However, before he got close, he saw the black long sword stopped in midair.

A strong airflow made the long sword stagnate, and it was difficult to move forward.

The airflow blew up a strand of willow hair on the temples of the black-clothed swordsman, and the swordsman was startled and hurriedly drew his sword and retreated.

Xiao Ruolin raised his eyebrows slightly and said slowly: "Come down!"

As the voice fell, the black shadow fell from the roof, and the black face scarf fell from the sky.

There was a slight bulge on her chest. Although she was petite, her face was extremely beautiful. She was actually a woman.

She was holding a long sword, her eyes were cold, and she was full of cold murderous intent.

What a plum blossom that stands proudly in the snow!

Xiao Ruolin stared at the woman, with a strange light flashing in his eyes.

The woman stared at Xiao Ruolin with a sharp gaze, as if she wanted to see through him.

After a moment, she said, "Who are you? Why can you see through my swordsmanship?"

Xiao Ruolin smiled indifferently and did not answer the woman's question.

He stepped forward and asked calmly, "Why is such a person doing assassination when his swordsmanship is so domineering and his swordsmanship is as sharp as snow?"

The woman did not answer, but stared at Xiao Ruolin coldly.

Seeing this, Xiao Ruolin sighed, "If you don't want to say it, then die!"

With a light wave of his right hand, a dark blue long sword flew out of the purple-gold sword box behind him and stabbed straight at the swordsman woman.

"Ruolin, wait!"

With a 'clang' sound, Wuxin stood in front of the woman, and the long sword stabbed the golden bell cover, making a deafening sound.

Xiao Ruolin called back the long sword, his face puzzled.

Wuxin turned around and looked at the black long sword in the woman's hand, which was as shiny as obsidian.

In a trance, a girl with pigtails, blush on both sides of her face, and who liked to put her hands on her waist and always looked aggressive appeared in the picture.

Wuxin lowered his eyebrows and looked at the woman, and slowly said: "It is said that when the black knife Yuelin is at its most murderous, it will emit a strange light. I didn't expect to see this knife again after twelve years."

"Are you Uncle Li's daughter?" Wuxin asked.

The woman still didn't answer, but put the tip of the knife on the ground, stood up straight, and the sharp murderous intent still did not dissipate.

"I remember you..." Wuxin smiled: "If I remember correctly, your name is Li Yunyan?"

"So what?" Li Yunyan said in a cold voice.

As he said that, the black knife Yuelin in his hand held tighter, and the strange light reappeared, and there was a faint knife light swallowing and spitting.

Wuxin shook his head helplessly, "Uncle Li treated me well in the past. You can't kill me. You'd better leave here. I will let them let you go."

Li Yunyan snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense!"

After that, she flashed and rushed towards Wuxin like a ghost.

"Duan Chenyi wanted to usurp the position of the leader of Tianwai Tianzong for twelve years and trained twelve swords as his death warriors, but all his efforts were wasted when I returned to the sect."

Wuxin responded to Li Yunyan's attack calmly while saying.

"He ran away by himself, but sent you twelve people to kill me. There have been "Lin Dao" death warriors coming every day for the past seven days. Now there is only you left among the twelve people. You know you can't beat them, so why do you still come to die?"

Li Yunyan frowned, and her moves became more and more fierce, but she could not break through Wuxin's defense.

"If you can't bear to deal with it, let me be the villain." Xiao Ruolin crossed his arms, his face was a little unhappy.

If he calmed down and thought carefully, he would find that he had become more and more indifferent to life.

Some subconscious things in his mind have gradually affected his character, but he has not yet realized it.

Listening to Xiao Ruolin's urging, Wuxin shook his head and sighed softly.

Then purple light flowed in his eyes, Li Yunyan was slightly stunned, Wuxin raised his knife and knocked her out with a knife.

Two people walked out of the pavilion, one with white hair and jade sword, and the other with purple clothes fluttering.

"Take her down, she will forget everything when she wakes up. Now all the twelve Lin knives have been broken. As for whether to continue to hunt Duan Chenyi, it's up to you."

Wuxin handed the person to the two, and then went with Xiao Ruolin to see the world outside the domain.

After Wuxin left, Ziyi Hou slowly shook his head: "I don't know whether it is good or bad to have such a kind and non-killing sect leader..."

Although the young sect leader no longer called himself Wuxin in front of outsiders and took off the Buddhist beads around his neck, he still wore the white robe of a monk.

He refused to grow long hair and insisted on not killing anyone.

The eleven Lindao assassins were all led by the white

The young man and the others attacked and robbed and killed him.

The White-haired Immortal patted the Purple-robed Marquis on the shoulder, "Don't be so worried. Didn't you realize that in addition to the help of the young man, the young master also has a way to win over people, otherwise how could he unify this outer domain in just three months."

It's funny to talk about this. The Purple-robed Marquis originally thought.

Even if all the three major forces that split the Demon Sect were dealt with, it would only be a small step.

But he never thought that after seeing the young sect master, the old people in the sect all expressed their support without any obstacles.

He and the white-haired fairy didn't expect it to be so smooth, so they went to ask those old people, but they said that when they saw the young sect master for the first time, it was as if they saw the old sect master returning to the world.

There was no intrigue, no conspiracy, and there was only such a simple reason.

At the same time, in a Bingtian Cave Mansion somewhere in the outer domain.

Duan Chenyi looked listless, holding his injured chest and breathing heavily.

He pressed the mechanism at the entrance, and the heavy ice door made a loud noise. After people walked in, the ice door closed again with a bang.

Behind the heavy ice door was a quiet ice palace.

Duan Chenyi lit the fire and slowly explored inside. Along the way, he was surrounded by pots and tiles, densely covering the entire ice palace.

Although the temperature around him was extremely low, Duan Chenyi seemed to be in a sea of ​​fire, with sweat oozing from his forehead.

It was because the slightly opened corner of the pot exuded an extremely dangerous aura.

The aura was soul-stirring and chilling.

Duan Chenyi walked forward until he reached an ice-carved throne, and then stopped.

He ignored the injuries on his body, bent his knees and knelt on the ground.

"The plan to control the Demon Cult has been exposed. Please give me some advice, Taoist priest!" Duan Chenyi shouted loudly with his head against the ice.

However, the only response he got was his own echo.

Seeing this, Duan Chenyi repeated it again, but the only response he got was his own echo.

Duan Chenyi raised his head, his face showing doubts, could it be that the Taoist priest was not here?

Huh... Wow...

Suddenly, a low and hoarse voice came from behind him.

This voice was a bit strange, not like a human voice, but like...

A low roar of a beast? !

Duan Chenyi was slightly startled, and slowly turned around, only to see a huge monster with its head lowered standing behind him.

The monster's eyes were dark red, its nostrils were facing the sky, its eyeballs were ferociously bulging, and its mouth was full of sharp fangs.

The whole body exuded a strong breath of death, as if it could devour people at any time, and at this moment, those eyes were staring at him.

Trembling all over, it seemed to suppress its bloodthirsty impulse, and with just one command, it could rush up and tear the person in front of it apart.

Duan Chenyi's hair stood on end in an instant, and an ominous premonition came to his heart.

"Master...Master!"

Duan Chenyi shouted in fear with a trembling voice, and his body instinctively retreated.

He heard a flute sound coming from nowhere, and the monster's bloodshot eyes flashed with cold light.

The next second, Duan Chenyi's pupils shrank suddenly, and the monster disappeared into the darkness.

But Duan Chenyi was very alert. He clearly felt that the monster's breath did not disappear, but became stronger.

Duan Chenyi suppressed the fear in his heart and looked at the empty ice palace. A touch of despair emerged in his heart.

He knew that his failure had caused the dissatisfaction of the Taoist priest, and he quickly begged for mercy: "Please give me another chance, Taoist priest, I will definitely kill the young master and bring his body back intact."

"No need..." This time, someone finally responded to him.

But after hearing this answer, Duan Chenyi was not happy but terrified.

A black shadow passed by at high speed, leaving three blood marks on Duan Chenyi's chest with a swish, and Duan Chenyi screamed.

The black shadow stopped not far from Duan Chenyi, and a lifeless face was looming in the darkness.

Duan Chenyi covered his chest and shouted loudly: "I, Duan Chenyi, am at least in a high position in the Demon Sect. It is too unwise for the Taoist priest to abandon me like this!"

The voice came again, "Survive and prove your worth."

Still very frugal with words, but this time Duan Chenyi showed joy because he saw the hope of survival.

In fact, the strength displayed by the monster in front of him was not that high.

Even the attack was monotonous, not as good as the Jianghu masters in the Vajra Mortal Realm.

And he had entered the realm of freedom, even if he was seriously injured, this monster was definitely not his opponent.

Can win!

Duan Chenyi thought so, and the monster pounced on him again, but the speed was faster than before!

Duan Chenyi didn't hesitate, he drew out the long sword from his waist, slashed forward, and in an instant, he swung out several powerful wind blades.

Although the wind blade looked average in power,

But it has more numbers.

The monster had no intention of dodging at all, and was directly cut by the wind blade, falling from the air, splashing blood all over the ground.

Duan Chenyi took this opportunity to jump high and thrust the long knife in his hand straight in.

But because he used too much force, the breath in his body surged, and he suddenly spit out blood, and the attack came to an abrupt end.

The monster pressed forward in an instant, and its figure was like a ghost, and its bloody claws pierced Duan Chenyi's arm fiercely.

Duan Chenyi's eyes were wide open, and he was ruthless in his heart. He raised the long knife and cut off the monster's head with one knife, regardless of the blood flowing from his left hand.

The monster stared with bloody eyes, and his body fell heavily to the ground, holding Duan Chenyi's right arm in his mouth.

Duan Chenyi's forehead was full of cold sweat, and he tore open the clothes and quickly wrapped it around his left arm.

He was indeed a ruthless man who had been planning for twelve years and coveted the position of the leader of Tianwai Tian. He didn't say a word during this process.

Perhaps, he also wanted the person hiding in the dark to see his awareness.

Duan Chenyi leaned his head on the ice seat. Although he lost his left arm, he smiled after surviving a disaster.

But then, countless dense eyes stared at him.

At that moment, Duan Chenyi was stunned, and his mind was blank.

The terrifying existence in the pottery jar came out in full force.

One by one, they showed ferocious eyes and submerged Duan Chenyi in the ice palace.

In just a moment, only a skeleton was left.

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