The sword light and the evil thunder shine in the sky.

The deafening loud noise swept across the world with the aftermath of endless competition of magical powers!

The sky became a strange picture filled with changes of amber light and evil darkness. The terrible pressure suppressed all the high-spirited trees around it, as low as a lamp grass!

Under the "Slaying Ghosts and Gods", Wan Jianyi, with his old body, actually suppressed the dark thunder dragon, equalizing the mysterious Taoist beauty of being possessed by the demon!

Feng Yi's eyes were bright and he looked at Wan Jianyi, who was holding the sword and crossing the thunder clouds without blinking!

However, after looking for a while, he immediately realized something was wrong and turned to Tian Buyi in horror. Tian Buyi also frowned and was shocked, but only a thoughtful melancholy flashed through his eyes.

The incident of "killing the master" back then also suffered a heavy physical and mental injury to Wan Jianyi. Although he survived a life with Daoxuan's secret rescue, he was also heartbroken. Over the years, he had never even touched the sword. As Daoxuan said, Wan Jianyi's cultivation has long been abandoned.

Just imagine such a situation, how could he compete with Daoxuan, who had been cultivating for many years?

Even though the "Ghost-killing Art" is extremely sharp, the "Divine Sword and Thunder Control True Art" is also extremely powerful. At first, Feng Yi was still surprised, only to say that Wan Jianyi's cultivation was so profound. But as the battle deepened, he immediately realized something strange. It turned out that Wan Jianyi could suppress Daoxuan with one sword because he tried everything to control the immortal sword with his vitality!

Chaoyang Peak has the "First Heart Art", and Changmen Tongtian Peak will never lack such secret techniques.

However, this magic trick often has irreversible characteristics, and once it is used, there will be no more mistakes! Tian Buyi personally saved a Shang Zhengliang, and he knew more clearly how powerful these methods were.

In this situation, the most correct way for the two of them is to work together to subdue Daoxuan.

But Wan Jianyi's decisive choice clearly conveys an attitude - he is willing to bear the consequences of Daoxuan's devil's devil's devil! He hopes that all kinds of sins, blame, grudges and grudges will end on him alone. He does not need help either - at least not now!

Therefore, Feng Yi held the immortal sword tightly and hesitated for a moment.

Even Tian Buyi frowned tightly and did not take action. He just showed a slightly rapid aura, demonstrating his uneasy mood at the moment.

The swords roared in the sky at the clouds!

The sword intent was stirring, like gods and ghosts cried, and the world was shaking!

Wan Jian combined with the sword and slashed towards the dark thunder dragon with endless power! In an instant, it seemed like a loud bang like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the thunder dragons roared among the clouds in the nine skyscrapers and fell with a roar!

This time, Daoxuan was not spared.

The body, wrapped in rich ghost energy, fell from the sky under that sword and hit the ground of the charity village!

Feng Yi and Tian Buyi retreated.

However, the two had not yet stood firm. As Wan Jian chased with his sword, an extremely slight painful humming sound suddenly came from the place where the rolling Xuanyin ghost energy was covered, and the dull sound of the sharp blade entering the body. When the two heard the sounds, they looked at each other and could no longer care about anything else. They suddenly flashed into the smoke and dust mixed with ghost energy and dust.

There is a depression several feet deep in the center of the area covered by smoke and dust.

There are irregular cracks in the depression, spreading from the middle to the surroundings. Next to the cracks, there are also several smooth and neat sword marks with incisions, and the sword marks are stained with dark and strange evil corrosion.

Wan Jian knelt halfway on the ground, and "Zhu Xian" stabbed into his chest.

His hand tightly held the sword blade and tried his best to control the further damage of the ancient sword. The "Shenque" in Wan Jianyi's hand was at this time slashing his hand into Daoxuan's abdomen!

The blood flowed irresistibly from the wounds of the two people. The severe pain made the demonic Daoxuan's face distorted and his anger became more and more intense. He held the hilt of the "Zhu Xian" sword and wanted to take Wan Jianyi's life in one fell swoop, but he could not succeed due to the burden of his injuries and Wan Jianyi's tenacious will.

Wan Jianyi was even more injured and even more painful!

But his expression was calm, and he even felt relieved with great enlightenment: "Senior Brother~" he said. With a mouth, blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth, and Wan Jianyi didn't care at all. "Let go - our era is over, let it all end between us, isn't it good? You have been sleeping for Qingyun at night, and you have already carried enough of so many years. Let it go..."

Unfortunately, even though he was seriously injured, Daoxuan could not break free from his demonic nature.

He seemed to have struggled for a moment, but after this struggle, he had a more ruthless and ferocious face: "Don't tell me these nonsense, who do you think you are?! Anyone who prevents me from ascending to the great way will be killed without mercy!"

Puff!

Daoxuan suddenly attacked, pulled "Zhu Xian" back, and then slashed at Wan Jian's neck without mercy!

"stop!"

Feng Yi shouted anxiously and resolutely took action. The immortal sword slashed the "Zhu Xian"! Daoxuan's body was raging by the fierce sword energy of Wan Jian, and he could not resist it. The ancient sword in his hand came out with a sharp sound of "kneel" and flipped in the air. After being slanted to the ground several feet away!

Dao Xuanru was injured in the evil dragon and looked at Feng Yi angrily, and in an instant he used a strange escape technique, turning into a ghostly black shadow to escape!

"Feng Yi!"

Feng Yi, who was about to pursue him in shock, suddenly realized that his arm was tightened, but he was pulled by Tian Buyi.

He was solemn and firm, and said unavoidably: "You are here to take care of Senior Brother Wan, and let me leave the rest!" Feng Yi sighed silently and nodded slowly: "Yes, Uncle Tian." Tian Buyi nodded slightly, and immediately chased Daoxuan's escape with his sword.

Feng Yi was in a complicated mood and knew that Daoxuan was no longer Tian Buyi's opponent when he was seriously injured. Then, his final outcome was already destined. Unfortunately, Tian Buyi was either defending or stubborn, and did not want Feng Yi to intervene in the last moment.

He was like Wan Jianyi, hoping that all the grievances would end in their generation!

"Ahem—"

The uncontrollable painful cough woke Feng Yi up.

After the "Zhu Xian" was pulled out, Wan Jianyi's aura fell instantly, and his body was bright red at this moment, and it was already a dying moment. Feng Yi quickly leaned over to investigate. After discovering Wan Jianyi's injury, his face felt a gloomy. Wan Jianyi used both defeats and attacks. In order to severely damage Daoxuan, his heart veins were cut off by "Zhu Xian"! Unless the immortal god is in the ordinary, there is no medicine to save!

Puff--

However, Feng Yi did not give up. He saw a phantom of his fingers, and he tapped various acupoints on Wan Jian's body, trying to suppress his injuries for the time being.

Wan Jianyi raised his hand with great difficulty, and smiled weakly and freely, "No need to work hard! I use my vitality to control the sword technique, which is the end of the oil and lights dry up, and it is no longer possible to recover. To me, I am better than silently aging and sickness! But you, Master Xuan - Alas..."

Feng Yi tried for a while, and Wan Jianyi's injury was indeed as he said, and he was unable to recover.

Seeing Wan Jian's breath disappear, Feng Yi frowned, and suddenly helped him sit up, slowly experiencing a strange force. Wan Jian wanted to dissuade him, but suddenly his face changed and he said in surprise: "This power - haha, forget it, you don't need to explain to me, the dying person."

Before Feng Yi could explain, Wan Jian interrupted himself.

After a moment, his breath continued to decline, and he stabilized his injuries for a moment. It was a force that was almost beyond understanding. Wan Jianyi had only felt it on "Zhu Xian" before. The two seemed to be similar, but not the same. The originally fatal injury was actually hit by it under the suppression of that force.

"Master, how do you feel?" Feng Yi said nervously.

As soon as Wan Jian let out a breath, some light regained in his eyes: "With this 'qi', maybe I can hold on until the end."

Feng Yi sighed.

He understood the meaning of Wan Jian's words. The so-called "last" is what Master Daoxuan is about to face. After all, that "qi" is not a magic medicine, it is just a unique source of power.

"Feng Yi," Wan Jianyi suddenly said, "You go and take 'Zhu Xian' over."

When Feng Yi heard this, his eyes involuntarily looked at the ancient sword that was several feet away and stuck to the ground. However, he did not act immediately, and hesitated slightly.

Wan Jian seemed to see through his hesitation and said with a smile: "Don't worry. If I hadn't dared to let you touch the sword rashly before, but since you are so powerful, you don't need to worry. And if you don't control it, it will not affect you if you just touch it."

"Yes, Master!" Feng Yiying said.

Then he got up and walked to the ancient sword.

"Zhu Xian" was quietly inserted into the soil, completely different from the previous appearance of evil spirits in Daoxuan's hands.

Feng Yi held his breath and concentrated.

Even with the guarantee of Wan Jian, he was very afraid of the ancient sword.

After a moment, Feng Yi held the hilt of the ancient sword with his hand and easily pulled it out. "Zhu Xian" was nothing unusual in his hand, as if it was an ordinary sword. Feng Yi was surprised and turned around and walked back.

Unexpectedly, just halfway through, the originally honest and peaceful Gu Jian suddenly attacked. Feng Yi felt a storm blew in his heart, and the mighty evil power surged!

Feng Yi's mind immediately fell like the newborn plants and trees under the storm!

But at this moment, a rich aura suddenly surged from Feng Yi's body, and the breath rushed through the meridians and rushed into the spiritual platform in an instant. Feng Yi was like a cold and cold drink under the scorching heat. The spiritual platform was cleared, and the surging evil storm dissipated in a moment!

Everything lasts for a long time, but in fact it only happens in just a short moment.

In Wan Jian's eyes, Feng Yi's walking paused for a moment, and then he returned to normal.

"Shi Wang, the sword has been taken." Feng Yi presented the "Zhu Xian" to him.

Wan Jian waved his hand quickly and smiled bitterly: "I am like this now, so I dare not take it, otherwise I will take advantage of it in an instant." After saying that, he raised his head, with a sharp look in his eyes: "Why, you seem to be interested in the treasures of our Qingyun's inheritance?"

Feng Yi put "Zhu Xian" in front of the two of them and said calmly: "Master was joking. 'Zhu Xian' is a symbol of our Qingyun Master's real person. How can we act without any action except for the leaders of all generations?"

Wan Jian coughed lightly and shook his head: "You are right, but not completely correct. 'Zhu Xian' has never been a 'master authority', and it is even more unswervingly responsible!"

Feng Yi looked up in surprise and was speechless for a moment.

Master Wan’s words obviously have other profound meanings. Is he trying to hint at himself?

However, before Feng Yi could answer, Wan Jianyi held the seriously injured body and sat up cross-legged, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing. His breath was unstable, and his face was like gold paper. If he hadn't had a mouthful of "qi" to support him, he would have died of injury. At this time, he would have had no extra energy to speak.

In the ruins of the Yizhuang Village, the two of them were waiting silently.

After waiting for a while, it was half a day.

With a long-awaited sound of breaking through the air, Tian Buyi was stained with blood, and a man in a black brocade suit was falling from the sky.

"Senior Brother Wan!"

Tian Buyi's aura was also unstable. It was obvious that the counterattack under the mysterious realm of the Demon Dao could not be easily taken over, and he was also seriously injured.

"Well," Wan Jian slowly opened his eyes when he heard this, and his gray face became a little more vivid. "Here are you back? Where are the senior brothers?"

Tian Buyi slowly put down Daoxuan.

Daoxuan had lost his life after closing his eyes. The hideous face of being possessed by the demon returned to his former peace again. Wan Jian looked at Daoxuan and sighed with a smile: "Senior Brother, now you can always take down all the burdens you bear, right?"

Tian Buyi said in a state of emotion: "Senior Brother Wan——"
Chapter completed!