Sun Biao lay down, but Li Xiaoyi's mockery and disdain were still there, and although everyone was furious, no one dared to come out.

"Kunlun, when I was still here, there were stupid woodmen who fought bloodily and didn't know how to retreat, and there were also a group of madmen who rushed to kill in front of the battle, but there was no such kind of mischief in front of me!"

Li Xiaoyi said these words unceremoniously, and someone couldn't help but rush out on the spot, but Li Xiaoyi only took out half a sword, and the man lay down with Sun Biao, foaming at the mouth.

When someone came again, Li Xiaoyi smiled arrogantly: "It should be like this!"

Another sword, only half of it, and what happened to that man was no different from the two before.

Then the Kunlun people, who were completely enraged, followed one after another, one fell, and the latecomer came first.

Although it is the same result, think about the people who died in the past, and the scene of the heads flying up.

The whole team was short of breath, one followed the other, just to ask the person in front of him to put away his taunts and insults to this team.

The sound of the sword echoed in the canyon one after another, and it still did not stop as people fell one after another.

Every sword Li Xiaoyi gave only a glimmer of life to the other party, and in the end, it was not one person who came, but several people who fell together.

The Nirvana Spirit Orb was in the belly of the Purple Palace Dan, spinning rapidly, and the realm was too bad, Li Xiaoyi didn't need to go all out at all, especially those disciples in the Spirit Movement Period, who almost fell when the sword intent swept away, and there was no room for the slightest resistance.

From noon to afternoon, the sunset was all over the sky, and the entire sunset canyon was dyed red, and in a trance, Li Xiaoyi seemed to feel that he had returned to the Netherworld Ghost Domain.

There are four people standing, one is Xu Yun, one is Wang Zheng, and the last Chen Yueling.

The magic weapon of the sword weapon in his hand suddenly disappeared, Wang Zheng's expression was embarrassed, but he still resolutely stood on the opposite side of Li Xiaoyi.

He laughed, but Wang Zheng became serious, and then he stopped laughing.

With a flick of his wrist, the sword forest inserted on the ground was a sword magic weapon, which flew out and returned to Li Xiaoyi's hand.

Wang Zheng's sword intent erupted violently, and the sword light was like thunder, it turned out to be a condensed sword intent, and he went all out.

Li Xiaoyi's face was also serious, and with a wave of his hand, the sound of the sword collapsed and initiated, Kunlun's four-style sword intent true trick, and the first sword.

The explosion exploded in mid-air, Wang Zheng's trick changed, and the sword turned into two, but it was still fixed in mid-air by the sound of the sword, and then a dark lotus appeared, this is the second sword, and the sword shadow falls!

Wang Zheng fell down with black qi rolled all over, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and there was no trace of pain on his face.

Xu Yun held his sword and a formation plate, and when he came out, he was a little at a loss, looking at the people who fell in front of him, he felt that he should also be on it, at least for the sake of this team, because he was also one of them.

Unsurprisingly, Xu Yun also lay straight on the ground, and when he looked back, only Chen Yueling was left.

The two looked at each other, there were tears in the corners of her eyes, but she was still condensing her sword intent, but before she could show her natal magic weapon, Li Xiaoyi had already appeared in front of her.

She opened her arms and hugged her in her arms, at first, she was still in a daze, and then finally the sadness, tears, and her choked and aggrieved voices all erupted in this moment.

The people lying on the ground, except for Xu Yun, who was eating soil, the rest of the people were facing the sky with their backs, looking at the red glow in the sky with dull eyes.

The whole team, if you want to say that the one they respect the most and want to protect the most, is the woman who is crying loudly.

Every time, what they saw was her resoluteness, and they saw her recklessness.

On the battlefield, she no longer has the grace of a woman, nor does she have the dress that a woman should have, and some just want to bring more people home, their Kunlun.

Sun Biao was motionless, Wang Zheng was stunned, the sky was so beautiful, he seemed to see the senior brothers who had been side by side with him, looking at him with mockery.

So he laughed, Sun Biao also laughed, and the people lying on the ground were laughing, one after another, a little hoarse, and a little desolate.

Chen Yueling hugged him tightly, her body was trembling, there was an empty sleeve, which was tightly grasped by Li Xiaoyi's hand, and then whispered in her ear: "Just this time, cry as much as you want......

Chen Yueling didn't cry anymore, because many people were laughing, all looking at this side, looking at her gradually red face, and seeing her burying her head deep in her shoulders that were not too thick.

So she laughed too, smirked stupidly, as if she had returned to the simplicity of the year, at this moment, she unloaded all the burdens, and at this moment she felt very relieved.

The cloud of disbanding the team seems to have dissipated, and it is no longer a matter in everyone's heart.

No one cares, because they have also relieved themselves of burdens that they don't want to carry, and they can follow their old path, devote themselves to cultivation, and live a normal life.

But Li Xiaoyi still didn't think much about it, he let go of Chen Yueling, and then walked in front of Sun Biao: "Do you want to learn?"

"What?" Although Sun Biao was relieved, it had nothing to do with his dislike of Li Xiaoyi.

Li Xiaoyi smiled meaningfully: "The true trick of sword intent to hit you is called Sword Sound Collapse." ”

Sun Bin's eyes widened, and the three hideous scars on his face were twisted like snakes, as a disciple of Kunlun, the world-famous four-style sword intent true technique, how could he not know!

"The sword that beat Wang Zheng is called the sword shadow falling!" Li Xiaoyi stood up, and then looked at the sky, the people lying on the ground were still a little incredulous.

After all, the Kunlun Four Style Sword Intent True Technique has become incomplete over the years, and the annihilation of the last sword has long been a masterpiece.

However, they didn't know how to tell the difference, but Chen Yueling knew that after getting her affirmation, no one doubted it.

"White Bone Mountain, although we have negotiated peace with them, but they are naturally bloodthirsty, and sooner or later they will make a comeback, as long as their brains are not broken, they can think of it. ”

When he said this, Li Xiaoyi's face no longer had the previous joke, but was very formal.

"So in charge of the real person, I hope I will reorganize the Kunlun team in preparation for the big battle that I don't know when it will come. ”

Li Xiaoyi looked at the silent crowd, and then looked at Wang Zheng over there: "I don't like dead people very much, especially the people around me, everyone who knows me, as for you, believe it or not." ”

Li Xiaoyi had already turned around, and Chen Yueling did not follow him this time, but stood in the valley, looking at her former subordinates.

He was already drifting away, and his voice came again: "I will reorganize the Kunlun team, there will be a strict selection, or in this valley, don't come if you don't have confidence, I'm here, I don't need it!"

The sun was setting, the cool breeze was slow, the red in the canyon slowly began to become dim, and everyone was silent, looking at the sky in their eyes, which was about to turn into a black sky......