Tang Chao looked at the figure in front of him and his expression did not change, but Xu Lang was taken aback.

"Mo Lao, long time no see. Xu Lang bowed and said.

"Xu Lang, there is a master in your Death Mansion, and this technique is ruthless enough at a young age. If the old man is half a step late, the young master of my family will really lose half his life here. "Mo Qiankun, a martial king-level master, is also an old man in the City Lord's Mansion, mainly responsible for the affairs of the trading ground.

"Misunderstandings, all misunderstandings. Brother Tang is a newly recruited guest in my Death Mansion, and he is quite loved by my father-in-law. The first time he entered Tianshui City, he collided with the young city lord, and he also bothered Mo Lao to show up in person. The younger generation asked Brother Tang to compensate Mo Lao. Xu Lang said with a smile, and by the way, he pulled the Tang Dynasty.

"Mo Lao, right? If I'm not mistaken, you should have been watching it for a long time. I'm afraid it's not suitable to jump out and say this now, right? My back is too hard to bend. The Tang Dynasty stood proudly, turning a blind eye to Xu Lang's color.

"Good, good. It's a pity that an arrogant young man, the old man just look at how hard your back is. ”

"Old Motou, kill him, kill him for me. Xiao Shao's face was angry, his face hurt, and his scalp also hurt, so he eased up a little, and when he saw that he was about to do it, he hurriedly shouted.

"Broken Soul. Mo Qiankun let out a low snort, and the divine palm was discharged. When approaching the Tang Dynasty, a short silver thorn suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand. The short spines are the length of two hands, and the ends are pointed, buckled in the palm of the hand. The thorn was in his hands, and it reached the chest of the Tang Dynasty in an instant.

"Emei thorn?" Tang Chao's pupils shrank and blurted out. Although he reacted, it did not prevent him from making a move, and with a flip of his right hand, a long sword appeared in his hand, and the sword surface resisted the short thorn.

"Broken copper and iron, I also want to block the old man's broken soul. Mo Lao's arms turned into afterimages, and the short thorns were as fast as lightning, and they were connected eighteen times in an instant.

"Eighteen Broken Soul Fingers?" Tang Chao whispered, easily taking the fast attack of eighteen short stabs.

"Have you seen the old man's broken soul? It seems that it is difficult to keep you today. Mo Qiankun's arm was stunned, and it was a little hard to imagine that the Tang Dynasty had predicted his attack route.

"It's just nondescript. Tang Chao sighed, sure enough, it was not the Emei Thorn of the Eighteen Broken Soul Fingers that each move of the original version had eighteen variations.

The long sword cut through the air, and the sword moves of the Tang Dynasty were simple and clear, and there was no rule at all. But it was this simple sword move that forced Mo Qiankun's short spurs to have no room to play.

"Ah, the Eight Desolations Broken Soul. The aggrieved Mo Qiankun roared angrily, and six cold rays suddenly shot out from his body, plus two short thorns in his hand, sealing Tang Chao's body.

"Game world. The figure of the Tang Dynasty gradually blurred, dodging left and right, like a shadow.

The eight thorns failed, and the figure of the Tang Dynasty was just about to return to its original position. Just before he could settle down, a breeze suddenly blew through with a hint of chill.

Tang Chao's heart tightened, and he turned sideways. Before the sword could be parried, a cyan tip appeared in front of him. The tip of the sword rested on a finger-long seat in front of his chest, and did not come any closer.

Tang Dynasty looked up in disbelief, but his eyes were split. A snow-white figure was hanging from a cyan long sword. And the owner of the long sword was dressed in black, covering his mouth and nose, and his exposed eyes were full of shock. The long sword pierced through his chest, piercing through the petite body and picking it up. Two small hands, one with white silk gloves, gripped the long sword tightly, trying not to let the long sword go further.

"I didn't expect that someone under the Martial Saint would be able to see my sword. The sword owner exclaimed in a low voice, and took the sword back coldly. The figure on the sword fell to the ground, his chest was stained red, and one hand was also bloody and fleshy.

"Qianqian......" Tang Chao roared and picked up his sister who fell to the ground. Tang Qianqian looked at Tang Chao, but her eyes were full of joy. She struggled to raise her hand to touch her brother's face, but it hit the ground again.

"Qianqian......" Tang Chao reached out and took out a handful of pills in his arms, directly opened Tang Qianqian's mouth and stuffed it in. "Qianqian...... Wake up, wake up. Don't sleep, you can't sleep, my brother has to take you back to see your parents. ”

Tang Chao couldn't stop crying and losing his internal qi, but Tang Qianqian was completely silent.

The assassin with the long sword was about to step forward to strike again, but the grief-stricken Tang Dynasty found that someone was secretly targeting him. He had to abandon the sneak attack and surreptitiously watch the surroundings of the observer.

"Xu Lang......" Tang Dynasty rescued indiscriminately and gradually stopped moving. He shouted in a low voice, his voice a little hoarse.

"Tang Shao, I'm here. Xu Lang, who was shocked, came back to his senses and hurriedly replied.

"Take care of my sister, if you don't die today, I will help you become a god. Tang Chao said coldly, and then let go of his sister's gradually cool body. Tang Chao, who was stained with blood, touched the corner of his eye, looked up at the black-clothed man who was still holding a sword, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"The sword has six paths, and it can kill ghosts, gods, and immortals. I am not refined, I ask the sword ancestor to help, pass through the heavens and the earth, and destroy the gods. Tang Dynasty whispered, and a trace of sword light appeared around his body, and six swords like light appeared around him.

"Sword song, there is a fish leap in the North Underworld, and Kunpeng will come naturally. Tang Dynasty read aloud. The six lightsabers leaped up, turning into behemoths in mid-air, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal. As the Tang Dynasty turned into a faint shadow, the sword shadow in mid-air rushed towards the sword-wielding assassin.

At this moment, several more people rushed out from the assassin's side, and they all drew their swords in response, and even Mo Qiankun moved. The six lightsabers are the mainstay, and all the body is full of sword energy, turning into a Kunpeng posture and attacking everyone.

The surrounding onlookers had already withdrawn a hundred meters away, and they still retreated again and again. The Tang Dynasty was one against eight, the sword shadow was continuous, and the sword qi around the body guided the Kunpeng in mid-air to fight fiercely.

Half an hour later, figures flickered in the sky, and many people rushed over.

At this moment, the Kun body in mid-air turned into a peng and suddenly exploded. The permeated sword aura instantly turned the six people on the field into corpses. Only Mo Qiankun and the previous assassins survived, and they were also scarred.

Tang Dynasty was on one knee with a long sword. The gorgeous clothes were already full of holes, and drops of blood flowed down. The original six lightsabers that were overflowing with brilliance were also inserted into the ground, revealing their original appearance, six simple and unpretentious long swords.

"Some more damn ones, let you bury my sister today. Tang Chao smiled lowly. He bit his finger and thought about it. But he didn't want a figure to rush in and grab his wrist.

"It's okay, do it again, you'll die. The old man in an orange robe looked at Tang Dynasty quietly.

"It's not enough, I'll make them pay for it with blood. "The Tang Dynasty gradually strengthened, trying to break free but it was useless.

"If you do it again, the old man can't hold it down. And that girl is not dead, only you can save her, and if you die, she will die. The orange old man gently let go of Tang Chao's arm.

Hearing this, Tang Chao stumbled to Xu Lang's side and pounced. Sure enough, although Tang Qianqian's body was cold, there was still a trace of breath that had not been extinguished.

"Go back, take the box at my bedside, the second layer of pills, and give her to eat. I promised you, I will remember...... Poof......" Tang Chao grabbed Xu Lang's hand and said eagerly. Before the words fell, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the person fainted.

"Lang'er, take someone back. The orange old man stood on the spot, waved his hand and said.

Xu Lang nodded, picked up Tang Qianqian, and the guards also hurriedly picked up Tang Dynasty and headed outside.