Everyone asks me

The sword qi was just waved out as a warning, but the people who were swept back could not help but retreat three feet one after another.

A circle surrounded by many immortals suddenly collapsed and lost a piece, and no one wanted to suffer that sword in a sinful way.

Even though Bai Yu had been dead for hundreds of years, his sword was still the same as before, with extraordinary power to beat all living beings.

The only one who didn't retreat, Yan Ge even took a step forward facing Jian Guang, without dodging or blinking.

As soon as the sword energy touched his lapel, it dissipated completely.The black-clothed demon raised his eyebrows, "Isn't Yan Ge Xianjun, you are as courageous as ever. Among so many people, you are the only one who looks good."

The two heavenly officials headed by Tianmuhai looked at each other, they were getting a little impatient.

Even Bai Yu hundreds of years ago, faced with the siege of many monks, he could only die. Now that Bai Yu's cultivation base is not as good as before, how long can he delay?

If those two little things escaped, it would be a big trouble.But Yan Ge said: "I implore everyone, let me have a few words with Bai Yu."

Song Tianguan narrowed his eyes in displeasure, "If something important is delayed..."

"I will be solely responsible." Yan Ge replied calmly, "Qi Youtian is my disciple, and I have my own way to control the situation."

Although Yan Ge usually has a good temper and is not dignified, when he is serious, just one sentence can make people feel withdrawn.

The faces of the two heavenly officials were red and white, and they also had to compromise.The many immortals who had just retreated all retreated a foot.

It would be a pity to say that he would not listen or watch, no matter who he was, he couldn't help pricking up his ears, wanting to hear what this Immortal Yan Ge who personally beheaded Bai Yu had to say.

Facing the attention of many people, Yan Ge drooped his long eyelashes, and said word by word: "Bai Yu, I have a crush on you, and it hasn't changed yet."

Bai Yu, who had been confessed, raised her eyebrows contemptuously, "You're out of your mind, I'll just think you're talking crazy."

He raised the scarlet sword in his palm, pointing the tip at Yan Ge, "You and I have nothing to say, the enmity is quite deep."

From the moment Bai Yu raised the sword, he instantly changed his appearance, becoming cold and sharp.His eyes are as cold as ice, and his bones are like the edge of a sword.

Even though he was still gorgeous and charming, no one dared to glance at him again.Standing there, his whole body is a sword drawn from its sheath, a bloodthirsty sword that kills people.

Tsing Yi Xianjun took a step forward, and the sword light chopped off a strand of his hair and cut his cheek.A streak of thick red blood oozes from the wound.

"This is not nonsense, it's the truth that I've kept in my heart for hundreds of years, but I haven't been able to say it." Yan Ge lowered his head and lowered his eyes, preventing Bai Yu from looking into his eyes. Missed day and night, never forgotten."

"A joke." A sarcastic smile appeared on Bai Yu's gorgeous face, "You have a crush on me, so you simply killed me with a sword. Is this how you treat your beloved?"

Yan Ge continued to move forward, even though the sword energy touched his eyebrows and disturbed his spirit and body, he still walked forward stubbornly.

Until the end, he was only one step away from Bai Yu.As soon as you raise your hand, you can touch the opponent's cheek.

Tsing Yi Xianjun stood still, he raised his head inch by inch, his amber eyes seemed to be burning, "I want to kill you because I love you. Demon Venerable White Feather is peerless and extraordinary, and his practice It has been a hundred years since you have cultivated into a god, and a person like you should only be looked up to and watched, and you will never be able to catch up, I understand this."

"But I am greedy, I want to hold you in my palm, and watch you shed that layer of light and breezy skin. I want to see you cry, see you cry, see you suffer for me, I want you Frowns and smiles are only in my eyes, and others can't see the slightest. However, I don't have that ability, and no one in the world has that ability."

He finally spoke out, his greed and desire, which he could only bury in his heart for hundreds of years, made him feel like being burned every moment, but had nowhere to express his infatuation.

Yan Ge was on the verge of tears, but was more ecstatic.

He had noticed the abnormality of Qian Ziwen before but never dealt with it, and he was vaguely looking forward to this day, hoping to tell the person in front of him all his sufferings, dissatisfaction and struggles.

Bai Yu is the culprit and his sweetheart.

After all, Tiandao fell in love with him, and really made Yan Ge wait until this day.

Even the white feather in front of him has no physical body and is just a remnant soul.Even if Bai Yu speaks coldly to him and doesn't look at him, even if Bai Yu wants to kill him for revenge, what does it matter?At least now Bai Yu has him in his eyes, and he is the only one.

Yan Ge laughed in a low voice, the hoarse laughter even made him feel horrible.The laughter couldn't be stopped, Yan Ge laughed wantonly and happily, until the corners of his eyes shed tears.

He reached out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and turned his gaze to Moxiu who was opposite him.

The black-clothed Moxiu Moxiu's mouth turned up slightly, seeing him as mad as if he was going crazy, there was no pity in his eyes, only a cold killing intent.

"That's great, at least you're willing to look at me now instead of just ignoring me." Yan Ge stopped smiling suddenly, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"You're crazy." Bai Yu asserted, "You probably went crazy hundreds of years ago."

"I'm crazy because of you, but you don't admit it." Yan Ge replied calmly, "Your eyes are always upward, looking at the endless sky and the sorrow and joy in the world, but you are always clean and pure."

"So I thought, if one day you fell into a disaster, it would be great. It's also my luck, and it's also my destiny. I really made me wait until this day."

When recalling the past, Yan Ge's expression was exceptionally gentle.He didn't need to look at Bai Yu anymore, he just stared at his right hand, the blood-stained hand holding the sword.

The blood oozing from Bai Yu's chest fell from the sword's edge at just the right temperature, not scorching but warm.

Yan Ge had also tasted that bit of blood, it was just as salty, but it had a unique fragrance, which moved him to tears on the spot.

It was the blood of his beloved, and he killed his beloved.From then on, Yan Ge understood that the name Bai Yu was destined to be a nightmare that he could not get rid of in his life.

Sure enough, Yan Ge later developed a demon.He will see Bai Yu in all kinds of demons and illusions, he will laugh at him and disdain him, and sometimes he will be gentle, the demons are too vivid and touching,

However, in many illusions, Yan Ge couldn't see Bai Yu's face.It seemed that since the day he killed Bai Yu, he had cut off the connection between the two with his own hands.

Hundreds of years have passed, and Bai Yu has never entered Yan Ge's dream.That extremely stingy demon cultivator probably really hates him?

Yan Ge only felt that even being hated by others was better than being ignored by Bai Yu.After all, he succeeded, at least for a brief moment, Bai Yu stared at him intently, and he was the only one in his eyes.

Tsing Yi Xianjun let out a breath, and also let out his anxiety of hundreds of years.When he raised his eyes, those amber eyes were still clear and bright without any abnormality, "I once said, I am ashamed of you, and you think it's my hypocritical words, just to make myself feel better."

"I regret it because it's unrighteous for me to betray my friends, so I regret it." Yan Ge took another step forward, and he and Bai Yu could hear their breathing, "But as a person who likes you but can't ask for it, I just say, I don't regret killing you."

"Because at that moment, you belonged to me."

Yan Ge wanted to reach out to touch Bai Yu's face, but the black-clothed devil turned away annoyed.Those eyes are so cold, like thousands of swords piercing his heart and soul.

Bai Yu's eyelashes sank, and he said flatly: "You can't be obsessed with yourself. It has nothing to do with me. You deserve to be crazy. But you stabbed me with the sword back then, and I will repay you twice."

The sword edge moved to Yan Ge's neck, cutting the skin and oozing blood, Yan Ge didn't move, but he smiled instead.

Tsing Yi Xianjun shook his head with a smile, and said firmly, "No, I will not let you kill me. On the contrary, I will kill you again."

"Kill you again, maybe I can't get rid of the demons, maybe I can get rid of the demons and ascend, I don't care. You are mine, and you are mine from the beginning to the end."

Jian Guang slashed over without dodging, the chill suddenly increased like a blade, oppressing Yan Ge's mind.He twisted his body to avoid the sword light, and in the next moment, he was already ten feet away.

Bai Yu didn't look at Yan Ge anymore, he lightly flicked the sword in his palm, the blade of the sword whined softly, the intent to kill was as heavy as something, oppressing everyone present was short of breath.

"Repaying debts and repaying money, and killing people to pay for life, this principle is universal." Bai Yu flipped his wrist, and pointed at the many immortals ten miles away, "Now that I am back, I also ask you to offer the heads on your necks to relieve my anger .”

The chilling atmosphere became colder and colder, and suddenly someone shouted hoarsely from a distance: "Bai Yu, is that you, Bai Yu?"

Everyone looked sideways at him, Su Liusha stumbled down from the clouds.His face was full of anxiety, he looked around for a week, and finally fixed his eyes firmly on Bai Yu.

Maybe it was because he came too late, Bai Yu didn't even look at him when he was late, and just frowned and sighed, "Why are you here, go obediently, this is not a place for you to stay."

"Bai Yu, it's really you..." Su Liusha stretched out a hand, and before he could reach the man completely, a cultivator from Tianmuhai stopped him coldly and forcefully dragged him down.

Even though Su Liusha struggled hard and turned his head, he still couldn't think about it.No one cared about him, as if he was a mortal who inadvertently broke into the immortal's residence, and his embarrassment was not worth mentioning.

Song Tianguan, who had been silent all this time, also spoke, "White Feather Demon Venerable, did you kill my son in Luofu Immortal Venerable's cave?"

Bai Yu's words were extremely harsh, "Little Wang Bayi, I didn't learn anything from you, but I learned a lot from being lustful and cruel. I killed him, so what?"

"This battle is not only about the fate, but also about my personal grievances. I will not smash your body today, crush your soul, and I will not give up." Song Tianguan said indifferently.

The sword in his palm was full of light, and its color gradually changed from orange to bright white, until it was too dazzling to look at, it was as if Huang Huang was held in his palm tomorrow.

The spiritual energy suddenly became thinner, as if all the spiritual energy was firmly held in Song Tianguan's palm, rising and falling with his breathing.

Su Liusha, who was struggling, forgot to breathe, he remembered the three swords just now.

Two swords split the land of the abyss, and one sword cut off all the trees.These three swords alone are the three swords that all monks in the world can do, and they are also the three swords that Song Tianguan slashed.

Hundreds of years ago, Bai Yu fought to a draw with Song Tianguan, but was beaten and defeated in the end.Now that his cultivation base is weaker than before, how many swords can he withstand?

Yan Ge stood beside Song Tianguan, and said calmly, "Bai Yu, I don't regret killing you. Not only for the righteousness of the world, but also for my madness. If you do it all over again, you will still lose."

"Even if you threaten the lives of so many young heroes, you can't escape. I advise you to catch them without a fight, at least I can let you die more peacefully."

"Really?" Bai Yu blinked his eyes indifferently, not caring about Yan Ge's threat, "Those little monks were thrown by me in a monster lair in the southeast. You must have sent someone to save them."

"I will never implicate innocent people, unlike you, who even have to plot against a small foundation-building furnace. Since you want to fight, why bother talking too much nonsense? I'm here to learn from you..."

Before the words fell, not only Song Tianguan Yan Ge made a move, but also the rest of the immortals who had been watching silently.

While Yan Ge and Bai Yu were talking, they had already established their positions and formed a large formation, and the power of the first link doubled.No one would let down their vigilance even if they were facing Bai Yu whose cultivation had declined.

The originally invisible aura became too heavy to flow under the oppression of this large formation.It was as if someone had pinched the root of that spiritual vein, like catching a beating fish, preventing it from swimming forward an inch.

The Tiangang Absolute Spirit Formation is perfect for dealing with the magic cultivator of Bai Yu, who has transformed into a soul.As long as the spiritual energy supply is cut off, Bai Yu's sword moves will not be able to exert their power no matter how powerful they are.

Su Liusha, who was standing on the outermost edge, also felt that kind of despair.The spiritual energy in his meridians suddenly stagnated, and when he shook hands, his fingers were weak, and he couldn't even push away the hands of the surrounding monks that were holding his arms.

The neck is too heavy and the back is too heavy, and the effort required to even breathe has suddenly increased a thousand times.

A strange and trembling buzz sounded, and it went straight into Su Liusha's ears.He opened his eyes wide and shook his head desperately, but he couldn't get rid of the weird buzzing, and he couldn't even hear any words.

Su Liusha understood that those monks deliberately targeted him, and deliberately made him suffer.Even so, the pain he suffered was not one-thousandth of what Bai Yu felt.

Bai Yu, who was at the center of the formation, showed no expression. His hand holding the sword did not tremble, and he struck out a sword in a normal way.

After one strike, Bai Yu's body became much lighter, like ink drops in clear water, which melted naturally.

Seeing Su Liusha flustered, he bit his lips desperately, trying to struggle and resist, but his spiritual energy was exhausted and gravity added to his body, his head and neck drooped little by little.

With another sword swing, it was an invisible sword light, an invisible power.Su Liusha's spiritual consciousness was sealed off, and his five senses were weak. He couldn't hear or see clearly. He could only sense a little power from the ground full of scars and cracks.

The figure of the black-clothed demon cultivator became too thin, like a shadow that was about to dissipate under the sunlight.Even if Su Liusha stretched out his hand unwillingly and wanted to touch it, it was still impossible.

The third sword light came, and it was twice as fierce and domineering.The rays of light from the large array of sword light methods filled the space between the heaven and the earth.

Not only was the ground cracked, but even the sky, which stood still, was cut into a thin crack.

After a while, the crack increased and suddenly shattered, and many fragments fell from the sky brilliantly, and when they hit the ground, they turned into a group of red flames that could not be extinguished.

Opening the sky, opening the sea, splitting the ground, Bai Yu's three sword moves, unrivaled sword moves.

In an instant, it seemed as if the heaven and the earth were annihilated and everything screamed, and the bright light made Su Liusha close his eyes involuntarily.

A line of tears slipped from the corner of his eyes, but he didn't catch up with anything after all.

Three miles away, Qi Youtian ran desperately with Qian Ziwen.Even knowing that the future is bleak, even knowing that his end is miserable, he still doesn't want to give up.

Qi Youtian didn't want to die, he wanted to save his little junior brother.The two of them had just expressed their intentions, so they got together less and separated more.

At that time Qi Youtian was only focused on practicing the sword, he always felt that there was still time for everything, he had a long, long time to get along with his junior, so why rush for a while.

However, God's will is ruthless and cannot tolerate resistance.Qi Youtian found that the little junior brother's hand slipped from his palm suddenly, and the little boy was kneeling on the ground, coughing and bleeding from his mouth and nose.

It seemed that every time Qian Ziwen took a breath, he exhausted all his strength.The little boy trembled all over. He wanted to stand up, but he couldn't think of it.

Not only Qian Ziwen is having a hard time, Qi Youtian is also having a hard time.

The monster hiding in the deepest part of the abyss, really knows the origin, just approaching his cave, Qi Youtian's spiritual energy has been exhausted.

If the Jindan cultivator is like this, how can Qian Ziwen, who has just established his foundation, be any better?Qi Youtian wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and squatted down towards Qian Ziwen, "I'll carry you."

"No need, senior brother." Qian Ziwen shook his head, "Senior brother, do you still remember what I said at the beginning? When it is really a last resort, I would rather die by your hands."

Qi Youtian couldn't help but put his arms around Qian Ziwen's body, "Even if it's for the White Feather Demon Lord, you can't die."

He finally carried Qian Ziwen on his back. The young man who was so flirtatious before was carrying Qi Youtian on his back, but it was like a mountain.

Qi Youtian took a step forward, it was so heavy that he couldn't help shaking.It is already too difficult for him to walk alone, let alone walking forward with a person on his back?That taste is like carrying a mountain on your back.

Qi Youtian refused to admit defeat, he frowned and continued to move forward.Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead and neck, and Qian Ziwen's tears dripped down his back, each drop seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

If you can't run, move forward slowly.Qi Youtian staggered and carried Qian Ziwen on his back. He had just walked a few steps when the earth trembled and the mountains shook for a while a few miles away.

In an instant, the sky suddenly became dark, as if even the sun had fallen.

The aura around him was completely sucked out, and Qi Youtian couldn't even stand still, he wobbled and fell to the ground.

No, he still has a junior brother on his back!Qi Youtian gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand, finally letting Qian Ziwen fall into his arms.

There was continuous humming in his ears, and something fishy and sweet came up from his throat, Qi Youtian was completely exhausted, his eyes were black and full of gold stars, and it took him a long time to recover his vision.

Where is the junior brother, how is the junior brother?

"Junior brother..." Qi Youtian called anxiously, his voice was so low that he couldn't hear it clearly.

Qi Youtian was not reconciled, and called again, "Little Junior Brother..."

There was still no response, Qi Youtian's heart turned cold.He turned his neck vigorously, and finally saw the scene in front of him clearly.

Qian Ziwen's face was covered with dust and he looked embarrassed, not only sweat, but even blood stains on his forehead.However, his eyes are calm and calm, a pair of light silver eyes mixed with gold, seem to be full of moonlight, and like two beautiful colored glass beads.

Demon Venerable White Feather, Qi Youtian's lips moved, and he suddenly understood.All of this is a scam, the little junior brother has already been swallowed by this demon cultivator, in order to save himself...

Qi Youtian closed his eyes silently, he didn't dare to think about anything.After a long time, he asked hoarsely, "Where is my little junior brother? Where is my little junior brother?"

Suddenly a white shadow rushed to his face, a paw patted his face unceremoniously, and a cold voice sarcastically said: "You don't have any little brother, from the beginning to the end there is only Mozun one person."

It was the cat, the cat whose whereabouts were unknown and which disappeared as soon as it reached the depths of the Abyss.It turns out that he can talk, he is a demon cultivator, and he once claimed to be the cat of Demon Venerable White Feather...

Maybe since then, no, since they met.The frozen thoughts started running again, all the blood suddenly rushed to his face, Qi Youtian opened his eyes.

Qian Ziwen drew out his saber, the sharp edge of the sword shone in those light silver eyes, making his eyes cold and heartless.

"You lied to me." Qi Youtian said, his originally dead eyes suddenly came to life, sparks flew everywhere, and he stared at the little boy in front of him.

That person's face was both familiar and unfamiliar, with the same exquisite facial features, but without that cowardly expression, it was a cold arrogance that surpassed all sentient beings.

Qian Ziwen didn't even tremble his eyelids, as if he didn't hear him at all.He only looked at the sword, the sharp edge of the sword was sharp, and it was a sword that could be easily pulled out after a sword pierced into the heart, without even being stained with blood.

What a good plan, how long has White Feather Demon Venerable been planning this matter?Was it that when they first met, he was calculated thoroughly, like a moth that threw itself into a snare?

Senior Brother, Senior Brother Qi, I can still hear the little boy calling him, the voice is timid and restless.Occasionally, you can see his playful expression, with green eyes blinking and rippling.

Qi Youtian thought of what Yan Ge said again, he said that you are the son of destiny, destined to kill Bai Yu and find a way out for the common people in the world.

It's a pity that he fell into the trap and had no power to resist.Not reconciled, how could he bear it?

Qi Youtian bit his lips fiercely and asked: "If you want to kill, kill me, and I won't resist. I just want to ask, is the person who killed me Bai Yu or Qian Ziwen?"

"Who said I'm going to kill you?" The young boy tilted his head suddenly, he held Qi Youtian's hand tightly, letting him hold the sword, it was too heavy and too cold, the cold light was dazzling in his eyes.

Qi Youtian had an ominous premonition, he trembled desperately and wanted to move his hand away, but the slender hand was too strong, firmly holding his hand, controlling the sword, and touching the boy's left chest.

"I once told you that my vital point is in my heart. If I stab it with a sword, I will die completely." Qian Ziwen sighed, "I thought you would kill me, who would have thought that you would kill me?" You're so soft-hearted."

The tip of the sword finally pierced in, it was smooth and smooth, even without any resistance, Qi Youtian's pupils shrank in horror.