The Mortal Knife recovered from a serious injury, relying on Chen Weiming's delay, he finally had combat effectiveness, and at this moment, a death knife was killed, and the momentum soared. Don't say that the weapon is controlled, even under normal circumstances, Li Zuo in such a state is difficult to match without Qinglian Sword Song.

"Damn, you're fucking me!"

Li Zuo was furious and wanted to pull out the Qingfeng Sword. But Chen Weiming's face was resolute, holding the wind saw knife in both hands, clamping the sword body tightly, and the power of the wind was like a rope entangled. He has exhausted his strength, this is his last chance, and he is not willing to let it go.

With the eye of breaking the delusion and preserving the truth, he can see the surroundings more realistically, and in the face of the weight of the soil road pattern, he cannot enter the Daming Palace, but he can see the situation on the Xuanwu Gate clearly.

The Blade has not fully recovered from its injuries, but it has recovered more than half of it. In this state, he could have made a fight, but he didn't do it.

If you can't kill Li Zuo, you have to die, Chen Weiming believes that the Mortal Sword is not cowardly, but waiting for an opportunity. Li Zuo focused all his attention on himself, ignoring the person who was seriously injured by him with the Qinglian Sword Song. As long as he creates an opportunity, the Mortal Knife will definitely make a move.

At that moment, many thoughts flashed in his heart, and he made such a decision, and Li Zuo really hit the plan.

Cultivating the Dao pattern of the sword, unless it is to reach some kind of legendary realm, you can do without a sword, otherwise losing the sword is like a tiger without minions, and the combat power will be lost at least seventy.

Li Zuo was furious, seeing that the Qingfeng Sword could not be drawn, and the Immortal Sword had already been killed, in desperation, he could only abandon the long sword in his hand and prepare to retreat.

In the eyes of the delusional and true, the other party's true strength can be seen clearly, and he already knows Li Zuo's thoughts. The moment the other party let go of the hilt of the sword, Chen Weiming stepped forward and grabbed his clothes.

"Get out of here!"

Li Zuo was shocked, and a punch blasted out, with a slight sword aura, which hit Chen Weiming's chest, and the blood in his mouth sprayed wildly.

"Die!"

Chen Weiming drank violently, grabbed it to death, his face was bloody, hideous and terrifying, as if he was ready to die together.

"You damn mouse!"

Li Zuo's face was afraid, his previous bearing was gone, no one was not afraid of death, and when he was at the end of his rope, he would become hysterical.

The knife of death broke through the air, full of killing intent, and when he saw that the prince of the Tang Kingdom was about to die in the hands of the sword of the underworld. Suddenly, a terrifying aura appeared out of thin air, and then someone said in a deep voice: "It's better to hold it up!"

Immediately, a wave of true qi struck, bounced Chen Weiming away, swung the dark knife away, and then rolled Li Zuo towards the sky.

It seems to be an understatement, but it easily defuses all the situations. In the face of that wisp of true qi, Chen Weiming and the Immortal Sword were like ants, and there was no way at all.

Half-kneeling on the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood, Chen Weiming looked up and saw a middle-aged man in green clothes floating in the sky, wearing a hat and a solemn face. Holding Li Zuo in one hand, he pressed the long sword at his waist with the other.

Strong...... Judging from the true qi in the other party's body, Chen Weiming could only feel this one word, this was probably a terrifying master whose strength was only stronger than that of the Shadow One.

The other party should have arrived a long time ago and peeked secretly, so Li Zuo suddenly became like he was in control of the victory.

Who is this man and why is he here...... How do you deal with it...... Chen Weiming instantly flashed a bunch of thoughts in his mind, but in the end, he helplessly analyzed that he had no choice, if the other party wanted to kill him, it was just a matter of raising his hand.

"Let go of me, let go of me, I'm going to kill him, kill him!"

Li Zuo struggled hard, staring at Chen Weiming's eyes as red as blood, full of hatred. He thought that he would leave the West Sea Continent with a proud attitude, but he didn't expect to be so embarrassed by this mouse. He regarded himself as the successor of Li Qinglian, how could he bear it.

"Why fight for the length of this day!" the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi said in a deep voice: "Ask how many people in the world have never lost......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard Li Zuo roar wildly: "Li Qinglian, Li Qinglian has never lost!"

Li Qinglian has never lost, and as Li Qinglian's successor, he naturally can't lose. Although the last threat of death was the attack of the Dark Knife, he felt that he had lost in the hands of Chen Weiming, and he was unwilling.

Li Qinglian ...... That's a special situation!" The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi shook his head: "Hysteria is a loss of grace, he will never be like this! Losing once is not a big deal, remember this feeling today, and don't appear again in the future." The reason why I didn't kill him is because I want you to win it back for yourself in the future. ”

"When he leaves the West Sea Continent, you have a chance to meet him. Now that the Tang Kingdom is gone, let's go!"

As he spoke, he had to leave in the wind.

Suddenly, there was a whirring wind sound from all directions, and hundreds of figures rushed from all directions, all dressed in black with a powerful aura, all of them were old killers of Yanyun Pavilion. These old killers were only secretly observing the situation in the West Sea Continent on weekdays, and when they found out about the invasion of foreign enemies, they naturally took action in person.

"Who dares to come to the hinterland of my Yanyun Pavilion to make a mistake!" someone let out a deep sigh and raised his hand to kill him.

This is an old killer in the empty underworld, with strong strength, not to mention that in the West Sea Continent, he is a famous person in the outside world.

"I didn't want to kill anyone, but since you want to find it yourself, it's no wonder that I'm going to do it!"

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi snorted coldly, raised his hand, the long sword at his waist was unsheathed, the cold light was shining, and the blue light was bursting, there was no doubt that this was by no means an ordinary weapon, but a rare divine weapon.

"Hidden Sword...... You are from Lumen Mountain!"

An old killer recognized this divine weapon, and immediately exclaimed, seemingly in disbelief.

"That's right, but it doesn't make much sense!"

The people of Lumen Mountain snorted lightly, the long sword in his hand shook, and a circle of cyan sword light swung out like an arc of light, killing in all directions. It was so fast that it was unreactive. In the blink of an eye, the arc light dissipated, as if time had stood still, and hundreds of figures were stunned, and then they all fell rapidly like grasshoppers after autumn.

In the eyes of the delusional and true, the energy in everyone's body quickly dissipated, it was not a spell, but ...... He is already dead, and his true qi is flowing with the power of life.

It's just a sword in hand, it's so terrifying, who is this Lumen Mountain man who came to help Li Zuo...... Chen Weiming's eyes widened in disbelief.

This sword is enough to show how terrifying this person is, don't talk about other people, just say that the leader, but in the realm of the Void Netherworld, the powerhouse who is extremely close to the peak of the cultivation world can't even stop the opponent's sword.

When will you get to that point...... At this moment, Chen Weiming felt envy in his heart.

"The people of Lumen Mountain are here, they have never greeted them from afar, and they are still looking at Haihan!"

With a loud shout, the sky and the earth suddenly darkened, as if night had fallen, and a figure broke through the sky again, shrouded in black air. Judging from the Dao pattern, it is the real master of the West Sea Continent...... The Shadow Side.