After one heart to the Tao, it is all the Shura field

An Huaiting and Shi Yuan fought non-stop, like two flashes of silver light, they collided passionately and separated, but dozens of moves have been passed in a few moments, but with the blessing of half a phoenix egg and the spirit array, The two fought hard.

Suddenly, there was a clear and crisp quarrel, and the two were bounced away by the explosive force. The white-robed sword cultivator stepped back a few steps and stood still. His hair was wet with a thin layer of sweat on his temples. He glanced at the pitch-black long sword in his hand. A layer of extremely faint fluorescence appeared on the sword body at some point, as if jumping with excitement.

He raised his eyes and looked ahead, his cold eyebrows were sharpened, and there was still a hint of imperceptible excitement. Yes, he hadn't played so heartily for a long, long time.

It's true that An Huaiting is in the Mahayana period at the moment, but Shiyuan is a sword cultivator, or a unique sword cultivator. If it is an ordinary cultivator, he might not even have the power to fight back, but a sword cultivator is based on the way of the sword. One sword, one person, Together, they can walk with a sword. The road they walk is more thorny and narrow than anyone else, and all the heavens will give them preferential treatment.

Let them turn into the sharpest gust of wind.

An Huaiting's eyes were deep, and he didn't think that the other party would be defeated so easily by him.

So he said awe-inspiringly: "The first sword cultivator really deserves his reputation. Although you and I are one of the three great immortal sects, we have never fought against each other. I may have lost to you in the past, but now I have reached Mahayana, and my realm is above you. No matter how powerful your Tiangan swordsmanship is, you can never hurt me!"

After saying that, with a sharp look on his face, he suddenly brought the Jiling Formation to the final stage.

The heavenly dew vision, the aura in the Antarctic fairy sea is like a flood of gates, and the white spiritual power in the spiritual array is still being extracted, but it is not as strong as it was at the beginning. There is only a faint whiteness left in the array. The monks at this moment have lost their human form, shriveled and emaciated like a skeleton that has been peeled off, leaving the last layer of skin wrapped in blood.

They have painstakingly cultivated for so many years, but they are used as materials for refining spiritual energy and tortured for life.

Today, I can only be imprisoned here, wailing, indignant, resentful, the eerie scene is like nine levels of purgatory!

Shu Yuan was held back by the other men in black, and An Jinnian, who had been watching the battle like an idler, was also entangled by Nian Liu.

His eyes were fixed, and his ears were filled with the wailing of those people, hoarse and heavy, they gathered together, like a bell in the torrent, knocking on his mind one after another, tensing every nerve.

Yan Lin looked at the scene as if the world was destroyed, but a person suddenly flashed in his mind, that majestic but gentle face, that voice that would softly scold him...

When Dad died, was he tortured like this?

Suddenly a panic rose in my heart.

What followed was the deep hatred after the treasure was taken away. It flowed in every corner of the body with the breath and could not be ignored.

If you don't take revenge now, what time are you waiting for!

He tried his best to shake off Yan Jin's hand, and took a step back to widen the distance. The wind picked up the untwisted black hair at the back of his head, and there was a desperate look in his eyes.

Just listen to him talking to the person in front of him.

"Don't stop me again."

He said emphatically, Yan Jin was taken aback for a moment by the profound determination and hatred in his tone.

He slowly retracted his hands and hid them in his long sleeves, with a complicated expression: "Do you think you can kill him with the current you?"

He smiled, not feeling harsh.

"Why not? Even if I can't kill him, I can die together. As long as he can die, I can take revenge."

"The resentment I had, the resentment of dying in vain, can all be healed."

"I don't live in vain in this life!"

At the end, his tone became heavy, he clenched the hand beside him, his nails sank into the flesh: "It's come to this point, how long do you want me to wait, this is the only chance."

The person who slandered him and persecuted him is right in front of him. He has waited too long, and he can't let him go today!

Yan Jin stopped talking.

Qingming stared at him closely, watching the fluctuations of the aura around him, and at the same time took every trace of his emotions into his eyes, and then there was deep pity in the depths of his eyes, as well as that touch of self-blame.

At this moment, he suddenly understood how deeply their betrayal and indifference had hurt him. If he didn't untie his knot this time, he would never be able to get out.

If you are too paranoid, you will have demons.

The demons live their lives, and the road is damaged.

In this case………

Yan Jin's expression softened, and he stretched out his hand slowly, his handsome face was just a light smile, his eyes were full of complex and indescribable emotions, like pity and reluctance, as if all the love was wiped out in this instant. All tenderness was given to him.

He held the clenched fist at his side, which was cool but comforting.

He stopped arguing, and just said in the most ordinary tone of his life: "...Then you stay here, and I will go for you."

There was a scorching flame in his heart, but his expression suddenly moved.

He lowered his body lightly, and put his forehead against Yan Lin's, his voice was very soft, but so true.

"wait me back."

The dark brown pupils close at hand are deep and solemn.

Immediately, he smiled slightly, like the breeze under the rising sun, Yan Lin looked at this smile, and for some reason, it was engraved in his mind.

In the blink of an eye, he turned around and turned into a ray of spiritual light and flew into the sky.

There seemed to be a lingering warmth on the forehead.

The figure fell in the air and sent the Shengting scroll directly at his waist. The scroll instantly turned into a huge scroll with a height of three feet, gradually becoming transparent and blending into the surrounding world, silently, within a few breaths, the surrounding The scenery began to change, and the snow-like world was gradually replaced by a green bamboo forest.

Yan Lin recognized that this was the bamboo forest in his courtyard.

Others also noticed something different.

At this time, a gust of wind hit, the bamboo forest made a crisp sound, and countless green bamboo leaves fell down, like green rain all over the sky, and then the wind blew towards Anhuai Pavilion, which was fighting, bringing countless bamboo leaves, but everyone You can hear the wind sound of bamboo leaves cutting through the air, as sharp as a blade.

An Huaiting just glanced at him, avoiding Shi Yuan's sword, and dodged to other places, but just as soon as he landed, his feet began to sink, and the exquisite arrow flew to his feet immediately, lifting him up, Other things came up again, no matter where he landed or where he was, it seemed that everything in the world was trying to kill him!

Since there is something to help, Shi Yuan will not be polite, and it will be a month and a half to volley directly!

An Huaiting was restrained by the green bamboo, so he was slow to evade for a moment, but this moment of delay was completely enough!

The aftermath of the sword energy hit him, cutting his arm.

An Huaiting stood in the air, with exquisite arrows under his feet, he looked at the impassive Yan Jin, and said with a sneer, "What a maze!"

A smell of blood couldn't escape everyone's noses, and it was rare to be injured. Everyone's expressions moved, and their eyes lit up for a moment.

Yan Jin narrowed his eyes, and the gentleness not long ago faded away: "Today, we will not let you leave alive."

An Huaiting laughed out loud, with a look of disdain.

"Immortal Yiqing doesn't think that he can kill me like this, then you are too naive."

An Huaiting poured pure qi over the exquisite arrow, and then pushed forward with both palms!

The arrow shot straight ahead, and the majestic qi could feel its shock from a long distance away, but when the true qi met those scattered bamboo leaves, the fallen leaves turned into a cloud of white mist and dissipated. Stop but continue flying straight ahead!

The place where they are now is the maze and illusion depicted by Sheng Tingjuan, which means that it actually has a boundary, and the exquisite arrow flying forward is aimed at this, so after a few seconds, there is a crisp cracking sound, and the arrow The arrow was bounced back again.

Yan Jin on the side turned pale suddenly.

Boundary suppression——

Coupled with the exquisite arrows...

It is difficult even in Yonezu Mirage.

This is not enough, the next second, I saw the spirit in An Huaiting's body also spread out at this moment, eroding towards the surroundings non-stop, everywhere it passed was a piece of lifeless lifeless energy!

Yan Jin frowned and looked over carefully.

It's not an attack, those spirits are absorbing the aura in the illusion!

You know, no matter what kind of illusion, or how powerful the illusion is, everything in the illusion is made up of the aura of the caster. By doing this, he directly hits the pain point of the illusion, so that the illusion can only dissipate on its own!

It's really sharp and ruthless.

At the same time, An Huaiting put his right index fingers together as if holding a sword, and the exquisite arrow was in front of him like the sharpest blade. It was divided into countless pieces, with an irresistible sharpness, heading straight towards the illusion The people in the crowd flew away.

They felt bad, and hurriedly used magic weapons to resist.

He didn't even let Du Yanlin stand at the farthest distance, Gai has the momentum to catch everything!

His eyes were sharp weapons that were getting closer, the speed was ridiculously fast, and the time was too short. In the illusion of Sheng Ting Juan, his Floating Life Scroll was restricted. The combination of the two made him lose the ability to protect himself.

The oppressive feeling of approaching death is all too familiar.

The familiarity made him freeze his hands and feet, and he stood there blankly, unable to avoid it.

Is he going to die again.

He still died at the hands of the person he hated the most.

He is not willing!

He can't die yet!

But to their surprise, the Linglong Arrow flew in front of them and just when it touched their protective magic weapon, it suddenly disappeared like an illusion, as if it was just an illusion.

Immediately, the heart in his throat fell down.

But they reacted in the next second.

wrong!

Everyone suddenly looked at the surroundings closest to them, but the arrows aimed at the front all disappeared the moment they touched the magic weapon without exception, they were all illusions!

It's impossible for them to be all fake, the only possibility is to restrain them and make them distracted, the real Linglong Arrow should still be inside!

What he wants to kill can only be in the rear!

His eyes suddenly turned to the back, but he found that one of them hadn't stopped.

Yan Lin's eyes widened.

Yan Jin's pupils shrank: "Qinghe——!"

An Jinnian kicked away Nianliu who was entangled with him with a sword, and shouted: "Fool!"

Shi Yuan frowned.

Just as the exquisite arrow approached him infinitely and was about to pass through his chest, a red light flashed in front of his eyes, and he suddenly closed his eyes, but the pain he imagined did not come.

half an hour.

He lowered his head strangely, and saw red jade wrapped in red light floating in front of his chest, blocking the exquisite arrow, the sharp point pierced into the jade pendant, and a small crack began to spread slowly, as if he could hear the small crack in his ears. The crackling sound.

Chiyu actually protected him.

But at the same time, another cracking voice sounded clearly.

Yan Lin suddenly raised his head.

He looked in the direction of the voice, and saw the same piece of scarlet jade suspended in front of Yan Jin's chest. It was so bright red in front of the blue brocade robe, but the dazzling red was slowly shattering, and the shattered scarlet jade Slowly turning into ashes along the wind and disappearing.

The next moment, Yan Jin suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, shaking his body weakly, the maze illusion was shattered in an instant, turning into thousands of crystal clear fragments, and the ice and snow appearance of the Antarctic Fairy Sea was restored around him.

The Sheng Ting Juan seemed to have lost its support, and returned to its original appearance, falling to the ground.

Everything happened so fast that no one could react.

Yan Lin looked at the blood mist in the air and the two dissipated pieces of red jade, his mind went blank.

Why does Chiyu have two pieces?

Why, the injured person will be he——

Yan Jin suddenly half-kneeled on the ground, feeling as if all the muscles and bones in his body were broken, the feeling of being pierced by a sharp weapon in the chest, empty, cold, and the same for the soul, every tendon was accompanied by a knife-like pain In pain, a mouthful of bright red blood spit out again, and the ground was bright red and glaring.

The snowflakes that were originally isolated from the protective qi had now lightly landed on him, falling into the blood on the ground, drowning and dissipating.

An Huaiting landed on the ground awe-inspiringly, narrowed his eyes and looked at them carefully with deep eyes, suddenly understood something, and then laughed loudly: "It's actually a body-sacrificing curse forbidden by substitutes, yes, yes."

"If it wasn't for this technique, that kid should have been pierced through the heart just now, and the other half of the phoenix egg should have fallen into my hands."

An Huaiting stared at the two with cold eyes.

"It's a pity, it's a pity."