Black Sword looked at the sharp blade in his chest, his eyes were full of consternation, as if he was in a dream, he was sure that Ah Ling's cultivation was far inferior to him, whether it was when he didn't do it, or when he did it, he felt like this, Ah Ling's cultivation was not much lower than him.

But now, Ah Ling's sword is firmly inserted in his chest, and he can't help but believe it.

The black sword suddenly remembered, in the short few moves just now, Ah Ling's swordsmanship was too terrifying, it didn't look like a mortal's swordsmanship at all, and the only little bit of cultivation supported it was an incomparably powerful attack power.

And he has a strong cultivation, coupled with a swordsmanship that is incomparably dull compared to A Linglai, it is like a starry sky, bright and beautiful without any meaning.

"What kind of swordsmanship do you use?" asked Ah Ling with difficulty.

"You don't deserve to know. ”

A cruel sneer appeared at the corner of Ah Ling's mouth, and as soon as the sword was pulled out, the black sword screamed "ah", the blood on his chest spurted wildly, and his body fell backwards.

Ah Ling's sword immediately stabbed out again, this sword will result in the life of the black sword, the white sword turned pale with fright, supported the ground with the sword, and blocked the black sword with a swing, A Ling's saber pierced into the white sword's chest.

"White mercy. ”

Both of them fell to the ground, the black sword shouted, hurriedly got up, hugged the white sword, both of them continued to shed blood, and there was already a pool of blood under their bodies.

With their cultivation, I'm afraid that when they took the Moon Shadow Sword, they never thought that this would be the result.

And Yang Dong, who also didn't expect this result, saw that Ah Ling made a move, and easily defeated the black and white double sword, Yang Dong felt that his brain was a little unable to turn, Ah Ling was the person with the lowest cultivation among the nine South Vietnamese swordsmen, and his swordsmanship was so terrifying, what kind of realm was that white beard? Even Wind Beard could not be as kind as he seemed on the surface.

The cultivation of these ten people far exceeded Yang Dong's expectations.

But what Yang Dong didn't expect was another thing, the sword technique used by Ah Ling turned out to be the fairy sword sword, what was going on? And Yang Dong could see that Ah Ling's fairy sword sword technique was much more powerful than his own fairy sword sword, and it had almost reached the realm of fairy sword swordsmanship of a man and a woman when he first watched the immortal dance sword.

The only difference is that Ah Ling has no divine sense, so she still uses her hand to resist the sword and her luck sword, and the two immortals, a man and a woman, are already fighting with their minds.

They use the Immortal Sword Technique, it is not difficult to understand why Ah Ling can exert such a strong combat power with such a low cultivation, the Immortal Sword Technique does not need much internal force support, Yang Dong can defeat more than 300 masters on Yumeng Mountain under the condition of serious injury, which can be seen.

Today, when dealing with those trap birds, Yang Dong could only choose to use the Immortal Sword Sword Technique, which consumed very little internal force, in order to separate the Yin and Yang techniques of the two systems of water and fire with internal force, which must have been seen by the Wind Beard.

They should have recognized the swordsmanship they used at that time, which was similar to theirs, right?

looked at Wind Beard on the side, and found that Wind Beard was also looking at him with a smile, which confirmed Yang Dong's guess, but more questions came out of Yang Dong's mind.

Ah Ling didn't have any room to make a move, looking at the black and white swords hugging each other, blood flowing all over the ground, and there was no sympathy, she stabbed when she raised her sword, and the black and white swords closed her eyes in despair.

At this moment, a bird's cry pierced the sky in the darkness, and the mournful sound was like a ghost crying wolf.

"Trap birds?"

"The trap bird is here again?"

Ah Ling's sword almost got out of his hand in fright, the black and white swords looked around blankly, and the swordsmen of the South Yue Sword Forest couldn't help but gather towards Yang Dong, in their opinion, the arrival of the trap bird, only Yang Dong could save them.

But the white-bearded and wind-bearded gradually sensed that something was wrong, and the bird's calls became more and more dense, denser and denser, in all directions, densely, and in the darkness it seemed that thousands of trap birds were gathering and approaching.

The Alchemy Forest was so dark and thick that even if a torch was lit, it wouldn't shine far, and the South Vietnamese swordsmen couldn't see how many trap birds came, and could only hear the click of the dense vibrating iron wings.

But Yang Dong could see that he activated the ghost eye, but when the scene in front of him came into view, Yang Dong really regretted why he had ghost eyes, like ocean waves, layer by layer of trap birds from four directions, like a collapsed city wall.

Yang Dong's scalp tingled when he saw it.

"Yang Shaoxia, it's all up to you. Ah Ling grabbed Yang Dong's sleeve and said.

"Look. Yang Dong opened Ah Ling's hand, and the Star Absorbing Dafa sucked up the Moon Shadow Sword that fell on the side, and his body rose into the air.

"Elder, he ran away. Ah Ling hurriedly shouted to the white beard.

"Don't you want to run and die?"

There are so many trap birds, even if the first golden swordsman of the South Yue Sword Forest comes, they have to be pecked into white bones by them. The white beard shouted, and also followed Yang Dong into the sky, Wind Beard, and other South Vietnamese swordsmen flew out one after another.

Yang Dong's Wind Resisting Technique, and the light skills of the Nanyue swordsmen were very good, and the speed was a little faster than that of the Trap Birds, and before thousands of Trap Birds surrounded them on all sides, eleven people rushed out of the whirlpool.

The trap bird quickly changed direction, rolling into the sky like a black wave, and the countless prohibitions above the alchemy forest had no effect in front of the trap bird, but it caused great interference to Yang Dong and the Nanyue swordsman, and before the eleven people had time to reach the top, the trap bird in one direction had already swooped down into the sky.

In desperation, the eleven had no choice but to change direction and fly out through the gap in the trap of the bird.

Yang Dong glanced down, only to see that it was dark below, like the clouds looking down from the window on an airplane, surging violently, the birdsong was deafening, and two faint and sharp screams penetrated out from under the black clouds.

It was a black and white double sword, and Yang Dong could imagine what kind of miserable situation they were at this moment.

This may be the inevitable fate of trying to break into the alchemy forest, and such a fate may soon befall you.

Since these trap birds are the messenger birds of the Xuanyuan Sword Gate, they naturally have a way to circumvent those prohibitions and formations, but they and these swordsmen in Nanyue cannot, not to mention their own stamina, it is impossible to compare to these birds.

If you run like this, there is only one dead end.

But stop, do you want to face those terrifying ghosts? Yang Dong felt that it was simply a fool's dream, he could deal with one trap bird, three trap birds, dozens of trap birds, and even hundreds of trap birds that had exhausted their internal strength.

But there are at least hundreds of thousands of trap birds here, and there are countless red dots mixed in them, how can they fight the enemy? Even if the Eastern Emperor comes, there is no physiology.

It is no wonder that the Yin Yang Sect, except for the first generation of the head of the sect and the later head of the Dharma Protector Elder, all of them who came to the Alchemy Forest have fallen. No wonder there are so many treasures in the Alchemy Forest, but except for the two fools with the black and white swords, no one covets them. (To be continued.) )