"Whew-"

The sound of the dragon's groan resounded through the hall, and an invisible sound wave suddenly came out of the Tianhe mirror, sweeping away in all directions, and everyone's bodies were swept away by this sound wave, and the twenty-six fairy swords that seemed to be unstoppable were suffocated when they came into contact with this invisible sound wave, like a sword qi, and were dismissed by the sound of the dragon's groan.

The wind is howling in the main hall, Pan Xincheng is in the air, his sword eyebrows are tightly locked, he is urging the law in his hand, the blue light of the Tianhe mirror is sheng, hanging in front of Pan Xincheng, the mirror is facing the Xuanhuang in the sky, the picture is frequently changed, and finally freezes as a splendid river and mountain map, a golden dragon swims freely in the picture, sweeping over the mountains, sweeping through the blue sky, and finally roaring angrily, rushing out of the Tianhe mirror, with the momentum of invincible everything in the world, straight to Xuanhuang.

Emperor Xuan's eyes were stunned, and he was already on guard, but he was also secretly surprised by Pan Xincheng's Dao cultivation. He shook his body and turned back, avoiding the past.

This golden dragon did not stop, with a proud roar, broke the girder, and rushed straight to the roof, and in a moment a huge sound of "boom" came out, but it was the dragon that broke a big hole in the roof of the main hall and flew straight to the sky.

Then the hall shook suddenly, like an earthquake, dust and rubble scattered everywhere, dust flying, everyone was still stunned, but I don't know who was the first to react, and said loudly: "Run, the hall is going to collapse." ”

When everyone heard this, they panicked, and fled in a panic, making a noise, and quickly exited the main hall.

Yu Shuang held his head in his hands, dodged carefully, walked to the door of the main hall and inadvertently glanced back, but saw in the chaotic crowd that Yang Xueli fell from mid-air at some point, and was half-kneeling in the center of the hall at this moment, holding the Blood Spirit Immortal Sword in one hand and covering his chest with the other, and was coughing violently with his head down.

The rubble and wood in the hall frequently fell from her side, and she was like a wounded bird, curled up in the midst of danger and helpless.

Yu Shuang stood at the door of the main hall, looking at her figure and suffocating, and suddenly remembered the first time he saw her in Yulin City, the moment of looking back, as if faintly touching the depths of his heart, that very special feeling.

Thinking of this, the tenacity on his face flashed, and without the slightest hesitation, he gritted his teeth and rushed towards the hall again.

At this moment, the yellow egg who was escaping from the main hall was unkempt, and almost collided with him, he saw Yu Shuang rushing towards the hall desperately, his eyes were stunned, and he turned around and shouted: "Little brother, are you crazy?"

Yu Shuang ignored his words, he cautiously shook left and right, and the hall was already in a mess at the moment, filled with dust, blocking the view. He held his head in both hands, ran to Yang Xueli's side quickly, and said urgently: "Senior Sister Yang, the hall is about to collapse, I'll help you out." ”

Yu Shuang walked closer, only to find that Yang Xueli had coughed up a piece of blood on his chest, his face was terrified, his brows were furrowed, and he said in astonishment: "Senior Sister Yang, how are you?"

Yang Xueli slowly raised her head, her breath was faint, and she said, "You go quickly, leave me alone." ”

Yu Shuang saw Yang Xueli's face, and was taken aback, Yang Xueli's face turned red, and it seemed that there was blood gushing up, and it was very difficult to even speak at the moment, he was stunned for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "No, I must save you out." ”

The sawdust and rubble smashed to the ground, dusty everywhere, Yang Xueli gasped slightly, and slowly lowered her head, with a faint sadness in her eyes, and said in a low voice: "You go quickly, I didn't listen to the master's warning, and made a big mistake, and now my qi is reversed, numb, and I don't even have the strength to stand, it seems that I should have this catastrophe." Hurry up and leave me alone. ”

Yu Shuang's brows furrowed, knowing that Yang Xueli had committed his eccentric behavior again, and was about to say something, but at this moment, a strange sound of "creak, creak" suddenly came from the main hall. But it was the statue of the sword in the main hall that staggered down to their side, this statue was half as tall as the main hall, and the two of them looked at the statue in unison, their faces blank.

It seemed to be an instinctive reaction, Yu Shuang took a step and wanted to hide, but he inadvertently saw those eyes, and he was looking at himself, the world seemed to be silent, only those eyes remained, and then he was suffocated.

It was a pair of empty and helpless, cool and stubborn eyes, with a slight clear wave rippling in the waves, clear as water.

It turned out that in her eyes, was the reflection of his shadow?

The statue fell so quickly that it didn't give him the slightest time to hesitate. Yu Shuang's eyes flashed with determination, and the outstretched foot stepped back, he struggled to push away Yang Xueli in front of him, but between the lightning and flint, he had lost the opportunity to dodge, he looked back in amazement, his eyes reflected the collapsed statue, his face was full of blood, he closed his eyes in horror, and shouted in his mouth: "Ying'er-".

On the edge of life and death, that blood-red and well-behaved figure suddenly appeared in his mind, the face deeply engraved in his heart, is it going to be goodbye forever?

The huge statue was so powerful that a strong wind ripped the hair from his sideburns, and his face was filled with a hint of sadness, a hint of sadness, and a hint of despair.

But just as the statue of Jian Zhu was about to touch his forehead, a bright blue light penetrated his eyelids, and the strong wind stopped, and a cold feeling faintly came from his forehead, was it a cold sweat?

He slowly opened his eyes in a panic, and what caught his eye was a bronze mirror with blue light, hanging above his head, and the huge statue stopped above his head, only a finger away from the Tianhe mirror.

Yu Shuang was frightened, he didn't have time to take a closer look, his body collapsed limply, but before he could lie on the ground, he clearly felt a hand grabbing his arm suddenly, and he didn't even have time to look back to see who the person was, so he felt his body fly out lightly.

The next moment when he was embarrassed to leave the main hall, the hall collapsed with a deafening loud sound, and in an instant, dust filled the place as far as the naked eye could see.

"How is it? Are you hurt?" Pan Xincheng's voice came from his ears.

Yu Shuang gasped heavily, and sat down on the square, the frightened image of Shicai still did not relieve him. He slowly looked back, but saw Pan Xincheng squatting, holding his arm with one hand and Yang Xueli's arm with the other, and a pair of eyes looking closely at the direction of the hall.

Yu Shuang was stunned for a moment, swallowed her saliva, pursed her lips, and said in a trembling voice: "No...... No. ”

Yang Xueli sat cross-legged, gasping slightly, her face was pale, but it was much better than Yu Shuang. There seemed to be a faint strange feeling in her bright eyes, and she quietly looked at the collapsed hall, as if she was muttering something in her heart. A fair face was also covered with a little dust at the moment.

Behind them stood all the righteous people, their faces were full of concern, only Huang Danchun was angry, he walked in front of everyone, raised his voice, and said angrily with his hands on his hips: "Master Pan, I know that you have a profound Taoism, you demolished the main hall, do you want to bury us all alive?"

Pan Xincheng slowly stood up, his height was almost two heads taller than Huang Danchun, he hesitated for a moment, and said: "Brother Dao, you have also seen, Emperor Xuan is not an ordinary person, if Pan does not do his best to break this 'Sword Thirty-two Style', I am afraid that Miss Yang will be in danger." ”