The powerful momentum firmly locked Yin Tianfang, and the dazzling purple sword light illuminated this dim space, and the fierce sword qi filled the void.

"Boy, I'll see where you're running this time!" The middle-aged man showed a sinister smile on his face, raised his hand and pointed suddenly, and the purple giant sword slashed down.

Yin Tianfang's expression was solemn, the spiritual power in his body surged, and he looked at the purple giant sword, his eyes narrowed slightly. The purple giant sword was getting closer and closer to Yin Tianfang, and the pressure was getting bigger and bigger. Seeing that the giant sword was about to fall on the top of Yin Tianfang's head, a muffled sound came from Yin Tianfang's body, and at the last moment, Yin Tianfang's body broke through the blockade of the giant sword's momentum and moved sideways a foot away.

A foot away, not very long, but enough to avoid the greatsword's attack.

Rumble!

The purple giant sword slashed down close to Yin Tianfang's side, and a roar erupted, and when the earth flew, and under the sweep of the air waves, a figure was swept out in embarrassment.

Poof!

The blood couldn't stop coming out of Yin Tianfang's mouth, Yin Tianfang at this moment can be described as extremely miserable, the purple giant sword was cut out by the middle-aged man's condensation of the whole body cultivation, and its destructive power was so strong that even if he was also a strong person in the early stage of foundation building, he did not dare to take a sword.

Although Yin Tianfang was not killed by this sword, this sword was close to his side and slashed on the ground, and the huge power made Yin Tianfang, who was very close, extremely traumatized.

However, although he was seriously injured, his life was saved. However, this is not enough, the middle-aged man must die, he will not die, Yin Tianfang is sure, even if he escapes to the ends of the earth, the middle-aged man will not let go.

A golden light pressed against the ground, silently approaching the middle-aged man. At this moment, the middle-aged man's attention was all on Yin Tianfang, and when he saw Yin Tianfang avoid his strongest blow, the middle-aged man's face also showed a look of astonishment.

"You won't even die like this, but you, who are seriously injured, will eventually die at my hands. The middle-aged man said with a cruel smile. As soon as his figure moved, just as he was about to rush towards Yin Tianfang, the golden sword suddenly soared, and with a fierce aura, it stabbed at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's expression changed drastically, and a chill ran down his spine. Without looking back, he turned around to avoid the sharp blow, but he was a step too late. The small golden sword pierced the middle-aged man's chest, bringing up a wisp of blood.

"Poof!" a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the middle-aged man looked down at the wound on his chest, with a look of confusion and unwillingness in his eyes. He never thought that at the last moment, he would still be plotted by Yin Tianfang.

And this time, it was a fatal blow.

He should have thought that it was not the first time that Yin Tianfang had used this method. For the first time in the Demon Vine Forest, the golden sword was buried in the ground. The second time was at the entrance to the valley, and this time, it was the same as the previous two times.

"You ......" the middle-aged man opened his mouth, and blood poured out of his mouth, making him speechless.

"Are you trying to ask me when I hid the flying sword? Actually, when I landed, I had already hidden the flying sword. If there were no traps, do you think I would be standing here waiting for you to come?" Yin Tianfang struggled to get up from the ground, and at this moment, his face was extremely pale.

"You've been chasing me for so long, you're ruthless enough. Yin Tianfang said indifferently, raised his hand and pointed, and the golden flying sword stabbed at the middle-aged man again.

The middle-aged man's heart had already been pierced by a small golden sword, and blood continued to flow. He could clearly feel that the vitality in his body was slowly passing away.

But there was nothing he could do to stop that from happening. Even if the little golden sword stabbed again, he was powerless to dodge.

After a few breaths, there were a few more holes in the middle-aged man's body again, and blood was gurgling. The middle-aged man was half-kneeling on the ground, and blood kept pouring out of his mouth. looked up at Yin Tianfang, with monstrous hatred in his eyes.

Bang! The middle-aged man's body fell heavily to the ground, his eyes wide open, and his breath was completely gone. He never thought that he would die in the hands of Yin Tianfang in the end.

Watching the middle-aged man die, Yin Tianfang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. This relaxation, the heavy injury in the body suddenly erupted, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and as soon as his eyes were dark, he fainted.

In the quiet of the ruins of the jungle, a gray-black mist lingers. As night falls, the stars shine from the sky and shine on the temple. The whole hall is like a silver veil.

The ancient trees are towering to the sky, swaying in the night wind, like ghosts, and look extremely terrifying. The sound of Suosuo sounded throughout the ruins, and figures crawled out of the ground and walked towards the main hall.

A moment later, around the pit where the main hall was located, there were figures standing around. In the night, many of these figures were fleshless skeletons, and only a few still looked like people, but the skin on their bodies was shriveled and lackluster. They are no longer people, but dead things. There was a strong aura of death on his body.

At a glance, it is dense and extremely terrifying. They came to the pit and stood around it, but none of them came to the bottom of it.

Falling to their knees, they bowed to the main hall, and faintly, a voice sounded in the night, like the sound of prayer.

"Squeak" The ancient hall has been sealed for endless years, and at this moment, the heavy hall door slowly opened. Although it was night, inside the main hall, it was bright.

Countless night pearls are inlaid in the eyes of the main hall, dotted with stars, like the stars above the sky. At the top of the main hall, on top of the huge throne, a figure lay reclining, one hand supporting its head, and its eyes slightly closed, as if asleep.

It was a man who did not look very old. Snow-white robe, fair face, long hair but crimson, the whole person is full of a sense of strangeness.

The moment the door of the main hall opened, there seemed to be a sigh, which crossed the long river of time and reverberated in the sky above this palace.

"Rustling ......" The sound of slight footsteps came, and in the darkness, a person appeared in front of the main hall. Although this person stood in the moonlight, it looked like a black shadow, and he could only vaguely see the outline, but he couldn't see his face clearly. Standing in front of the main hall, he seems to be looking into the main hall. After a while, he walked towards the unconscious Yin Tianfang, picked Yin Tianfang up from the ground, and a cloud of black mist shrouded this person and Yin Tianfang. The black fog slowly dissipated, and the figures of the two disappeared.

Inside the main hall, the red-haired man was still reclining on the throne. For a long time, it was as if another soft sigh drifted over the ruins with the wind. The door of the main hall slowly closed, and the main hall returned to its former appearance, shimmering with a faint dark gold in the moonlight.