After finishing speaking, Xu Xiaoyue turned her head and looked down at the girl in her arms, her white and smooth hand tightly hugged the girl's slender waist, and there was also a ball of blue light surging in the other hand, and then it exploded in front of her eyes and wrapped the dying delicate body.

Vine phantoms intertwined around the girl's body as if forming a thin protective shield, and fluctuations of power flowed on them that would make even any wood-based monk feel palpitating.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ye Wen's heart was slightly relieved, the panic of losing his relatives disappeared temporarily, and he slowly turned his head to look at the black-robed man who was standing in place with an uncertain face, and his eyes burst out with unprecedented killing intent.

He had always had the confidence to be able to stay calm no matter what desperate situation he faced, but at that moment, even he, who had already honed his will into a steely existence, suddenly became fragile to the point of collapse at any time. This feeling of fear that was more desperate than hopeless, he would never want to try again.

The black-robed man in front of him, no matter what his identity or background, is absolutely unforgivable, and he is absolutely not allowed to let it go, even if the corpse is broken into thousands of pieces, it is not enough to eliminate the resentment in his heart.

Ye Wen coldly cast his gaze over, only to feel that there was a violent intent in his chest rushing to the top of his head, making him almost unable to control himself, like the anger of the boundless sea of fire was frantically churning and burning, about to completely tear apart what little reason he had left, except for the time when he faced the bully black bear, he was afraid that he had never been so angry in his life.

At the beginning, I felt sad and desperate from the bottom of my heart because I was powerless to resist, but now I have no power and almost regret it for the rest of my life because I didn't notice it for a while.

No matter how dangerous the desperate situation is, he can deal with it calmly and calmly, but the scene just now is absolutely intolerable, and those who dare to hurt Xiao Qian, even if they are stronger than him, will definitely make them pay the price they deserve. This is the only obsession of Ye Wen, who has always had no desires and no desires.

"Die!"

Accompanied by a gaze as cold as an ice field, there was a cold voice that seemed to come from the abyss of hell that made people shudder and chill, gently spurting out from Ye Wen's thin lips, and a simple word burst out like a life talisman.

The next moment, a black and white intertwined fierce sword light appeared out of thin air, and it had already pierced the eyes of the black-robed man who had just adjusted his breath in an instant. His eyes were wandering on the black armor on Ye Wen's body, and he was about to open his mouth to ask the black-robed man who was tempted with words, but suddenly saw the sword light that had made him suffer a lot just now, his pupils shrank sharply, and the words that were about to burst out of his mouth became a scream.

Due to the speed of the black and white sword light, it was almost difficult for the black-robed man to dodge the past, and at the moment when he was almost stopped and beheaded, he twisted his body vigorously, like a dead vine climbing on a tree, and at the same time retreated frantically backwards, retreating more than a dozen steps in a row to avoid the sharp sword light.

Even so, the aftermath alone caused several bloody wounds to the black-robed man's thin body, which was like an old tree.

After regaining his footing, the black-robed man barely saw the trajectory of the sword light coming clearly, roared angrily in his mouth, and grabbed the open space in front of him with his fierce probe, and grabbed the thin hand down, but suddenly fell short at the moment when he was about to touch the sword body, as if the target he was staring at just now was just a phantom.

I saw that the rapidly refracting black and white sword light was constantly and intensively changing its trajectory in mid-air, changing again and again, carrying a strong power but full of agility and weirdness, and in the next moment, the sword blade suddenly sank down, aiming at the gap exposed under the claw shadow, and stabbed obliquely, aiming at the shriveled chest and abdomen of the black-robed man.

"What kind of sword intent is this!?" The black-robed man's eyes showed a look of horror, he only felt that his scalp was numb, he couldn't understand at all, he was obviously a ghost cultivator, even if he couldn't withstand the fierceness of the sword intent, he shouldn't be forced into such a miserable situation, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back.

As soon as this black-and-white intertwined power came into contact, it was like a natural enemy nemesis that instantly shook his Dao base, and the strength of his whole body could not be used by seventy percent, and the power of the partial-born opponent became more and more terrifying with the offensive, if it was said that his own Dao power accumulation was a pool of spring water, then the power possessed by the young man in front of him was like a continuous river, so strong that it seemed that a random splash of water could penetrate the void.

Is this really the strength that a sevenfold cultivator should have!? I'm afraid that an eightfold powerhouse is nothing more than that!

The black-robed man desperately twisted his thin body, the steps under his feet flickered and moved wildly, and he continued to dodge in the interweaving of sword lights shuttling back and forth, although each time he used his rich combat experience and the strange pace unique to ghost cultivation, he was able to avoid the attack of every sword shadow, but occasionally the aftermath of the light grazed his chest and abdomen, and there was a strange black blood gushing out from the wound.

Rumble!

A claw shadow overflowing with black gas barely blocked the front and collided with the black and white sword light that attacked, and in the next moment, a small storm was set off around the wind, and the claw shadow shattered in all directions as soon as it came into contact, and the rushing sword shadow was shaken away by the power fluctuations of the explosion for a long distance.

Taking advantage of this rare respite, the black-robed man stared fiercely at the immobile young man in front of him, and said in a cold voice: "Is this your secret weapon rumored to be? The cost is comparable to the Dao pattern armor of an army? Who are you? Could it be that you are from the City Lord's Mansion? Obviously there is no ghost path cultivation, why can you wear such a fierce thing?"

Ye Wen's eyelids lifted slightly, revealing those eyes that were as cold as frost, and his indifferent eyes were as if he was looking down on a bug that could be pinched to death at any time, which meant that it was quite clear that no one would talk to a bug that was about to die.

A sense of humiliation of being despised made the black-robed man's already ugly face even more hideous, he has always been proud that he is a member of the Demon General's subordinates, although he is not a ghost cultivator known for his outstanding achievements, but a ghost path cultivator has profound attainments, even if he meets an eightfold monk, he is confident that he can save his life, but he didn't expect to have a day when he was regarded as a worm by the sevenfold monk.

What arrogance! What a damn fellow!

The black-robed man stared fiercely at the black-and-white sword intent that was ready to be attacked again, and roared angrily: "Shaft! Don't think that if you succeeded in the sneak attack just now, it means that you can really crush my ghost! I will definitely break your corpse in the future-"

The black-robed man's withered hands were clenched tightly, only to feel the anger formed by the humiliation in his chest churning wildly, the irrepressible anger made his voice sharper, and a trace of hysterical murderous intent and hatred seeped out from the words, but his words of revenge came to an abrupt end before they were completed.

The black-and-white intertwined sword light suddenly fanned out in front of his eyes, instantly filling the black-robed man's implicit fearful gaze, the sharp sword shadow was frantically expanding, and countless afterimages that were difficult to catch with the naked eye swept the surrounding aura, and the sword light swirled with a cold and dark cold air, covering the black-robed man's whole body from top to bottom.

"You have no future!"

The boy's voice like a hell's judge echoed in the hallways of the courtyard.