Chapter Ninety-Eight: We Are Friends

Long time no see.

......

These four words mean the first words when the two have been separated for a long time and then meet.

Then today, Yang Dingtian and the Demon Lord met.

It sounds opportune, but it's strange to use it between the two.

The tattered clothes of the sun swayed and rustled in the night wind.

The Demon Lord's eyes showed some extremely complicated emotions, he looked at Yang Dingtian and said lightly, "Decades have passed, and your clothes are still so messy. ”

Yang Dingtian looked at him and said, "It's just that you might as well be a woodcutter." ”

The Demon Lord said calmly, "I also worked as a butcher......

Yang Dingtian crossed the iron sword, "It's a pity that this is Jianyuan, not a butcher's shop." ”

The Demon Lord looked at him, then reached out and took the hatchet from the pole next to him.

The air was quiet, there was no sound except the sound of the night wind, and the bodies of the two men suddenly froze in place, without any movement.

After a moment, Yang Dingtian took three steps back, and then the Demon Lord also took a step back.

No one knew what had happened in that moment, because no one could see it.

The light on the Yang Ding Heavenly Iron Sword was a little dim, but his gaze was still tenacious.

He looked at the Demon Lord and said, "Are you hurt?"

The Demon Lord said honestly, "Old wounds haven't healed. ”

Yang Dingtian's sword hung down, and he knew that the two of them had collided seven hundred and thirty-one times in mid-air in the moment just now.

Of the seven hundred and thirty-one times, a large part of him was a disadvantage.

Decades ago, he fought against the Demon Lord, and the Demon Lord's strength was invincible in the world.

Otherwise, it would not be possible for the strength of six people to suppress him.

But now that he was injured, or rather the one he had been from decades ago, the two of them were almost on the same page, but even so, the Demon Lord still had a slight advantage.

Ye Qing looked at the movement in the field, and suddenly felt a little in a trance.

This demon lord is so powerful, even the Sword Saint is not his opponent?

......

Yang Dingtian clenched his iron sword and said, "I admit that you are very strong, and I also admit that you will not be able to win while you are injured, but since you are here today, I will not let you leave the sword abyss alive." ”

The Demon Lord said coldly, "I'm here to pick up someone today and take some things by the way, but since you're already here, I guess I can't take the things with me." But I can still take people. ”

He reached out and tucked the sycamore under his armpit.

Then he picked up the firewood and hung up the firewood knife.

"The knife just now was just to see your strength, and now I don't want to fight with you yet. ”

Yang Dingtian crossed his sword, "Do you think I'll let you go easily?"

The Demon Lord looked at him and smiled seriously, "I admit that your strength is very strong now, and it is a little troublesome to deal with. ”

His tone changed, "But, if I want to come, no one can send me away." If I wanted to leave, there would be no one to stay. ”

He is not bragging, but he does have such strength, although he did not have much advantage in the battle just now, but he is the demon lord after all, and the power of the six people seriously injured him and let him escape, so that there is no news in the world for decades.

What's more, there is only one person in Yang Dingtian today.

Yang Dingtian didn't answer him, and took the lead.

A terrifying sword intent broke through the air, and where the sword intent was enveloped, even the night sky turned into daylight.

Then this sword light fell on the Demon Lord's side like a prison.

With a wave of the Yang Ding Heavenly Iron Sword, those sword intents seemed to form an extremely powerful formation.

The Demon Lord looked at him and smiled, "A trick from decades ago. ”

Then the Demon Lord waved his hand, and Yang Dingtian took a few steps backwards one after another, and his clothes covered with patches and oil stains danced wildly in the air.

Then those sword intents shattered!

A fierce wind rose from the heavens and the earth, carrying an incomparably surging demonic aura.

also lost Yang Dingtian's eyes.

When everyone opened their eyes again, the Demon Lord was gone, Wutong didn't know where he went, and the hundred magic sticks on the ground had disappeared.

......

Yang Dingtian leaned on his sword, suppressed the blood in his chest, and suddenly returned to his previous demeanor.

He looked at a few people and said with a smile on his face, "Welcome back." ”

Then he looked at Gu Changsheng who was lying in the ruins and said, "My Jianyuan's bed is not bad, right?"

Gu Changsheng smiled, "Not bad, not bad." ”

Then Yang Dingtian looked at Qin Boyi and said, "You have suffered, because the teacher was negligent." ”

Qin Boyi looked at him, and there were tears in his eyes again.

......

......

Luo Xue and Yang Mubai and Luo Wuwu walked a long way again.

They came to the foot of a mountain.

The dark clouds in the sky dissipated at this moment, and then the moon hidden behind it was revealed.

Luo Wuwu's eyes were very good, and then she suddenly pointed her finger ahead, "It seems that there is someone." ”

Luo Xue was shocked - in such a state, if you meet someone from the Demon Sect, their situation is really not good.

She hurriedly clenched the sword in her hand and looked in the direction of Luo Wuwu's finger, where under a tree, there were two people sitting.

Yang Mubai stretched out his hand and pressed down the sword in Luo Xue's hand, and said softly, "Don't worry, I'll see when I get closer." ”

A few people got closer.

only to find out that it was a man and a woman.

The man was unconscious, and the woman looked a little helpless with a saber in her hand.

When she got closer, Luo Xue found that the woman was wearing armor that didn't belong to her, and her face was covered with blood, and she couldn't see her original face.

The things on the man's body look gorgeous and whistle, but by the moonlight, it is difficult to see clearly.

The woman looked at the three strangers and was a little nervous, because she didn't know what the place was or who they were.

She thought for a long time, and finally said, "My name is Li Shishi." ”

Luo Xue didn't answer, but Yang Mubai said with a straight face, "Jianyuan Yang Mubai." ”

He tried to clench his fist, only to find that he only had one arm left.

"Jian Yuan?"

The woman's eyes suddenly lit up, and then her eyes showed infinite ecstasy, "You are from Jianyuan, then do you know Luo Ning?"

Luo Xue said, "I'm his sister. ”

Luo Wuwu said, "I'm his sister. ”

Li Shishi continued to ask, "Then where is he now?"

Luo Xue said, "Maybe I'm going to die." ”

Li Shishi looked at Yang Mubai's blood-stained white robe, and her face was very ugly.

Her eyes were slightly pleading, and then she looked at the few people in front of her, "You can save us." ”

Yang Mubai didn't wait for Luo Xue to answer, and asked again, "What are your identities?"

Li Shishi thought for a while and said, "We are friends with Luo Ning. ”

She thought for a moment, then added, "We invited Luo Ning to drink and eat......

Yang Mubai got a little closer, and then finally saw the clothes on the man's body clearly, the clothes looked extremely luxurious, but at this time they were stained with blood.

He frowned slightly.

——

It was a dragon robe.