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In the deep mountains and jungles of Yunnan, a bright moon gradually deviated from the treetops, and the sprinkling brilliance was mottled and broken, and bit by bit penetrated into the hearts of the people.

It's refreshing, or it's chilling.

On the small slopes of the jungle, there was silence.

No one spoke.

Xiao Yang stood not far in front of Ning Gu, Ning Gu held a long sword in his hand, and his figure trembled slightly.

The scene just now was replayed repeatedly in his mind, shrouded in a bright lightning-like light, the sword qi broke through the air, and the spirit rhino pointed at him.

The eyes shook again and again.

"How so...... How so? ”

The genius aura on Ning Gu's body shattered in an instant, and he was burdened with heavy questioning.

Muttered.

Xiao Yang's gaze calmly fell on Ning Gu's sword.

If the demon in his heart is puzzled, after a while, the sword light will definitely stab at him, and at that time, he will not be polite to Ning Gu, because at that time, Ning Gu will most likely be the enemy of the Sword Sect from now on.

On the contrary, Xiao Yang is very happy, the senior brother of the right branch of the Sword Sect, once the demons in his heart are solved, he will definitely be bright, suddenly enlightened, and have something to gain.

Xiao Yang is looking forward to the latter.

This is born from the same root, so why not be in a hurry to fry each other.

He didn't want to see intrigue among his fellow disciples.

The sword venerable lineage has gone through a catastrophe a hundred years ago, and there are very few predecessors who have survived, and the eight great thrones, before Xiao Yang returned to the Sword Sect, there was no one who was willing to thunder and rob the strong, and then there was a person in the Luo Tianzun throne who entered the Tao with demons.

Ning Gu's growth is all based on his personal experience, and there is no famous teacher to guide him. Being able to reach such heights at this age shows that Ning Gu's talent is absolutely demonic.

He is not like the crown prince, he has the careful cultivation of the Taiji King and the Holy Dragon King. It's not like the island country of Miko, etc., and has the cultivation of national resources.

You can only rely on yourself, one step at a time.

If he grows up, Ning Gu will definitely be one of the pillars of the Sword Sect in the future.

Whether it is a demon or an immortal, right and wrong, it all depends on a thought.

In the distance, Jin Youwan's eyes also fell tightly on Ning Gu's body, and she muttered, "Senior brother, how Wan'er wishes to see that you are still the one who loves Wan'er...... Big brother. ”

Calm, the fire was blazing.

Suddenly, a shrill birdsong sounded in the jungle.

A frightened jungle bird flapps its wings and lifts into the air.

Swish!

Ning Gu raised his head suddenly, and his sharp eyes fell on Xiao Yang's body in an instant.

With a shake of his arm, the sword light suddenly rose......

Sonor!

In an instant, the blade of the sword was plunged straight into the ground.

Bang!

Ning Gu knelt on one knee, his handsome face was gloomy for a while, but his eyes were extremely bright, as clear as the stars.

"Ning was wrong." At this moment, Ning Gu was also shocked into a cold sweat behind him.

Thinking back to a series of events after he returned to the sect, he seemed to have completely lost his true heart.

Practicing together, one wrong step, and a thousand abysses.

Xiao Yang smiled, a comfortable smile from the bottom of his heart.

"If you can admit your mistakes, you're a big husband." Xiao Yang strode forward and personally helped Ning Gu up, "Senior brother." ”

Ning Gu was shocked, "You don't blame me? ”

Xiao Yang smiled, "Big husband, you are humble and clear." Although I, Xiao Yang, am not a real hero, I can be regarded as a husband. ”

Ning Gu seemed to be infected by Xiao Yang's smile, and his handsome face gradually returned to his former demeanor.

Brilliant and gorgeous.

"Senior brother, are you back?" Jin Youwan spoke cautiously.

Ning Gu's heart trembled, and he muttered back, "Yes, I'm back......"

After going out to practice for several years, the red dust world has cast a layer of gray ashes on his original innocent heart.

It is as if the heart has been lost.

Now Jin Youwan's voice seems to make Ning Gu feel a sense of enlightenment, and in an instant, the clouds open and the moon is bright, and there is a bright sky in front of him.

Suddenly enlightened, and the heart broke out of the dust.

In my mind, the shape of the void sword faintly revealed......

Kendo!

The way is subtle!

The three hundred changes of the transformation began to enlighten, and it definitely belongs to the talented people.

Seeing that Ning Gu was petrified in an instant, Jin Youwan was just about to step forward, but was pulled back by Ye Sang.

"He's feeling the way of the sword." Xiao Yang's eyes showed joy, and he waved his hand and said, "You go back first, and I will leave it to Senior Brother to protect the Dharma." ”

Aoki nodded his head, knowing that Ning Gu was shocked at this moment. motioned to Qiu Ying and the others, and quietly retreated and disappeared.

Ye Sang also left with Jin Youwan.

Next to the fire burned.

Xiao Yang looked at Ning Gu, and suddenly his wrist shook, and the sword inserted in the ground flew out of thin air and landed in Xiao Yang's palm.

"One Night of Fish and Dragon Dance......"

The sword song began, and the sword intent in the sky was intertwined and shrouded down, containing the sword way, which filled the figure all over Ning Gu.

Help them to enlightenment.

Today's Sword Venerable is a good thing, and it is a good thing that he can add a little more strength to stand.

One person dances with a sword, and one person stands.

When the moon is in the sky, time is like water.

A stick of incense or so, the fire was gradually about to be extinguished, and in the distance, suddenly there was a sound of breaking the air.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

Several figures took advantage of the darkness of the night to rush in this direction......

Xiao Yang stopped dancing his sword and frowned.

The person who came was not the breath of the Sword Sect.

Friend or foe!

"It seems that it is really not quiet here these days." Xiao Yang's lips whispered to himself, "Since you are back this time, you might as well pave the way for the Sword Sect in front of you." ”

With a flick of Xiao Yang's wrist, the yellow array flag appeared, and it fell silently around Ning Gu's figure, and he said a mantra, "Seven hidden formations." ”

The five elements of heaven and earth, hiding their whereabouts.

Ning Gu is in the extraordinary period of epiphany kendo at the moment, and if he is disturbed, I am afraid that he will leave a lot of sequelae.

Xiao Yang's figure flashed, and he moved sideways for nearly 100 meters in one step, and in the blink of an eye, he intercepted the way of the comer.

The cold light in his eyes lit up.

The group of people in front of them, holding a long whip in their hands, and their identities are clearly revealed, they must belong to the Divine Whip Gate.

Xiao Yang did not forget the account between himself and the Divine Whip Gate, and there was still the Changtao Throne. He was in an island country, and the Divine Whip Gate even sent people to chase and kill.

In between, there is already incompatibility.

"Who's in the way?" The leader is an outer deacon elder of the Divine Whip Sect, with the same identity as Ping Qilin. I got the news tonight and came over to join up with Pingqilin's team.

In the dark jungle, a sword light responded to his question.

"You Grandpa Xiao."

Like a phoenix and a song, it soared into the air in an instant, slashed through the night, and a sword broke through the defense of the foreign elder. Poof, a bloody light stained a bright moon in the sky.

"It's the powerhouse of the Sword Sect."

"The elder is dead."

"Run."

In an instant, he ran around and fled, panicking.

The brilliant sword intent rose into the air and turned into dozens of sword blades.

Shout! Shout! Shout!

The long sword drove straight and rushed in all directions, harvesting Dao life with a swish.

Swish!

A sword light fell on the neck of one of them, and the cold sensation made the man's legs go limp in an instant, and he could no longer move.

"Where is the closest stronghold to the Divine Whip Gate?" The voice of indifference resounded softly.

The weather in the jungle, one moment the moon was in the sky, the next second it was already covered by dark clouds, and in the second half of the night, the cold wind froze the bones.

The dark clouds move sideways, the wind passes and the rain falls.

Crash.

The torrential rain pounded on the jungle.

Inside the Seven Hidden Arrays, there was calm, completely isolated from the breath of the outside world.

Raindrops fell in strings, and a silver sword light burst through the night sky in a flash, taking away a cold killing machine.

The Divine Whip Gate may have really found out the clues, and set up his temporary base in a small and inconspicuous mountain village at the end of this jungle.

The original mountain people in the mountain village have been transferred by the Divine Whip Gate by some means.

The rain fell and extinguished the bonfires.

The noise had passed, and the whole village fell into silence, only the sound of rain and wind was heard, and the water rushed over the village and rushed down into the dark distance.

The sword light flashed through the air.

Like a comet landing!

Rumble!

The cold sword light bombarded directly on the roof in the very center, and the bricks and tiles in the sky exploded in an instant.

Fight and kill in the open.

The Thousand Phoenix Sword, spinning and flashing, the sword intent covers the world.

"The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and it blows down, and the stars are like rain."

The sword qi was staggered, and lightning swept away the life in Dao's sleep.

The whole village was awakened in an instant.

When he was dreaming of capturing the Sword Sect, a sharp sword aura slashed across his head.

Murderous machine, full of sky.

"It's the Sword Sect! The people of the Sword Sect have come to sneak attack. ”

"Fight, prepare for battle."

"The enemy is too strong, the elder was killed by a sword, hurry up, send a distress signal."

Heavy rain poured down, sometimes with lightning, reflecting pale and frightened faces.

They couldn't even see the human figure, they only felt that the sword intent in the sky was everywhere, and the silver flashes were overwhelming, easily harvesting their lives.

Strong winds, heavy rain.

Call!

The sword intent fell, and the blood and arrows were chaotic.

"The BMW carved car is full of incense, the sound of the phoenix flute moves, and the jade pot is bright."

Such as a beautiful picture.

It's like a scene of intoxication.

Like a melodious flute sound.

Like a little refreshing jade light.

The figures scattered in all directions, but one by one they fell silently in pools of blood, and the blood was stained on the stagnant water on the ground. The lightning reflected Bai Daodao's dead eyes, staring at the stagnant water on the ground, only a little blood-red water spot, dotting this murderous rainy night.

"A night of fish and dragon dance."

Sword dance, dancing people.

This night, the Thousand Phoenix Sword is the master.

It was so fast that it killed people without leaving a trace, and the screams of the whole village went from being terrible at the beginning to gradually subsided, and no one saw the killer with their own eyes.

It's like a ghostly devil, no, it should be a dancing ichthyosaur tonight, flashing and flickering, counting lives.

The secret stronghold set up by the Divine Whip Gate on the outskirts of the jungle thought that the gods were unaware, but unexpectedly attracted Xiao Yang, the killing god.

In the face of his enemies, he never relented.

The sword light was gradually weakening.

The last few figures are struggling to support......

"The moth snow willow is golden, and the laughter is full of dark fragrance."

A sword slanted in, piercing the heart.

The white clothes fell down in a flutter.

His eyes were calm and indifferent, and on the crystal body of the Thousand Phoenix Sword in his hand, a drop of blood slipped down and fell down the tip of the sword on the stagnant water on the ground.

The sword was raised, and the bloody arrows flew.

A figure at the back of the curtain fell.

Two laughs.

White-clothed and snowy, flowing and moving, wherever the figure went, it happened that a lightning bolt crossed, reflecting a majestic body, dazzling.

"Everyone looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim."

The song [Qingyu Case] renders a prosperous and noisy scene into a murderous battlefield. Xiao Yang's perception of sword song was sublimated again in an instant.

Lightning, black fog, high winds, rain.

A night of fish and dragon dance.