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Jiang Yichen held the blood at the corner of his mouth, his expression ridiculing, as though he still wanted to say something, but he had enough time to speak, so Qin Lie directly chopped off Jiang Yichen's head with his sword.

He cast his gaze towards the deep forest to his left as if he had sensed something. He saw an owl hanging upside down on a tree branch, staring at them with a strange look in its eyes. The green feathers were hidden in the leaves. They were so weak that it was almost impossible to detect them.

The owl's pupils suddenly shrank. It seemed to have realized that Qin Lie was watching its direction and was about to hide, but a smile appeared on its face. They descended from their carriages. In the surrounding hundred zhang area, almost all of the birds and beasts had already escaped and disappeared without a trace. Wouldn't it be strange if only one owl stayed here?

In the next moment, the owl had already flown away from the tree branch and soared into the sky. In a short period of time, his body had expanded by ten times. A huge gust of wind was stirred up as he flew towards the distant horizon. With each step, he was able to reach a height of more than two thousand meters.

Qin Lie laughed and shook his head, the Rushing Thunder Sword in his hand, suddenly shot out, in a blink of an eye it turned into a purple light, flying in the air and piercing straight through the owl!

With a wail, the owl fell from the sky.

Qin Lie also did not look carefully, and waited for the eagle to descend, and then he waved his hand. The Rushing Thunder Sword suddenly turned like a spiral and flew back into his hand after being pulled out from the eagle's corpse. And in Qin Lie's eyes, there was a trace of doubt. He looked at Zhao Yu who was still in his senses and asked, "Then who is Li Xieling, do you know?"

To be able to make Zhao Yu, a Sky-high Fighter, fear fear to this extent, he should not be weak. Could it be that this person, was a Nirvana Stage?

Zhao Yu regained his senses, subconsciously snorting coldly, his face ashen. No matter how subservient he was, he could not help but feel ashamed about what he had just done. This Young Lord of The Sky Demon Martial School would definitely not let her off easy. It would be better to be a bit tougher from the start.

Then, they saw Qin Lie calmly raise the Rushing Thunder Sword to his lips and blow.

The blood on the swords dripped down one after another. The cyan and white colored sword light caused Qin Lie's face, that was filled with a smile yet not a smile, to be reflected in an incomparably dark and gloomy light.

Zhao Yu's heart immediately jumped. With a thought, he did not dare to continue any further: "This person worships the path of death, and boasts of slaughtering a hundred thousand. His martial arts can be accomplished, and he is invincible in the world. This person had 18 paths. In the past six years, he had killed countless people. Rumor has it that no less than 10,000 people had died at his hands. Only they had been restrained recently, but the ones who had been massacred were all Martial Cultivator s. Wherever you go, as long as you are interested, you will kill people and sacrifice your sword. "

Lian Fan's reaction was also extremely violent, both of his hands and neck were filled with veins. The luster in his eyes flickered, as though he was using all his strength to suppress the surging emotions in his heart.

Qin Lie was also surprised. There could be no less than ten thousand people killed, but how could there be such a ruthless person in this world?

Just from the sound of it, he already felt that it was powerful. If there was such a vicious belief, then what he believed in was pure killing. Then, the strength of this Li Xieling is most likely also extremely strong.

His expression slowly changed, and a pensive look appeared in Qin Lie's eyes: "Then this Li Xieling, has reached the Nirvana Realm?"

"At most I can only reach the pinnacle of the sky!"

Zhao Yu shook his head, looking at Qin Lie's cautious expression, he felt inexplicably happy. As he spoke, he unconsciously reverted back to his mocking tone: "However, the number of Tong Tian martial artists who died under his sword is already twenty! Although the abilities of Jiang Yichen and the other two were not bad, they were nothing in front of him. This person who had offended Mysterious Sky Sect back then was saved by the Patriarch of the Yunxia Mountain, and was protected by the Yunxia Mountain ever since. However, he was reckless, stubborn and obedient, and did not like being restricted. He had not helped Yunxia Mountain a few times in the past few years. Even if the Yunxia Mountain has a backup plan, it would not be him. "

After saying that, Zhao Yu glared at Qin Lie coldly, with a look of disdain: "Even if you had hidden your strength well, Sword Dao is still extremely powerful. But you better pray that the person sent by the Yunxia Mountain Master this time isn't him! With that little bit of skill of yours, killing you would be like slaughtering a dog — "

Before he could finish his sentence, he heard a laugh from the forest: "Thank you for your praise, young lady, but this time, young lady has guessed wrong. Today, you have come just in time to meet me, Li Xieling! "

Zhao Yu's breath caught in his throat, and even his heartbeat almost stopped. He bit his lips tightly and looked in the direction where the voice had come from. He saw a man in a blood-red robe stepping out of the forest.

He was around twenty-four years old and his face was abnormally red. His eyes were sometimes crazy and sometimes cold. He had several scented pouches on him, which should have been scented and smoked people. But when the smell arrived, it was a pungent smell of blood.

Li Xieling first looked at the giant hawk's corpse, shaking his head in regret: "I finally found a Spirit Beast and died just like that, what a pity. Do you know how difficult it is for our Martial Cultivator to search for a Spirit Beast like the Profound Arts Master? How much do I have to pay? "

His expression became incomparably regretful, and then his gaze suddenly turned berserk as he looked at Qin Lie with incomparable passion, "But it's nothing much! Today, the thing that I, Li Xieling, am most glad about is that I have met you, Qin Lie. It felt like just killing one person was enough to kill three thousand! Hehe, I, Li Xieling can also lessen the number of killings, isn't this the fortune of the world? "

Qin Lie smiled lazily as he squinted his eyes. He did not wish to speak to this person. Someone like Li Xieling would most likely have some mental problems. Talking nonsense with these people was just a joke.

Although he would kill without batting an eye, he still had a reason. But this one, was entirely up to his own interests. It was not just about killing the Dao, it was about fusing into the Dao of Death.

No matter what he said, he couldn't avoid a fight today so why say anything more?

The sword in his hand flickered with a faint lightning light. Li Xieling's eyes similarly flashed with an icy blue color.

A blood-red sword abruptly shot up into the sky. Li Xieling chuckled and stepped forward. Then, his entire body seemed to have transformed into that of a wolf, carrying with him an overwhelming killing intent. In a flash, he arrived.

His speed was even faster than when Qin Lie killed him earlier!

He looked to be about a hundred and thirty meters away, but before he even had the time to blink, he was already about a foot away from Qin Lie, almost facing him. A blood-red arc of light also swept across.

Lian Fan's pupils immediately constricted. He practically did not have time to react at all. As for Zhao Yu, he clenched both of his fists and suppressed his perturbed state of mind.

Just when the two of them thought that Qin Lie had run out of luck.

On the side of Qin Lie's waist, another ray of sword aura soared. Unbeknownst to them, she actually jumped up into the air and pierced towards Li Xieling's neck at a slanted angle. The sword's speed was also extremely fast, and it was agile as well, piercing through the inner part of the blood colored sword arc.

Li Xieling's expression slightly changed, and he unhesitatingly sheathed his sword and retreated explosively, placing the blood sword horizontally in front of his neck as a barrier. Ding 'a light sound was heard, only then did he deflect the spiritual sword, and another explosive roar came from the side.

A huge silver bear suddenly appeared beside Qin Lie. He opened his mouth and saw two rows of spike-like sharp teeth coming at him.

And right now, Zhao Yu seemed to be dead.

— — To be able to control the sword in the air and the Spirit Beast of the fourth stage, that is clearly the means of the Profound Arts Master!

His mind moved, and in the end, he still remembered those few burning Soul Glyphs that were burning before Qin Lie killed Jiang Yichen.

Why hadn't he noticed it then?

This Young Lord of The Sky Demon Martial School, was not only a Myriad Profound Stage Cultivator, but also a Profound Arts Master!

Within the intertwined space, a ball of fiery light was constantly soaring, burning the continuously growing red spider silk.

The fiery Sword Qi stabbed into the invisible barrier, producing sizzling sounds from time to time, but was unable to penetrate it completely.

At the same time, Lin Miaoke had already bit her lower lip open. Her beautiful face was extremely cold and weak. The golden needles that had pierced the acupoints all over her body were shaking uncontrollably.

Only the eyes of the two cold stars were still as cold as the edge of a blade, as resolute as ever.

Mo Bai smiled helplessly and shook his head slightly. A bright moon suddenly rose above his head, emitting a clear and cold radiance. In just an instant, the fire surrounding Lin Miaoke had already been suppressed quite a bit.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly frowned and looked towards the south, "That Jiang Yichen's aura seems to have disappeared? "So fast …"

Then, he realized that something was wrong. Mo Bai's expression changed and was filled with surprise and bewilderment.

Jiang Yichen's aura was not the same as before, when the matter had been settled. Rather, it had completely disappeared from his Spiritual Sense's senses.

It started to erupt a moment ago, but disappeared a moment later. At the same time, another wave of energy also flashed and then disappeared, shocking him as well.

In Lin Miaoke's eyes, there was also a sense of puzzlement and worry.

"Senior!" No matter if Jiang Yichen was still alive or not, the matter over there, was over. Why aren't you letting me go? You want me, Lin Miaoke, to hate you for the rest of my life? "

"This …"

Mo Bai immediately hesitated. Just as he was hesitating and finding it difficult to make a decision, his expression suddenly changed. His eyes were filled with shock as he sucked in a breath of cold air.

"Who is this?" What a heavy killing intent! "

As if he had suddenly realized something, Mo Bai shook his head. "Sorry, Junior Sister! Since he had provoked this person, there must have been an accident. This person's killing has turned him into a crazed person. Although I can take care of him, I may not be able to protect you. Junior Sister, you should just stay here and wait for the result to be decided! "

Lin Miaoke could not help but be taken aback, but in the next moment, her expression changed as well. That madman Li Xieling from the Yunxia Mountain? "

"It's this guy!" Mo Bai nodded slightly, his expression similarly complex.

Lin Miaoke said no more, clenching her teeth. Suddenly, she took out a red Pill from the Cosmic Bag. Before Mo Bai could react, it had already entered his mouth.

In just an instant, his face was dyed red. There were traces of blood stains on the porcelain like skin all over his body.

However, the Sword Force was many times stronger. With just a few slashes, it had cut the threads by eighty percent. The invisible barrier seemed to be on fire as well.

Behind him, Mo Bai widened his mouth in astonishment. However, it was already too late to stop it. After a long while, it turned into a bitter laugh, "How could Master give you such a small Origin Combustion Pill? Junior Sister, why did you have to suffer this time? With Li Xieling here, how could Qin Lie have any chance of survival? "Junior Sister, if you rush over now, not only will it be useless, but you might even lose your life …"

Seeing that Lin Miao did not pay any attention to him, Mo Bai only thought for a moment and then cast a spell. The Thousand Thread Cage's range was shrunk down to nearly three times its original size. Then with another flash, he appeared right next to Lin Miaoke. With a flick of his sleeve, a ball of cold soul power surged out. "As soon as it began to move, it stretched out its vine towards Lin Miaomiao from all directions.

However, his eyes were fixed on the south, a little surprised.

That 'mysterious sword' Jiang Yichen, 'Mist sword' Xie Jun, 'Angry Sword' Yun Tao, they had all been famous for many years, and their strengths were not weak. The former comprehended the Martial Arts Force and could break through the Martial Ancestor Realm at any time. Who in the world had acted just now? To think that they would be able to finish off these three so quickly!

It was a pity that he was unlucky to have provoked Li Xieling.

It was a pity that the maid by Lin Miaoke's side was most likely dead. At this moment, in the dense forest sixty kilometers away, Li Xieling's head was covered in cold sweat. The blood sword was raised and just as it was about to block the Silver Bear's path. A silver light flashed between the brows of the Silver Bear.

Li Xieling's figure also explosively retreated backwards, wildly retreating towards the dense forest behind them. The bloody sword-light once again pierced through him, dangerous and dangerous. Only then did he strike the silver awl away.

Then, all he saw was Qin Lie's figure and a flash of cold light from his sword tip.

They were incomparably sharp, and they were incomparably fierce. Just as he looked up, he was already very close.

Purple lightning flashed. In that instant, the sword tip of the Rushing Thunder Sword seemed to have become the only source of light in the dense forest. The morning glow that had appeared in the sky and the bright moon that had yet to fade were gone without a trace of brilliance.

It was as if in the entire world, only the A Sword remained!

Li Xieling's eyes suddenly opened wide, and the veins on his right wrist suddenly exploded, causing a large amount of blood to flow out as if it was alive, towards the blood sword.

A sword flashed out, and with a 'ding' sound, just before the brain was about to be penetrated, the Rushing Thunder Sword was deflected to the side. In the blink of an eye, the sword fell like rain, and the Sword Force was sent flying back like a tornado. The frenzied blood colored sword shadows seemed as if they wanted to slice the youth in front of them into millions of pieces.

Qin Lie could not help but laugh regretfully. He remained calm and collected as his left hand formed a seal. A ball of mist immediately gathered around him. As for the figure of the Sword Force, it also became erratic. Within the blood-red sword shadow, it was moving unsteadily.

Just as his body was about to be completely engulfed by the bloody light … The Rushing Thunder Sword that was bounced away once again pierced through the air and arrived.

From the most incredible angle, it pierced in an oblique angle. Sword Force s were mysterious and unfathomable, giving off the feeling that the dead Jiang Yichen had revived, and was even weirder and weirder than this' Sly Sword '.