Seeing that Luo Wanzhou hadn't returned for so long, Orange Yan couldn't help but be a little worried, and climbed up the mountain again. At that time, An Lingliu was standing on the broken wall in white, as if the wind was about to blow him down, and the white clothes were also flying. From a distance, there was only a handsome side face, and when he got closer, he realized that he had his eyes closed, and he would fall down if he was not careful.

She didn't know who this person was, her natural noble aura made people stay away, and seeing that he had no thoughts of suicide, she said cautiously: "Why is Childe alone in this dangerous place?"

An Lingliu opened his eyes and saw a woman with bony eyes. "I'm just thinking about something, the girl is from this Songzhentang?"

Cheng Yan shook her head again and again, "How could I be a member of Songzhentang." Just about to say the purpose, he cautiously shut up, "Childe is a disciple of Songzhentang?"

"It's not down there, it's just thinking about where to go. ”

Seeing his melancholy appearance abandoned by the world, Orange Yan felt a little pity. "If Childe feels that he is too lonely, after my master is rescued, it will be better to be with Childe again!"

"Your master?"

"My master is floating on the clouds without a trace, and he has been caught by Songzhentang for a long time. Suddenly thinking that he was here to find Luo Wanzhou, he hurriedly said goodbye, "This place is dangerous, son, you go to the Chuquan Inn at the foot of the mountain to wait for me first, and then come to you after I rescue the master!"

Seeing her fly away with light skills, An Ling Liuyu didn't have time to ask, so he followed. Isn't Ling Wuxian one of the four great martial arts masters, Cangyan's apprentice? Maybe he can even meet Cangyan and ask him to help Ziluo heal his injuries. So, he followed Cheng Yan, "It's too dangerous for the girl to be alone, so let me help you." ”

Seeing that he could keep up with him, Cheng Yan must have been able to do martial arts, and he didn't excuse himself, "Okay!"

When the two of them arrived at the door of Songzhen Hall, the guards were not there, Luo Wanzhou was fighting with Yan Zhan and Yan Zhuofeng in the small courtyard, a burst of flying sand and stones, the wall fell and shattered, and the second door in the distance, Yan Qingzhong came over with several senior hall masters, Orange Yan couldn't help but say that he rushed up first, and seeing that Luo Wanzhou was also there, it was even more obligatory to join the battle.

When Luo Wanzhou saw the cyan sword qi, he laughed, "Little Housheng, you are here too!"

An Ling Liuyu gave him a wry smile, and his luck was like the wind, the man and the sword were one, and as soon as the snow silkworm came out, the corpse was all over the place. Yan Qingzhong and the others didn't know the origin of An Lingliuyu's origins at all, seeing that this man was resolute and resolute, killing people without blinking, they suddenly became a little jealous, "Who is coming?"

It's a pity that An Lingliu ignored him, and followed like a demon, thinking that these were all people from Songzhentang, he didn't stop for a moment, and went straight to the old nest, and they retreated one after another. Originally, Luo Wanzhou hadn't used the broken red dust yet, and he was affected by An Lingliuyu, so he didn't care about the bullshit master-apprentice relationship, and killed as much as he wanted.

"Master, are you really going to kill them all today?" Yan Zhuofeng shouted.

Luo Wanzhou sneered, "But it's really my good apprentice, do you still want me to let you go at this time?"

The three of them fought all the way to the middle hall, and suddenly eight people fell from the sky, and a large net covered them. An Ling Liuyu swept a sword, and the net broke a hole, and he flew out, and the whole net was in tatters.

As soon as Orange Yan came out, she gave Yan Zhuofeng a palm, "Don't hand over my master yet!"

The three of them were together, and they were already invincible, and there was no one who could stop them anymore. "Hmph, how many more people will be harmed in this world? Yan Zhuofeng leaned on Yan Zhan's shoulder, and the blood he held back was still accumulating in his stomach.

"Xiao Housheng, Cangyan is also in their hands, this time they are going to kill again!" Luo Wanzhou said and laughed, it seemed that killing people had become commonplace.

An Ling Liuyu let out a soft "um", and his face was flat.

"Hmph, it's not so easy to save people!" Yan Zhuofeng threw out a fireball, which was full of poison.

"Cover your mouth and nose quickly!" Luo Wanzhou said hurriedly. By the time they stepped back, the smoke had not yet cleared, and there must have been no one there.

As soon as the wind blew and the smoke cleared, all the people of Songzhentang fled, where could they escape? I'm afraid there is only the secret passage.

"We are in the light, the enemy is in the dark, it is better to be careful!" An Lingliu Yu admonished.

The three of them walked slowly, one standing in one direction.

"As the saying goes, if you stand high and see far, they shouldn't be able to run far, let's go to the roof?"

Luo Wanzhou also felt that this attention was good, and they all flew onto the roof, and sure enough, there was a small group of people falling behind in the distance. The three of them jumped and chased after them at great speed, and a few white-haired old men came out on the way, about seventy years old, and the formation of the previous three and four was swinging out. When the sword is drawn, it is a team of two, striking left and right, and changing the position from time to time.

Orange Yan, who was weak in martial arts, was knocked to the ground, and Luo Wanzhou just wanted to save her, when a yellow light slashed over, and a sword came one after another behind her back. Fortunately, An Ling Liuyu took the yellow light with one hand, and Orange Yan was spared death.

I didn't have time to say thank you, and a few other people attacked again, their swordsmanship was not weak, mainly because the formation was exquisite, it seemed that they had a steady stream of strength, and every time they took a move, they could feel that the internal force was the same.

"Senior......" An Ling Liuyu shouted. Luo Wanzhou understood, no longer cared about the person who beat him, and cut off Hongchen to hit the person in the middle of the seven people, An Ling Liuyu took the leader's palm, and sure enough, all seven people were injured at the same time.

The seven old men all spat blood, "I didn't expect that my Songzhentang Seven Brakes Double Dragon Array was cracked by you, and I ...... die" Before the words were finished, the person fell down first. He is the first to take the lead, although it is arranged in two rows, one left and one right, in fact, they are a combination of front and back, the person in the middle is responsible for inheritance, and when he receives the palm on the left, he makes the true qi flow backwards, turning the opponent's internal force into his own use, and then passing it to the right, so their power is like a continuous stream, but in fact, they rely on their own internal force.

The other five were slightly injured, and when they saw that their companions were dead, they fought with them. If the battle is lost, the martial arts will be even more vulnerable, and seven people will fall to the ground in a row. When I chased them again, I was gone.

"Shall we go find the dungeon first?" Orange Yan suggested.

Luo Wanzhou and An Ling Liuyu both nodded and walked into the depths. So many people were injured, and there was no strength to attack again, and the entire Songzhen Hall was dead silent.

Inside the prison, the disciples of Songzhen Hall ran into the depths one after another, Yan Qingzhong suddenly closed the stone door behind them, and he and Yan Zhuofeng walked towards another exit, this exit was for his own use, how could it be leaked to those disciples?

"What shall we do?" one of the disciples shouted.

They didn't know where to go except for the institutions where the prisoners were held, Yan Qingchu was so afraid of death, of course he ran in the front, but he was unexpectedly put on a table by Yan Qingzhong, and scolded: "Yan Qingzhong, this old bastard!"

"Uncle Shi, it's better for us to ...... Surrender, right? As long as Ling Wuxian and the others are released, they will definitely not kill us. ”

Yan Qingchu is also the master of the six gods, he is not their opponent in terms of martial arts, and there is nothing to be done in terms of strategy now, how can he save his life if he does not surrender?"

When Luo Wanzhou and the others came in, Yan Qingchu and the others had already put down their blades and knelt on the ground, "Please spare a few heroes, we haven't done anything bad in our lives, we are just a prisoner, everything has nothing to do with us!"

Seeing that they knelt on the ground and didn't bother to make a move, Orange Yan yelled, "Take us to the master!"

"Yes, yes, three of you, please!"

An Ling Liuyu and they walked over slowly, afraid that they would cheat, so he put a knife on Yan Qingchu's neck, "Don't play tricks on me!"

This is desperate, how dare they dare them, Yan Qingchu trembled in fright, his neck slipped on the sword, and blood seeped out, so he howled and cried: "Hero, villains don't dare, villains don't dare!"

The last stone door opened, Lan Cangyan and Ling Wuxian and the others were still sitting in the cage, after healing Ling Wuxian's injury, they played Go with Lan Cangyan here, and carved a picture with a knife on the ground.

"Yan'er!" Orange Lan was bored on the sidelines, of course, she was the first to notice. Ling Wuxian and Lan Cangyan looked at the visitor, and they both shouted happily, "Master, Cangyan!"

Seeing that they were safe and sound, An Lingliu breathed a sigh of relief. "Open the cage!"

Yan Qingchu looked at him, his muscles twitched, and he looked embarrassed. "Hero, I don't know how to open this cage, we've only seen the mechanism opened!"

There is no door or lock for this iron cage, and how to open it has become a problem.

"Master, you try it with Broken Red Dust!" Lan Cangyan was anxious.

Luo Wanzhou understood, "You let me." Immediately, a red light slashed over, and the iron pillar was broken, and Lan Cangyan used his internal force to break down the bottom, but he didn't see the iron pillar move after all his strength. Luo Wanzhou laughed at him vigorously, "I told you not to learn the master's kung fu well." He pushed his hands inward, and his face was red, but the iron pillar was bent. Seeing this, An Lingliu wanted to try it with Qinghong, "Cangyan, you stand on the side with Miss Lan!"

Luo Wanzhou retreated unwillingly, he used his sword to turn countless sword flowers, weaving a red net, that is the snow silkworm, with a force on his wrist, he jumped up in the air and split a sword, the iron pillar was broken into several sections from top to bottom, fierce sparks sparked between the sword and the iron pillar, thick smoke rose, and a scorching air flow surged.

Everyone stood there dumbfounded, this sword is really a divine sword!

This book is derived from reading books