On the cliff of Qianren, the goose feathers and heavy snow in the sky are sprinkled, the dusk and the slanting sun, the cold and ruthless, the cold wind, and the wind and snow are miserable. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Not far away, faintly, two figures walked on each other, leaving a long trail of blood on the cold snow. Both were seriously injured.

Looking closer, a man and a woman supported each other and hesitated forward. The man had long black hair, which was now covered with snowflakes and black blood, and his handsome face was extremely pale without a trace of blood. The woman's delicate face was full of sorrow and grief.

"Cough, cough" The man coughed, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, panting heavily.

"Brother Luo, how are you?" The woman exclaimed, her eyes were full of tenderness, and she felt heartache.

"Sister Yao, I, I can't do it, you leave me alone, take our son and go, take care of yourself, go, go!!" Luoyang roared loudly, and another mouthful of black blood spurted out.

"No, Brother Luo, I want to die Yao'er to accompany you." The woman said lightly, at this moment, there was no sadness or sadness in the woman's eyes, but they were full of determination.

"Pap, pap, pap," the crisp applause rang out suddenly, which made people listen to it particularly harshly at the moment.

A figure flashed, his face was equally pale, and there were thick blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

Slowly wiped away the blood from the corners of his mouth, and a gloomy smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

"Run, aren't you very good at running? Why don't you run away? Yes? The man in black at the head stared at Luoyang's face fiercely, his teeth clenched.

At this time, Luoyang couldn't help but feel infinite despair in his heart.

He didn't pay any attention to the man in black, because a qi machine had firmly locked him. The long sword reverberate, and the sound of iron sword collision was loud, and he picked up the fatal sword, but his left arm was soaked by the sword qi, and blood dripped down the blade.

Luoyang barely stabilized his body, and his heart was already miserable. Seven martial artists who exuded powerful aura fluctuations all over their bodies had firmly surrounded him and Shang Yao in the center.

All the thoughts are locked on them.

Barely blocking the opponent's killing move, Luoyang vomited a mouthful of blood again, and he was even more injured.

Being hunted down and killed for so long, Luoyang couldn't help but be angry. If it weren't for the fact that someone was plotting that there was no cure for the poison in his body, how could his martial arts and Yao Mei's reach such a desperate end, if it weren't for his extremely tough body, I am afraid that he would not be able to stand up now.

The man in black stared at Luoyang with gloomy eyes, and he wanted to tear the latter apart.

His left back was injured by the Luoyang Dragon Yin Sword, and although he was no longer in serious trouble, his heart was extremely gloomy.

Because, even if Luoyang, who is highly poisoned, can still easily hurt himself.

Because, I have always liked Shang Yao, but Shang Yao loves Luoyang deeply.

Because, he has always been known as a genius martial artist, and he has always been the best among the younger generation of martial artists, but he is not as good as the stupid boy of a small family.

These are unbearable!

Three years have passed, and the woman I once loved deeply has married a wife. It was precisely because of this that he hated Luoyang even more in his heart.

The handsome young man in front of him gave him an insurmountable feeling. In addition, the woman he can't get is in love with Luoyang, and the man in black can only describe it as hateful in his heart.

Encircled and chased all the way, and the man in black became more and more shocked in his heart. A hint of coldness and jealousy flashed in his eyes, and he secretly swore in his heart: No matter what, this person must be eliminated.

Three congenital high-level martial artists actually died at the hands of Luoyang, who was only a congenital low-level. As the saying goes: the next level is like a few mountains. You know, that's an innate high-level martial artist! also used life-saving stunts, and even paid Jiuquan, was killed by the Luoyang Dragon Yin Sword, and died without a whole body.

"Why should I run away when you're willing to bury me with so many people?" Luo Yang sneered and said lightly.

"Good boy, you are so ignorant of the sky and the earth, and you are taking your life." The man in black shouted.

Although he said it, he didn't mean to do it at all.

Although they were only facing innate low-level martial artists, they did not have any sense of ease in their hearts.

If it had been before, if someone had told them that such a miracle had been done by a low-level congenital martial artist, they would definitely laugh and scold a fool with a brain problem! But the facts were in front of them, and the thin figure of the proud young boy in front of them exerted an invisible pressure on them.

This is not the same as the pressure of the superior to the inferior, this is the inner admiration of the strong.

None of them are stupid, and naturally no one wants to be a substitute.

"Slow, since I'm going to die, then I have to be a ghost." Luo Yang looked at the old man next to the man in black and said slowly.

At the beginning, Luoyang felt the strangeness of this person. Nature is not as simple as it seems.

"Hmph, Hugh will delay any longer, and you will surely die today." Without waiting for the old man to speak, the man in black said hurriedly.

Then he looked at the old man beside him and said, "Ghost elder, don't give him a chance, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable." There was a little more respect in the words.

Obviously, this inconspicuous old man, who seems to be dying soon, is the person behind the scenes. At least, it is by no means comparable to the man in black. Luoyang still has this vision.

"Hehe" The old man laughed dryly, but his voice was dry and hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time. And the sound makes it feel particularly eerie.

"You want to be a ghost?" The old man ignored the man in black and looked up at Luoyang.

"And what do you want to know?" The old man became interested, and he had a cat-and-mouse expression.

"Who the hell are you? Why did you kill me, I don't seem to know you, etc., don't tell me it's to help him. Luoyang said in a deep voice. This he, naturally, refers to the man in black. The man in black stared at Luoyang with gloomy eyes, and there was hatred in his eyes.

The old man said in a low voice, but he didn't answer Luoyang's question, and the old man threw out a big secret: "I'm from ...... Demon Domain!" The dry and hoarse voice floated faintly in the cold air, like a ghost, and people couldn't help but feel numb.

"Demon ?!!!"

Luoyang and Shang Yao were shocked, and their hearts were shocked. At this time, even if the man in black had already known, he could still not hide the fear in his heart when he heard the old man's words.

"I didn't offend the Demon Domain, and my Luo family didn't offend the Demon Domain." Luoyang suppressed the shock in his heart, and his deep voice was categorical.

Hey

"You didn't offend, blame you for having something you shouldn't have", the gloomy old man said coldly, his hoarse voice echoing in the cold air: "Do you understand this? Hey, cast a good baby in the next life, hehe, there are some people you can't afford to mess with."

"Understood, it turns out that you are looking for this sword", Luoyang gently raised the dragon sword and answered in a low voice, but it seemed to be muttering to himself.

"Qiang"

The sound of the sword is agitated, sonorous and excited, like an angry groan, like a sad roar! It seems to understand the master's situation and is ready to fight to the death.

"Boy, let's get caught!" The old man's dry palms were wrapped in an incomparably strong aura, and he went straight to the door of Luoyang in an instant. Seal all the spaces that Luoyang can escape!

"Brother Luo, be careful!" The woman screamed in grief.

Luoyang didn't move, stunned there, as if he was scared stupid.

The man in black finally showed a gloomy smile, as if he saw Luoyang's blood splattered on the spot.

"Hahaha, Luoyang, you have a today, after you die, I will bite off your flesh one by one, I will drain your soul and refine your soul, crush your bones and scatter ashes! I'm going to keep you from reincarnation for the rest of your life! ”

"And that slut, I'll make her life worse than death, hehe, what Lao Tzu can't get, no one can fucking think about it."

The man in black roared like crazy, his pale face was distorted, and his psychological pathology was so bad that the anger of jealousy had already burned him without the slightest bit of humanity, and he was simply mad!

However, just when everyone thought that Luoyang was in a catastrophe, suddenly, they saw a dazzling sword light rising into the sky with bursts of dragon groans.

The sudden change made everyone startled, and they subconsciously closed their eyes.

At this time, Luoyang, who had not moved, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the dragon sword in his hand pointed straight at the sky.

When everyone opened their eyes and looked over, they were directly stunned by the scene in front of them, only to see that nearly a thousand sword qi of the same style and size were floating densely above Luoyang's head, all of which were dragon heads as sword handles, and a wide sword blade was spit out from his mouth.

"How is that possible? Is he crazy? Isn't he going to die? The man in black said in horror.

But I don't know how ridiculous this sentence is, can't you survive if you don't use this trick!

"This, this is ......"

The old man next to the man in black looked at the sword shadow in the sky with a frightened face at this time, his voice was full of fear, and his withered body trembled uncontrollably.

In front of me, it seems to be back to the scene when the ancestor of the Luo family used this sword to kill tens of millions of pursuers with one sword, but there were tens of thousands of swords at that time, but at this time there were only thousands! But again, this is not something they can afford.

"Heavenly Sword Dragon Yin, Imperial Sword Thousand Sword Technique!" Luoyang's mouth seemed to be an angry dragon with a roar, and there was only gold left in his eyes at this time, and his right hand was slowly raised, and at the same time, he saw that the tips of the thousands of swords in the air turned in unison, directly aimed at the people who were still in shock.

Oh, my God!

What's going on, how can there be such a powerful attack, hallucination, this must be an illusion.

The surrounding powerhouses who were originally going to besiege Luoyang were all stunned, with a thick fear in their eyes.

"Not good!"

The gloomy old man saw that those swords were only facing him and the others at this time, and he instantly came back to his senses.

"Quick, interrupt him, you can't let him be released completely," the grim old man shouted in horror. I don't see what I just looked like anymore.

Yes, in the face of death, I am afraid that only saints can be fearless!

"Ah, no, don't, save me, I don't want to die!" The man in black, his voice trembled and shouted this sentence, and suddenly, an unstoppable chill, as if from the hell netherworld, instantly hit his heart.

It's just that at this time, he was completely unable to move, and he was directly fixed there by the aura of the Heavenly Sword Dragon Yin, even if the aura around him was still circulating, he could still think in his heart.

But if he wanted to move his body, it was very difficult, and the long sword was useless in his hand, because he couldn't even lift his hands to hold the sword at this time, and his whole body stiffened, so he could only freeze there, staring blankly at the thousands of golden swords that pierced straight into the sky.

Desperate to die!

What could be more frightening and helpless than that!

"Poof" another mouthful of blood spurted out, and Luoyang's face instantly turned pale as paper. But his hands were still waving, and a large amount of sword qi rotated with Luoyang's hands, and the heaven and earth were filled with sharp sword intent, as if they were going to pierce everything.

Rumble! Rumble!

Suddenly, the ground beneath the crowd's feet began to crumble.

"Old dog...... Savor the feast of the sword! It's sure to make you remember it for a lifetime! "Luoyang's face is crazy, don't let Lao Tzu get better, don't think about it. The emaciated body seemed to contain endless power, and it let out a wild laugh in midair. Blood stained his white clothes red.

Airplanes!

Behind Luoyang, thousands of golden sword qi that rose up finally shot out towards everyone!

Whoop

The speed was incomparably fast, and the people present only felt that there were thousands of golden threads in front of them that instantly connected the heaven and earth, and they heard a burst of "Boom~!" There was nothing else, only that his thinking was getting slower and slower, and he was groggy......

"Boom!"

With a bang, so much violent innate aura energy also lost control, and directly turned into a sky-high fire and exploded!

The fire is soaring and dazzling!

The world in front of him has become unstable because of the violent innate aura energy!

And whether it is the gloomy old man who bears the brunt, or the man in black, and all the strong men who besiege Luoyang. But it directly turned into meat rain and dissipated between heaven and earth!

And Luoyang also lost his figure after this sword.

………

On the top of the cliff, the goose feathers and snow fluttered in the sky, but it became blurred because of the heat wave of the flames, and the billowing hot air fluttered everywhere.

In the middle of the night, when the flames and the wind were gone, there was only a lonely figure on the cliff, and on the beautiful face, tears were mixed with goose feathers and heavy snow fluttering in the sky, so it was not desolate.

"No, Luoyang! A scream of infinite despair, sorrow and helplessness filled the icy cliffs and valleys.

If it weren't for the fact that he still had a son in his womb, Shang Yao would have already jumped under this cliff!

On the cliff of Qianren, the goose feather snow flutters all over the sky, the sun is ruthless in the dusk, the cold wind is cold, and the wind and snow are miserable......

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