Li An didn't know that so many things had happened between the lightning and flint, after all, this sword intent didn't suppress him.

But he also couldn't help but think of the acacia flowers that bloomed at the wrong time when he went out, and then there was the inference of Fang Cai, as soon as the two were connected, he also faintly felt that the sudden teenager was not the ranger who was ashamed of the three-legged cat he usually saw.

If he dares to say this, it must be as everyone deduced before, and behind him must be a person or sect with extremely high martial arts cultivation. But Li An felt that it was more likely that this person was from the Qinglian Sword Pavilion.

If you look closely, you can find this young man, and let's call him a teenager if he is not very old.

From this young man's every move, it can be seen that he is extremely restrained in his words and deeds, the people of the four evil sects (Heavenly Demon Sect, Moon Cry Fu, Xitan Ancient Sect, and Jiuyin City) can't learn the shadow of this young man even if they learn it, if they let them learn these truths and sayings, it is better to chop themselves directly.

The green seedling fanged monster only felt that he couldn't use the strength in his hands, and he said, "Tell the person behind you to come out, or wait and make you feel cold!"

Jiang Mingzhi (Jiang Dengzi Mingzhi) waved his hand again and again when he heard it, took two steps back, didn't dare to look at his eyes, and said: "Don't fight, you must know that fighting and killing can't solve the problem, only love is eternal......"

Can the blue-faced fanged ghost manage this?

If he hadn't killed the young man with the golden dragon mask today, he wouldn't let him go. So he bit the tip of his tongue violently and spewed out a mouthful of old blood, and at the same time, the blooming flowers of the sword scabbard on Jiang Mingzhi's back withered in an instant, and the sword intent that he had detected before also disappeared. Only then did the crowd feel that they were in control of their bodies again.

Suddenly turned around, bullied and pressed Jiang Mingzhi, this happened in an instant, Jiang Mingyi didn't react for a while, he only felt as if he was standing in place like a stone and couldn't move.

The blue-faced fanged ghost smiled, he actually wanted to kill today's target for a moment, but his mind changed his attention in a flash, because he was a smart person.

Since the person behind this young man has the ability to release the sword intent through the sword on the young man's back to suppress everyone present, then he is the biggest stumbling block that hinders the success of his plan today, this person must not be able to show up for a short time, otherwise how could he let a young man come with a sword?

This potential threat needs to be contained first, and then all efforts must be used to kill all the people killed today, so that he can live up to the mission entrusted to him by the one above.

The terrible palm wind whistled, Jiang Mingzhi had no choice but to close his eyes and seek death, but he heard a gust of wind from behind The reporter was in front of him The two palms touched each other and stirred gusts of wind, he didn't dare to open his eyes, until a person's voice sounded in his ears, the voice was faint, but there was a trace of indifference in the light, and said: "Go with me." ”

Jiang Mingzhi opened his eyes, but found that there was a man in black beside him, he was covered by black clothes all over his body, looking extremely weird, but he didn't know this person. I wanted to speak, but one of them spoke, "Yes." ”

It was Wang Yu who spoke, Wang Yu's original expression full of murderous intent and coldness collapsed the moment the black-robed man appeared, and there was a little more reverence in his cold eyes, Li An noticed this, and expected that this black-robed man was one of the offerings of the moon cry.

Otherwise, how could this killer, who has always been cold to people, be respectful to this person?

The killers of the younger generation in the Moon Cry Fu are naturally Wang Yu's leaders, but there are still thirteen extremely capable killers in the older generation above Wang Yu, and these people have never made a move since they washed their hands, unless it is time for the Moon Cry Fu to encounter a great enemy.

It is rumored that there was a sect leader who killed his personal disciple because of the killer of the Moon Cry Fu, so he looked around for the people of the Moon Cry Fu to take revenge, and finally dismantled the killer into eight pieces, but the next day, but he did not expect his sect to bring himself to the same place, and the head was lined up on the steps in front of the door, and there was a text hanging next to it, 'The Murderer Moon Cry Fu Offering'

And the body of the blue-faced fanged and black-robed body had flown into the wall at this moment, he couldn't believe it, just now his palm had used all his strength, but he didn't expect to be directly defeated by the black-clothed man in front of him, he felt that the bones in his body were shattering little by little, his eyes were scattered, and finally he was stunned: "You are ......"

The black-robed man didn't look at him, but said lightly: "The moon cries and gives three offerings." ”

"I see...... You ......"

Before the blue-faced fanged monster could finish speaking, it smoked, and a puff of black smoke drifted up from the corpse that had turned into mud, and the black smoke dissipated before two breaths, leaving only a puddle of blood and mud.

......

The black-robed man left by himself, and Wang Yu didn't dare to stay longer, just said, "The people outside have solved it." And he also departed with the black-robed man.

The black-robed man walked, and he didn't care about the eyes of others, because he had already been used to it as usual, at this time, suddenly a sound like a lion sounded in his ears, he suddenly raised his head and a figure mixed with the palm wind fell from the sky, covering his head, he was not in a hurry to palm a puddle of his hand, there was a teardrop-like thing in it, the thing was as clear as a piece of ice, but it did not gather.

With a wave of his palm, the water droplet turned into a line, and shot sharply towards the person who came in the air, and the figure turned sharply, dodging the sharp water line, and fell to the ground. It was the tattered old monk who sat in the two Zen temples for more than ten years and did not leave the temple.

The palms of the three offerings of the moon cried slightly, and the waterline flew in the palm to gather into the shape of the previous water droplets, and he stepped forward and said, "Why did the master attack him?"

The ragged old monk looked at him with clear eyes and said, "I'm saving people." ”

"Oh?"

"The killing of the donor is too heavy, and it should not be killed again, but the old monk knows that it is really difficult to climb to the sky if the donor does not create murder, so for the sake of all sentient beings, the old monk can only make a move on the donor. ”

"But I'm already hidden in the rivers and lakes, and I don't kill anymore"

"What about the sinister killing that the donor made today......

Yue Qifu San thought for a while, and said, "Master is talking about the people I killed today?" He sneered when he said this, but I was saving people. ”

The old monk said, "But you killed more people." ”

The three offerings listened to the clouds, but he didn't have the patience to listen to these truths, he hated these truths the most, if it weren't for the monk who was clamoring in front of him to have some ability, he would have directly chopped it to death with a palm, he suppressed his murderous aura and said: "The monk is a ...... who doesn't speak."

The old monk didn't explain, just shook his head with a sigh, and casually totoed, and his body flew in the direction of Jingbao Tower.

Since others can't change the killing world in the future, he becomes a demon and kills in order to stop killing. Even if he fell into hell, he had no regrets.