As soon as the words fell, the face of the Cold Whip Immortal suddenly shook violently, and the convulsions changed a few times, cold sweat gushed out on his forehead, his face was extremely pale, his lips trembled, and he suddenly raised his eyes to look at the Fuyuan Immortal, his eyes were pleading: "Second Uncle......" The Cold Whip Immortal's heart was filled with endless fear, and he knew the fate of once he showed up.

Chen Yi's powerful sword power can't be stopped by himself, and today Chen Yi is desperate to kill him, just to take his own life. The Cold Whip Immortal could feel the intense hatred spreading from Chen Yi's body, and a strong remorse flashed in his eyes.

He already knew that Wang Xiaoya had a pivotal position in Chen Yi's heart, but the Cold Whip Immortal was even more confident that even if he killed Wang Xiaoya and Chen Yi, he would be helpless. As everyone knows, it will lead to such a monstrous disaster, and now in the territory of the Divine Whip Gate, Elder Taishang can't save his life.

The soles of the Cold Whip Immortal's feet seemed to take root, his pupils looked at the Fuyuan Immortal with dull pupils, and he shook his head desperately: "Don't, Second Uncle, I don't want to go out, I don't want to die!"

In the middle of the air in the distance, Chen Yi raised the incense stone with a cold expression, stared coldly at the Hengyuan Immortal and said slowly: "I count three times, I must see the old thief of the cold whip!"

Hengyuan Immortal's face sank again in an instant.

"Three!"

The sound was like a heavy hammer slamming into the bodies of all the disciples of the Divine Whip Sect, the pupils of the Hengyuan Immortal shrank sharply, and his eyes subconsciously glanced towards the distance on the side, and anxiety flashed between his eyebrows, and the incense stone could not be missed.

"Two!"

Chen Yi's voice suddenly raised a few points, and it was loud and piercing. Around him, several immortal-level fierce beast powerhouses burst out with a strong and powerful momentum on their bodies at this moment. A roar was deafening, and the ground inside the cave trembled.

The Fuyuan Immortal sighed, and suddenly shot like lightning, and his figure flickered and directly grabbed the Cold Whip Immortal and came out, standing side by side with the Hengyuan Immortal.

"Don't ......," it was only then that the miserable cry of the Chill Whip Immortal had time to resound.

Chen Yi's eyes glanced over, and in an instant, the blood-red light in his eyes shot out like a sharp arrow, and the monstrous bloodthirsty killing intent surged out, spreading throughout the world and almost everyone, and almost everyone felt that at this moment, the air around them seemed to become a little colder.

Fu Yuan's face couldn't help but sink again, judging from Chen Yi's eyes at the moment, I am afraid that the whole thing will be difficult to maneuver. However, to watch the Cold Whip Immortal die, the Fuyuan Immortal was really unwilling. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his mind raced to think about countermeasures.

The Cold Whip Immortal had already lost his former majesty at this moment, his face was pale and trembling, and he didn't dare to face Chen Yi's eyes. At this moment, he really tried the taste of fear of death. An image popped up in his mind.

The people who were chosen as their furnaces, the moment they were sent to the altar where they were, the desperate eyes were not exactly what they felt at the moment? Could this be retribution? The Cold Whip Immortal kept shouting in the depths of his heart, looking at the two Supreme Elders with pleading and desperate eyes, "Help me." ”

"Chill Whip Old Thief!"

At this time, Chen Yi's gritted teeth and Sen Leng shouted loudly in the distance, like a bell and drum rumbling down, and the body of the Cold Whip Immortal shook violently. Feeling the overwhelming killing machine, the Cold Whip Immortal subconsciously blocked his luck, and then slowly turned around, looking at Chen Yi's eyes with pleading: "Chen Yi, I know I was wrong, you spare me, I can give you whatever you want." ”

The corners of Chen Yi's mouth raised a cruel smile: "I want your life!"

Liu Feng waved his hand, and a silver needle broke through the air. The figure of the Cold Whip Immortal suddenly flashed, dodging Chen Yi's blow. Chen Yi glanced at the Cold Whip Immortal, and the incense flint in his hand slowly raised and shook his head with a sigh: "I don't like people to resist." As soon as the words fell, the face of the Cold Whip Immortal suddenly changed, and his hands and feet instantly became cold.

His eyes flashed with unwillingness, despair, and grievance, this is the Divine Whip Gate! It is his own territory! But now, he can only be at the mercy of the other party, and even at this moment, Chen Yi's words are not yet able to dodge his attack. The body of the Cold Whip Immortal trembled violently, and his eyes suddenly burst out with a fierce look: "Chen Yi, don't force me!"

Chen Yi shook his head, looked directly at the two Fu Yuan Immortals, and said indifferently: "I also want to try, whether it is the speed at which I destroy the incense flint or the speed of the old thief who fights back." ”

Hearing this, the expressions of the two Fu Yuan Immortals suddenly changed suddenly, and their eyes were extremely gloomy.

The corners of Chen Yi's mouth were lightly raised, the incense flint stolen by the little fat man was too timely, and it suddenly pinched the lifeblood of the Divine Whip Gate. Originally, Chen Yi had planned to spend a drop of sword power on the body of the Cold Whip Immortal, but now it seems that it is completely unnecessary.

"Chen Yi!" Fu Yuan Immortal raised his eyes and glanced over at this time, and said in a deep voice: "Leave a line in your work, and see each other in the future, why are you so aggressive?"

Chen Yi smiled sadly: "Why don't you ask the old thief of the cold whip, why don't you leave a line for my beloved woman?" I don't need any nonsense, today is just to take the life of the old thief of the cold whip!" The blood-red eyes stared at the cold whip immortal.

The pupils of the Fuyuan Immortal shook, and he glanced at the Hengyuan Immortal for a while, and the Hengyuan Immortal shook his head gently. The two of them had planned to take advantage of their unpreparedness to recapture the incense stone, but Chen Yi had always maintained a high level of vigilance and did not give him any hope at all.

Almost subconsciously clenched his fist slightly, and after the chest of the Fuyuan Immortal rose and fell slightly for a while, he immediately said in a heavy tone: "Cold Whip, you ...... No resistance. ”

The body of the Cold Whip Immortal shook strongly, and his eyes instantly swelled with intense despair. The body trembled, and for a while, his eyes suddenly stared at Chen Yi, with a hideous look, if he didn't resist, he was doomed to die, and he would definitely not sit still. At this moment, the Cold Whip Immortal exuded a strong killing intent as if he was crazy, and roared in a low voice: "I'll fight with you!"

Between the words, Chen Yi raised his hand with a cold expression and swung his sword towards the incense stone.

"Stop!"

The exclamation from the Hengyuan Immortal shouted, and his figure instantly flashed out and grabbed the Cold Whip Immortal, clapped his hands ruthlessly, and with a bang, the Dantian of the Cold Whip Immortal was destroyed in an instant, and he screamed. The Hengyuan Immortal flashed a trace of unbearability, but today the Cold Whip Immortal is destined to die, if he is allowed to go crazy before he dies and causes the Divine Whip Gate to lose the incense and flint, it is definitely not worth it.

"He will give it to you, give me the incense stone. Hengyuan Immortal's eyes stared at Chen Yi coldly, and he had been suppressing the infinite killing intent in his heart. Chen Yi is so wanton to make trouble with the Divine Whip Sect, and now in this situation, every disciple of the Divine Whip Sect is eager to cut Chen Yi with a thousand knives, but now the first person to be cut by a thousand knives is the Cold Whip Immortal.

"Don't worry, the old thief is not dead. Chen Yi's face showed a cold sneer, and with a wave of his hand, silver needles slammed into the body of the Cold Whip Immortal, and suddenly the body of the Cold Whip Immortal seemed to be suffering like ten thousand ants, and the screams of grief kept ringing out, shaking people's souls.

The whole world, except for the screams of the Chill Whip Immortals, was silent. Chen Yi turned over the incense flint stone and put it into the broken bowl of the master, this scene made the faces of Fu Yuan Immortal and the others change again, and they couldn't act rashly before Chen Yi took out the incense flint. The body of the Cold Whip Immortal was frozen in mid-air, less than ten meters away from Chen Yi.

This distance of ten meters is a nightmare that cannot be erased for eternity and eternity for the Cold Whip Immortal. A scream and mourning stimulated everyone's souls: "You kill me, kill me!" The cold whip immortal's eyes were pleading, and at this moment, he wanted to die more than the endless torment of extreme pain.

"Killing you with a sword is too cheap for you. Chen Yi said softly, in the eyes of the Demon Gate, Chen Yi at this moment was more like an evil demon. Every word he said made the Chill Whip Immortal feel fear from the soul. At the same time, the rest of the people in the Divine Whip Sect were also terrified, and they didn't dare to take a breath of air, and no one dared to act without any instructions from the two Supreme Elders.

One silver needle after another wandered in the veins of the Coldwhip Immortal, and the sharp pain in the heart seemed to make the Coldwhip Immortal feel that he had gone to the Nose Hell and was suffering from the torment and punishment of the eighteenth layer of hell.

It hurts! It hurts like a soul. Chen Yi's voice sounded indifferently: "This wave of pain is relatively light compared to the suffering you have made Wang Xiaoya suffer for more than ten years. Chen Yi put away the holy sword and stretched out his arms, and in an instant, the thousand phoenix divine swords appeared together, and the light of the thousand divine swords hovered above Chen Yi's head.

"I'll give you a treat. Chen Yi said softly: "The premise is that my thousand swords will cut off a piece of meat from your body first." The calm tone made everyone around feel a creep. Thousands of knives were slashed and killed, and the eyes of the cold whip immortal showed strong fear and pleaded.

Shout!

A Thousand Phoenix Divine Sword fell through the air with a vengeful hatred, and slashed straight away, and a piece of flesh about the size of a copper coin was cut off from the side of the chest of the Cold Whip Immortal.

"Ah~~~"

The screams resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"The first sword. Chen Yi waved his hand indifferently, and in an instant, another divine sword shot out, leaving a blood hole the size of a copper coin on the body of the Cold Whip Immortal almost identically.

"The second sword. ”

The sky reverberated with the screams and wails of the Chillwhip Immortal. In the distance, Fu Yuan Immortal's eyes closed heavily, his body couldn't help but tremble, and his hands had already clenched his fists violently, enduring the killing intent. He never imagined that he would actually witness his most valued relatives and disciples being executed by Ling Chi in the sky above the main hall of the Divine Whip Gate.

"Cold whip, the second uncle will definitely avenge you. Fu Yuan Immortal secretly thought in his heart, his eyes were closed, and he couldn't watch the bloody and cruel scene in front of him at all.