Everyone changed their color, and this clever control of skill is beyond their reach. Moreover, these old monsters would not care about their life or death at all. Their skills were released without any scruples, which clearly meant that those who were close to them died.

The faces of the young masters who survived the disaster

"Hehe, it's better for me to get involved in this fun." Suddenly, a laugh sounded, adding another piece of power to the bamboo slips invisibly.

There was a faint three-legged tripod with three invisible forces, which involved each other. The bamboo slip was spinning rapidly in the air, as if it was about to shatter. However, these old monsters had a very exquisite grasp of power, and they could not break it.

"Old ghost from Taoist sect, you are not dead." A voice in the dark was obviously surprised.

The man who was called the Taoist old ghost spoke again: "Hehe, you old devil is not dead yet, how can I die before you?"

"You are old and immortal. Do you still want to go against me when you come out this time?" A cold voice mixed with anger.

"Of course not. The broken Void Scroll is very important to me, so you might as well give it to me." The old monster from the Taoist sect said half-jokingly.

Upon hearing this, the old monster who had always been silent with the Taoist sect cursed on the spot: "Fuck, you a scum, you will ruin my good deeds as soon as you come out. I will never let you go this time."

"Since I won't let it go, I can get involved." As soon as the old monster in the Demon Sect finished speaking, a huge force of the Blood Buddha emerged and tangled up.

"Blood Buddha, you actually dare to show up." The old monster in the Taoist sect was surprised and then changed color and said, "Are the remaining two Buddhas not dead?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the aura in the dark floated, and he was obviously shocked by the inexplicable appearance of the Blood Buddha. One of the three demon Buddhas of the Demon Buddha Sect is the Blood Buddha, and the remaining two are the overlords of one side. Together, the three of them were the four giants of the righteous path to be afraid of three points.

However, on one side, the demonic energy surged, and the people from the demonic path were moved by it. Although the seven gates of the demonic path dominated one side, they were also afraid of this strange Demon Buddha Sect.

The golden holy light surged into the sky, and a Buddhist sound echoed throughout the sky. The teachings of the Demon Buddha Religion were contrary to the orthodox Buddhist sect. Although they were separated from the Buddha lineage, the demon Buddhas that have appeared in the past dynasties should not be underestimated. The two families have been competing for many years, but they cannot erase the lineage of the Demon Buddha. They claim that they are orthodox Buddhists in the world, so naturally the Buddha Temple cannot be careless and restrained them on the spot.

On one side, the man with a gun stood not far away, his expression was still moving, but the emotions in his eyes were excited. The person next to him was Zhang Kaifeng, whom he hadn't seen for several years. He would never have thought that he would be here on the day of reunion.

"Just be back." After a long silence, Lin Yuanhe's tone was not so excited, but his hand holding the gun was retracted and then released, showing his mood.

Zhang Kaifeng was behind him with a sword, and exhaled a breath of turbid air, saying, "I didn't want to alarm anyone."

"You still want to hide it from us." Lin Yuan and his eyes stood up.

"I knew you would have this kind of reaction." Zhang Kaifeng smiled bitterly, and there was still a warm current flowing through his heart: "Are they all okay?"

"Okay, can't you go and see it? Do you don't even want to meet again when you come back?" Lin Yuan and Shengsheng asked.

"I will go." Zhang Kaifeng sighed.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Lin Yuanhe didn't say anything. The two of them pulled apart at the same time and did not show too close behavior. Moreover, many people's eyes were gathered on the scroll of broken voids, and they almost didn't notice their conversation.

Suddenly, a magnificent and sharp aura emerged. This aura was extremely domineering. He ignored the aura surrounding the scroll and rushed over.

"Old ghost of Jianmen, you are too presumptuous." A cold snorted, the demonic energy spread out, and the air rippled invisibly.

However, this blocking force could not be completely resisted after all, and the person who broke through and snatched the scroll was added.

"Brother Dao of the Demon Sect is such a bad word. If you have virtue in this kind of treasure, how can you and me be divided into you?" The old monster from Jianmen smiled.

"Bah, those who are virtuous are here. If others say this, I might believe it. You are not worthy of the Sword Sect." The old monster of the Demon Sect sneered.

"Hmph, old demon in Demon Sect, don't go too far." The tone of the old monster in Jianmen became cold in an instant.

Suddenly, a sharp sword force rose up from the ground and hit it directly, not giving the old monster present any face: "Since you are so shameless, why do you need to be face? If you attach so much importance to this scroll, I will destroy it."

"You dare!" The old monsters who were in a stalemate changed their color and hurriedly used their skills to fight.

However, this fierce sword force was not afraid at all. The sword light soared into the sky, like the power of the Nine Heavens Star Fire hitting down. Just as everyone changed color, the sword energy rushed up, not towards the scroll. In amazement, there was only a roar.

"It's you, you, the remnant of the demon sword path." The old monster of Jianmen was very frightened and angry. Obviously, the extremely sharp sword energy just now was bombarded at the old monster of Jianmen.

As soon as the word "Religion" came out, the old monsters of various sects and sects in the secret changed color, and their aura was violently shaken. Five years ago, the last descendant of the Demon Sword Dao was buried in the Burial Palace, and he thought that no one in the world would shake the orthodox status of the Sword Sect.

"Remnants, it's really ridiculous. Your sword sect is the one. If you turn black and white, I will kill you under the sword today." Angry shouted, and the person who came took the initiative to attack, and the sword sect in the distance suddenly became in chaos.

Without two masters, these old monsters immediately breathed a sigh of relief, increased their internal strength, and fought for the scroll.

"Be careful, young master!"

A sudden voice spread. Wu Yu, a Ziyang Gate and Yang Feiyu, who were watching the game, heard the reminder and hurriedly stepped away from the place.

The tent, just as the two left the place, smashed the place where they were just now with a sword. Their expressions changed. If they hadn't heard the lifting, facing this sudden sword would have taken their lives.

The two of them looked gloomy and murderous intent, glaring at the man's back. The ghost mask slowly turned around and disappeared in an instant. The sharp light flashed in the air like lightning. Wu Yu rose up in the air, and Yang Feiyu slapped aside with one palm. He was extremely shocked. If he hadn't reacted immediately, he would have died under the sharp sword.

"Did you think you've avoided it so easily?"

Two figures appeared behind the two who were dodging, and the sound of unison sounded at the same time. Yang Feiyu and Wu Yu changed color at the same time. The cold and emotionless eyes were like two beacons, staring at them so hard that they were numb.

"roar!"

"roar!"

The two of them roared at the same time, bursting out their strength without hesitation, both of ice and fire. The majestic waves swept across the world, as if they were about to completely submerge the people behind them, but the arms of the people holding the sword slashed over with the long sword.

"boom!"

The flame tempers the long sword, and the ice forged the long sword. One is to melt it, and the other is to freeze it. Zhang Kaifeng cut off the peerless holy demon sword in his hand, and there was no flame or ice in his eyes, and the long sword moved forward.

Let the flames burn, the ice true energy freezes. So what? In front of his peerless Holy Demon Sword, everything is illusory. For him, any illusory is killed with one sword, and the holy demon body protects the body for the first time.

As soon as the demon body came out, the demon seeds in the body were even more stimulating and crazily swallowed up the yin and yang energy. The process seemed long, but in just a moment. Yang Feiyu was struck by lightning. The distance he had originally stretched was blasted back to the distance. Wu Yu was also like this. The sword force on the peerless Holy Demon Sword was extremely domineering and blasted back to its original position. The two of them made muffled groans at the same time, spurting blood from their mouths, and their faces turned pale.

"Sword-Demon Flame!"

The two people collided at the same time. Before the crisis was resolved, a cold sound came from his ears. Their pupils shrank, and the man with a ghost mask stepped forward. The long sword in his hand slashed and continuously swung out a vast red light. The red sword energy swept through the air. The return air was not enough, Yang Feiyu and Wu Yu looked extremely pale, and they felt the stinging pain in their bodies in their breath. The sword force that rushed into their bodies was domineering and tearing their meridians.

The rolling red sword energy was like an angry flame burning, and it was more like a flood breaking the dam, sweeping over.

"Hunyuan attack."

Faced with this domineering sword energy, Yang Feiyu and Wu Yu shouted angrily at the same time, and in an instant, the yin and yang were together. The two of them saw their hands drawing an inexplicable trajectory, and their true energy transformed in their hands, forming a hazy pattern.

Immediately, the evolved martial arts were suddenly pushed out, and in an instant, the waves were endless, and the Hunyuan energy was terrifying.

"Boom!"

The moves impacted, the sword energy scattered everywhere, like snowflakes falling. The energy was swept thousands of times, and the things around it were inevitably shattered one after another. As the smoke and dust filled, three muffled groans sounded and were shocked at the same time.

"How is this kind of skill possible!"

Yang Feiyu looked solemn, Wu Yu came over with his chest, and the severe pain spread throughout his body, making the handsome face twisted.

"Do you want to kill us just by one person and one sword? Tonight, you will be killed here by your sword break." Yang Feiyu shouted angrily.

The blood and blood in his body surged, rushing into his throat. Zhang Kaifeng ignored his ears, and an invisible true energy burst into pieces, stopping his retreating body.

Without further ado, Yang Feiyu's palms gathered the ice true energy, and then gathered Wu Yu's hot true energy. The two were preparing to stimulate another powerful attack, and the yin and yang true energy gathered, and two dazzling auras rushed into the cloud haze. The two of them pushed out their palms at the same time, and the rolling angrily rushed out.

But Zhang Kaifeng was seen with a straight and unyielding figure like a sword, holding the sword with his left and right hands at the same time, calming his breath, calming his body, calming his momentum, waiting to be launched. The moment they caught the two of them, they would strike again.

As I saw, the sword energy that had originally scattered and disappeared gathered on the sword and suddenly slashed out. Before the sword move was even more powerful, the majestic sword was pushed out like the ancient demon mountain.

The banging attack was a fierce attack, one was the Hunyuan attack, which carried the yin and yang energy, and forced the soul. The other was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and the latter was first launched.

In an instant, smoke and dust soared into the sky. Two embarrassed figures flew backwards like broken kites, smashing the dust heavily, and their clothes were torn by fierce sword energy, looking unbearable. Another figure retreated several feet and spit out blood from his mouth.

"Hiss! What a terrible sword, what a terrible person."

"This sword is one of the few young masters in the martial arts world today, but who is this person?"

Everyone changes color, but they cannot determine the identity of the person in the ghost mask.
Chapter completed!