I want to be clean, but trouble always comes uninvited.

The temperature in the street suddenly cooled, the moonlight lost its color, and the whole street was pitch black, and the space where you couldn't see your fingers lit up from time to time with a dark shimmer of metal refraction.

Ye Ling seemed to be in the thick of the night, but his eyes could clearly see the man in black walking over from the corner of the street, which was very weird.

"Huo, young man, you have such a fierce temper, do your family know?"

The man in black was tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, revealing a fierce energy, and walked to Ye Ling more than ten meters away and stopped, with a smile on his face, and said in a rough voice.

"Are you in a hurry to catch that little girl away, are you afraid of affecting her? ”

"Who are you?"

Ye Ling's face was gloomy, and his tone was not friendly.

"It doesn't matter who I am, it's what you've done. ”

The man in black put his hands behind his back, his expression was light, and his aura was like that of a Daoist master.

His 'Flying Sword of the Night' mountain and sea technique had already covered the entire street, and thousands of flying swords that cut gold and broken iron swam in the darkness, and this young man could not escape.

After decades of cultivation, his metal mountain and sea technique has now been completely completed, and he is a true peak of the Blood Cultivation Realm.

If he can't move mountains, he is the group of people who stand tallest in the world.

The tracking was not discovered, of course it was best.

It doesn't matter if it's discovered.

Can this boy still play tricks?

"What did I do? Kill your father?"

Ye Ling sneered when he heard this, every time he encountered such an unbelievable thing, he always liked to greet the other party's relatives.

The man in black looked angry, his brows were locked like Sichuan characters, but he was puzzled at the moment, and he was not sure that Ye Ling had anything to do with Long Aotian's disappearance.

"Right and wrong are only judged, whether you do it or not, it doesn't matter if you say it yourself. When the ancestors of my family moved to the mountain realm came, with a little magical power, everything will naturally fall into place. ”

When Ye Ling heard this, he was only annoyed before, but he was still able to hold back his irritability and talk to him, wanting to find out the ins and outs of the matter, so as not to be in the same situation as those people in the Forbidden City.

But at this moment, he was still extremely unhappy by the arrogant attitude of the man in black, he was never a person who was good at forbearance and cultivation, and if he felt unhappy, he would explode on the spot, and the white Gengjin qi under his feet oozed out one after another, and the wisps had already penetrated into the earth.

"Who the hell are you?"

He asked one last question.

"The chief steward of the Long family in Tongcheng, Long Wu!"

The man in black finally answered Ye Ling's question and continued: "Maybe you are lonely and unheard of, and you have not heard of the famous name of the Tongcheng Long family, and now I tell you, the ancestor of my family is a mountain ...... that covers the sky with a snap of his fingers."

"Long Family, Dragon Proud Dragon?"

Ye Ling lowered his brows and asked out in confusion.

The black-clothed man Long Wu's expression changed greatly when he heard this, his fingers cracked, and his angry eyes were about to erupt with fire, and he said sharply.

"Sure enough, it's you! I'll say you're yang......

The voice did not fall, and it was out of phase.

"Zheng!Zheng!"

In an instant, thousands of brilliant snow-white fairy swords rose above the entire street.

Mountains and Seas: Swallow the Knife!

The group of snow-white fairy swords was divided into two groups, one wave was suspended around Ye Ling's body, and the other was like a brilliant snow-white river, tearing open the black space, and swept towards the man in black without hesitation.

Between the lightning and flint, Ye Ling did not hesitate to take the lead in attacking!

"So bold, the matter is revealed, I don't want to escape, and I still want to take the risk to kill me?"

Although Long Wu was angry at the moment, he sincerely felt that the young man was decisive, no wonder Long Aotian would fold in his hands.

But this is just in vain.

Long Wu raised his arm and waved his sleeves gently, the night suddenly rolled, the sound of clear swords resounded through the night sky, and one after another dark small swords appeared like swimming fish, dense as a torrential rain, intercepting and killing the snow-white fairy sword group in all directions.

Bang Bang!

Black and white collided together, flashing and evenly matched, breaking and splattering each other, and a series of fireworks lit up on the road between the two.

"Huh?"

Ye Ling was a little surprised, his sword swallowing technique was an ancient inheritance, but this time he didn't take advantage of it.

It should be because the defective degree of the Sword Swallowing Technique is still 40%, and the Night Flying Sword has been completely completed.

"Do you know that the Dragon Family's Mountain and Sea Technique has been famous all over the world for its sword since ancient times! The supreme sword path of my ancestor's dragon slashing immortals is even more ancient and impressive, stunning for nine days!"

Long Wu sneered again and again, his palm suddenly clenched, and launched a fierce attack, the black in the streets all day suddenly collapsed and compressed, and thousands of small black swords appeared, drawing countless rounded trajectories to attack Ye Ling.

The moon is dark and the wind is high-definition and cool, and the flying sword is good at taking people's heads!

The defense built by the snow-white immortal sword around Ye Ling was defeated and retreated under the attack of thousands of small black swords, disintegrating one after another, and the sparks of sword light that were aroused reflected in his angular face.

"He said I couldn't play with swords?"

Ye Ling spit out a sentence softly.

He held the air in one hand, as if holding the hilt of a sword, and slowly pulled it out, and there were dazzling golden threads that were wildly entangled, converging into a three-foot-long golden fairy sword prototype.

Pure Yang Sword!

The golden sword intent from the ancient times was not strong, on the contrary, it was only able to envelop the pure yang sword body.

But the man in black, Long Wu, at this moment, his scalp was numb, his heart was beating wildly, and he felt an irrepressible fear!

"High Realm Psychic!"

There is something strange about this young man!

Long Wu's blood was boiling violently, and a resolute fierce light appeared in his eyes, and then he made a desperate bet, and his hands suddenly pressed forward.

The pure black fairy sword fell densely, like a downpour, and the entire street suddenly penetrated countless sword holes, and Ye Ling was completely wrapped in the torrent of black fairy swords, only hearing the long-lasting piercing sound of sword strikes, but there was no trace of the light of battle.

"Zheng!"

The Pure Yang Sword burst out, and thousands of swords retreated on their own.

The pure black sword rain was pressed backwards by this supreme sword intent, scattering and splashing, trembling incessantly, like a courtier kneeling down to worship the emperor. The night was then split in half by a golden sword.

The moonlight fell back into the middle of the shattered street.

Long Wu was in a terrified sight.

There was a young boy with a sword spirit without a wisp, wearing blue piggy trend children's glasses, and the lotus root was like a small arm holding the golden pure yang sword, and a sword slashed down in mid-air.

"Lao Tzu is the ancestor who plays with swords!"

In the child's shrill voice.

The black figure fell to his knees.

The small half of the upper body fell diagonally and slipped to the ground, and the internal organs were already visible, even if there was black sword qi frantically repairing the wound, the blood was still like a cracked water pipe splashing wildly.

"This is He Jian?...... I lost. ”

Long Wu's face was pale, and there was no blood, and in his gradually blurred confused gaze, he saw the young man who was flowing with rune divine light and was dressed in a majestic black and red python robe walking towards him.

The sword spirit child ran to Ye Ling's feet, straightened the blue piggy children's glasses he had bought two days ago, raised his head and said understandingly.

"I deliberately slashed with a sword, knowing that you had something to ask him. ”

Ye Ling nodded, and immediately asked Long Wu, who was kneeling in front of him, "Tongcheng Long Family, you came to Lingbi City alone?"

"What if you say that, will you let me go?"

Long Wu smiled miserably, his life was passing quickly, but after all, he was at the peak of the Blood Cultivation Realm, and his physique was far superior to ordinary people, and if he was treated in time, he could still continue to survive.

Ye Ling stared at his eyes for three seconds and shook his head slowly.

"No, you can't. ”

"It doesn't matter, everybody is going to die, sooner or later. ”

Long Wu gasped weakly and continued with a smile: "But my life is very valuable. If you die, like a rat in the sewer that no one cares about, if Long Aotian and I die, there will be thousands of Long family members who will avenge us one after another, the ancestor will come in a moment, and you will die later than me. This is the way of the world, whether it is right or wrong, if you want to kill someone who can't be killed, you will be buried with it. ”

He should have been more careful.

despised this young man too much, made a big mistake that should not have been made, and ended up capsizing in the gutter and wanted to take his life.

Ye Ling pulled the corners of his mouth and sneered: "Every time a person like you loses, he will say that the world is like this, everyone is like this! Dragon King Bai Qiong said this, he is really strong, I have no chance to refute it. But what kind of thing are you, you have lived for just a few decades, and you have seen a few mountain moving immortals? How many things have you really done for this world? You dare to say such things because you think that your family has a great mountain moving realm?"

Long Wu shook his head and said with a mocking smile: "That's the case, it's useless if you don't admit it." ”

Ye Ling sighed, didn't continue this annoying topic, just lowered his eyes slightly, and suddenly smiled.

"To be honest, I don't have a psychological burden to kill demons and monsters, but I really don't like to kill people, and I don't like to do this kind of thing from the bottom of my heart. ”

From the monster bazaar until now, he has killed a basket of demons and monsters.

But he killed people only once, and the reason was that he thought that Long Aotian had killed black charcoal with a sword.

When Long Wu heard this, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then turned into joy, he seemed to smell a glimmer of life.

Didn't this young man kill a few people? Or was it the kindness of a woman? or was he threatened by the words he had just said with emotion?

Long Wu hurriedly struck while the iron was hot and said: "If you don't like it, don't kill, turn back to the shore, you are willing to admit your mistakes, repent, I will intercede for you, the Long family is reasonable, the family style is mellow, and you must open the net......"

Long Wu's face was sincere, and he said that he was in a daze, just to escape the catastrophe in front of him.

His words were suddenly interrupted, his mouth opened wide in surprise, and then his pupils shrank like needles.

"In fact, I'm not against the use of violence to kill people to settle things. ”

Ye Ling's tone was flat, and he shook his head lightly, with a smile in his eyes.

The sword spirit boy stood on tiptoe and held the pure yang sword high with both hands.

Ye Ling gently grasped the hilt of the sword, and the sword moved forward, like a golden arc moon slashing horizontally.

Laugh at!

The head flew into the air, swirling and dancing in an arc, and the blood on his neck splashed out like a fountain, but before he touched the robe of the "Dragon Monarch" that revealed his true face, he was directly annihilated into smoke by the dragon scale-like talisman divine light.

"After all, killing people is a matter of a sword. ”

Ye Ling lowered his head with a smile, looked at the sword spirit child with a calm gaze, and touched his smooth little head with his hand.

“......”

The sword spirit child opened his mouth cooperatively, pulling out what he thought was a cute smile, but in fact, in his dark little mouth, two rows of fangs were terrifyingly terrifying.

The boy wanted to kill someone, so he sensibly handed over the Pure Yang Sword.

Things in the world are never more than a sword, it's that simple.

In the silence of the street, a vibrating mobile phone ringtone suddenly sounded, which seemed extremely clear at this moment

"Buzz. ”

Someone called.

The bell rang from the pocket of Ryugo's stump clothes.

Ye Ling bent down and picked up the blood-stained mobile phone, and on the screen with a blue background, the caller ID was "Old Ancestor".

The Tongcheng Dragon family's sword is famous in the world, the great man of the mountain-moving realm, the ancestor dragon slashes immortals.

Ye Ling's fingers slowly pressed the answer button.

"Long Wu, I'm going to Lingbi City soon, you follow that young man, be careful not to be detected, and don't kill him, his pure yang energy is used well, which will be of great benefit to the future development of the family......"

“......”

Hearing this, Ye Ling narrowed his eyes and sneered, he took the mobile phone to the Sword Spirit Child, and picked his chin at it.

Well?

Got it.

The sword spirit child immediately understood, took a big breath, opened his throat, and scolded the person on the other end of the phone.

"Fuck your mother!!"