The old Taoist priest in Xuanzhen Houshan was still writing the word "Dao" under his feet over and over again, and the old Taoist suddenly stopped his movements and looked towards the position of the dark road: "Old friend, why is there so much hatred all of a sudden." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" After finishing his work, his ears were filled with sorrowful cries and weeping, and all he saw was a bloody purgatory.

"That's not right!" Lao Dao finished speaking, and the figure disappeared from the back mountain, and he had already rushed towards the dark road.

Ye Xiao outside the dark path was the first to bear the brunt, and the desperate anger completely enveloped him, Mingfeng Changming seemed to be hesitating whether he should make a move in this battle, and the old Taoist priest had already come behind Ye Xiao.

Lao Dao looked at Ye Xiao, felt the breath in the dark Dao again, and hurriedly asked: "Xiaoyou, I don't know what happened, why Lin Xiaoyue's gun has such hatred, and who is the other person." “

The old words brought Ye Xiao back to his senses, and Ye Xiao struggled a few times before he slowly spoke: "Uncle Lin is fighting with Lianyu for life and death, no, it should be said that he is fighting with the cunning fox." “

After hearing this, Lao Dao mentioned his skills, and he was about to enter the dark path to help Lin Xiaoyue, and he was just about to step into the sound of the sword and listen to the sound of the sword.

"Senior, stop. “

Lao Dao looked at Ye Xiao in front of him strangely, Ye Xiao's various deeds of the great war he already understood, why.....

"Don't you know who the cunning fox is?"

Ye Xiao listened to it and smiled sadly, "Heh... ＇

"Canglan cunning fox, how could you not know. But in this battle, seniors can't interfere!"

"Oh, what if I insist. After the old man finished speaking, the dust moved slightly, and the momentum instantly pressed towards Ye Xiao.

Ye Xiao could only smile bitterly, and then the wind came out of the sheath, and a sad roar: "Then Ye Xiao can only understand the high moves of his predecessors." “

Lao Dao looked at the young man holding the sword in front of him seriously, put away his momentum and sighed: "That's it, I don't want anyone to interfere in his battle, let it be fate." “

In the dark road, the gunfire had already screamed for the last time, and I saw that Lin Xiaoyue was completely integrated into the gun, and a shocking shot broke through the sky towards the cunning fox.

At the moment of the gun's movement, the blood river on the ground was all swallowed up towards the silver spear, and the heavy blood river was instantly passed through by the silver spear. The moment the silver spear crossed the river of blood, ten thousand insects gathered in front of the cunning fox, the silver spear and golden light shone, and all the insects turned into ashes.

Seeing that the silver spear was about to die, the cunning fox rolled up the endless blood in the dark path and slapped it towards the silver spear, and at the moment of intersection, all the blood was broken by the silver spear, and the cunning fox quickly lifted up and quickly retreated.

In the blink of an eye, the cunning fox was about to be forced to the entrance of the cave, and there was no way to retreat. Seeing that the silver spear was about to pass through the cunning fox, a flat voice came from the corner of the fox's eyes: "It's been a long time since I've seen you so embarrassed, little fox, it seems that you have encountered a big enemy." ”

When the silver spear heard the voice, the monstrous hatred swept out, and Lin Xiaoyue's roaring voice sounded: "Pity!

"Oh, I remember you, your name is Lin Xiaoyue, right. The voice sounded again in the midst of blood and tears.

It was the merciful tiger who heard the words, the silver spear vibrated endlessly, and in an instant, the gun, hatred, and the gun intent were raised to the limit, and a stab forward, the last brilliance of the gunner's life, and this stab again!

As soon as the gun came out, the cunning fox felt that death was coming, and the road to Huangquan was already in front of him. The blood and tears sounded calmly: "Little fox, it seems that you can't take this trick." That's it, I've raised you for so many years, so I'll give you a sword. ”

After speaking, a trace of sword intent appeared in the blood and tears, and instantly headed towards the silver spear. In the blink of an eye, the dark path instantly returned to its previous darkness, the faint silver light on the ground flickered, the silver spear had been broken into two sections, Lin Xiaoyue's blood kept flowing out, and he smiled miserably: "I couldn't catch a move fifteen years ago, and I still can't catch a move after fifteen years." Hahaha, dying under the sword of martial arts mythology, Lin Xiaoyue is worthy of this life!"

Ye Xiao and the old Taoist priest felt that the battle had stopped, so they rushed to the cave in an instant, and saw Lin Xiaoyue talking at this twilight.

Lao Dao saw that his old friend was about to die, and he was about to kill the seriously injured cunning fox in a moment of grief and anger.

In the face of the old Dao killing machine, Ye Xiao instantly appeared in front of the cunning fox: "Senior, as long as Ye Xiao is alive today, Lianyu must leave Hanging Jade Mountain alive." After speaking, the hand holding the sword tightened for three points.

"Old friend, let him go, Lin Xiaoyue is satisfied with this battle. Lin Xiaoyue, who only had one breath left on the ground, also spoke.

Lao Dao looked at the three people in front of him and sighed, then let the debut and let the cunning fox out of the cave.

Lin Xiaoyue spoke again: "Old friend, are you sure that what Ye Xiao has learned is really Xuanzhen's Purple Extreme." “

"Hmm. “

Hearing Lao Dao's answer, Lin Xiaoyue smiled with relief and shouted at Ye Xiao: "Ye Xiao, come here." “

"Uncle Lin, I'm sorry. Looking at Lin Xiaoyue, who was about to die in front of him, Ye Xiao was only struggling in his heart, constantly questioning what he was doing, letting go of a big villain and killing an elder.

Lin Xiaoyue couldn't help but laugh heartily when she saw the emotion on Ye Xiao's face: "Hahaha, boy, don't mind too much." The rivers and lakes are like this, too many accidents will catch you off guard. But no matter what happens, just don't forget what you used to swing your sword for in the first place. After speaking, he grabbed Ye Xiao with one hand, and all the endless internal strength entered Ye Xiao's body.

"Uncle Lin!" Feeling the changes in his body, Ye Xiao was about to break free, because Lin Xiaoyue could still speak now because he was hanging on to his life with a breath of true anger.

"Don't move, listen to me. “

Looking at the elders in front of him, Ye Xiao couldn't help but shed a few tears: "Hmm." “

"I don't have many friends in my life, let alone any relatives. Xiaoyi and you are Lin Xiaoyue's relatives, you have to take good care of Xiao Xiaoyi, don't make her sad. He spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Then continued: "Then tell my old friend, Xiao Xiaoyi's grandfather. Tell him that Lin Xiaoyue can't go back to drink the tea he made..."

After speaking, he let go of Ye Xiao's hand and looked at the old Taoist: "Old friend, goodbye...."

"Uncle Lin!" a mournful voice resounded throughout the mountain, followed by a thunderclap in the sky and rain. Lao Dao looked at his old friend who had died, picked up the corpse, hummed an incomprehensible tune in a trill, and walked farther and farther in the rain.

In the dark path, Ye Xiao clenched his fists, and drop by drop of blood fell from his palm. Two guns were broken underground, a few low whistles exuded boundless hatred, and a faint flickering silver light had come to an end.

Ye Xiao looked at the broken gun and said, "He has already put it down, can't you put it down?"

Suddenly, Mingfeng followed the spear a few low sounds, and Ye Xiao slowly spoke: "Do you want to help it?"

Ming Feng responded with a few long chimes of joy.

"It's only hatred and unwillingness now, and your last demon has not stabilized, which will affect you. The Ringing Wind Sword shook as he listened.

"Hah, then help it. After Ye Xiao finished speaking, a wisp of cyan wind came out of the Mingfeng sword, and the breeze was dotted with a little sparks, slowly approaching the broken silver spear, and then a faint silver light followed a wisp of breeze and slowly returned to the Mingfeng sword.

When Ye Xiao saw it, he put away the Ming Feng and walked out of the dark road. As soon as I came out of the dark road, I saw a person standing in the rain, it was Lianyu, but he had already lived up to his previous appearance as a young man, and his face was lonely.