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Leng Rui followed the brute hammer towards the tent, along the way, Leng Rui could occasionally encounter a team of ghost soldiers walking past him, Leng Rui felt some strange feelings rise in his heart, but all this really happened. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Seeing that Leng Rui was silent along the way, Barbarian Hammer thought that he was nervous because he wanted to see the marshal?

In less than a moment, the two of them arrived outside the tent, and the Brute Hammer led Leng Rui directly in, obviously having been instructed a long time ago, Leng Rui followed behind the Brute Hammer and walked in.

"Marshal, Brother Leng has arrived. ”

As soon as the hammer reported, he withdrew from the camp despite Leng Rui's obstruction.

The brute hammer walked out, and only Leng Rui and the Yin Soul Marshal were left in the wide tent, Leng Rui glanced at the marshal curiously, and saw that the Yin Soul Marshal was tall, and Leng Rui could only reach his shoulder when he stood beside him.

Leng Rui was looking at the Yin Soul Marshal, and he was not looking at Leng Rui, and the Yin Soul Marshal suddenly said, "Your name is Leng Rui, are you a disciple of the Sword Sect?"

Leng Rui was shocked in his heart, it was the first time he heard the name Sword Gate from the mouth of a Yin Soul, Leng Rui suddenly became cautious, although he had not yet felt hostility on the other party's body, but the masters of the Sword Gate in the past generations had to enter the Sword Heart Yuan to experience and kill the Yin Soul, and the two sides could almost be called a feud.

As if sensing the vigilance in Leng Rui's heart, the Yin Soul Marshal said: "Don't be nervous, I have no hostility towards you, I called you here just to let you see something." ”

Leng Rui was curious, and saw that with a wave of the Yin Soul Marshal's left hand, a picture appeared in front of Leng Rui, Leng Rui fell, and saw that the picture slowly changed, it was the picture when the demon Tao attacked the Sword Gate that day.

The Yin Soul Marshal kept an eye on Leng Rui until he saw a violent and cold murderous aura rising from Leng Rui's body, he nodded secretly.

Leng Rui finished watching the whole picture without saying a word, until the disciples of the Sword Gate left, and saw Master Qingyue looking for him all over the mountain, but finally couldn't find it and left.

Leng Rui's eyes stared at the Yin Soul Marshal with blood-red eyes, murderous, and said word by word: "You, to, bottom, is, what, what, people?"

The Yin Soul Marshal didn't care about the cold and sharp attitude at all, and said, "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is what you plan to do now?"

Leng Rui took a deep breath, his murderous aura was slightly restrained, he was right, what he should do now is to leave this ghost place, and then he can find Shizun and them in order to take revenge.

But how the hell are you going to get out of this damn place?

The Yin Soul Marshal seemed to see Leng Rui's thoughts in his heart, and said, "I can send you out, but you have to promise me three things." ”

Leng Rui nodded without hesitation and said, "As long as it doesn't violate benevolence and morality, I promise you." ”

The Yin Soul Marshal was surprised by his cold and refreshing attitude, and said, "Okay, deal, the first thing, I want to tie the dragon rope." ”

Dragon's Rope!

Leng Rui knew that it was that Motao's thing, and Leng Rui said without hesitation: "Okay, but I need time." ”

The Yin Soul Marshal nodded and said, "Okay, I'll send you out now." ”

Leng Rui only felt that he was wrapped in a black mist and rose up, but soon, the black mist around him dissipated, and he had already arrived at the Sword Pavilion from the Sword Heart Abyss.

There was a mess everywhere in the Sword Pavilion, and that picture appeared in Leng Rui's mind again, and the murderous aura in his heart couldn't help but want to radiate it, and suddenly, a burst of talking came from outside, Leng Rui was startled, and after a glance around, he hid behind a collapsed wall.

The voice of the voice was getting closer and closer, Leng Rui looked at the people from the gap, a group of three, Leng Rui only glanced at it, and knew that these people were not disciples of the Sword Sect, and soon, Leng Rui knew what they were doing.

"Big brother, let's go quickly, this is the Sword Gate, if they come back, we will die. The younger-looking man said apprehensively.

Syllable!

The man who became his eldest brother raised his hand and slapped him on the head, saying: "What are you afraid of, we are not the first to come here, besides, this is the Sword Gate, as long as we are lucky, as long as we are looking for a technique or magic weapon, we will send it." ”

The other man nodded and said, "That's it, Wang Lao Er, they found a sword technique here, otherwise, how could they be our opponents." ”

Leng Rui heard all these words word for word in his heart, and only felt that the words were like knives, has this door been reduced to this point?

Leng Rui walked out from behind the collapsed wall, didn't look at the three of them, and walked out, he was afraid that if he looked at the three of them more, he would not be able to help but kill the three of them.

The three of them couldn't help but be startled when they saw Leng Rui suddenly come out, but then, the three of them glanced at each other, and they all saw the heat in each other's eyes, and the man known as the eldest brother said in a low voice: "He must have found something, go on, kill him." ”

The other two men nodded, they were still a little afraid of the Sword Gate, but in their hearts, Leng Rui was just a casual cultivator looking for a treasure here, and they were not worried about offending any forces that they could not afford to offend because of this.

It is normal for the praying mantis to catch cicadas and yellow finches behind.

The three of them finished the glyph and surrounded Leng Rui in the middle, and said, "Boy, hand over the things, otherwise Lao Tzu will let you know why the flowers are so red?"

Leng Rui couldn't help but think of the brute hammer, although this person and the brute hammer both called themselves Lao Tzu, but the brute hammer exuded a straightforwardness, and the person in front of him was annoying, Leng Rui glanced at the three of them coldly, and the three of them only felt their scalps numb and their hearts were cold.

Leng Rui walked past them, and the three of them even forgot to stop Leng Rui and let Leng Rui walk past them.

The eldest brother at the head of the group had a fierce light in his eyes, an illusion, it must be an illusion, this kid in front of him is just a cultivation in the foundation refining period, kill him!!

When the other two saw the fierce light in the eldest brother's eyes, they instantly knew his intentions, and the three of them simultaneously drove the flying sword to attack Leng Rui.

The three of them were all cultivators in the refining and refining qi stage, and they didn't think that a mere kid in the foundation refining stage would be able to dodge the joint attack of the three of them.

The three of them had just stabbed Leng Rui with their flying swords, and before they had time to be happy, they saw a little cold light appear in their eyes, and then a hot liquid sprayed out from their throats.

The three flying swords lost control and landed on the ground with a clatter.

The eldest brother clutched his throat and made a uh-uh-uh-uh sound, slumping on the ground motionless.

It was not until their deaths that the three of them realized that they had offended a person they could not afford to offend.

Killing three people, Leng Rui felt that the surging murderous aura in his heart also subsided, he looked at the corpses of the three people for a while, and suddenly saw him touch the corpses of the three people, and found three bags of gold and silver, Leng Rui glanced around, and then walked down the mountain.

Fengling City, Guanzhi Zhibei, there are layers across the river, majestic and lonely, holding Heyang alone, the wind tomb of the world, also known as the wind tomb pile, the legend is that it is named because of the tomb after the wind, and it is said that there is the tomb of Nuwa in this place.

The tomb of Nuwa is not nonsense, the Chinese calendar Tianbao eleven years in June, the tomb of Nuwa because of heavy rain and obscurity, lost its location, to the second year of the Qianyuan Dynasty in June B night, the people near the river heard the wind and thunder, dawned to see its tomb out, there are huge stones under it, there are double willows on it, each is more than a long zhang, the time number is the wind mausoleum pile.

I don't see the pile of Fengling high and abrupt, and I didn't go into the river to find a comeback, and the world turned back and forth for many days.

Nuwa is an ancient giant god, her mausoleum is so precious, I don't know how many people in the cultivation world expect to find Nuwa's mausoleum and get Nuwa's inheritance, and the number of people who come to hunt for treasures every day is countless, and Fengling City is also prosperous because of this.

A group of seven people came to the outside of Fengling City, seven people and one sword, one of the swords stood a man and a woman, seven people did not shy away from it, and fell straight at the gate of Fengling City, if it was elsewhere, I was afraid that others would have shouted immortals, but it could not cause a sensation here, because there were many cultivators here, and even ordinary mortals had already seen too much of Edgeworth flying.

"It's finally here. ”

Huang Cheng said everyone's hearts in one sentence, and finally arrived, and even the man who shared the sword with others looked up at the ancient city gate.

Huang Cheng glanced at the man, his eyes showed a little disgust, the man was indifferent and silent, and rarely talked to people, so until now, he only knew that the man's surname was Leng Mingrui, and he only had the cultivation of the foundation refining period.

"Build a foundation and refine your own cultivation. Huang Cheng sneered with disdain in his heart, the cultivation of the foundation refining stage in today's cultivation realm was only the weakest existence, "I really don't understand, why did the junior sister bring him?"

Huang Cheng thought in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it, he was still very in awe of his very talented junior sister, of course, he also had a lot of admiration, and naturally he was very disgusted with Leng Rui, who looked at his junior sister differently.

The taciturn young man is Leng Rui, after Leng Rui came down from Sword Mountain, he wandered around, met Huang Cheng and his party by coincidence, and came to Fengling City together.

Leng Rui raised his head and glanced at the three big characters above the city gate, Fengling City, Leng Rui also saw the soldiers stationed above Fengling City, but Leng Rui's eyes did not stop at them, compared to the Yin Soul Army in the Sword Heart Abyss, the soldiers here are like chickens and dogs, Leng Rui is confident, and he can find a hundred flaws in their bodies and put them to death.

"Senior brothers, let's go into the city. ”

Although Ling Yin was in a consultative tone, no one objected, except for Leng Rui and Huang Cheng, the other four were said to be Ling Yin's senior brothers, but they were actually sent by her sect to protect her and Huang Cheng.

Leng Rui naturally has no opinion.

The seven of them walked towards the Fengling City, and at this time, they only heard the wind whistling behind them, and the seven of them hurriedly hid to the side, only to see a woman riding a dragon horse covered in dragon scales and rushing in from them.

Huang Cheng dodged a little slower, and was almost hit by Ryoma, he was furious in his heart and was about to sacrifice the flying sword, but was stopped by the quick-eyed Lingyin, Lingyin shook his head, Huang Cheng glanced fiercely in the direction where Ryoma disappeared, and spat out.

Leng Rui raised his head and glanced at the soldiers on the city gate, then withdrew his gaze, and from the eyes of these motionless soldiers, it could be seen that this woman riding a dragon horse must be a figure they could not afford to offend.

After experiencing this turmoil, except for Huang Cheng's angry face, everyone else walked towards Fengling City as if nothing happened, and a few people went straight to an inn, there were already people waiting outside the inn, and when they saw Huang Cheng and his party, the person immediately greeted him, and said with a smile: "Disciple Chen Sheng has seen the young masters, uncles, and uncles. ”

Huang Cheng snorted coldly and was not in a good mood, and Ling Yin smiled: "Senior nephew Chen, you have a heart, let's go in and talk about it." ”

Chen Sheng said with a smile: "The disciple has already prepared the upper room, young masters, uncles and uncles, please." ”

A few people walked up to the room on the third floor of the inn, Chen Sheng picked up the teapot and poured tea, and said, "Since I heard that you are coming, the disciple has vacated the entire third floor, and it is quieter. ”

Ling Yin said approvingly: "Senior nephew Chen, you are really a business wizard, no wonder your master will value you so much, and specially asked me to bring you the Aoki Sword Duel." ”

Chen Sheng shook his hand when he lifted the teapot, and looked at Ling Yin in surprise, Aoki's sword technique is said to have been created by Aoki Zhenren, and the five elements of swordsmanship belong to wood, which is extremely compatible with the mental method he has cultivated.

Ling Yin looked at Chen Sheng's appearance, and he was not verbose, and directly handed him a jade slip, and Chen Sheng carefully put it away.

Huang Cheng, who had been looking unkind on the side, suddenly said: "Chen Sheng, let me ask you, today we met a woman riding a dragon scale horse at the city gate, who is she?"

Chen Sheng's face changed slightly, and he said: "Young Master, is the woman you are talking about about eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a Yanluo purple skirt and holding a moon-blue long sword, and there is a wind word on the ass of the dragon scale horse?"

Huang Cheng opened his mouth, a little annoyed and angry, he remembered it so clearly, and said, "I asked you who you are, you talk a lot." ”

Ling Yin nodded to Chen Sheng and said, "Yes, she is indeed what you said, who is she?"

Chen Sheng said cautiously: "I don't know if you have heard of the King of Fengling?"

A senior brother of Lingyin next to him exclaimed: "Fengling City Lord Feng Jiang !!"

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