After passing through the book, Master must work hard to achieve the ending of be

He gritted his teeth.

Xiao Fangchi withdrew his sword and let Jun Ziluo's whip fall on him.

Then he put the two fingers of his hands together and turned the sword in a circle, and a different kind of spiritual power overflowed.

The next moment, an obscure aura appeared, and the sword shook violently.

The shaking became larger and larger, the sound of swords gradually appeared, and the obscure aura continued to flow out like a tide.

The disciples around the ring couldn't bear it anymore and covered their ears one after another, no longer listening to the sound of the sword.

The expressions of the people on the high platform also changed.

Jun Ziluo had stopped attacking at this time because her whip could no longer attack him.

She stepped back a little, astonishment and fear flashed in her eyes, trying to figure out what Xiao Fangchi was doing.

Suddenly, the long sword that was shaking in front of Xiao Fangchi was divided into two, two into four, and four into eight...

In a few seconds, the long swords turned into about a hundred swords, and they all fell towards Junzi with soaring power.

Xiao Fangchi spit out two words: "Thousand Swords."

Thousand Sword is the third form of Ruoshui Sword Technique. When you reach the master level, you can turn one sword into thousands, and the power is multiplied several times.

However, if the Water Sword Technique requires someone above the Realm Realm to be practiced, the Thousand Sword Technique can only be touched after reaching the fifth level of the Realm Realm.

Now that he uses Thousand Swords forcefully, there will definitely be a backlash.

But at this moment, he can no longer care about so much. The gap in realm is not so easy to overcome. In addition, Jun Ziluo is a real genius, and his cultivation level has been steadily improved.

If he hadn't relied on the cultivation foundation of his previous life, he would have been defeated long ago.

After all, he is only in the second stage of Chengqiao.

There was blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth. Xiao Fangchi didn't care at all. He raised his spiritual power and pointed at Junziluo.

In an instant, hundreds of long swords roared towards Junziluo.

Although Junziluo has touched the threshold of transformation, he is still in the stage of becoming enlightened.

If the Water Sword Technique is very powerful, and the Thousand Swords among them are the main killing blows, people who have reached the Dacheng Realm in the Transformation Realm will not dare to challenge it even in the middle stage of the Earth Realm.

In an instant, Jun Ziluo's whole body was screaming for danger, and the hair on his head stood on end.

Jun Ziluo gouged out Xiao Fangchi's eyes fiercely. She didn't expect that this man was so cruel that he would kill her.

If that's the case, don't blame her.

Facing the roaring sword, Jun Ziluo actually closed her eyes, and saw a strange seal on her hands.

The whole person was off the ground, the wind suddenly started blowing in the arena, her black hair started to fly, and the whole person's aura became mysterious and unpredictable.

Jun Chengyu, who was on the high platform, had already guessed what Jun Ziluo was going to do. He couldn't help but stand up and subconsciously stopped him: "No!"

However, it was already too late. An eye pupil appeared out of thin air in the middle of Junzi Luo's smooth forehead. As soon as this eye pupil appeared, it exuded a forbidden smell, and the long sword whizzing towards Jun Ziluo suddenly stopped in mid-air.

The next second, his eyes suddenly opened.

It was a white eye that seemed to hold the world inside, both taboo and holy.

A ray of light shot out from the white pupils and headed towards Xiao Fangchi. Xiao Fangchi controlled the sword with all his heart. He had no time to dodge and was swept by the light.

Xiao Fangchi froze and his hands slowly dropped.

Countless images kept flashing through my mind.

The master was covered in blood, the disciples of the Bu Lao Pavilion were slaughtered, the young master uncle was dead, the master uncle was dead, they were all dead, except him.

His body was covered in blood, layer after layer, covering him tightly.

In the distance, the master's body was broken, and he stretched out his hand: "Save, me...save, me."

There are many people behind the master, including two uncles, a group of elders, and a group of disciples, all saying: "Save me."

"what!!"

Xiao Fangchi couldn't help but scream in pain.

Blood, all blood!

He hates blood, but there is blood everywhere!

"Why aren't you dead yet?"

Suddenly there was another voice, like a whisper, but it lingered in his ears like a gangrene on his bones.

The master's face was shattered for a moment, then restored again. He smiled strangely, held his hand, and asked over and over again:

"Why don't you save me? Why don't you save me?"

no! no!

"Ho, ho!"

He wanted to explain, but his throat seemed to be tightly squeezed and he couldn't make a sound.

Then the master let go of his hand, shook his head, and flew away. He shook off the blood on his body and followed without hesitation.

On the high platform.

"Pavilion Master Song, something is not right with your apprentice."

Cheng Ji touched his chin, thoughtfully. At this moment, the young man was faintly exuding the aura of death.

But it was only a few seconds before he was hit by that light, so why was he about to die...

Song Huaiqing was also a little uncertain at this time. Didn't he say that Xiao Fangchi was the male protagonist and the center of the world? Die so easily?

Song Huaiqing looked at Feng Qingyun Dan at this moment, but he had secretly gathered his spiritual power.

Jun Chengyu, who knew everything, was sweating profusely and there was anxiety in his eyes.

The young man was struck by the Eye of Oblivion and was destined to die.

However, Song Huaiqing's death was at the hands of his daughter, and Feiyin Sect and Bulao Pavilion might now have a grudge.

He can't afford to offend Song Huaiqing now.

I just hope that the young man's status in Song Huaiqing's heart is not high.

On the stage below.

Xiao Fangchi chased his master farther and farther, and the surrounding scene gradually changed. The smell of blood around him became more and more serious, and the whole sky turned red.

There was a pool of blood-red liquid ahead, bubbling.

Somehow, just as he was about to step forward, Xiao Fangchi stopped.

"help me!"

In the middle of the pool, the master popped up, his face full of pain, and asked for help.

He was startled and took a step forward, about to step out.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his head, a pain that penetrated deep into his bone marrow. The pain made his whole body convulse and he kept rolling on the ground.

Slowly, there seemed to be a black energy lingering in his eyes, and his pupils turned purple.

Then, everything in front of me changed, and there was only one woman.

He grabbed the sword, flashed in front of the woman in an instant, and stabbed it hard into the heart.

Jun Ziluo used the Eye of Annihilation and was in an extremely weak state. Unexpectedly, the boy who was destined to die suddenly broke free from the nightmare and stabbed him very quickly.

And she didn't know why she couldn't move at all. She could only watch helplessly as the sword was about to pierce her heart.

"Luo'er!"

Seeing this incident, Jun Chengyu's eyes were about to burst.

Just at the moment when the long sword was about to pierce the heart, a ray of spiritual power hit the sword lightly, and the direction suddenly tilted, and pierced into Junzi Luo's shoulder.

"Well!"

Blood splattered, and Jun Ziluo groaned. His face instantly turned pale, and his whole body became weak. He stepped back and fell into Jun Chengyu's arms at the moment he was about to fall to the ground.

"Luo'er!"

Not caring about anything else, Jun Chengyu hurriedly fed her a spiritual pill, and then quickly sent her spiritual power to heal her injuries.

Here Xiao Fangchi was injected with Song Huaiqing's spiritual power, and he woke up a little.

He shook his head, and the overwhelming smell of blood seemed to still linger on him.

He looked at Song Huaiqing on the high platform, but the sound coming from his throat was like a broken bellows.

He said: "Master."