"Murderous?"

After hearing what Yun Tianhe said, the black-robed man's heart that Bai Yuechen had transformed into jumped slightly, but his evil face did not show any change, but there was a little more stiffness in the smile that was full of strange taste. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Interesting, really funny. ”

As if hearing something funny, the smile on the black-robed man's face became more and more intense, and the Deep Purple Demon Sword in his right hand slowly raised.

"Since you believe that you will not die, then I will tell you what a ridiculous realization it is. ”

Before the words fell, the dark purple demonic qi suddenly erupted, and the black-robed man attacked Murong Ziying, who was closest to him, with a magic sword in his hand.

'When~'

Murong Ziying defended in time, and the jade-handled dragon sword in his hand and the opponent's magic sword struck hard, making a crisp metallic sound. And he himself was shocked by the huge force coming from the opponent's sword, and he took a few steps back before stopping, and his right hand holding the sword was still trembling slightly.

On the other side, Liu Mengli also joined the battle with a fairy sword in his hand.

'Illusion of Illusion and Sword'

As soon as he made a move, it was the strongest swordsmanship he had learned so far, and the lilac sword shadow was pervasive, enveloping the figure of the black-robed man in it, and the air was constantly floating with small sword light of lilac, like beautiful purple petals, and there were unknown dangers and temptations in the beauty.

In her opinion, whether it was the warning Murong Ziying said just now, or the judgment she made. The black-robed man in front of him was definitely a dangerous enemy, and it was by no means something that his group could easily deal with, so when he drew his sword, he had already done his best without the slightest reservation.

Learning from Bai Yuechen's most authentic Qionghua swordsmanship, coupled with his own strong talent for illusion, once this magic sword technique is used, the sky is full of lilac sword shadows, and the falling purple flower rain envelops the black-robed man in it, and the real and false are dazzling.

This style was born from the powerful move of transforming into a sword, and it was the first time that it was used from Liu Mengli's hands with all her strength, which shows how much she attaches importance to this enemy. And in her plan, she herself used the confusing effect of the phantom sword technique to temporarily trap the black-robed man for a while, buying time for Murong Ziying, and Murong Ziying, who was more powerful, to complete the final attack.

And Murong Ziying didn't hesitate when she saw this, the jade-handled dragon sword in her hand was raised horizontally, and the true yuan of her whole body was quickly condensed.

For a long time, when several people encountered powerful enemies, the two of them cooperated like this, until now they have cooperated perfectly.

But this time, things are different.

"Illusion? ”

The black-robed man saw the principle of Liu Mengli's move for the first time, and in Liu Mengli's shocked eyes, the Deep Purple Demon Sword in his hand pointed out seventeen swords in a row, each sword was accurately stabbed on a lilac petal, and those petals that were hit were all turned into points of light and dissipated in an instant.

With the disappearance of these petals, the lilac sword rain in the sky suddenly froze in the air, and at the same time, there was a crisp cracking sound, and all of them dissipated in an instant.

Liu Mengli's proud transformation was really like a phantom sword technique, and it was all cracked by the black-robed man in this way.

"How so!"

Liu Mengli was shocked, and her heart was full of shock.

However, before she could express her shock, she felt a flash of purple light in front of her eyes, and a demonic purple ** sword was already on her neck, and a cold touch kept coming from the sword body.

"Dream Glass!"

Murong Ziying and the three of them exclaimed in surprise, and just wanted to go to the rescue, but when they saw the black-robed man's eyes full of play, they were forced to stop, and they could only watch Liu Mengli fall into the hands of the enemy, and his face was full of nervousness.

Murong Ziying held the fairy sword in his hand tightly, looking at the situation in front of him that was completely out of control, his face was full of grimness, but after noticing that the other party was not ruthless, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and realized that things were not so bad.

On the other side, after Liu Mengli was captured, she had the opportunity to use spells to escape immediately, but when the black-robed man held her in his arms with a sword, the whole person suddenly froze, and then immediately gave up resistance, and was honestly continued to be held hostage by the black-robed man.

Bai Yuechen didn't expect to meet the four of Murong Ziying here, but he still dutifully played the strange and unpredictable identity of his demon monk, just standing in place with a weird smile.

originally wanted to teach a few people a good lesson and tell them the sinister truth of the world, but after he captured Liu Mengli, he found that he couldn't continue his play.

His original plan was to tease Murong Ziying and the others, and then take advantage of the fact that the pursuers of Shushan did not come, so he fled directly. However, just after he captured Liu Mengli, he found out that something was wrong.

Liu Mengli's reaction was too cooperative.

Not only did he not have any struggle, but he also ignored the flaws of his deliberate sale, obviously as a monk who had cultivated to a powerful level, but now he seemed to have become an ordinary girl who didn't know anything, and even a little tears of grievance appeared in her eyes. When Bai Yuechen wanted to push her out and run away directly, he still hugged his arm, which made Bai Yuechen suddenly feel very embarrassed.

For a while, there was some pushing and struggling between the two bodies.

And these actions, in the eyes of Murong Ziying and the others, are clearly the scene where Liu Mengli wanted to struggle but was suppressed by the black-robed man.

"Adversary!"

Murong Ziying snorted, and was just about to issue some warnings, but was attracted by the sudden appearance of a sword light in the sky.

'Zheng'''Zheng'

Three bright sword lights pierced the sky, flew down like lightning, and at the same time landed where the black-robed man was just now, splashing a cloud of smoke and dust, and the black-robed man had disappeared the moment before the sword light fell.

And Liu Mengli, who was originally held hostage, appeared unscathed under a tree not far away, and her face at the moment was quite calm, even with a hint of regret.

The next moment, the sword light shone in the sky, and the three Shushan old roads with white hair fell sword light and appeared in front of Murong Ziying and the others.

They glanced at the black-robed man who had disappeared, and with a wave of their right hand, they withdrew the three immortal swords inserted in the ground, and without looking at Murong Ziying and the others, they turned around and continued to pursue.

"Chase!"

In the flickering of the sword light, the three old ways had disappeared. Murong Ziying, on the other hand, looked at Liu Mengli who walked over slowly, and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the other party was not injured.

"It's not something we can touch anymore, let's go. ”

After speaking, he took a deep look at the direction where a few old Taoist priests disappeared just now, and left here with the three of them. At the back of the team, Yun Tianhe was still scratching his head in distress.

"That person really doesn't have a murderous aura, but why did he catch Mengli, it's really hard to understand. ”

After Liu Mengli followed Murong Ziying, she didn't mention anything just now, but her heart was full of doubts.

That person, the breath on his body, is so familiar. ’

On the other side, in a hidden mountain forest, three bright sword lights submerged. With the sound of continuous metal clashes, a burst of crimson fire suddenly erupted, burning a part of the woods to the ground.

And after the sound disappeared, a black-robed man with vermilion stripes on his forehead carried a deep purple magic sword and slowly walked out of the woods, the magic sword in his hand still had undried blood stains, and it looked particularly strange under the light of the fire.