"Who are you who have a grudge against me?" asked Lang Yu as he took a step back.

But the man did not speak. Another punch came to Lang Yu, there was no move, but the speed surprised Lang Yu very much, I was afraid that it would not be inferior to his "eight steps to catch the cicada". Lang Yu turned to the side again, and as soon as he raised his head, his fist came to the door again. had to raise his arm to block it, and the "bang" really hit it, so that Langyu's fist was heavy on his chest. "Wow, wow" took two steps back.

"Young Master!" Qingyu exclaimed, raising his hand to condense his Xuan Qi, the young man just glanced back at her, and still kept hitting the third punch under his feet.

Lang Yu is furious, boy, I don't have time to compare with you here. By taking a step back, the punch was empty as soon as the body turned, and then one hand was on the ground, squatting and raising his legs, and the scorpion hook was like a kick. This is one of the forms of Hongquan he has practiced, and let him use it here today. This kick was too fast, and it slammed firmly into the back of the young man in black, and the young man strode forward a few steps forward, and a wall on his left hand did not fall. To be honest, he's never seen this kind of play. He turned around and gasped for a few breaths, but his eyes still couldn't see any expression, and he was neither shocked nor angry.

Lang Yu looked at his eyes, closed his eyes for a moment, and then quickly opened them. The three punches just now were just a move in the blink of an eye, and even Qingyu's Xuan Qi had not yet taken shape.

Langyu has been passive. The young man didn't get anything cheap four times, and he began to raise his breath with both hands. Lang Yu moved, he had to be dealt with as soon as possible, and he realized that he was angry, in fact, Lang Yu's Xuan Qi had been carried in his body, but there was no sign of it outside. Stepping on the seven stars, a string of afterimages crossed, and the young man just looked up in surprise and Lang Yu arrived.

The veil was torn off with a "bang", and Lang Yu turned around and jumped to the same place. The young man in black subconsciously covered his neck.

"Go left!" Qingyu took a big breath and took two steps closer to Lang Yu.

"Sure enough, it's you. "Langyu is not surprised. He had already guessed from that look.

The "poof" picture is poor, and the left line does not answer, this kid seems to be a mute. A short knife suddenly appeared in his right hand. Bent like a bull's horn, wrapped in a faint green gas.

Gold, wood, wind attributes, third-order fighters are almost complete. Langyu remembers his test results. But it is impossible to stop himself with his grade, he wants to take Qingyu away with him. At the same time, I glanced at the street, but there was still no one. But the absence of talent is abnormal.

Lang Yu pulled Qingyu and retreated towards the Juxian Building of the ancient clan.

The left-hand side of the line followed the two of them. This kid seems to have terrible hair growing from nature, and the more Qingyu looks at it, the cooler it becomes. Lang Yu knew that it was murderous.

"Young master, you go quickly. I'm here to stop him. Qingyu's voice trembled a little, but this was her duty, maybe there was something else.

As if he hadn't heard, Lang Yu still retreated step by step.

The left line finally moved, floating silently like a cheetah, and quickly enlarged in Langyu's eyes. This is the speed of the wind infused with Xuan Qi. The dagger in his right hand was like a cyan flame, drawing a bright line through the air. He did his best, he didn't dare to underestimate Lang Yu anymore.

The cyan flames were everywhere, and the green jade aura burst like a soap bubble, and the dead eyes were fixed on Lang Yu's throat. The third-order fighter Lang Yu didn't want to touch his edge. Just as he was about to dodge, Qingyu also pushed him at the same time. The scimitar grazed the hem of his garment.

"Young Master, let's go. ”

"Poof" stabbed into Qingyu's left shoulder accurately. And pushed Qingyu directly against the wall.

"Qingyu!" Lang Yu shouted, and rushed over. Xindao, how can this stupid girl recognize that she can't dodge. However, the next moment made Langyu desperate.

"Snort" left row with an elegant turn. Lift the belt with your right hand. A bloody arrow erupted.

"Come ......" Qingyu could only say one word, and the blood foam filled her mouth. Between the petite lips, the word "go" is still maintained.

The short knife drawn from under his left shoulder gently slashed Qingyu's delicate neck.

"Poof. Burst. The jade fingers pressed against her throat, but she couldn't stop the blood gushing between her fingers. Like a blooming rose blooming in front of Langyu's eyes.

"Bang!" Lang Yu was dumbfounded, and his rushing figure was blown away by a blow, hitting the wall like a shrimp. His eyes were still staring at Qingyu opposite, and he felt dumb that he couldn't even shout a word.

Perhaps in the eyes of some people in this world, Qingyu is an ant, which may be trampled to death at any time. But in Langyu's heart, she is an equal person to herself, a friend, and a partner, and she also occupies an irreplaceable position in her heart. She's just weak and not humble.

The once bright eyes gradually lost the luster of life, and in that last gaze, there was no unwillingness, no resentment, only a deep attachment to life.

- Closed quietly.

The jade waist bent down weakly, the green silk fell, the skirt was low, and a wisp of incense swayed for nine nights.

The delicate lotus arm fell silently,

Be born......

Gently put the head on the pillow. Only a weak figure on the blood-soaked powder wall remained.

"Ding!" seemed to have something stirring his heart or stinging his dantian.

"Ahh

"Bang!" another punch. Lang Yu flew out against the wall, and the left side didn't seem to want to kill him right away. He can't enjoy it, this kid is very beaten. grabbed a step, and punched again, a punch with Xuan Qi, rushing towards Lang Yu's head that stood up leisurely. He seemed to see the next moment, his head collapsed and his bones collapsed, and blood splattered. A cruel smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

However, Lang Yu turned around, and this fool who was beaten to a mess would finally hide. And he dodged so that the left line didn't notice how he turned around, and his fist passed through his shoulder.

Langyu can't fight, let alone kill, and he has never seen killing people so easily and calmly. But he will learn.

The probe grabbed the arm in front of him, and his left hand only circled and pressed.

"Click!" "Ahh After a soft bone breaking sound, he also screamed miserably. The scream was not stopped, and there was another blow on the lower abdomen, which went straight to the throat and eyes. The "poof" person flew backwards.

"Poof!" Zuo Xing couldn't hold back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. It turns out that blood is not only available to Qingyu and Langyu.

After an elbow, Lang Yu floated up to follow. Zuo Xing was horrified to find that he was not as fast as Langyu.

Langyu's eyes turned red. It was really red, covered with bloodshot that was about to burst, accompanied by bright red blood stains on the corners of the mouth. In the eyes of the left line, it is no less than the bloodthirsty wind and flame wolf just now.

At the moment of volleying, just as Zuo Xing wanted to reach out and grab something hard, he saw that behind Lang Yu, another fist rolled up.

I pressed my arm, hit my lower abdomen, and then ...... Left Line can't imagine where this punch came from.

It's too fast.

"Bang! cluck!" punched the jaw, which was seen by the left side, and then the world in front of him turned upside down. "Flutter" fell to the ground on his back.

"Ahem!ahem!" I don't know where it hurts. The left row retracted his left elbow and rested on the ground, barely trying to raise his head. The next moment, one knee slammed into the sternum, and another fist that made him damn it down like a meteor.

He heard the "gurgling" of the joints, as if there was a cracking of his own throat. The head of the left row is weakly put on the ground, and the murderer will always kill him. It's just that this moment came too quickly, and the left line forgot that he was defeated in a few breaths.

At the last moment, he asked himself, what kind of monster am I fighting against!

Lang Yu will not kill anyone, and at this moment he just wants the person in front of him to disappear and disappear into this world.

There was a soft sound of "boom", and Lang Yu didn't pay attention to it, but the fist that fell on the tip of the left nose couldn't be smashed.

A dark green vine rope hooked on Lang Yu's wrist.

"Pretty good! This is the real physical cultivation!" someone behind him praised.

Lang Yu threw his fist again, and was blocked in the air again, and the other end of the vine rope seemed to be wrapped around a thousand catties of boulder.

"Little one, hehe, you've been selected. Another old man's voice laughed. "Take it away right away!"

Lang Yu hit a few spirits in a row, and then he was wooden, and the vine rope shook and wrapped him tightly, and he was picked up and clamped under his armpit, and he didn't see who shot it from beginning to end. Only when passing by the pool of blood, he reluctantly glanced at the green jade sleeping under the corner of the wall, and passed out.

Quiet returned to the streets. Qingyu lay quietly in a pool of cold blood, and it was impossible for her to return to the ancient clan. The pale green dress was dyed bright red, like a bride's gown. The scattered long placket revealed a corner of goose yellow, which was the spirit stone bag that Lang Yu had just given her, and she hadn't had time to appreciate it yet.

Left Line slowly opened his eyes, still without any color. For a moment, he wanted to get up, but a huge pain made him twitch the corners of his mouth.

A dark green pill fell on his hand, and he turned his head to look up, and an old man in black looked down at him.

"Rubbish!" the voice was cold and without a hint of pity.

Zuo Xing raised his hand and swallowed the pill into his mouth, then struggled to stand up, without speaking, and walked forward step by step.

Soon after, a fire ignited in that street, which was extinguished in the blink of an eye. It's over.

Fire is a good thing, it gives birth to all things and destroys all things. Therefore, as cultivators, most of them will master a little bit of fire control.

There is a mysterious valley in the western suburbs of Jingyang Town, which is full of black stones, and there is no grass, birds and beasts. The monks had to stop outside the valley, not only because they were heavily guarded, but because they were devoid of any mystery when they took a step here. If a cultivator has no Xuan Qi, who dares to take risks, he regards it as a forbidden place.

is such a forbidden place, but Jingyang Town has been stationed with heavy troops to guard it, and no one knows the hidden situation.

Outside the mouth of the valley are rows of caves. After the cave became wider and wider, a square was formed. The entire valley is in the shape of a gourd. More than 20 soldiers were guarding the mouth of the gourd, standing or walking and watching the surroundings. Except for some of the main figures of the big family, almost no one knew that there was also a powerful warrior here, the Five Commanders.

At this time, four or five feet behind these soldiers, there were five people sitting quietly, all dressed in green clothes, the oldest of whom had gray hair, and the youngest of whom was in his forties. The five people occupy the five directions, closing their eyes and pranayama.

In the middle of the five people is a stone platform, also a black stone, it is precisely a pentagon, the pentagonal shape is not a solid but hollow, and the five sides are raised and the ground is a few feet high. Each boulder is incomplete, and the corners and corners are often mutilated. Leaning on the side of an old man with a crane skin is the most serious, breaking about a third. In addition, there are many fractures in the five square boulders, as if they were put together according to the shape. The boulder is not flat, but carved with grooves. The long and short ones seem to be arranged together according to some pattern.

What is this? There's an antiquity and a mystery.