This sword came without warning.
It's like breaking away from the constraints of space and appearing out of nowhere.
With a bang, the blade directly tilted into the ground, just blocking the claws of the night tomb.
If the palm of the night tomb falls, then this sword is likely to cut his palm in half.
The eyes of the tomb overnight couldn't help but fall on the sword.
Although the blade was mostly submerged into the ground, he still could see that it was a broken sword. The sword body does not have any formation patterns or spiritual crystal inlays.
But only from the aura exuding from above, the night tomb knows that this is a Horcrux.
The broken blade was inserted there, making a slight sound of sword humming.
Overnight tomb tilted his head slightly, looking in the direction pointed by the hilt.
In the canyon battlefield in the distance, a man dressed in black was coming steadily.
The man is very young, and may not even exceed twenty years old, but the aura on his body is very calm and domineering, like a king over the world.
The disciples of the Hidden Killing Sect who originally wanted to step forward to kill him were shocked by an invisible wind when they were just three feet away from the young man's body.
The young man just walked forward step by step, abruptly out of a broad road.
It's not that people around you don't stop, but they can't stop it.
The realm is too different.
The night tomb sneered, his eyes fell on the dying Bai Chen again, and then he grabbed the hilt of the broken sword that was blocking him, and then pulled out forcefully.
Hum!
Broken sword let out a low hum.
"No one can save you today."
Overnight at the tomb, he gave a low sip, and did not even look at the young man who was walking in the distance, and raised his hand.
This broken sword turned into a cold light and shot at the young man in the distance. At the same time, the palm of the night tomb was directly clenched into a fist, and he slammed it down against Bai Chen on the ground.
"Snapped."
One hand grabbed the wrist of the night tomb.
The red eyes of the night tomb shrank suddenly, and then looked to his side.
The young man in black, who was still tens of meters away, suddenly appeared in front of him, and the most terrifying thing was that the young man was still holding the broken sword that he had thrown out just now.
In other words, in the instant of falling a punch at the tomb at night, the young man set off from several tens of meters, caught the broken sword that was as fast as thunder, and rushed forward to block his punch!
Even though he was the master of the Hidden Killing Sect, staying at the tomb was shocked by the scene in front of him.
At this speed, he is confident that he cannot do it.
"His life, I will save it."
Qin Shaoyang said indifferently, his eyes were as calm as the surface of a lake, without a trace of ripples.
"Then it depends on whether you have this ability."
The night tomb whispered coldly, and the majestic blood on the wrist suddenly emerged. At the same time, he held the blood sickle in his left hand and slashed away in front of him.
A gust of wind surging in front of him, the blood sickle cut through the air and overturned the soil ten feet in front of him.
As far as his eyes could go, he saw the young man carrying a fainting Bai Chen, lightly falling ten feet away.
The eyes of the night tomb fell deeper, and he could feel that the strength of this guy was not weaker than himself.
"metropolitan."
"Sovereign Lord."
The surrounding battles suddenly dispersed, and the elders of Shengyangzong and his disciples moved closer to Bai Chen.
And the offensive of the Dark Temple also slowed down for a while, the battle was divided into two, and it fell into a brief peace.
"Qin Shaoyang, you, are you still alive?" Sect Master Bai Chen's blood kept surging, and his eyes fell on Qin Shaoyang, with a touch of surprise and a hint of joy at the same time.
"Unexpectedly, in just half a year, your current strength is almost the same as mine. The Saint Sun Sect is on the verge of extinction... I hope you will rescue my Sect disciples as much as possible. This is the Sect Master's token."
With blood pouring in Bai Chen's mouth, he took a sigh of relief, took out a pure white jade card carved with auspicious clouds from his arms, and handed it to Qin Shaoyang.
When the people around saw Bai Chen's actions, their hearts instantly realized that Sect Master Bo Chen wanted to pass on the position of Sect Master of Shengyang to Qin Shaoyang.
"Too much nonsense, be quiet, you still have some help."
Qin Shaoyang's voice was indifferent, he didn't even glance at the jade sign at all, and his palm directly touched the acupuncture points on Bai Chen's body.
At the same time, he cut his wrist and passed the wound to Bai Chen's lips.
And the other hand is to take out countless treasured elixir, directly use the palm to control the fire to refine the medicine.
Those spirit medicines quickly turned into powder in his palm, and at the same time they were wrapped in flames and directly refined into medicinal mud.
"I know what you plan to do in your heart. You want to give me the name of the Sect Master, so that I can do my best to protect the lives of the remaining disciples of your Sacred Sun Sect, but you should keep this for yourself. I have no interest. ."
Qin Shaoyang broke Bai Chen's plan with a single word, and while directly rejecting it, the work in his hands did not stop in the slightest.
In just three breaths, the medicinal powder had been refined into pill mud, which was evenly smeared by Qin Shaoyang on Bai Chen's broken arm and the wound on his back.
From the initial treatment to the final completion, it took no more than one minute, and even the surrounding Saint Sun Sect disciples did not react, and Qin Shaoyang had already done everything.
The disciples of the Saint Sun Sect and the few remaining Supreme-level elders all looked at Qin Shaoyang in shock.
Condensed into a pill
This, this is something that even the five great Danzun in the mainland can't do.
"Well, your injury has been stabilized. Although the broken arm cannot be reborn, your life is worry-free."
Qin Shaoyang let out a suffocating breath and slowly stood up from the ground.
"Now you just stay aside obediently, and I will take care of the trouble here."
With a flick of his fingers, Qin Shaoyang saved the dying Bai Chen's life. This hand not only caused a great shock to the hearts of everyone in the Saint Sun Sect, but also made the Ye Su Tomb who had been staring here gloomy.
"Boy, who are you? Do you know who you are against?"
The voice of the overnight tomb was low and hoarse, and the whole body was murderous.
Just a little bit, he could kill Bai Chen with his own hands. Take the body of Bai Chen back, that's a great achievement.
However, he was intercepted midway by this powerful guy in front of him, so how to keep him from getting angry.
"Isn't it the hidden killing sect and the dark palace? How could I not know!"
Qin Shaoyang's mouth chuckled when he heard the question from the night tomb. At the same time, he stepped forward, and an invisible wind rolled frantically around him.
At the same time, his waist-length hair turned into turquoise in an instant. A huge dragon soul phantom slowly emerged above his head.
"As for my name, you have to listen carefully, Qin Shaoyang."
Before the words fell, the wind blew everywhere, and a cyan figure instantly crossed the space of ten meters, and went straight to the night tomb.