An Yu took the Broken Sword Red Drink, disregarded himself, and said, "Actually, compared to you, the self-proclaimed genius, doing something shameful behind your back, I prefer Meng and Yuanyi to do more! And..." He raised his hand and pointed at the other party with anger, "Jingtian Shen Cult is Jingtian Shen Cult, I have the three of us, and we have nothing to do with Jingtian Shen Cult! Remember this!"

"Haha, if you have something to do with a cult for a day, it will always be related! You can't separate it from it!" Xiaying said in a deep voice: "Have you forgotten what the cult has done and what you have done before? The blood and sins in your hands cannot be removed!"

"Is blood? Is it sin?" An Yu slowly raised his head, as if thinking: "I used to think that I could tell what sin was and what was not sin... But now, I began to doubt what was sin? Let me tell me what was sin?"

Xiaying smiled miserably and walked slowly towards An Yu and Meng, saying as she walked, "Okay... OK... I'll tell you what sin is..." Her speaking speed was very slow. After saying this, the distance between her and An Yu and Meng had been reduced by half. "Sin is... your existence!"

An Yu frowned because he felt the energy fluctuations around him seem familiar, and realized that there was danger. Subconsciously, he blocked the dream behind him.

"Haha!" Xiaying sneered, and a thick halo appeared on her body. Two black and white lights and shadows instantly formed a circle on the ground, surrounding An Yu and Meng in the center.

"What is this?" Meng felt a burst of danger in her heart.

"This is the Yin-Yang Mantra, the forbidden technique passed down by my family! Today, you will die here with me!" Xia Ying said, gently slashing his right hand on his left palm, bringing up a bloodline: "Use my blood to sacrifice my life, and the Yin-Yang Mantra is formed! Seal!"

Xiaying shook her left palm violently, and the blood mist quickly merged into the black and white circle on the ground with the halo of her body. A strange aura suddenly rose up, and the black and white circles seemed to be alive, gradually flowing, black and white intertwined, and then separated, repeating continuously.

An Yu looked around the movements on the ground, looking surprised and surprised. As the black and white colors flowed, the large circle on the ground turned into two yin and yang fish, constantly swimming and entangling each other.

Meng's face turned paler because she felt the energy in her body overflowing uncontrollably, and the speed was getting faster and faster. A wave of weakness hit her heart, and even breathing became difficult.

"Yin and Yang Curse?" An Yu's face darkened: "This technique you gave birth to in the form of a blood sacrifice! You will die! Stop quickly!"

"Haha...what is wrong? Are you scared?" Xiaying gasped, her figure swayed, and she fell to the ground with no strength to stand. "I said, you two will definitely die here today!"

Meng tried several times, and there was an invisible powerful force that could not escape the scope of the technique. Even if she was in full swing, she would not be able to do so.

"That's not necessarily!" An Yu immediately sat down cross-legged and quickly formed a group of complex sealing techniques.

Xia Ying's slightly sarcastic look gradually changed. She was shocked first, then surprised. With her martial emperor level cultivation level, she finally opened her mouth wide: "This is...this is...why? Why do you actually know the sealing method of the Yin-Yang Mantra? Who are you?"

"Yin and Yang Mantra? That's what you call it." An Yu's palm was divided into left and right, and turned with the black and white colors: "But, as far as I know, it should be called the Liangyi Seal Technique! However, what you used just now is not complete! There are many loopholes, and it is not difficult to crack it!" After speaking, An Yu's whole body suddenly burst out, and the black and white "Yin and Yang Mantra" technique scattered violently.

Xia Ying was sucked by the formation and spurted a ball of blood out of her mouth. With an incredible expression on her face, she raised her hand and pointed at An Yu: "You are...you...qi...ming's person?"

An Yu looked at the other party thoughtfully and said in a deep voice: "You will not die, but you have to use yourself as a sacrifice and hurt the origin. I am afraid that it will take at least four or five years to recover!"

As if she had used all her last strength, Xiaying opened her mouth. Before she could spit out a word, her body softened and she fell to the ground, fainting.

An Yu's eyes swept over, and no one present dared to move, and said to Meng: "Let's go and support Yuanyi!"

He Chongguang, Eight Prince and others watched the two leave far away and then breathed a sigh of relief. If they had not resisted intervening before, the consequences would be unpredictable.

...

Yuanyi's left hand was clawed, locked Yuan Zhen's neck, and stood there quietly. There were more than a dozen people around, but no one dared to take a step forward. Just now, Yuan Zhen, who had the cultivation level of the Marquis' Mansion, was defeated by Yuan Yi in just one move.

Yu Xiuhan's breathing became heavy. Although Yuan Zhen and Peng Di were their personal guards, they were actually like his master.

"What should I do? Pengdi!" Yu Xiuhan asked anxiously.

Peng Di stared at Yuanyi with his eyes tightly and said in a deep voice: "Don't underestimate Yuan Zhen! His Sheng Youjie has already reached the level of cultivation! It's not that easy to hurt him!" As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Zhen began to change.

Yuan Zhen's face suddenly turned black and spread rapidly to his neck. In the blink of an eye, his hands also turned black.

A look of surprise flashed in Yuanyi's eyes, and his throat locked his fingers suddenly exerted force. However, the other party's throat was as hard as iron. In this moment, Yuan Zhen pointed to the sword, stabbed his left hand against Yuanyi's slit, and his right hand against Yuanyi's heart, and his move was as fast as lightning.

"Chaos Mirror!"

Yuanyi looked cold and looked cold, intending to let his body become empty and avoid the opponent's attack, and then use the golden secret technique to deal with this hard and iron-beating technique.

Yuan Zhen pointed his left hand at Yuanyi's stern first, and at this time, the latter's face changed drastically.

Yuanyi's body had become empty, and the opponent's attack did not cause a sensation of impact when it hit the body. However, Yuanyi felt as if her body had been penetrated.

It was a long time to speak, and then Yuanyi saw that the opponent's right hand was aiming at his heart. He knew that the opponent's martial arts were strange and could hurt himself in a state of emptiness, so he dared not take it. A burst of Yuan power burst out from his throat-locking palm, bounced Yuan Zhen away from a distance.

"Cough..." A trace of blood spilled out of the corner of Yuanyi's mouth, and he was actually injured. "What kind of martial arts is that? The darkened skin... can actually hurt me in the Chaos Mirror state!"
Chapter completed!