This three-foot green peak was as powerful as a bamboo shoot, and it was even more unexpected, as if it was popping out of the void.

The dazzling green light is very fast.

After the green light flashed, a sword sound followed, which hovered straight in front of Liao Qianyu's face.

As long as the Sanchi Qing Peak is half an inch forward, you can easily understand Liao Qianyu's life.

Liao Qianyu's whole body was scattered and he didn't dare to move any more.

"This battle ends here!"

Zhang Yi sneered.

This scene stunned everyone present.

Grandpa Qianyu, was defeated so quickly?

This seems a bit unrealistic.

Zhang Yi pointed at Liao Qianyu's sword, and a terrifying aura of destruction was surrounded by his whole body, like a cruel and ruthless killing god, with no emotion in his eyes, only endless murderous intent.

"Is this the power of the Shadow Sword Realm?"

"It's incredible!"

"The Tiangang Boy Achievement practiced by Master Qianyu has a hundred years of pure yang skills, but it still loses to the Shadow Sword Realm!"

"It's over, our last hope is gone!"

"Surrender!"

At this moment, the gods and masters were already ashamed and threw away the swords in their hands.

"superior!"

With a command, Han Shihan rushed forward with all the masters and controlled all the surrendered gods.

"If you, the group of people who are greedy and afraid of death, had you known this, why wouldn't your family stay in this world?"

Seeing that the gods and masters surrendered without fighting, Liao Qianyu was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, but he did not dare to move at all.

"Shut up!"

Zhang Yi's eyes turned cold, he pointed his sword at Liao Qianyu, and glared: "Don't you admire me very much?"

Then let me lie on the ground!"

"Zhang Yi, don't bully people too much!"

Liao Qianyu said angrily.

As soon as the words finished, a buzzing sound came forward, and a trace of blood flowed out of Liao Qianyu's forehead, flowing down the white and old face, dripping onto the snow on the ground.

.

Instantly.

Liao Qianyu showed horror on his face and dared not say a word.

"Let's go down!"

Zhang Yi's eyes were extremely cold, and his voice was even more murderous.

Plop! Liao Qianyu didn't even think about it and lay on the ground like a dead dog.

Zhang Yi said with a sarcastic look on his face and said with satisfaction: "That's right!"

Liao Qianyu gritted her teeth in hatred, and she wanted to die. She really lost all her old face.

Immediately afterwards, Liao Qianyu raised his orchid fingers and shouted in a sharp voice: "You little baby, as long as you have the chance, your family must let you survive-ah!"

But before he finished speaking, he screamed in pain.

It turned out that the three-foot green sharp edge suddenly penetrated into his orchid finger, and blood flowed out.

"I feel disgusted when I see you."

Zhang Yi glared and said, "If you bet, I will break your tendons!"

Liao Qianyu was so painful that his lips were trembling. He also obediently closed his mouth and completely softened.

Wow—At this moment, Nangong Jin flashed over, waved his right hand repeatedly, and pointed Liao Qianyu's acupoint.

She raised her eyebrows, and the charm of the circulating between her eyebrows was very tempting. She asked with a smile: "What should I do with him?"

Zhang Yi didn't speak, frowned and looked at Chen Shun not far away.

"Ah--" Chen Shun hugged his head with a split headache, his eyes turned red, and his expression looked very painful.

Looking at his current appearance, it seemed like he was fighting against an evil soul.

God knows what kind of pain he is suffering.

Zhang Yi flashed, and the wind blew under his feet. He came to Chen Shun and frowned and said, "How do I need to help you?"

Chen Shun hugged his head and roared, "Stay away from me, I can't control it anymore!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yi frowned and looked at Chen Shun who was in great pain in front of him, and thought to himself: "How could there be evil souls in his head?"

I'm going! Could it be that I was struck by the thunder?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi's expression immediately became strange.

"Haha, do you find it strange?"

Suddenly, the sound of the Nine-Headed Dragon came from his mind.

Zhang Yi was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then replied in his heart: "Senior Shenlong, do you know?"

"I feel a little familiar with the evil aura in his body, and I can't remember it for a while."

Jiutoulong pondered for a moment and explained: "But I can be sure that the evil soul that invaded his body should be the residual soul of a certain ancestor."

The remnant soul of a certain ancestor?

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhang Yi's expression became a little uneasy.

Wouldn't it be said that this residual soul is likely to occupy Chen Shun's body?

"It's almost the same!"

They were spiritually connected to each other, so they naturally understood what Zhang Yi was thinking.

Zhang Yi pondered for a long time, then couldn't help asking: "Is there a way to crack it?"

"If you want to return to normal, you can only look at Chen Shun's willpower."

Nine-headed dragon sighed.

All depend on willpower?

At this moment, Zhang Yi felt a little heavier.

Just as Zhang Yi's face was heavy, Yan Muyun walked over with a staggering step, grabbed his hand with excitement, and said in tears: "My Yi'er, you finally have a future, grandma feels

Very relieved!"

Zhang Yi was slightly stunned, his nose felt a little sore, and he said in a choked voice: "Grandma, I--" He had a lot of things in his heart to say to his grandmother, but he couldn't say anything at this moment.

"ah!"

At this time, Chen Shun's painful roar interrupted their concern.

Zhang Yi took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and smiled gently: "Grandma, it's important for us to do serious things!"

"Yes, let's see if Senior Chen Shun is fine?"

Yan Muyun reacted instantly. She staggered to Chen Shun, stared at the other party for a long time, and said lightly: "I have a way to calm him down, but whether he can return to normal depends entirely on his luck!

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"What's the solution?"

"It's very simple. Use my ice power to temporarily limit his movements!"

“What are you waiting for?

You hurry up!”

Yan Muyun nodded, she shouted in a deep voice, and suddenly stretched out a dry palm and pointed it at Chen Shun's chest.

With a buzzing sound, the original lively Pixiu tattoo gradually became quiet.

A bone-broken chill rolled up and condensed into frost.

After a while, Chen Shun's whole body was covered with a layer of ice crystals, and he became an ice man.

Yan Muyun's purpose is very simple. Since others can't help, she can only let him fight against the evil soul alone.

Whether it can return to normal depends entirely on luck.

"The mission is done! Huh--" Yan Muyun retreated her palm, her face slightly pale.

Zhang Yi took a step forward, held Yan Muyun who was shaking her body, and asked with concern: "Grandma, are you okay?"
To be continued...