Chapter 1212 Playing with You

"Another assassin from Tianhuang Palace?" Outside the valley, Xiao Yun looked at the black-clothed man in front of him with a gloomy look, his eyes flashing with a sharp cold light.

The black-clothed man was dressed the same as the previous assassins from Tianhuang Palace, and was obviously also from Tianhuang Palace.

As the leader of the nine major sword sects, Tianhuang Palace held a sword competition on the surface, but secretly slaughtered other swordsmen. This behavior was really shameless.

Xiao Yun guessed correctly. The person who came was the assassin from Tianhuang Palace, and he was the leader of the Thirteen Swords of Tianhuang, Huang Yi!

The Thirteen Swords of Tianhuang entered the Tianhuang Forbidden Area. The other twelve people were divided into groups of four, while Huang Yi was alone.

"Boy, knowing too much will easily lose your life." Huang Yi smiled coldly, and a sharp murderous aura was released, attacking Xiao Yun.

At this time, Xiao Yun was already seriously injured. Such a terrifying murderous aura was enough to suffocate him to death on the spot!

"Xiao Yun!" Shangguan Yufei sensed something was wrong and screamed. Just as she was about to step forward, she felt a terrible momentum coming. Suddenly, an invisible giant hand grabbed her neck, making her unable to move. Her delicate face immediately flushed.

"Yufei!" Xiao Yun screamed and cursed directly: "Bastard, if you have the guts, just kill me. What kind of ability is it to attack a girl?"

"Kill you?" Huang Yi's mouth corners suddenly raised, and then his eyes sank, and he said coldly: "Are you so anxious to die?"

"Asshole! I will kill you!" At this moment, Liu Haoyu's blood-red pupils suddenly shrank, and his figure suddenly moved. He stabbed out with a sword and blasted towards Huang Yi.

Liu Haoyu's strength is slightly stronger than Xiao Yun, and his defense ability is also stronger than the latter, so the sword just now cannot let him die, and he still has the ability to fight back.

However, Liu Haoyu's sword was destined to go without return.

He was using his life to fight for Xiao Yun and Shangguan Yufei's chance to escape.

"You're courting death!" Huang Yi saw that Liu Haoyu dared to draw his sword, and he twitched his mouth and slapped out with his palm. Countless cold blades appeared in the air, like ice cones all over the sky, blasting towards Liu Haoyu.

"Brother Liu!" Xiao Yun's eyes trembled, and he immediately realized that something was wrong and screamed.

Huang Yi's strength was too strong. He was already at the peak of the eighth level of the Emperor of Heaven, the realm of the mystery of the advanced sword, and he was only one step away from reaching the real peak!

It is no exaggeration to say that there are not many people in the entire heavenly realm who can beat him.

Liu Haoyu will definitely die under this palm!

Liu Haoyu was in the air, and at the moment of death, he looked back at the valley behind him, his mouth twitching, and muttered: "Junior Brother Han, Junior Brother Pu, my senior brother's strength is limited, and I can only do this."

That day, Nie Tian said that he, the senior brother, was shit.

This sentence touched Liu Haoyu a lot, and his mentality changed completely.

As the senior brother, he did do too many mistakes before.

But now, he will never make the same mistake again.

The moment Liu Haoyu drew his sword, he was ready to die.

But just when the ice cones were about to fall on him, something strange happened.

"It's a pity that such a brave swordsman died just like that." Just when Liu Haoyu was between life and death, a slightly teasing voice sounded, and then a sword intent broke through the air, so fast that it turned into a thunder shield in the air, covering Liu Haoyu.

"Bang bang bang..." The next moment, countless muffled sounds rang out, and endless cold blade sword shadows fell on the thunder shield, but failed to break the defense of the thunder shield.

Liu Haoyu's eyes trembled, and then he became happy. His figure moved, and he retreated hastily and landed steadily.

Even though he was ready to die, it would be better if he could survive.

"Hmm?" Huang Yi saw the sudden scene in the air, his face suddenly sank, and he said coldly: "Disciple of the Sword Emperor, I didn't expect you to follow me!"

The cold voice fell, and a green figure descended like a ghost, landing directly beside Liu Haoyu. It was Ren Yihang, the disciple of the Sword Emperor Jiuqiansheng of the Western Region!

"You have followed me for so long, if I don't follow you in return, wouldn't it be too rude?" Ren Yihang's figure landed, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his face was full of playfulness.

Xiao Yun looked at Ren Yihang, his expression could not help but stagnate.

He didn't expect that the person who came was so young, and seemed not much older than him, but his strength was very terrifying, and he could actually confront the assassins of Tianhuang Palace head-on.

"Disciple of the Sword Emperor!" Xiao Yun suddenly thought of Huang Yi's words, his heart trembled, and he said in surprise: "Could this person be the disciple of Lord Jiuqiansheng? No wonder he is so terrifying!"

"You, you are Junior Brother Ren Yihang?" At this time, Liu Haoyu looked at the person in front of him, suddenly recognized him, and screamed.

Ren Yihang had been in Wuji Mountain for a while. Although he was with Han Ling and others, Liu Haoyu also knew him.

Because Mo Qianjun and Jiuqiansheng had a good relationship, their disciples called each other brothers.

"Senior Brother Liu!" Ren Yihang was stunned, and then he recognized that the person in front of him was Liu Haoyu.

"It's really you!" Liu Haoyu was surprised, looking at the familiar face in front of him, his heart was shocked.

Liu Haoyu still remembered that when Ren Yihang came to Wuji Mountain, he was still a teenager. In the blink of an eye, he had grown into such a terrifying swordsman.

Jiuqiansheng brought Ren Yihang to Wuji Mountain, and it seemed that he came to show off to Mo Qianjun that he had accepted a good disciple.

Now it seems that Ren Yihang's talent in swordsmanship is really terrible.

Liu Haoyu can almost be said to be the strongest person in Wuji Mountain except Mo Qianjun, but he is far behind Ren Yihang.

Perhaps when Pu Feifan grows up, he may be able to be on par with Ren Yihang.

"Can the disciples of Wuji Sword Saint and Western Sword Emperor be considered brothers?" Huang Yi looked at Ren Yihang and Liu Haoyu coldly, smiled playfully, and was quite sarcastic.

However, his eyes were a little complicated, as if he was hesitating about something.

Ren Yihang's sudden appearance was an unexpected surprise to Huang Yi, and the former's strength exceeded his expectations, and things became a little troublesome.

"This is our business, does it have anything to do with you?" Ren Yihang smiled lightly and jokingly said: "You are from Tianhuang Palace. Since you want to play, let me play with you."

Speaking, Ren Yihang signaled Liu Haoyu and others to withdraw.

"Boom!" Then, Ren Yihang's body shook, and the sword intent surged out of his body. What flowed through his body was a group of wind and thunder vortexes. The swiftness of the wind and the might of the thunder surged in it, condensing into a wind and thunder sword that enveloped his whole body.

"Dual attributes of wind and thunder!" Liu Haoyu stepped aside and felt the sword intent around Ren Yihang, and was immediately shocked.

Unexpectedly, Ren Yihang also had dual attributes of sword intent, and it was an extremely rare dual attribute of wind and thunder. No wonder the sword intent just now could be launched later and arrive first.

"The strength of the seventh level of the Heavenly Emperor, the realm of the mystery of the advanced sword." Huang Yi looked at Ren Yihang, but a strange smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "You want to play with me with such strength, can you afford it?"

At the moment when Huang Yi's voice fell, the void suddenly trembled, and several surging breaths fell from the air.