However, when the wooden arrow was about a foot away from Xiao Jiansheng's body, it failed to advance a single inch, and suddenly burst into flames, and the wooden arrow hung in the air with alternating blue and green flames, crackling and burning, and finally only a piece of the hilt of the sword and a section of the ashes of the sword body remained, and then it stopped burning.

Xiao Jiansheng spread out his palm, the hilt of the sword fell, and the sword was scattered in the wind, but he didn't look closely, and he already recognized the owner of the wooden sword.

At this moment, Xiao Jiansheng sneered, his eyes looked into the darkness, and at this moment, a person was standing in the distance outside the door.

Wuliu, but not like Wuliu, looks the same, but the momentum is completely different, at this moment Wuliu is closing his eyes, his face is calm.

The noise around him is getting louder and louder, but it does not affect Xiao Jiansheng's serious thinking at all, nor does it affect his state of mind, there is a white lotus flower in his heart lake, which can keep his mind clear at any time, as the cloud above the sky gradually droops, wisps of black mist attack him like silk, and each silk contains a different kind of energy fluctuation, as if it is an attack by one person.

Xiao Jiansheng could sense that there were tens of thousands of such attacks around, so there were tens of millions of people who had paid with their lives for this, and for the time being, he could only identify the murderer behind the scenes as Jiang Xiaobai.

Xiao Jiansheng did not deliberately urge the death scripture in his body to turn these silks into nothing, he always kept an extra eye, he was in the light, the enemy was in the dark, and there were some means that needed to be left for it.

In an instant, Xiao Jiansheng flicked the hilt of the sword in his hand and stabbed straight at Wuliu.

It also did not cause damage to Wuliu, and after the hilt of the sword turned into a burst of black mist in front of Wuliu, it was enriched to the surroundings, and there was a pitch-black sword in Wuliu's hand again, and even Xiao Jiansheng couldn't perceive the appearance, he could only sense the existence of the sword.

Suddenly, Wu Liu opened his eyes, they were a pair of pitch black eyes, black without a little white impurities, similar to the situation when Xiao Jiansheng first saw the ghost woman, but it was more evil than the ghost woman, because he found that something was moving on Wu Liu's body, like dozens of snakes rampaging through his body.

There seems to be a crying voice saying, I'm going out......

In fact, Xiao Jiansheng and Ben couldn't hear any sound, the black silk was silent, and there was no real crying sound, it was just some kind of special signal, which became a human voice in Xiao Jiansheng's telepathic perception.

Then a black silk went straight to Xiao Jiansheng's eyes, Xiao Jiansheng stretched out his hand to block, and grabbed the black silk into his hand, and the black silk was unwilling to rush left and right in his tiger mouth, doing all kinds of struggles, but he was still unable to get rid of Xiao Jiansheng's palm.

In the end, the black silk gave up the struggle, and began to become thinner and longer, wrapping around Xiao Jiansheng's arm upward, and when the end of the silk-thin silk was about to approach one of Xiao Jiansheng's eyes, he suddenly noticed, and the black silk seemed to be disturbed in some way, gradually quieted down, and then dissipated.

However, this is only one, there are thousands of others that are rapidly condensing and forming, and in Xiao Jiansheng's perception, those black threads seem to be as dense as human hair, constantly swimming towards him.

Xiao Jiansheng had not destroyed those black silks on a large scale, but tried his best to eliminate them one by one, until dozens of black silks dissipated, Xiao Jiansheng frowned, and he suddenly found that the abilities in these black silks were almost the same strength, slightly lower than the strength of a Five Realms cultivator.

Xiao Jiansheng also wanted to find out more rules

Come, suddenly a black silk fluctuated more, crashing through the surrounding black silk and heading straight for Xiao Jiansheng, and at the same time, a voice once again appeared in his mind, don't hurt my wife and children......

Hearing this voice, Xiao Jiansheng subconsciously remembered Ah Lang and his mother, his movement was a little slower, and the black silk suddenly rushed forward, stabbing his eyebrows.

Xiao Jiansheng didn't know how these black silks came from, but he could clearly perceive that each black silk represented a once alive cultivator, although he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but he believed in the soul, people are a combination of the soul and the flesh * body, the body can be turned into soil, but the soul can be temporarily retained.

If this person is really Ah Lang's father, his body has already entered the earth, once the spirit dissipates again, won't he wait for this person to completely dissipate into nothingness.

I don't know what to think about, Xiao Jiansheng waved his hand and shot out the black silk, he could sense that the black silk had flown out dozens of feet away, but it suddenly dissipated.

Xiao Jiansheng was a little pity, and just when he was puzzled, someone on his roof laughed softly: "The surname Xiao, now you know why this girl killed Wuliu, right?"

Xiao Jiansheng was busy and said with a smile: "Then he will be handed over to you, but try to keep your mouth alive." ”

Mu Qing fell to the ground like a gust of night wind, Xiao Jiansheng could see a pale yellow outline slightly, Mu Qing was surprised: "You are going to save him, but you know why he has become like this, once he is instructed by Jiang Xiaobai, he will not be able to wake up, and he will become a person like Jiang Xiaobai, wouldn't it be dangerous for those children in the school?"

Xiao Jiansheng still insisted: "It's really not okay to leave him alive for the time being, it's not too late to take his life again." ”

Mu Qing didn't say yes, nor did he say no, he just said be careful not to let these soul puppets get into the sea of qi, so he rushed into the night with two short knives in his hands, and quickly leaned towards Wuliu.

Xiao Jiansheng originally wanted to say a word, beware of Wuliu's last means of fighting, but Mu Qing had already disappeared.

Soon after Mu Qing left, Xiao Jiansheng began to concentrate and calm, and when all the black silk around him rushed in, suddenly, his body was radiant, and a fusiform white light burst out from his center, illuminating his courtyard as bright as day in an instant, at the same time, countless black silks were forced to flee into the distance, but the holy white light of the departed scripture flashed dozens of zhang, and the surrounding darkness was purified, and the black cloud slowly became thinner, until it could no longer condense and form, and was blown away by the night wind.

Under the moonlight, Mu Qing was entangled with Wuliu, short knife against black sword, movement from large to small, and then to the ripples with air currents violently.

At first, Mu Qing's double knives did not leave her hands, her body was light like a swallow hovering under the willow branches, swinging around, the pale yellow long skirt sometimes tightly wrapped around the delicate body, sometimes by the wind drum, Mu Qing's slender legs were graceful, it seemed that she was very jealous of the black sword in Wuliu's hand, and she didn't dare to rely on Wuliu too closely, a little passive.

The pitch-black sword in Wuliu's hand looked unremarkable, but every time he picked and teased, he was wrapped in a black wind, forcing Mu Qing to retreat, and suddenly a sword swept over, Mu Qing held the knife in a figure-eight shape, and his body jumped into the air, as if he wanted to get rid of the entanglement of the black wind, Xiao Jiansheng only heard a stabbing sound, and the corner of the hem of the pale yellow skirt was shattered, and her person was also knocked out by the wind.

But it didn't smash

On the ground, when he was about to land, the two slender legs suddenly bowed, and then the toes were lightly tapped, and the body shot straight up, taking advantage of the gap between Wuliu's changing moves, the double knives went around Wuliu's back and cut hard.

But unfortunately, the twin knives failed to break through the layer of black wind outside Wuliu's body.

Although he looked dangerous and dangerous, Xiao Jiansheng was not ready to help, it was not that he didn't want to end this battle as soon as possible, because he found that Mu Qing had something on his body that he needed to learn, such as that light body style, if it weren't for that, she wouldn't be able to last three breaths under Wuliu's sword.

Moreover, Xiao Jiansheng also found that every time Mu Qing tried his best to get close to Wu Liu's body, he was not killing with one blow, but breaking the black fog defense on Wu Liu's body a little bit, I don't know how long it took, Wu Liu's movements became more and more stiff, although Mu Qing's long hair was also attached to his face, but the two short knives in his hands became more and more weird, and suddenly, the two knives came out of his hand, one knife ran to the left, and the other knife pulled obliquely to the right, and the two white lights directly cut the black fog around Wu Liu's body into several pieces.

Suddenly, there were bursts of strange movements in Wuliu's throat, and in an instant, a breath that made Xiao Jiansheng's heart palpitate came out with Wuliu's snort, which seemed to have a miraculous effect of isolation, and Xiao Jiansheng could no longer sense the existence of the two.

Finally, Xiao Jiansheng walked towards the courtyard gate, with an extra telekinetic sword in his hand.

Just when he was about to break through the aura, he suddenly found that Mu Qing's figure crashed out after the aura, staggered to the ground, his face was covered with blood, there was only a short knife in his hand, his footsteps had not yet stood firm, and he withdrew a few feet away again, and then he began to gasp heavily.

Xiao Jiansheng looked at all this in surprise, until the strange aura dissipated, and then he saw clearly that there was an extra knife on Wuliu's sea of qi, but the blade had already submerged into his body, leaving only the handle outside.

Wuliu opened his dark and hideous eyes, and the black sword in his hand began to be broken off by the wind little by little, at this time Wuliu unfolded his stiff hands as if he was about to catch something, but the stiff hands could not come back completely, wisps of black mist quickly drifted around along the position of the wound, gathering more and more, getting thicker and thicker, basically when the Wuliu was about to be submerged, suddenly a holy lotus flower appeared directly above the top of Wuliu's head, as the petals unfolded, a holy breath slanted down like a waterfall, wrapping Wuliu layer by layer.

After a few breaths, Wu Liu fell straight to the ground, his face gradually returned to normal, and a black and white boundary appeared in his eyes.

Wuliu didn't die, but he was temporarily a little delirious, and he hurt the sea of qi, and swept around with his confused eyes, and then he completely fell asleep.

At this moment, Mu Qing came over, picked up the bloodstained knife, and rubbed it on Wuliu's clothes a few times, only then he grinned and touched his still bleeding cheek, Xiao Jiansheng glanced back at the moonlight, and found that the wound was deep and boneless, and said with some sympathy: "Do you need help?"

Mu Qing stubbornly shook his head and said, "No need, but borrow your place." ”

Mu Qing walked towards the house alone, and Xiao Jiansheng realized that there was still a wound on her back, and in addition, there were several places on her legs that were dripping blood.

Just as he was about to carry Wu Liuxian back to bandage his wounds, several fire sticks were quickly approaching in the distance.

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