The middle-aged man in green robes laughed loudly, with a hint of madness in his laughter, which showed how resentful he was towards the disciple of Tianxin Sword Master.
Now that Tianxin Sword Master's disciple is dead, he can't take revenge on him, but being able to retaliate and ravage Tianxin Sword Master will make him feel more relaxed and comfortable in his heart.
After all, Tianxin Sword Master is an invincible saint with great reputation, and he has only just entered the seventh level of true saint.
In normal times, he would never dare to provoke a being like Tianxin Sword Master, but now, the other party is his prisoner. He can live if he wants, and die if he wants.
Damn, there is such a contrast, this middle-aged man in green robe is very wanton.
This is also the reason why the middle-aged man in green robe did not hesitate to spend a lot of money in the sect to let the sect transfer him to the Blood Origin Domain.
"Haha, Tianxin Sword Master, please forgive me!"
"Kneel down in front of me, kowtow and beg for mercy, and I will let you go!"
The middle-aged man in green robes smiled wantonly, and the soul-piercing whip in his hand never stopped, striking Tianxin Sword Master again and again. The severe pain in his soul made Tianxin Sword Master's face completely distorted, but he still remained
He resisted and never spoke.
The disciples of the Purple Blood Sect around them were holding their hands tightly, their hearts filled with rage, but they did not dare to explode.
"Haha, Tianxin Sword Master, aren't you begging for mercy?"
The middle-aged man in green robe was still laughing wantonly, but suddenly...
The laughter of the middle-aged man in green robe suddenly stopped.
Not only his laughter, but also the movements of his hands stopped completely.
The arrogant look on his face was gradually replaced by an unprecedented fear.
The middle-aged man in green robe was extremely frightened. He didn't even know where the reason for his fright came from, but he knew that his life had begun to pass away.
A blood hole appeared between his eyebrows at some point.
This bloody hole pierced his head and at the same time annihilated all the divine power in his body.
Without any possibility of struggle, the middle-aged man in green robe died on the spot!
The sudden change shocked everyone around him.
Everyone saw the middle-aged man in green robe turned into a cold corpse, but they didn't know what happened from the beginning to the end.
"What's going on?"
"Master Su, are you dead?"
"How did you die?"
The sergeants were also at a loss.
But at this moment, whoosh! whoosh! whoosh!
Three figures suddenly appeared in front of the middle-aged man in green robes, standing right in front of Tian Xin Sword Master.
"Are you Tianxin?" an old but gentle voice sounded.
Sword Master Tianxin, who was suffering unprecedented pain in his soul and could only grit his teeth to hold on, slowly raised his head when he heard the voice.
However, when he raised his head and saw the person who appeared in front of him, the figure of Tianxin Sword Master was shaken violently, and his pupils were widened.
"You, are you...Uncle Shen Huo?" Tianxin Sword Master said with a trembling voice.
"It's me." Lord Shenhuo nodded slightly.
"Uncle Shen Huo, are you really Uncle Shen Huo? Are you still alive? Am I not dreaming?" Tianxin Sword Master became so excited that he completely forgot about the severe pain in his soul.
Two hundred million years ago, when the Purple Star Demon Sect was still there, Lord Shenhuo was already an elder of the Purple Star Demon Sect, and he was also a genius elder with an astonishing reputation.
At that time, the Tianxin Sword Master was just a core disciple of the Purple Star Demon Sect. In terms of seniority, of course he had to call the Master Shenhuo his uncle.
It's just that during the battle when the Purple Star Demon Sect was destroyed, Demon Lord Shen Huo stayed in the Purple Star Demon Sect, and after that battle, there was no news about Demon Lord Shen Huo. This made Tianxin Sword Master think that Lord Shen Huo
The Fire Lord has long since died.
But today...
"Tianxin, you have suffered." Lord Shenhuo's voice was trembling.
But at this time...
"Who dares to act so recklessly in the Blood Yuan Domain?"
A loud shout suddenly resounded throughout the world.
I saw the void not far away, densely packed with hundreds of figures, swarming over like wasps.
These people are all sergeants guarding the Blood Origin Territory. They are generally not weak in strength, and their leader is a master of rules.
As soon as Jian Wushuang and the others arrived, and Lord Shenhuo directly killed the middle-aged man in green robe, the high-level experts guarding the Blood Yuan Domain immediately got the news and rushed over immediately.
Although they don't know who the person who broke into the Blood Yuan Realm and killed the middle-aged man in green is and what his strength is, the Blood Yuan Realm is jointly controlled by their seven major powers, and the seven major forces unite
, the strength is extremely terrifying, and it can definitely walk sideways in the second heaven.
With such a tyrannical background, they naturally don't have to worry about anything, and they have been acting extremely domineering for many years.
But this time, they obviously mentioned iron plates.
When the hundreds of figures rushed towards him, Lord Shenhuo slowly raised his head, glanced at the void, and then slowly raised his head again. In his hand, a surging power began to gather.
"These people are going to be miserable." Jian Wushuang gave the hundreds of people a sympathetic look.
He could see that the current Lord Shenhuo was obviously furious.
And under this kind of rage, those people still come to the door without opening their eyes, aren't they looking for death?
Sure enough, Lord Shenhuo took action directly.
He simply waved his right hand towards the void, but this wave whipped up a terrifying storm, completely covering the void in an instant.
There were hundreds of figures in the void, and most of them were true saints of the sixth level or above, seventh-level true saints, and even peak saints. There was also a Lord of Rules. But in front of this storm,
They are all very weak,
The void was shattered like pieces of paper, and everything in the void was annihilated into powder. The hundreds of strong men were naturally annihilated under this storm, and not even one person was left.
Down.
This scene completely frightened everyone present.
"This, this..."
"With a wave of his hand, hundreds of strong men, including a Lord of the Void, all died? What kind of strength is this?"
"He, who is he?"
Countless frightened voices echoed in everyone's minds.
When the Heart Sword Master saw this scene that day, he was overjoyed. Then he knelt down and shouted sternly: "Uncle Shen Huo, you have to avenge my Zixue Sect, Senior Brother Qiu Tomb, and Senior Brother Lingfeng!
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"Tianxin, don't be anxious, sit down and speak slowly." Lord Shenhuo suppressed the anger in his heart.
"Tianxin Sword Master, your soul has suffered a lot of trauma. I have a few pills here. You can take them first. It will be of great help to the recovery of your soul." Jian Wushuang took out a jade bottle,