Chapter 3206 The troubles in the south are eliminated

Above the sky, the night and starlight have all dissipated.

Murong Lingyun was breathing heavily.

Everyone's eyes were looking into the distance.

There, a giant fan was spread out.

When the giant fan closed, the unharmed human corpse Ling Hong was revealed.

Yuan Ruoli, only a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but other than that, he was also unscathed.

"How is that possible?" Murong Lingyun's expression changed drastically.

"My strongest sword so far, actually..."

Yuan Ruoli sneered, "That's because you, the loser, are too weak."

"Eight years ago, you were like this, besieging and killing my junior brother."

"Today, the same is true."

"It's a pity that I have grown faster than you in the past eight years."

"Today, I will protect my junior brother and send you bastards to hell with my own hands."

Whoosh…

Yuan Ruoli's figure moved instantly.

"So fast." Qinglin's pupils shrank.

Before he could react, his chest hurt and his figure was blown away heavily.

"puff."

Qinglin spurted out a mouthful of blood and was seriously injured.

If he hadn't had Yunyuan Kendo, which is the strongest defensive swordsmanship, he might have been seriously injured now.

Whoosh…whoosh…whoosh…whoosh…

Bang...bang...bang...bang...

Four figures flashed in succession, so fast that the eyes of the geniuses present could not even keep up with their speed.

There were four explosions in a row, and Ran Qi, Gu Feifan, Meng Piaopiao, and Murong Lingyun all vomited blood and flew away.

When the figures fell, they were all seriously injured.

"This last slap will kill you." Yuan Ruoli's face turned cold and his figure moved again.

Just at this time.

Clang…

A sharp sword arrived in an instant.

Yuan Ruoli's eyes were startled and he blocked his eyes.

Clang...kakaka...

There was only one sword sound, but three shattering sounds.

The attacking sword actually knocked Yuan Ruoli back three steps.

The person who came had a cold face and held a sword with one hand.

"Xia Yiming?" Yuan Ruoli narrowed his eyes.

"Today, you will die too."

Yuan Ruoli waved the dead spirit fan in his hand, and as the shadow of the fan danced, it turned into a sharp sword.

"Dead Soul Sword?" Xia Yiming frowned slightly.

The Liyuan Sect's treasure is rumored to be a mysterious and mysterious ancient treasure.

Clang…

Clang…

The two swords clashed instantly.

This time, Yuan Ruoli was not knocked back, but Xia Yiming's face suddenly changed.

The dark wind on Yuan Ruoli's body was even worse than before.

"Are you the Underworld Envoy?" Xia Yiming narrowed his eyes.

Yuan Ruoli sneered, "Not bad."

"To be more precise, I am the chief of Liyuan Sect."

"If I am willing to escape from the underworld, I will be the nemesis of all your underworld angels."

"If I am willing to fall into hell, I will be the nightmare for all of you."

Clang…

The Death Soul Sword shook, and countless black wind sword energy attacked Xia Yiming directly.

Xia Yiming held the sword in one hand, and the shadow of the sword was like dancing, and he retreated continuously.

Yuan Ruoli's sword is sharp and cold, constantly pressing.

"You could have been very strong, but it's a pity that you are with the wrong person."

"And them." Yuan Ruoli glanced at Ran Qi and others.

"They believed in the wrong person, and they will eventually be eliminated in this evil generation and become ants under my feet."

Clang…

The sound of the sword was like the roar of the underworld.

Xia Yiming's pupils shrank and he was blasted away heavily.

The moment he landed, a mouthful of blood stained his white clothes red.

"The peak combat power of the first level of the Sovereign Realm." Xia Yiming's face turned pale and he gritted his teeth.

Yuan Ruoli sneered, "I remembered that back then, you also had a hand in hurting my junior brother."

"You are also an accomplice of that little thief Xiao Yi."

"You people should all die."

"Dead souls." Yuan Ruoli's face turned completely crazy and he shouted violently.

A surging life-devouring energy appeared out of thin air, and even instantly overwhelmed everyone present.

Until…Clang…

There was another sword cry.

Clang… Clang… Clang… Clang… Clang…

After the first sword sound appeared, there was a wave of sword sounds that came intensively.

The sound of the sword was like a tide, but it pushed back the life-devouring energy.

A sharp sword instantly fell in front of the Death Sword.

With a flick of the sword, Yuan Ruoli spurted out a mouthful of blood and retreated heavily.

The visitor showed up and Yuan Ruoli was seriously injured, only for a moment.

The figure, with fluttering white clothes, fell next to Qinglin.

"Sorry, junior brother, I'm late."

"Senior Brother Mo You?" Qinglin looked surprised.

Mo You helped Qinglin up with one hand, "Is it serious?"

"I'm fine." Qinglin shook his head, then looked coldly at Yuan Ruoli in the distance, "Senior Brother Mo You, be careful."

"These two monsters are very strong."

Mo You chuckled lightly, "Don't worry."

Mo You looked at Yuan Ruoli, her eyes suddenly turned cold, "Did you just want to kill my junior brother?"

Yuan Ruoli's expression changed, "Forgetting Sword, Mo You?"

Whoosh... Mo You's figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

"So fast." Yuan Ruoli's pupils shrank, and he only had time to block the Death Sword in front of him.

boom…

Yuan Ruoli was blown away by a sword.
To be continued...