"Flying swords?"

The black-clothed man's eyes flickered, and he was a little surprised that Liang Lan could actually control the flying sword. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Almost, no matter how much worse, Liang Lan's flying sword could pierce into his body.

Fortunately, he used his internal force in time, and the invisible barrier formed by the strength of the second-grade master was released, and he blocked the flying sword in front of him in a thrilling way.

"Whew", the man in black tapped the soles of his feet, and the man flew backwards, guarding against the flying sword's attack again.

"Harnessing the flying sword, this is a means of giving away from external objects, and ordinary second-grade masters can't even do it." The man in black said, his eyes rolling: "And I have been tracking you for a few days, and you have not reached the second grade." ”

"Monk," he said with a solemn countenance, "are you a real monk?" ”

"You know the monk?" Liang Lan asked in surprise.

He collected his true anger and put the flying sword back in his hand. Although he has been forced to show his hand many times, so far, no one has recognized him as a monk.

Even the well-informed old man in the cloth who met on the way to the Peach Blossom View only said that he believed that Ascension was true, but he didn't think that there were really monks with great powers in the world.

In the eyes of these Jianghu martial artists, it is possible to be such as the Yin Soldier Sect or a Taoist priest who has mastered the technique, but if you want to cultivate to become an immortal?

Most of them shook their heads and smiled, which was the same as the legend of those who practiced martial arts entering the Tao with martial arts, probably to comfort themselves with false rumors.

But the performance of the man in black is different.

Now Liang Lan just shook his hand and flew the sword, but he was immediately recognized by him, as if he had also seen the world of cultivators.

Immediately surprised, he said, "Have you ever seen a monk?" ”

The man in black nodded and asked, "Do you know anyone from the East China Sea?" ”

Liang Lan frowned, not knowing how to answer for a while.

His teacher, Taiyi Zhenren, and Mu Yunzhi in the Peach Blossom Temple, should not be from the East China Sea. It can be seen that the meaning of this man in black seems to be quite feared by the monks from the East China Sea.

Do you want to pretend to be from the East China Sea?

Liang Lan's contemplation was interrupted by the murderous aura of the man in black: "It seems that you have nothing to do with the East China Sea, so go on the road with peace of mind!" ”

The man in black said, and stepped forward again with his knife.

He exerted all his strength, and the attack was even more difficult to parry for a while.

Liang Lan swung his flying sword, fought and retreated, and kept approaching the shore.

His robe was stacked there, and there were also one "Drawing Prison" and "Divine Walk" talisman that had not been used up last time. This is where this comes in handy.

The man in black saw that he had already completely suppressed the other party, but he did not defeat it for a long time. There was already a little anger in my heart.

"Return to the dragon and slash!"

He roared, and his whole body burst with strength, instilling into the blade.

The whole body twisted, like a tightened spring, and suddenly released. With this huge elastic force, the arm was rounded, and the knife in his hand was heavily chopped off!

"Boom!"

The blades and swords were facing each other, and even burst out with sparks.

Liang Lan, who was able to block the sword with both hands, only felt that his arm was numb, his qi collapsed, and half of his body was almost slapped into the water by this knife.

"Ahem"

Liang Lan didn't care about the half of the blood spit out of his mouth, and quickly slapped his palm towards the water, unloading the strength of his body, and the whole person even used his strength to run towards the shore.

"You can't escape! Haha"

The man in black let out a terrifying laugh, he looked at Liang Lan's fleeing figure, urging qi and blood, and the dog's head pattern intertwined by the red blood network on his left arm and chest was even more obvious, almost coming out of his body.

"There are only a limited number of people in the world who have the opportunity to have luck, and I am always glad that I am in it."

The man in black said, his left arm clenched into a fist, and the red pattern was even more bright red, almost dripping blood.

"My "meat dog" not only gives me the ability to chase prey, but also influences the mind of the prey being chased, causing its fighting spirit to weaken. Try it ......"

The man in black took out the pill from his arms and swallowed it in one gulp, and the breath of a panicked dog suddenly spread from the vermilion blood pattern on his body.

“...... Feel the fear of being hunted. The man in black remembered the past, and the corners of his scarred mouth grinned again.

The past was like a cloud of smoke, rolling in his heart, and the man in black sneered in his heart: "Kill all of you, I will kill you all!" Kill mortals first, and then one day, Lao Tzu will kill those bullshit immortals! ”

The breath spread to his body, and Liang Lan felt that the entire body also made a dull sound.

The whole figure froze, as if it had fallen into some kind of stickiness.

Catalyzed by luck, there is such an effect?

A higher level of form?

Liang Lan gritted her teeth and stood on the water.