In the dark rain curtain, the figure that flashed red light was particularly dazzling.

Hu Feng, who was lazily curled up in his clothes, and Qian Youqian, who was sitting on the ground drinking, were shocked when they saw this scene, and their faces gradually became solemn.

Gou Jian relieved himself from his surprise, hurriedly stepped forward, and said excitedly: "Xiaomo, it's amazing! What is this?

Gou Jian stood beside Mo Tear, the icy cold rain fluttering on his body, and he couldn't extinguish the blazing temperature coming from next to him.

When Gou Jian saw the flame-like light on Mo Tear's body and the plain eyes that were as red as blood, he was not frightened, but even more excited: "How do you do it? I also want to learn, and you must teach me in the future." ”

Mo Tear stared indifferently at the petite woman not far away, and said calmly: "Old Sword, have you ever killed someone?"

Gou Jian was startled, looked at the little girl holding a strange big knife in the rain, and said with some hesitation: "The other party is still young, even if he does something wrong, he should be forgiven, so I should give the other party a chance." ”

Mo tear frowned and said, "It seems that you haven't killed anyone yet." You go, it's my business. ”

Gou Jian shook his head and said, "What are you talking about? Your business is my business." That little girl doesn't seem to be a good person, so I'll help you. ”

Mo Tear was extremely surprised, glanced at Gou Jian, and said: "I don't want to kill her, the person I want to kill is in that room, the three people over there are the helpers invited by that person, it seems that they are going to kill me tonight, you say, should I let that person go?"

Gou Jian's eyes jumped, and when he saw the two men under the eaves, his face gradually became heavy, and he said, "You want me to help you drag them down." No problem, leave it to me. ”

Ink Tears was taken aback again. How can there be such a simple person in the world? For the first time, he had the urge to kill, but his nature told him that it was wrong to do so, so he asked Gou Jian what he meant, but Gou Jian never killed anyone, but he wanted to help himself, maybe this is the will of heaven.

Mo Tear's eyes gradually became dim, and his blood-red pupils flashed with a terrifying fierce light, and he was instantly full of murderous awe, and said calmly: "Old Jian, this is my business, it has nothing to do with you, you better go quickly." ”

Gou Jian shook his head and refused, and said with a smile: "The three people opposite, you definitely can't do it alone, what can you do without me?" So this time, I will help you." ”

"Your decision could cost you your life. Would you still like to?"

"Of course, brother, it's just for trouble, if you don't trouble me, why am I embarrassed to trouble you in the future?"

Ink Tears grinned and didn't answer.

In the dark and dead night, a thunderbolt that was torn apart fell violently, cutting through the night, and briefly illuminating the surroundings behind Ink Tears and Gou Jian.

Lin Xiaomu was deeply stunned in place, and he could clearly feel that Mo Tear exuded a pure murderous aura.

As for the inexplicable flame light covering Mo Tear's body, it is obviously not the transformation of vitality, such a strange thing is really rare in the world, and it coincides with the legendary son of destruction ten thousand years ago.

She just wasn't hesitant to know what she could do.

Hu Feng, who has always been lazy, finally showed a little seriousness, and said calmly: "Old Qian, go and help the little junior sister, it seems that I have encountered a hard stubble tonight." ”

Qian Youqian got up, walked slowly into the rain, slowly clenched his fists, and a dazzling white light suddenly exploded on his fists, appearing and disappearing, extremely weird.

Xia Mobai felt the pure murderous aura of the ink tears, but he didn't dare to be distracted in the slightest, staring at the other party without squinting, the excitement and joy were gradually replaced by solemnity, and he said casually: "Senior Brother Qian, the person with the big sword on the other side has been handed over to me." ”

Qian Youqian nodded calmly and said, "Be careful, that person is very weird." ”

Xia Mobai nodded calmly.

The ink tears stepped into a thunderbolt, instantly turned into a firelight, rushed out, and quickly fell with a footstep, and at the same time with a clear roar, a sword was raised, drawing an awe-inspiring firelight, cutting through the rain curtain, shaking the dense raindrops around trembling, and then turned into wisps of green smoke, drifting away.

Xia Mobai's face was shocked, and his instinctive reaction was extremely fast, and with one move, the immortal knelt on the ground, his whole body hovered on the crescent-shaped broadsword, and his body hung upside down with a golden hook, pressing down.

With a bang, the swords collided, and a huge shock wave shook in all directions, and the closed doors and windows of the houses not far away shook violently, and the falling raindrops hovered in the air almost at the same time, and then flew out in all directions.

Xia Mobai thought that he would be able to block it, but the moment he made contact, he was shocked to find that the strength of his whole body could not suppress the sword of Mo Tear alone.

A moment later, she was picked into the air, flipped backwards in the air several times, landed smoothly, slammed the knife into the ground, and slid backwards for several feet before barely stopping, causing two pieces of rain to fly.

Xia Mobai didn't have time to think about it, he looked up suddenly, and saw that Mo Tear had already rushed forward, and Xia Mobai, who hated others ignoring him the most, stomped his feet, dragged a huge knife, and rushed up in the water, broke out of the two waterlines, and fluttered to both sides.

She was surprised to find that her speed couldn't catch up with the fiery figure.

At the same time, the battle between Qian Youqian and Gou Jian has begun.

Gou Jian's three thin swords rushed out in an instant, surrounding Qian Youqian, constantly attacking, and in an instant, it seemed that countless sword lights surrounded a circular prison, trapping Qian Youqian inside, and kept attacking.

Any drop of rain from the outside world is a hazy psychedelic that has been cut off before it seeps in.

Qian Youqian quickly waved his glittering fist, and the speed of the punch was extremely fast, and in an instant, it made people dazzled, as if it was surrounded by white fists and speeding sword lights, constantly colliding, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

Qian Youqian's eyes did not squint, his eyes were calm, and he looked coldly at the red-clothed young man not far away through countless sword lights, and exclaimed:

"At a young age, you can already be angry with the sword, and you can still achieve the realm of pure fire, you really deserve to see the word Lingxi, tell me, which sect are you from? Who is the master?"

Although Qian Youqian's tone was flat, he was already shocked in his heart.

I heard that the wizard of the Holy Sword Sect who has practiced swords since he was a child will take decades to become proficient, and as for the youngest Great Sword Saint Mo Sheng, he is also more than twenty years old before he has obtained the sword magic spirit, and he has a peerless evaluation, I don't know if this young man has been a sword since he was a child, and it has been ten years, or twenty years?

Gou Jian laughed and said arrogantly: "It's all my own blind exploration, there is no sect, no master." I have never met you, and I don't want to be enemies, as long as you don't stop my brother, it's not impossible for us to sit down and drink and talk. ”

Qian Youqian smiled coldly and said freely: "It's okay to drink, when your little brother dies, if you are still in the mood to drink with me, you must not get drunk and return." ”

Gou Jian's face gradually became heavy, the red shirt shook and rained, and his whole body turned into a sharp sword, rushing into the air, suddenly paused, his eyes were fierce and looked down, his hands pointed forward, and he snorted coldly, "Gather the sword." ”

Hearing the sound, the circular prison surrounded by countless sword lights, one by one, the sword lights gradually coincided, and finally slowly coincided, and the three thin swords were also grouped into one.

Above the sky, it condensed into an incomparably huge sword light, lighting up the sky and enveloping half of the small courtyard. As Gou Jian pulled his hands down, the giant sword that seemed to be able to split the earth suddenly fell, piercing the top of Qian Youqian's head.

Qian Youqian's body did not move, he was not afraid, and he struck upward with a punch extremely calmly, and the sword light, which was dozens of times greater than his entire body, fell with a bang.

The tip of the sword, which seemed to be able to penetrate everything, struck his white glittering fist, and stopped the trend of falling extremely strangely.

Qian Youqian's face was slightly hideous, his whole body was trembling, and he was about to crumble, and his raised arm was also pressed down. The cyan marble blocks under his feet instantly split apart, and the water droplets that gathered into a stream also vibrated in all directions, forming circles and circles.

Qian Youqian once again exerted his strength, and his whole body suddenly rose up. At this moment, it was as if a laser shot out of his fist, as if everything was still and everything returned to silence.

The sound of raindrops, the desolate cold wind, and even the sound of breathing seemed to disappear, only the huge sword light hovering over his fist instantly dissipated, turning into three thin swords that flew out at a rapid pace, plunging straight into the ground.

A moment later, Gou Jian was hit hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He fell to the ground and took a few steps back.

Lin Xiaomu stepped forward and lightly palmed Gou Jian's body that was about to fall to the ground.

Gou Jian glanced at Lin Xiaomu and smiled slightly to thank him.

Lin Xiaomu didn't have time to look at this side, and hurriedly looked at Mo Tear's almost flame-like body, burning in the rain, drawing a line of fire, about to rush under the eaves.

At this time, Hu Feng, who was drowsy, saw a firelight rushing towards him, and held the hilt of the sword unhurriedly, without drawing the sword, and directly threw out a sword.

Mo Tear was startled, swung his sword to block, and with a sonorous sound, the forward trend stopped in an instant, and he slid backwards several feet suddenly.

Xia Mobai's ghostly figure had already rushed up, suddenly stopped, and the knife was thrown horizontally, bringing up a crescent-shaped splash that floated in the air.

There was a chill behind the ink tears, and I was shocked. In this moment of life and death, if he didn't hide, he would definitely be cut in two.

Suddenly, Mo Tear's body was like a leaf, sticking to the back of Xia Mobai's knife, one heel, churning backwards, almost without a time interval, quickly stretched out a hand, grabbed Xia Mobai's long hair, and shook it hard, throwing Xia Mobai away.

Xia Mobai's scalp hurt, his body leaned back, and he roared in pain, he was already thrown in the air and rushed backwards at great speed.

Hu Feng was frightened, and flew out in an instant, about to hit the ink tears, his body turned, swooped down on the ground, avoided the ink tears, patted the ground gently, and his body took off.

Catching Xia Mobai, the huge impact force rushed forward with him, he hurriedly turned around and protected Xia Mobai in his arms, slammed into the wall, and fell to the ground.

Hu Feng smiled slightly, and hurriedly asked, "Little junior sister, are you okay?"

Xia Mobai nodded lightly and whispered, "It's okay." ”

Without the slightest pause, Mo Tear quickly rushed towards the room in front of him. When Qian Youqian saw it, he was shocked, his figure flashed, and he hurriedly blocked in front of the door, ready to punch.

Mo Tear swooped up, clenching his fists at the same time, and the Extremely Desolate Heavenly Fire on his body quickly gathered on his fists, burning and emitting endless light.

The two of them swung their fists at the same time, and their fists collided, and the huge aftermath shook in all directions.

The direction of the torrent in the courtyard was as if it were greatly frightened. Dodging around, the fists of the two sides touched each other, and immediately the sound of squeaky bone cracking could be heard, and for a while, it was difficult to distinguish between the upper and lower.

Mo Tear's body slowly moved to the right and took a small step, and suddenly his mind flickered, Qian Youqian was slightly happy in his heart, saw the opportunity, and exerted his force violently, and at the same time punched a punch, hitting Mo Tear's lower abdomen straight.

Before Ink Tears could let out a roar of pain, his throat actually made a pop sound, and blood spurted out of his mouth the moment his body rushed out, but there was a strange smile on his face.

After blinking, Mo Tear's body hit the stone pillar not far away, endured the great pain, and used all his strength to punch and smash on the stone pillar, causing the body to change direction instantly, smash the window, and fall into the house.

This was planned by Mo Tear for a moment, deliberately revealing a flaw to Qian Youqian, and then relying on the stone pillar not far away, he changed the direction of his body to fly, so that it was possible to rush into the house.

It was a bold decision, he didn't think about the consequences, he didn't know if he could withstand the other party's punch, and if he would be able to wake up after hitting the stone pillar?

But the only thing he knew was that he had to rush into the house and kill the only person he wanted to kill in his life.

He did, stumbling to his feet, and with a wave of his hand, the Extreme Desolate Heavenly Fire instantly burst out of his hand, turning the entire room into a sea of fire.

In fact, he didn't know: blood slid down his cheeks, covering half of his cheeks, and he only felt very heavy.

Mo Tear locked Tang Fengliu's trembling body squatting in the corner, dragging heavy steps, dragging the heavy sword in his hand, drawing a trace of fire on the ground, and walking forward step by step.

Quietly stopped in front of Tang Fengliu, looked down at him with his head down, held the heavy sword in both hands, raised it high, looked fierce, and swung the sword to slash down.

In Tang Fengliu's eyes, ink tears hovered in front of him like a demon, and the sharp sword glowing red gradually filled his two constricted pupils.

In the end, there was an extra line of blood in the center of the extremely frightened face, and in an instant, the face was forever filled with extreme fear.

The sword in Mo Tear's hand fell quietly, crying and roaring loudly, and suddenly, a blue figure grabbed him by the neck and threw him out of the endless sea of fire.

Ink tears flew towards the rain curtain, the huge house collapsed in an instant, and out of the sea of fire, a blue figure, murderous, cold eyes.

Mo Tear's face was facing the sky, the flames in his body gradually faded, and his blood-red pupils instantly returned to their original state.

Then he fell to the ground, mixed with the rain and slid out for several feet, lying quietly on the ground, the rain kept washing the blood on his face, he didn't care about all this, and immediately roared loudly and cried bitterly, laughing maniacally.

And that blue figure, this is the always lazy Hu Feng, as if he has changed a person, full of murderous aura, full of blood, and a fierce gaze is fixed on Mo Tear.

Hu Feng said coldly: "Mole ant, you could have died a little more happily, but you dared to hurt Mo'er, I want to make you regret it, and you are still alive." ”

The murderous Hu Feng slowly moved forward, and the huge rain and cold wind that were about to fall on him dodged one after another.

Lin Xiaomu has been watching quietly, and his mood is extremely complicated. She didn't know why Ink Tears was inexplicably nervous every time she was about to be hit.

She didn't know why it hurt so much when Ink Tears was hurt.

She didn't know why the ink tears lying in front of her now, every roar, every roar, would deeply attract her heart, and she couldn't extricate herself.

Lin Xiaomu's mind kept floating around with all the past he had experienced along the way.

It stands to reason that she is a genius of the Jingshe Immortal Sect, and Mo Tear is just a scoundrel.

Her brother is Lin Huarun, the general of the dynasty, and Mo Tear is just a Taoist priest who can't even afford clothes, they should not have intersected, let alone have any emotions.

But it turns out that Lin Xiaomu, who is bent on seeking Taoism, is emotional.