"Huh!"

The Silver Flying Sword grazed the edge of Blood Ancestor's neck, leaving a clear trail of blood.

Blood Ancestor subconsciously touched the blood marks on his neck, looking at his bloody palm, anger, humiliation, and a trace of palpitations, making his body tremble uncontrollably.

If it hadn't been for the sudden slowing down of the flying sword just now, maybe it wouldn't just have cut a scar on his neck, but pierced his throat directly.

Seeing that his strongest sword failed to kill the Blood Ancestor, Qinghe Sword Immortal sighed helplessly.

He knew that he had missed the best opportunity, and now that his physical strength had been completely drained, it was impossible to use any more swords.

The other onlookers all subconsciously closed their mouths, not daring to make the slightest sound.

"You don't have a chance to make a third move!" Blood Ancestor said with a roar of rage.

Thinking that he was a peak powerhouse in the Sacred Domain Realm, he had almost lost his life in the hands of a seriously injured sword immortal just now, which was a great shame for him.

Shame must be washed away with blood!

After speaking, the Blood Ancestor rushed violently, and a blood-colored palm suppressed it, as if it was about to shatter this piece of heaven and earth.

Faced with the anger of the Blood Ancestor, Qinghe Sword Immortal could only reluctantly close his eyes and wait for the arrival of death.

"Boom!"

The space is distorted and shaken, almost shattered.

When all the dust settled, everyone looked up, and they could no longer see the figure of the Qinghe Sword Immortal, and they must have turned into ashes under the palm of the Blood Ancestor.

"Who dares to meddle!"

In the void, there was a sudden angry roar from the Blood Ancestor.

Everyone looked over in confusion and found that the Blood Ancestor's face was gloomy at this moment, and his eyes scanned the surroundings angrily.

"Qinghe Sword Immortal is not dead?"

At this time, everyone suddenly discovered that the Qinghe Sword Immortal, who should have been turned into ashes, was standing unharmed at the other end of the void at this moment, and next to him, there was also a young figure.

At the moment when the Blood Ancestor made a move, Mu Ge also shot at the same time, and saved the Qinghe Sword Immortal as soon as possible.

Qinghe Sword Immortal also looked at the young cultivator beside him in disbelief, and even he didn't notice when Muge came to save him.

"Senior, are you alright?" As he spoke, he handed an elixir he had obtained from the Southern Buddha World to Qinghe Sword Immortal.

Qinghe Sword Immortal was stunned, he could see that the elixir in the Shepherd Singer was at least more than forty thousand years old, which was definitely a rare elixir in the earth cultivation world.

But the other party gave him this elixir so generously, he couldn't believe it.

Qinghe Sword Immortal didn't reach out to take the elixir in the herd singer, and said, "Thank you Xiaoyou for saving me, but this elixir is too valuable, you better take it back!" ”

"Senior, you don't need to be polite, I have a lot of this elixir, you can recover from your injuries first!." As he spoke, Madrigal forcibly stuffed the elixir to the Qinghe Sword Immortal, and then raised his head to face the angry Blood Ancestor.

Only then did the Blood Ancestor discover that the person who rescued the Qinghe Sword Immortal was actually such a young cultivator, and he also casually gave him an elixir that was more than 40,000 years old.

"Who are you?" Blood Ancestor asked in an indifferent voice.

Being able to save the Qinghe Sword Immortal from his hands, the strength of the other party is absolutely extraordinary.

"Chinese people, madrigal." Madrigal shrugged.

"Pastoral?"

This name was extremely unfamiliar to everyone present, not to mention the Blood Ancestor, even that group of Huaxia cultivators had heard of this name for the first time.

"You have a lot of that elixir?" The Blood Ancestor pointed to the elixir in the hand of the Qinghe Sword Immortal and asked, the greed in his eyes flashed.

Not only the Blood Ancestor, but also Garner and Condela on the side also showed greedy eyes.

The three of them had already reached the peak level of the Sacred Realm Realm, but no matter how much they cultivated, they couldn't step into the half-step Immortal Realm.

If there were a large number of such elixirs, they would definitely be able to easily break through the half-step immortal realm.

"It's not too many, it's only a few hundred!" Pastoral said with a chuckle.

Before, he looted a medicine garden in the Nanfo World, and Chen Qingyang also gave him some, and there were indeed hundreds of elixirs in the inner heaven and earth of the pastoral song.

As soon as he heard that there were hundreds of elixirs in the madrigal, the eyes of the blood clan instantly turned red, and he hurriedly said, "Hand it over, the ancestor can spare all of your lives." ”

"The elixir is handed over, and I, Ghana, guarantee that you will return to Huaxia safe and sound!" Lord Garner of the Angel Clan also stood up and said.

"Hand over the elixir!" Lord Condra of the Dark Wolf Clan said with a cold face.

The three giants of the Holy Clan did not seem to be calm at this moment.

Muge shook his head with a smile, ignored the warnings of the three, turned to look at Chen Qingyang on the ground, and said, "Brother Yang, they threaten me, what should I do?" ”

The crowd abruptly withdrew their gaze, and then looked in the direction of the madrigal, only to realize that he was also asking a young man.

Chen Qingyang smiled faintly and said, "Then let them know who is the waste!" ”

Mu Ge nodded, then stretched out his hand and pointed at the three giants of the Holy Clan, and said, "Don't blame me for bullying you, the three of you go together, and if you can take my move without dying, count me as losing!" ”

The pastoral song of this moment, arrogant, arrogant, empty-eyed.

"Qingyang, he ...... the pastoral" Huangfu Yan looked at Chen Qingyang in disbelief.

More than a year ago, when Pastoral Ge participated in the Genius War, he was only an innate realm strength, but now in the face of the peak powerhouses of the three holy realms of the Holy Clan, he actually dared to say such arrogant words, which simply made Huang Fuyan suspect that he was dreaming.

"Don't worry, Lord Yan, leave it to Pastoral!" Chen Qingyang said lightly.

Looking at Chen Qingyang's indifferent smile, Huang Fuyan realized that he couldn't see through Chen Qingyang's strength anymore.

"Don't be ashamed!"

"Huaxia rats, dare to shout?"

"Look at the ancestor tearing you apart with one move!"

The angry trio also disregarded their identities and killed Xiang Madrigal almost at the same time.

They had only one purpose, and that was to rob the madrigor of the elixir.

But their wishful thinking will come to naught after all!

Seeing the three giants rushing up, Muge squinted and smiled, and his big hand cut through the sky in an instant.

"Space Killing!"

In an instant, the void around the three of them collapsed and shattered, forming a terrifying black hole vortex, and at the same time, countless spatial blades appeared, frantically strangling the three of them.

"Shhhh

The three of them who were defenseless, under the sharp blade of the riotous space, instantly had countless wounds on their bodies.

"Ahhh

A terrible roar came, and everyone woke up like from a dream, looking at the three giants in the void who were imprisoned by the black hole vortex with a horrified expression.

In the black hole whirlpool, even as strong as they were, they couldn't resist, and could only watch their bodies be torn apart.

"Roar!"

The Dark Wolf Clan's Condra roared wildly, and his body suddenly turned into a huge black wolf, and his defense exploded, resisting the cutting of the spatial blade.

The Blood Ancestor angrily spewed a mouthful of natal essence blood, forming a defensive blood shield, which could be resisted, and Garner also summoned a giant sword, and the sword aura enveloped his body, barely surviving.