The moment when the dawn is approaching, it is the darkest moment in heaven and earth.

The Eagle King, Ziyan Aoluan personally led the three demon generals and five thousand demon soldiers to attack the South Sword Pavilion again, and in an instant, the eagle feathers covered the sky, the purple flame burned the ground, and the war was about to break out!

"The majestic wings are crowned, only I am the king of eagles!"

The domineering spirit of the Eagle King descended, stirring up the dust waves and rolling vigorously, rushing out.

Dongfang Jue, the Great Elder of the Southern Sword Pavilion, stepped into the battlefield first, the long sword was unsheathed, the cold light trembled, and the calm and restrained sword intent stirred up layers of dust and ash ripples, blocking the demon power of the Eagle King.

A giant sword shot out, shaking the four fields, and the majestic sword qi slashed through the path of Ziyan Fire, and the remnants of the second elder turned into sword light and rushed out of the South Sword Pavilion, blocking the way of Ziyan Aoluan.

"Ten thousand burials, ten thousand burials, Luan Bird flies alone. Robbing the dust, robbing the dust, Ao Luan said alone. Ziyan Aoluan's feather fan shook lightly, stepped out of the fire, and appeared in front of the remnant coffee.

"It's you. With a swing of the feather fan, Ziyan Aoluan turned sideways: "You, not my opponent!"

The remnant coffee put his right hand on the hilt of the sword and gently picked it up: "Is it?

"Don't these monsters sleep, disturb people's dreams!" Ye Yunlin rubbed his eyes and said complainingly.

"Don't talk nonsense. Mo Liuli held down the trembling sword.

Murong Chen smiled slightly, took out the Haoran fan, and slowly unfolded it.

Mo Liuli, Ye Yunlin, and Murong Chen shot one after another, respectively against the three demon generals of the Storm Leopard, the Black Lord, and the Fire Crow. Mo Liuli's sword intent is slaughtering, his moves are fierce, and the body of the wind leopard melts into the wind, and the trace is difficult to determine. Ye Yunlin's sword played a rhyme, the sound was slow and urgent, the black owl was cautious, and the witchcraft was endless. Murong Chen fanned Haoran, good and evil were difficult to invade, and the fire crow led the fire into battle, wanting to trap the enemy first.

In the distance, the Eagle King was in a hurry in the center of the battle, and he had not yet made a move. The power of the move has been reduced by three percent, and the old god of Dongfang Jue is there, the sword blocks, picks, grids, spins, transforms, and squeezes, and makes moves, leaving three points of leeway, I don't know what to do.

Knowing that the opponent can do it, and then fighting, Ziyan Ao Luan urged the male demon yuan, and shot without reservation, spinning the fan. The purple flame exploded, attacking and killing endlessly.

The giant sword of the remnant coffee blocked the pass, shook the ground for hundreds of miles, and dissolved the purple flame, but the high temperature of the purple flame attached to the giant sword made the remnant coffee unable to take precautions in time, and his hands were burning red for a while, and there was a faint smell of meat.

"Troubled times!"

Seeing this, Ziyan Ao Luan shouted loudly, and made another move. I want to directly hit the remnant coffee hard, and at the same time spy on the reaction of the Southern Sword Pavilion.

The wind swept the purple flames, roared into the sky, and annihilated a hundred miles. Everywhere the wind and heat passed, only the scorched earth was scattered.

"Angry Sea Storm!"

Under the wind and heat, the pressure of the remnants increased greatly, and they used extreme tricks to fight.

Extreme Impact. The crippled coffee with injuries in both hands was defeated by three points, and was immediately knocked away, covered with burning wounds.

Perceive the wounds of the initiate. Dongfang Jue was unmoved, and his sword moves were not disordered in the slightest, which surprised the Eagle King, and Ziyan Ao Luan surprisingly did not pursue.

In the scorched earth of the wind, Ziyan Ao Luan gently shook the white down feather fan and walked indifferently towards the residual coffee.

His expression seemed to be calm, but in fact, he was paying attention to everyone's every move on the battlefield, and the most concerned was the direction of the South Sword Pavilion, the two sides had been fighting so far, and the sword formation of the South Sword Pavilion had not moved at all, let alone Song Si came forward.

"Isn't the injury light?"

Ziyan Ao Luan calculated the combat power of the Southern Sword Pavilion in his heart, according to the intelligence, the city lord of the Qing Netherworld, the Yuwei Pioneer, and the Yuxuan City lord Phantom Xixie had already returned with the important deacon elders of the two cities to organize the defense, and some of the other elders even left with some of the elite combat power, claiming that they were going to attack the ruin city and the law city, which was really ridiculous.

In this way, there are only so many people left in the South Sword Pavilion, and the sword cultivation in the battlefield is almost all of their combat power at the moment.

Especially now, when the remnants were severely injured and life and death were all under his control, no one had come to the rescue, and the qi of the South Sword Pavilion was exhausted after all.

Thinking of this, Ziyan Ao Luan showed a smile: "Elder Remnant, if you surrender to my Ten Thousand Demon Valley, you can still enjoy the elder's worship, how about it?"

"Whew!"

The hot hand of the remnant coffee touched his face, and after making sure that his face was not injured, he smiled coldly: "I am the elder of the Southern Sword Pavilion, how can I compare to your mountain and wild demon beasts?"

With a wave of the feather fan, the feather hair fluttered, and it didn't fall for a long time, and Ziyan Ao Luan turned sideways: "Oh?"

Killing intent, in a flash!

"Elder Remnant Coffee is worthy of being a famous man in the sword world, with such arrogance!" Ziyan Ao Luan pressed the feather fan, "It's just that your fellow practitioners don't seem to care about your life!"

"Don't provoke me!"

In the middle of the words, flowers and rain fell in the sky, pink fluttered, and a fairy in the sword stepped out, looked at the battlefield below and said with interest: "It's really lively?

Luo Lan stepped on the petals, slowly fell, and looked up and down the arrogant Ziyan Ao Luan with curious eyes: "Hey, the phoenix-like demon clan, I just haven't eaten it yet, I don't know how it tastes? It's a barbecue, and what about the stew? It looks clean, and it should be good to divide it into two parts." ”

Listening to Luo Lan's crazy words in his eyes, Rao is Ziyan Ao Luan, as a wise general of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley, has a very high cultivation, and he can't help but be angry.

Is it tolerable, but it is unbearable!

"Presumptuous!" Ziyan Ao Luan was furious, and with a spin of the feather fan, a cloud of purple flame flew out and pounced directly on Luo Lan.

Luo Lan sneered, turned his fingers into a sword, and shot out a sword qi to disperse Ziyan.

Shaking his hand, Luo Lan looked at Ziyan Ao Luan with interest and said, "Hey, it's really good." Even the fire needed for the barbecue was brought, and it would be great if every delicious demon was as good as you!"

Seeing that it was easy to turn into an attack, Ziyan Ao Luan temporarily suppressed his anger and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

"I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Luo Lan!"

"Well, it will be delicious, and it won't waste such good ingredients of yours!" Luo Lan then added.

Ziyan Ao Luan stared at Luo Lan, concentrating on vigilance, he couldn't see the depth of his opponent for the time being.

According to the information collected at the Sword Trial Ceremony, Luo Lan is one of the younger generation of Twin Immortals in the Sword Domain, who once helped Song Si kill the son of the pseudo-sword of the Southern Sword Pavilion, that is, Dongfang Jue's closed disciple Dongfang Xi, whose strength is unfathomable, his personality is unpredictable, and he is an extremely difficult opponent, if there is no need. Ziyan Ao Luan very much didn't want to fight with such a person.

"Are you calculating me?" said Luo Lan with a smile.

Ziyan Ao Luan's expression changed, and he returned to normal in an instant: "You can actually see through ......"

Luo Lan waved her hand in disgust, interrupting Ziyan Aoluan's words: "Your expression is so embarrassed, anyone can guess it." Well, are you ready to make the ingredients for the barbecue?"

As soon as the momentum changed, the sword intent was killed, and Luo Lan's sword was wrapped with a faint pink brilliance, like a flame and mist, making Ziyan Aoluan feel the heaviness of life, as if it would be difficult to grasp it in the next moment.

Although Ziyan Aoluan was furious in his heart. But she became more sensible, Luo Lan was able to see him as a barbecue ingredient so unscrupulously, and from the detailed observation of all aspects, it was inferred that she was a very terrifying sword cultivator.

Therefore, Ziyan Aoluan's move is a great move, in order to explore the bottom line of Luolan, and to prepare for his own life.

"Luan knife cut through the air!"

Feather fan turned into a luan knife, Ziyan Aoluan made the strongest move in his life, under the luan knife. Thousands of sword qi accompanied by the blazing purple flame hollowed out the air, rolling up and killing hundreds of miles.

Seeing this, Luo Lan showed a look of surprise, but the sword did not stop at all.

"Blossom is speechless. Red beans send acacia!"

The rain of flowers swirled, Luo Lan took in the wind and clouds with a sword, covering the morning light, and the pink sword light slashed out in an instant.

There was a bang. Ziyan Aoluan vomited blood and flew out, and without waiting for the opponent to pursue, he turned into a flash of fire and fled quickly.

"Good luck for you!"

Detect the escape of the companion. The Eagle King no longer loves to fight, with one wing, a tornado and a violent wind, blocking Dongfang Jue, Luo Lan, Remnant Coffee and others, and fleeing with some demon soldiers.

"Let's go!"

The coach fled, and the three demon generals of the Wind Leopard, the Black Lord, and the Fire Crow worked together very tacitly to make an earth-shattering move, stopping Mo Liuli, Ye Yunlin, and Murong Chen.

Walking stones, flying sand, the three demon generals in front of him are nowhere to be seen, Mo Liuli put away his sword, and met with two friends, it seems that after the battle, his sword is much quieter.

"Thank you Fairy Luo for rescuing!" said to Luo Lan.

"Ah, that's so polite, what about Song Si? I'm looking for him. Luo Lan asked with a smile.

The remnant coffee was speechless in his heart, but he still replied very politely: "The pavilion master is inside, Fairy Luolan, please." ”

Great Elder Dongfang Jue didn't say a word from beginning to end, and acquiesced to the practice of the remnant coffee, now the Southern Sword Pavilion is facing the threat of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley, and it is good to have a little more combat power, after all......

Dongfang Jue didn't continue to think about it, but nodded to Luo Lan, who greeted him, and returned to the pavilion with light.

"The Great Elder is this temper, please don't be surprised by Fairy Luolan. "The remnants were a little embarrassed.

"No, no. These old monsters all have a temper, and I've long been familiar with them!" Luo Lan waved his hand and strode into the South Sword Pavilion.

Ye Yunlin, who was behind them, looked at Mo Liuli, Mo Liuli had no expression, looked at Murong Chen, Murong Chen shook his head, expressing helplessness.

"Okay, it's ignored......" Ye Yunlin complained in his heart.

......

Hundreds of miles away from the South Sword Pavilion, seeing that no one was chasing him, Ziyan Aoluan descended the demon cloud, spurting out a mouthful of blood violently, and stood unsteadily.

The Eagle King then arrived, pressed a palm on Ziyan Aoluan's back, and entered the Demon Yuan to help him temporarily stabilize his injuries.

The three demon generals of the Wind Leopard, the Black Owl, and the Fire Raven arrived then and stood aside to protect them.

"What the hell is the matter with you, so miserable defeat?" asked the Eagle King with an unhappy face after healing.

Ziyan Aoluan also forgot what feather fan was shaking at this time, but said with a very bad face: "I lost in the hands of Luo Lan." ”

"Luo Lan, Sword Domain Twin Immortals?" the Eagle King's eyes rolled, and he suddenly paused, "It's one of the two crazy girls who sneaked into the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons eleven years ago and stole two eggs from the Ye Yu Clan?"

"Exactly. ”

"Shhh The Eagle King took a long breath of cold air, suddenly thought of something, and stopped talking.

"Fortunately, our mission of raiding the South Sword Pavilion this time was successfully completed, and Song Si's injuries must be very serious!" Ziyan Aoluan's eyes burned with anger, and he couldn't wait to return to the camp now and move the army of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley to level the South Sword Pavilion. (To be continued......)