Perhaps because of seeing Li Yunsheng's way of dealing with Fan Chun, Xie Chuxuan was still worried even if he had sealed Li Yunsheng in the painting of Shanhai.

He quickly waved the mountain and sea pen in his hand, and poured out the true energy from his body and penetrated the thunder and fire techniques into the scroll.

As the Thunder Art and Fire Art were shot into the scroll, the scene in the ink and water map suddenly seemed like the end of the world. Thunder shattered the mountains and trees, and the flames burned everything wherever they passed.

But in a blink of an eye, under the interweaving of the thunder and fire, Li Yunsheng was no longer seen in the scroll.

Even though this scene only happens in the scroll, the scene inside still makes the bystanders feel palpitations.

Many people remembered the rumors that Xie Chuxuan had lost a sect alone. Before that, they only thought it was a story deliberately made up by Tongyouguan, but the scene in the scroll today shook them. They thought that if Xie Chuxuan used a mountain and sea pen to seal the entire sect unexpectedly like a scroll, it might be possible.

"This is really a bad luck in Qiu Shui. He was hit by Mr. Xie who was coming temporarily."

"Yes, I escaped after being chased by the Immortal Alliance Yan Zhu for ten years. Today I was considered a fall."

"So, wouldn't Tongyouguan's strength catch up with Yan Zhuo?"

Everyone started to discuss Li Yunsheng's strength just now. If it weren't for Xie Chuxuan's presence today, no one would have stopped him in the night city.

"Uncle Second, have you finally refined this spiritual treasure?!"

Xie Muyu said with a look of surprise.

Compared to others, Xie Muyu learned more about the Shanhai Pen in Xie Chuxuan's hand. This is a real Xuan-level spiritual treasure, and it is the group from the underground abyss of Qiushui. After Xie Chuxuan got it, it took four or five years to refine it but could not.

Today, seeing his second uncle being able to use a flower pen at will, I couldn't help but feel happy. I added another high-level spiritual treasure, which undoubtedly greatly enhanced the strength of Tongyouguan. In his opinion, it is not impossible for Tongyouguan to surpass Yan Yu in a while.

"That's right."

Xie Chu looked at the scroll that was almost completely annihilated by thunder and fire rain, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't expect to meet Qiu Shui Yu Nie here. To be honest, Qiu Shui Yu Nie's strength was far beyond his imagination, especially his soul power. Even if he had met the soul that surpassed the three realms of the soul, it would have been his first time. If it weren't for his control over Shan Hai Bi, he would have improved his strength, and he would have died and lived today.

In a moment, the thunder and fire rain in the scroll completely dissipated, and the large areas of mountains and rivers in the scroll completely fell into ashes of ruins.

At this moment, Xie Chuxuan finally felt relieved.

"Second uncle, then, there seems to be someone else there!"

Just as Xie Chuxuan was about to take back the scroll with a mountain and sea pen, Xie Muyu, who had been watching the scroll curiously, suddenly screamed.

Hearing this, Xie Chuxuan also felt a sudden slap in his heart. He looked in the direction of the finger of the Fu Yu, and saw a figure standing there with an umbrella on the ruins of a mountain in the scroll. Under his umbrella, there was a girl carrying a child on his back.

"Not dead?"

Xie Chuxuan was stunned.

But at this moment, the man in the scroll picked up the sword in his hand, and the sword edge was until Xie Chuxuan and his nephew.

Seeing this situation, Xie Chuxuan, who was provoked, was shocked and angry.

"If a thunder cannot kill you, I will give you ten. If a thunder can't kill you, I will give you ten balls!"

Xie Chuxuan shouted angrily, but just as he picked up the mountain and sea pen and was about to drop another thunder, a dragon roar suddenly broke out from the scroll.

Immediately afterwards, a sword sound surged into the sky, and an invisible sword force slapped on the people in the city like a majestic sea tide. Some cultivators exploded and died under this sword force. Even if they could resist, they all turned pale.

Since Qiu Shui disappeared from Shizhou, Shizhou has not seen a real sword cultivator for many years. Many people were frightened and had no idea what was going on.

"Qiu Shui Sword Technique..."

However, Xie Chuxuan knew that not only knew that he also knew that, after all, he almost died under Qiu Shui's sword back then.

But because of understanding, the fear in my heart is more abundant than everyone else.

"The Shanhai Pen can't hold him."

As the sword force around him began to become heavier, this thought appeared in his mind.

"Walk."

Xie Chuxuan, who had a blue face, turned around and looked at Xie Yu behind him.

"Go away quickly, otherwise I can't protect you!"

Seeing that Xie Muyu was still confused, he strengthened his tone.

"Uncle Second, isn't he still trapped in the painting? I..."

Unlike Xie Chuxuan, although Xie Muyu felt fear, he completely did not realize that it was already between life and death.

Just as he was hesitating, a sword intent flew out of the scroll with the breeze.

This Xu Feng was like an antidote, blowing away the depression brought by the sword force just now in everyone's hearts.

But in Xie Chuxuan's opinion, this is not an antidote, it is just a sip of sweet wine before the death row prisoner was executed.

"roll!"

He slapped Shanhai Pen on Xu Muyu with a grudge, and Xiaomuyu flew out directly with Shanhai Pen.

"Tell your dad, don't avenge me!"

As soon as Xie Chuxuan finished speaking, a sound of a cracked bow string exploded in the painting. The sound seemed extremely harsh, shocking people's minds.

Then a dazzling golden energy tear apart in the center of the scroll like the morning light of the new rising sun. A golden sword light burst out from the cracks in the scroll, instantly annihilated the entire night city.

The first person to bear the brunt of this sword was Xie Chuxuan. He exhausted all his true energy and built a sixth level of defense with the character Yunlu Earth, but was still broken by this sword. Even though he had several defensive magic weapons on his body, he still couldn't block the sword. Not only was his body cut into two pieces by this sword, but all the skin, flesh and bones were shattered by the sword energy.

As Xie Chuxuan's life gradually dissipated, the painting that trapped Li Yunsheng also disappeared. The unscathed Li Yunsheng stood in the middle of the road again, still holding an umbrella with Qingluo and Beidou beside him.

"This is the fourth style of Qiu, Qiu Shui Sword Art, shocking the mountains?"

Xie Chuxuan, who was dying, asked in a difficult time, and his face was bloody and bloody at this time, and he couldn't see clearly.

"yes."

Li Yunsheng nodded.

"Ahem, I can still die at the hands of Qiushui Sword Art, so I'm worth it."

Xie Chuxuan coughed a few times, then closed his eyes.

Li Yunsheng seemed to have not heard it, and walked slowly by Xie Chuxuan with a calm expression, still maintaining the pace of his initial walking forward. At the same time, several sword energy were like the ball wind hanging on the fallen leaves on the ground, quietly cutting Xie Chuxuan's incompleteness into pieces.

The sword just now did not kill every monk in the city. Many of them survived by hiding in the inner city because they were too far away.

Just as Li Yunsheng walked slowly forward, they all rushed towards the gate of Yiyan City, but Li Yunsheng did not intend to let them escape.

The sword energy of the Dead Sword Art is like an assassin in the dark, reaping the lives of these people with one sword and one sword. The overflowing blood covered the entire road, which made Qingluo think that he was trapped in a mud pit several times, and felt deeply distressed by his new shoes that had just passed through a few times.

But she had no idea that she was not walking through the mud tonight, but a purgatory covered with blood.
Chapter completed!