Song Yiran heard Liu Zicang's words, his expression was gloomy, and he wanted to say something, but Hong Yi didn't give him a chance, he shouted angrily, and an axe was cut out, and a hundred-zhang long divine light suddenly appeared, and in the roar, he was like Song Yiran.

Feeling the majesty of this divine light, Song Yiran's expression changed, he roared angrily, and the magic knife in his hand bloomed into a black light that covered the sky, and slashed out.

Thundered!

The magic knife collided with the divine ray, and a roar erupted.

Burst!

The powerful force made Song Yiran's blood spurt wildly, and his body flew upside down rapidly.

Song Yiran was already injured a lot, and at this time, in the face of Hong Yi's full blow, he couldn't resist it at all, and directly vomited blood and flew backwards, and after Hong Yi's full force blow, his face was also a little pale.

Like Song Yiran, in the previous battle, he was also injured a lot, and now although he has broken through the realm, his injuries cannot be healed, it can only be said that his injuries are lighter than Song Yiran.

That's it, that's enough!

It is not a problem to kill Song Yiran.

"Kill!" Hong Yi snorted lightly and shot again, but Song Yiran had no choice but to resist with a horizontal knife.

So far, not to mention that he can't get out of Hong Yi's hands, there is a way, as long as he dares to escape, Liu Zicang will definitely kill him without hesitation.

There is no doubt about this, what is the most hated thing for the emperor?

Not something else, but a betrayer.

"Hong Yi, even if Lao Tzu dies, he won't make you feel better!" Song Yiran roared wildly, bursting out with all his strength, not caring about his own injuries, and now, he understands that he is certain to die.

And before he died, he wanted to take revenge on Hong Yi, if there was no Hong Yi, he would have successfully obtained Jing Yuwei and obtained the body of Xuanyin, his realm would have broken through to the peak of the Nine Heavens Immortals, and when the time came, what Liu Zicang would directly slap to death.

But now, he has failed, and all of this is because of Hong Yi, if it was just Qin Tian and Zhao Gongming, they would not be able to stop him at all.

The magic knife burst out with a black glow that covered the sky, exuding a terrifying aura, and with a single sword, the void that was cut was terrifying.

With a bang, the knife and the axe collided, and the powerful energy swept through the Western Zhou, and Hong Yi, who bore the brunt of the attack, changed his expression and cursed in his heart.

Song Yiran was really crazy, and he didn't care about his injuries at all.

Then, Hong Yi vomited blood and flew upside down, although Song Yiran had the upper hand, but he got it regardless of his own injuries, so when Hong Yi vomited blood and flew upside down, Song Yiran also spurted blood from his mouth, but he didn't care at all.

Since it is destined to fall today, what else is it estimated that it will cost Hong Yi to fight for everything.

"Hong Yi, you have ruined Lao Tzu's big business, how can you make you feel better, kill!" Song Yiran spurted blood from his mouth, but his momentum became more and more powerful, and the black mangs of the magic knife in his hand were even better, reflecting this side of the world into a dark night.

"Song Yiran, death is on the verge of death, and there is so much nonsense, the more crazy you are, the more it means that you can't hold on!" Hong Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and grinned.

After being shocked at first, he understood that Song Yiran couldn't hold on.

Boom, loud explosions continued, Song Yiran looked a little crazy, every blow was an explosion with all his strength, even if Hong Yi wanted to dodge, there was no way to dodge, he could only resist.

After a few times, Hong Yi was also not lightly injured, and the strong momentum brought by the breakthrough was also weakened, gasping slightly, his face was also very pale, covered in blood, with his own and his opponents.

Hong Yi looked so miserable, let alone Song Yiran, at this time, it was already the end of the crossbow.

"Song Yiran can't hold on!" Liu Zicang had a smile on his face, watching the life-and-death battle between Hong Yi and Song Yiran really benefited him a lot.

"Something to be expected. Qin Tian said with a smile.

"After Song Yiran died, it will be your turn, not to mention that Hong Yi has been seriously injured, even if he is in his prime, he is no threat to me!" Liu Zicang chuckled, as if he was saying something insignificant.

It is true that although Qin Tian is talented and evil, it is nothing to Liu Zicang at this time.

When Qin Tian heard this, he snorted coldly, not saying anything, but sneering in his heart.

"Song Yiran, you run out of oil and dry up, and you can leave a whole corpse here!" Hong Yi said with a slight gasp.

"Haha, ridiculous, Hong Yi, do you think I don't have the strength to fight again?" Song Yiran laughed fiercely, and then, in the stunned eyes of everyone, his momentum suddenly became fierce.

Seeing this scene, Qin Tian almost scolded, could it be that this Song Yiran still has reservations?

But Song Yiran's next words proved that he guessed wrong.

"Hong Yi, this knife is the first time I use it, and it is also the last time, you can't stop it, even if you can block it, it will definitely kill you for half your life!" Song Yiran was imposing, and the magic knife in his hand once again bloomed black, exuding a buzzing sound.

"Slash!" After a few breaths, Song Yiran roared angrily, and the magic knife in his hand slashed at Hong Yi.

This knife is the strongest knife in Song Yiran's life, the momentum is invincible, where the magic knife passes, the space is annihilated, and only endless darkness remains.

In the Holy Capital, even if it was hundreds of miles away, countless people saw the distance suddenly turn into darkness.

Facing Song Yiran's strongest knife, Hong Yi's face was heavy, he roared angrily, and his momentum exploded again, this knife, he couldn't dodge, he could only resist hard.

As Song Yiran said, if he can't resist it, he will die, and if he carries it, he will inevitably suffer great losses.

The Yuanyang giant axe, the opening of the heavens, the immortal monuments have bloomed one after another, resisting the magic knife, and at the same time, the temples, the great liberation wheel, the bridge on the other side and other treasures are to protect Hong Yi.

Thundered!

Thundered!

Kaitian Ruyi was the first to touch the magic knife, but as soon as it came into contact, it was split away, followed by the Immortal Monument and the Yuanyang Giant Axe, and unsurprisingly, they were also split away.

The three magic weapons were split, and Hong Yi spat out several mouthfuls of blood in a row, with a solemn expression.

The power of Song Yiran's last knife far exceeded Hong Yi's expectations.

At this time, looking at Song Yiran again, the whole person had already become a dry corpse, and he couldn't see the slightest human appearance.

But he wasn't dead yet, at this time, after seeing himself slashing Hong Yi's three treasures in a row, a hoarse voice came out: "Hong Yi, you will definitely die!"

When the words fell, the magic knife turned into a black thunderbolt and slashed towards Hong Yi even more rapidly.

"If you want to kill me, how can it be so easy!" Hong Yi said in a deep voice.

As he spoke, the bridge on the other side suddenly became larger, spanning the void, and the divine light flickered on it, and the chain of order kept flying.

With a bang, the magic knife slashed at the bridge on the other side, the magic knife emitted endless black light, and the bridge on the other side was blooming, and at the same time, the chain of order flying on the bridge was entangled in the magic knife.

However, as soon as these chains of order flew out of the bridge on the other side, they were wiped out by the black mang.