Mo Linkong's swing of the Soul Wounding Knife rushed towards Bi Chongxiao, and the rich black knife energy roared towards him.

Chong Xiao didn't seem to move, he just quietly watched the resentful knife swing towards him, as if he was waiting for the best time to fight back.

The Soul Wounding Knife and Lin Kong finally rushed into his attack range.

Bi Chongxiao smiled gentlemanly, as if he didn't care about his attack, and his figure took three steps to the right. Quickly turned around, and the blue ice blade in his hand followed Mo Linkong's momentum, mercilessly slashing at his soft underbelly.

After all, Mo Linkong is a battle-hardened warrior of the Wind Gate, after he misses a move, he reacts quickly, his body leans forward, his left hand touches the ground, and he turns around, and the Soul Wounding Knife fights back.

The sound of the weapon colliding, the blue spark burst, like the anger in Chongxiao's heart, gradually shrouded towards Mo Linkong's black figure.

Kicking Morin staggered back a few steps, just enough to retreat to Cold Twilight's side.

The angry cold twilight moon saw the oncoming black clouds, and couldn't help but say, waving her fists and smashing into the black clouds.

The black figure twisted painfully a few times, and the black cloud that shrouded his body was beaten by a fat beating, and the beating disappeared. The figure of it was revealed.

With a roar like killing pigs, the old owner of Biying Village was cold, and his figure swept over his bowed figure like a beam of light.

At the same time, the woman who had been following Leng Wuya finally couldn't help but be able to use her ability - the Spiritual Power. I saw her casually brushing her hair behind her. An invisible spiritual power projected from between his eyebrows, silently bypassing the beam of light and crashing into his head along Lin Kong's hair.

A large amount of information was transmitted to the long-haired woman's mind through that spiritual power.

The woman frowned as she sifted through the information.

After a moment, she sighed helplessly.

This side is cold, casually from the pocket of the strange triangular tower turned out, casually to the spire of the tower, the small tower quickly had a chain reaction, countless small triangles tumbling upward.

A minute later, two mortal thugs walked towards him carrying a heavy object, and one of the larger strong men coldly glanced at the heavy object in his hand and said to his companion, "If this is discovered, will others think that he is another species?" ”

The other looked at the old owner's depressed expression a little depressed, and had to suppress what he wanted to say in his heart.

While walking towards his eldest son, Wuya asked the woman who followed him, "Xiao Yan, have you found something useful?" ”

The woman's somewhat depressed look and the white skirt looked a little incongruous: "Judging from the traces I investigated, that guy really took a drug to forget his memory." However, since the general manager knows him, it is not difficult to find out the forces behind him. ”

Wuya shook his tunic and said: "Even if you go through the entire continent, you have to find out the details of this organization for me!" With that, he looked down to see the cause of Twilight's death.

Not far away, Bi Chongxiao walked towards Leng Duyue with a black line on his face: "What about that guy?" ”

Leng Duyue flicked her fingers and shook the windbreaker on her body: "I don't know if my father was too heavy, or if that guy didn't beat him at all, he died casually." ”

Bi Chongxiao followed Twilight Moon and walked towards Leng Wuya: "Do you say that the owner of the village has a chance to come back to life?" ”

Twilight's sad expression became a little solemn: "If there is an almighty person, maybe the eldest brother will still be saved." However, I am afraid that there is a timely time in this world, and it has been lost for a long time, how to find it? Perhaps, my nephew has such qualifications. But after all, he was just a child who had just completed a month. ”

Chong Xiao looked at Twilight's somewhat depressed divine dao: "Chairman, in order to keep the owner's body from rotting, he did not hesitate to spend a lot of abilities to open the Jasper Tower, if he met an opponent, he could"

Twilight Moon sighed and said, "The Jasper Tower can guarantee that the corpse will not decay for a hundred years, and it is a token of the owner of our Biying Village that has been passed down from generation to generation for five thousand years. He has always carried his father with him, just because the eldest brother has an upright temperament and behaves perversely. His father was not worried about him, so he did not give it to him. ”

After examining Twilight's injuries, Leng Wuya ordered his men to place his body in the Jasper Tower.

Twilight stepped forward and asked with concern, "What's wrong with him, big brother?" ”

Boundless clenched his fists in pain, his nails were deeply buckled into his palms, and the blood gradually dyed his palms red, along his arms, gradually spreading to his heart, and swimming against the current, filling his sad and angry eyes: "He was scarred, the tendons of his limbs were broken, and there was a fatal knife on his chest. It seems that the old wound is not healed, so he forcibly casts his ability. After being besieged, many new injuries were added, and in the end, he lost too much blood and was blind and unable to save it. ”

Twilight's cold eyes flashed with a hint of cruelty, "Can you tell what kind of knife wound you were in?" ”

The woman on the side who was called Xiao Yan by Leng Wuya nodded: "The fatal wound is the edge of the snow chopping knife, round and neat. I can't be mistaken. ”

Leng Wuya picked up Twilight Fei, gently put him into the Jasper Tower, turned to the people behind him and said, "People who don't have special abilities, return to the company now, Chongxiao, Xiaoyan, Twilight, the three of you come back to Biyingzhuang with me to have a look." ”

Seeing that the Jasper Tower gradually became the size of a palm, Leng Wuya solemnly handed her to the woman behind him: "Xiao Yan, I am willing to show up for a long time in the future, and I hope you can keep the body of your big brother Dufei properly." ”

Xiao Yan rubbed his somewhat reddened eyes and carefully took the jasper tower. There seemed to be some doubts in his heart, but he heard a voice like a boundless bell: "I hope you can hand over this jasper tower to Xiaoqiao'er, and there will naturally be a time when Twilight will see the light of day again in the future." ”

As he spoke, he walked towards the manor on the top of the hill.

At the same time, the three young men of Lifengmen, who had just left, and his men encountered another sword-seeking ability organization, the Hualingwan Ability Man, on the way.

Pifu is not guilty, Yi Yun and his subordinates first chased Leng Dusk out, naturally no one will know about this, not to mention that the other party also has such an existence as a prophet.

A big war is inevitable.

The world in late autumn is full of coldness. The Bleak Frost Peak was capped, and the four of them were walking in a red garden, the red maple leaves were imprinted in everyone's eyes, and an irrepressible blood was seared into the hearts of these few surviving members of Biyingzhuang.

Three days ago, Leng Wuya, who is currently the chairman of Longying Company, went to Chufeng City with several capable generals to handle the business related to the listing of Guangying No. 6 series products, and he didn't know anything about the changes that happened in Biyingzhuang.

Three days later, when they walked through this maple forest again, they could only take the corpse of the owner and the boundless depression in their hearts, looking at the fellow cultivators around them who were still cold, showing off the heart-rending smell of blood.

After 5,000 years of vicissitudes, has Biyingzhuang really come to the end of the road? In the eyes of the supernatural cultivators, fate is like a maple leaf swaying in the wind, turning into a pitch-black humus at any time, waiting for the reincarnation of the next life. And we, doomed to become only the dust of history?

Wuya thought about this question repeatedly in his heart, and before he knew it, he had walked out of the maple forest.

At this time, the four of them were already standing next to a broken stele, two tattered clad ability cultivators were lying crookedly on either side, one of them was a red-haired man in a blue jacket and black denim, who was obviously on the verge of death.

Strangely, the man did not have a single scar on his body, but his face was as white as paper. There was only a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, as if that was the only indication that he had just experienced a great battle.

After Leng Wuya saw his appearance clearly, he walked in front of him a few steps first, and helped him up with trembling hands: "Mu Xinyang, Mu Envoy, what the hell is going on?" ”

The man known as Mu Xinyang is the messenger of Biyingzhuang, and he has a strange ability - Zhanyun Branch, which can stretch his limbs at will, and his body is more than ten times more flexible than ordinary people. At the same time, he also has a special acquired skill - Broken Jade Slash. But this time, he met his opponent, a master from Hualing Bay - Li Mengyan, a wind butterfly.

The two of them are of equal strength, although he successfully killed the other party, but he was also injured by her special move-Wind Soul Blade, and at this moment he was only holding on to his last breath, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Mu Xinyang slowly raised his arm and pointed to the villa in front of him: "Young Master Leng Lengqiao, he is in the secret road"

Before he could finish speaking, his eyes had lost the breath of life. But his arm pointed straight at the mountain villa five hundred meters away.

The sad and angry expression that Wu Yan seemed to have disappeared was replaced by a face full of disbelief and a faint tiredness. He gently brushed Mu Xinyang's eyelids down, slowly got up and walked towards the villa in front.

Three days ago, Biyingzhuang was still a flower and bird, and he remembered that when he left the manor, the child who had just completed the moon smiled at him, and he promised Leng Qiao's mother that he would surprise him when he returned.

Now, the three people behind him seemed to feel an inexplicable sadness, and gradually turned into a jet-black gust of wind, blowing into everyone's hearts, and their hearts trembled in unison: Could it be that the legendary Demon Spirit of the Broken Heart Blade really exists?

In front of the manor, the moat was completely submerged with corpses, piling up the five-meter-deep Qinglian River as if it didn't exist.

The gate of the manor was long gone, and at that time, the Vajra Gate, which could withstand the simultaneous attack of a hundred supernatural cultivators and was unscathed, did not expect to be reduced to pieces and disappear in the bloody rain.

Leng Wuya didn't care to check the situation of the villa, and went straight to the entrance of the secret passage, Guangwu Tower, but Bi Chongxiao behind him was immersed in deep suspicion: Could it be that someone in the village leaked the secret of the broken heart blade? Impossible, Biyingzhuang is tightly organized and low-key, and there are very few people who know the existence of our ability organization, could it be that on the first floor of Guangwu Building, the tables and chairs fell to the ground crookedly, but all they saw was a mess. Even the walls were not a little polished, and there were blood stains everywhere. Those who don't know think they've arrived at the slaughterhouse.

There was a deathly silence, only the gasps of the four of them, and the expressions of disbelief in horror!

Leng Wuya kicked a few tables in a hurry, he knew that his wife might also be killed, but so what. As long as my grandchildren are safe, the day of recovery will come.

The surface of the blood wall on the right seemed to be the same as the other walls, but the mechanism here was only known to him, Leng Dufei and Mu Xinyang, who had just died.

He fumbled around the wall for a while, and suddenly entered a lotus heart trick ability into the wall, only to see a light blue lotus petal condensed in the palm of his hand, and a certain part of the wall seemed to sense the aura of the lotus petal, showing a petal-shaped light and shadow of the same size as it.

The petals quickly merged with the light and shadow, and there was a rumbling sound under the flat surface. The four floors in the middle of the room bounced up abruptly, and if you hadn't touched the mechanism, you wouldn't have found out that this was the entrance to the secret passage.

Leng Duyue looked at the entrance of the secret passage in front of her, a trace of imperceptible jealousy flashed in her eyes, and was quickly replaced by a fluke look: "Father, there is a secret passage here?" ”

Wuya nodded: "This secret path can only be opened by the owners of previous generations. ”

Twilight sighed: "It seems that God still bless our Biyingzhuang, Leng Qiao's nephew should be safe, let's go in and have a look." ”

As he spoke, he took Bi Chongxiao and walked towards the dark passage first.