Two days later.

The clear night is dust-free, and the moonlight is like silver.

There was no cloud tonight, which made the crescent moon look very bright, and the flawless moonlight sprinkled on the vast Qiu family mansion like water.

The bright moonlight makes the night less hazy, if possible, the moonlight tonight is still very beautiful.

But the Qiu family patriarch and a group of Qiu family warriors sitting in the main hall did not have any thoughts of admiring the moon under such moonlight. Their expressions were either nervous, or solemn, or they tried to appear calm. Don't look too flustered.

Tonight is the time agreed upon by the Ben Lei Demon Sword!

If the Qiu family did not prepare the Star God Pill that the other party had promised, this evil cultivator with a dignified reputation in the Cangxuan Mansion would start a massacre. He always kept his word, and once the killing came, it was almost a disaster for the Qiu family.

The Qiu family's patriarch looked indifferent, his eyes flashed with ruthlessness, if the other party really came tonight.

Let him go nowhere!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

While waiting so anxiously, a loud laughter broke the tranquility of the night.

"Old Qiu, is the Star God Pill ready?"

Laughter reverberated in all directions, and the arrogant voice of Ben Lei Demon Sword contained a hint of chill in the ears of everyone in the Qiu family.

"coming!"

Everyone's expressions changed slightly, and fear flashed on their faces.

Ruthless people like Ben Lei Mojian, but even many of the direct disciples of the four major sects, can kill them without error, and they are extremely brutal.

The strength is even more terrifying, except for a very small number of direct disciples who can suppress him. He is in the realm of Xinghe, it can be said that he has no rivals, and there are even rumors that even the powerhouses of the realm of stars have died in his hands.

"go out!"

The Qiu family's face remained unchanged, and he set off first, and the others quickly followed.

When the group left the hall, they saw a black figure under the towering eaves in front of them.

The figure was dressed in black, and his appearance was younger than many people imagined. Under the moonlight, his face even looked quite handsome, but the lingering hostility between his brows made this face look particularly evil. meaning.

There are rumors that he was a disciple of a super sect in the ancient wilderness, and his strength is extremely terrifying.

Later, after being expelled from the sect, he became a loose cultivator, but if a loose cultivator did not do evil, it was almost impossible to obtain any cultivation resources. Over time, it will naturally become an evil cultivator, which is unavoidable.

"Is this the Thunder Demon Sword?"

In the distance, Lin Yun wore a silver moon mask and looked at this person from a distance.

There is indeed some sect disciple's bearing on the other party, and perhaps the rumors may be true. This person may really be a disciple of a super sect in the ancient wilderness, and his talents are extremely talented.

Two days later, Lin Yun's injuries have completely recovered and he has returned to his peak.

Even the cultivation base has gone a step further. The sea of ​​true essence gathered in the sea of ​​seven atmospheres has grown several laps. The star magic flower floating in the sea of ​​​​air is more gorgeous and beautiful. Once it blooms, it will exude an incomparably attractive luster.

"Sorry, the eight thousand Star God Pills, my Qiu family can't get them. But even if there are, I won't give them to you."

The Qiu family patriarch looked at each other indifferently, and the attitude between words was very strong.

"It doesn't matter, just take your life to accompany me, I have always been fair in what I do." Under the moonlight, Ben Lei Mojian was cold and arrogant, grinning, but the words made people shudder.

Whoosh!

His figure flashed, leaving a few afterimages in the air, and then he casually fell into the vast open space in front of the hall.

A suffocating aura radiated from him in an instant, and this was just inadvertently emanating. But apart from the Qiu family's patriarch, the rest of the Qiu family's Xingjun masters have become quite pale.

In the face of such evil spirits, they were a little horrified to find that their Xingyuan became extremely sticky and could not be mobilized normally at all.

Wisps of faint blood-colored aura emanated from his body, spreading out on the ground like wriggling tentacles.

The faces of the Qiu family's Xingjun suddenly became more and more difficult to look, and in front of this strange blood, it became more and more difficult to breathe.

Plop plop!

Leng Ao Ran walked forward, he was not walking fast, but with each step, the heartbeats of those people accelerated a lot.

Bang!

After waiting for seven steps, Leng Ao Ran stopped abruptly, and then glared at him.

Pfft!

The people around the Qiu Family Patriarch immediately spat out blood, and all of them were shocked and flew out. It was painful to fall to the ground, and for a moment, they seemed to be picked up by an invisible hand.

There was a fist that was as heavy as a thunderbolt, bombarding his heart, and he was immediately hit hard.

To Leng Ao Ran, this was just a trick, he looked at the Qiu family patriarch who was still standing, and grinned: "Do you still want to hold on? Or do you think that relying on those so-called direct disciples can stop me from running towards the Thunder Demon? sword!"

Qiu Family Patriarch's heart suddenly sank, this guy, as expected, has long known that there are direct disciples of the sect hidden everywhere.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

As soon as the voice of Ben Lei Demon Sword fell, the sound of breaking the sky sounded one after another, and one after another figure was killed from all corners of the courtyard.

After a while, the vast front yard was sealed off.

boom!

The star-monarch coercion on many direct disciples radiated out at the same time, and countless Dao Qi machines were firmly locked on Leng Ao Ran.

In the vast open space, there is a mountain-like momentum connecting into a mountain range, falling on the Thunder Demon Sword.

Yan Teng, Xuan Fei, and Lei Lan, these three stood in the void, with powerful starlight blooming on their bodies, staring coldly at the Ben Lei Demon Sword.

"Ben Lei Demon Sword is really amazing, just the use of blood evil makes people look at it with admiration."

Yan Teng showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, looked at the other party calmly, and showed strong confidence under the smile.

Ben Lei Mojian looked around, and immediately smiled: "What a big battle, it seems that Leng Mou's head has become more valuable recently."

He was not afraid at all, even quite excited.

The battle post was released in the Qiu family in advance, in order to attract the sect's direct disciples, compared to these aboriginal families. The direct disciples of these sects have a richer net worth, especially the medicinal pills rewarded by some sects, and there may be Holy Spirit-level martial arts hidden on them.

These are his real goals.

The so-called Qiu family is simply a pretense, and fifteen days is enough for the other party to transfer the family property.

Those direct disciples are his main dishes.

No matter how many people don’t cooperate, they don’t need to care, and they will even hinder each other in many cases.

It was dancing on the tip of a knife, but he never missed a hand, not once! If you meet a real master, you will at most suffer some minor injuries and retreat calmly.

"Brother Lei and Brother Xuanfei will deal with him. You block this area and don't let him escape later."

Yan Teng said lightly, he had no intention of letting other people intervene in dealing with the Ben Lei Demon Sword. These words are mainly said to the disciples of the three sects, and they are simply disdainful of the personal transmission of other sects.

These people are just fishing in troubled waters. Not only are they useless at critical times, but they can be stumbling blocks.

Whoosh!

The rays of light flickered, and the three of Yan Teng fell down each in a triangular shape, each from different directions to let the Qi machine lock the Thunder Demon Sword.

Clang!

Qianhelou Lei Lan slowly pulled out a sword. Under the moonlight, this sword looked extremely splendid. It was a very powerful Taoist soldier.

boom!

With a heavy blow, the ground seemed to be hit by a mountain peak, shaking violently. Qinglei Temple Xuanfei grinned and took out a rough Zen stick that was two meters long.

Yan Teng stood with his hands behind his back and had no weapons, but he had the strongest aura.

Accompanied by the urging of the Xuanwang Jue, the coercion of the kings slowly merged with his aura of a star king. He is like a king who reigns over the world, with supreme coercion, one look can make people fall to the ground.

Everyone was secretly startled, the three leaders were outstanding, and there really wasn't a weak one.

Any one of them will bring great pressure to them. This time, the chances of success in the encirclement and suppression of the Ben Lei Demon Sword are quite high.

They came here to join in the fun, to see if there was a chance to catch fish in troubled waters, and if the situation was not right, they would immediately escape.

But looking at today's battle, the preparation of the three sects is indeed not small, and all three of Yan Teng are the top masters in the galaxy realm.

Leng Ao Ran chuckled softly: "I just like to deal with the disciples of your four sects, but unfortunately the personal transmission of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect did not arrive today, otherwise it would really be complete."

Yan Teng's eyes were gloomy, and he laughed in a deep voice: "Don't worry, you will be completely consummated soon. After tonight, Cangxuan Palace will no longer have the Thunderbolt Demon Sword!"

"Hahaha!"

Ben Lei Mojian laughed wildly, blood squirm all over his body, and a violent aura, accompanied by the laughter skyrocketed wildly.

The laughter was like a magic sound, echoing in people's ears and invading their minds. Those who are not strong-willed will fall into an illusion in an instant, and as far as they can see, it is full of purgatory on earth, and endless fear continues to spread in their hearts.

In an instant, many people couldn't hold it any longer, their faces became extremely pale, and bloodshots appeared in their eyes.

"Go!"

Yan Teng's complexion changed slightly, and he could no longer let the other party's blood evil erupt so unscrupulously.

"Shenxiao's magic stick!"

Xuanfei took the lead, using the Zen stick in his hand as a stick, and displayed the well-known magic-fighting stick of Qinglei Temple.

Suddenly, lightning surged on his body, and dazzling lightning flashed from the Zen staff in his hand, like a thunder snake entangled in it.

Bang!

The Zen staff slammed into the void, and the void in front of him was like a plane, and a huge hole was blasted out. A circle of dazzling thunder light outside the hole derived countless Buddhist scriptures, and then quickly formed a vast picture scroll.

The majestic loud noise interrupted the other party's laughter in an instant, and a terrifying golden swastika broke out in the picture scroll, rushing towards the Thunder Demon Sword.

"In the depths of the white clouds, the cranes dance!"

Lei Lan's figure became illusory, and his sword power exploded, immediately forming a sea of ​​clouds. The sword light bloomed in the clouds, like a crane, without a trace.

But the most powerful one was Yan Teng. He stood still, raised his hand and slapped it in the air.

boom!

A majestic giant palm fell from the sky, and under the giant palm, all living beings would crawl, and the world seemed to be shrinking under this palm.

The three of them didn't keep their hands, and they almost made the most powerful killing move.

"Good come!"

The corner of Ben Lei Mojian's mouth twitched into a smile, and before everyone could take a closer look, there was an extra sword in his hand.

A sword!

A blood-colored electric light erupted in the sword body, and the flying swastika symbol was cut in half in a moment.

It was still this sword, or the sword glow that turned into a blood-colored electric light. It swayed its tail in the void and transformed into a serpent, rushed into the sky, and turned the sword that turned into a crane from Lei Lan, and flew out directly.

Still this sword!

It was the sword that turned into a blood-colored serpent, and after shaking Lei Lan, it uttered a terrifying dragon roar. The serpent turned into a blood-colored dragon, and slammed into the sky-high giant hand in a circle.

Bang!

The void exploded, blood light and sword light surged, and the majestic giant hand was shattered like a mountain.

Xuanfei took five steps back, Lei Lan took seven steps back, and Yan Teng took two steps back.

And Leng Ao Ran only made a sword.

"Fight with me, you little brats, you are still very tender!" Ben Lei Mojian's eyes burst out with sharp edges, and the corners of his mouth evoked a disdainful smile.

The faces of Yan Teng and the others looked rather ugly. Although they knew that there was a gap between each other and the other, they didn't expect the gap to be far beyond imagination.

"Tonight, I will let you know why I am cold and arrogant, why I am called the Thunderbolt Demon Sword!"

Leng Ao Ran shouted angrily, and the world suddenly turned cold.

A murderous intent dyed the night into crimson, and the curved silver moon in the crimson looked like the shy eyebrows of a beauty.