The blue flying knife was as fast as thunder, and it actually penetrated the void and flew towards Ye Qingchen!

Even Ning Duankong, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't have time to notice it!

This incident happened too suddenly!

Suddenly—

The Yu Cang Sword in Ye Qingchen's hand flew out automatically and blocked Ye Qingchen's back!

clang----!!

A sound of sound that spread throughout the forest brought out a sudden burst of energy.

Although the Yucang Sword successfully blocked the green flying knife, it was still shaken away by the terrifying power infused on the green flying knife!

It hit Ye Qingchen directly on the back!

"puff--!"

Ye Qingchen's body was smashed into a shocking curved angle, and a splash of blood was ejected from his mouth.

Not only that, his internal organs almost moved, and his whole body fell to the ground with the Yu Cang sword!

Bang!!

A huge pit was smashed into the ground!

"Brother Ye!!"

Yu Yuemo's face changed suddenly and he quickly flew away.

But halfway through, his whole body stiffened and his whole body fell directly from the air!

It was like being firmly suppressed by an invisible big hand!

Xie Tong and other nine disciples are no exception!

"Mo'er!"

Ning Duankong, who was hiding in the darkness, also changed his face and immediately summoned a long sword engraved with stars in his hand, and was about to break through the air.

Suddenly.

A wind with a little golden dark light suddenly enveloped Ning Duankong's face!

Ning Duankong's eyes sank, and the long sword of stars in his hand immediately swung out!

boom--!

The golden wind was slashed by a sword and turned into a chaotic wind and dispersed!

After breaking through the wind, a figure appeared in front of Ning Duankong's eyes.

"It's you! The Saint of Xuanjin!"

The moment he saw the figure, Ning Duankong had a gloomy face and recognized the other party's identity.

"Haha, Star Sword Sword, long time no see."

Luo Jiuchen sneered and said:

"Do you know how resentful I felt when I saw Han'er's body!"

"It's because of you... Han'er who died at the hands of that bastard!"

Ning Duankong's face darkened and he said coldly:

"Your son is not as skilled as a human being, and he doesn't know how much he is. Isn't he going to die in the hands of the other party to his own deeds?"

"It's you! You are a dignified Xuanjin Saint, but you can even swear blood!"

"Your son is obviously dead on his own weapon, what does it have to do with me and Ye Qingchen?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Jiuchen's face froze.

He saw the fatal piercing wound on Luo Jiuchen's body, and he also recognized that it should not be the wound that should have been left by a sword weapon.

It's more like being penetrated by a spear!

But the white-haired old man insisted that the wound was left by Ye Qingchen!

It was not until this moment that Luo Jiuchen realized that the old man with white hair must have concealed something!

Because he knew Ning Duankong's personality very well, there was no need to deceive himself in such a thing!

But now that they have taken action against Ye Qingchen, it is impossible for them to do stupid behavior of interrupting their actions!

"Hmph! No matter how Han'er died, in short, his death is definitely unrelated to that guy!"

Luo Jiuchen said in a dark voice: "We are here to capture him back to my Fenglei Holy Pavilion and accept the execution of my Fenglei Holy Pavilion!"

Ning Duankong's face darkened and he shouted:

"You are doing this to be an enemy of my Xingluohen Mountain!"

"Hmph, don't be fooling people there!"

Luo Jiuchen showed sarcastic expression and said, "That guy is not your disciple of Xingluohenshan."

"Even if you threaten us with Xingluohen Mountain, will the 'Hen Zun' behind you really make the entire Xingluohen Mountain fight with my Fenglei Holy Pavilion for a little guy I have never known each other?"

Hearing this, Ning Duankong's face darkened.

indeed.

Even the "Hen Zun" praised Ye Qingchen's talent, potential, and insights.

But he also knew that if he really put Ye Qingchen into Xingluohen Mountain, he would undoubtedly have a hot potato in his arms.

Therefore, he only told Ning Duankong to show his friendly side to Ye Qingchen and never be enemies with him.

But if the four holy places are involved, let him take the interests of Xingluohen Mountain first!

"I will not let you take him away anyway!"

Ning Duankong made a cold voice, and the sword energy on his body swept across like a sea of ​​tide, covering this airspace!

"Hmph, although my cultivation level is not as good as you, it is extremely simple to hold you back for a while!"

Luo Jiuchen snorted coldly and summoned a spear with a higher level than Luo Yuhan's weapon!

There was a wind and thunder hidden in golden light on his body! His aura was as powerful as the sky!

Then, they flew towards each other!

For a moment, the roar was rolling in the sky, as if it was endless.

In the forest.

Yu Yuemo struggled to get up, wanting to detect Ye Qingchen's situation as soon as possible.

But a thin figure appeared in front of him!

The figure was wearing a green robe and looked cold and evil.

Just the first time I saw Yu Yuemo's mind couldn't help but tremble for a moment!

"I advise you not to move around."

The saint of Wind Killing smiled slightly, but it was extremely cunning and cold.

"Otherwise, if it makes me angry... I don't mind letting you get some blood out."

Upon hearing this, Yu Yuemo and others were all stiff.

"You are the Fengshen Saint of Fenglei Holy Pavilion!"

Yu Yuemo forced himself to speak out and gritted his teeth and asked:

"Are you not afraid of being punished by God when you do this?"

"God's reprimand?"

The saint of Feng Killing sneered and said, "If the heavenly punishment really exists, I am afraid that I, who is in charge of thousands of lives, will have been gone under the heavenly punishment."

How many thousand lives?!

Yu Yuemo and others' faces suddenly turned pale.

Apart from their usual experiences and killing those evil people, they have killed those monsters.

But the monsters they killed in their lives were not as many as the other party killed!

"Forget it, my target is not you anyway, just stay aside."

The saint of Wind Killing looked up at the battle above the sky, his mouth slightly slanted, and said:

"It's the Xuanjin Saint... I hope you can hold on for a while so that I can feel what kind of pleasure it is to abuse geniuses."

As he said that, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, withdrew his gaze, looked at the deep pit not far away, and said "huh".

I saw a figure with a torn robe, almost bathed in blood, holding a pale sword in his hand and crawling out of the deep pit.

The aura on his body was so chaotic that even a warrior who had just entered martial arts was able to easily kill him.
To be continued...