When Wanyan Thorn Song appeared, the people who were laughing and playing didn't notice him at all, only Yao Ruoyu keenly noticed that something was wrong, and when he turned his head and caught a glimpse of it was actually Wanyan Thorn Song, the frightened spiritual power of his whole body suddenly ignited, and countless sword rules appeared around him one by one, quickly building the framework of that virtual formation.

Seeing that he was about to complete this formation, he could only hear Yan Tingsong's laughter, without any fluctuations, Yao Ruoyu's surrounding spirit array exploded, and his whole person snorted even more, and he took a few steps back in embarrassment.

"Bastard!" Zhang Ziqiang was sandwiched between Zou Feifei and Li Shuting with a wry smile on his face, and when he saw someone assassinating him, he was furious, his bloody eyes suddenly turned red, and the soul of the god-killing axe was blessed on the Pangu axe, and he slashed at Wanyan and stabbed Song.

"Hmm?" Realizing the sharpness on the Pangu axe that could tear through the void, Wanyan Assassin Song raised his eyebrows in surprise, and flicked his fingers forward, and a shadow rolled up like a tide, drowning Zhang Ziqiang and the two women beside him.

The blade of the Pangu axe was too sharp, even if Wanyan Assassin Song was a powerhouse of the Seven Realms, he was unwilling to touch it at will, so he directly sealed Zhang Ziqiang, Zou Feifei, and Li Shuting in the shadows with the Avenue of Shadows, so as not to be accidentally struck by the axe blade.

From the appearance of Wanyan's assassination of Song to the defeat of Yao Ruoyu and Zhang Ziqiang successively, it was only three or four snaps of a finger, and Li Yilin, Wu Xue and other people who played had not yet reacted, only a few people such as Yang Renjie, Xiang Beibei, Li Huan, and Song Kai found that something was wrong.

With a bang, Yang Renjie overturned the table, and the purple thunder knife turned into a thunderbolt under the blessing of the Thunder Knife Soul and slashed out, Xiang Beibei and Li Huan each raised their weapons and followed Yang Renjie to pounce.

Seeing the three approaching, Wanyan stabbed Song speechlessly, and struck out three fingers in a row, blasting a blood hole in the chests of the three people, and directly knocking Yang Renjie, Xiang Beibei, and Li Huan out.

In an uproar, just when the three of them were defeated, the surging stagnant water of the Styx River suddenly flooded the entire courtyard, and Song Kai's hands shrunk in his sleeves were sealed with his fingers, and he raised the pale chains one after another, pulling out a figure exuding a violent momentum from the mighty dark water.

Wan Yan Si, who had just left the dark water and turned into a puppet, suddenly opened his eyes, and let out a roar like a tiger in his throat, and then broke free of the chains around his body, roaring and pounced on Wan Yan and stabbing Song.

"Wanyan Fourth?"

Seeing Wanyan Fourth, Rao is Wanyan stabbed Song Zhi wantonly, and he couldn't help but be startled, and then he realized that something was wrong, laughed and flicked his fingers, manipulating a large viscous shadow like mud, and submerged the whole person of Wanyan Fourth who roared endlessly.

"Dare to refine the Seven Realms into puppets, your Wenbang is really bold. Wanyan Thorn Song chuckled, his figure suddenly dimmed, and through the attack that everyone rushed to send out, he swept in front of Yao Ruoyu in one step, and pressed his palm on his shoulder.

Yao Ruoyu dared to accept this person's attack, the spiritual power flowed like a river, and bursts of thunder suddenly exploded around his body, and he quickly retreated backwards with the method of sword qi and thunder.

But he retreated quickly, and Wanyan stabbed Song faster, but in the blink of an eye, Yao Ruoyu felt his shoulders sink, and as Wanyan stabbed Song pressed his shoulder with one palm, the heavy shadows derived from the Avenue of Shadows continued to invade his body, gathering every trace of shadow around his body, frantically winding around his body, and constantly sealing his spiritual power, soul thoughts, momentum, and even consciousness.

Sensing that something was wrong, Yao Ruoyu bit the tip of his tongue and desperately recited the mental method of "Ice Heart Formula", wanting to retain a bit of spiritual wisdom, and at the same time, the three avenues of annihilation, killing, and disaster that had been comprehended were also launched with all his might, desperately trying to resist Yan and Song's avenue of shadows.

However, it was useless, Wanyan Thorn Song, as the fifth place in the Splendid Martial Arts List, could be said to be the strongest top five people in Huaxia below the Eight Realms, and the Great Dao of Shadows had already been used to the extreme, no matter how Yao Ruoyu resisted, the countless shadows still unswervingly submerged into the skin of his whole body, turning into a heavy black vein, sealing all his senses.

Holding Wanyan Fuchan's Wanyan Thorn Song with his left hand smiled, grabbed Yao Ruoyu with his right hand, and his body suddenly exploded into countless shadows and rose to the sky, blinking an eye, and he had already fled thousands of miles away with the help of the vast night.

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Lanzhou City.

In a remote alley in the north of the city, there is a quiet and quiet small house, the owner of the house goes out early and returns late on weekdays, rarely meets with the neighbors next to him, after a long time, the neighbors also know that there is only a father and son in this family, the father is silent, and the son is quite lively because he is young, and occasionally meets them a few times.

Half a year ago, the son of this family suddenly disappeared, saying that he went south to Luqu, and he didn't know what to do, and he didn't come back once for more than half a year.

It wasn't until a few days ago that dozens of richly dressed and obviously extraordinary magnates came to this house, and from their entourage, the residents of this alley knew that the neighbor who had been with each other for more than ten years but was not very familiar with it was actually the commander of the 80,000 garrisons of the palace.

Since then, countless idle old men and women will sneak here every day, looking for opportunities to chat with those powerful subordinates, so the identity of the family is gradually revealed under the cocoon of this group of old people.

The commander's name is Feng Zonghan, a Han Chinese, and he seems to be a high-ranking military general in the Song Dynasty in his early years, but later he came to Lanzhou somehow and served as the commander of the palace garrison.

His son went south half a year ago, in fact, he went to be the city lord of Luqu City, but not long ago, the thieves of Wenbang in the south attacked, and this little son of the Feng family fought hard and finally died in Luqu City.

Night.

As the dignitaries who came to worship and befriended left one by one, the house returned to its former silence and coldness, Feng Zonghan sat on an old wooden bench, carrying a wine jug in one hand, and silently looked at the golden silk sandalwood coffin containing Feng Kewen's body.

Outside the house, the burly Tan Wenjun was suspended in mid-air, silently looking down, although he was cut off from sight by the roof, he seemed to be able to see inside through the roof.

When he saw Feng Zonghan silently mentioning the wine jar to drink, the corners of Tan Wenjun's eyes twitched slightly, and he sighed helplessly.

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Wanyan Assassin Song's shadow flow secret technique has obviously reached the peak realm, even if he is carrying Yao Ruoyu and Wanyan Fuchan, his speed is still amazingly fast, after leaving Lixian County, he escaped into the shadows all the way to the north, but half a pillar of incense kung fu, he has actually passed through more than five hundred miles, and came to a ruin in the east of Lanzhou City.

The ruins had clearly been abandoned for many years, full of collapsed temples and broken and leaned white jade pillars, and dense weeds scattered in every corner of the ruins, exuding the smell of depression and decay.

Standing in front of the ruins, although Wanyan Thorn Song stood with a solemn expression, his eyes revealed incomparable excitement and expectation, as if it was a ceremony to stand and salute, and after a long time, he carried the two of them into a shadow and disappeared into the ruins.

Familiar with the road, the shadow turned by Wanyan Thorn Song bypassed several temples one after another, and soon came to a large hall that was obviously several times taller and majestic than the other palaces.

With a bang, Wanyan Thorn Song turned back into a human form from the shadows, carrying Yao Ruoyu and Wanyan Fuchan into the main hall quickly, and the shadows behind him were like living creatures with souls, silently spreading around, along the walls, pillars, floors, ceilings, and sinks of the temple, densely packed with demons and monsters, quickly covering the entire palace.

Throwing Yao Ruoyu and Wanyan Fuchan on the ground, Wanyan Thorn Song casually lifted the prohibition on them, and then quickly walked to the throne above the main hall where the whole body was like a shadow condensed, exuding an endless and lonely atmosphere, and looked down on the two who were gradually waking up with a playful smile.

As the effect of the Avenue of Shadows disappeared, Yao Ruoyu, who was struggling to support him, suddenly felt relaxed, and before he even opened his eyes, he had already pulled out the Zhenxian Sword and jumped up, the sword spirit was like a dragon with a roar, turning into a boundless frenzy and slashing Yan Assassin Song.

With a sigh, Wanyan stabbed Song with a flick of his fingers, and the sword light in the sky suddenly shattered, Yao Ruoyu trembled even more, and the Zhenxian Sword was actually hit by Wanyan Stabbing Song and flew out.

"Sit down!" Wanyan stabbed Song up, looked at Yao Ruoyu with a blue face, raised his left hand and snapped his fingers, and suddenly two chain-like shadows suddenly appeared in the shadows all over the hall, binding his whole person firmly.

"Xiao Fuchan, you should get up too," looking at Wan Yan Fuchan's eyes getting up coldly, Wan Yan stabbed Song and grinned, "Your shadow stream secret technique was passed on to you by me, Xiao Fuchan, if you want to do it to me, you have to think about the end." ”

"Chan'er!" Seeing that Yan Fuchan's body trembled slightly as if she was about to make a move, Yao Ruoyu hurriedly snorted, and suddenly Yan Fuchan's delicate body trembled, and slowly turned her head.

How many times did you pass by in the previous life in exchange for a look back in this life?

How many killers have been blocked in the shadows for you to have this gaze at this moment?

Staring at the face like a dream, Yao Ruoyu's heart was slightly bitter, his throat rolled, and he said astringently: "You have lost weight." ”

It seemed that Bingyan, who would not change when the sky fell, suddenly melted under Yao Ruoyu's words, raised his hand to remove a little bit of water from the corner of his eyes, and Wanyan Fuchan smiled lightly: "I hate it, I said that I don't like this title." ”

Seeing her somewhat cunning, a little lazy, and a little charming smile, the pressure in Yao Ruoyu's heart suddenly dissipated, smiled from the bottom of her heart, and said, "Silkworm baby." ”

"Well," Xing's eyes were slightly bent, Wanyan Fuchan walked quickly to his side, glanced at the two chains that bound Yao Ruoyu's waist, frowned, and said, "This is the emperor's uncle's avenue, and I can't break it." ”

Holding her slightly cold little hand, Yao Ruoyu carefully clasped her hands together and said with a smile: "It's okay, my heart is my hometown, with you, you can go anywhere." ”