The moon and stars are scarce, and there is a small forest on the shore of the west of Xiandao Island in Taihu Lake

"Tang Qiu, are you really leaving?" a weak voice sounded, seemingly mixed with the sound of panting.

There were several figures standing in the middle of the forest, and outside the forest were rocks that stretched out towards the lake, and at the end of the rocks was a speedboat, and on the speedboat stood a young man looking out to the shore.

Under the darkness of the night, this young man's eyes flashed from time to time, and he was obviously a martial artist who was not weak in cultivation.

"Brother Song, the ten-year period has arrived, and besides, your great grace for saving your life, I have reported it tonight, junior brother, you can let me return to my free body!" In the woods, an ordinary-looking middle-aged man said to a person.

"Hey, is it really the Heaven Destroying My Blue Dragon Gang?" the man sighed, "If even you leave me, then there will be no one to help me rebuild the Blue Dragon Gang!"

It turned out that these people were Song Jingtian, Ouyang Qianyu and others who came to the west of the island after leaving Dianguting.

"Brother Song, now that the overall situation has been decided, there is no accident, the Ouyang family master and Feng Jiuyou's predecessors will definitely be able to kill that person, even without me, the Qinglong Gang can be rebuilt. Moreover, little brother, I am really tired of the grievances on the rivers and lakes. ”

It was Tang Qiu who spoke, and he insisted on leaving.

It turned out that this Tang Sect outcast only wanted to repay Song Jingtian's kindness, so he followed Song Jingtian's side without abandoning. Now that the kindness has been repaid, Tang Qiu is unwilling to live this bloody life in the rivers and lakes, and decides to go into hiding.

"There's no room for negotiation?" Song asked unconcernedly.

Tang Qiu shook his head, he was resolute.

Song Jingtian was helpless, so he had no choice but to say: "Since this is the case, the only way to do this is to say goodbye to the virtuous brother." I hope we'll see each other again in the future. After Song Jingtian finished speaking, his face was disappointed and regretful.

Tang Qiu was a rare sixth-order ancient martial arts master! With his help, Song Jingtian would definitely be much easier.

"Haha......!"

Suddenly, a rough and heroic laugh sounded from outside the grove, and suddenly startled the countless birds and finches that inhabited the forest.

"What else do you say to see you in the future, I will send you to the underworld tonight to gather, no need to separate. ”

Around the grove, in the four corners of the south, east, west, and northwest, four figures suddenly appeared, and they pressed towards the four people in the woods step by step. An aura of slaughter immediately spread through the grove.

The people who came were as murderous as a rainbow, and they had already surrounded Song Jingtian and others.

Ouyang Qianyu, who had been watching Song Jingtian talk to Tang Qiu with cold eyes, also changed his face at this time, and his eyes glanced around like cold lightning.

Song Jingtian and Tang Qiu were even more surprised, they didn't even know that someone had sneaked into their vicinity.

At this moment, there was the sound of shouting and fighting outside the grove, and in the night, I saw a silver-haired man already fighting with the young man guarding the speedboat on the rocks on the shore.

The sword finger of the young man's right hand vibrate, and a circle of waves shot out of his fingertips, stabbing towards the silver-haired man, sneering.

This is not a finger force, but a sword qi of Sen Han, an extremely pure sword qi.

"Lingxi Sword Finger, you are Xin Ye!" The silver-haired man was obviously startled, but he directly ignored the fierce sword aura of the cave stone piercing gold, and his right fist blasted towards the young man on the opposite side like a dragon out of a hole.

The sound of the air explosion exploded, and the high-speed moving fist was like a cannonball, and the momentum was overwhelming.

Puff puff...... , Several thumb-thick sword qi shot into the chest of the silver-haired man, but it was like a defeated armor, and the silver-haired man seemed to be unaware.

Xin Ye couldn't help but be shocked, the power of the Spirit Rhino Sword Finger was amazing, even if it was a steel plate, if it was hit by the Spirit Rhino Sword Qi, it would have to be pierced. Could it be that this person was wearing some kind of armor to ignore the sword qi's stabbing shot?

The heavy punch hit, the strong wind blew the face and hurt, Xin Ye knew that the strength of this punch was not trivial, and hurriedly took a step diagonally, avoiding the punch, and then his legs were like a tornado, and countless leg shadows appeared, kicking out wildly.

Whirlwind eighteen legs, this is a powerful leg skill of the Chaos War Gate. Although it is eighteen legs, it is one leg after another, endlessly, and there is no end to it.

"Okay! Sure enough, he is one of the top ten young powerhouses. The silver-haired man's eyes were full of brilliance, a pair of iron fists, wide open and closed, and the majestic strength burst out, every time he punched, there was a tendency of landslides and ground cracks, and it was actually comparable to Xin Ye's battle.

At this time, in the grove on the shore, four people with silver hair had already surrounded Song Jingtian and a beautiful woman of twenty-five or six years old who came to meet them.

The woman had long hair and a shawl, and was wearing a purple tight-fitting suit, revealing her perfect curves. This woman is Xin Ye's younger sister, Zhang Jing. She was looking at the four silver-haired people who didn't know where they had suddenly appeared.

"Zhuo Fan, is that you?" Song Jingtian's gaze stopped on the face of a white-faced, thin, silver-haired middle-aged man, and his eyes were full of hatred.

The thin face of the white-faced middle-aged man showed a hint of a playful smile, "Yes, it's someone at the table, Gang Master Song, this time I see that you can still escape there." ”

was tricked by Song Jingtian once the night before, which made Zhuo Fan pounce, which made the former thief king very unhappy.

On this side, Song Jingtian and Ouyang Qianyu were intercepted by Zhuo Fan and Ye Feng and other four "dark dragon" masters in the grove on the shore of the West Island. However, the three innate powerhouses who left the island before are fighting on the surface of Taihu Lake, which is more than ten miles away from the island.

"Frozen World!"

A loud cry sounded on the surface of the lake like rolling thunder, and the terrifying sound waves shook the water droplets on the lake and jumped several feet high. Above the lake, a tall figure shrouded in white air swept up a white space with a diameter of ten zhang, and was under the cover of the two figures who were fighting fiercely below.

It was a world of ice and snow, with crystal ice cubes and fluttering snowflakes. The vast cold air diffused from the ice and snow space and spread to the nearby space, and a thick layer of ice formed on the surface of the lake in an instant.

The tangible and intangible things in heaven and earth seem to be frozen. The faint figure in the ice and snow space emitted terrifying fluctuations that made everyone's hearts palpitate.

"Canopy!"

A burst of bright light erupted on the surface of the lake, and the vitality fluctuations erupted like a mountain and a sea, and the ice on the lake was suddenly shattered by this force. A turquoise figure was repelled by a purple glow. The purple figure stood on the surface of the lake, facing the enveloping ice and snow space, awe-inspiring.

The mysterious man with purple gas stood on the surface of the lake, exuding a majestic momentum from top to bottom, and the posture of a generation of strong men who looked at the world was fully revealed!

This person is none other than Nangong Chu.

Nangong Chu raised his head, and two materialized purple gold rays came out from his eyes, half a meter long. His long black hair danced wildly, and he was like a demon god.

"Innate realm?" Looking at the ice and snow world under the rapid cover of his head, Nangong Chu's pupils contracted for a while.