The blue-robed man naturally knew about these things, since the day he entered the mountain gate of the Biyou Sect, he knew which force the absolute overlord of this area was, and the elders of the sect often told them to be cautious, and they must not be out of the way, let alone provoke the disciples of the absolute dominant force.

At this moment, the man in the green robe was chased and killed by more than a dozen people on the other side, he was already desperate, and he never thought that anyone would be able to save him.

After all, nearly a thousand people from the top and bottom of his Biyou Sect were basically all killed by the other party, and only a few people, including him, escaped with their lives under the desperate protection of the elders of the sect. Of course, this is only temporary, although he has been galloping all the way west for half a month after escaping from Biyou Sect, he is just a remnant, and today he is still going to be caught up by the other party, and then he will be wiped out here.

As soon as he thought of this, the man in the green robe was even more sad and angry, eager to roar the sky to express his resentment in his chest. In the past half a month, he has been as tired as a lost dog, but the other party has bitten very tightly, and has not relaxed the pursuit of him at all, and he still catches up with him unrelentingly after tens of millions of miles, intending to kill him. Every time he thinks of half a month ago, nearly a thousand people from the Biyou Sect all died tragically under the other party's butcher's knife, watching his lovely and amiable elders being ruthlessly slaughtered, and seeing his senior brothers and sisters being beaten one by one, his heart hurts to the point of bleeding. At that time, he hated himself so much, hated that he had no absolute strength, that he could not turn the tide and save the sect from destruction, and that he could not protect the elders of the sect and his fellow brothers and sisters.

However, even though he had a thousand kinds of resentment, when he thought of the other party's huge power background, a sense of powerlessness and frustration arose. He knew that even if he was given another 100,000 million years, he would never have the ability to fight the enemy.

Now, it's too late to say anything, and the other party has already started to kill all the people of Biyou Sect half a month ago, and several fish that escaped from the net, including him, have also died one by one in the pursuit of the other party. Now, he, the last descendant of the Biyou Sect, will also die in the Endless Sea. From then on, there was no name and successor of Biyou Sect in this immortal world.

The distance of thousands of miles, for the monks whose strength has reached the late stage of the Heavenly Immortals, it is only a distance that can be reached in an instant, although the blue-robed man used a secret method to stimulate his potential at this time, and ran wildly while the corners of his mouth gushed with blood, but in the end, because of the huge consumption, it was already the end of the strong crossbow, so he was quickly caught up by the dozen or so monks of the late stage of the Heavenly Immortals wearing uniform clothes.

More than a dozen figures flashed and soon formed a circle to surround the green-robed man in the middle, everyone looked at the green-robed man in the circle with a sneer, the long sword behind him burst out and hummed gently, the immortal qi surged wildly, and the murderous aura shrouded the green-robed man. One of the dozen or so people was a middle-aged man with a resolute face like a knife, he held one hand behind him and the other stretched out to point at the man in the green robe, his eyes were full of banter and disdain, and he opened his mouth like a cat and mouse: "Little miscellaneous pieces, you keep running! Aren't you quite capable of running? We have been chasing you for half a month, why don't you run now? If you know each other, you can kill you by the neck, and we can take your head and go back to the deacon to get your life!"

The blue-robed man's eyes were full of despair, and he glanced at the dozen or so monks around him with hatred on his face, and the flames of anger and hatred in his eyes were like monstrous waves. Since he was already besieged in the middle, he simply stopped escaping, and immediately stood quietly above the sea, stretched out his hand to hold his medium-grade immortal weapon, Biyou Sword, pinched the sword trick with one hand, and held the turquoise fairy sword in the other, and drew several swords in front of him, and shouted coldly: "Even if I Yuntao will die today, then I will pull one or two cushions before I die, which of you is willing to go to Huangquan with me?

The blue-robed man named Yuntao was also an extremely excellent third-generation disciple when he was in the Biyou Sect, with the cultivation of the late stage of the Heavenly Immortals, and he was even given a medium-grade immortal sword and a medium-grade immortal armor by the master's fancies, which can be described as extremely favored. It is precisely because of this that at this moment, when Yuntao was preparing to fight back frantically in despair, he had the confidence to say that he wanted to pull a few cushions. After all, the dozen or so people on the other side are just ordinary disciples, although they all have the cultivation of the late stage of the Heavenly Immortals, and they also have medium-grade immortal weapons, but they have no defensive magic weapons. If Yun Tao detonated himself in desperation or fought back with his life, he would be able to pull one or two pads even though he would die.

Hmph, the little miscellaneous thinks about it beautifully, and wants to pull us on our backs, are you qualified?" One of the monks among the dozen or so people immediately shouted coldly with disdain on his face, and then with a wave of his hand, he ordered more than a dozen disciples to take out the Songwen sword behind his back and attack Yuntao. For a while, more than a dozen dazzling sword lights lit up, and the extremely powerful more than a dozen sword lights suddenly formed a huge sword net above the sea, carrying an incomparable sharp sword qi towards Yun Tao's head, and he was about to split his body.

Yun Tao looked up to the sky without fear and roared, his eyes suddenly turned red, as if he had gone crazy, and a circle of cyan brilliance rose around his body, which was the middle grade immortal armor protecting his body. He held the Biyou Sword in both hands, and his body turned hundreds of times in an instant, and the Biyou Sword easily cut tens of thousands of brilliant sword rays in an instant, and suddenly up and down, left and right, intertwined a circle of impermeable sword nets around his body, and collided fiercely with the attacks of the dozen or so people.

The blazing white brilliance and the cyan sword slammed together, suddenly stirring up the brilliant brilliance in the sky, dazzling and dazzling, and the incomparable sword qi overflowed in all directions, stirring up the wild waves of the sea thousands of feet away.

In the midst of the devastation of the library that people dare not look at, there were bursts of jingling crisp sounds, and I saw several figures flying outward almost at the same time, and a slip of blood bloomed in the brilliance, poignant and dazzling.

After the brilliance dissipated, you could see that Yun Tao, who was originally in the encirclement, flew upside down and flew out of the circle, falling out of the circle, he spurted out several mouthfuls of blood in a row, his face was like gold paper, and his body was trembling. His right hand holding the sword was still shaking violently, blood was constantly dripping from the palm of his hand, and he stretched out his left hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked fiercely and gloomily at a dozen people hundreds of feet away. I didn't expect these dozen guys to have some tricks, I thought I could take the opportunity to kill or severely injure two or three people, but I didn't expect to be blocked by them, only slightly injured three.

Although the dozen or so people joined forces to attack, they hit Yun Tao with a single move and flew out with serious injuries, and their bodies were covered with hundreds of sword marks, large and small, but there were also two or three disciples who were carelessly cut by Yun Tao's Biyou Sword with more than a dozen scars. However, Yun Tao is now at the end of the crossbow, and it is impossible for him to make such a powerful attack again, so what awaits him is still death, and there is no possibility of survival.

"Little crumb, you dare to resist and hurt me, you really damn it, I must peel your skin and cramp your heart and bones!" The middle-aged man gently stretched out his hand to wipe a few drops of blood from his cheeks, his bloodthirsty eyes became even colder, and then he waved his hand again and rushed towards Yuntao with more than a dozen disciples.

"My life is on hold!" Yun Tao only felt that the sky was spinning for a while, and the immortal yuan power in the body could not be mentioned at all, and he wanted to severely damage two or three more enemies before he died, but he lacked the skills to return to the sky. So far, he can only use his last trick, that is, self-explosion! Only in this way can he bite off a few pieces of meat from the other party before he dies! He has long hated the other party to the bone, and even if he dies, he will bite off a few pieces of the other party's meat! The strength of the late stage of the Tianxian has exploded, even the strong people in the early stage of Da Luo Jinxian will be injured, and these dozen people will definitely be killed by the self-explosion today!

A resentful smile flashed on Yun Tao's face, as if he was crazy looking at the dozen or so figures rushing towards him, his eyes were in a trance, and he was frantically moving and exploding, while flashing all kinds of past events in this life in his mind. At the moment when he was about to move, the corners of his mouth moved slightly when he was dying, and he muttered to himself: "Little junior sister, I'm here to accompany you." ”

Scenes of the past, pictures flashed in Yuntao's mind like a horse, and many joys, sorrows, and joys of this life surged in his heart from time to time. At this moment, how much he misses the jade brewed immortal wine made by his little sister, how much he misses the smile of his little sister Ruhua, the ardent care of his master and the support of many senior brothers. At the moment before the self-explosion, he had only one thought: "In the next life, I will still be a disciple of the Biyou Sect, I will work harder to cultivate and protect my Biyou Sect!

However, at this moment, when Yun Tao, whose eyes were blurred and gradually blurred, turned his head to look at the endless sea, he saw that in the white clouds, under the bright sun, two figures suddenly appeared in front of him. I don't know if it's an illusion, Yun Tao seems to have suddenly seen the little junior sister he thought about towards the curtain, the slim and graceful woman.

"Could it be that this is a dream? Didn't the little junior sister already blow herself up?" The corners of Yun Tao's mouth twitched slightly, trying to open his eyes, and then look at the little junior sister seriously and carefully for the last time, but he couldn't see it clearly anyway, he only felt that the sun was shining brightly, and that figure was about to be beautiful but not real. Yun Tao's face showed a heartfelt smile, his eyes were full of affection and pity, and even made him forget the heart-rending pain caused by the fierce and rampaging Immortal Yuan Force in his body at this time.

However, who is the person next to the little junior sister? Why can't he always see clearly? I can't see his true face clearly, I can only see that he is a handsome young man, dressed in a white robe, and his temperament is elegant. Yun Tao's mind flashed with all kinds of thoughts, and after thinking for a moment, he still couldn't remember who this young man was. ！~！

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