The first thousand one hundred and seventy-eight chapters Something happened!



But even so, Fengxuejian’s face remained expressionless as always.

“Here, my last word of warning!”

Fengxuejian’s cold eyes scanned the four directions, and said coldly word by word.

“The Demon Ancestor clone has nothing to do with me, who will stop me! Kill! Nothing! Forgive!”

As the final words fell, a murderous intent that was disgusting came out, spreading overwhelmingly in all directions!

What? !

What a terrible killing intent!

Everyone changed their colors!

Many of the weaker contestants couldn’t help their scalp numb, so they subconsciously retreated a few steps!

At this time, the crowd separated.

The third day of The Netherworld of Cultivation Base, The Netherworld, the peak of the broken sky, stood out from the crowd, looking at the Fengxue Sword condescendingly, and sneered.

“The Demon Ancestor clone, with a big tone, I am here, but I want to see, you can kill…”

Yintai didn’t finish his words!

“crystal–”

In vain, everyone only heard a stern sword chant!

Then there seemed to be a dazzling scarlet light across the sky from their field of vision…

Then.

Fengxuejian put the blood sword into the scabbard with a cold face, and didn’t even look at Yin Tai, as if he knew what the end had already been.

“Too noisy!”

Fengxuejian said coldly.

Accompanied by his icy voice, everyone was horrified to see that Yin Tai’s body suddenly split in mid-air from bottom to top, and it split into two halves, and blood splashed into the sky!

“boom!”

Yin Tai’s corpse fell from the sky, dead in two pieces!

The audience was silent for an instant!

The needle drop can be heard!

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