Chapter 1212

"Is it the killer of tianhuandian again?" outside the valley, Xiao Yun looked at the man in black in front of him with a cold light shining in his eyes.

The dress of the man in black is the same as that of the previous killers in tianhuandian. He is obviously also a person in tianhuandian.

As the leader of the nine sword sects, Tianhuang hall openly holds a sword competition, but secretly slaughters other swordsmen. This behavior is shameless.

Xiao Yun guessed right. The visitor is the killer of the Tianhuang palace, and he is the first of the thirteen swords of the Tianhuang palace, the first of the thirteen swords!

Tianhuang thirteen swords entered the Tianhuang forbidden area. The other twelve were divided into a group of four, while Huangyi walked alone.

"Boy, if you know too much, it's easy to lose your life." Huang smiled coldly, released a cold murderous spirit and attacked Xiao Yun.

At this time, Xiao Yun was seriously injured. Such a terrible murderous spirit was enough to suffocate him on the spot!

"Xiao Yun!" Shangguan Yufei noticed something bad and screamed. Just when she wanted to come forward, she felt a terrible momentum. Suddenly, an invisible giant hand grabbed her neck and made her unable to move. Her delicate pretty face immediately turned red.

"Yufei!" Xiao Yun shouted and directly scolded, "son of a bitch, if you have seed, you'll kill me. What's your ability to attack a girl?"

"Kill you?" Huang suddenly raised his mouth, and immediately his eyes sank. Sen Han said, "are you so anxious to die?"

"Asshole! I'll kill you!" at this moment, Liu Haoyu's bloody eyes suddenly shrunk, his figure suddenly moved, stabbed out with a sword and blasted towards the wasteland.

Liu Haoyu's strength is slightly stronger than Xiao Yun, and his defense ability is also stronger than the latter. Therefore, the sword just now can't kill him. He still has the ability to fight back.

However, Liu Haoyu's sword is doomed to be gone.

This is his life to fight for the chance to escape for Xiao Yun and Shangguan Yufei.

"Die!" Huang saw that Liu Haoyu dared to take out the sword. He pulled the corners of his mouth and clapped it with one hand. There were countless cold blade sword shadows in the air, like ice cones all over the sky, bombarding Liu Haoyu.

"Brother Liu!" Xiao Yun's eyes trembled, and he immediately noticed something bad and screamed.

Huang Yi's strength is too strong. He is already the eight peaks of the emperor of heaven. The profound realm of advanced sword can reach the real peak in one step!

It is no exaggeration to say that there are few people who can surpass him in the whole celestial realm.

Under this palm, Liu Haoyu will die!

Liu Haoyu was in the air. At the moment of his death, he looked back at the valley behind him. The corners of his mouth wriggled and murmured, "younger martial brother Han, younger martial brother Pu, elder martial brother's strength is limited. We can only do this."

On that day, Nie Tian said that he was a big senior brother. It's bullshit.

This sentence touched Liu Haoyu a lot, and the whole person's mentality has completely changed.

As a senior brother, he really made too many mistakes in the past.

But now, he will never be wrong again.

The moment Liu Haoyu came out of the sword, he was ready to die.

But just as the ice cone was about to fall on him, a sudden change occurred.

"It's a pity that such a bloody swordsman will die." just between Liu Haoyu's life and death, a voice with a slight sense of banter sounded, and then a sword came through the air. It was so fast that it turned into a thunder shield in the air to cover Liu Haoyu.

"Bang bang......" the next moment, countless muffled sounds sounded, and endless cold blade sword shadows fell on the thunder shield, but they failed to break the defense of the thunder shield.

Liu Haoyu's eyes trembled and then became happy. His figure moved, retreated quickly and landed steadily.

Even though he was ready to die, it would be better if he could survive.

"Hmm?" Huang saw a sudden scene in the air, his face suddenly sank, and said in a cold voice: "disciple of the sword emperor, I didn't expect you to follow!"

The cold voice fell, and a figure in green came like a ghost, directly next to Liu Haoyu. It was Ren Yihang, a disciple of the sword emperor jiuqiansheng of the western regions!

"You've been with me for so long, isn't it impolite if I don't follow you back?" Ren Yihang fell to the ground with a faint smile on his mouth.

Xiao Yun looked at Ren Yihang with a stagnant look.

He didn't expect that the newcomer was so young and didn't seem much bigger than him, but his actual strength was very terrible. He was able to confront the Tianhuang palace killer.

"The disciple of the sword emperor!" Xiao Yun suddenly thought of Huang Yi's words. His heart trembled and said in amazement: "is this man the disciple of Lord jiuqiansheng? No wonder it's so terrible!"

"You, are you younger martial brother Ren Yihang?" at this time, Liu Haoyu looked at the person in front of him, suddenly recognized him and screamed.

Ren Yihang once spent some time in Wuji mountain. Although he was with Han Ling and others, Liu Haoyu also knew him.

Because Mo Qianjun and jiuqiansheng had a good relationship, their disciples were matched by their martial brothers.

"Senior brother Liu!" Ren Yihang was stunned and recognized that the person in front of him was Liu Haoyu.

"It's really you!" Liu Haoyu was surprised and shocked at the familiar face in front of him.

Liu Haoyu still remembers that when Ren Yihang came to Wuji mountain, he was still a teenager. In a twinkling of an eye, he had grown into such a terrible swordsman.

It was jiuqiansheng who brought Ren Yihang to Wuji mountain. It seems that he deliberately wanted Mo Qianjun to show off. He accepted a good disciple.

Now it seems that Ren Yihang's Kendo talent is really terrible.

Liu Haoyu can almost be said to be the strongest person in Wuji mountain except Mo Qianjun, but he is too far away in front of Ren Yihang.

Perhaps when Pu Feifan grows up, he can compete with Ren Yihang.

"Can the disciples of the Wuji sword saint and the sword emperor of the western regions also be regarded as martial brothers?" Huang Yi coldly looked at Ren Yihang and Liu Haoyu, smiled and mocked.

But his eyes were a little complicated and seemed to hesitate.

Ren Yihang suddenly appeared, which was an unexpected accident. Moreover, the strength of the former exceeded his expectations, and things became a little troublesome.

"This is our business. Does it have anything to do with you?" Ren Yihang smiled faintly and joked: "you're from Tianhuang temple. Since you want to play, let me play with you."

Then Ren Yihang motioned Liu Haoyu and others to step down.

"Boom!" then, Ren Yihang's body was shocked, and the sword idea surged out. What circulated all over his body was a whirlpool of wind and thunder. The swift wind and the mighty thunder surged into it, and condensed into a wind and thunder sword, covering his whole body.

"Wind and thunder!" Liu Haoyu stepped back to one side and felt Ren Yihang's sword breath. He was stunned.

Unexpectedly, Ren Yihang is also a dual attribute sword meaning, and it is an extremely rare wind and thunder dual attribute. No wonder the sword meaning just now can come later.

"The seven powers of the emperor of heaven, the profound realm of advanced sword." Huang looked at Ren Yihang, but his mouth raised a strange smile and said coldly, "you want to play with me because of such power. Can you afford it?"

At the moment when the word of famine fell, there was a sudden tremor in the void, and several surging breath fell in the air.