Before Qianyue could hold the reins, the horse spread its hooves and galloped away.

Ling Che didn't care about this, and half-leaned on Shen Qingmian with his arms covered.

The pain of the right arm was impaled by force, and the pain can be imagined, and the blood slowly flowed down the arm and onto the sword.

Shen Qingmian carefully supported him, and the emotions of self-blame, guilt and anger were almost uncontrollably surging.

Forcibly suppressing his emotions, he caught a glimpse of the approaching enemy, and his hand holding the sword tightened slightly.

Ling Che was injured and could only rely on him.

But these seem to be the secret guards specially cultivated by a certain family, and they are highly cultivated and proficient in swordsmanship, and they are very familiar with his swordsmanship, which can't help but make people a little suspicious.

Before he could think about it, the group slashed at him with his sword raised.

He frowned slightly, and raised his sword to resist.

But helplessly, after a wheel battle, he still fell behind.

Those people seemed to be desperately determined to kill them, and one of them was seriously injured, and the other was restrained and physically exhausted, making it extremely difficult to deal with.

Tuanzi was still young, and he didn't know how to use his own spiritual power to attack, so he kept pounceing, biting, scratching, and scratching, with little effect.

Seeing that Shen Qingmian was constantly injured, Ling Che hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and stopped his movements, put down his sword, put his hands on his chest, silently chanted a strange incantation in his mouth, and a faint black mist surged around him.

Seeing that he had no sword in his hand, several sharp-eyed men in black took the opportunity to attack, but they seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier and couldn't move.

This also bought him time.

The old man of the spirit stone once said that this spirit stone is the stone left behind when Nuwa mends the sky, because it is at the junction of the three realms all the year round, the negative spirit stone absorbs the yin and evil qi between heaven and earth, and the energy is huge, all by the suppression and control of the positive spirit stone, if you want to exert its power, you need to forcibly separate the two spirit stones, but if you are not careful, you will completely turn into a demon because you can't control the power, even if you control it at that time, it can be regarded as half a demon.

However, he never cares about what is a demon or not, whether he becomes a demon or not, his mind is still his own after all, if he doesn't want to do evil, who will force him?

Now is also an extraordinary time, it is important to save his life first, anyway, he is the young sect master of the Demon Sect, even if he becomes a demon.

Under the recitation of the incantation, the chest glowed red, and the spirit stone was divided into two, one was stored in the left chest cavity, and the other was left in the right chest cavity, as if there were two hearts, which was very magical.

At the moment when the spell was spoken, a black vortex suddenly appeared in the sky, and several miserable white flashes of electromagnetic magnetism sounded, and after only a moment, there was a thunderstorm, and the black clouds wrapped in the current were surging and surging, constantly shouting, and on the ground, those black-clothed people seemed to be controlled by an invisible hand, tightly fixed in place and unable to move.

I only heard a loud bang, the vortex slowly moved, the wind and clouds between heaven and earth changed color, the grass and trees were uprooted and rushed into the air, and the few people in black were also forcibly sucked up, even if they struggled desperately in mid-air and waved their swords to no avail, they could only let themselves get closer and closer to the dark and endless whirlpool.

The black vortex carried the electricity that wrapped the people so tightly that only the shape could be faintly discerned.

After a crackling sound, the clouds, which had been struggling, slowly calmed down.

All that remains is the smell of burnt burnt in the air.

After a few moments, the black clouds slowly dispersed, and several charred corpses that had lost their human appearance fell to the ground one by one, and the dust that bounced up seemed to be mixed with disgusting carrion. Take a hundred times to read the latest chapter of "Lingxing Jianghu Claw Book House" for free for the first time.