Fellow Daoist, do you want to see a doctor?

At this time, a flash of sword energy flashed like a bright brilliance, and Han Wu's head was completely separated from his body, and bright red hot blood splashed on Wei Yang's face, making him stunned for a while.

"Ayang!"

It was Si Jichen who shot!

He rushed forward quickly, hugging Wei Yang tightly in his arms, as if wanting to integrate him into his own flesh and blood, recalling the scene just now, with lingering fear in his heart.

Fortunately, Ayang is safe and sound, otherwise... Si Jichen's eyes dimmed, and a look of madness flashed across.

If something happened to Ah Yang, he would definitely let everyone be buried with him!

"I'm fine." Si Jichen hugged him so tightly that Wei Yang couldn't help but slightly moved his body, motioning for him to let go.

Si Jichen loosened his grip slightly, but still tightly held Wei Yang in his arms.

Suddenly, a powerful force struck. Caught off guard, Si Jichen staggered back a step, and unconsciously loosened the hand that was originally around Wei Yang.

The moment he let go, Wei Yang flew into the air uncontrollably, attracted by a powerful force and flew towards the fairy palace!

"Ayang!"

Si Jichen's eyes were red, murderous aura spread all over his body, and the sword light cut across a perfect arc like a shooting star, chasing Wei Yang directly.

Wei Yang was also stunned, and the whole person was in a state of bewilderment.

What the hell is going on here? !

She reached out to grab Si Jichen's hand, but it was too late!His body flew towards the fairy palace uncontrollably, and he could only watch Si Jichen become smaller and smaller in his eyes...

However, Si Jichen was blocked by the barrier, his eyes revealed a look of madness, and his sword energy was frantically attacking the barrier covering the arena. Murderous intent permeated his body, and soon enveloped the entire world. Compared to the arena, the aura around him continued to gather on his body.

The dark clouds were densely covered, the sky was full of sword lights, and the violent power that destroyed the sky and the earth seemed to tremble for it.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Following his frenzied attack, the entire arena vibrated continuously like an earthquake, the boulder rolled down like a landslide, and the four stone pillars that stood upright began to shake, as if they were showing signs of collapsing.

The people who were still frantically fighting in the arena involuntarily stopped their attacks and used their spiritual energy to stabilize their bodies on the constantly shaking ground.

"You don't need to attack anymore, it's useless." The voice of the white-haired man came: "If it takes another ten years, with your aptitude, you can indeed break the barrier. But, you today, you can't! "

Si Jichen stopped attacking, and the murderous aura on his body became stronger and stronger. The evil aura filled the sky, and he forcibly overwhelmed the aura of hundreds of people in Bi Arena!The body is suspended in mid-air, holding a three-foot blue blade, and his eyes are red, staring coldly at everyone in the arena, like a demon killed from hell, wherever his eyes go, people can't help but feel trembling !

kill!Killing all these people will open the barrier, and he can enter the fairy palace to find his Ayang!

……

On the other side, Wei Yang, who was forcibly pulled into the Immortal Palace, looked up at the exquisite palace in front of him, but his heart was unusually peaceful.

"What do you want to do by pulling me in?" Wei Yang asked.Although there was no one in front of his eyes, he knew that the white-haired man would definitely be able to hear him.

Sure enough, the white-haired man appeared.

With a move of his hand, Shunfeng'er, who was originally in his arms, was grabbed by him!

"Let go of it!" Wei Yang's complexion changed, and the anger was faintly suppressed in his voice.

The white-haired man gave him a flat look, and with a wave of his hand, a black vortex appeared out of thin air behind Wei Yang, and an obscure breath sucked Wei Yang into it.

Before losing consciousness, Wei Yang seemed to hear the voice of the white-haired man: "For the sake of the little guy, I will give you a chance. Whether you can catch it or not depends on you."

"Haw!"

Shunfeng Er glared at the white-haired man, his claws popped out, his body turned into a white shadow and rushed towards the white-haired man, as if to fight him desperately!

The white-haired man stretched out his hand to block it: "Little guy, I don't care about you if you sneak out of the fairy palace by yourself, how can you eat inside and outside?!"

"Chirp!" A series of chirps sounded in Shunfeng's ear, but the white-haired man seemed to understand it, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"You mean he got that inheritance?" the white-haired man asked.

"嘤" Shunfeng answered, and nodded his head, it was so cute.

"No wonder you followed him." The white-haired man understood, looked at Shunfeng's ears drooping, with a frustrated look, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, his life is not in danger, but he can get great benefits!"

"Huh? He actually..."

The white-haired man who was talking suddenly raised his head, and with a thought, his figure disappeared without a trace. When he reappeared, he was already in the sky above the arena, overlooking the arena, with a shocked expression on his face.

The sword shadows all over the sky suddenly surged like clouds and mist. In the clouds and mist, at least thousands of sword shadows flew out, killing people in the arena.

In a burst of sword shadows that roared like a gust of wind, the sky and the earth seemed to be filled with drowsy clouds and mist, and the mournful howling was accompanied by the screams of fleeing for their lives.

But in a short time, most of the people in the field fell down one after another. Each person had at least ten wounds that could cut the body, and blood was bubbling. The internal organs, however, they are not dead yet, they are just panting desperately with gray faces, trembling with convulsions all over, waiting in despair for the presence of the god of death.

Si Jichen was full of hostility, and the sword in his hand was dripping with blood. Surrounded by blood, he slowly approached the only person left.

"Master... Uncle Master, I...it's Zhang Ruoran, don't..." The Immortal Sect disciple swallowed, his voice was a little trembling, and he stepped back cautiously, his eyes full of horror.I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, I will become a dead soul under the sword.

Not only him, but the twenty or so people who are still alive are like this.

I've heard it said a long time ago that Si Jichen is the last thing to be messed with.All along, they just thought it was because of the great reputation of their teacher and master.Now, they finally understand.

With his crazy appearance, he doesn't recognize his relatives, he raises his sword and falls, killing people like cutting watermelons, like a hell Shura, no one dares to stop him, who dares to provoke such a person? !

The white-haired man had far-sighted eyes, and he, who was already in a state of mind, couldn't help but feel the trembling from his soul.

Many images flashed through my memory. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, there was once a person who vowed to kill all the people in the world and destroy the whole world, just for the love in his heart.

"Haw!"

Just when everyone was on the verge of collapse, a white shadow flashed past and landed on Si Jichen's shoulder.

Si Jichen paused, Shunfeng's ear is here, what about Ayang? !Turning his head suddenly, he saw a white-haired man floating above the Bidoutai, his hostility increased a bit.

The white-haired man's pupils shrank, and there was a flash of fear.Si Jichen's hostile eyes completely coincided with the person in his memory!

It's him!It really is him!He is back!

Then, the guy he sent to the place of trial is...

The white-haired man seemed to realize something, and immediately said to Si Jichen: "I didn't do anything to him, but just gave him a chance. At this time, he is in the trial place of the side hall of the fairy palace. You You can go to him."

Saying that, with a wave of his hand, the barrier disappeared, and Si Jichen turned into a sword light, and escaped into the fairy palace in the blink of an eye, without a trace.

The big devil is finally gone, and they don't have to die at last!The twenty or so people who were still talking in the arena could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Little guys, welcome to the Immortal Palace!" The white-haired man said, and before the people in the arena could slow down, he waved his hand, and a black vortex appeared, directly driving them all into the vortex among.

"There are many good things in the Immortal Palace. As for whether you can get them, it depends on whether these younger generations are destined." The white-haired man muttered to himself, looked in the direction where Si Jichen left, and sighed helplessly: " I just hope that guy will stop tossing around in this life."

……

"pain……"

Wei Yang felt as if his body had been run over by a car, and there was no pain anywhere in his body, and he had no strength at all.Slowly opening his eyes, what caught his eyes was the gray sky, groggy and very depressing.

He struggled to support himself to sit up, but his hands sank a little into the ground, only then did he realize that there was a piece of sand under his body.Wei Yang was stunned for a moment, then stood up and looked into the distance, and what he saw was a vast and boundless desert.

And he, in the middle of the desert, is like a speck of dust, which may be submerged by sand and gravel at any time.

Suddenly remembering what the white-haired man said, Wei Yang had the urge to beat him up.

"What did you say to give me a chance, but it sent me to the desert, what do you mean by getting out?!" Wei Yang was very angry.

Feeling better, Wei Yang stood up, found a direction at random, and walked forward slowly.

He didn't know how long he had been walking, but suddenly there was a movement in his heart, and he seemed to sense something strange ahead.It seems that a green oasis is floating in the air, and the breeze blows, and the oasis is swaying in the wind, as if it is about to go with the wind.

Wei Yang was taken aback for a moment, and stopped to take a closer look, but found nothing.

"An illusion?" He sighed softly and continued on his way.

Suddenly, a breeze blew from the front, bringing coolness.Wei Yang couldn't help but stop, and was about to sit down and rest for a while, but found that the originally gentle breeze suddenly turned into a violent tornado as if it had been stimulated by something!

The situation in front of him was changing, and a yellow dragon formed by the wind and gravel appeared.

The wind is howling, the yellow dragon is roaring and roaring, rushing in with lightning speed, covering the sky, covering the sky with dust, tornado storm, a scene of the end of the world!

Wei Yang was stunned, the sand and gravel brought by the strong wind scratched his face, the stinging feeling made him wake up suddenly, turned around and ran away without saying a word!

However, how could his speed be faster than the wind speed?Unsurprisingly, it was picked up by a tornado and flew into the sky!

Wei Yang felt like a roller coaster, uncontrollably following the tornado, his body was bruised and bruised by the violent wind blade, and the wind blade continued to strengthen, as if he would not stop until he was torn into pieces!

"Are you going to die?"

Wei Yang fell into endless despair, and Si Jichen's incomparably handsome face flashed inexplicably in his mind.

"I didn't expect that before I died, I thought of you. It's just a pity that I can't practice with you..." Wei Yang closed his eyes in despair.