The remnant sun falls, and the sky is like smeared with vermilion blood, and there is an infinite killing machine blooming between the replacement of yin and yang.

Dozens of monks flew into the air, sweeping away the clouds and clearing the atmosphere, and pressing down with the momentum of the moon and the sun.

It's just that the first few monks suddenly saw a white light flashing on the surface of the sea, forcing people to be unable to see, and in a trance, there seemed to be a white-bladed essence flying by, and before they knew it, their heads slid down and fell into the clouds.

In the distance, everyone saw a white rainbow flashing in front of them, and there were several people in different places, and they were not shocked, and they hurriedly stopped their figures, raised their eyes, and saw that under the sky, Zhang Yan stood with his hands in his hands, his robe and belt swayed in the wind, and sixteen sword pills behind him were releasing clear and cold air, like stars shining on the night, and the cold light turned frost, a chill.

A female cultivator couldn't help but be frightened, and said timidly: "This person's flying sword is so powerful, I'm afraid it's not an opponent." ”

As soon as these words came out, many people also had a hint of hesitation on their faces.

Seeing that everyone seemed to be retreating, Zeng Han's eyelids jumped, and he shouted: "Fellow Daoists, he is only one person, how can he be able to defeat our hundreds of thousands of people! Don't panic, as long as we surround him, I will wait for a hundred swords to come out, and I will not be able to escape?"

After Zeng Han finished speaking, he glanced at the same door behind him, got up and rushed towards Zhang Yan with murderous energy, behind him were more than a dozen fellow disciples, and then there were a disciple of Wudang Spirit Palace, and they followed silently.

Under his instigation, some side men who wanted to pick up cheap casual cultivation were also bold, and they drove away again to kill.

Zhang Yan's eyes were calm, and his chest was already boiling with murderous intent.

He looked up at the sky, only to see the stars in the air shifting, the wind and clouds gathered, and he didn't feel the surging of inspiration, and suddenly he raised his spirit, shouted, fit into the sword, turned into a streamer and flew into the air, and the rest of the sword followed the scene, but did not dodge or dodge, and went straight to the crowd to kill!

A blue-robed monk suddenly saw the sword light appear in front of him, and he wanted to resist it, but he knew that the magic weapon had just risen, but he felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the brilliance was everywhere, and he had been beheaded by a sword.

Before the few people on his side could react, this horizontal blue sky sword light had already swept by, and they were all the first two sections of his body.

A little farther away when the monks saw this scene, they were all horrified, and they all released magic weapons to protect themselves, but they didn't know that the sword light turned, suddenly flashed, and went elsewhere.

Seeing that Zhang Yan was killing people like chickens, everyone was terrified, where did they dare to gather in one place, and they hurriedly dispersed, preparing to greet them with magic weapons.

One of the Wudang Spirit Hall Maids relied on her magic to gaze at the sword, holding a flower basket in her hand, waiting for an opportunity to make a move.

Suddenly, there was a flower in front of her eyes, and the sword light in her eyes disappeared, but she felt a cold surge in her heart, and the sword light suddenly appeared in a place close at hand, and before she could react, the golden light flashed, and she was already beheaded.

Several of her classmates near her were shocked, how could they dare to pursue Zhang Yan, take back all the Xuanguang magic weapons, and hurriedly protect themselves.

Zeng Han and Shen Minggu were the highest cultivators among the people, and they chased after Zhang Yan, unconsciously promoting Zhang Yan to the number one enemy in their lives.

Cultivators like them know that they must not leave a legacy for themselves, but today is the best time to get rid of this person, so they cannot stop in any way.

However, Zhang Yan borrowed the sword light to come and go, avoiding the real and attacking the false, and did not entangle with them at all, and specially selected the weaker monks to attack.

He was cold in his heart, and said secretly: "Let you get away with it first, and when I kill all these people, it will be the time for you two to give the head!"

At this time, he suddenly saw a familiar face, it was Qiu Ju, a disciple of the Nanhua faction that he had seen before entering the open sea, and a chill appeared in his eyes, today's fight, no matter what big sect disciples you have, as long as you dare to come and besiege yourself, you will all be killed!

Qiu Ju originally followed behind Zeng Han, but his falcon was snatched, and he didn't need seventy percent of the ten things on his body, and he was not very clever in his escape, so he gradually fell behind when chasing Zhang Yan. ..., at this moment, he saw Zhang Yan spinning the sword light around and attacking him, he couldn't help but be so frightened that he was out of his body, his fighting spirit was gone, and he turned around to escape, but how to get past the sword light, before he could escape the light, a rainbow light flashed, and he screamed, and was cut off by the air stop.

Zhang Yan killed Qiu Ju, his body didn't stop, the sword light flashed away, and he actually went dozens of zhang away in this moment.

His body and sword are one, this sword light is like a frightening sword back and forth, flying back and forth, disappearing with the present, looking ahead, suddenly behind, every place passes, that place will be blood swaying, stumps and broken bones falling like rain.

Although there were more than 100 monks here, it did not make him stagnate for a moment, and a sense of panic could not help but spread in it.

Although Zeng Han led his fellow disciples in a vain attempt to intercept it, how could he keep up with the unpredictable sword light, it seemed that a hundred people were besieging one person, but in fact, they were broken by Zhang Yan one by one, and it was easy to take the head and remove the head.

Seeing that he couldn't catch up with Zhang Yan, he couldn't help but be anxious, and turned his head and shouted: "Senior brother, you can't come up with a magic weapon." ”

Chu Jie was reminded, and suddenly came to his senses, saw the sword light, said something in his mouth, and slammed the phoenix vine in his hand.

I saw a biluo stem vine rising in the air, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a thousand feet of long rope, and conjured up hundreds of rope loops of various sizes to cover the void.

But before he could urge this treasure to fall, he suddenly felt that the cold was imminent, the cold air penetrated the bones and muscles, and he was shocked, and when he was about to dodge, a sword had come from the void, only to feel a cold neck, and the head of the six yang had flown away without a trace.

Zeng Han was close at hand, but he was stunned, and shouted: "Zhang Yan, you dare to kill my junior brother!"

He sent the flying needle forward, but after chasing it out for more than ten zhang, the sword light was gone, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness and humiliation in his heart.

Zhang Yan galloped with a sword, crisscrossing and crossing, killing blood and rain, as if entering a no-man's land, Zeng Han and Shen Minggu also knew the horror of sword cultivation at this time.

Let you come with thousands of people, and I will fly with a sword!

Zhang Yan didn't know how many people he had killed at this time, the more he fought, the more hearty he felt, and he couldn't help but turn into a long roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, and said in his mouth: "The lone star falls into the wilderness, shoots the air into the sky, sharpens a sword, and stirs up the cold of the heavens!"

There was a strange scene on the sea, Tao Zhenren suppressed the four Yuanying Zhenren alone, and the four of them only ended up in a situation of hard support, while Zhang Yan fought a hundred people alone, not only did not fall behind, but killed all the people's spirit, and lost their souls.

At the same time, a man wearing a dragon robe with a golden crown on his head smashed a girl with a punch, but strangely, there was not a trace of flesh and blood spilled from the corpse.

He retracted his fists and stood up, looked at the panting woman in front of him with burning eyes, and said: "A few little corpse disciples dare to do it in front of this king, Song Niangzi, it is better to admit defeat early, lest this king be rude." ”

The woman in colorful clothes was desperate in her heart, and wanted to learn from her own teacher, so she came out of the corpse hustle and bustle, and she wanted to be able to win an immortal mansion, but she knew that this road was favored by the Jiukui Demon King, and she was about to turn into flowing water after decades of cultivation?

She gritted her teeth, took out a knife and put it across the jade neck, and said, "Even if I die, I won't let you succeed." ”

The Nine Kui Demon Hahadaxiao said arrogantly: "Song Niangzi, in front of me, how can you die?"

Song Niangzi's face turned pale, Mo said that she didn't want to die, but she really could do it, the other party was a demon king, I was afraid that there was a way to stop it, and she sighed in her heart, and was about to give up.

Unbeknownst to him, at this time, the face of the Jiukui Demon King changed, his face showed anger and hatred, and he roared, and the wind rolled up out of thin air, turning into a rolling black cloud and flying away.

Song Niangzi couldn't help but be surprised, her expression changed a few times, now her flying sedan chair and the corpse disciples under the door were destroyed, on this vast ocean, how could she go out alone?..., she bit her silver teeth secretly, and thought: "Instead of staying here and waiting for death, it is better to go to the place where the immortal mansion was born, maybe there is still a glimmer of life." ”

After making up her mind, she also went north to trace her.

Not long after, she arrived at the place where many monks were fighting, and heard the sound of killing on the sea shaking the sky, and all kinds of lights danced, and her jade face changed slightly.

She turned her beautiful eyes around, and immediately found the Jiukui Demon King, but saw him turn into a ball of black qi lying on the side, a pair of fierce eyes flashed and disappeared, flickering bright and dark, as if he was staring at a sword like a dragon in the air.

Song Niangzi also looked over, this look, this look was dumbfounded, only to see a sword rainbow in the Xuan Dome wantonly, stirring the bloody wind and rain, even under the siege of hundreds of people did not fall into the wind, everywhere they went, everyone retreated, did not dare to hide its edge, but for a moment, there were no less than 100 people who died under this person's sword, she couldn't help but exclaim, "Who is this, so powerful?"

It's just that she thought about it, and the Nine Kui Demon King was hidden in the black air, clearly staring at this person, and sighed secretly in her heart: "No matter how powerful it is, it's just a Xuanguang monk, how can you beat this Demon King?"

At this moment, the Jiukui Demon King suddenly burst out, shouted, and said, "Little thief, if you dare to destroy my clone, give me your life!"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he made a giant claw the size of ten zhang, and fell straight to Zhang Yan's body, and the haze appeared in the sky, and the clouds covered the moon, and this big hand covered him.

Suddenly, Zhang Yan only felt a flash of light, and an infinite force grabbed him, making him unable to move.

Seeing this big hand grabbing his head, his eyes flashed, and he shouted, turning a golden pill that had already been swallowed into his abdomen.

In an instant, he only felt that a door seemed to have opened on his body, and he seemed to have infinite energy pouring into his limbs like a frenzy, and his cultivation was climbing step by step, straight into the realm of Huadan!

At this time, there seemed to be countless things in his mind, and a picture of a figure flashed in front of him, but he held his mind and was not moved at all, only shook his body, and then broke free from the restraints.

As soon as he stepped forward into the void, he turned into a wisp of golden haze, narrowly avoiding the attacking hand.

The Nine Kui Demon King didn't expect such a change at all, and this grasp of nine out of ten actually failed?

Where would Zhang Yan miss this great opportunity, he reached into his sleeve, took out the carefully refined sword talisman, and used the power of Dansha to shoot at the Jiukui Demon King!

There was a click, like a thunderbolt out of thin air!

A terrible and miserable howl resounded across the sea, and in an instant the blood rain gushed like a spring, and the fishy smell was permeated, and I saw a black gas in the blood mist like a lost dog, and fled in panic.

Song Niangzi was stunned, originally thought that Zhang Yan would definitely die, but she didn't know that a sword like the scorching sun passed through the sky, and the Jiukui Demon King was injured and fled.

Who is this, obviously a Xuanguang monk, who can actually slash the Nine Kui Demon King with a sword?

Even Shen Minggu and Zeng Han felt bad when they saw this scene, and they had a retreat in their hearts.

Shen Minggu just had this thought, but suddenly felt a sense of shock hit him, raised his eyes, and saw that not far in front of him, Zhang Yan stepped out of the smoke that had not yet dissipated like a demon god.

He was shocked and hurriedly flew back, and at the same time, as soon as he raised his hand, the twenty-four Yuan Yin Yang Flying Knife Wheel flipped down and slashed.

Zhang Yan had a hint of ridicule in his eyes, and he slapped it casually, and actually scattered all the Liyuan flying knives in front of him.

When Shen Minggu saw this situation, he was immediately frightened, how could he still be in love with the battle, and fled with all his might, but he knew that a smoke came up behind him, and he had already caught up in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Yan sneered, stepped forward and grabbed Shen Minggu's neck, picked him up like a chicken, and with a hard hand, he pinched his neck with a "click", and with a wave of his hand, a vicious aura rolled over, incinerating the opponent's physical body and soul.

waved his hand, put away the other party's sleeve, and then turned around again and chased after Zeng Han.

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