He staggered and closed his mouth, and the blood did not come out of his mouth. His sword draws back to parry! He had calculated that he was sure to block this sword!

But Qiu Leng's sword changed direction downward and stabbed down diagonally! This stab is even faster than it was just now!

Jing Wuming's face turned pale, his sword could no longer be held, but fell to the ground, and Qiu Leng's sword pierced into his shoulder blades. Shangguan Fei seemed to have heard the coldest joke in the world, and he laughed and said, "Hehe, you let me go?" You still want me dead? Are you scaring me? Don't forget, you're crippled now. ”

Jing Wuming said coldly: "I'm just trying to persuade you. ”

Hearing Jing Wusheng's indifferent words with confidence, Lin Xian'er looked at Shangguan Fei and then at Jing Wusheng, she seemed to have made a great determination, and pounced on Jing Wusheng like a cat.

Jing Wuming held the sword in her right hand, and knocked Lin Xian'er to the ground with one elbow, and she groaned in pain, as if she had been greatly wronged.

Shangguan Fei was already about to go crazy, just now he hugged Lin Xian'er, but now Lin Xian'er was knocked to the ground like shit by Jing Wu'er.

Shangguan Fei almost roared angrily: "What is he better than me?" A cripple, you turned out to be"

His face turned purple and he was speechless with anger.

Lin Xian'er looked at Jing Wuming with a smile, her eyes full of adoring love.

But Jing Wusheng's expression was extremely cold, his eyes were dead, and he didn't even look at Lin Xian'er.

Shangguan Fei couldn't help it anymore, he roared, "I'll kill him now!" I'm going to let you know who's really strong. ”

Lin Xian'er smiled even more happily, she was most willing to see men shed blood for her duels, she just enjoyed such charm.

The dragon and phoenix double rings have been held in Shangguan Fei's hands, he is holding it very tightly, his expression is particularly ruthless, and his hatred for Jing Wusheng has been buried in his heart for many years from beginning to end.

Shangguan Fei jumped forward, and the dragon and phoenix double rings were about to come out, and the momentum and power were not comparable to ordinary martial arts.

"The dragon flies and the phoenix dances and flies together!" Shangguan Fei gritted his teeth, and the double ring had already been taken off.

In a flash of white light, Jing Wu's sword has been stabbed!

Right-handed sword!

Qiu Leng bit his hand when Shangguan Fei clenched the dragon and phoenix double rings, his hand was dripping blood, he held the Songyang Iron Sword tighter, and the blood was thicker!

A man is not even afraid of bloodshed, what is he afraid of?

Qiu Leng licked the blood flowing in the palm of his hand, and his hideous expression became even more demonic.

At the moment when Jing Wuming drew his sword with his right hand, Qiu Leng slammed open the window and leaped forward!

"Demon Tail Orimei!" Qiu Leng's sword stabbed Jing Wuming's throat!

The sword style is electric and the stone fire, Qiu Leng itself has a speed bonus when he draws the sword, and now with the speed and strength of the Songyang sword, the power of this sword should not be underestimated.

Sword light!

The sword light pierced Shangguan Fei's throat, but Jing Wusheng's body was hit by the double ring.

Shangguan Fei's fish-like eyes were still staring at Jing Wusheng, his eyes were full of doubt, sadness, and shock......

Shangguan Fei looked unbelievable, he didn't believe that Jing Wuming's right-hand sword was faster than his left hand, but Jing Wusheng also didn't believe it, he didn't believe that someone could actually use the left-handed sword when the two swords were staggered, and suddenly changed direction strangely.

Jing Wuming knew that Qiu Leng's sword was not fast in his eyes, but when he stabbed Shangguan Fei, he was hit by Shangguan Fei's double ring, and his body was no longer balanced, so he was already two points slower when he drew his sword.

He was sure that he would have a certain hit, but his sword stabbed Shangguan Fei, and he was already two points slower, so he could only draw his sword to block!

"Is that you? Why? Jing Wusheng's voice was still cold.

Qiu Leng didn't speak, but drew his sword, revealing the hilt.

Jing Wuming's pupils contracted, and of course he could see the small characters of Songyang engraved on the hilt of the sword.

"Songyang Iron Sword? You actually became Guo Songyang's apprentice? ”

Qiu Leng said: "It should have been you who died that day, and you are by no means his opponent!" ”

Jing Wuming said: "But it was he who died!" ”

Qiu Leng's long sword shook and shouted: "The wind has no return to the sect!" ”

There is wind, as if there is no wind! The wind seems to have no trace at all, and the sword of Qiu Leng has been changing, and it seems that it has not changed!

There is no sword and no opponent, so his sword does not change either.

But Jing Wuming had already seen the changes on the sword, and that kind of change was invisible, fleeting, and could only be clearly felt, but not seen!

Jing Wuming's pupils contracted, and he almost blurted out, "What kind of sword technique is this?" "His heart was messy, his sword was indeed fast, but he had never seen such a change of arrogance to the pinnacle.

"Songyang Seven Swords!" Qiu Leng said word by word.

The cold sweat on Jing Wusheng's head had already fallen, indeed, he should have died. This invisible swordsmanship is not in the hand, it is in the heart!

This sword is actually the sword in Guo Songyang's heart!

Hurry! But at the end of it, it is dead! It's like a dead man, without any aura and no feelings. But the sword is like a man! There is life, there is aura, and there is this extremely invisible change.

"It should indeed be me who died!" Jing Wusheng's voice was no longer cold, nor was it arrogant.

Qiu Leng said: "You don't deserve to die, it should be Shangguan Jinhong who dies!" But you're dead! ”

Lin Xian'er's eyes suddenly brightened, she actually stood up again, this time she actually hugged Qiu Leng's neck and held one of Qiu Leng's hands on her chest.

"Oh." Jing Wuming's body was obviously trembling! And the blood flowed down his mouth.

Qiu Leng said: "You don't admit it? You only kill! Isn't it sad to live to kill? If a person has no feelings, then what is the difference between him and a beast? ”

Jing Wusheng couldn't hold back any longer, and he began to vomit.

Qiu Leng continued: "You can't feel the greatest love in the world at all, isn't it sad? How many people have you killed, and how many should you kill? How many wives are separated? They are all ruined in your hands, bloody, your hands are covered with blood! ”

"Say no more!" Jing Wusheng said painfully.

Qiu Leng said: "Actually, when you practice the right-handed sword, you already know that Shangguan Jinhong destroyed you, but you still have a trace of yearning for the world, and if you yearn for it, there will be light, so you started to practice the right-handed sword!" ”

Jing Wuming didn't speak, his body was trembling all the time, and every word of Qiu Leng stimulated his nerves.

"But you know, you can't do without Shangguan Jinhong, and you have become dependent on him. He's manipulating your nerves, and without him, you don't know how to live or what to do! You are like a child who has lost his home since childhood, and in your eyes, Shangguan Jinhong is your home! Only by his side can you feel safe. But you still long for the light! Still feeling insecure, you are melancholy and hesitant, so you start practicing your right-handed sword. ”

Jing Wusheng's nerves were completely destroyed, and he was already covered in cold sweat.

Qiu Leng said: "I'll show you the way to the light!" Pick up your sword and use your right hand sword to kill Shangguan Jinhong! ”

"Ahh Jing Wuming actually ran out and ran out like crazy.

Lin Xian'er.

She was as docile as a cat.

She looked at Qiu Leng with a gentle look. She does not hide her proud figure at all, every inch of her skin is as smooth as snow, and every part is the best that a woman dreams of.

She is indeed a stunner.

Her hand held Qiu Leng's lower body, and one hand held Qiu Leng's hand and rubbed it up and down her chest.

She gasped, moaning seductively.

Qiu Leng cooperated with her, he kissed her face, touched her lower body, and the other hand was wandering.

"Hold me, hold me tight."

Qiu Leng carried her to bed.

Conquest, there is no woman who cannot be conquered.

Lin Xian'er was full of pride, and her voice was full of pride.

But she suddenly saw Qiu's cold and indifferent eyes, which was just a simple beastly vent, and it also carried a kind of conquest.

She suddenly had a trace of fear, and her heart seemed to be exposed at once, completely unconcealed.

It's all because of Autumn's cold, indifferent eyes.

"Am I not beautiful?" Lin Xian'er groaned.

Qiu Leng said: "Your person is indeed beautiful, but your heart is very poisonous. ”

Lin Xian'er gasped: "Then are you comfortable?" ”

Qiu Leng said: "Comfortable, but it's only comfortable on the **." You are now just my tool, just as others are like yours. ”

Lin Xian'er was shocked, her heart was even more frightened, but she didn't think about it anymore, just because she was so comfortable, and this beauty of being conquered had made her forget everything.

She just wanted Qiu Leng to stop, she had been completely conquered.