The elegantly styled pure white long sword was like an iron rod of heaven's punishment, hitting the palm of the left hand of the elder of Purgatory Mountain and deeply sank into the chest of the elder of Purgatory Mountain.
All the Yunqin soldiers and Damang officials inside and outside Qianye Pass, and the red robe priests in the Purgatory Mountain were shocked and speechless.
Even the red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain who were kneeling on the ground had seen the true face of this great elder of Purgatory Mountain with their own eyes for the first time.
This elder of Purgatory Mountain, who was previously wrapped in black smoke and black fire, was completely like a mummy.
His white and sparse hair was flying lifelessly behind his head, his face was like a shriveled skull, completely without any flesh and blood.
The color of his skin was blue-gray, just like the color of a corpse that had been dead for many years and had been tanned with some kind of medicine liquid.
I can't tell how old he is.
But you can imagine how old he is, and you can imagine that an old man like him can still live and fight is to consume how much precious medicine he has to spend, how much manpower and financial resources he has to spend.
At this moment, the face of this mummy elder of Purgatory Mountain was full of shrill, angry and shocked expressions.
No sound was made.
Because the air outside him was shaken open by the sword energy of this sword, almost forming a vacuum.
You can imagine the power of this sword.
Any saint master from Yun Qin who was deeply penetrated into his body by such a sword would definitely be dead at this moment.
However, this elder of Purgatory Mountain, who looked as fragile as dry firewood, was not dead.
There were countless tiny cracks spreading to his arm on the palm that was pierced by Ye Wangqing's sword.
Where his chest was stabbed by a sword, it also sank down, forming a crack.
But no blood gushed out from these cracks.
Ni Henian's brows frowned at this moment.
He had long known that every elder of Purgatory Mountain is an old monster who lived longer than him, and he also knew that every elder of Purgatory Mountain had his own unique means.
He now understood that the true secret of this elder of Purgatory Mountain was not just his demonic flame cage like playing a magic song, but his real secret, and his body.
During the long years of practice, this elder of Purgatory Mountain actually turned his body into a zombie-like existence.
...
Zhan Tai Qiantang only felt that his eyes and mouth were extremely dry.
He knew that even if the body of the elder of Purgatory Mountain was completely dry, as long as the body was completely cut down or the head was cut off, the elder of Purgatory Mountain would definitely not be able to survive.
However, in this kind of confrontation between life and death, the gap between life and death itself is extremely small.
So Ni Henian felt that Ye Wangqing's defeat was a pity, and felt that Ye Wangqing would die, and was a little unhappy.
So Zhantai Qiantang also felt that Ye Wangqing was bound to die.
...
The grand roar of the elder of Purgatory Mountain finally came out as the air returned to him.
Because there is no barrier between black smoke and black fire, his voice this time seemed particularly grand, and compared with his mummy body, it seemed even more terrifying and weird.
He never thought that Ye Wangqing could actually make him face real death.
He also knew that even though Ye Wangqing had obtained Mr. Lan's sword understanding, he still had a big gap with himself in terms of strength. He lost because he was afraid of death. When the flying sword counterattacked, he was afraid of death because he was afraid of death because he was afraid of death when he was afraid of flying swords.
, so I chose defense immediately.
At this moment, he had no choice. Only by ignoring this flying sword and using the fastest means to kill Ye Wangqing, can he not be further penetrated and cut by Ye Wangqing's sword.
So in his roar, all the black chains outside Ye Wangqing's body shook, and even more blazing flames surged!
Ye Wangqing's skin was already withered and yellow, extremely weak.
All his energy and spirit were concentrated in the Forgetful Sword that pierced the elder of Purgatory Mountain. Even Ni Henian was sure that he could not have the power to resist the counterattack of the elder of Purgatory Mountain. His body was about to burn.
Turns into coke.
However, at this moment, a trace of sword energy flowed out from his fingertips.
This trace of sword energy did not pierce any hot air that was attacking him, but pierced to the side of the mountain road below.
There was a rock that had been shattered in the previous collision of power.
However, it seemed like there was a rune that penetrated deep into the ground below the rocks.
A transparent sword light flashed out of the rocks, carrying the same breath as the surrounding Qianxia Mountain, piercing the surrounding heat.
Qianxia Mountain seems to be alive.
Countless sword lights flew out of the rocks and grass, cut in the scorching flames, and cut on the burning black chains.
The magic flame chain cage that could not be opened by the most fierce huge waves in Xianyi Academy before was able to expand out by these sword energy.
The breathing of the Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain stopped completely.
He instantly realized what was going on, but he no longer had the ability to stop him.
Ni Henian's turbid eyes became brighter, and he wanted to be amazed.
"Sword of Heaven and Man!"
Xianyi Academy no longer exists, but there are also practitioners from Xianyi Academy in Qianye Pass, so some people let out such exclamations.
More people wake up in such a voice.
He Baihe, who truly understood the Sword of Heaven, has died in battle.
Ye Wangqing once stayed with He Baihe for a long time.
He Baihe said that the real Sword of Heaven has been lost.
Now the power of the sword formation around Ye Wangqing's body is indeed not comparable to that of the real Tianren Sword.
So Ye Wangqing only got some of the essence of the Heavenly Man Sword.
But at this time, this kind of change is enough.
No one has time to intervene.
There was a dull "puff".
The elder of Purgatory Mountain's chest was sunken for several minutes. The tip of the pure white sword came out from his back, and countless tiny dust floated out from the wounds in his palms and chest.
The pure white flying sword vibrates upwards.
However, he was not cut from his chest to his head like an ordinary practitioner and divided it into two halves, but instead caused the cracks in his chest to continue to spread and expand.
Tiny pieces of dried flesh and blood fell out of these cracks like porcelain pieces.
Then it gets bigger and bigger.
His chest collapsed completely.
The head and neck are not supported and fall down, like a skull that has been dry for many years.
All the black chains lost their soul power and turned into a mess, falling to the ground with a slam.
Ye Wangqing can no longer stand firm.
All his hair had turned into burnt ash, and his whole body seemed to have lost 20 kilograms suddenly.
But he is still alive.
There was a dead silence inside and outside Qianye Pass.
Suddenly, a red robe priest in Purgatory Mountain let out a heart-wrenching cry.
All the red robe priests in the Purgatory Mountain shouted heart-wrenchingly.
Several elder-level old priests rushed to the front of the corpse of the great elder, but no matter how they shouted, no matter how they picked up their heads and pieces together, it would be impossible for the elder of Purgatory Mountain to survive.
Amid the heart-wrenching shouts, a red flying sword flew towards Ye Wangqing like magma.
There was a "ding" sound.
This flying sword, which was a bit unruly in itself, was easily cut off by Hu Piyi's sword light like a dragonfly.
Zhantai Qiantang hugged Ye Wangqing, took out the water bag but did not dare to give Ye Wangqing a big drink of water.
"let me."
At this moment, a sound like reading sounded.
A female professor in the black robe of Qingluan Academy with a strong scholarly atmosphere walked out of Qianye Guanzhong and walked towards Qiantang and Ye Wangqing, Zhantai.
The face of the Supreme Guard, who was loyal to Emperor Yunqin of Qianye Pass, turned from the extreme shock of the Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain when he was killed.
Qianye Pass is just a small place that is not very big.
But as the highest general here, when the Manghui was most strictly guarded, he didn't even know that such a female professor in the college was hidden in the bungalow of the Military Medical Office!
How many people from Qingluan Academy are hidden in Qianye Pass!
If such a fact is passed back to Zhongzhou Imperial City, how could the violent and suspicious general in the Imperial City believe that he is loyal to him?
...
Zhantai Qiantang met An Keyi.
So the moment he heard An Keyi's voice, his mood suddenly relaxed.
He rushed to Enkeyi's side at the fastest speed and handed Ye Wangqing to the black-robed female professor.
Of course, Ni Henian also saw the appearance of Enkeyi.
He suddenly fell into deep thought and found that he had ignored a fact and had always forgotten a person who was as critical as Zhantai Qiantang.
This person is one of the reasons why Emperor Yunqin is becoming more and more violent.
Princess Yun Qin, eldest grandson Mu Yue!
After escaping from Zhongzhou City, Emperor Yunqin was unable to find her.
Although Qingluan Academy is powerful, after the civil strife, after the civil unrest, Emperor Yunqin had deliberately cleaned and replaced the border guards, it would be difficult to make Ye Wangqing lay some sword marks here first, let alone hidden security.
But such a person is in the pass.
So there is only one possibility.
Princess Yun Qin, who knows some secret institutions of Emperor Yun Qin and is familiar with Emperor Yun Qin's methods and has some strength in the court, and has at least not standing with her brother in the duel between Qingluan Academy and Purgatory Mountain.
Emperor Yun Qin stood on the side of Qingluan Academy.
On the mountain road outside Qianye Pass, the red-robed priests from Purgatory Mountain fell into grief and chaos.
The appearance of the red flying sword showed that there was a saint in them. However, after the flying sword was directly shot down by Hu Piyi, no one even dared to pounce on Hu Piyi and Zhantai Qiantang.
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If the elder of Purgatory Mountain was not there at all, the hundreds of red-robed priests would definitely not have been like this and would have begun to siege.
But the great elder's power was too strong. Since they were asked to follow here, they naturally regarded the great elder as his master, as a god, as a pillar. Now that the great elder died, they had no idea.
, like a group of children who have lost their parents.
In the chaos of these priests in Purgatory Mountain, Ni Henian, who realized that he had ignored Changsun Muyue, had a hint of joy on his lips.
This drama is getting bigger and bigger and bigger.
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