In fact, just as the Soul-Slaying Sword Duan Ruhui walked towards him, Xingyan was already on guard. According to his previous understanding of the leaders of the Jingshi Sect, after the poisoning incident in the morning, Xingyan had long since no etiquette would be expected from his opponent.

As expected, just when Duan Ruhui was three or four feet away from him, he saw that he had drawn his sword and attacked him like a wild jackal.

"Good come!"

Seeing the sword aura of the broken shadows, the Sihai Hall Master, who was used to magic, did not care at all. He shouted inwardly, quickly used the Xu Yao Xuanhua Art, spreading a layer of almost colorless and invisible light shield all over his body. The young man who was becoming more and more sensitive recently looked at the meteor-like light in front of him, but he didn't feel that he was so fast.

So, just as Duan Ruhui, a brilliant sword aura as a broken moon, cut through the dark world and shot like a sharp arrow, the boy who was fully alert suddenly felt as if he was sensing an extremely familiar and friendly aura. The momentary flash of thoughts had caused the courageous young man to remove the shield of Xu Yao Xuanhua that protected his whole body; so while the audience was looking forward or afraid, the sharp sword aura that was already completely immersed in Xingyan's body!

"Amitabha! He was poisonous."

Looking at the disciple's invincible sword aura, the nervous and eye-catching Jinbo monk suddenly breathed a sigh of relief; as the boy was stunned at the thunderous sword light, Jinbo monk chanted the Buddha's name and smiled knowingly with the Naruto Yama who knew the inside story beside him.

At this moment, all the Pure World scholars were happy, waiting for the young man who was hit by the sword to explode and die. As long as those who have heard of the "Star-Breaking Soul-Slaying Sword" are famous, they know that the spirit-Slaying Sword is invincible, not to mention that all of them entered the body, even if they sweep a little bit of the sword energy, they will inevitably lose their souls!

So, now all the opposing sects such as Zhurong Sect were all looking down; many people had already covered their faces and turned their faces, and they couldn't bear to see the expected tragic situation of flesh and blood flying. However, what was very puzzled was that the two female companions of the victims were still calm at this time, and they seemed not worried about the life and death of their companions.

"No, it should be a fraud!"

The golden monk who had been paying attention to Qiong's expression immediately knew something was wrong; just as he turned this thought, he could hear the young man in the scene who had been in his life for a moment suddenly spoke:

"Yes, your sword energy is indeed pure!"

Then he saw him bowing to his powerful enemy and begging:

"I just got Chenghui; I wonder if I can give it a few more shots? Thank you!"

It turned out that just as Duan Ruhui's sword power as if he had broken stars and soul-killing, Xing Yan suddenly had the familiar sense of refining the energy of heaven and earth on weekdays, and immediately relaxed the protection. At the same time, the magic and virtual art that was familiar with his chest was born in response to his thoughts. Therefore, this sword energy of the broken stars, which had been refined by Duan Ruhui and intended to kill a powerful enemy, became the supreme beauty of the young man's Taoist power!

At this moment, because they were too far away, almost no one in the field could hear what the young man was saying except for the extremely powerful Golden Witch Monk. But after waiting for so many times, Zou Yanzhao Shi Yuying and others also knew that the young man surnamed Zhang who stood up for him was not destroyed by the sword. Immediately, their hearts that were in their throats were temporarily released.

However, compared with them, the wise master of the Jingshi Sect who was now facing the young man was far less relaxed. He thought he could get it right, but found that his attack was like a mud cow entering the sea, which immediately made Duan Ruhui's already gloomy gray face become even more dim. After gritting his teeth, he shook his white shirt and swirled around the young man standing calmly like a ghost. In an instant, the crowd outside the large stone ping saw a dazzling white light swirling in the center of the scene, wrapping the young man like a turbulent wave; and the young man in black dress was now like a leaf on a boat, turbulent and swaying in the turbulent wind and waves, as if he was about to be destroyed in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene, Zou Yanzhao and others who had just calmed down were looking like earth again, but only Qiong Xuyi was still calm. The little girl with a childish look was still there, comparing which wave was bigger than the wave in the river last time.

Sure enough, after seeing Zhang Qiongzu's expression, the Golden Monk immediately saw it in a discouragement. In the blink of an eye, the disciple's fierce sword light and blade waves began to fade gradually; it seemed that in a short while, these sword auras would go and never return like before.

Seeing this, another wise master of the Jingshi Sect couldn't help it, so he quickly turned to Master Jinbo to show his eyes. But he saw the master of the sect that Du Zhizhu had always been holding, frowned at this time, and looked at another place with a nervous expression. Looking at the place where his eyes were settled, he saw just a little girl who was just beating his fingers.

“Master…”

Luo Ziming called out a light call and finally called back the tranced Zen master. The Golden Man Monk glanced at him and knew his intentions immediately. He looked at the Zhang Qiongzi, and the Golden Man Monk quietly shook his hand, so that he should not act rashly.

"Why is the master so afraid of that little girl?"

Seeing that his master became as timid as a mouse, Master Luo Xian was always used to being arrogant, he was very dissatisfied. So, the naughty Hokage Yan Luo secretly picked up the magic in his sleeve and took the verbal trick in his mouth. In the dim wave of swords in the field, a piece of soul-burning and bone-eroding form-refining fire was added in the air.

Seeing that he successfully attacked, the Naruto Yama, who had reached the level of the Three Flowers Gathering, thought with confidence:

"Ha! With my bone-eroding yin fire and my star-breaking sword energy with Brother Duan's star-breaking sword energy, if that guy doesn't die, it will be really unreasonable!"

A rare person who saw that the momentum was not superior, Luo Ziming and Luo Xian finally remembered that there was a saying of "nature" in the world. But it was a pity that just like the "nature" in the past, he never stood on the side of the poor beggars who were burned and killed by him, this time, thenature also did not work:

In the blink of an eye, whether it was the star-shattering sword energy or the invisible dark fire, they were all gone by the young man.

At the last moment, Duan Ruhui, who was in trouble, could not help but slash with a knife, but he could only hear a "clang" sound, and the young man who didn't know how to cherish his sword weapon was slashed back with one force!

At this time, looking at the calm opponent and feeling the pain from the right arm, the arrogant leader of the Jingshi Sect finally fell into horror:

"Impossible!...Who is this young man? - The master's plan this time is completely wrong!"

Thinking of this, Duan Ruhui couldn't help but look back, but saw his Jinbao Master winking at this side.

"Forget it, now there is only the secret that Shi Shi did not reveal."

Duan Ruhui, who was almost exhausted at the master's eyes, knew that if he did not use the master's secret technique today, it would be difficult to win. Perhaps, if he could predict the ending in a while, he would never make such a decision at this moment. Unfortunately, the peaceful smile that the clear and clear boy's face gave him an intuitive and fatal illusion:

Wan, this young man’s martial arts are strange, but it is not terrifying.

So, just when the young man woke up and realized that today's battle was not only not dangerous, but also had some unexpected gains, he suddenly felt that the Taihua flowing water in his muscles that had just been integrated into the new power suddenly started to run rapidly!

"Well?"

This is not the first time that Taihua's Dao Power has moved like this. Xingyan was shocked and shocked, and his pores seemed to suddenly open. He quickly looked forward and saw that the sword weapon in Duan Ruhui's hand, which was originally white and thick, was covered with a layer of green and graceful light; and the sword-holder could not stop stuttering, making strange sounds. The corners of his mouth that could not stop touching, and the faint green ghost fire reflected on the corners of his mouth, which made Duan Ruhui's originally fair facial features add a bit of ferocious look!

Seeing this change, before Xingyan could react, he saw that with Duan Ruhui's howling, the layer of green sword light had undergone significant changes:

A wave of light and shadow changed, and hundreds of tiny round objects seemed to be scattered on the wide blade.

"This is?!"

When I looked at these strange images carefully, Xingyan was creepy:

It turned out that these green and blue things were all complete with seven orifices, and they were clearly shrinking heads, like a nest of young rats, crowded and struggling constantly; and their "faces" were filled with painful expressions.

When Xingyan saw such a strange scene, he immediately thought of:

"Duan Ruhui killed infants and children, isn't it just to temper this evil technique?"

Seeing this strange thing, Xingyan dared not neglect anymore, so he used the Xu Yao Xuanhua Art again, stared at the demon sword to see what it was doing. What the master of Sihai Hall didn't know was that just when he was fully alert, Duan Ruhui, who was striving to drive the secret technique, was very confused:

"How strange! Why did I recite the spell for a long time, but the Soul-Devouring Sword is still not moving?"

It was originally an evil gangster who was sweating on his forehead. Looking at the weapon called Soul-Slaying, but actually Soul-Devouring, he was surprised to find that these souls that were tempered and alienated were not as excited as before, but instead looked painful and seemed to be very scared! It seemed that if it weren't for the sound of soul-catching and soul-catching, they would have all had to retreat.

"Is it because today's time is unfavorable? Forget it, I must strive to win with all my might regarding the honor and disgrace of the Divine Church; fortunately, I still have a blood soul!"

Seeing that today's battles are strange everywhere, Duan Ruhui, who is vicious in nature, put his heart in a straight way, and he will use his power to burst out blood to stimulate the demon sword to capture the soul. However, this blood soul, which is taken from the Buddhist intention of cutting flesh and feeding the eagle, will be endless if it is not given, and once it is given, it will be endless. Although Master Jin Bo, with infinite magic power, will definitely rescue him, and in the end he will definitely damage his foundation. Just when he was still hesitating, he saw the young man who had been as quiet as a hill suddenly flashed with a flash of light on his body, and he was about to attack. Seeing this, Duan Ruhui did not hesitate anymore, and immediately let out a sharp and long cry from his mouth.

Hearing this whistle that was not like a human voice, the golden monk who had been nervous suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, clasped his hands and sighed in his heart:

"Good, good, good! I blame my teacher for being a bad teacher...uh?!"

Just when the Buddhist monk in this cult was in pain, he suddenly found that the scream of his disciple's blood soul curse was just halfway through, and then he stopped abruptly, and then replaced it with extremely tragic pain sounds!

"What's the matter?"

When the golden monk heard this strange cry, he was shocked and quickly looked at Shipingzhong:

At this time, not only him, but almost everyone had seen it clearly. The two men who were stunned for a while were just in front of the young man. After Master Duan Xian roared, he suddenly saw the arrogant Master Jingshi Sect, suddenly collapsed to the ground, rolled and shouted, and his whole body was filled with a strange dark green light.

"He is...?"

Although almost everyone has this question, in the huge arena at the foot of Songshan, only one or two people knew the true love. It turned out that just now, Xing Yan was still a little scared when he saw the strange soul light; but after a moment of change, he was overjoyed:

"Ha~ My self-proclaimed 'Golden Flame God Prison Soul-Suppressing Light' has not been used for many days, and it happened to be a success. Today, this evil fellow is making fun of it!"

Unexpectedly, just when he made up his mind and took two steps, the Shangqing Hall Master who was eager to refine the demon sword had already seen the alienated evil spirits at the edge of Duan Ruhui's blade. He suddenly looked frightened and almost broke free from the shackles of the demon sword, flew up together, and rolled back towards the urging person behind!

After a moment of hesitation, he saw that Master Duan Xian had fallen to the ground in depressed manner, rolling in the smoke and dust, and making tragic sounds!

So after a moment, the closest master of Sihai Hall saw that Master Duan Xian, who was backfired by the demon soul, could no longer say a word. He only tried to choke his neck with his hands and make a sound in his throat; his face was full of muscles, as if he was suffering from the pain of sawing the tendons and scraping the bones.

Seeing this, Xingyan was shocked and couldn't help but sigh, walked forward, waved his hand, and let his soul-squeezing flame burn the dying cult master; in just a moment, this powerful and unparalleled soul-purifying light refined the evil spirits on Duan Ruhui's body completely.

So, Master Duan Xian, who was rolling in dust, could finally calm down; he looked at the handsome face with compassion on his head with complicated eyes, and swallowed his last breath-

Perhaps, if the soul of this newly-dead Golden Bowl monk disciple had not yet passed away, he could see how his brother Luo, who was full of revenge, had a life-and-death duel with the graceful woman in snow-colored divine armor, shining and darkening the world. After all, although the resting soul is far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, the surviving living people still have to fight to the death for their own good and evil.

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