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The tall man saw Mo Xiaohong's sword slashing towards the elegant young man!

In the constriction of his pupils, he roared madly: No!!

If you lose your third brother, you can't lose your second brother, you can't!

They depended on each other for their lives, and they finally fought hard to find their own power in the Yin Ghost Sect! They finally got to where they are today!

Having lost the protection of their father since childhood, only they know how much they have suffered!

turned around violently, and no longer cared about killing Liu Yun, who had a weak breath of life as if he would die at any time, and left everything around him!

The bloody handprints that covered the sky burst out in an instant, desperately hitting Mo Xiaohong!

Bloody Hand of the Corpse!

Lin Tianfan's eyes looked at the tall man coldly, and the sword momentum unfolded instantly, and all the anger, killing intent, and hatred erupted with the sword momentum.

Chop the spring aftermath!

Space shatters, time stands still, these two forces collide wildly, and bite wildly!

The sea was as calm as death in an instant, without the slightest ripple, without the slightest wave, and the next moment, the next moment it burst wildly, countless water droplets splashed, under the sun, colorful, colorful and bleeding-like bewitching!

The tall man roared wildly, his eyes dripping with blood, and he watched Mo Xiaohong's sword approach the elegant young man inch by inch, like a deep and dark sense of despair like the Nine Hells rushing up layer upon layer.

Weakness, at this moment, there is only deep powerlessness in his heart!

Mo Xiaohong's sword light was reflected in his pupils, and the cold chill made his heart cold.

The bloody handprint and the blue light at the tip of the sword were instantly entangled, and the qi waves, the qi waves that stirred the clouds in the sky frantically pushed away!

It was at this moment, between this lightning and fire, that a whirlpool on the deep sea rolled up wildly, and the suction, the fierce suction instantly covered everyone above!

The Qi Practitioner who was a little closer was instantly sucked into the whirlpool, and disappeared without a trace, except for the death screams that remained in the air, except for the faint blood color in the whirlpool, there was nothing left, nothing remained.

When Xiao Yifeng was in Lin Tianfan's spare time, he flew towards Liu Yun, who was constantly falling, he wanted to save the little junior brother, he must!

He was close to Liu Yun, he was very close to Liu Yun, as if he could grab it as soon as he stretched out his hand, he saw the painful expression on Liu Yun's face, and he saw Liu Yun still smiling at him far-fetched.

He stretched out his hand and gently tugged at Liu Yun's clothes, as long as he pulled a belt, he could take out his own pill to heal Liu Yun's injuries.

A strong suction force suddenly struck from below! This suction force was so strong, he pulled Liu Yun's shirt and pulled it hard to his side, pulling! However, it was not Liu Yun's vitality that was pulled, but an even more eerie and cold despair!

The cracking sound of the snorting cloth sounded softly but so harshly in his hand!

Xiao Yifeng stared blankly at the remaining rag in his hand, and stared blankly at Liu Yun's body that was thrown towards the crazy whirlpool below!

Blood instantly filled his eyes! He raised his head to the sky and roared, his terrible voice more poignant than the old ape's night cry!

No one would believe that Liu Yun, who was seriously injured and dying, would survive the whirlpool like a meat grinder below!

Resisting the suction below, Xiao Yifeng turned around and rushed towards the tall man with difficulty but madness!

Mo Xiaohong's body trembled fiercely!

The violent suction instantly enveloped him, and this suction force was several times, dozens of times more violent than everyone present!

He looked at the elegant young man in front of him, he looked at the elegant young man with boundless horror in his eyes, and his unwillingness filled every corner of his body!

The sword couldn't stab anymore, the tip of the sword trembled, screaming sadly, this demon who almost killed himself several times, why, why can he still live!

The irresistible suction pulled his body and threw it towards the whirlpool!

People in the fierce battle will not find out who is missing here, where those people have gone, they only care about the enemy in front of them, the enemy does not die, and the battle does not stop!

All grievances and hatreds, all sorrows and despairs, will eventually disappear in battle, and the dead will have to forget, and the living may forget, or they may be confused, but they will never still be sad about the sorrows of the past.

For a long time, for a long time, until the afterglow of the sunset has ended, until the night is covered with layers, the stars are dotted, and the moon in the sea is slightly swaying with the waves, clear and cool.

The sea calmed down, the mirage vanished, the whirlpool vanished, the qi practitioner left, the last bit of crimson blood was diluted by the sea, and the tranquility quietly fell into a deep sleep like a lullaby.

At the top of Mount Tai, the eight peak masters, heard the real people.

Lin Tianfan, Xiao Yifeng, and the other disciples on the peak who had participated in the battle of the sea market knelt on the ground.

Wen Dao Zhenren carefully counted the number of these people, over and over again, his eyes flashed with dark loneliness, and he named them one by one: Lin Tianfan!

Lin Tianfan, who was kneeling, immediately raised his head and replied: Here!

Wen Dao Zhenren glanced at him with relief and continued: Song Haolin.

Someone looked up and replied, and he continued to read: Sun Chenyu.

There was a dead silence all around, and the wind was blowing in the mountains.

Hearing the real person, he sighed and continued to read: Xiao Yifeng.

............

Every five hundred years, every five hundred years, there will be such a battle, not only to capture the treasure, but more importantly, to test the strength of each sect, which is an unspoken rule formed over countless years.

After hearing the name of the real person, he was silent for a long time, and suddenly his face turned sharp, and he said: You can know the mistake!

The disciples were shocked and did not dare to speak.

Smelling the real person's eyes, he said: "You and the others are fighting separately, if you can form a formation to resist the enemy, the demon road and the ghost road are small, and you can help you, how can you lose these many fellow doors! After returning to the peak, you will be severely punished!

At that time, the situation was extremely chaotic, and it was not at all that they could form a formation at all, so they could only find the nearest fellow door and fight the enemy together.

After he finished speaking, the disciples of each peak returned to their masters, Xiao Yifeng knelt on the ground, choked up, and said: The child is not filial, and he failed to take care of the little junior brother......

Xiao Tian looked at the clouds in the sky leisurely, his expression was deeply lonely and desolate, a thousand years ago, it was also in this sea market scramble, his junior brother fell, starting from the fall of that junior brother, in the following days, there were constantly senior brothers falling, the battle between good and evil, and the battle of demon suppression...... In the end, the gifted elder brother also died in the storm five hundred years ago.

Will this be the beginning for them, too?

Xiao Tian opened his mouth hoarsely and said: You go back to the mountain to practice hard, and the marriage with Nangong Weiwei should be put aside for a while. The vicissitudes of life, as if the voice of the old man who was about to die slowly spit out from Xiao Tian's mouth.

He said, as if muttering to himself: Maybe your little junior brother will survive, devouring the Sage Blood Jade, maybe he will survive.

They knew that only those with ancient bloodlines could enter the Sea Market.

Liu Yun gained the ancient bloodline, but he was also seriously injured. The crisis in the sea market is no weaker than the battle of Fang Cai.

Even stronger!

There, there is an even stronger undercurrent waiting for every Qi practitioner who enters it.

After Xiao Yifeng was reluctant to be seriously injured, Liu Yun entered the whirlpool leading to the sea market because of the crisis inside.

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