At the entrance of the forbidden land, five figures walked together, and the one at the front was Lin Zhong, who had occupied Ning Yue's seat before.

"I want to go, that's what the master agreed, and you have no right to stop me. ”

Ning Yue drank in a deep voice, the last bit of softness in his eyes instantly turned cold, and his hands in his sleeves were subconsciously clenched. He knew in his heart that the person who framed him naturally wanted to cut the grass to eradicate the roots, but he never thought that it would come so quickly.

"That's right, you lost dog get out of the Cloud Void Sword Pavilion, we can't control it. However, this is the forbidden place of our sect, and if you are an outsider trespassing without permission and want to plot against it, we will have to take care of it!" Lin Zhong snorted, raised his hand and pulled out the long sword he was carrying, and at the same time glanced at the distance.

"Senior Sister Wei'er, there's nothing to do with you here, hurry up and go, go and inform the elders and other senior brothers, just say that Ning Yue still has bad intentions, and we are here to capture him!"

Suddenly, Wei'er hurriedly turned her head and drank: "Senior Brother Ning, it's not me ......"

With a wave of his hand, Ning Yue nodded and said, "I know, this matter has nothing to do with you, Wei'er." However, there is only one thing that he Lin Zhong is right, this is not the place you should stay, let's go. I didn't expect it to be settled so quickly. ”

"Senior Brother Ning, I'm ......"

Sakura's lips trembled slightly, and Wei'er leaped forward, her dexterous figure sweeping into the distance.

"Senior Brother Ning, wait, I'll go and call the master over. ”

Looking at the beautiful shadow that left smoothly, Ning Yue smiled inexplicably: "No need." My business, solve it myself. Hopefully, it's just in time. ”

His gaze instantly became cold again, he looked at the five figures in front of him, and finally landed on Lin Zhong, who was the leader, and hummed: "Why did you come here? Shi Guangqi, why didn't he come? I think he must be the mastermind of this frame-up." It's just that I didn't expect that even Yuhao was rebelled by you. ”

"When death is on the verge of death, you still have to continue to make up your lies? To deal with you now, how can you use Senior Brother Shi to take action personally. That's right, your original strength has reached the ninth level of the Yuanwu Realm, but it's a pity that with the finger of the sword elder, your cultivation is only the seventh level of the Yuanwu Realm. Haven't you always been arrogant and think you're strong? But now in my eyes, you're just a piece of waste! We're enough to deal with you. ”

Lin Zhong smiled coldly, then raised his hand, and the snapping of his fingers was very crisp.

The next moment, the four disciples drew their swords at the same time, and quickly stepped out to form a semicircle, and the blades of their swords were staggered and horizontal between each other, and they seemed to be faintly arranged in formation. The disciples of the sect have always practiced together, and there is already a tacit understanding among those who are familiar with it, not to mention that many martial arts in the Yunxu Sword Pavilion themselves are coordinated by several people.

"With a few of you, you want to take me down too?"

Ning Yue snorted coldly, and at the same time, he subconsciously took a step back, instinctively raising his hand and grabbing it behind him.

However, in the next moment, he was slightly startled in his heart, the familiar cold touch did not fall into the palm of his hand, there was nothing in the five fingers closed, he grabbed the air, and suddenly remembered that in order to completely dissociate himself from the Yunxu Sword Pavilion, he not only took off his disciple robe, but also left the uniformly distributed saber in the hut.

Seeing a change in the expression in Ning Yue's eyes, Lin Zhong raised his head and laughed: "It's really an out-and-out lost dog, I even forgot to bring a sword." Take him!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sword roared in unison, and the four disciples took out their swords and leaped together, and the whistling wind swept under the flickering cold light, and in the blink of an eye, Ning Yue was already trapped in the middle, and the four sharp edges of the bright flickering slashed towards his limbs respectively.

"Without a sword, you're no match for me!"

The Yunxu Sword Pavilion is mainly based on sword cultivation, but there are also a lot of martial arts in the fists and feet.

At least, Ning Yue didn't know a lot.

In the midst of lightning and fire, his figure that was tumbling on the ground rose sideways, and he could avoid it from the combined attack of the two swords on the left side, and the punch and palm of the stroke were struck out with a backhand, interspersed with each other's figures, and hit the two in the back.

Bang!

The two disciples who drew their swords trembled in response, staggered out a few steps, exchanged glances with each other, and were slightly surprised.

However, Ning Yue couldn't completely avoid the sword-swinging slashes of the other two people on the right, and the staggered cold light sword qi slashed across the front of his body, and the cold stinging touch instantly penetrated his robe and kissed on the warm skin.

Sneering –

Two strands of shards fell under the sword light, and the gray surface had been stained with splatters of blood, and the scarlet was like a peach blossom blooming.

In an instant, Lin Zhong flew through between the two disciples who had won the battle, turned over and flew up, and stomped down fiercely.

With a frown, Ning Yue took a few steps back, and was about to adjust his posture to face the battle again, but there was a sudden tearing pain from under his ribs, and more scarlet scarlet poured out to stain his robe. Just now, the wound that had been pulled open had already been opened.

Boom!

The opportunity was fleeting, and he watched as the other party kicked him hard in the chest, knocking his body back and flying upside down, until he also felt a sharp pain in his back and slammed into a cluster of rusty fences behind him.

"Wow!"

Ning Yue bowed his head and spurted out a large mouthful of dirty blood. At the same moment, a touch of coldness rested on the side of his neck.

With a snort of disdain, Lin Zhong sneered: "Wasn't it quite crazy just now? How can you be so vulnerable, Ning Yue, you are a waste! Don't worry, I won't kill you today, I will only take you back and hand you over to Senior Brother Shi, no, hand it over to the elders to dispose of." ”

The blood stains on the corners of his mouth were still dripping, Ning Yue gasped a few times with a little difficulty, his eyes swept around, there were toppled iron pillars everywhere, and the chains crisscrossed in mid-air were like a spider web covering the sky, and he was trapped in it, but he couldn't toss out.

This forbidden place is a sword mound, will it also be his end?

Struggling to get up, but the pain from all over his body converged, making him grin and continue to hum in pain, his legs standing weakly, and he subconsciously grabbed indiscriminately, not knowing what he was holding, and the sharp pain of cutting did not reach his fingers.

Not a fence, but a ...... Sword?

In the stinging pain, there seemed to be something else, an inexplicable warmth, straight into the depths of flesh......

Ning Yue didn't care about the subtle clues, he just raised his unwilling head, and his eyes were full of anger.

"It's very good, I just like the look in my eyes, burning with anger and yet unable to do anything. Why don't we abolish you before taking you back?"

Lin Zhong laughed playfully, retreated, and then stepped out of the sword again, and the whistling sword wind slashed straight at Ning Yue's right shoulder.

"Are you calling me?"

In the dark, Ning Yue vaguely heard a cold voice whispering in his ear, but he didn't have time to pay attention to it, and he didn't care about the sharp pain between his right fingers.

Bite!

The crisp sound echoed in the forbidden land of the Cloud Void Sword Pavilion, and I saw half of the bright silver blade flying into the air, and then landing on a nail, slanting into the ground.

Tick, tick.

Blood was dripping, and Ning Yue's fingers holding the rusty blade were already scarlet. On the side of the same brown-red rusty tip of the sword, it was also stained with a touch of blood, the blood of the other party.

Unable to help but take a step back, Lin Zhong looked at the broken sword in his hand in disbelief, and at the same time, the tearing pain in his shoulder told him that he was injured.

"It's really yours, Ning Yue. This is what you brought on yourself, and you just want to destroy one of your arms. Now it seems that it is better to cut the two together. ”

Lin Zhong drank fiercely, took another long sword from the disciple behind him, and once again jumped towards Ning Yue, who was sitting in place.

"Is it your thirst for power?"

The cold voice in the darkness just now whispered in his ears again, Ning Yue was shocked in his heart, and subconsciously responded.

"Yes, I want strength. ”

I don't know why I really answered that voice, but there is one thing in his heart that he is very determined, he can't die here, the crime of being slandered has not been cleared away, the pain of betrayal is still permeating his heart, how can the honor that originally belonged to him be forcibly taken away by others?

We will not let go of any possibility at this moment.

At this moment, Ning Yue suddenly felt a little more hot in the sharp pain of holding the sword between his fingers, and the pain also decreased rapidly, and in a trance, his vision was blurred a lot, and his mind was in chaos.

The blood all over his body seemed to be burning, his heart was full of violence out of thin air, and his limbs regained his long-lost strength.

How does this feel similar to the inexplicable killing of the beast at the end of the night?

In the dark, the voice just now sounded again.

"The contract is concluded...... Whoever hurts my master, kill!"

A sudden cold cold wind swept towards him, Lin Zhong, who took out the sword, couldn't help but tremble, his movements condensed, and a faint coldness was born in the void, but it was his sword-holding hand, which gradually spread all over his body, piercing his soul.

What's going on?

He was inexplicably shocked in his heart, and was shocked to see that Ning Yue in front of him actually stood up again, the surface of a rusty ancient sword in his hand, all the brown-red mottled inches faded inch by inch, and the debris danced in the wind like countless flowers blooming, revealing the edge, scarlet red light flowed, strange and breathtaking.

"Senior Brother Lin, what's wrong with him?"

In the back, a disciple looked frightened, and similarly, an inexplicable chill lingered around him, and the same feeling came with it.

Fear.

The long hair danced messily, Ning Yue's eyes were dyed with a layer of scarlet like sword light, and he smiled weirdly: "Just now, you seem to say that you want to break my arm?"

Boom!

The sword came out, and under the scarlet arc cold light, Lin Zhong didn't have time to react at all due to the attack of the fast victory, so he had to instinctively raise the sword to block it in front of him.

Laugh at!

The blood splashing in the sky was as colorful as the dancing sword light, and the sound of slashing and breaking was extremely crisp, and I saw the broken sword and the arm fall together and splash dust, and the shocked color was instantly reflected in everyone's eyes.

The cold was even stronger, Lin Zhong couldn't even feel the sharp pain coming from the broken arm, and the cold tip of the sword against his throat almost froze the blood veins all over his body instantly, and he couldn't move at all.

"Senior Brother Ning Yue, if you have something to discuss, put down your sword ......"

Laugh at!

There was only a glimmering sword light in response, and in the fierce cold, the remnants of the body in a different place actually shattered in place, shattering into a blood mist in the sky.

Stretching out his hand, his fingertips were stained with a little scarlet and came to his lips, Ning Yue smiled fiercely, his voice was like a woman, and there was an inexplicable coldness.

"A long-lost taste. Hmph, who's next?"

Turning his head to glance, his cold gaze swept over the remaining four disciples.

The shock in their hearts was even greater, and the four disciples retreated one after another, and at the same time, they were terrified, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

On Ning Yue's side, a vague female figure stood quietly, the blue shirt and white skirt were spotless, and the snow-white illusory little hands were actually held together on the strange long sword with red light.