Xiao Yang's two souls appeared and gathered into a soul.

"Say! Who asked you to kill me?"

Xiao Yang asked with a smile.

"Don't you want to ask anything from the two of us!"

The blue bird glared in her eyes angrily, and her face had been deformed by the tightening of the golden thread, becoming distorted and ferocious, but still had no intention of surrender.

"Okay! If you still have some backbone, then I'll fulfill your feelings!"

Xiao Yang's words turned cold, and the golden threads suddenly tightened, and they sank deeply into the flesh of the blue bird and the Yanque. They let out a shrill wailing in pain.

The golden silk still showed no sign of stopping and continued to tighten.

Blood marks were revealed and the bones exploded.

The blue bird and the swallows were strangled into powder by the golden thread.

The bloody scene in front of you made Qiao Ling'er and Kong Xueman couldn't help but take a breath of air, and a chill surged behind you.

"The Holy Land of Ten Directions? Haha, what can it be considered?"

Xiao Yang looked into the distant sky and sneered.

The blue sword left by the blue bird disappeared into the void like light and shadow, driven by Xiao Yang's thought power.

Holy land in the ten directions, in the Tianlong Pavilion.

Whoosh-

With a sharp blade passing through the void, all the books in the pavilion fell to the ground.

The Holy Lord, who was like a child, felt a chill in his heart.

The green sword fell in front of him without any bias, almost piercing into his body.

"Bluebird and Yanque actually..."

The child looked at the green sword that penetrated deeply into the ground under his feet, and his eyes were trembling.

Xiao Yang flew into the space with a sword, so capable...

In the desert of dungeon.

Angison, Anna, and Li Qiankun marched in the desert according to the simple road map drawn by Yu Xuanji.

The desert is farther away than they had expected before, and at first glance, there is no one in sight.

The three of them continued to move forward in the wind and sand.

"Look! There is a wooden house there, which should be the residence of the Sword Guardian!"

Anna suddenly exclaimed.

After Angison and Li Qiankun looked in the direction of her finger, the three of them immediately accelerated their pace.

There was a curling smoke floating in the wooden house, and before I could get close, I could smell a strange smell.

Li Qiankun walked to the door of the wooden house, raised his hand and knocked on the door, and said politely: "Is anyone?"

A powerful voice rang in the room, saying, "You are also here for the Blood-Crying Sword?"

When Angison and others heard this, they immediately looked at each other, and it seemed that the sweet girl had indeed come here.

"That's right! I wonder if we can go in and explain in detail?"

Even though Li Qiankun was a master of swordsmanship, he was now suppressed by the seal of the dungeon, and he was like an ordinary person. Besides, the sword guard slave kept his sword for life, never married or married, and was single. He respected his madness.

"Where are you going back and forth there! You are not welcome here!"

The Shoujiannu said coldly, without any mercy.

"But……"

Li Qiankun opened his mouth and said hesitantly.

But I don’t know how to convince the sword guard slave.

At this time, a sound of footsteps sounded in the wooden house.

The footsteps were getting closer toward the door, and a "creak" sound.
Chapter completed!