Riverside.

A gust of wind blew, and two white-clothed figures sat side by side.

On the surface of the river, the turbid waves are rolling, like a monstrous sky, sometimes surging, sometimes surging, like playing a heroic requiem, mourning for those dead warriors.

A few kilometers behind them, four figures came at a rapid pace.

"Ling Xiao, how good would it be if there was no killing in this world?"

Suddenly, Ouyang Ning'er's pale face showed a melancholy look, and she said lamentingly.

"Ning'er, the way of the world is like this, the strong are respected, the weak are like ants, if they are not strong, they will always be slaughtered by the strong at will!"

Ling Xiao's eyes were resolute, and at the same time as he spoke, he showed a domineering aura all over his body, like a king.

That's when --

Ouyang Ning'er listened, looking at Ling Xiao with a dull gaze.

That handsome face, but it made her heart beat faster.

Suddenly, she turned around and suddenly felt a domineering kingly aura, and she was deeply shocked in an instant.

"He... How could the momentum of the king explode?"

"It won't be... I was wrong!"

Ouyang Ning'er was in a state of confusion and thought wildly.

Suddenly, looking back on the past year, she had watched Ling Xiao grow up, but he had changed too much.

The heart is steady, and the killing is decisive.

For those who provoke him, he will never show mercy to his subordinates and kill them all.

In the next moment, she couldn't help but worry about Ling Xiao's future, after all, he had caused too much trouble.

Ning Tiancheng!

And in this battle of glory, killing five Qingxuantang participating disciples, Qingxuantang will definitely find trouble with Ling Xiao.

"Hey!"

In an instant, Ouyang Ning'er couldn't help but let out a long sigh, wondering if she was worried too early.

After all, as a disciple of the Sword Sect, Ling Xiao would not let him be hurt in the slightest.

Suddenly--

Behind the two white shadows, there was a strange laughter.

"Oh, the little couple is in Qingqing, it's so sweet!"

Ling Xiao and Ouyang Ning'er turned around in unison and saw four Qingxuantang disciples standing a hundred meters away.

"Huh, Murong Qing?"

Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, he didn't expect such a coincidence, a year of parting, he actually met in the Royal Canyon.

Seeing Ling Xiao's handsome face, a pair of faint eyes were looking at him, Murong Qing squinted his eyes slightly, and turned his head away with disdain.

A dignified man, he actually joined the female stream of the Sword Sect, and Murong Qing felt ashamed of him.

Murong Qing, as a disciple of Qingxuantang, has always been arrogant.

Before the battle of glory, he wanted to compete with Ling Xiao and trample Ling Xiao under his feet, not to mention how refreshing it was.

"Well, I'm going to beat him!"

Murong Qing thought confidently, completely forgetting the scene he had just seen on the road.

"Why are there only four of you left? Aren't there five of you?"

Ling Xiao slowly stood up and asked lightly.

And Ouyang Ning'er was about to get up, but was pressed down by Ling Xiao and sat on the stone again.

"Oh, deal with you... Do you need five more people?"

Han Fei sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

Where is this Ling Xiao as powerful as Qin Sheng said, is it just like that?

Just as he finished speaking, the two Qingxuan Hall participating disciples laughed wildly.

"Hey, I said Ling boy, I heard that you are very powerful, is it true or false?"

"Boy Ling, this is our Senior Brother Han Fei, a genius of the younger generation of Qingxuantang, you are ready to be beaten... Hey, no, isn't there a river behind you? wash your neck first, and wait for our Senior Brother Han Fei to cut it!"

Ouyang Ning'er listened to the provocative words of the participating disciples of Qingxuan Hall, insulting Ling Xiao, and her body trembled with anger.

She was furious, and there was almost an irrepressible anger in her heart, wanting to rush over at this moment, tear those two hateful bastards apart completely, and turn them into scum little by little.

But she raised her angry eyes and looked at Ling Xiao, still so indifferent.

"Hey, he's better to solve it! Not their opponent after all!"

Ouyang Ning'er sighed in her heart, and she was also self-aware.

"Why are you one missing?"

Ling Xiao asked lightly as if he hadn't heard the insults of the two Qingxuantang disciples.

He was also a little curious in his heart, he killed five participating disciples of Qingxuantang all the way, but only four of them came after him, which one?

"Hehe, Ling Xiao, are you talking about Qin Sheng's coward? ”

Han Fei laughed wildly.

Thinking about Qin Sheng's strength, he also warned himself not to provoke Ling Xiao.

But now that I provoke him, what can he do to me?

"Qin Sheng?"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, as if he remembered something.

Suddenly, he lowered his head and said to himself: "By the way, he should have been to the Sword Sect a month ago, no wonder he would withdraw from the battlefield by himself!"

As he spoke, a look of pity appeared on his face.

Obviously, Ling Xiao felt sorry for not having a head-on battle with Qin Sheng.

"Hey, I said Ling fool, what the hell are you muttering?"

A Qingxuantang participating disciple looked arrogant, and raised his head towards Ling Xiao and said.

"Uh, I wonder how you're going to die?"

Ling Xiao raised his head suddenly, and his cold eyes looked at the Qingxuan Hall disciple who was unreasonable to him just now.

"Haha... My boy, Senior Brother Han Fei, this guy is even more arrogant than you...!"

The Qingxuantang participating disciple couldn't help but laugh out loud.

That's when --

Suddenly the laughter stopped.

The Qingxuantang participating disciple stared at the rolling of his eyes, feeling that he was having trouble breathing, and his throat seemed to be stuck by something.

"Han... Fly...!"

The Qingxuantang participating disciple took the last breath in his mouth and roared vigorously.

But before the words fell, suddenly the Qingxuantang participating disciple clicked on his neck, and he died.

Boom!

The body lay on the ground.

The remaining three were dumbfounded, their faces full of horror.

How can it be?

Senior Brother Yuan Teng was fine just now, but he died in the blink of an eye.

Lingxiao...

What about Ling Xiao?

Where is it?

But after searching around, I didn't see Ling Xiao's figure.

By the river, there was still only a white figure sitting there.

In an instant, the three of them felt a strong fear in their hearts, killing people invisibly, is this still human?

Cold sweat on their foreheads and a chill on their backs made them creepy to the extreme.

"Hell!"

Suddenly, a Qingxuan Hall participating disciple shouted in horror.

Suddenly, he pulled up his legs and turned to run.

However, in the next moment, a yin wind whistled between Han Fei and Murong Qing.

The participating disciples of the Qingxuan Hall, who had just escaped a few steps away, suddenly received a strong impact.

In an instant, the Qingxuan Hall participating disciple was undoubtedly knocked into the air.

The terrifying impact force made him feel that the bones in his whole body were shattered in an instant, and his throat was a day, and a bloody arrow erupted from his mouth, his eyes were black, and he lost consciousness, and he felt that his body flew lightly.

"God... Ahh

Han Fei's eyes showed a look of horror, and his body trembled, only then did he remember Qin Sheng's words.

"Don't be provoked by Ling Xiao, provoke him, you will die without a place to be buried!"

Thump!

Han Fei suddenly bent his knees, knelt on the ground, and pleaded bitterly towards the void: "Ling Xiao, I know it's wrong, please let me go, I don't want to die yet...!"

Seeing Han Fei's actions, Murong Qing was dumbfounded, and the cold sweat all over his body flowed down to his heels.

He never thought that Ling Xiao would actually kill people invisibly, even if he was full of confidence, he would never be Ling Xiao's opponent.

"It seems that I made the wrong decision to list him as an opponent!"

"Hey, I'm still thinking about stepping on him, it's ridiculous!"

At this time, Murong Qing actually showed a wry smile on his face, and shook his head helplessly.

"Ling Xiao, if you want to kill, you can kill, I won't be like Han Fei, deigning to kneel in front of you!"

Suddenly, Murong Qing's face was solemn, he looked up at the void, and let out a loud shout.