Zhang Yan's face was pale, standing next to Liu Wushuang's corpse, his body trembling slightly.

The blood at the corners of his mouth remained, and he looked extremely weak.

Liu Wushuang's corpse was divided into two, and the neck was as neat as a cut tofu face, and the blood was flowing sideways, which was shocking to see.

The disciples of the various sects in the Valley of the Gale Wind were all stunned and unbelievable when they saw this sudden scene.

Just now, the young man in this scene continued to cast a teleportation spell comparable to that of a Yuan Infant Stage cultivator, and he was at the peak of the fifteenth layer of Qi Refining in the previous foundation building stage and a Qi refining stage, and he was at ease without showing the upper hand, which had already made everyone frightened.

Because under such a spell comparable to teleportation, these Qi Refining Stage cultivators can only be slaughtered.

It's just that just now, when Liu Wushuang was halfway through the giant sword and was about to kill the boy, his aura suddenly disappeared, and his cultivation was even more invisible, and he was directly harvested by the other party cleanly.

Such a strange thing made a group of people feel cold behind their backs.

At the Xuanfeng Gate.

Gu Yifeng looked at Liu Wushuang who was lying on the ground with a pale face, his eyes were terrified, and he was afraid for a while.

When he came here just now, he had the idea of killing this young man with Liu Wushuang and snatching the treasure.

Seeing this scene now, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice that the blue had come too late.

Otherwise, he might also have to go to the end of Liu Wushuang and die here.

Where the disciples of the Jianxia Sect were, Mu Ye's face was terrifyingly gloomy at the moment, and his eyes were about to burst into flames.

"Waste one!"

Mu Ye turned his head to look at the other three sects, scolded angrily, and said, "Du Yuan, directly attack and kill this person, even if your cultivation is suppressed, it will not be so difficult to deal with this tenth layer of qi refining, right?"

In Mu Ye's words, he was slightly annoyed and angry.

Now that these two are besieging a young man at the tenth level of qi refining, they have already been secretly dismissed by other sects.

Now not only did he not kill anyone, but he was also killed by the young man, and this face was completely lost.

It's just that Mu Ye himself didn't dare to make a rash move, if other sects took the opportunity to attack or stab him in the back, then this trip to the blood pool would be a huge loss.

At this moment, Duyuan's face is also not good-looking, but he is silent.

After repelling the Wuxiang Circle and Da Ding, Wataru looked at the young man opposite, swung his sword again, and moved, with an astonishing speed.

Now Zhang Yan, the situation is slightly worse.

Just now, he used the Divine Shadow Shift again, killing Liu Wushuang, and the consumption of divine consciousness was huge, and the sea of consciousness was in severe pain.

It's just that in this case, he suddenly broke through to the second layer of the Divine Shadow Shift, and the sea of consciousness was like a storm swept in the sea, roaring, dizziness and pain daring to come one after another.

He couldn't have imagined that with the huge consumption of divine consciousness, this breakthrough of divine shadow shift would cause such a huge negative impact.

After refining his virtual consciousness and suppressing the pain and dizziness, he barely came to his senses slightly.

But now that the Divine Shadow Shift has broken through to the second layer, then casting this spell will at least double the distance it can travel.

The pain and dizziness in Zhihai are the most deadly, but in his current dantian, there is not much mana left, and it is dried up.

"I can only fight hard!"

Seeing that Du Yuan attacked him again, he couldn't help but feel his heart tighten, and the bone forging skill and the swimming qi turned into gold, and the speed increased to the extreme, and he flew back in a blink of an eye, and he avoided the attack.

Then with a move in his hand, he caught the Qingyunding and Wuxiang circle that flew back.

Then, Zhang Yan slapped the storage bag in his hand, and at the same time grabbed dozens of lower-grade spirit stones, crushed them with one hand, and the Qing Linggong worked, and the roar of the bombardment frantically absorbed the spiritual energy that escaped from the spirit stone.

Moreover, the strange thing is that the aura that escaped violently after the spirit stone was shattered suddenly swept up Zhang Yan's body and swarmed towards the vortex on the former's chest.

In less than two breaths, those spiritual qi were like a small wisp of air, and they were absorbed in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene, on the mountain range, the disciples of various sects couldn't help but widen their eyes in disbelief.

"The speed of absorbing the spiritual energy in the spirit stone is simply ****, the demon beast can't have such an appetite, right?

The disciples of several sects couldn't help but secretly discuss and curse.

However, at this moment, Zhang Yan was uncomfortable, although this violent aura was filtered by small stones, it still made his meridians extremely painful, as if they were about to be torn apart.

Looking inward slightly, I found that the originally dry dantian was finally moisturized at this moment, and the mana slowly rose.

The previous blow was avoided by Zhang Yan's strange speed, and Wataru became even more annoyed, and a trace of anger and killing intent appeared on his originally peaceful face.

Zhang Yan stared at the other party's every move, and at this moment, he waved his hand, and then heard a loud sound.

A small flying sword suddenly came out of the dead Liu Wushuang's corpse, **** shot, and returned to Zhang Yan's hand in a blink of an eye, and was put away by him.

Seeing Zhang Yan's move, the whole person couldn't help but stagnate slightly.

The disciples of several sects on the mountain range also switched to each other, looking sideways.

Liu Wushuang's death just now was extremely weird, and everyone saw it.

Now that Zhang Yan took out the Forbidden Spirit Sword from Liu Wushuang's body, these people all guessed the strange scene that happened just now, Liu Wushuang's spiritual power was not visible, and the mana did not turn, thinking that it was all given by this **** thing that came out of the body.

However, Zhang Yan took advantage of the stunned moment of crossing the edge, changed his hand and played a trick, pointed at Liu Wushuang's corpse, and suddenly ingested a transparent divine soul in the corpse and threw it into the spirit bead.

Seeing this, Du Yuan's face became even more ugly, he played a Buddha name, and said in a deep voice: "Little donor, now you have killed nearly 100 of my Jianxia Sect disciples, and now you have collected their divine souls for refining, which is completely an evil act of cultivating the Demon Dao, it is really hurtful to the heavens and the peace, and Du Yuan will kill you today!"

When the words fell, Du Yuan did not attack immediately, but raised the big sword slightly, although there were words in his mouth, he played a trick on the big sword in his hand.

As the colorful aura flashed, on the big sword of the cross edge, the originally rich and incomparably rich spiritual light became even more vigorous at this moment.

The blazing colorful glow, like the scorching sun, is extremely dazzling, making it difficult for people to look directly.

And the Daken of the Crossing Edge gently swung down, and the speed soared, as fast as lightning, and it arrived in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Yan's face became extremely solemn, his eyes were fixed on the other party's big sword, which had become indistinguishable from the scorching sun, raised the big tripod with one hand, and smashed it straight down without any fancy fancy.

The big sword of the crossing edge arrived in the blink of an eye, and slashed to the big ding with a sonorous sound.

Hum!

Zhang Yan only felt that the qi and blood in his chest were almost surging to his throat, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled snort.

It's just that he only retreated a few steps after the last step, and he stubbornly resisted the opponent's sword.

But in the next moment, Zhang Yan could barely see how Du Yuan approached, and the opponent's huge fist suddenly enlarged in his line of sight and shot down towards him.

Boom!

But how slow Zhang Yan's speed was, he twisted his fist and rose up, and he also met it.

What the!

Zhang Yan only had time to secretly let out a shocking sound, and the whole person was like a sandbag, along with Dading, was blown out of the air.

His whole person, on the mountain ridge on the other side of Gale Valley, slid dozens of feet away before he could stop.

On the top of the mountain, the rocks were shattered, the trees were broken, and the dust was everywhere, and it was a mess.

And Zhang Yan, the whole person was almost buried by gravel and dust, and he was embarrassed.

His left hand, the sleeve of his shirt was shattered, and the flesh of his arm was torn, and the flesh was blurred, which was shocking.

"Who is this person, how can the body be so strong, even if I have the Bone Forging Skill and the Fu Long Jue in my body, I can't compare to him, it's really terrifying!"

At this moment, Zhang Yan looked at the disciple of Jianxiamen who was hanging Buddha beads on his chest opposite, and couldn't help but be secretly frightened, and his thoughts were flying.

Shout!

A sharp voice suddenly came from behind him.

Zhang Yan looked back, but saw that one of the dozen or so disciples of the Jianxia Sect who had surrounded him before and blocked the way to escape had slashed him with a sword, and the speed was a few points faster than that crossing.

Moreover, this person, the fluctuation of the true yuan on his body, is as strong as ever, and on the tip of the big sword in his hand, there is a colorful condensation, blazing like the sun, like a golden autumn, terrifying.

"It's over, do you really want to give your life here?"

Zhang Yan looked at the other Jianxia Sect disciple who had attacked and killed, and he was also a disciple of the foundation building period, his face suddenly turned pale, and his dark heart turned cold.

But where would Zhang Yan sit still like this.

Forcibly suppressing the fatal pain in his body, with a move in his hand, the phaseless circle flew out of his hand, and met the big sword of the disciple of the Jianxia Sect.

Then, the Qingyun Ding in his hand and the spirit of the spirit regained its vigor, and it was strictly blocked in front of him.

While!

With the sound of the handover of gold and stone, the phaseless circle that Zhang Yan sacrificed was directly knocked back, let out a slight groan, and fell beside him.

And the big sword of the disciple of the Jianxia Sect had already fallen on the big tripod in front of Zhang Yanyu in an instant.

Sonor!

The big sword collided with the Great Ding, the spirit exploded, the cyan cloud tore apart, and then the blazing golden sword directly submerged the entire Great Ding.

Bang bang......

Zhang Yan held the big tripod in his hand, and the whole person slid out of the ground for nearly a dozen zhang before he could stop.

Receiving this blow again, Zhang Yan's clothes were torn, and there was a faint fine blood spilling out of his skin, obviously injured again.

What's even worse is that the Qingyun Ding in front of him, after resisting the sword of this Jianxia Sect disciple, suddenly let out a soft groan, although there was a buzz, it turned into a cyan small ding the size of a fist in the blink of an eye, and fell into Zhang Yan's palm.

"Even Qingyunding has been damaged, how terrifying should this person's kendo attainments be?"

Zhang Yan's face was frightened, his body trembled slightly, and he looked at the young man in a colorful Taoist robe and holding a long and broad sword that appeared on the opposite side, and he couldn't help but feel a deep frustration in his heart.

Moreover, Zhang Yan has become scared in his heart at the moment.

Who is not afraid of death?

Even if he is desperate, he has no other means to fight hard at this moment.

"Cast the Divine Shadow Shift again, if that happens, I will be even weaker, and at most I will be able to flash dozens of feet away, and escape from the encirclement of these people, but I want to escape ......"

Thinking of this, Zhang Yan couldn't help but look at the blood river that was only a few miles below the mountain, and his face struggled slightly.

Shout!

The young man of Jianxiamen, at this time, swung his long sword again, attacked and killed, and arrived in a blink of an eye.

Swish!

However, Zhang Yan, who was under the young man's sword, suddenly disappeared, making him slash into the air.

"Blazing Eye, let go of the blood river, kill it directly, the others will catch up, don't let him escape!"

At the Jianxia Gate, Mu Ye slowly calmed down at this moment, even if he saw Zhang Yan disappear suddenly, he was not nervous, and spoke in a deep voice.

Sure enough, as soon as Mu Ye's words fell, he saw Zhang Yan appear outside the encirclement of more than a dozen Jianxia Sect disciples and rushed towards the blood river.

Bang Bang ......

After Zhang Yan flashed out of the encirclement of more than a dozen people, regardless of his serious injuries, he ran towards the surging and surging river of blood, and when he used the bone forging skill and the swimming qi gold technique to the extreme, his hands did not stop, and at the same time, several sky-skimming talismans came out of the storage bag, crushed them one by one, and attached them to his body, and the speed was two points faster.

It's just that at this moment, the dozen or so disciples of the Jianxia Sect who had cultivated in the foundation building period, and the young man who had killed him, Lieyan, chased him a few feet behind him in a blink of an eye.

Especially the blazing eye, the speed is extremely fast, terrifying.

But at this moment, Zhang Yan was still two miles away from the Blood River, and in this case, before he could run to the edge of the Blood River, he would have been blasted into slag by more than a dozen foundation building period monks behind him.

This made his heart slightly gloomy.

At this moment, even if the old monster makes a move, it can't resist it at all.

"Woo woo woo ......"

It's just that at this extremely critical moment, more than a dozen sounds like babies crying suddenly came from the bank of the blood river, the cry was desolate, and after listening carefully, there was a slight sense of gloom, like the voice of a female ghost, which was terrifying.

"The voice of the Nine Infants! Where did this Ancient Beast Nine Babies come from?"

In the ghost spirit bead, Yin Kui was also in a hurry for a long time, and when he heard this voice at this moment, he couldn't help but be shocked.

And at the moment when this voice came out, I saw that from the bank of the Blood River, more than a dozen figures dressed in blood suddenly appeared, flying towards Zhang Yan and more than a dozen disciples of the Jianxia Sect, and they took two breaths tightly, and they arrived in front of them, the speed was so fast, it was shocking.

"Kill!"

The dozen or so blood-clothed figures, their faces were covered by blood and gas, and they couldn't see their true faces clearly, only hearing the middle one, sacrificing a scarlet and terrifying blood knife, towards more than a dozen Jianxiamen disciples.

"Who?"

Seeing more than a dozen people suddenly appearing, Lieyan couldn't help but change color on his face and let out a shocked voice.

Judging from the cultivation of these dozen people who appeared and the fluctuations of the true yuan on their bodies, they were all monks in the foundation building period, so he couldn't help but look pale and showed a dignified expression.

"You pester these people, I'll go hunt down that kid!"

Lie Yan was stunned, and the whole person turned around, as fast as a flying sword, leaving an afterimage of the Dao, and in the blink of an eye, he turned a corner, like a loach slippery, avoiding the attacks of these blood-clothed people, and caught up with Zhang Yan.

"Hmph, you want to do it right under my nose, delusional!"

However, the leader of these dozen or so blood-clothed people, that is, the one who wanted to speak out first, snorted coldly, and also turned around, and intercepted and killed the Fierce Eye, and the speed was also amazing.

"It's the monks of Night Cry City, how could they be here?"

On the mountain ridge of Gale Valley, seeing these dozen people appear, Mu Ye's face changed slightly, and he exclaimed in surprise.

"Night Crying City?Senior Brother, what kind of power is that?Isn't it only the Nine Great Sects participating in this Blood Pool Trial, how can these people appear?"

The disciples of the Jianxia Sect behind him couldn't help but wonder when they heard Mu Ye's words and the change in the expression on the former's face.

"Night Cry City, that is a giant city in the depths of the Northern Regions, it is within the range of the power of Night Cry Island, and it is also the most important base of Night Cry Island in the outside world, the strength of this power is comparable to that of the Thousand Spirit Sect, and their disciples are also extremely terrifying, these senior brothers can also occasionally hear from the mouth of the sect elders!

Mu Ye's face became extremely gloomy, and his expression showed hesitation and struggle.

At this moment, Mu Ye began to think about making a move, looking at the dozen or so Night Crying City monks who appeared in the distance, and in the blink of an eye, he entangled the dozen or so monks of the foundation building period of the gate, that kid was about to jump into the blood river, and when the time came, if he wanted to find it, it would be sad to reach the sky.

Swish!

Mu Ye thought about it, and couldn't help but be ruthless on his face, and the whole person suddenly swept out of the river and went towards the bank of the blood river, and the target was directly aimed at Zhang Yan, who was close to the blood river.

"Yo giggle...... Brother Mu, why are you so eager to do it? Why don't you go through a few tricks with Qilan first, you and I will decide the winner and loser, and then it's not too late to chase that little brother!"

It's just that at this time, before Mu Ye hurriedly swept a few feet away, the master sister of the Ethereal Palace, Qi Lan, appeared like a ghost, appeared in the blink of an eye, appeared in front of Mu Ye, blocking the way, her face was still a gentle smile, and she chuckled slightly at Mu Ye.

"Fairy Qi, what do you mean by that?"

Mu Ye looked at the young man with the treasure, who was already close to the edge of the blood river, and was already extremely anxious, seeing this Qilan stopping him, his face couldn't help but show killing intent, and asked in a cold voice.

"Giggles, Brother Mu, is it possible that you want to kill Qilan? Qilan just wants to have a few tricks with you, and has no other meaning. ”

Qilan turned a blind eye to the killing intent on the former's face, and still said with a chuckle.

"Disciple of Jianxia Sect, chase after and kill that kid!"

Mu Ye's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly turned around and shouted at the hundreds of Jianxia Sect disciples behind him.

Then the spirit of the big sword in his hand came out vigorously, and the sharp light on the tip of the sword was uncertain, and it fell three feet, and he lifted it up, and slashed the blue.

"Yo, Brother Mu is really angry, and Qilan will compare with you. ”

Qilan's face looked like this, she didn't care about the big sword that was chopped down, and with a slight flip of her slender jade hand, she took out a white jade qin, and slightly, the imperial envoy met the big sword that was cut off.

Ding Ding ......

The collision between the two was not a piercing sound of gold and stone, but an extremely pleasant rhythm that fell into everyone's ears.

And the jade qin, to put it mildly, resisted the big sword, and Qilan looked even more freehand.

Looking at the appearance, Mu Ye couldn't hurt Qilan at all, so he was so deadlocked.

"Who are you? Fight against my Jianxiamen, don't know whether to live or die!"

Fierce Eyes couldn't recognize the monk who appeared in front of him, and he couldn't help but be furious when he looked at the young man who had already run away.

"Hehe, Jianxiamen, what kind of bullshit sect, dare to speak so loudly, in the eyes of us and others, they are all cats and dogs!"

When the blood-clothed man heard Fierce Eye's words, he sneered and said mockingly.

"Humph!"

Lie watched Zhang Yan run farther and farther, and had no time to fight with the blood-clothed man, after a cold snort, his hand was slightly on the side, and the big sword in his hand suddenly cracked, a sword light as blazing as the scorching sun, a curved scroll, like lightning, bypassed the blood-clothed man, pointed directly at Zhang Yan, and **** up.