The soul hook envoy on the other side was also looking at Ouyang Longyan without blinking with a pair of gloomy eyes at this moment.

But seeing that the soft sword Ouyang Longyan was holding in his hand was in front of Feng Qingzi, his hand couldn't stab.

He couldn't kill the old man in front of him.

With a peaceful smile on his face, the old man looked at Ouyang Longyan and muttered, "Kill me......"

Ouyang Longyan's hand trembled, and even the soft sword in his hand trembled slightly...... But he couldn't stab it.

Although no one knew why Ouyang Longyan, who had always been cold-blooded and ruthless, did not come out of this sword again...... But it can be seen from this that Ouyang Longyan is a person after all, and he still has a little bit of affection after all.

Seeing that the situation had become weird, the drunkard and the soul hook made them all feel the changes in Ouyang Longyan at this moment.

At such a moment, all of a sudden I heard a thud!

The soft sword pierced the old man's chest at once......

No!

It was not Ouyang Longyan's sword that was stabbed, but that Feng Lao himself hit Ouyang Longyan's sword body with his body, and when Feng Lao suddenly hit the tip of the sword with his body, Ouyang Longyan was stunned.

Why did Feng Qingzi do this? Could it be that he already knew that he would definitely die today?

Yes!

Feng Lao really knew that the reason why he did this was just to let Ouyang Longyan have a good step.

But it was said that after the wind elder hit the soft sword with his body all of a sudden, his face became serene, and he was still smiling...... It seemed that he was very happy to die under Ouyang Longyan's sword like this......

At the same time, his mouth slowly came to Ouyang Longyan's ear, and he spit out a few words with difficulty...... After spitting out these words, Feng Lao's head tilted for a moment.

He's dead!

Kiyoko Kazeko is dead.

Feng Qingzi, who was once the master of Kunlun Xuanmen, died at this moment.

Facing Ouyang Longyan who died in his arms, his body stood there, motionless, no one could see the expression on his face clearly, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart at the moment.

I saw him pull out the sword inserted in that Feng Qingzi's body with a whoosh!

Feng Lao's body also fell to the ground with a thud after he pulled out the soft sword.

The wind is blowing...... The sword is shaking...... but man is dead.

The soft sword entered the scabbard with the sound of Feng Qingzi's blood warehouse, Ouyang Longyan turned around indifferently, did not say another word, and did not look at the corpse of the old man again.

After Feng Qingzi died, the drunkard and the soul seducer in front of him could be regarded as relieved.

Although the two of them didn't know why Ouyang Longyan would hesitate just now, the result was that Ouyang Longyan finally killed that Feng Qingzi.

"Search for the Heavenly Book Danjuan on this old thing. "I only listen to the gloomy words of the soul seducer.

After he finished speaking, the drunkard quickly searched for the dead Feng Qingzi.

After the search, it was a pity that the drunkard found nothing on Feng Qingzi.

At this moment, not only did he stand up depressedly and said to the soul envoy: "There is no Heavenly Book Danjuan. ”

Suddenly hearing the drunkard in front of him say this, the hook made a pair of eyes ugly, and those dark eyes were focused on the corpse of Feng Qingzi, and he muttered: "It seems that this old thing has been on guard for a long time." ”

The drunkard said on the side, "Does the Soul Envoy mean that the Heavenly Book Danjuan has probably been hidden by this old fellow, or has it been handed over to someone else?"

The soul charmer stood aside and did not speak, but thought in silence.

"Maybe......"

"Forget it, let's go! The ...... that "Heavenly Book Danjuan" can't run"

After speaking, the soul seducer in front of him and the drunkard figure flashed and quickly rushed towards the woods, like the wind.

And only Ouyang Longyan stood there at this moment, his face was still so indifferent...... It's still as if there is no emotion at all!

But can he really be without a little emotion?

I saw him turn around slowly, his cold eyes trembled slightly after glancing at Feng Lao's corpse, and then turned around, and his body quickly disappeared into the woods in front of him.

And what about the corpse of the old wind, which was thrown here like this...... His blood had begun to slowly wither, and his face, which was as dead as ashes, had turned pale......

Who would have imagined that in this wilderness, the famous Kunlun Fenglao would die tragically in this ......

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"Sick ghost, are you kidding me? What do you say is wrong with the little boss...... How is it possible?"

In a room, Tang Xiaolong, who saw that his hands were still wrapped in bandages, suddenly screamed there.

There was deep disbelief in his eyes, looking at the sick scholar Chen Qiaozhi in front of him.

Tang Xiaolong was not in human shape because he was tortured by the Yuwen family, but now he could be considered to have recovered, but his arms were still wrapped in bandages, and his face was slightly sallow.

And Ah Qiu has basically recovered, and he is also standing aside-mindedly at the moment.

said that after the two of them got better, Chen Qiaozhi told Tang Xiaolong and Na Qiu in front of him all about what happened in the near time.

When he was shocked to hear that Li Tian's arm had become "wasted", how could Tang Xiaolong and Ah Qiu in front of him accept it?

After Tang Xiaolong asked in shock, Chen Qiaozhi in front of him sighed softly: "Hey! What I said is true." ”

Li Tian's arm...... Last time, I was deeply broken by Emperor Yuwen...... Although it seems to be restored now, I listen to the ghost servant and the Dugu heresy...... It seems that Li Tian can no longer use martial arts at present...... And I can't even bring up the important things anymore. ”

Hearing Chen Qiaozhi say this again, Tang Xiaolong's eyes suddenly became blood-red.

He muttered in disbelief and said, "Is this true? Is this true......?"

"Impossible! Impossible! The little boss's arm won't be wasted!" Tang Xiaolong suddenly said as if he couldn't accept this fact, and he roared loudly as if he was crazy.

The old monster in front of him hurriedly grabbed Tang Xiaolong: "You kid, calm down." ”

"Li Tian was only injured in two arms...... It's not dead, why are you so sad?" said Ge Laowei there.

Tang Xiaolong raised his blood-red eyes and glared at Old Monster Ge: "You old monster of death...... If the little boss's arm really turns into a waste, wouldn't it be even worse than killing him?"

Listening to Tang Xiaolong's roar, the old monster frowned and thought about it, in fact, Tang Xiaolong was right.

If a person like them who practices martial arts really can't use two arms, wouldn't it be even more uncomfortable than killing them?