With a bang, the rope wrapped around Yan Le's body was shattered and broken by a coffin that suddenly appeared behind her, turning into sections and falling to the ground, and the female cultivator of the ethereal door, seeing this, exclaimed, and then had a gloomy face, this is the magic weapon lent to her by her master, and it is also the best magic weapon the day after tomorrow, which makes her hate it very much, and her heart is also uneasy for a while, I don't know if it is the reason for the damage of the magic weapon, or the reason for the person who was surrounded and killed by them in the distance.

At the same time, all the monks also looked at what was happening in front of them with shocked expressions.

I saw Yan Le's long silver-white hair dancing wildly in the air, and the sword behind him was inserted in the coffin, leaving only the weapon with the hilt on the outside, which was extremely obvious, not only that, but the scene of black, corpses all over the field, and rivers of blood flowing, like a death-like breath, eroded the minds of everyone present, and the aura permeating the air also became manic at this moment, which made people even more frightened.

As Yan Le opened his eyes, a blood-red mark appeared on his forehead that made them shudder, and the five beams of light that had already come to shoot were also blocked by Yan Le's coffin giant sword, as if a transparent light shield was protecting, making it difficult for that divine power to impact when this light curtain rippled layer by layer.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the five beams of light that had been stagnant in the air disappeared and turned into five silver needles, dripping on the stone rocks on the ground, making a clanging sound.

"The treasure in his hand must have just been obtained in the mountain spring."

"At first glance, this thing is not ordinary, it must be an innate magic weapon, and it may be of a higher grade."

"Yes, this person just used duplicity, and he used it under the threat of his life"

Everyone who was present shouted after seeing the strange scene just now, if Yan Le easily defused the blow just now, the situation might get better, after all, a person has an innate magic weapon in his hand, and there is also a bit of a threat to them, so it's strange that after Yan Le took that blow, a large amount of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph, this person was devoured by the treasure, he really deserved it, if he just handed over this thing, we wouldn't embarrass you, now that you have an enmity with us, and you have killed so many of our senior brothers, you can't leave if you want to, even if you have an innate magic weapon."

"Yes, people like him don't deserve to have innate magic weapons"

Yan Le didn't expect that his subconscious move just now would let the qi and blood in his body gush out uncontrollably, although he secretly swallowed a big mouthful, but there was still some blood flowing out of his mouth, although he was fine, but for himself at this time, it was like adding insult to injury.

He didn't expect that he would succeed in pulling out the coffin giant sword suddenly, you must know that he didn't pull it out when he was gathering the fifth layer of the spirit, although there was a part of the reason for this action and strength, but he never thought that the giant sword would be so heavy, he thought that it would be a few hundred catties at most, but after pulling it out, he found that the weight was almost ten times that of his guess, so the scene in front of him appeared.

Yan Le took a deep breath, ignoring the threatening words in his ears, under the induction of his mind, the coffin giant sword seemed to be alive, making a buzzing sound, as if he was cheering something, that kind of blood-related feeling, in Yan Le's heart, could not be shaken away, and the coffin he was carrying behind him was so light that he could hardly feel his existence, but that kind of cold breath kept telling Yan Le that he was behind him.

After half a ring, Yan Le had already adapted to the sword in his hand, although it weighed thousands of catties, but for Yan Le, who had reached the foundation building period, it was still acceptable, but the vague and incomprehensible, soul-consuming lines on the sword body were black and constantly churning, even under this dark sky, it was extremely dazzling.

"Don't talk about revenge, want to rob the treasure in my hand, and see if you have such a skill"

After Yan Le finished speaking, he didn't think about it, he picked up the giant sword that was inserted on the ground, one meter long and two inches wide, and ran to the place behind him, although he had just summoned the coffin giant sword, but for Yan Le, who was still in the early stage of foundation building, it was just one more powerful weapon, if he really thought that with the coffin giant sword, he could kill the more than twenty monks who had already stepped into the foundation building period with half a foot, and two monks who were already in the foundation building period, then Yan Le would not be far from death.

"Chase, as long as you kill him, the innate magic weapon is ours"

The proud young man shouted, and it was imperative to snatch the things in Yan Le's hands in his heart, there was something called desire in his heart, which constantly eroded his mind, telling him that with the innate magic weapon, he could also seek revenge on that person.

"With this thing, my chances of survival will be much greater, although this is a bit provocative, but under the threat of life, I can only do this, misunderstanding is misunderstanding, planting is planting, as long as you dare to come, I dare to kill"

Thinking of this, Yan Le looked back and saw that the many monks chasing behind him, if there was no such thing, he was afraid that he would have fallen under the rope just now.

He sneered, shook his head, and just as Yan Le turned around, more than a dozen strands of divine power with different lusters suddenly shot out from behind him, hitting him.

And the female cultivator of the ethereal door shouted loudly: "Aurora Technique", a pillar of light as thick as a waist, shot straight at Yan Le in the blink of an eye.

Yan Le didn't think about it, he lifted the coffin giant sword in his hand, as if he had practiced it thousands of times, slashed on the ground, and then his wrist was forced, and he picked it up violently, and a human-high crescent-shaped sword qi, like the back of a shark in the sea, rushed from the ground to the monks chasing behind him, and where he passed, the flowers and trees were all broken, and even the pillar of light with a thick waist and a blue glow was split from the sword qi by the sword qi, and it hit several beams of light on the way, and the power was weakened.

But there were still a few beams of light from the side that rushed to Yan Le.

In a hurry, without thinking too much, Yan Le hurriedly lay on the ground and rolled on the spot, dodging the attacks of the two beams, while the other four beams, respectively, blocked Yan Le's way out in all directions, and rushed at a very fast speed, and hit his body when he saw it.

Yan Le was ruthless, and when he was dodging the other three divine powers, he was pierced by this relatively weak beam of light from his shoulder, and a sharp pain also spread from his right arm to his whole body, and his mind was also in a trance under these blows.

"Injured, rush, as long as you kill this person, treasure materials, everything"

Looking at the long-bearded old man with a sinister smile on his face and shouting loudly, the proud young man secretly snorted coldly, and hurriedly said: "I promise, no matter who it is, as long as whoever kills the killing god Yan Le first, I will give him one of the three meteorites in his hand."

Holding the shocking wound next to him, Yan Le hurriedly took out several Blood Clotting Pills from the storage bag, swallowed them, and then took out a few Hui Qi Pills and ate them, in that situation just now, if you hesitate, you would basically die, and when the Sky Devouring Giant Sword used that sword qi, the spiritual power in Yan Le's body was suddenly sucked away by one-tenth, which shows that the powerful sword qi cannot be used all the time.

Yan Le scolded secretly, even if he wanted to block with the giant sword just now, he was not in a hurry, although the blood on his shoulder was stopped by the blood condensation pill he had eaten, but the wound that had passed through it could not heal, and the severe pain also hit his heart one after another, and Yan Le, who had been gritting his teeth and enduring, was a little unable to hold on.

He couldn't shout, and he didn't dare to shout, because he knew that as long as he couldn't endure this torturous pain, then the faith he had gathered and the momentum on his body would also collapse under this shout, leaving him with a weak feeling that he only wanted to faint and pass away.

Raising his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat, Yan Le had a calm face, looking at the monk who rushed towards him under the promise of the proud young man, as if he was crazy because of the stimulation of the meteorite, Yan Le's heart was beating uneasily.