Zi Tianyang's body shook!

The killing black sword, like the most unruly black dragon, vibrated and twisted in his hand, and the tip of the sword was thrown backwards from time to time, trying to cut off Zi Tianyang's head.

But Zi Tianyang was also a monk with extremely rich combat experience, constantly twisting his wrists and body, dissolving the opponent's strength, and dodging the attacks of the killing black sword.

Flutter –

The sound of breaking the sky roared.

After a while, in this piece of void, the cracks were drawn vertically and horizontally, and the qi of space swept out, and Zi Tianyang flew in other directions with his sword.

While flying, he continued to shoot into the Genshin brand.

A few people who drew the sword were shocked, and their hearts were complicated.

......

The killing black sword, seeing that it was useless to writhe, began to burst into light.

The black light, like a black needle, pierced the purple sky, and the black mangli carried a fierce aura that could destroy the monk's mind.

"Hahaha-"

Zi Tianyang laughed, his pupils condensed into two points, his eyes were extremely fierce, he stared at the sword in his hand and said: "In this life, the old man has killed countless creatures, just a fierce breath, I can help me, the old man has to conquer you today!"

There are countless things, most of them are bragging, but this old guy withstood for the time being, and it seems to be true.

Although, on the palm of his sword, there was already blood flowing down from it.

Buzz –

The sound of the sword groaning was even louder.

Rebellious, unyielding, the killing black sword writhed more and more crazy.

In the dark world, the dark light and shadow rolled wildly, but no matter how the killing black sword struggled, Zi Tianyang never let go.

"The old man has shed his blood today, and he will never let you go!"

Zi Tianyang roared sharply, like madness.

......

Not far away, the sword boy and others watched it in their hearts.

The eyes of the sword boy who drew the sword already had a killing intent floating, which was the killing intent of Zi Tianyang.

Do you want to take advantage of this old guy to take advantage of the sword and make a surprise attack, but then what to do?

With his strength, can he catch that sword?

After he caught it, several other people also took advantage of the time when he subdued the sword, and made a sudden sneak attack, what should he do?

The sword boy drew his brain and spun fast.

Thinking of the end, I feel indescribably aggrieved and depressed!

That hate!

Hate that his cultivation was too low, hate that he encountered this sword too early, hate - Zi Tianyang, an old bastard, robbed him of what belonged to him.

The sword boy looked at Zi Tianyang's gaze, and became more and more gloomy like water.

A divine soldier, unconsciously, distorted how many people's hearts.

......

Little by little, time passed.

Zi Tianyang's movement of patting his Yuan Shen brand was getting faster and faster, more and more fierce, and the struggle of the killing black sword was gradually getting smaller.

Was he really subdued?

The gaze of the onlookers is even more complicated.

......

"Hahaha - mine, mine, it's mine!"

Another half an hour passed, and the sound of excited laughter finally came out of Zi Tianyang's mouth.

In this old hand, the killing black sword has not struggled at all, and the light is extremely dim, as if it has really been subdued, quiet as death.

Zi Tianyang stared at the sword, his eyes full of self-satisfaction, and he was full of spirit.

In everyone's hearts, they were full of jealousy, but they still pretended to rush forward, intending to congratulate Zi Tianyang.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The killing black sword, unexpectedly fierce black mang, flashed, with one force, it broke free from Zi Tianyang's hand, which had been relaxed a little, and suddenly rotated his body, followed by a horizontal slash.

Snort -

Zi Tianyang's head was good, and he left his neck.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and blood spurted out of the broken neck like a fountain.

Disheveled!

The killing black sword stabbed again, piercing Zi Tianyang's head and the primordial god in it together, and another puff of blood mist flew up!

......

Just now I was still in high spirits, but in an instant, I was dead, and the situation turned around so quickly that it was dizzying!

This killing black sword was clearly not subdued by Zi Tianyang at all, or pretended to be recovered by him, this scheming has also become a refinement!

"Let's go!"

I don't know who it is, I shouted, turned around, and ran away.

A few people who drew the sword also hurriedly fled, where did they dare to fight the idea of this sword.

Hmmm-

The killing black sword made another sharp U-turn, and the tip of the sword was facing the direction of everyone, but only the light flashed brightly and dimly, and it didn't even chase it.

The sword boy and the others are all human spirits, and their divine consciousness has been watching the movement behind them, and they immediately reacted, knowing the primordial spirit imprint infused by Zi Tianyang, they are afraid that it will still have some influence on this sword, but obviously even if it has any more impact, they don't dare to come over and fight!

It's just strong, and it's cunning, as if it's an old monster, how can other people play?

Everyone ran wildly, and they didn't dare to stay here anymore, and went straight to the direction of the exit.

......

And the killing black sword, after a moment of flickering light, finally moved, breaking into the abyss below.

In the depths of the abyss, as if they had been summoned, one by one the shadow sword spirits shone brightly, gathering from all directions, in the direction of the killing black sword.

Snort -

After the killing black sword approached, as if it had gone crazy, it frantically slashed and killed those shadow sword spirits, those shadow sword spirits, and let it slash and kill without a little resistance.

If the sword spirit water bursts out, it is strangely attached to the sword body of the killing black sword, as if it is washing and wiping it.

These ghost sword spirits, I don't know how many there are, come in an endless stream, as if slaves were beheaded by kings, and let the killing black sword slaughter.

This scene, unless I saw it with my own eyes, I am afraid that few people believe it.

As the slashing progressed, the flickering light of the killing black sword obviously began to stabilize a few points.

And to be completely stable, I'm afraid it will take a while.

......

Fang Junmei and the others, put down everything and went straight to the direction of the entrance.

Afar.

The light that came out of the entrance was already shining through.

Like the light of hope, it guided the two, bringing light and warmth, and the two of them sped up a little.

Whew!

Finally, the two of them exited the entrance.

As soon as he went out, there were a large number of eyes shooting, all of them monks who had not entered.

"This guy is—"

Someone saw Fang Jun's eyebrows and was stunned, but he only said half of the words.

"If you want to die, run!"

After the two of them came out, Fang Junmei left a cold word, and continued to fly away, looking at many monks inexplicably.

"Where did these two guys come from, they are a little bolder. ”

"That's right, isn't it just those Shadow Sword Spirits who have opened their minds? ”

Someone began to talk about it, and his tone was extremely disdainful.

Of course, no one left, and everyone continued to wait, after all, there was a monk from the late stage of the ancestral aperture like Zi Tianyang who had entered.

......

More than half an hour passed.

Several voices suddenly came from the direction of Jian Luo Yuan!

There was the rumbling sound of a fight.

There was a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

There were even more terrible screams.

And these voices are getting closer and closer, as if they are all coming closer in the direction of the entrance, which makes people's hearts sink when they hear it.

......

Everyone looked at each other for a while, but their divine senses looked at it, but they were only a few miles away, and they couldn't see anything.

After a while, I finally saw the first monk, rushing in the direction of the entrance, it was a monk who looked like a middle-aged man in the early stage of the ancestral knot, with a gloomy face, and his forehead was full of sweat, as if he was at the speed of life and death, flying in the direction of the entrance.

"Fellow Daoist, what's going on?"

Someone asked aloud.

The middle-aged man didn't say a word, and rushed straight over.

Swish!

Finally, after exiting the entrance, he broke through the sky, and after breaking into the sky, he still didn't say a word and fled into the distance.

At this moment, everyone's expressions froze, knowing that something bigger must have happened inside.

"Could it be that there are terrible monsters in those shadow sword spirits?"

"Or who's killing in there?"

"Master Zi has all gone in, can't he still suppress it? What is there to worry about!"

The crowd was talking again.

But there are still monks who are timid and have a low realm, and they began to sweep into the distance first, only watching the movement here with their divine senses, these monks are all monks who have come to fight the sword and spiritual water.

As for those guardian monks, they naturally didn't dare to leave easily.

After everyone looked at each other, their eyes fell on the mid-stage Ancestral Cultivator who had been fighting against Zi Tianyang before, Xingchen.

"The old man goes in to see what is strange, you wait for a good life to guard here, if there is danger, leave immediately, don't stay longer. ”

After Xingchen groaned slightly, he said categorically.

This old man's fierce spirit is vicious, but he takes care of these juniors.

When everyone heard this, they nodded hurriedly.

Yukitomi flew in.

......

Only flew out of a dozen miles away, and saw a black and white figure, flapping its wings in the clouds, sweeping wildly, it was the sword drawn boy.

This personable genius monk now did not have that calm appearance, and flew towards the entrance almost through gritted teeth, his gaze so solemn that he could not be more serious.

"Shaohai, what happened?"

Seeing this, Xingchen hurriedly shouted.

"Uncle Shi, there's a strange sword chasing me from behind, help me block it!"

The Drawn Sword Boy shouted and flew towards him.

"Where's Senior Brother Tianyang?"

Xingchen asked, he really flew over to rescue, in addition to being a little warm-hearted, but also because this sword drawing boy is a monk who is focused on cultivating in the sect, and his status is quite high, so he can't make a mistake.

"We're separated, and he should be still behind. ”

The boy who drew the sword said.

is also treacherous and cunning, if it is said that Zi Tianyang has been killed, the custodian Xingchen should hesitate, maybe he will immediately turn around and flee.

Whew!

The figure of the two people, a mistake.

Xingchen finally saw the killing black sword that chased and killed the sword boy, and almost instantly, his eyes lit up.