"Junior Brother!" After Lin Qianxue saw this scene, she also stood up from her seat in shock.

"Where is this bastard? You dare to make a sneak attack, and Fengxue Mountain doesn't care about it!" The master of Jushimen suddenly stood up from his seat, and he roared.

Mo Shan did not expect such a change, his face was very ugly, and his heart was full of murderous intent.

"Elder Supreme, grab him!" Mo Shan opened his mouth gently, and then transmitted the voice to the white-haired old man.

When the white-haired old man heard Mo Shan's words, his body moved slightly, and he instantly appeared beside the black-haired man.

The white-haired old man grabbed the black man's neck without hesitation, and then lifted him directly from the ground.

A murderous look flashed in the eyes of the white-haired old man, and then he was about to crush the neck of the black man in front of him.

"Do you dare to kill me? My master is the ancestor of water and fire!" The black-haired man's eyes were wide, and he roared.

The expression of the white-haired Lao Tzu stiffened there suddenly, and a hesitation appeared on his face.

"What? He is actually a disciple of the ancestor of fire and water!" On the ring, many masters of the middle school stood up and said in shock.

The ancestors of water and fire have a great reputation. These three masters of the middle school have heard of his name more or less.

The strength of the water and fire ancestors is very strong, far from the third grade sect can provoke.

After Mo Shan heard the man in black, his face began to change.

"If you dare to touch one of my hairs, I will let your entire Fengxue Mountain be buried for me!" The black-haired man sneered, his tone full of disdain.

It's just a small snow mountain. Do you dare to provoke your master?

It is precisely because of the existence of the ancestors of water and fire that the man in black dared to be so unscrupulous, completely putting the rules of the Hundred Doors Competition aside.

The white-haired old man sighed slowly, and then gently opened his hand.

The black-clothed man fell to the ground, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But soon, the black-clothed man noticed something wrong, because he was surprised to find that he had actually broken contact with Xuanhuojian.

The Profound Fire Sword is a natal flying sword for the man in black, who is connected to his life. Both are prosperous, and both are damaged.

Logically speaking, the Profound Fire Sword should fly back quickly after killing that Chu Yun.

But it's been so long, why is there still no movement in his natal Flying Sword?

Just as the black-clothed man was stunned, he discovered that the "corpse" in front of him had actually moved slowly.

"Fuck, scam?" The black-clothed man was shocked by the scene before him. He subconsciously stepped back two steps, and began to fear in his heart.

Chu Yun's body slowly floated from the ground, and then gradually stood up.

Chu Yun's silver-white hair was dancing in the wind, and the white turban on the center of his brows disappeared.

Chu Yun had always worn a turban, but just now, the raging fire on the profound fire sword directly burned the turban on Chu Yun's eyebrows.

Among Chu Yun's eyebrows, a vertical eye slowly opened, exuding terrifying pressure.

"He... he is not a human race?" A master of the middle three sects exclaimed in shock, and he stared at Chu Yun's face closely, his expression as if he had seen a ghost.

"You're not dead? Where's my Profound Fire Sword, where did you hide it!" The black-haired man saw the scene before him. He didn't understand that Chu Yun was not dead at all, so he frowned, and then cold. Said the voice.

Chu Yun's other two eyes were also slowly opened. There was no emotional color in his eyes, and the whole person looked very cold.

The black-clothed man felt Chu Yun's cold gaze, he shuddered subconsciously, and his body shook slightly.

Chu Yun took a step forward slowly, and between his eyebrows, a very small profound fire sword appeared out of thin air.

"My Flying Sword!" When the black-clothed man saw the scene before him, he subconsciously exclaimed and wanted to recall Flying Sword.

But no matter how the black-clothed man urged the tactics, the Profound Fire Sword still floated quietly between Chu Yun's eyebrows, as if he had completely disconnected from him.

"This...this is impossible!" The man in black began to feel uneasy, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he could hardly believe the scene before him.

"Annihilation." Chu Yun spit out two words in a cold tone.

In the center of Chu Yun's eyebrows, that vertical eye began to slowly emit an astonishing light.

After about a few seconds, a terrifying black light suddenly burst from the center of Chu Yun's eyebrows.

The first thing that black light touched was the mysterious fire sword.

As the black light penetrated, the profound fire sword directly turned into powder and dissipated completely.

"Puff!" The black-clothed man vomited a big mouthful of blood, his injuries getting worse.

The Profound Fire Sword is different from the Heishui Sword. It was a flying sword of his true life. It has now been destroyed, almost damaging most of the life of the man in black.

After the black light penetrated the mysterious fire sword, it was unstoppable and continued to shoot at the black-clothed man.

The speed of the black light is too fast, much faster than the speed of the flying sword.

In just a tenth of a second, the black light instantly came to the man in black, and then passed through his heart.

"Uh..." The black-clothed man's pupils suddenly widened, and he whispered subconsciously.

"Puff!" The black man's body slowly fell to the ground, the look in his eyes also disappeared, and the vitality of his body disappeared completely.

At this time, a small wind suddenly blew from the horizon, and then gently blew beside the man in black.

After being blown by the wind, the body of the black-clothed man directly turned into countless dust, dissipating between heaven and earth.

The black light disappeared, Chu Yun's mouth slowly flowed down with a red blood, and his face suddenly became pale.

After the black-clothed man was completely wiped out, Chu Yun could no longer suppress the injuries in his body. He shook his body back slightly, and then lay on his back on the ground.

After Chen Xi saw this scene, he didn't hesitate anymore, just took a step forward slightly, and instantly came to Chu Yun's body.

"Master... Honor, I won." After seeing Chen Xi's face, Chu Yun slowly pulled out a smile from the corner of his mouth, and said weakly.

Chen Xi took out an emerald green pill from her spatial ring, and then put it directly into Chu Yun's mouth.

The pill turned into a pure life force and began to wander among Chu Yun's internal organs.

"That's... the perfect **** pill?!!!" The white-haired old man glanced at the pill that Chen Xi had just taken out, and saw his face change, and then suddenly exclaimed.