"Three Thousand Shadow Slash" is Xiao Sanqian's most mastery of self-creation, although it has borrowed a lot of shadow sect "Shadow Fist". Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info, but being able to create a sword technique to this point is also worthy of praise from others! At this moment, Hua Manxian is using the proud skill of Na Xiao Sanqian, "Three Thousand Shadow Slash!"

Zhuo Lingyun's originally sideways body saw that the flowers were full of strings and menacing, so he had to cheer up his spirits. Although the thieves are "rain and dew" on the martial arts of all sects. But it doesn't mean that each sect's tricks are clear, and these three thousand shadow slashes are one of them. The surroundings darkened in an instant, and Zhuo Lingyun felt trapped in the darkness. He shook his head vigorously and rubbed his eyes, and the darkness had just faded, and a cold light appeared in front of him. Zhuo Lingyun lowered his head to dodge the sword that attacked his eyes, and the tip of the sword passed through the tip of Zhuo Lingyun's nose. Zhuo Lingyun was about to fight back, but found that Hua Manxian was gone, and the sword that had just passed from the tip of his nose had disappeared. I was surprised, and suddenly there was a call for a sword behind me, and when I looked back, I saw four or five more long swords flying over, but Hua Manxian was not behind, and the four or five swords seemed to fly over by themselves.

"This is the Three Thousand Sword Slash?" Zhuo Lingyun secretly praised in his heart. Looking at the several long swords that were attacked, it was impossible to avoid them all, Zhuo Lingyun had to "flick his palm" to shoot down the long sword, the palm wind just touched the sword body Zhuo Lingyun frowned, "Hallucination?" Then what kind of sword is there, the palm wind hit the air.

In Xiao Lang's opinion, Zhuo Lingyun suddenly became weird, and the long sword attack was clearly stabbed at his waist, but he used his palm to defend his shoulder and chest respectively. Zhuo Lingyun was also very strange, how could this sword technique be so strange, how could it be broken? In Zhuo Lingyun's field of vision, there were no strings at all, there were five or six swords flying out of thin air, and the attack was pressing.

"Uh!" Zhuo Lingyun suddenly let out a cry of pain, and received a sword on his waist. Fortunately, Zhuo Lingyun knew that among the many long swords, only one was true, and the injury on his waist immediately knew that the others were fake, and he was busy ignoring the other swords and only resisting the sword on his waist. But it was still late, and the waist had been stabbed and bleeding nonstop. I can't wait for Zhuo Lingyun to come back to his senses, and the five swords attacked again, this time from the attack to the left and right feet, the left and right shoulders, and one pointed directly at the heart, anyone must defend which sword in the chest, but this time Zhuo Lingyun was cut out of his feet again.

"What's going on?!" Xiao Lang couldn't understand, couldn't Zhuo Lingyun see where the sword was?

Zhuo Lingyun was a little flustered with a pain in his feet, only to see that the five swords came together again, this time they all came up together, Zhuo Lingyun couldn't tell that he had to take eight steps under his feet and pull away ten meters away in one fell swoop.

Zhuo Lingyun half-squatted on the ground, and with a sword on his feet, the blood in his calf gushed out. Zhuo Lingyun hurriedly restrained the arteries to stop the bleeding. After doing this, the tattered body couldn't support it, and his hands couldn't help but support the ground, and the mud all over the ground suddenly stained his hands. His eyes suddenly turned black again, he shook his head and woke up his eyes, and the figure of Hua Manxian stood still in front of him, still holding an upside-down sword in his hand, "If you leave here, then this is the end of today!" Hua Manxian's voice was like a calm lake without any waves.

Although it was not clear what the relationship between the thief saint and the Xiao family was, Hua Manxian knew that Xiao Zilin did not want to see him. I always felt that something was wrong with the words left by the master, and I couldn't help but speak out to Zhuo Ling at this moment.

"Hahaha!" Zhuo Lingyun laughed, the laughter covered the sound of the rain, but it was not a desolate laughter, the laughter was arrogant, arrogant and incredible, "Obviously injured so badly...... it seems that Zhuo Lingyun already has seven or eight wounds on his body, in addition to the two swords that were stabbed by Xiao Zilin before, there are several bloody wounds, and the wounds are still oozing blood for a while.

Zhuo Lingyun's laughter finally stopped, no one had ever said anything like this to him, "You kid is crazy... Your master wouldn't dare talk to me like that. The next moment, the thief saint attacked regardless of the injury on his foot, Hua Manxian did not expect Zhuo Lingyun to be injured and be able to be so fast, his eyes flashed with surprise, but the sword in his hand did not slack off at all. Zhuo Lingyun's eight-step ecstasy trail just flashed to Hua Manxian's side and was about to make a palm, but in the blink of an eye, Hua Manxian disappeared again, and what appeared in place were five long swords, only to see that the five long swords were dancing together, dancing into an impenetrable sword encirclement. Zhuo Lingyun's palm suddenly stretched out directly into the sword fence with a slight hesitation, if ordinary people saw the sword fence dancing like this, where would they dare to reach into the sword fence with the sound of whirring wind, they were afraid that it would be too late to retreat. The corners of Zhuo Lingyun's mouth flickered, knowing that he had guessed correctly, this airtight sword circle did not cut off Zhuo Lingyun's palm, but instead let the palm wind drive in. With a "bang", Zhuo Lingyun only knew that his palm hit the long sword in front of him, but there was no shadow of Hua Manxian in his field of vision, and Zhuo Lingyun was not in a hurry. Suddenly, he withdrew his palms and stepped away.

Hua Manxian's eyes flashed with surprise, "I didn't expect that the thief saint would see the clues of the three thousand shadow slashes in this time, if he doesn't solve it quickly, when he sees through it all, then his chances of winning will be slim." "Three thousand swords slashed and attacked again.

Zhuo Lingyun's eyes saw five long swords attacking together, blocking all his retreats, only to see that Zhuo Lingyun's palm suddenly made a loud noise, and if he looked closely, the nearby raindrops were adsorbed on his palms, and the palms of those hands turned into a pair of water palms at this moment, and the water droplets gathered into a round ball in Zhuo Lingyun's hands in a blink of an eye. Suddenly, the sound of rain and swords were overshadowed by the whirring wind on this palm, this is the first chapter of Zhuo Lingyun's three palms after Ling Feng's sweeping palm, and it is also the only one of Ling Feng's palms, although this palm is ranked in the front of the last three palms, it does not mean that her power is weaker than that of the back two palms, but Zhuo Lingyun is used to using her dark energy. This powerful palm technique did not conform to the flexible and changeable style of his Ling Feng palm, and this move was just a palm, so it was not to hurt people with dark energy, Zhuo Lingyun's majestic internal force handle made a sound of water balloons, and the five long swords that were full of strings arrived in a blink of an eye, but Zhuo Lingyun didn't look at the other swords, only aimed at one of them, and greeted it with one palm.

"How do you know ....." Hua Manxian didn't have time to continue, only to see the long sword and the water ball in Zhuo Lingyun's hand collide together, and suddenly the water droplets splashed on Hua Manxian's face, and the water droplets still carried the warmth of Zhuo Lingyun's internal force, and he only felt a strong force in his hand, which was completely different from the tricky and difficult internal force before. I only heard a "snap" sound, and the sword of Hua Manxian actually broke from it, although the water droplets in the sky flew up and down like a fountain, and the tip of the broken sword flew out, and a fierce internal force hit Hua Manxian's chest, and this palm directly repelled him more than ten meters away, pulling out a long trace on the mud ground full of small puddles.

Xiao Zilin was startled, her husband, who was still the upper hand just now, fell in a blink of an eye, and with the confrontation of the sword, the broken sword was held by Zhuo Lingyun at his fingertips, and the next moment Zhuo Lingyun moved again, and the speed made Xiao Zilin's eyes flash with surprise. "Be careful!" she shouted, and the whole person pounced in front of Hua Manxian. Before Hua Manxian could get up, he saw a familiar move. Which trick even the current self doesn't dare to say that he is skillful in use. I saw that the broken sword on Zhuo Lingyun's fingertips reflected the bright light, like a straight line drawn in an instant, and the first line of heaven was named after this. All those who fell for this trick only felt that a narrow light appeared in front of them, like a glimmer of sky. But at this moment, Xiao Zilin actually stood in front of her, and Hua Manxian, who was already panicked, felt as if she had been stabbed in her heart at this moment. "Don't .....," he said before he had time to say anything else.

Zhuo Lingyun was unexpected, a face similar to "her" suddenly appeared in front of him, and at this moment, a desolation surged up again: "I have already killed her, is it possible that even her sister will be killed by me?"

But there is no reason to stop the "first line of sky", a bright light flashed, Zhuo Lingyun had stopped behind Hua Manxian, and with a "snap", the broken sword in Zhuo Lingyun's hand fell to the ground, she turned her back to everyone, and her broken body was even more depressed. "Let's go. Blood was dripping from the old man's hanging right hand, and if you looked closely, the whole arm was already dyed red. The old man didn't care, he slowly walked to where to sit in front of the small grave, looking at the "tombstone" that had been air-dried. Silent tears flowed again.

"Don't think I'll forgive you!" Xiao Zilin's voice came, the "silver lining" just now did not hurt her after all, and the price was Zhuo Lingyun's bloody arm. At this moment, Hua Manxian finally stood up, and he said to Zhuo Lingyun's desolate back: "The thief saint really lives up to his reputation, and today I lost." "Losing is losing, and if you can afford to put it down, you are a good man." But since ancient times, how many people just can't afford to put it down, and the same is true of Hua Manxian, he continued: "In time, I will definitely defeat you!" For the matter of defeat, few people can let go, Xiao Sanqian is like this, Mingtian and Wanqiu Mountain are also like this, and Hua Manxian is the same.

Zhuo Lingyun didn't speak, it didn't seem to be a happy thing for him to win, he just looked at the tomb quietly, Xiao Zilin slowly left with Hua Manxian, this muddy ground made Xiao Zilin a little irritable, looking at Zhuo Lingyun's desolate back with all kinds of hatred but three points of sympathy, and a little more emotional, what a magnificent and chic scene when he first saw him compete with his father, a pride of what the world is with me, looking at this thin back but speechless at the moment, no matter how you look at it, Xiao Zilin doesn't want to admit that this gray-haired old man is his brother-in-law。 But she still left with Hua Manxian, and it was another thing not to forgive him, but in any case, my sister was dead, dead for eighteen years.

Xiao Lang's eyes were a little blurry, and he didn't know whether it was tears or rain that covered his vision, and with the departure of Xiao Zilin and his wife, there were only two people left in the downpour.

"You're so bad..."Xiao Lang couldn't help but complain, "Bad like a bastard." Did you know that she died here until today?" Xiao Lang snorted coldly, laughing sarcastically, but as if he was laughing at himself.

Zhuo Lingyun stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the so-called "tombstone", but he was afraid that he would disturb "her", afraid that he was not qualified, and even felt pain when he thought of her figure. At last his trembling legs fell to his knees, and he did not move for a long time.

Xiao Lang slowly walked to his side, pointed to a small tomb next to him and said, "She asked me to bury her here, her name is Xiao Qinxiang." ”

Zhuo Lingyun's godless eyes were once again full of surprise, the small tomb next to him that didn't even have a tombstone was actually their daughter. At this moment, Zhuo Lingyun just wanted to lie down and bury here and never get up again.

"Do you know this?" Xiao Lang suddenly threw a piece of jade pendant beside Zhuo Lingyun, Zhuo Lingyun recognized it just by looking at it, and the red bloodshot flaw under the rain appeared in front of his eyes. Zhuo Lingyun suddenly roared to the sky, and countless sorrowful screams rushed out with the whistling, and for a while, the birds and finches on the branches next to him who were sheltering from the rain were frightened away.

Just as this whistle sounded, a man in black appeared not far away, and he saw a long needle as black as ink in his hand, and he muttered: "I didn't expect that Hua Manxian couldn't even deal with him." At the moment when Zhuo Lingyun's howling stopped, the long needle came silently, and the sound of heavy rain hid the sound of the "throat sealing needle" breaking through the air.