The poisonous clouds rolled on the sea and the flying swords galloped, which seemed difficult to resolve, but Yun Yao saw that the poisonous gas was better.

The East Sea Sword Immortal also saw the problem and said, "The old poison monster's poison attack is so powerful. The guy from Meishan is probably going to suffer."

Indeed, I heard the leader of Baidu Sect shouting: "Heart Poison Blade." The poisonous sea moved when she heard the sound, and it condensed and contracted into a ten-foot sharp blade to fight against Meishan Flying Sword.

The flying sword, which had been corroded by the flying poisonous sea, could not withstand the heavy blow of the poisonous blade in his heart, and turned into fragments all over the sky.

The flying sword of the head of Meishan was destroyed, and his magic power immediately retaliated against his internal organs. His throat became sweet and he spewed out a mouthful of old blood.

Taking advantage of his illness, the expression of the Baipo Sect Master was as ferocious as a beast. The ten-foot poison blade was divided into hundreds of poison swords and shot it out, and the head of Meishan was about to kill him on the spot.

Just as the poisonous blade approached, the sky was filled with sword light. The sword light shone with all evil spirits, and the hundred poisonous blades disappeared in an instant.

"Hide the mountains and hide in the lake, and there is no dispute in the world. Let's not think about the meaning of the name sword, we should be Taixu people." The poem's title fell as the sword light fell, and the killing moves were eliminated in the conversation and laughter, and the force of the Gramman was silenced.

Yunyao had to learn the other party's ability to show off when he saw it. He looked up and saw a white-robed Taoist landing in the dazzling sword light. He was in his early thirties, with starry eyes and sword eyebrows, like a fairy general.

"Please ask the Sect Master." The sword cultivator on the big ship below greeted him in unison, letting everyone know that the visitor was the Sect Master of the Sword Sect.

A sword energy that did not belong to him emerged from the Donghai Sword Immortal. Although the wound on his neck had long disappeared, the sword energy of the Sword Sect leader had not been refined and digested by the Donghai Sword Immortal. The sword energy was eager to try again. The white-haired old man looked very ugly. As expected, as soon as the other party arrived, his wound hurt faintly.

"You are finally here?" The leader of Baidu Sect looked at the person with a serious expression, because the leader of the Sword Sect is more terrifying than the leader of Meishan. Now the other party rescues the leader of Meishan, obviously he is going to stand on the side of Meishan, and the situation is very unfavorable. Originally, Meishan and Shushan were allies, and with a leader of the Sword Sect, the situation is very bad. "Old waste, let's cooperate. When we kill all three of them, we will take turns to take the East China Sea Spirit Pearl. If you take it for a year, I will take it for a year. What do you think?"

The East Sea Sword Immortal called Baidu Sect Master an old poison monster, so Baidu Sect Master directly called him Laodu.

However, the East Sea Sword Immortal will definitely not accept this proposal. This is a scam with the tiger. Even if they can beat the other three, the Baidu Sect Master will definitely kill him in the end. The East Sea Sword Immortal has decided not to wade into the muddy waters. This time he wants to watch the wall, so he said: "Today I will not come for the Lingzhu, just to join in the fun, so I won't participate in the battle."

The leader of Baipo Sect thought to himself that the cunning old fox, since he could not find allies, he could only fight against three. He said loudly: "Haha, don't think you guys are getting together, I'm really afraid of you. Shushan, Meishan, Sword Sect, you can go together and see the power of my "Poison Sea Magical Powers". "Boom, the purple poisonous sea is already as rich as ink, and the leader of Baipo Sect is ready to show his skills.

However, the leader of the Sword Sect was not on the battlefield, or even on the treasure, but frowned and looked at the western sky, as if there was the most difficult thing there.

Yun Yao couldn't help but look over and finally saw a horrifying scene. A young Rakshasa monk flew over while stepping on a corpse. The picture was very funny, as if the corpse was a flying sword.

The monks from Rakshasa Kingdom also saw the people coming, and they all appeared from the secret, and instantly surrounded the scene. The leader was a strong man in Rakshasa with a pale face and black smoke. He looked at all the sword cultivators present with contempt and said, "If you don't want to die, get out, Dinghaizhu will return to our Rakshasa Kingdom Ghost Tomb Sect."

The Sect Master of the Sword Sect just asked, "You killed the head of Shushan?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience was shocked, especially the three hundred Qingcheng disciples changed their faces. They thought they were wondering why the leader had not arrived for a long time, but they did not expect that they would only know the news that the leader was dead from the sect leader.

The leader of Baipo Sect, the head of Meishan, and the sword immortal of Donghai were also dumbfounded. The head of Shushan is a cultivator of the Yuanshen realm who is as famous as them. How could he die? Who can kill him?

Yunyao thought to himself that the young Rakshasa is the corpse of the head of Shushan?

When the young Rakshasa approached, the excitement of the three hundred Qingcheng disciples also proved Yunyao's conjecture that the corpse of the head of Shushan was really the one who was trampled under his feet.

"The Master?" The sad voices of the three hundred Qingcheng disciples were moved. They were shocked and angry. They didn't know what the situation was.

"The leader of Shushan is a mess, it's still fun to have a monk from the strange pill." The young Rakshasa who came over the corpse of Shushan is obviously not a normal person. His murderous aura was very strong, just like he climbed into the world from a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Now his ruthless, cold and provocative gaze was jumping between the Sword Sect leader and Yun Yao. Obviously, he saw that these two people had strange pills, which were the prey that made people excited.

"Haha, this is the killer of the alien pill carefully cultivated by our Rakshasa Ghost Tomb Sect. Since he was born, we have captured the monks of the alien pill to kill him, improve his cultivation and temper his murderous aura. None of you are his opponents." The leader of the Rakshasa is the leader of the Ghost Tomb. He announced loudly that he was righteous and was obviously an extremely inhumane method of cultivation, but they were not ashamed but proud.

It is also very abnormal for the killer of the alien pill. I guess he has been fighting since he was a child, so his mind is not smart at all. Everyone looks like prey.

"The ghost cultivator in the Rakshasa Kingdom is already weird enough, and this Ghost Tomb Sect is even more weird among the weird ones." Yunyao couldn't help but say. Although she had heard that because Rakshasa is a ghost cultivator, there were always some weird ways of practicing. Unexpectedly, after real encountering it, she would refresh her three views and lower the lower limit.

"Aren't the Ghost Tomb Sect afraid of being killed by cultivators all over the world?" asked the Sect Master of the Sword Sect seriously.

"Haha, what do you know? Especially those who are possessed by strange pills and are favored by the heavenly way do not understand the difficulties of us ghost cultivators." The head of the Ghost Tomb said with a striking remark: "You are blessed with luck and can be able to escape danger even when encountering danger. How can you understand the pain of our ghost cultivators being forced to be eliminated by soldiers? Especially for strange pill monks, why can you create strange pills that are stronger than ordinary monks? So we must kill all the strange pill monks in the world, rob your luck, and let you also know the pain of military pill removal."

Yunyao felt that this statement was familiar. The female disciple of the Antarctic Immortal Weng seemed to have such a remark, saying that the law of heaven was unfair, that the son of luck could be happy on his own without doing anything, and that the son of luck looked down on others, so she killed her sister to seize the fortune.

The Rakshasa in front of him seemed to think so, but it was not aimed at the son of luck, but targeted the monks of strange pills. Unfortunately, Yun Yao occupied both of them, both of whom were the son of luck, and the strange and mysterious White Lotus strange pills.

Are the killers of the strange pill? Yun Yao said that these ghost cultivators really have ideas and can already feel a strong sense of jealousy from them. Since the killers of the strange pill can kill the head of Shushan, it means that the cultivation level of this ghost cultivator is not low.

Yunyao had not yet had the intention to kill, but the Sword Sect leader had decided to kill the killer of the strange pill to face the eyes. His body was like a sword, his spirit was like a sword, his spirit was like a sword, and his power was like a sword. His inner elixir was a sword, which seemed to be born for the sword.
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