"It seems that we all underestimated his determination." The crowd stared at Chu Xingyun, who was like a killing demon god holding a heavy sword and covered with blood. His murderous intent was decisive, completely crushing everyone and shocking the world.

As Chu Xingyun said just now, even though the elders of the Nine Cold Palace have raised their strength to the level of Nirvana after being blessed by the Wanhan Ice Soul Formation, their real realm is still at the level of Yin and Yang.

A strong man with Nirvana can trigger the mine tribulation of heaven and earth every time he is promoted, he can temper his flesh and soul, transform his body and his strength will also have a qualitative leap.

The thunder tribulation has never been accepted by the elders of Jiuhan Palace. Although their strength is strong, their physical strength is far inferior to that of Nirvana. How could he withstand Chu Xingyun's killing sword?

"More than ten of us can kill this person, but we have to pay a heavy price. It is better to turn the finger to the eighty Yin and Yang strong men first. As long as we can reactivate the Three Thousand Cold Star Ancient Formation, this son can easily kill him." Lin Bingli was keen and knew that Chu Xingyun could not deal with it, so he turned his eyes to the eighty Yin and Yang sword slaves.

After these words, the elders of Jiuhan Palace reached a consensus. This time, they did not dare to delay any further and immediately took action. The vast cold air whistled past, instantly imprisoning more than ten Yin-Yang Sword Slaves.

"Kill!" Lin Bingli shouted again, and the power of sealing roared out like the wild waves of the sky, and rushed towards more than ten Yin and Yang sword slaves with thunder and lightning.

At the same time, a vast coldness descended, and a vast and long river of ice appeared in the void, transformed by the ice, and a slight coldness descended. A crackling sound came out, and the bodies of more than ten Yin-Yang Sword Slaves were frozen.

"Chu Xingyun has endless methods, but those Yin and Yang people are far less than Chu Xingyun after all. Elder Bingli is so smart that he can actually think of taking action from this point." When the disciples of Jiuhan Palace saw this scene, they couldn't help but secretly applauded in their hearts. Killing Chu Xingyun forcibly will cause heavy losses, but if they kill these Yin and Yang sword slaves, they can regain control of the Three Thousand Cold Star Ancient Formation.

As long as the Three Thousand Cold Star Ancient Formation can be activated again, with the power of the seventh level ancient formation and the attacks of the elders of the Nine Cold Palace, it will be much easier to kill Chu Xingyun and avoid unnecessary casualties.

Puff puff puff...

A series of light sounds came out, and more than ten elders of Jiuhan Palace took action. The momentum was extremely terrifying. Thousands of ice and snow spears fell down and directly pierced the body of Yin and Yang Sword Slaves. Then the cold air burst out, freezing their bodies and shattering them into ice chips at any time.

"It's done!" Lin Bingli was overjoyed and couldn't help but cheer, but in this moment, in her sight, the bodies of more than ten Yin-Yang Sword Slaves suddenly burst out with strange lights, filled with violent terrifying power.

"When the body was pierced by a spear, how could these people detonate the Spirit Sea?" Lin Bingli was stunned for a moment, but she quickly recovered from her calmness and shouted: "It disperses, and each uses Nirvana to resist it. The spiritual sea of ​​Yin and Yang people explodes, and it will not cause much damage to us at all."

Lin Bingli deliberately raised her tone, full of disdain, but as soon as she finished speaking, Chu Xingyun said, "You are not afraid of the spiritual sea explosion, but the disciples of the Jiuhan Palace behind you may have to be afraid of this violent force."

Knock!

This sentence was like an invisible heavy hammer, hitting the heart of the elders of Jiuhan Palace. They screamed loudly. As soon as they made a sound, the more than ten Yin-Yang Sword Slaves who were in urgent need of self-destruction flew through the void like meteors, rushing towards the disciples of Jiuhan Palace. The light was as bright as the sun, reflecting the terrified and ignorant faces.

"No!" Lin Bingli roared. She took action, and more than ten elders of Jiuhan Palace also took action. However, no matter how fast they were, they could not stop the complete explosion of spiritual power.

In an instant, the terrifying power surged into the sky, and the spiritual lights raged violently, and fell on the disciples of the Nine Cold Palace one by one. The cultivation of those people was in the realm of the Heavenly Spirit, not weak, but not strong. In the face of this power, there was no power to resist at all.

Every violent light was like a ruthless death talisman, crazily harvesting life, and it seemed to have become a slaughterhouse. Apart from the raging spiritual storm, it was the tragic storm of blood and flesh, rolling into the wind, emitting an extremely pungent smell of blood, dyeing the earth and the void red.

Some disciples of Jiuhan Palace wanted to escape, but turned around, but were pierced by the light of spirit. Some people were pierced through their limbs. They were not dead, but fell into a pool of blood, stained with blood, and made a shrill wailing sound at the top of their lungs.

In this case, they were no longer able to curse Chu Xingyun, for fear that if they were unconscious, there would be another light of spiritual light representing death above their heads. This feeling was so terrifying that they just wanted to escape from this place of right and wrong.

"You beast, how dare you slaughter my disciples of Jiuhan Palace!" Lin Bingli and the elders of Jiuhan Palace were so angry that they trembled all over. The death of more than a dozen Yin-Yang Sword Slaves did not bring them any joy, and only anger and chill.

The self-destruction of the dozen Yin-Yang Sword Slaves was too sudden and too fast, and neither they nor the disciples of Jiuhan Palace could react.

In just a moment, more than 500 disciples in Jiuhan Palace died and injured. The atmosphere of fear once eroded their minds. And more importantly, because of the heavy casualties of the disciples, the Three Thousand Cold Star Ancient Formation could not be activated again.

"Don't worry, today, I will kill anyone who stops me from saving Liuxiang. You will never feel lonely on the road to the underworld." Chu Xingyun shook his robe, shaking the blood on his body, and he did not feel any heartache at all because of the damage of more than ten Yin-Yang Sword Slaves.

The black hole heavy sword was raised again, and behind Chu Xingyun, more than 60 Yin and Yang sword slaves stood in the air. In the cold and ruthless dark pupils, pale faces with different expressions below were reflected.

"Do it!" Chu Xingyun spoke mercilessly, and the black hole sword light kept flashing. More than 60 Yin-Yang sword slaves rushed into the crowd instantly. When they encountered disciples of Jiuhan Palace, they wielded their swords to fight, and when they met the elders of Jiuhan Palace, they exploded the spirit sea, which was like a pure murder machine.

At the same time, Chu Xingyun rushed out.

Buzz!

On the arm armor of all things, the five-color original light bloomed, lingering around Chu Xingyun's body. The sword light was terrifying, and the flames of death that destroyed everything. Anyone encountered it and died. With a mad attitude of fear and unpredictable, he met a group of elders of Jiuhan Palace.

In an instant, the wide square on the mountainside became chaotic, with blood and roars, corpses and roars echoing in the void for a long time and unable to dissipate.
Chapter completed!