Luo Ning sat at the door of the hut and fell asleep.

Qin Boyi leaned next to him.

The black cloud reached the bottom of the thirteenth mountain gate sword path.

Beneath the black cloud stood four people silently.

A farmer, a girl, two ordinary people.

They set foot on the path of the sword, which was supposed to lead straight to the top of the mountain, but now it seemed a little long.

Ye Qing was still pranayama with his eyes closed, and Gu Changsheng was also pranayama with his eyes closed.

Luo Ning didn't breathe, he slept soundly.

Qin Boyi's eyes looked at the surging black clouds, not knowing what he was thinking.

The makeup on her face was a little unclear, but when the night was about to fall, you could see that her face was extremely serene.

When the black clouds arrive, the devil will finally come.

......

On the horizon of that sword, four figures appeared.

The Night Demon carried the broken hoe behind his back, and in his hand held the weapons that the men had previously arranged for Tianluo.

Now these weapons have turned into a pile of scrap metal.

The night demon looked a little tired, but at this time there was an unbearable ecstasy.

He looked at the four people sitting and said, "You still can't run after all." ”

Qin Boyi kept looking at him with his eyes open, looking at Wutong standing next to him, Wutong noticed the makeup on her face and was silent.

Qin Boyi suddenly spoke, "We have found the map of Xuantian Shentie there, but we don't plan to give this map to you. ”

The Night Demon said calmly, "When I kill you all, this map will be mine." ”

Qin Boyi straightened up and said, "Then I'll give it to you when we die." ”

Ye Qing was the first to open his eyes, he calmly held the gun in his hand, he had been worshiped by thousands of people since he was a child, whether it was his appearance or cultivation, he was undoubtedly the best among his peers.

His proud heart is different from Luo Ning.

Luo Ning was a young master when he was young, and he was blinded and neglected in Jianyuan for five years, although there are similarities between the two, there are still differences.

In any case, Ye Qing's pride is something that others can't trample on.

He stood up, and there seemed to be some extremely viscous spiritual power in the air covering his spear.

Then there is Gu Changsheng, Gu Changsheng's personality is very straight, just like his appearance, he looks like a scholar who doesn't know anything.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have that bowl of daughter red in the Celestial Empire.

He picked up the knife that lay flat on his knee at his waist.

Stood up.

Luo Ning didn't move.

Then Gu Changsheng and Ye Qing each came out with knives and guns.

There was no communication, no rendering, and the darkness of the night seemed to have been torn between the two knives and guns.

A chilling gun and knife intent rose into the sky, and the light shone brightly in front of the thatched house, as if it was about to set the night sky on fire.

At the same time, the sunset on the green hills in the distance finally slowly sank to the bottom of the mountain.

At the moment when the sun sank, the black cloud above everyone's heads finally merged with the night.

At some point, a moon rose on the top of a mountain in the east.

The moonlight shone on the swords and spears of the two people as they advanced, like a layer of silver light.

At the same time, an incomparably silent aura suddenly appeared at the distance of three feet in front of the demon general's body—this was the Silence Intent!

The silence swelled like a barrier.

Above the barrier, there were a few ripples, like the rain hitting the surface of the lake and creating layers of ripples. The two rays of light, one light and one dark, collided fiercely with the barrier, and finally returned to nothingness.

Ye Qing and Gu Changsheng shot at the same time with the peak blow of the Nine Realms of the Spirit Realm, and they couldn't move forward even a bit.

The two men snorted at the same time, then took a step backwards at the same time.

Raise the sword and gun in your hand and move forward again.

Wutong handed the Hundred Demon Stick into the hands of the Night Demon, and the demonic energy around him swelled, and an even thicker silence instantly enveloped the two people's bodies.

Even the thatched palace behind them trembled under the breath.

Qin Boyi frowned slightly, he didn't expect this demon general to be so strong after having such an obvious killing intent, Ye Qing and Gu Changsheng joined forces, and they couldn't hinder him for a moment.

I don't know when, the boy next to her slowly opened his eyes.

As before, he would love to get some more sleep.

But before he had to do a handyman, now he had to fight.

Luo Ning stood up, moved his somewhat numb arm, and then he clenched his fist.

Qin Boyi put the Qiushui Sword in his hand, "There is my latest Qiushui Sword Intent on this, maybe it can help you." ”

Luo Ning took the sword, and with Qin Boyi's faint body temperature on it, he walked over in the night, a little tragic and a little helpless.

So behind the incomparably cold sword light and gun, there was another sword momentum at this time!

This sword momentum is very quiet, with the vitality of autumn water, the determination of chopping wood, and Luo Ning's 10,000 kinds of angry scolding in the heart of this demon general!

The three breaths suddenly merged in one place, and then suppressed the silence intent.

Suddenly, there were some very strange sounds among the people, like something being burned, and like the sizzling sound of a roasted chicken on the stove.

This is the trembling of the spiritual power and mind of several people.

Like water glued, it is as intolerable as fire and water.

Luo Ning's realm was the lowest, and with a muffled snort, he had already spit out a mouthful of blood.

Ye Qing and Gu Changsheng held on for about a few seconds, and then followed by a mouthful of blood spurting out, and the three of them were defeated fiercely.

Luo Ning took five steps back in succession.

Ye Qing and Gu Changsheng took three steps back.

Ye Qing sneered, "If you have Qin Boyi's realm strength, you won't be so embarrassed." ”

Luo Ning ignored his words, the spiritual power in the sword fetus was released, and a faint light was cast on the Qiushui sword.

The young man snorted coldly, "Fight, fight, don't talk so much nonsense." ”

Ye Qing suddenly laughed at himself and said, "If I understand the intent of Xilin's gun, I still have some chance of winning." ”

Luo Ning was stunned for a moment, puzzled.

This Xilin gun is the meaning of the spear forest sect master in the maple forest every day for thirty-six years, the maple forest is like a gun, it is also an extremely powerful shot in the gun forest.

It's a pity that after all, Ye Qing's age is still young, and he is still a little short of the complete Xilin gun intent.

The Daredevil didn't wait for the three of them to strike again.

He took a step forward, the Hundred Devil Wand in his hand raised.

He didn't deliberately smash a person, but smashed it into the open space in front of him.

But even so, there is still a terrifying pressure like the waves of the sea. Then he slapped the three of them out of the air.

It was Ye Qing who flew out the farthest this time.

Because he is under the most pressure on the whole side.

Then there was Luo Ning, who flew out.

Luo Ning fell heavily beside the bluestone.

And Gu Changsheng's body was lying in front of Qin Boyi.

Ye Qing fell into the thatched palace.

The thatched hut that had not collapsed for decades suddenly collapsed in a roar.

A piece of crumbs in the morning.