Chapter 132, Kill, Kill, Kill!
The sunset is charming, the willows are fluttering, and the river surface is sparkling and rippling.
Qing Yue crossed his knees to heal, closed his eyes and said nothing,
Ao Sheng sat on horseback, looked directly at the blue sky, smiled and said, "How is Brother Lan lately?" ”
Under the fox face, Lan Tian said lightly: "I heard that you are looking for me." ”
Ao Sheng shook the folding fan in his hand lightly and said, "Brother Lan seems to be very busy, since he can't invite him, then he can only go in person." ”
Lan Tian glanced at the dejected breeze and the bright sky, and said bluntly: "What are you looking for me?" ”
Ao Sheng smiled indifferently and said, "Borrow something." ”
Lan Tian's eyes were indifferent, and he said, "What is it?" ”
Ao Sheng closed the folding fan in his hand and said softly: "Brother Lan's life!" ”
It seems that there is no grudge between the two ...
Lan Tian was surprised and said, "There are many people who want my life, why are you?" ”
Ao Sheng suddenly sighed and said, "Brother Lan is blocking my way. ”
The blue sky is incomprehensible.
Ao Sheng continued: "The master of Baiyun Island, Brother Lan doesn't want it, but he wants it very much. ”
Lan Tian didn't care, and said, "If you want it, just take it." ”
Ao Sheng smiled, raised the long sword with a bridge sheath in his hand, and said, "You can only get it if you kill Brother Lan with this sword yourself."
Lan Tian paused and said, "In that case, it seems that you can't get it." ”
Ao Sheng casually pulled out his long sword and said, "This is not necessarily. ”
On the side, Qingfeng was escorted up, smiling, and the long sword in Ao Sheng's hand was across his neck.
If you want to be coerced, you will comply.
In this regard, the blue sky is indifferent.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense, as if it was about to erupt.
Yang Tianshu looked at the scene in front of him with an indifferent expression, and the five ghosts of Youfu were interested.
They were curious to see what the end result would be...
After a long time, Qingfeng fell into a dream and smiled bitterly: "Lord Ao Pavilion doesn't have to wait any longer, let's do it." ”
Ao Sheng smiled indifferently, took away the long sword, turned over and dismounted, looked at the blue sky, and said, "Brother Lan really can't bear to watch his friend die like this?" ”
For this question, the frost that had been standing quietly for a long time was as curious.
It was getting late, and it was already halfway through dusk.
Lan Tian thought about it, got out of the carriage, and slowly walked towards Ao Sheng.
At this point, only Broken Frost and Lan'er were left on the carriage.
For others, this is a good opportunity, but unfortunately, for a while, no one dared to make the first move.
Silently, Breaking Frost hugged Lan'er tightly, and looked at the majestic figure on the light boat with a blank look, and there was some hesitation in his heart.
Eventually, she gave up.
The five ghosts of Youfu are not decorations, and it is not easy to escape with Lan'er, even if Yang Tianshu is there.
The sword light flashed away, and the sword body smoothly sank into the heart of the blue sky.
Blood, stained the white clothes red.
Ao Sheng was not polite at all, and stabbed out with a sword, and the result was not surprising at all.
"It is rumored that Brother Lan has miraculous feats and is extremely difficult to kill, but now it seems that he really deserves his reputation." As he spoke, Ao Sheng drew out his sword, his eyes fell on the heart of Lan Tian, and he smiled and played: "I just don't know if Brother Lan will still be alive if he has no head." ”
The words fell, and the sword light rose again.
The next moment, the wind was calm and the silence could be heard.
The head of the blue sky is still there, but Ao Sheng's sword is no longer in his hand.
At some point, the sword had been taken away.
The wound heals slowly and leaves no traces.
Lan Tian looked at the long sword in his hand without hesitation, and said, "This sword is good." ”
Ao Sheng's eyes were full of solemnity, and he said, "It used to be Ye Gucheng's sword. ”
Lan Tian nodded and said, "Although I don't know if my head is gone, I can still live, but if your head is gone, I will definitely not live." ”
Ao Sheng was silent.
Lan Tian continued: "If the two of them die, you will also die, and even, your Blue Sea and Blue Sky Pavilion will be destroyed. ”
Ao Sheng remained silent.
Lan Tian casually held a sword flower and pointed to a place.
There, a clever little beggar was leading the horse and watching with relish.
In the end, Ao Sheng raised his hand helplessly.
Seeing this, his subordinates let go of Qingfeng and fell asleep with the monk Mingkong, and their expressions were quite unwilling.
But in the blink of an eye, the weapon was taken away, and such strength made people feel powerless.
How strong is this person...
Maybe it's because of unwillingness, maybe it's something else.
In short, among Ao Sheng's many subordinates, one of them suddenly gritted his teeth and made a move, and the target was to fall asleep with Mingkong and Qingfeng.
At this moment, the martial arts of those two people are still sealed, no different from ordinary people.
A sword is enough to prove that the person who shot is good at martial arts.
It's a pity that it's still a little slower...
When the long sword was about to pierce the back of the wind in his dream, it suddenly stopped.
I saw that at the center of his eyebrows, the tooth blade had already penetrated deep into it.
There is no danger...
However, it was like a stone being thrown into the river, and it made waves.
Before Ao Sheng could react, the battle broke out in an instant.
The six figures suddenly moved, five of them were the five ghosts of the Youfu, and the last one was Yang Tianshu.
The white tiger roared, and the momentum shook the sky.
Killing intent, just like substance!
Ao Sheng was stunned.
The subordinates who suddenly moved were his arrangement, but what is the current situation.
He didn't know exactly where those people came from, but he could see that the other party's goals were the same as his.
The most important thing is that those people's martial arts are stronger than him, if he didn't have many subordinates, he would have been eliminated at this moment.
He is for the life of the blue sky, what about these people, and what are they for?
Looking at its hands, it is obviously not for the life of the blue sky.
Rushing to the Tiance Mansion without hesitation, is it to break the frost?
In a flash of thought, Ao Sheng's eyes fell on the baby in Broken Frost's arms.
It's the baby...
The wind and clouds change, and the sun sets in the west.
The battle broke out quickly and ended just as quickly.
A cloud dragon appeared, and the dragon's chant and the tiger's roar echoed on the Yangliu River.
Then, everything was calm.
The frost is intact, and Lan'er is as intact.
High in the sky, the blue sky broke the frost, turned into a cloud dragon again, and returned to the ground.
The clouds vanished as if they had never existed.
The carriage shattered, and the horses were frightened and ran away.
In front of Lan Tianshu, the spear in Yang Tianshu's hand swung over, repelling the five ghosts of Youfu.
"Get out!" The cold voice contained monstrous killing intent.
The killing intent from the battlefield is stronger than the killing intent of the people in the rivers and lakes, heavy, and terrifying.
The five ghosts of the Youfu Mansion glanced at each other, as if they had made up their minds.
With a cruel smile, the evil ghost took a step forward and said in a dark voice: "Tiance Mansion, Yang Jiajiang, others are afraid of you, but we are not afraid of the dead." ”
Yang Tianshu was expressionless and said, "Since this is the case, then leave your ghost life behind." ”
The words fell, and the battle began.
At the same time, Lan Tian suddenly pushed away the broken frost and looked down at the sword body that passed through his chest.
It seems, every time, it's always his chest that hurts.
Luckily, he's not in the body of clear water at the moment...
Taking a step forward and swinging his sword back, the attacker had an extra blood mark on his neck and turned into a corpse.
I don't know when, Ao Sheng has receded far away.
Around, many masters surrounded him, ready to move.
In another place, Mingkong fell into a situation of being surrounded and killed like Qingfeng in a dream.
Looking at the way of defeat and retreat, it is obvious that he can't hold on for long.
Looking up, the blue sky looked at the golden sunset, and raised the long sword in his hand.
Jianghu, you killed me, I killed you.
In that case, let's kill ...