Su Yun's words spread, and almost everyone who was ready to move hesitated.

How could the three Ling Xuanyang be an opponent with the cultivation of Ling Xuan Soul? Everyone just came here to enjoy the wedding wine and please the others, so they would not lose their lives for it.

Yang Gu, the elder of the Tanghuo Sect, looked at the cloaked man who was fighting fiercely with Zhang Wuming with a gloomy face. His heart was heavy. After thinking, he clasped his fists and said, "Master Zhang, this evil man is powerful, I am afraid that only the head of my sect can compete with him. Master, please hold on first, wait until I invite the leader of my sect, and then come to help you. Goodbye!"

The sound fell, Yang Gu turned around, jumped away, and flew away. Tanghuo sent people to evacuate.

"Yang Bone"

Zhang Wuming said anxiously. But the person has gone far away.

"Zhengmaster Zhang, I suddenly remembered that there was something urgent to do, so I stayed there soon and said goodbye!"

Qi Shi sent people to leave in a hurry.

"Master Zhang, take care of yourself!"

"Master Zhang, I suddenly remembered that the people in my school were getting married today. Haha, I said goodbye to me with this memory."

After Su Yun shouted that sentence, people woke up one by one and left anxiously like avoiding the plague god.

"You villains!!"

Zhang Wuming was forced backwards by Su Yun. When he saw everyone leaving, he was angry and opened his mouth, squirted and spit out another mouthful of blood.

"The hearts of people are unpredictable! It is really unpredictable. They all claim that they are a well-known faction and take it as their mission to maintain peace in the Tianwu Continent. But when the disaster comes, they only care about their own safety! Today, these evil people killed me, Zhang Wuming, and tomorrow their butcher knife will be placed on your neck. You can wait!" Zhang Wuming roared.

Whoosh!

Before he could speak, Su Yun rushed over again. He held the death sword in one hand and flew quickly. The evil soul rushed out of the sword and attacked Zhang Wuming crazily.

The evil soul is easy to solve, but behind Su Yun, the shadow of the demon will pop up, and the strength is terrifying and cannot be defeated by human power at all. I am afraid that he already has the power of the fourth grade of Ling Xuanyang!

Zhang Wuming became increasingly difficult to support, and he frequently used his magic weapons to compete with him.

His breath was extremely thick, and he could easily crush any existence below the ninth grade of the Spirit Profound Soul into pieces, but the other party's qi was stronger than his, especially the evil spirit!! He could almost squeeze his qi into pieces.

"etc!"

Zhang Wuming's eyes flashed and suddenly realized something was wrong.

But seeing this man's exposed hands were blood red, his tendons burst out, and his blood vessels were protruding, as if he was filled with some energy.

"Is this? This person's body does not seem to be strong, but why is his cultivation so terrifying? Did he rely on some magic weapon to briefly improve his cultivation?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Wuming made a decision in his heart, just watching his hands flip, two balls of flames brewing between his palms, and then his palms collapsed.

"Die!" Angry shout fell from his mouth.

But seeing the white clouds in the sky turn into flames, forming a fire dragon that is hundreds of feet thick. This fire dragon has eight claws and six corners, which is hideous and terrifying.

"roar!"

The fire dragon fell down and fell straight down Su Yun.

After all, he is a second-grade master of Lingxuanyang. How can he not have some real skills? You can’t procrastinate!

Su Yun looked serious and controlled the demon behind him, pressing Zhang Wuming tightly.

"Demon Blood Sacrifice!"

Su Yun shouted softly, and the phantom of the demon behind him suddenly broke out, rushed into the sky, and quickly turned into a huge circular array in the sky, pressing under the air.

The power of the demon, as vast as a river and sea, swept away, and the biting magic power spread throughout the Mingying Sect. This power immediately attracted the attention of countless powerful people who were preparing to evacuate!

"What a terrifying power! This man is so powerful! When did that bitch, Hu Qianmei, reach such a big backer? Can he be a dual cultivation partner with him?"

Liu Xinxin on the other end was shocked and murmured secretly.

"How could there be such a powerful magic? What happened to Mingying Teaching?"

In the sky outside Mingying Mountain, several figures stepped on swords towards this. When this magic power came, everyone changed their color slightly and was shocked.

But listening to a more magnificent and more powerful roar, violently falling.

"It's over!!!"

The blood sacrifice array transformed from that day directly touched Zhang Wuming.

"ah!!"

Zhang Wuming roared with thunder, and had used all his life's strength. His hands were filled with black and white aura and attacked the sky, trying to reverse this power.

But just as he was fighting against the blood sacrifice array, Su Yun on the other side turned into a black stream of light and came to fight here.

The power of swallowing mountains and rivers is invincible! At this moment, at this moment, Zhang Wuming was completely helpless!

Puff!

The black streamer swallowed it, and then quickly spit it out. The man suddenly appeared behind Zhang Wuming. At some point, a pitch-black sword was inserted into Zhang Wuming's heart. The sword pierced it through and instantly broke all the power in his body.

The blood sacrifice formation fell, and Zhang Wuming's bones were shattered, his blood was exhausted, and he was dying.

The Dead Sword began to work, madly absorbing the power from his body.

Gudong! Gudong!

A strange sound rang.

"Who are you! Who are you!!!"

Zhang Wuming was powerless to resist and was about to die. He tried his best to grab Su Yun's cloak beside him with both hands and shouted unwillingly.

But Su Yun didn't say anything, and his blood-red eyes looked at him quietly.

The Death Sword was crazily absorbing the power in his body and transforming it into a thick spiritual power to fill Su Yun. The Death Sword only absorbs evil power. For non-evil people, it cannot convert the absorbed power into its own use.

Zhang Wuming grabbed Su Yun's hand and gradually became weak.

At that moment, the sky suddenly became dark, and lightning and thunder were roaring, everything cried, and waves of cold and biting wind blew throughout Mingying Mountain.

A master of Ling Xuanyang level fell.

This will be a major event that shocked the entire southern continent for hundreds of years.

A big event that everyone sings.

The Mingying Cult members who had not yet dissipated looked at this scene blankly, and everyone's expression was filled with surprise.

"Master!!"

Ren Zhiheng shouted loudly.

Then he saw Zhang Wuming's body falling from the sky and falling heavily to the ground, and there was no movement.

"Since you are planning to sacrifice others for profit without fail, you should think that someone will take your life desperately!"

Su Yun pulled the dead sword back from Zhang Wuming's body, which was gradually shriveled, and put it in the scabbard.

The Mingying Sect master who was still fighting with the death and the sacrifice and the sacrificial killings on the other end did not have the mentality of resisting at this moment? After so much time, the four heavenly kings had been killed and killed by the opponent. The masters were killed and injured, and had no chance of winning at all. The injured Ren Zhiheng saw that the death and the sacrifice and the sacrificial killings were extremely relaxed, so he stopped thinking about it and shouted "retreat". Then the man turned around and ran to the distance.

The gang of scholars did not stop and evacuated quickly.

"Want to run?"

Chasing life and sacrifice to kill will lead to pursuit.

"Let them go, don't do too much strand!"

Su Yun turned around and looked at Liu Xindong who was also planning to escape in panic, and said in a serious manner: "Just catch Liu Xindong!"

"Yes, sir!"

The two of them shouted in a low voice, and they rushed together to heart.

The dispersion of Mingying Sect was beyond the expectations of many people. The flowers were blooming the day before, but at this moment it was ruined and depressed, and people scattered in all directions like frightened birds.

This is a very common thing in the Tianwu Continent. People are taboo to provoke strong people because a real strong person can destroy a city in the blink of an eye, as easy as picking leaves and flowers.

Liu Xindong calculated so much that he could not have such a sudden change. He controlled dozens of black needles on his waist and made them collide with each other, urging the eighteen human spirits he refined to rush towards his pursuit of life and sacrifice.

However, before these human spirits could approach the pursuit of life and sacrifice to kill the two, they were shattered by the sword energy they swung out in an instant.

All the human spirits were destroyed, and Liu Xin was moved and vomited a mouthful of blood.

But seeing the sacrificial sword fall, Liuxin is moved by his side, pressing his shoulder with one hand, then jumps back to Su Yun, and throws him to the ground.

Liu Xindong struggled for a few times and hurriedly got up, but he did not dare to stand up. Instead, he knelt on the ground and knocked his head to the ground quickly.

"Sir! Sir, Liu is moved and has no eyes. He mistakenly took your love. Please forgive me! Save my life!"

Although Liu Xindang is also a strong man who is about to enter Ling Xuanyang, he is definitely impossible to compete with the three Ling Xuanyang existences. Now he wants to ask for submission, so he can only kowtow and beg for mercy.

"Don't do this, Liu Guardian!"

Su Yun squatted down, lifted his cloak up, revealing a pale and evil face: "You are a powerful person of the tenth grade of the Spirit Profound Soul. How can I accept such a great gift from you if I am a fifth grade of the Spirit Profound Soul?"

"Fifth grade of Ling Xuan Soul?"

Liu Xin was stunned and hurriedly looked up and looked at Su Yun's face. After a while, he recognized it.

"Is it you?? You are Su Yun?"

At this time, Su Yun's fierce and violent power was like the ebbing sea water, falling and dissipating wildly, and in the blink of an eye, he was like a mortal.
To be continued...