In the center of the vulture group that covers the sky and the sun, there is a huge owl-like monster.

Its face is like a grimace with many watercolor stripes.

Some things have a vicious appearance but a gentle temperament.

But things like Ghost Face Dove are just the kind with a vicious appearance and a more vicious temperament.

In the east of Yunqin, there is a town called Tunshuwei. All the people in the town and those who pass through this town were killed and turned into a huge open-air cemetery. Even a group of troops who went to investigate had gone but never returned. When many practitioners and more troops went there, they found that the one who occupied the town for more than 20 days and killed thousands of people was not a plague or a bandit, but a ghost-faced dove that didn't know what prey to chase, just caught up with this border town.

At this moment, the ghost-faced dove in the center of the vulture group was still fierce and ferocious, so that all the vultures around were so scared that they were dozens of meters away from it. However, they did not dare to resist the iron-cast figure standing on its back.

Its neck was covered with a black and red collar, with sharp teeth that could be tightened inside. The chain connecting the collar was in the hand of the iron-cast figure on its back.

The collar can be tightened at any time, sharp teeth pierce its neck, and even cut off its entire head.

Those who can control monsters will naturally give people a stronger feeling.

Wen Ren Cangyue, who was standing on it, seemed extremely violent and cold.

...

A thin black mark suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.

It was like an invisible giant sword suddenly slashing out from the ground, and the terrifying power with it cut a crack in the sky.

Wenren Cangyue's dark black eyebrows were raised up like two knives.

In his perception, this thin black mark is a dark night.

The next moment, he let out a loud shout, and the broken Seven Star Demon Sword flew out from his sleeve, flew out several feet and collided with the silent force.

The Seven Stars Demon Sword made a harsh friction sound in the air.

Mars are splashing everywhere.

Countless vultures sang and cracked, and their feathers and flesh sprinkled in the air like rain.

Wenren Cangyue's eyes suddenly became brighter.

A chain rolled out of his sleeve again.

With a roar, a dark golden metal arrow was blown into countless metal wires by his chains, accompanied by the strong wind, drawing countless bright lines in the sky.

Wenren Cangyue's toes were pointed somewhere on the back of the Ghostly Dove.

The Ghostly Dove made an ugly howl like ghosts and began to descend rapidly.

...

Wenren Cangyue was forced to fall.

From the beginning of feeling the breath of the great master who stabbed the sky and killed the earth, he had already felt something was wrong.

Now the two arrow lights raids made him fully understand that their conspiracy against Qingluan Academy had become an ambush carefully designed by the other party.

He knew that only Da Hei and Xiao Hei from the academy could shoot two arrow lights like that.

Even though he had a mount like Ghost Face Dove, and even if he blocked the combined attack of the two archers, he knew very well that the only result of his continued staying in the air with the other party having two archers was to be shot down.

He was forced to fall.

The result of being forced to fall means that he cannot escape and can only face the ambush carefully designed by the other party.

However, his face was still as cold and powerful as iron, but instead had a sarcastic expression.

He is confident and powerful.

Especially after getting the Wheeling Pill, he was like a person who had to squat down but stood up again... At this moment, his confidence and feeling were even more powerful than before.

He did not expect that he would fall into the ambush of Lin Xi and others.

He did not expect a great saint to appear.

But he knew very well that the great saint would never survive after killing so many practitioners of Purgatory Mountain.

He also knew very well that Yun Qin had only so many powerful practitioners.

So even though he was secretly in an unfavorable situation, he still had great confidence in killing Lin Xi in turn.

"I didn't want to give you too much time. Since you came here by yourself, I'll just take you on your way."

Looking at the place where the second arrow was fired, he said coldly in his heart.

...

Lin Xi looked at the grimace dove that fell rapidly like a meteor in the sky, and nodded calmly to Bian Linghan beside him.

From now on, what he has to do is very simple, just throw all their soul power on Wenren Cangyue.

Bian Linghan's three fingers hooked the big black Sanxian.

The soul power in her body and the power of the Mirror Mermaid were all poured into the Dahei Sanxian.

At this moment, there were many scenes in her mind.

She thought of Jiang Yuer who stopped breathing beside her, and Meng Bai who jumped off the cliff.

In Biluo Tomb that year, Lin Xi was on the verge of death when Changsun Wujiang and Jiang Yuer died and fell into the deepest coma, so the unforgettable pictures she saw were more unforgettable pictures than Lin Xi saw. Even Lin Xi, who was wandering on the edge of death and was unconscious, was one of the unforgettable pictures in her mind.

She missed the countless tents by Lingxia Lake very much.

I miss the time when a bunch of people gathered next to the fire in Qingluan Academy.

Countless beautiful, impossible pictures and countless bad pictures that made her unforgettable, turned into murderous intent and hatred at this moment, and condensed into this arrow.

Her entire right hand had all cracked her skin, and blood stained her entire sleeves red.

Wenren Cangyue's pupils instantly contracted, and the Seven Star Demon Sword snorted and slashed towards him with a sharp roar.

At the same time, two soul powers shook out from his feet, pushing the grimace dove under him out a few meters in an instant.

With a roar, countless lights and shadows disappeared. The Seven Stars Demon Sword tenaciously penetrated out of the layers of water mist and the hidden black light. The small sword body was like a giant shield blocking all the space behind Wen Ren and Cang Yue.

However, the chains connected by Wenren Cangyue's fingers and the ghost face dove were also broken at this moment.

The grimace dove flew obliquely to the ground.

Wenren Cangyue was dozens of meters in the air, and was earlier than the ghost-faced dove, like a piece of meteorite falling to the ground.

"Ka!"

Wenren Cangyue's feet were trampled on the ground.

His military boots cracked.

The ground was sunk with him as the center, and dust shook upwards, and the mud and rocks hit and squeezed, making layers of shattering sounds.

His knees bent slightly.

The sound of bones shattering in the knees was also made.

Bian Linghan's arrow was powerful enough to pose a threat to him. In order not to let his mount Ghost Face Dove die under the impact of power, he landed in this way. When there was not enough soul power in his legs, his knee bones inevitably shattered.

But Wen Ren Cangyue didn't even look a little painful on her face.

His body was still as cast as iron, without any tremor.

He knew that in today's battle, his body would not be immune to damage.

And for someone like him, the real power is always his soul power.

So from the beginning of this battle, he adopted a battle method of saving his soul power as much as possible by suffering some damage to his body.

Only a strong man like him who is cold and confident would adopt such a fighting style.

Just the moment he landed, Wen Ren Cang Yue saw Lin Xi and others clearly, "You guys just want to kill me?" He looked at Bian Linghan's sleeves stained with blood, looked at Zhantai Qiantang, Lin Xi and others, and sneered sarcastically.

"I didn't expect that your injury has recovered, and you have been able to use your soul power in this way." Lin Xi frowned and said with a sneer.

Wenren and Cang Yue rarely talked nonsense, but at this moment, she did not take action immediately when facing Lin Xi. She just squinted her eyes and said, "You must be very disappointed."

"Since you have come here, it doesn't matter whether your injuries are recovered or not." Lin Xi shook his head calmly: "It must be you who are disappointed. Why didn't the elders of Purgatory Mountain come here? You don't have to delay time. Those elders of Purgatory Mountain will never come here."

"I can kill you if no one comes."

Wenren Cangyue sneered and said.

Just as the sound came out, his seven-star flying sword made a terrifying roar, turning into a vortex flying in the air, rushing towards Lin Xi.

At this moment, he and Lin Xi and others were more than four hundred steps away.

At this distance, ordinary sword-controlling saints cannot control swords at all.

What he is best at is close-fitting swordsmanship, but at this moment, his flying sword directly crossed four hundred steps and stabbed Lin Xi.

He has always been the most fighting saint in the world. At this distance, when Bian Linghan is no longer able to take action, it is impossible for others to hit him, which is equivalent to a separate showdown between him and Lin Xi.

However, the moment his flying sword flew out, his dark eyebrows suddenly frowned.

A cold sword light, with an arrogant aura, flew out from the forest behind Lin Xi.

Lin Xi hooked the big black Sanxian at this moment.

When there was a loud bang.

The black light accurately hit the Qiyao Flying Sword.

And the next moment, the sound of this sound did not stop and continued.

Because although no one knows how Lin Xi could accurately hit the Seven Stars Flying Sword that he perceived, the Seven Stars Flying Sword was just at a slow pace. The cold sword light flying out of the forest had already intercepted the Seven Stars Demon Sword. In this breath, I don’t know how many times it had collided.

And every time it hit, the cold sword light was doing its best.

This kind of impact is like a sword master, hitting the body of another sword master with his own body.

Wenren Cangyue coughed lightly, and blood was coughing out of the corner of her mouth.

All the leaves in the woods were shattered by the powerful sword energy and vital energy, revealing Nangong Weiyang's figure.

Nangong Weiyang's nostrils were also bleeding, but her face was serious and calm, just like the expression of a student in a private school who was seriously plagiarizing homework.

Wenren Cangyue can adopt a battle method of sacrificing some damage to her body and preserving her soul power as much as possible, and she can do it too.
Chapter completed!