In the depths of the Lingshan Sect, Feng Qingyang, who had been indulging for a long time, drove Feibao towards Qingluan and stopped about a hundred meters away from Qingluan. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He said with a sad and upright face: "Qingluan, you killed so many disciples of my Lingshan Sect, the blood debt you owe in the Lingshan Sect today should be repaid with your blood!" The disciples of the Lingshan Sect shared the same hatred, and there was no longer the slightest fear on their faces, only grief and hatred. Even those Broken Whisper Star Immortal cultivators who rushed over had a faint sense of hatred for Qingluan.

Qingluan had to praise Feng Qingyang for manipulating people's hearts and the perfect time to come out, if Feng Qingyang appeared at the beginning, or came out half a minute earlier or half a minute later, it would not be able to achieve the current effect.

"Then I want to ask, you owe the lives of countless martial artists on the Xuanwu Star, and you should use peace to repay it?"

"How can a mere lowly warrior compare to these immortals like me? What a matter of concern for the life of ants! "The wind is clear, and there are words.

Qingluan laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "Ants? The mayfly can still shake the sky, and the ants have the ability to kill the sky, so let me, the ant, stab the god to kill the gods today! Qingluan was extremely sad and angry, and the dragon chanting spear pointed at a hundred meters away.

"Then it's up to you to see if you have that ability!" Feng Qingyang hooked his fingers, and the flying sword that was slapped by Qingluan quickly returned to his hand. His expression froze, and he said in a deep voice: "The disciples of the Lingshan Sect obey the order and strangle this executioner whose hands are stained with the blood of the disciples of the Lingshan Sect, whoever kills him is my own disciple of the Qing Yang!" ”

The disciples of the Lingshan Sect are enthusiastic, and with the sect master here, they will be fearless!

"Kill!"

I don't know who was the first to speak, the disciples of the Lingshan Sect flocked to Qingluan, and the wind Qingyang also picked the opportunity to attack Qingluan with a sword.

Qingluan laughed for a while, and the dragon chanting gun intent burst out in his right hand, killing more than a dozen disciples of the Lingshan Sect, and the sword intent in his left hand surged, and the grass sword record combined with the sword intent comprehended in the ancient ruins to cut off the heads of several disciples of the Lingshan Sect.

After two moves, Qingluan once again fought in the whirlpool in close quarters, this time with the addition of Feng Qingyang, whether it was from the momentum or from the strength of the shot, these Lingshan Sect disciples were very different from just now, he had to sigh here The wisdom of the ancestors will be the courage of the soldiers.

After more than a dozen breaths, Qingluan was left with a lot of scars.

Being able to leave scars on Qingluan's body, the disciples of the Lingshan Sect were excited, and the strength in their hands was strengthened a little, just to squeeze their heads into the disciples of the sect master who were above 10,000 people under the Lingshan Sect.

"Don't you have the ability to kill the heavens?" Feng Qingyang sneered at Qingluan, who was already covered in blood, and said, "Why do you only know defense now?" The corners of his mouth turned up, and it was not uncommon for him to even use spells against Qingluan.

"Just for fun, don't take it seriously!" Qingluan said with a smile.

"Are you begging for mercy?" Feng Qingyang was proud: "It's a pity that it's too late!" ”

"It's not too late, it's not too late." Qingluan said very easily, the dragon chanting spear rotated above his head to block the magic weapon that came over, standing on the horse and holding the spear in both hands, the white-haired Xiaobai never made any move to come up to help. When he saw Qingluan put on this posture, Xiaobai flew backwards.

The disciples of the Lingshan Sect sneered: "I can't manage my own mounts, and I dare to come here to spread wild!" Although he spoke, his hand movements did not stop for half a minute.

"Break the sky!" The only thing that answered the ridicule of the disciples of the Lingshan Sect was these two gentle words.

Qingluan's figure was instantaneous, incarnated into a hundred people, different postures but the same murderous aura, hundreds of people entered the crowd, and suddenly there was a wail all over the field, and a burst of blood rain and meat pieces came from the sky, at this moment, the disciples of the Lingshan Sect were killed and injured Tai and half, the wind was so angry that they trembled, but the living disciples were distracted for a while.

I thought that victory was in my hands, but I didn't want this result, Feng Qingyang was completely furious, and the three elders were focused on taking care of this blow, and they didn't know where to go.

"Boy, you've me off completely!" The wind cleared and the long sword in his hand flew away, and a dark cloud suddenly drifted through the originally clear sky.

"The sword breaks through the sky!"

The sword entered the dark clouds, and a sword rain fell like a secret drizzle, but now it is good, the disciples of the Lingshan Sect who were already frightened did not have time to react, and they were slaughtered by this sword rain.

Their eyes were wide in disbelief until they died, as if they were asking their god-like suzerain why they did this, but they would never hear the answer.

"The wind is clear, you are quite ruthless!" Qingluan sneered, the spear in his hand kept flying to sweep away the rain of swords falling from the sky, and slowly approached the wind Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang's face turned iron-blue, and he blamed all this on Qingluan in a deep voice and said, "Qingluan, isn't all this thanks to you?" ”

"What does it have to do with me?!" Qingluan was about to kill in front of Feng Qingyang as he spoke.

Feng Qingyang sighed, stepped into the game, and casually caught a sword from the sky, and his body suddenly stabbed towards Qingluan.

"Forget it, there is no need to fight with you for these useless things, as long as I don't perish, the Lingshan Sect will not fall."

Qingluan blocked the sword that stabbed him, the spear was clear and the wind was clear, the wind was clear and did not dodge, and there was still a spear tattoo.

The spear passed through, there was no bloodshed, the wind was clear and distorted and disappeared like a fantasy, and the next moment a long sword stabbed against Qingluan's vest, and the pain of the tip of the sword cutting through the skin made Qingluan palpitate for a while, and he didn't have time to withdraw the spear, so he took advantage of the momentum to rush forward, and narrowly dodged the sword, but the blood on his back couldn't stop flowing out.

"The kid is quite alert." Feng Qingyang held the long sword and said a little sarcastically and a little in admiration.

Qingluan couldn't understand, the shot just now obviously had the feeling of stabbing the target, when did Feng Qingyang come behind him again?

Qingluan was vigilant, but Feng Qingyang was mocking: "Don't look at me with that kind of eyes, and don't ask me why, I will only tell you that there is a gap in cultivation at this time." ”

"Really?" Without waiting for Feng Qingyang to speak again, Qingluan swept over with another shot, Feng Qingyang still didn't move, Qingluan learned to be obedient this time, he thought that this Feng Qingyang in front of him must be a phantom, and his real body was hiding in an unknown place to attack.

When the spear was close to the clear wind, the castration suddenly changed, and Qingluan stopped the spear and swept behind him.

But this time it was not as good as his tone, Feng Qingyang did not appear, but Feng Qingyang, who he thought was a phantom, stepped out again, and the long sword stabbed at Qingluan's back again.

Qingluan was startled, changed his moves left and right, and waved out a gun intent casually, blocking Feng Qingyang's seemingly simple blow, and then retreated again and again to open a distance with Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang, who was still smiling in front of him, suddenly disappeared again, but the next moment he appeared on the path of Qingluan's retreat, the long sword was handed out, and then the power of Qingluan's retreat penetrated Qingluan's lower abdomen.

cough cough cough ......

Qingluan returned his hand and cut off Feng Qingyang's head, Feng Qingyang disappeared like a phantom again, and when he reappeared, he held a long sword in his hand and stabbed obliquely.

"Ah......h

Feng Qingyang appeared in the distance again, looked at Qingluan, who was coughing constantly, and said, "Why do you have to resist this senselessly? It's better to let me chop it with a sword, and die a happy death without pain. ”

Qingluan coughed and vomited blood, and said, "I'm here to ask for a debt, how can I die if I don't get the debt back." Xiaobai in the distance was impatient, and wanted to rush in several times but was stopped by Qingluan.

"Hard-mouthed."

Feng Qingyang said as if he was reproaching the junior for being ignorant, and when he spoke, he killed Qingluan.

Qingluan can't break through the trick of Feng Qingyang at this moment, it is not suitable to fight hard, he can only defend, he draws a circle with a dragon chanting gun, and actually gives birth to a pattern of Taiji Yin and Yang fish, and a snake turtle appears to protect Qingluan's body.

Feng Qingyang stabbed a spear on the snake turtle, and he couldn't enter again if he entered half an inch.

"Well, boy, your defensive trick is not easy!" Feng Qingyang retreated in admiration, and then said fiercely with a look in his eyes: "But do you know the word "one hundred secrets?" ”

After taking a step back, Feng Qingyang rushed up like the wind, hitting his head directly on the snake turtle, a flicker, and Feng Qingyang appeared in another direction, while still sacrificing his life to hit the snake turtle as last time.

The sword rain continued to fall, Qingluan and Feng Qingyang had been deadlocked for a quarter of an hour, but the two sides were still so deadlocked, Feng Qingyang collided wildly, and Qingluan resisted desperately.

As Qingluan's eyes became brighter and brighter, Feng Qingyang became more and more anxious, and when Qingluan had a smile on his face, Feng Qingyang stopped attacking and stood not far from Qingluan vigilantly.

"I see!" Qingluan laughed loudly, Feng Qingyang was a little annoyed, and said, "Pretend to be mysterious!" ”

The snake and turtle on Qingluan's body disappeared, and Zhenli condensed the bow and arrows, and an arrow shot at the dark clouds in the sky with an arrow.

Qingluan has already seen the flaw in Feng Qingyang's move, every time he appears, it must be the place where a long sword falls, then this move is that the person moves with the sword, if the sword disappears, the person has nowhere to hide, so that the key is in the long sword that flies to the sky.

As Qingluan guessed, the arrow pierced the sky and dispersed the dark clouds, Feng Qingyang's long sword floated in the void, and the moment the sword rain dissipated, Feng Qingyang's figure was finally fixed, and his face showed a flash of surprise.

Then he smiled and said, "Boy, even if you break this move, what is the point, what can you do now that you are deeply injured?" ”

"I can't do anything, but it can!" Qingluan smiled and looked at the wind behind him.

Feng Qingyang turned around and saw a pair of blood-red eyes the size of copper bells, and a huge snow-white wolf head opened its bloody mouth and devoured him.

"What can you do, brute?!" Feng Qingyang smelled the fishy wind, and he was angry, and with a move of his hand, the flying sword flew back and slashed towards the little white head, thinking that it would be easy to lift, but the next moment he saw Qingluan ignoring the blood on his body gushing like a spring, and blocked the flying sword with a gun.

The flying sword came as scheduled, but the giant mouth arrived as promised, and there was no time to dodge, Xiaobai unceremoniously raised his head with a mouthful!

On that day, Qingluan rode Xiaobai away from the Broken Word Star.

On that day, the Lingshan Sect disappeared from this world.

On that day, a sloppy old Taoist priest stood above the Broken Word Star and muttered to himself, leaving behind a sentence that still had ten years left, which was thought-provoking.