"Hiss~"

"This spiritual sword is so powerful..."

The moment someone's head fell to the ground and then Zuo Yan stepped forward, it only happened for a split second, and some people even didn't react.

Suddenly someone said something, and then everyone couldn't help but cast their eyes on the spiritual sword in the left hand.

The spiritual sword is like ice, shimmering with a slight coldness, its entire body is white, and its aura is compelling. At first glance, it is a rare and good sword.

Yes, this is entirely the result of this sword. Otherwise, if he is a second-level person, how can he kill people of the same level with just one sword?

"That's right, what are you waiting for at this time? Come on?"

"What a bunch of cowards, you don't even dare to move in this situation, huh, I look down on you!!"

Sounds came from all directions, each different.

But still no one took action, and a few people even took a step back.

"Hey~"

Suddenly, a sharp arrow shot straight out from the crowd. There was a awn in the arrow, like thunder.

"Ahh!!"

Several screams were instantly heard from the crowd, and the person who was struck was struck straight in the direction of the arrow, and then the whole scene fell into extreme chaos.

And at the same time as this arrow was shot, several figures rushed towards all directions. Yes, they were running away.

"It's quite clever, but don't you think it's a bit late now that you just told me not to leave?"

Zuo Yan said, picking up the sharp sword that fell on the ground, and then flicked it in the direction of one of the three people.

"Biao~"

The arrows shot out one after another, like thunder and lightning, with a sharp cold light.

"Xiao Fengzi, be careful!!"

Lin Feng, who was running away like crazy, couldn't help but feel his heart tremble and turned around to look.

The whole person couldn't help being startled, and hurriedly adjusted his posture, but still took a step too slow, and the sharp arrow entered his foot.

His face turned pale instantly, but he still did not dare to slow down.

His master told him that if he didn't leave now, he might be waiting for real death.

"Boy, hand over your spirit sword!!"

During the melee, a person touched Zuo Yan's back, held a long knife, and slashed straight down.

"Where are the people?"

The blow hit the air, and he was stunned for a moment, and then a fatal crisis surged in his heart.

He hurriedly turned around and took a look, but all he saw was a sharp sword light. This sword light was so beautiful that he was willing to pay the price of his life to get it.

"Children fighting is so boring."

As he spoke, Zuo Yan made several marks with his hands, and the spiritual swords in his hands flew out, and one air sword after another appeared.

With nearly a hundred swords, the sharp sword light and the majestic spiritual power instantly stunned the monks who were fighting, and then their eyes showed fear.

"Senior, don't!!"

Some of them screamed.

"I gave you a chance..." As he said this, these air swords rushed forward instantly. At this moment, a sword rain seemed to fall from the sky.

In a moment, the ground was filled with bloody corpses, with holes or holes in their bodies and rivers of blood.

A dozen people, all except one will be wiped out!!

"Huh? Is there anyone else who has come to die?" Zuo Yan, who had just received the receipt, couldn't help but raise his head slightly, and there was a sword light here.

"So fast, so fast, almost there, almost there, this is the direction!!"

Feng Yingshan said excitedly. To be honest, she had never fought such a fast flying sword before. It was quite exciting!

"Wait a minute, that's a corpse, Shan'er, don't go down, change your direction and leave!!"

After observing the overall situation, Luo Ying hurriedly congratulated him and saw a man with indifferent eyes standing on a pool of blood holding a spiritual sword.

"I'm going, it's so fierce!!" Feng Yingshan also immediately came to her senses, hurriedly pressed the sword head and flew upwards.

"Keng, ew~"

A strange sound sounded, and Feng Yingshan, who was driving the flying sword, couldn't help but be startled. Then his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly said back: "Little Shadow, get ready! Sister, I will take you flying!!"

"Clam?"

Before he could ask any questions, a feeling of weightlessness suddenly came over him.

He only felt a hand holding his collar behind his back, and then his whole body quickly fell to the ground.

"Ahhhh!!" he exclaimed.

After a moment, a female voice sounded: "Safe landing!!"

"Fuck you, get off of me!!"

Looking at the figure pressing tightly against him, Luo Ying felt that his already extremely painful chest hurt a little more.

"It's up now, it's up now, luckily I have you! Otherwise, I would have been really hurt!"

"You're welcome!!" Luo Ying shouted loudly.

"Actually, I think the problem you are facing now is not just this. What do you think?"

At this time, Zuo Yan also came over and spoke slowly.

"Senior, we just passed by each other..."

Feng Yingshan said hurriedly. She was panicking to death. He had clearly noticed what happened just now and directly cut off the connection between her and the flying sword.

He dared to say that even her master would never be able to do this operation!!

"Ouch, I feel so dizzy..."

Luo Ying, who was about to stand up just now, shivered when he heard this, fell down again, and buried his head in the hole he had just made. He did not raise his head from the beginning to the end...

Although he also knows that being an ostrich is shameful, but it is useful. Anyway, he knows that Feng Yingshan will never abandon him...

Feng Yingshan's face darkened instantly, and without caring about anything else, she walked directly into Luo Ying's ass with a tiny silver needle in her hand...

"ah!!"

Luo Ying covered her butt and jumped up, but after seeing Zuo Yan, she became quiet again...

A slight trickle of sweat began to appear on his forehead. He thought of the person in front of him, was he the one who made the little witch docile?

"Big, big boss..."

"Sure enough, it's you." Zuo Yan narrowed his eyes.

"Oh, it turns out we are all a family, and you scared me, senior, and you really don't..." Feng Yingshan was about to say something, but she found Luo Ying tugging on her clothes with a surprised look on her face.

sleeve.

He himself turned pale and was sweating profusely.

"How long has this ruin been open?"

"Three days." Luo Ying said.

After getting the answer, Zuo Yan nodded slightly. He noticed that there were some differences in the rules of time at the Gate of Prisoning Heaven.

Then he asked another question that was crucial to him.

"Have you ever seen these two women?"

As Zuo Yan spoke, the real fire came out, forming two lifelike pictures.

This scene made the two of them shocked again. This kind of manipulation power...

"Aren't these the two fairies from the Nine Spirits Holy Land?" After a while, Feng Yingshan asked Luo Ying with some confirmation.

"yes……"

However, before he could finish his words, an aura that made people's hearts tremble burst out from the senior next to him, and it got bigger and bigger, but it wanted to swallow the whole world...
Chapter completed!