Leng Xiaoshi was a bystander, every scene was so shocking, the long sword against the silver Jiao, there was a faint tendency to not support, as for the Leng family hall, although the Leng family had the help of the South Wind Academy, but after all, there were many people on the side of the city lord's mansion, not only the city guards, the Bai family, the Pan family, and the people of the Dongfang family, but the pair of mysterious black-clothed teams were even more powerful, and the people of the Leng family were either killed or injured wherever they passed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The four elders dealt with Pan Zheng, Dongyang City Lord, Deputy City Lord, and Dongfang Shuhua, and at this moment, they already felt a little tired of oil, and there was a hint of red on the corners of their mouths.

"Leng Wanshan, I think you should surrender obediently, hahaha." A white spiritual power burst out in Pan Zheng's hand, and his words were rampant.

As the white spiritual power roared, Leng Wanshan bit his teeth and roared: "People of the Leng family, they would rather die than give in, ah." As the words fell, Leng Wanshan's fierce spiritual power rushed up, and the phantom of the mountain behind him instantly enveloped his body, and the other three elders also used their spiritual power in an instant, injecting it into Leng Wanshan's body.

"Mayflies shake the sky, hahaha. I don't know whether to live or die. Pan Zheng saw that Leng Wanshan would rather die than give in, and he couldn't help but be angry on his face, and the spiritual power on his body burst out.

In an instant, the four elders were all blasted out by the powerful spiritual power, and the spiritual power possession phantom on their bodies was instantly blown away, and their bodies drew an arc in the air, and then fell on the ground not far away.

"Poof." "Poof." "Poof." "Poof."

As soon as they landed on the ground, the four elders tilted their heads, and a mouthful of blood spurted on the ground, and the four places where they landed, dense broken stripes spread out on the bluestone slabs.

In mid-air, Leng Xiaoshi looked at all this, and couldn't help but be furious, and his cold voice suddenly burst out: "Brother Sheng, shoot and kill them." ”

"Okay."

With a light response, the white spiritual power on the body of "Leng Xiaoshi" surged instantly, the black cloak was windless, and the demon sword under his feet turned into a blue-handled white light, and I was in my hand, sweeping in the air, leaving phantoms in the air.

"Murder Sword."

In the next breath, "Leng Xiaoshi" spit out three words coldly in his mouth, and then the sword qi of the Demon Sword was all over the sky, and a sword hand rose and fell, and not far away, Pan Zheng, who was smiling wildly, suddenly stopped abruptly.

With a bang, a bowl-sized wound appeared on his neck, and a large amount of blood poured out of his neck.

"You ......" When he was dying, Pan Zheng's eyes widened, as if he was in disbelief.

Pan Zheng's death happened in a breath, Dongfang Shuhua on the side, the white city lord and the deputy city lord suddenly flashed, unconsciously retreated a few zhang, the spiritual power on his body was rich, and he looked vigilantly at the black robe in front of him, the "cold little stone" with a black and white fanged mask on his face, and said cautiously: "Who is Your Excellency, why do you want to be the enemy of my city lord's mansion?" ”

"Hmph." At this moment, the white light flashed in the eyes of "Leng Xiaoshi", and in the next breath, the figure appeared behind the city lord of Dongyang City, and the demon sword in his hand turned into a phantom and stabbed at the back of his heart.

But after all, he is still a spirit master in the Spirit King Realm, far from being comparable to Pan Zheng at the peak of the Psychic Realm. Not a breath. He reacted, pulled Dongdong Shuhua on the side, blocked the Demon Sword, and pulled up the deputy city lord beside him, and his body retreated.

"Want to go?" He whispered softly, and then the next moment, the Demon Sword in the hand of "Leng Xiaoshi" was withdrawn, Dongfang Shuhua stared at the city lord of Dongyang City in disbelief, and with a sigh, there was a "stab", and an inch-long penetrating wound appeared in his heart, blood spread, and his body fell to the ground.

The moment he fell, the Demon Sword in Leng Xiaoshi's hand burst out, and on top of the sword, there was an extremely powerful sword qi.

"Ahh

In the next breath, a small red dot appeared on the forehead of the city lord of Dongyang City and the deputy city lord, and in the next breath, blood gushed out from the top of his head, and the seven orifices were bleeding, his eyes were staring, and he fell to the ground.

This situation became too sudden, and in an instant, the originally invincible City Lord's Mansion was instantly crushed, and all the leaders were killed.

The people of the Leng family were also dumbfounded.

At the same time, a loud bang suddenly came out, and the aftermath came, and many other people with lower cultivation levels were shocked and vomited blood.

"Leng Xiaoshi" glanced at his eyes, then stepped in the air, and came to the martial arts arena in an instant, only to see that the corners of Leng Buyi's mouth were bleeding at this moment, and his eyes were also bloodshot, and the phantom of the long sword shrouded in the body was also a little looming at this moment.

"Boy, after this time, it will be of great use to collect and get the corpse of this Spirit Emperor for me."

As soon as the words fell, "Leng Xiaoshi" flew out, and the spiritual power on his body churned again, with a black cloak, a black and white fanged mask, and the white light in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

"Murder Sword."

The spiritual power of "Leng Xiaoshi" frantically poured into the Demon Sword, which was constantly transformed and devoured, and the power of the Demon Sword was finally revealed, and the monstrous sword qi turned into a sword of white spiritual power, and killed the middle-aged man who was covered with a silver dragon phantom.

"Who are you, and why are you the enemy of this seat?" As soon as the dragon soared into the air, blocking hundreds of sword qi, the middle-aged man was wearing a white robe at the moment, but the tiger's eyes were indeed majestic, and the pressure was unparalleled.

"It's redundant to be speechless, kill you, and do it today." At this moment, Leng Xiaoshi's voice has merged with Brother Sheng, and it has become very different from the original, cold to the bone, like a killing god descending into the world.

As soon as the words fell, the Demon Sword in the hand of "Leng Xiaoshi" frantically urged, his eyes were scorching, and he stared at the middle-aged man deadly.

"Kill me, since this seat became the ninth protector of the Heavenly Saint Kingdom, no one has ever dared to kill me, today I want to see who wants to kill me."

As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man's tiger eyes flashed with silver light, the spiritual power on his body surged, and the silver Jiao flew into the sky, overlooking this "cold little stone".

"Soul Killing Sword."

The reply to him was the second style of "Life and Death Killing Sword" by "Leng Xiaoshi" - Soul Killing Sword, the Demon Sword rose, the sword light fell, and everything seemed to be just a flash of white light.

"Poof."

In the next breath, the light of the silver Jiao dimmed, and a trace of blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth, and the cold glint in his eyes was sheng: "I really despise you, the soul is pulled, the sword intent hurts, Your Excellency is afraid that he is not a nameless." ”

"Not dead?" This "Leng Xiaoshi" eyes narrowed slightly, and the magic sword in his hand suddenly stopped, and there seemed to be some surprise in the depths of his eyes.

"Since you don't want to say it, then I'll have a happy fight with you, and I know the winner or loser." The next moment, the middle-aged man spoke, and the silver spiritual power on his body rioted, attached to his fists, and his figure flashed, attacking the "cold little stone".

"Win or lose? No need. With a gentle word, the figure of "Leng Xiaoshi" flashed, and the Demon Sword in his hand burst out with several times the sword qi of the past.

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