The sword was out of control, and a blue light immediately appeared on the surface. The light spreads: "Two instruments and four elephants, open!" The sword light flashed, and the cadre sword instantly divided into four sword shadows. At the same time, it shot from above, left and right, and head-on. The cold-faced man felt a sharp breath, and a trace of coldness flashed on his calm and cold face. As soon as the spear moved, the silver runes on it suddenly dazzled with silver light.

With a wave of his hand, a crescent-shaped qi shot out continuously. The sword shadow of the cadre collided violently in the air, making a crisp sound. In just a few seconds, the shadow of the gun in the cold-faced man's hand suddenly attacked Song Qian, who was rushing towards him. Leng Li's complexion changed, and as soon as the sword turned, the blade of the sword and the blade of the spear collided, sparking countless sparks.

"Song Qian, stand back!" Leng Li's figure jumped and emerged from the yellow sand. Footsteps stomped and stood firmly on the ground. But his own family knew about his own family, and the mana in his body had already been almost consumed due to the transcendence of the soul, and his face was still extremely pale now. Clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "Don't you think it's despicable enough for you to do this?" ”

The right hand stretched out, and a faint red light appeared on it, and he could hold the sword of the general. But because of the impact, his footsteps took a few steps back, and Song Qian reached out and forcibly stabilized him: "Are you okay?" It feels like you're weak! Leng Li stared at the cold-faced man without looking back: "I'm fine!" This person is not simple, everything is careful! ”

"Huh...... Haha......" At this time, the cold-faced man suddenly let out a burst of laughter. From sneering to daxiao, he laughed extremely insolently. It was the first time he spoke, and his laughter was full of contempt for everything, but there was a hint of desolation in it. Leng Li frowned, he didn't understand that deep down in his heart weishenme would feel like this. Is it just a delusion?

After a moment, the cold-faced man slowly stopped laughing. His face returned to a calm and cold state: "Mean? Hehe...... In my dictionary, there is no such thing as mean! All I pursue is the winner and the loser! You say it's despicable, it's just because you're not strong enough! Why make so many excuses for your weakness! ”

"You...... Absurd! Deliberately divert us away and distract us from our combat power. Isn't that a despicable act? I don't want to talk nonsense with you, let's talk about it, what the hell is your purpose! Leng Li's face was pale, and the sword in his hand kept making a clear sound. This is a warning of danger, a sign of extreme danger to the person in front of you.

With a raised brow, the cold-faced man withdrew his spear, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. A little footstep, the phantom flickered. appeared in front of Leng Li in the next second, and the two were close at hand. The cold-faced man smiled coldly and approached Leng Li's ear: "You know my purpose very well!" For the time being, I don't want your blood, but the Nine Turns Yin Yang Record and the Cadre Sword, I advise you to hand it over! ”

I was startled and retreated. A layer of sand and dust rose from under his feet, and he opened a long distance: "You are delusional! It is impossible for you to give you the Yin-Yang Record, and even if you give it to you, you can't open it! The sword has been recognized, and it is impossible to give it to you! As he was talking, Song Qian next to him suddenly became troubled, and a ghost fire appeared on the Yin Yang Soul Devouring Fan, turning into an arc and shooting out.

The corners of his mouth rose, and the cold-faced man smiled coldly very easily: "Although you are the reincarnation of the ghost king, the mystery in the womb has not been completely solved." Now you are too weak! The spear shook, and a silver-white spear shadow mixed with black light swung out. Song Qian's face changed, and his qi collided violently with the Yin Yang Soul Devouring Fan. The yin wind that wrapped the latter on the surface dissipated instantly, and it fell to the ground dimly.

Poof! A mouthful of bright red erupted, and Song Qian's face turned pale instantly. Half-kneeling on the ground: "Who the hell are you?" weishenme knows my identity? His face was full of horror and confusion. His true identity is only known to Leng Li except for Ge Ye. Because I have to avoid some things, it is inconvenient to publicize it. But this person weishenme so clearly?

Rumble! The sound of the explosion came from the bedroom, and Leng Li and Song Qian were startled at the same time. The latter forcibly stood up: "What's wrong?" The cold-faced man stared at the living room with interest, and a puff of smoke filled the air, only to see Xiaoxue and Ge Ye, along with Bai Ling, fall out. The faces of the three were full of consternation, and their faces were extremely pale.

"Ge Ye, you ......" Song Qian clutched his chest and walked to Ge Ye's side with vague steps. The latter had a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and a strong ghostly aura lingered on his body. Bai Ling and Xiaoxue are not much better, the former has to be distracted to protect Song Tianyu, who has no combat power and has fallen into a coma, his breath is even weaker. The white snake tail behind him could no longer be hidden.

There was no time to answer, Ge Ye just stared ahead unwillingly. Following her direction, Song Qian's eyes lit up: "What a strong ghost!" "As a ghost king, he is naturally very sensitive to this kind of eerie ghostly aura. When the smoke cleared, the scene in front of Leng Li's eyes made his whole heart sink to the bottom. Ghost Pupil Xiaofang was surrounded by many ghosts and walked out step by step.

The puppet's eyes were scarlet, and it seemed that it was controlling these ghosts. On Xiao Fang's small palm, he easily pinched Xie Peiling's jade neck. The latter was still unconscious, and his breath was very unstable. Xiaoxue's face was completely gloomy, and she struggled to stand up: "Put down my master!" Otherwise...... cough cough ...... "In the shortness of breath, the blood surged.

"Tell me, what the hell do you want to do!" Silver Fang clenched, his fists clenched together. The corners of the mouth and the tiger's mouth oozed bright red. The eyes were round, almost bulging. glared at the cold-faced man viciously: "Let go of her!" Right away! A roar of rage contained Liliang, who was on the verge of going berserk, and the earth trembled for a while.

Obviously, the man in front of him was the leader of these four people, and as long as he didn't speak, the others wouldn't dare to do anything. Leng Li's current strength consumption is too heavy, and he has no chance of winning at all. Pei Ling is his biggest dead end, the latter is clamped, and he has no way at all. Glancing at the sword in his hand, his heart ached. If you have to give up, you can only choose to do it.

The magic weapons are all psychic, and the cadre sword seems to feel the cold mood, the sword body trembles, and the virtual figure of the cadre appears in front of him. glanced at Leng Li calmly, and then turned to the cold-faced man: "Let go of that girl, I can go with you!" But if you want to drive me, it's up to you to erase my connection with my master! ”

"Cadre...... You ......" Leng Centrifugal was moved, he didn't expect that Gan would put forward such a condition first. You must know that once the spiritual weapon recognizes the owner, it will never leave the owner easily. In this way, they will be charged with betraying their master, and the spirit weapon will also be punished to varying degrees. Or reduce the aura, and if it is serious, it will directly break up the machine spirit!

Resolutely waved his hand: "You don't have to say much!" The ability to get out of the devil's path is completely thanks to you, and today I can be regarded as repaying your kindness! And in you, I saw my feelings for Mo Ye back then! I know you really love this girl. In that case, I will not let the tragedy of Mo Ye and Mo Ye repeat itself in you! ”

Boom! On the street, the flower monk's figure is getting more and more sluggish. He was clear about the situation on Leng Li's side, and with a wave of his Zen staff, he forcibly shook away the soul hooking black sickle: "Cadre, do you know what you are doing?" Do you want to return to the Devil's Way? "I turned my foot and walked towards this side. But the next second, he was blocked by the woman in black: "I said, worry about yourself!" ”

"Huh...... What a touching picture! I can't stop crying! At this time, a figure slowly walked from the other side of the street. Her long silver-white hair is flowing, and her handsome face has the most perfect contours. A pair of peach blossom eyes flashed with a strange light of turquoise. Moon Shadow appeared beside the cold-faced man: "Do you think you can still talk to us about the conditions?" ”

glaring at him fiercely, Leng Li swept over the people around him. One by one, their faces were pale and their breath was vain. If it weren't for the man in front of him deliberately dragging himself, he wouldn't have lost so badly: "It's you again!" The sword has already agreed to go with you, what do you want? "If he wants to save Pei Ling, the cadre and Yin Yang Lu are his only bargaining chips.

Moon Shadow raised her eyes and flashed in front of Leng Li: "I said, you are not qualified to bargain with us!" There are only two paths for you to choose, one, hand over the Ganjiang Sword and the Yin Yang Record Scroll. Two, we're going to take this young lady's heart now! Her heart is as valuable as a dozen! ”

His face was extremely gloomy, and his cold heart was constantly struggling. The images in my mind flashed one scene after another. After groaning, he finally chose to rescue Pei Ling first: "Okay! As long as you let Peiling go, I promise you everything! Moon Shadow smiled with satisfaction and retreated to the cold-faced man's side: "In that case, hand over the Yin and Yang Record!" ”

"Don't be a fool! Let Pei Ling go first, otherwise even if I destroy the Yin Yang Record, I won't hand it over to you! He reached into his bosom and took out the scroll and slowly lifted it. As long as he moves his hand now, he can shatter the Yin-Yang Record. The cold-faced man's face sank: "It's better to be wise!" If I want to kill you, do I need to put in so much effort? ”

The words fell, and the cold-faced man walked over step by step. He tried to reach out and hold the general, but a red arc of lightning shot out from it, causing his hand to bounce away instantly. The cadre smiled coldly: "I said, I haven't been willing to disconnect with the master and let Miss Peiling go, otherwise you don't want to drive me!" ”

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold-faced man glanced at the general. For this thousand-year-old sword, he still has a little fear in his heart: "Xiao Fang, let her go!" The latter nodded, letting go of Pei Ling. Xiao Xuelian walked around and stepped forward to support: "Master...... The host ......, "But the latter still didn't react at all!" The burning blood is not an ordinary small injury, and it has not recovered so quickly.

"Can you hand over the Yin-Yang Record now?" The cold-faced man stretched out his hand and looked at Leng Li calmly. The latter gritted his teeth: "It's for you!" I'm afraid you won't be able to turn it on! With a wave of his hand, Yin Yang Lu was thrown into the air. The cold-faced man stretched out his hand and shook it, and a bright yellow arc suddenly flashed on the scroll. The cold-faced man frowned, and his fingers were flicked away in an instant. The scrolls fell, and the light faded.

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