Above the sky, the dazzling blue light seems to be eternal.

The woman in blue who was holding the Cangli Divine Sword looked at everyone's stunned eyes, coldly, without a trace of emotion. It was as if the iceberg of a thousand years had suddenly melted, revealing that shocking and peerless face.

That glimpse, like a shock, swept through everyone's hearts, the trace of killing, the trace of anger, the trace of blood dizziness of the mind instantly seemed to be much clearer.

It's just that the eyes are too beautiful and beautiful, they are as cold as frost, but they imply a little coquettishness, a little resentment, a little ruthlessness, a little dust, that glance, it makes people feel as if they have seen through the entire sea and subverted the mulberry fields in the world.

It was the majestic and ghostly Cangli Divine Sword, which suddenly became much softer in that eye.

However, it was just an illusion, there was no shyness or gentleness at that glance, there was only a cold murderous aura and an innate coldness.

However, the woman in blue is so beautiful, just like the blue lotus flower blooming in this world, she was taken by the vicissitudes of life, even if she gets up and smells it, it is death, and she will have no regrets.

This seems to be the blue light that can break people's intestines, illuminating everyone's blood-like pupils, just like in the boundless darkness, a little of the most shining blue light is suddenly emitted, and it spreads out and rolls pervasively.

Sometimes, darkness is not annoying, because only its ugliness can make this peerless face so stunning!

In the middle of the night, it was pitch black, as if it was a dormant beast, but the thick blood filled the entire air, and even the blue light could only slightly drive away some fear, because it was also cold.

The night was full, and everyone suddenly forgot about the fight, and looked at the peerless blue-clothed woman Duanmu Ningque in front of her in a daze, and the peerless divine sword in her hand - Cangli!

There was a sword in his hand, but he still forgot to swing it, and suddenly he stood up his fist, but he forgot to blast it out.

This Liwu Mountain suddenly became extremely strange at this moment.

This posture of attack or defense suddenly froze in this moment, and those shouts and groans suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Only those in mid-air, because the master suddenly stopped and had nothing to rely on, all kinds of magic weapons, softly chirping, as if suddenly losing the target, floating in the sky endlessly.

Everyone forgot about the fight, and they all looked at the blue sword in amazement, and the entire hall seemed to have stopped, and instantly fell into a death-like silence.

The cold wind that had just been obscured by the earth-shattering shouts of killing was actually blowing the leaves all over the mountain at this moment, which was even more terrifying.

"Rustle--" It was the shaking of the leaves, or the sigh of the undead.

Everyone forgot what they were going to do next, and all that was left was the eternal blue between heaven and earth.

This strange stillness and silence permeated breath by breath, as if enchanted, and everyone began to feel boundless tiredness and boredom.

Stop the endless fighting! If someone suddenly shouted out in this silence, how many people would not hesitate to throw away the bloodthirsty magic weapon fairy sword in their hands, and then slump on the ground with a long sigh.

Because this battle has been fought for too long, too long.

At this moment, because of the sudden appearance of the Excalibur Divine Sword, the murderous battlefield suddenly became a silent desert.

It's just that how long can this calm last? In the next second, will the bloodthirsty killing come again?

No one knows, and no one wants to bury this fragile silence with their own hands.

Although cultivators are powerful, they also have pain, they can also be injured and bleed, and even lose their lives.

Therefore, everyone seemed to be obsessed with watching the flickering ghostly light, and never wanted to look back at the noisy battle in front of them.

That blue glow, blooming proudly, seems to be an eternity in everyone's hearts.

Where did the wind come from, blowing Duanmu Ningque's blue dress, and ruffling the black hair on his forehead, the peerless, like a spotless fairy.

When everyone loses their minds and kills red eyes, only the blue illuminates time and tortures people's hearts.

Ling Yijian, Lu Wujian, Qing Xuan and others suddenly trembled in their hearts, and suddenly discovered that the Cangli Divine Sword could not only take people's lives, but also cleanse the soul.

The four divine swords left by the great god Nuwa, three of them have been in the world, whether it is the Fengtian or the Immortal Hidden Divine Sword, the sword qi is violent and bloodthirsty, and the evil qi and anger on the sword body are so unruly that it is difficult to control, and if you are not careful, you will be eaten by the evil qi accumulated on the sword body for thousands of years, so it is not available to those who have not cultivated to the depths.

And this detached sword, although it is majestic and inviolable, but that blue light can cleanse the mind, soothe the soul, and make the manic and bloodthirsty killing heart calm down in an instant.

I have to say that this Cangli Divine Sword unexpectedly brought too many surprises.

It's just that this short period of calm was finally broken by which hateful guy.

In the dark night, in the dark light.

"Ahh

Everyone's hearts trembled, and they suddenly understood that this was the battlefield and the Shura Purgatory.

In an instant, the swords were raised simultaneously, the streamers overflowed, and the crowd began to stir again.

"Kill!"!

"Kill!"!

"Kill!" ......

The sound of shouting and killing once again swept through the entire mountain forest like a tide, and in front of the main hall, there was once again a monstrous blood.

In an instant, the scuffle was ignited again.

From the square to the woods outside the square, there seems to be a chilling light flying everywhere, and under the colorful and beautiful light, bright red blood is constantly rising, spraying on the slightly trembling unknown flowers and grass.

It coagulates into beads of blood and drips silently.

Duanmu Ning Que frowned slightly, shook his head gently, and the blue clothes were fluttering, and the fairy posture was stunning.

With a clear roar, the blue light of the Cangli Divine Sword was like a hanging river pouring down above the nine heavens, the blue light burst out, fell to the ground, and suddenly in the night in a moment, it was like a faint blue circle of light, from the Cangli Divine Sword in her hand to the surroundings, like the gentle eye waves of a beautiful woman, sweeping over this mundane world.

The lush branches and leaves of countless towering giant trees turned outward together, making a loud noise.

The children of the surrounding Xiuzhen family screamed strangely, although there were those who tried their best to block, hurriedly drew their swords, the sword was in the box, and the powerful Cangli sword light spread out on all sides had already hit them, and in an instant, dozens of people flew upside down and were lifted into the air, screaming again and again.

Ling Yijian looked in the direction of Duanmu Ningque while fighting with Qing Xuan and the others, his eyes were full of the blue figure, and he suddenly smiled, and said to Qing Xuan: "Niu Nose, if you give the Cangli Divine Sword to that girl, you are not afraid that she will be guilty, because that divine sword is hated by people, and the sword kills people?"

Qing Xuan sneered and said, "I don't know why the Cangli Divine Sword is on her, but she dares to use it in front of everyone, didn't she think that people with ulterior motives came to snatch it?"

Ling Yijian sealed the heavens and the divine sword was smooth, and there seemed to be a smile in his expression: "In this way, I will take her and see if she can defeat the Fengtian in my hands!"

"You dare! The master of a dignified sect, do you want to bully a junior?" Qing Xuan snorted angrily, and he had already attacked more than a hundred swords!

Ling Yijian laughed wildly, and said disdainfully: "You and I don't know, who is the envoy of the four great divine swords, who has a contract with the sword spirit in the sword, and the sword is broken!

Tian Yi and Tian Yi cultivated as the lowest of this one, and under the onslaught of Ling Yijian, it was already a little difficult to parry.

Qing Xuan was in a hurry, and raised his eyes to see that the situation at this time was even more unfavorable to the Leaving Worry Sect.

The disciples of the third family of Xiuzhen were already obviously in the upper hand, and during this period of time, there were even fewer disciples who were capable of fighting from the Sorrow Sect, and only Chu Xiao, Bai Limu, Zhao Shinan, Hu Feng, and Hong Likun were left.

These people were also injured in many places, wielding fairy swords and desperately rushing to kill.

Qing Xuan's heart was gloomy for a while, in this situation, is the Leaving Worry Sect really going to fail miserably?

Suddenly, hearing the screams around him, Qing Xuan suddenly saw that Tianyi Tianyi had been forced by Ling Yijian to have no way out, so he had to sigh, pack up his mood, and go to support.

Above the sky, the struggle between Lu Wujian, Jing Lijing, and the Illusory Dust Master and the head of the Xiuzhen family had no end in sight, and they also saw the situation that had taken a turn for the worse, but they couldn't get out, and their hearts were also like fire.

Duanmu Ning Que blue light passed, almost no one could stop it, from the side of the square, he rushed hard, and in the blink of an eye, he had already rushed to the side of Lin Yizhi and Zeng Ruijin, who were surrounded by heavy pressure.

Lin Yizhi's whole body was already stained red with blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own or the enemy's, his expression was already in a trance, and he was so tired that he had to tense every nerve in his body when he punched, but the last trace of unyielding nerves in his heart still supported him, and his fists bombarded all around violently, but fortunately, most people were besieging Chu Xiao and others, so he could hold on until now.

Duanmu Ningque lightly looked at Lin Yizhi's bloodied appearance, frowned, and said in a low voice: "You hold Senior Brother Zeng, I will help you kill it!"

Lin Yi's heart was shocked, Duanmu Ningque's sudden addition made his pressure double, he glanced at her gratefully, and said in a low voice: "Thank you, senior sister......"

Before the words were finished, the blue clothes had already moved, and the blue light of the Excalibur was far away, and several disciples of the Xiuzhen family in front of the three of them had been injured by Duanmu Ningque's sword.

In front of the three of them, a gap of three zhang wide suddenly appeared, Duanmu Ningque looked back, his cold eyes flashed, and he said decisively: "Come with me!"

Lin Yizhi didn't answer, and hurriedly followed with Zeng Ruijin.

Duanmu Ningque's face was as cold as ice, and he waved the Cangli Divine Sword as if he had entered a no-man's land, and all the disciples of the Xiuzhen family who tried to stop him had just rushed over, but when they saw the blue light flashing, they had already fallen a large piece.

The three of them rushed left and right, and they rushed out of a bloody path, and Lin Yizhi could already see Chu Xiao and the others through the surging fighting crowd.

In the darkness of the night, I don't know who shouted: "Don't let them meet!

This sound was loud and loud, and many of the children of the Xiuzhen family on the periphery had already seen the unstoppable Duanmu Ningque, so they attacked her one after another, and after a while, seeing that the trend of converging together was once again annihilated by the heavily surrounded crowd.

The disciples of the Xiuzhen family were like a tide, rushing towards Duanmu Ningque and Lin Yizhi one after another. For a moment, the shadow of the magic weapon sword flashed, and it seemed to overwhelm the blue light of the Cangli Divine Sword.

Duanmu Ningque and Lin Yizhi were also caught in a bitter battle.

Duanmu Ningque's eyes were resolute, and he constantly waved the Cangli Divine Sword to resist the torrential attack, and Lin Yizhi's situation eased.

However, this situation seems to have no end, no matter how Duanmu Ningque rushes to kill, as if he has fallen into the encircled ocean, killing one piece, and another piece, he can't rush out at all!

Duanmu Ningque's breathing began to gradually become rapid, and the hand wielding the Cangli Divine Sword also began to tremble slightly. On the cold face, dense beads of sweat have oozed out.

It's just that her eyebrows are getting tighter and tighter, clenching her teeth, and she still doesn't take a step back.

Lin Yiyi fended off the swarming enemies while looking towards Duanmu Ningque, but if he didn't look at it, he was surprised when he saw it.

Duanmu Ningque was extremely tired, and several times he was almost hit by the swinging sword light magic weapon.

Just when Lin Yizhi wanted to quickly solve the enemy in front of him, he went over to help.

"Poof-" There was a soft sound, a sharp sword flashed, and Duanmu Ningque's shoulder was already pierced by a fairy sword. Instantaneous blood flowed.

Duanmu Ningque bit her lip tightly, but she didn't say a word, her cold eyes flashed, and the blue light of the Excalibur was cold, and she had already cut down the person who injured her to the ground.

Lin Yizhi exclaimed in surprise: "Senior sister, you are injured!"

Duanmu Ningque glanced at him slightly, and said, "It's okay! Don't want to be separated, just rush out quickly!"

Lin Yi's heart was shocked, and he nodded vigorously, and the two of them moved and rushed to kill again.

It's just that the longer the time drags on, the more unfavorable the situation will become.

In mid-air, Lu Wujian and the others were still inseparable, the three of them on Qing Xuan's side were in danger of being forced by Ling Yi's sword, and the blue light of the Cangli Divine Sword in Duanmu Ningque's hand was getting weaker and weaker, and Lin Yizhi could only parry and had no strength to fight back at all. Chu Xiao and the others originally gathered together, but at this time, they were also scattered by the enemies who swarmed up, and it was already a situation where one person dealt with a group of people.

The heads of the three major families of Xiuzhen looked at it in mid-air, and each of them was overjoyed, and in less than half an hour, they would be able to attack the Great Hall of Leaving Worries, and then they would smash the Great Hall into a mess, and the face of the Leaving Worries Sect would not be swept away!

Just when everyone thought that they would be defeated, the east and west ends of the battlefield suddenly fell into chaos at the same time, and the screams were unconscious, and the disciples of the Xiuzhen family on the east and west sides scattered and fled like a tide.

Duanmu Ningque and Lin Yizhi were struggling to support, when they suddenly heard the disciples of the Xiuzhen family scattering and fleeing for their lives, and hurriedly raised their eyes and looked at the east and west.

Lin Yizhi looked at it suddenly, and saw a white shadow suddenly appear in the main hall, the white shadow was as fast as lightning, and the golden light under his feet was shining, it was Nalan Mingxuan!

I saw Nalan Mingxuan's feet on the Wind Talisman floating in the air, the Wind Charm was shining with golden light, and the Nalan Mingxuan was like a Da Luo Jin Immortal, but seeing his hands waving desperately, his body kept spinning.

In an instant, countless golden light flashing charms flew out from Nalan Mingxuan's body like snowflakes and scattered on the square.

As soon as the snowflake-like golden talisman landed, it exploded violently, setting off a violent wave of qi that blew up the disciples of the Xiuzhen family within a radius of a few zhang and fled in all directions.

He was alone, but he threw out hundreds of burst talismans, which could not hurt cultivators in the Yuan Infant Stage, but for cultivators below the Jindan Stage, although it was not fatal, it was also very effective!

"Boom-", "Boom-", "Boom-"

As the bursting talisman that flew like snowflakes continued to explode, countless disciples of the Xiuzhen family were screamed by the explosion, breaking their arms and legs, and their parents howled and fled in all directions.

The pressure of Chu Xiao and the others in front of the palace suddenly decreased!

Chu Xiao saw that the situation began to gradually reverse, his eyes lit up, the cold light of the Conscience Sword flashed, and he roared: "The enemy is in chaos, senior brothers, follow me!"

Behind him, the dozens of disciples who were still ready to fight, also rushed over fearlessly.

A charge, like a tiger chasing a wolf, the disciples of the Xiuzhen family were even more defeated.

In the western sky, suddenly dozens of rays of light rose into the sky. All kinds of magic weapons fairy swords are brilliant, illuminating the western sky incomparably brightly.

Lin Yizhi looked at it fixedly, and he was even more ecstatic, and the fist in his hand waved even more vigorously.

Duanmu Ningque, who had already been injured in many places, still waved the Cangli Divine Sword in his hand, his true qi was basically exhausted, and he asked in a trance: "West, are our people coming?"

Lin Yizhi nodded ecstatically and said, "Yes, senior sister, our people are here! they are here to save us!"

Duanmu Ningque's expression was relieved at this time, his body was soft, and he almost wanted to fall down!

Lin Yizhi was shocked, holding Zeng Ruijin with his left hand, and suddenly holding Duanmu Ningque's hand with his right hand.

Between the tentacles, her hands were already extremely cold.

Duanmu Ningque was stunned, and hurriedly broke away, although it was so, he said expressionlessly: "There are reinforcements coming, so good!"

Neither spoke again.

Lin Yizhi felt a little embarrassed, so he had to raise his head and look at the western sky.

The western sky is the first person, the pink clothes are fluttering, extremely delicate, and the green mangs under his feet are victorious, and it seems that he is urging the magic weapon towards the battlefield with all his strength.

That Qingmang is undoubtedly Qingyuxiao, and the pink-clothed figure is the little junior sister - Lu Xiyue!

And behind her, Duan Langkun and Xiao Gangyan also controlled the fairy sword and followed closely behind.

It turned out that the three of them had arrived!

Suddenly, a cold voice came from mid-air: "Ling Yijian, Xiuzhen Third Family, are you really my worry and no one?" Today, I, Mu Yuqiu, gathered the remaining four vein disciples to come, and there is no return for Dingjiao'er!"

In the middle of the air, a stunning beautiful woman with piercing eyes is none other than Mo Youfeng Lin Yizhi's sister-Mu Yuqiu!

Looking behind her again, the purple-clothed Su Yuan led more than a hundred female disciples of the Phantom Sorrow Peak to step on the clouds.

Looking back again, the core disciples of the remaining four veins are like human waves, countless of them!

When the head of the third family of Xiuzhen saw this situation, he suddenly realized that he had not done his best to leave the Sorrow Sect!

Even Ling Yijian saw that Mu Yuqiu had brought more than a thousand disciples to come, and he didn't seem very calm.

Mu Yuqiu slowly looked at the situation on the battlefield, then looked at Ling Yijian and said, "Ling Yijian, I want to see how you end up now!"