In the cave, Meng Tian breathed a long sigh of relief, slowly opened his eyes, and said softly: "Brother Yan, Tian'er is fine, you can go and help Sister Ruoxian." ”

Yan Shan opened his eyes and stared at Meng Tian quietly, not knowing why.

Meng Tianyan smiled and explained: "After killing Lin Yuanyang, Tian'er has broken through, the Sword Killing Sword Technique and the Heavenly Evil Heart Technique have both broken through to the peak of the sixth layer, and the Remnant Body Method has broken through to the fifth layer, and there is a fighting power. ”

Shi Potian said: "Brother Yan, I also have the strength to fight. ”

Yan Shan nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Then I'll go with you." ”

As the words fell, the three of them stood up and swept towards the mouth of the cave.

At the mouth of the cave, three figures suddenly came, standing side by side with Li Ruoxian.

Meng Tian's eyes were as clear as water, and he said to Li Ruoxian with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret: "Sister Ruoxian, only by getting rid of the leaf land, can we get out." ”

Li Ruoxian's expression remained unchanged, and she also said to Meng Tian with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret: "Sister Tian'er is blunt. ”

Meng Tian said: "If Sister Xian shoots with all her might, Tian'er is sure that she will kill this person with one blow." ”

Because of trust, there is no doubt about it.

When the words fell, Li Ruoxian stabbed out with a sword, straight to Ye Di's chest, and his body was elegant and smart, like a flying immortal.

Ye Di had concerns, but he was not afraid. He knew that his opponent had something strange in his body, but he was by no means his opponent, so he swung his sword to meet it, calmly.

The body shape changes, and the sword light and sword shadow crisscross it.

The sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the mountain is high for the birds to fly.

Although Li Ruoxian's martial arts cultivation is not as good as that of Ye Di, Qinglian swordsmanship is known for its changes, and it is subtle and unparalleled, and it does not fall behind for a while.

Ye Di looked calm, and within a hundred moves, he would definitely be able to win.

At the same time, the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect's Sword Spirit Sect swung their blades and slaughtered towards the entrance of the cave.

The stone breaks the sky and does not move like a mountain, the palms are flying, one husband is the pass, and ten thousand people are not open.

Yan Shan stood against the sword and secretly breathed to himself.

Meng Tian smiled sadly, and said in a deep voice: "If you want to seek the heart of the ancient benevolent people, or do the opposite, why not? Don't be happy with things, don't be sad about yourself, worry about the people when you live in the temple, and worry about the king when you are far away from the rivers and lakes." It is a worry about advancing and a worry about retreating. But when will it be happy? It will be said: The worries of the world are worried, and the joys of the world are happy. Weisi people, who am I with the return? A song of joy and sorrow, telling all the things of life. As soon as the words fell, her eyes became dim, her expression was sad, her body and Tao were one, as if she was one with all things in heaven and earth, and the grass and trees were sad, and the wind and clouds changed color. She stabbed out with a sword, seemingly unremarkable, but possessing an irresistible magic. When the sword blade passed, the grass and trees withered in an instant, which was strange and unpredictable.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky.

Meng Tian was as fast as the wind, turned into a phantom, and then disappeared, as if he was integrated with the sword of sorrow. The Sword of Sorrow suddenly turned into a soft light, as fast as lightning, and unstoppable.

Suddenly, a chill arose from the bottom of his heart, and Ye Di's face changed greatly.

The soft light came in an instant, and it sank into Ye Di's chest.

The ground was like dead ashes, and his eyes were full of consternation. He slowly fell to the ground, no longer breathing.

The human sword is one, the tragic sword intent, and the one blow will kill.

Meng Tian knelt on one knee, holding the sword of sorrow tightly in his hand, and his face was as white as paper. Her expression was sad, her eyes were dark, and her crystal tears glittered with endless sorrow.

Li Ruoxian stood with his sword in his hand, and was shocked in his heart. She slowly walked to Meng Tian's side and stretched out her hand.

Meng Tian smiled, took the Qianqianyu hand, and stood up.

Seeing this situation, Yan Shan and Shi Potian were overjoyed.

The disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect Sword Spirit Sect had no intention of fighting again, but they did not dare to escape.

At this time, a disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect's Sword Spirit Sect shouted loudly: "The fish is dead and the net is broken, there is no choice. Reinforcements are about to arrive, everyone is united, and there is still a glimmer of life. ”

As soon as these words came out, the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect's Sword Spirit Sect suddenly opened up, and killed Li Ruoxian and Meng Tian like a tide.

At this moment, a wave of terrifying killing intent struck.

Not far away, five hundred Qin Zhirui soldiers and ghost soldiers were rushing towards the direction of the cave.

Li Ruoxian's eyes were cold, and he waved the Qingying Sword, killed a bloody path, and returned to the cave with Meng Tian.

Meng Tian's body shook and fell into Li Ruoxian's arms, and he was suddenly unconscious.

Because of stubbornness, so insistence, Meng Tian succeeded.

Yan Shan smiled slightly bitterly and said in a deep voice: "Brother Shi, quickly help Tian'er in and let Brother Liu treat you." ”

It's an extraordinary moment, and I can't say more.

Shi Potian did not hesitate, helped Meng Tian, and walked towards the cave.

Li Ruoxian guarded the entrance of the cave, holding the Qingying Sword, the sword was like a rainbow, and no one could cross the thunder pool for half a step.

After a while, Yan Shan breathed a sigh of relief and asked casually, "Why is the little lady here?"

Li Ruoxian said angrily: "It's not because of you." ”

The words are simple, but they are heartwarming.

Yan Shan chuckled and said, "Will the little lady still say goodbye?"

Li Ruoxian seemed to notice something, and asked casually, "Did you break through?"

Yan Shan smiled indifferently and said casually: "The sword killing technique and the remnant body technique have both broken through to the sixth layer. ”

Li Ruoxian frowned slightly, and said coquettishly: "Then you are still watching the play?"

Yan Shan shook his head slightly, pretending to be mysterious: "The time has not yet come." ”

Li Ruoxian snorted lightly and stopped talking.

At this time, five hundred Qin Zhirui soldiers and ghost soldiers had already arrived, and the lineup was strictly organized.

The disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect Sword Spirit Sect stopped attacking, retreated seven zhang, and waited for the battle.

Li Ruoxian jumped up, his wrist turned rapidly, and the cyan sword shadow continued to slash through the air, cutting out arcs one after another.

The invisible sword qi slashed at Qin Zhirui and the Nether Ghost Soldier, leaving only a scar. Qin Zhirui and the Nether Ghost Soldiers didn't care, and continued to rush forward to kill.

The next moment, the hand-to-hand battle.

Li Ruoxian didn't dare to make the slightest support, raised his internal force to the peak state, and urged his true qi with all his might. The sword body of the Qing Ying Sword has an invisible sword qi condensed. Every time she swung her sword, she would inevitably cut off the heads of Qin's sharp warriors and ghostly ghost soldiers. But this way of playing is extremely serious for internal force and physical exertion. In a moment, sweat was already soaking through his clothes.

At this moment, Yan Shan suddenly disappeared from the same place, leaving behind a series of afterimages among Qin Zhirui and the Nether Ghost Soldiers. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of a large tree.

Behind the big tree, the face of a Netherworld Ghost Mansion disciple changed suddenly, and he saw a black sword shadow flash in front of him. Before he could come back to his senses, he had stopped breathing, and a shallow mark of blood appeared in his throat. He slowly fell to the ground, his eyes full of consternation.

In the next moment, Qin Zhirui's and Nether's ghost soldiers stagnated, and then rushed towards Li Ruoxian like a tide, with no rules to speak of.

Li Ruoxian smiled and secretly admired Yan Shan. She flew into the Qin Zhirui and the Netherworld Ghost Soldiers, her body was like a ghost, and with each swing of her sword, black liquid splashed and her head flew away.

Yan Shan looked at the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect Sword Spirit Sect, his expression became cold, his eyes were empty, and his body continued to exude a strong murderous aura, and a terrifying killing intent was born in his heart.

This terrifying killing intent spread in all directions, penetrating into the depths of the hearts of every disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect's Sword Spirit Sect.

In an instant, the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect's Sword Spirit Sect trembled and froze in place.

Yan Shan pinched the sword trick in his hand, and quickly swept through the crowd along a strange trajectory, as fast as a ghost. Each sword swing is slashed through the throat with the sharpest tip of the sword, simple and direct, the rusty long sword only leaves a shallow blood mark on the throat, and a sword seals the throat.

A look, tacitly.

Li Ruoxian flew into the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect's Sword Spirit Sect. The cyan sword shadow flashed, blood splattered, corpses were strewn all over the ground, and blood flowed like a river.

Blood stained his eyes red. The disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect's Sword Spirit Sect were glazed over, perhaps death was their best destination.

Qin Zhirui and Nether Ghost Soldiers flocked to Li Ruoxian like a tide, but it was only in vain.

Her eyes became dim, her expression was sad, and her body was in harmony with the Tao, as if she was one with all things in heaven and earth, and the plants and trees were sad, and the wind and clouds changed color. - Meng Tian

(End of chapter)