On the extremely silent mountain path, two figures, one white and one black, were running rapidly.
The white figure stopped and gasped, "I think I am also the leader of Tianwaitian Sect and the future son-in-law of King Jiangling, but now I am chased into such a situation by a man and a sword."
The person who said this was the current leader of the Demon Sect, Ye Anshi, who was also Wu Xin of Hanshui Temple.
When the black figure saw this, he stopped, inserted the large knife like a door panel in front of him, and looked around cautiously.
The black shadow is exactly the Minghou in "Yue Ji smiles and sends messages, Minghou kills people in anger", but now there is no emotion in Minghou's eyes.
Wuxin also looked around, sighed secretly, and patted Minghou on the shoulder, "Minghou, there's no need to look. We can only wait for him to come to us now, but we don't have the responsibility to look for him."
"Haha" a burst of laughter came, and Wu Xin pretended to lament when he heard it. The Minghou beside him had already drawn his giant sword.
I saw a man wearing a black cloak, a bamboo hat, and holding a giant sword walking up the hillside step by step. "You kid, you finally have some self-awareness and know that you can't run away."
"I still say the same thing, senior. As one of the five great sword immortals in the world, the Raging Sword Immortal, must make things difficult for this junior? I am a genius, and I don't want to die so early." Wu Xin said slowly.
"What else are you thinking of doing?" Yan Zhantian held down the Broken Army Sword and said in a deep voice. Along the way, Yan Zhantian had several opportunities to kill Wu Xin and Ming Hou, but Wu Xin was cunning and changeable.
I was able to escape death every time.
At this time, Wu Xin suddenly stretched out his hand, and a pigeon landed on his hand. Wu Xin smiled: "Senior, you can't kill me, because reinforcements will come soon."
"Haha" Yan Zhantian sneered twice and looked into the distance, "Oh? I wonder who he is?"
While he was talking unintentionally, he also felt an extremely terrifying aura approaching them. Even the giant sword in his hand, Po Jun, trembled.
Yan Zhantian couldn't help but be shocked. You must know that Po Jun is also ranked fifth among the world's famous swordsmen.
"The reinforcement is a swordsman." Wu Xin smiled, waved his hand gently, and released the pigeon to fly again. Then his expression suddenly changed, and he pulled Ming Hou to the side and shouted, "Back off!"
Suddenly a sword cut through his clothes, and the man who Wu Xin said was here to save him stabbed him with a sword. Wu Xin's foot power was extremely strong, and he was able to avoid the sword.
But the sword did not stop, and then there was a flash of purple light, but it did not go away from him, but went towards the Wrath Sword Fairy Face and the Sky.
Yan Zhantian is known as the Fairy of the Furious Sword and is known for his domineering sword power. Naturally, he disdained this sudden sword attack and raised his Broken Army Sword to easily block the sword.
But what was unexpected was that the power of the sword in front of him was like the attack of thousands of ghosts and the biting cold wind. He was forced to retreat no less than ten steps with one sword.
The swordsman stopped, and Yan Zhantian slipped ten steps away. The sword hit the ground, and the bamboo hat on his head broke into two halves and fell to the ground, revealing a face full of sword marks.
And if you look carefully, Yan Zhantian's mouth is slightly cracked, and his big hand holding Po Jun is shaking slightly.
"So it's so scary. No wonder she has to cover her face with a bamboo hat." Wu Xin commented, then turned to look at the people aside. "Compared to this, a girl like this can be considered a fairy."
Wearing white clothes, an unknown long sword, and a head of magical purple hair, the female swordsman descended from the sky. She was indeed stunningly beautiful.
"Li Hanyi!" Yan Zhantian shouted out the name of the female swordsman in front of him in shock, but his eyes also looked at the long sword in Li Hanyi's hand.
It was this sword, and the force of the sword just now came from this sword.
The name of Xueyue Sword Immortal resounded throughout the world, and people looked up to it, but it was impossible for Yan Zhantian, the wrathful sword immortal, to be among them. But Yan Zhantian, the Xueyue Sword Immortal, had never seen him before. Li Hanyi was here Among the five great swordsmen, their sword skills are famous for their lightness and gracefulness, but that sword strike just now was full of domineering and evil energy.
"Obsessed?" Yan Zhantian said in a deep voice.
"No." Wu Xin shook his head, stretched out his hand to pull Ming Hou beside him, and said: "It was that sword that influenced the Sword Immortal and made the Sword Immortal become a demon."
"Senior, you must know that when Taoist Sword Immortal Zhao Yuzhen went crazy, it was only through the cooperation of Qingcheng Mountain's first master Lu Suzhen and Jiu Xian Baili Dongjun that he could suppress it. Now, as long as senior takes down Li Hanyi, he may be the number one in the world. It’s yours.”
Yan Zhantian was shocked. A sword can affect a person. It can be said that no famous sword in the world can do this.
Wait, a person flashed in Yan Zhantian's mind, his sword... OK.
Li Hanyi raised his head, with a pair of charming and dangerous purple pupils. The hand holding the sword loosened slightly, and he saw that the sword was floating beside him as if it had become conscious.
"Yan Zhantian?"
"Li Hanyi, have you met King Jiangling?" Yan Zhantian asked.
"King Jiangling?" Li Hanyi slowly spat out three words, and instantly his head felt like it was about to explode.
Li Hanyi knelt down and covered his head in pain with both hands and shouted: "No... I want to kill... Su... Changhe, kill him."
Suddenly, Li Hanyi felt that the surrounding area suddenly darkened. There was no one but himself.
Suddenly a figure appeared in front of Li Hanyi, squatted down slowly, and said, "Hanyi, do you remember what you want to do?"
"Kill, kill Su Changhe," Li Hanyi said in a hoarse voice.
"Yes, that's what you have to do. Take Tianyuan and do what you should do," the figure said calmly.
"kill"
Li Hanyi was seen slowly standing up. The evil spirit was awe-inspiring, the sword energy was like a tide, and he was ready to move, and his level was constantly rising.
The paradise of freedom.
Great paradise.
Half-step to the mysterious realm.
…
While Yan Zhantian looked shocked, Li Hanyi's level was still rising.
"Tianyuan, there is only Tianyuan." Yan Zhantian held Po Jun tightly, his face unusually solemn.
"Senior, if you don't interrupt now, when we reach the Mystic Realm of Immortality soon, three people may die," Wu Xin said with a smile.
"Anyone who stops me will die." Li Hanyi's purple hair was flying, and his body was filled with murderous aura.
"This is Tianyuan." Yan Zhantian could already feel the murderous aura in Li Hanyi, and even he felt ashamed.
The next moment, he waved the giant sword in his hand, while Li Hanyi frowned slightly, clasped his hands slightly, and the sword flew out instantly, heading straight towards Yan Zhantian. Yan Zhantian snorted coldly and raised his sword to block. Although Li Hanyi's sword was domineering, but he still had to find the most suitable moment to use his anger to draw the sword.
But Yan Zhantian completely underestimated the strength of Tianyuan Sword.
Li Hanyi snorted coldly.
Tianyuan's impact had caused Yan Zhantian to slide back an unknown number of feet.
"die"
At this time, Yan Zhantian was already feeling a little tired, and he still remembered someone's evaluation of Tianyuan in his mind.
"The Tianyuan Sword is an immortal sword, and an immortal sword should be used by immortals."
Yan Zhantian shouted deeply, and the next moment he felt a surge of internal force rushing into his body. He turned his head slightly and saw a middle-aged scholar carrying a bookcase and wearing white clothes covered with dust. He looked a little embarrassed.
"Hey," the scholar sighed and complained: "After meeting this sword fairy, I will meet this sword fairy again. It's not over yet. I'm going to the market."
"Young scholar, now is not the time to be emotional," Yan Zhantian said.
"You're such a big devil, it's hard for you to meet him," the scholar retorted.
"Senior Confucian Sword Immortal?" Wuxin reacted and asked.
"Young Master of the Demon Sect? Oh, no, it should be the sect master, and he is the son-in-law of the Jiangling Wang family," Xie Xuan said with a smile.
"That girl Xiaohan, I miss you so much."
"I'll see you there. I see that the three Sword Immortals are gathered together now, so I won't disturb you anymore, so I will leave." After that, he pulled Ming Hou over, turned around and ran away.
"Hey, why are you running away? I'll need you to help me later." Xie Xuan was stunned.
Yan Zhantian snorted coldly and cursed: "Why did that guy Ye Dingtian give birth to such a useless son!"
"I'm afraid I'm going to die, but my senior has a lot of potential, so he's not afraid of death." An unintentional shout came from the distance, but it was mixed with laughter.
"Brat" Yan Zhantian angrily pulled out the Army-Breaking Sword in his hand.
Draw your sword in anger!
Tian Yuan, who was blocking his eyes, was instantly knocked away. Li Hanyi slightly retracted his palm, and Tian Yuan returned to his hands instantly.
"Has Li Hanyi used Tianyuan?" Yan Zhantian turned to Xie Xuan and said.
"No..." Xie Xuan shook his head.
Before Xie Xuan could finish speaking, Li Hanyi leapt forward, holding Tianyuan in his hand and slashed towards Yan Zhantian.
Xie Xuan waved his hand, and the tens of thousands of books hidden in the book box flew out and stopped in front of Li Hanyi.
"Two of the five great sword immortals in the world have been eliminated. Could it be that your lord will not let me go? Do you really want to cleanse the entire world?"
"What?" Yan Zhantian looked shocked.
"Yan Zhantian, I know you will feel ashamed if you join forces with me, but today, if you and I don't join forces, no one will be able to leave," Xie Xuan said.
Yan Zhantian knew that Li Hanyi in front of him was no longer something he could beat. "What do you want to do?"
"I have no choice, Tianyuan is a fairy sword, I can only fight." Xie Xuan sighed and held the Wanjuan book tightly.
Yan Zhantian exhaled heavily and held Po Jun tightly at the same time.