The cyan flying knife was as fast as thunder, piercing the void and flying toward Ye Qingchen!
Even Ning Duankong, who was hiding in the dark, didn't have time to notice it!
This accident happened too suddenly!
suddenly--
The Yucang Sword in Ye Qingchen's hand flew out automatically and blocked Ye Qingchen's back!
clang----!!
A clanging sound spread throughout the forest, bringing with it a sudden burst of energy.
Although Yucang Sword successfully blocked the cyan flying knife, it was still knocked away by the terrifying power poured into the cyan flying knife!
It hit Ye Qingchen's back directly!
"puff--!"
Ye Qingchen's body was smashed into a shocking curved angle, and a line of blood spattered from his mouth.
Not only that, all the internal organs in his body were almost displaced, and his whole body fell hard to the ground along with Yucang Sword!
boom!!
A huge deep hole was made in the ground!
"Brother Ye!!"
Yu Yuemo's expression suddenly changed and he quickly flew away.
But when he was still halfway there, his whole body froze and he fell directly from the air!
It's like being firmly suppressed by an invisible big hand!
Xie Tong and the other nine disciples are no exception!
"Mo'er!"
Ning Duankong, who was hiding in the dark, also changed his expression suddenly. He immediately summoned a long sword with stars engraved in his hand and was about to pierce the air.
suddenly.
A gust of wind with a hint of golden light suddenly covered Ning Duankong's face!
Ning Duankong's eyes darkened, and he immediately swung out the long sword of stars in his hand!
boom--!
The golden wind scroll was slashed away by a sword, turning into a chaotic wind flow and dispersing!
After breaking through the wind, a figure appeared in front of Ning Duankong.
"It's you! Xuanjin Saint!"
The moment he saw the figure, Ning Duankong had a gloomy face and recognized the other person's identity.
"Haha, Xinghen Swordsman, long time no see."
Luo Jiuchen sneered and said:
"Do you know how much I resented you when I saw Han'er's body?"
"It's all because of you... Han'er died in the hands of that bastard!"
Ning Duangkong's face darkened and he said coldly:
"Your son's skills are inferior to others, and he has no idea how much he weighs. If he dies in the hands of the other party, doesn't he reap the consequences?"
"It's you! You are a dignified black gold saint, but you can actually spit on others!"
"Your son obviously died on his own weapon, what does it have to do with Ye Qingchen and me?!"
Hearing this, Luo Jiuchen's face froze.
He saw the fatal penetrating wound on Luo Jiuchen's body, and recognized that it was not a wound that should be left by a sword.
More like being penetrated by a spear!
But the white-haired old man insisted that the wound was caused by Ye Qingchen!
It wasn't until this moment that Luo Jiuchen realized that the white-haired old man must be hiding something!
Because he knew Ning Duankong's character very well, there was no need to lie to him about this kind of thing!
But now that they have taken action against Ye Qingchen, there is absolutely no way they would act stupidly and interrupt the operation!
"Hmph! No matter how Han'er died, in short, his death is definitely related to that guy!"
Luo Jiuchen said in a dark voice: "We are here just to capture him back to our Fengling Sacred Pavilion and accept his execution at our Fengling Sacred Pavilion!"
Ning Duangkong's face darkened and he shouted:
"By doing this, you are making an enemy of me, Xingluohen Mountain!"
"Humph, stop bluffing people there!"
Luo Jiuchen looked sarcastic and said, "That guy is not a disciple of your Xingluohen Mountain."
"Even if you use Xingluohen Mountain to threaten us, will the 'Hen Master' behind you really let the entire Xingluohen Mountain go to war with our Fengling Sacred Pavilion for the sake of a stranger?
"
Hearing this, Ning Duankong's face darkened.
indeed.
Even the "Hen Master" was full of praise for Ye Qingchen's talent, potential, understanding, etc.
But he also knew that if he really took Ye Qingchen into Xingluohen Mountain, he would undoubtedly be carrying a hot potato.
Therefore, he only asked Ning Duankong to show Xing Luo's friendly side to Ye Qingchen and never to be his enemy.
But if it involves the Four Holy Lands, let him put the interests of Xingluohen Mountain first!
"No matter what, I won't let you take him away!"
Ning Duankong said coldly, and the sword energy on his body swept away like a sea wave, covering the airspace!
"Hmph, although I am not as good as you in cultivation, it is extremely easy to hold you back for a while!"
Luo Jiuchen snorted coldly and summoned a spear with a higher grade than Luo Yuhan's weapon!
His body was filled with wind and thunder that contained golden light! His aura was as powerful as the sky!
Then, they flew towards each other!
For a time, there was a roaring sound high in the sky that seemed endless.
In the forest.
Yu Yuemo struggled to get up, wanting to detect Ye Qingchen's condition immediately.
But before his eyes, a thin figure appeared!
The figure was wearing a green robe and looked cold and evil.
Just looking at it for the first time made Yu Yuemo's heart tremble violently!
"I advise you not to move."
Saint Feng Sha smiled slightly, but his smile was extremely cold and sinister.
"Otherwise, if you make me angry...I don't mind letting you bleed out."
Hearing this, Yu Yuemo and others froze.
"You are the Wind Killing Saint of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion!"
Yu Yuemo forced himself to speak out, gritted his teeth and asked:
"Aren't you afraid of being punished by God if you do this?"
"God's punishment?"
The Fengsha Saint sneered and said: "If divine punishment really exists, I am afraid that I, who is in charge of thousands of lives, would have been wiped out by the divine punishment."
How many, thousands of lives?!
The faces of Yu Yuemo and others suddenly turned pale.
Apart from their normal experience in killing evildoers, the only ones they killed were those monsters.
But the ten monsters they killed together in their lifetime were not as many as the other party killed!
"Forget it, my target is not you anyway, just stay aside obediently."
The Saint of Wind Killer raised his head and glanced at the battle in the sky. The corners of his mouth slanted slightly and he said:
"On the contrary, Xuanjin Saint... I hope you can hold on for a while longer so that I can feel the pleasure of abusing a genius."
As he said that, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, withdrew his gaze, looked at the deep pit not far away, and said "eh" slightly.
I saw a figure with tattered robes, almost bathed in blood, crawling out of the pit holding a pale sword.
The aura on his body was so chaotic that even a new martial artist could easily kill him.
But he still relied on the Yu Cang Sword in his hand to stand up and did not fall down.
"I didn't expect... your little guy's willpower is quite strong, and he didn't even faint."
"Okay, I can enjoy the pleasure of abusing you later..."
As he spoke, his eyes looked at the intact Yu Cang Sword in Ye Qingchen's hand, and his expression changed slightly.
"However, the sword in your hand makes me more interested."
Hearing this, Ye Qingchen, who was extremely angry, seemed to have discovered something. He raised the Yucang Sword in his hand with force, and pointed the sword tip directly at the Wind Killing Saint.
Saint Feng Sha was slightly startled, then sneered:
"What a courageous person...even in this situation, he did not forget to point the sword in his hand at the enemy."
"But...it's just in vain!"
As soon as the words fell, his figure suddenly disappeared.
The next moment, his body suddenly appeared in front of Ye Qingchen, and the cyan wind in his hand instantly condensed into a huge cyan wind claw, grabbing Ye Qingchen fiercely!
Almost at the same moment——
In Ye Qingchen's pupils, a pale sword shadow flashed past!
boom--!!!
A pale sword energy as bright as the power of heaven suddenly burst out from Ye Qingchen's body!