The black sword pointed at Zhao Huaiyi, and the black swordsman was still as cold and ruthless as usual.

But this time, he talked a little more.

Because he wanted to thank the guy in front of him, Zhao Huaiyi's holy light attack seemed to have some kind of sacred power, which seemed to bring a new insight to the Black-clothed Sword Saint. At the same time, he also wanted Qin Lang to understand that some methods of cultivation can make up for the gap in realm.

"My cultivation method is not orthodox. What I just pierced through you was murderous aura, and that was only less than 1/3 of my power."

"Although this method has given me a strong combat power, the resentment accumulated in my body will not be able to break through if I continue."

"But in the encounter just now, your holy light seemed to eliminate part of the resentment in my body, causing the power I accumulated in my body to fully burst out. I seem to have reached this fourth level."

After saying that, the black-clothed sword saint's eyes turned cold, and his boundless momentum immediately enveloped the entire ancient city.

This time, Lei Di and others only felt that their souls were burned by some kind of force, and the soul trembling was no longer enough to describe their current state.

Perhaps this is the deterrent power brought by the fourth section of the Great Dao cultivation.

If everyone had the power of fighting with the Black-clothed Sword Saint just now, then now, even if the strong people with great cultivation in the Dao present besieged the Black-clothed Sword Saint together, their winning rate is still 0, and the gap between the two is huge.

Zhao Huaiyi looked at the Black-clothed Sword Saint who had reached a new realm by being fueled by him, and his eyes were filled with endless regret and self-blame.

Now he looks like he is a mute and eats coptis, and he looks indescribable.

In addition, the trauma just now made him die soon.

When he thought of this, all the resentment in Zhao Huaiyi's heart fell on Qin Lang.

Looking at Qin Lang who had been submerged in the ruins, Zhao Huaiyi was approaching and laughing wildly.

"Okay, OK, then don't live."

After saying that, his body was extremely bright with a bright light, and his whole body turned into a sunset in the next moment, hanging high in the air.

During this process, many powerful men in the Dynasty Alliance could clearly see that at this time, Zhao Huaiyi chose to burn his body and soul and cast the strongest attack at any cost. His purpose was Qin Lang in the ruins.

It is too late, and it is fast, when the sun hangs at the highest point.

Zhao Huaiyi's last voice also resounded in the ancient city.

"Thousands of light" immediately followed by a brilliant golden light shot out from the skyline and headed straight for Qin Lang.

Since this move was used by Zhao Huai with all his strength, the speed of the golden light reached a very terrifying level.

Even the black-clothed sword saint holding the black sword in his hand had no time to stop it.

On the other hand, the fox, who had just crawled out of the ground with Qin Lang and the other two, happened to see the golden light coming towards him.

Seeing this, he blocked his body in front of Qin Lang without any hesitation, and withstood the flowing light with his flesh and blood body.

When the light hits the graceful body, the diamond that had cracked on the fox's body was instantly evaporated.

The burning sensation quickly penetrated her body, and the flame seemed to burn the beauty into pieces in an instant.

When Qin Lang opened his sleepy eyes, what he saw was the fox that had burned into a ball of fire.

At this moment, there was only one beautiful two families left on the fox's body and a keel inherited from Carlos.

Looking closely, the cherry mouth, which was burning, seemed to be saying something, but unfortunately, Qin Lang did not hear it clearly.

"Giant Sword" In an instant, the black sword covered Qin Lang's sky, and all the flowing light was sucked into the body by the black-clothed sword saint.

Unfortunately, his attack speed was still a little slower. At the moment when the black sword covered Qin Lang, the fox's beautiful family had completely disappeared, leaving only a cold skeleton.

Qin Lang, who had just opened his eyes, could even be said to have not reacted at all.

He didn't even know what the fox said in the end.

This confusion lasted until the black giant sword absorbed all the streamer light.

When the light completely disappeared, Qin Lang, who had just come to his senses, hugged the cold skeleton in front of him.

At the same time, the dignified seven-foot man also shed tears that he had never seen before.

"Fox, why do you stand in front of me? Why, I am obviously me who feels guilty, but I cannot accept your love, but I have received your help. The dead person should be me."

Perhaps because the crying sounded too loud, Alisa and the demon, who were in a coma, woke up because of this.

When the two girls knew that the skeleton in front of them was left by the fox, their expressions were not much better than Qin Lang?

The three of them hugged the cold skeleton almost at the same time, and tears poured down like a waterfall.

After the three of them had a sleep, how could they become a skeleton alone?

In the air, when the sword saint in black saw Zhao Huaiyi's masterpiece before his death, he felt an incredibly surging murderous intent in his heart.

It seems that my emotions are moved by the girl who just died.

For a moment, the eyes of the Killing God also showed a look that made everyone in the Dynasty Alliance scared, including the powerful men from the Holy Dragon Society and the Red Clan.

They all knew that they and the Dynasty alliance were wearing pairs of pants. If the killing god in front of them had the intention to kill because of the fox's death, they would naturally be jointly.

Realizing this, Cardinal He, the president of the Holy Dragon Association, hurriedly knelt down and pleaded, trying to let the Black-clothed Sword Saint let him go.

But the reality is not as beautiful as they thought. Once the killing intention of the Black Sword Saint appears, no one can stop it except killing.

Immediately afterwards, this great god showed the attitude that the god of killing should have.

The black giant sword swept through the sky, and the powerful people who had the cultivation of the three great roads of the Dynasty Alliance, the Holy Dragon Society, and the Red Clan Cultivation Cult turned into powder, and the powerful people who had the cultivation of the Great Road, including the two leaders, were severely damaged.

This attack completely lost their chance to escape.

Facing the Black-clothed Sword Saint, they didn't even have the ability to resist at this moment.

Under the black sword, screams echoed one after another.

Not far away, Lei Emperor, Yang Xiaotian and others who were watching this scene were also frightened.

They had never expected that Qin Lang would have such powerful men to protect him. At this moment, they were very glad that they defeated the team.

If you stand on the side of the dynasty alliance, you may die faster than the president of the Holy Dragon Society and the Cardinal. After all, the strength of those two people is even stronger than theirs, and at least they are at the intermediate level of the second stage of the Great Dao Cultivation.

But even such a master could not stand for three rounds under the Black-clothed Sword Saint.
Chapter completed!