Su Laobiao had swallowed his saliva thirty-nine times, and each time it was accompanied by the rolling of the Adam's apple, he was like watching a play, watching the unbelievable killing in front of him.

The green shadow is like a ghost, shuttling, and there is no battle between the entire quiet forest road.

It's just a one-sided massacre.

Wind.

Sword Shadow.

Chill.

And, the messy footsteps of those men in black, the wails that gradually collapsed.

And a puff of blood spurted out of his neck, staining the turquoise forest, scarlet and blood-red.

Ling Twenty-eight, who had a feminine face, had an extremely strange speed, and his swordsmanship was also extremely weird, the antelope hung its horns, without a trace, and it was unfolded, and it was not confined to one move at all.

Although the man in black at the head also holds a sword, he can't even touch his shadow, and he is obviously a superb swordsman, but in comparison, he looks like a child who has just come into contact with swordsmanship.

It's like a toddler running after an adult, how ridiculous it is, how ridiculous it is.

It's just that Su Laobiao didn't laugh, because he knew that if he got on, it would be like that at most.

Therefore, he did not dare to move, and stood straight, but he was already in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, fortunately, he did not show his intention to surrender just now, otherwise he would be indispensable to the heads of people all over the ground at this time.

In Su Laobiao's eyes, hundreds of black-clothed people, as if they were being mowed, and some were screaming, fleeing in all directions, and the remaining black-clothed people who were the leader were waving their swords blankly, but in their eyes, the man who claimed to be the twenty-eighth man who entered the mansion was gone.

"Where, where? Come out!"

Su Laobiao sighed lightly, and everyone saw that Ling Twenty-eight was stepping on his head, so heavy that it was as light as a wild goose, so that the man in black who was the leader couldn't feel it...

The next moment, a sneer flashed across Ling Twenty-eight's lips, and as soon as the sword was raised, the black cloth worn by the black-clothed man at the head was torn open, revealing a handsome face like a crown of jade behind him, with sword eyebrows and sideburns, and eyes that were focused.

It's just that there is a deep hatred and fear in those eyes.

Su Laobiao lowered his head, and sure enough, it was the virtuous nephew Chu Dui of the Sword Gate of Weiyang Mountain...

It's a pity, if it weren't for King Shenwu, this virtuous nephew would be the one who has the most hope of tying the knot with Miss.

"Yo, what a little white face, my family is also my pity. ”

A sharp and laughing voice came from above his head, Chu Duan was startled, and hurriedly looked up, only to see that the cold blade was already on his neck, and the demon-like face, and the playful thin lips gently spit out two words "weak chicken".

The game of cat and mouse is over, and Ling Twenty-eight is ready to call it a day.

But at this moment, a foxy-faced girl in a big red wedding dress ran out, holding a dagger in both hands, pointing at her throat, "Let him go, let him go!"

Ling Twenty-eight was stunned, frowned slightly, and was just about to accidentally cut off the head under his feet, and then said, "Sorry, it's late."

But Su Daji spoke faster than him, and she hurried and hurried, "I am willing to marry King Shenwu, you let him go... Otherwise, I'll kill myself. ”

Ling Twenty-Eight's sword froze, but he had been the Overseer of the Wind Factory.

He is extremely ruthless, and he has special experience in cutting grass without leaving roots, which is the secret passage of Tibetans, the dark room behind the bookshelf, and the secret compartment in any mechanism, he is very familiar with it.

Killing people without killing them is equivalent to committing suicide, so he once had a name for extinction, which he used to tell himself that the extermination of the clan needs to be extinct, and the chickens and dogs will not be left.

Now the sword is on the neck of this little white face, but it can't be killed, Ling Twenty-eight is like eating fish and stuck with thorns, very uncomfortable, so he squinted his eyes, looked at the bride who was crying pear blossoms and rain, and said with a hint of respect: "Miss Su, isn't this okay?"

He respected, not for this woman, not for the Su family.

Only the man who reigns over the world will make him awe-inspired, and he will rather go against his own principles than stop and slow down.

Su Daji was not stupid, and said resolutely: "If I marry the Shenwu King, I will be your master mother in the future, don't you listen to what the master mother says?"

Ling Twenty-eight snorted, his expression changed a few times, and then he laughed sharply, "The master mother has a life, and Twenty-Eight naturally won't disobey."

It's just that the death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime is inescapable, our family is not in the open, hiding in the dark, just to see which eyeless things dare to provoke adults, you provoke adults, and you want to get out of the whole body, how can there be such a good thing in the world.

In fact, you should be glad that if you go a little further and fall into the hands of that barbarian, you will be torn apart. ”

After that, he didn't wait for any more reactions, just slapped his palm on Chu Duan's shoulder.

The endless cold poisonous qi poured into the body of the future Weiyang Mountain Sword Sect Sect Leader along this palm, and after finishing it, he turned around and hugged his fist towards the bride, his body was like a ghost, and he disappeared.

Chu Duan only felt a strong attack, and an unimaginable coldness filled his body, and he flew out upside down, his lips had turned pale, and his face was pale.

Su Daji's body trembled, but Su Lao Biao blocked her sight at the right time, and said softly and respectfully: "Girl, get in the car, you're still in a hurry." ”

His voice was also respectful.

There was also fear in the respect, from Ling Twenty-eight's mouth just now, he already knew that he and the others could completely relax their guard along the way, just hurry.

Because... Further on, it seems to be a barbarian guarded area.

And the reason why these monsters didn't come to marry was to wait in the dark for those who didn't open their eyes to bump into them, and then kill them all.

What is this for?

As the third elder of the Su family, Su Laobiao is old and sophisticated, and he is clear in his heart.

This is a special invitation.

This group of monsters can't wait for every way, someone will come out to hijack the wedding car, and then they can have merit and ask for merit from that Shenwu King.

As for who and how many people came to hijack, they did not consider it at all.

This...

This is absolute confidence.

It is a force that absolutely overrides the rivers and lakes.

This uncle of the Su family is really terrifying, so even with it, he looked at the future princess, and he brought a lot of respect.

"Girl, since that Ling Twenty-Eight has already imposed a punishment, Young Master Chu will be fine, hurry up and get in the car. ”

Su Laobiao urged again, and at the same time bent over, Su Daji stomped his feet, sighed lightly, and then got into the carriage.

The wheels turned, creaking and crushing the grass and wildflowers on the forest road, and the juice smeared the black wheels towards the bright distance.

The trees are like a tunnel, and a few miles further on, you can go to the official road.

The carriage went far.

Chu Dui hid resentment in his eyes, covered his chest, his right hand had already connected a few acupoints, and then took out a purple-glazed porcelain bottle from his arms, poured down a few golden pills like egg yolks, drank saliva and swallowed it, and then endured it and began to regulate his luck.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps not far away, barely opened his eyes, and couldn't help but be frightened, the man in Tsing Yi with a feminine face was pursing his lips and smiling.

The person who came was Ling Twenty-eight.

"No, no... You promised Miss Su not to kill me. ”

Chu Duan's eyes were flustered, and no matter who walked back and forth before death, he didn't have the courage to accept death anymore, and without courage, he became a coward begging for mercy.

The qi and blood were messy, the cold poison broke out, and as soon as he lowered his head, he was nauseous and gushing, spurting blood, and the blood fell on the green grass, and it immediately turned into frost.

Ling Twenty-eight smiled and said, "Yes, I agreed, but I regretted it again, you go and tell Miss Su, tell her that our family regrets it, go, haha." ”

After the words, there were no more words.

A cold light came from afar with the wind.

Ling Twenty-eight has already blended into the wind, the lion fights the rabbit, and also uses all his strength, the rules of the wind factory that kill people are still written by him himself, and the last rule is: Use your strongest strength to kill the last person, whether he is a woman or a child.

Therefore, Ling Twenty-eight's sword used ninety percent of its strength.

But on the other side, there was also a sudden strong wind.

Ling Twenty-eight's pupils froze.

Wind against wind.

Bang bang!

Click...

The surrounding trees were broken like a whirlpool, and the broken trees were slanted and messy, and the forest road was blocked, and this place was like ruins.

The white sword in Ling Twenty-eight's hand pointed diagonally at the opposite side, but a white-haired old man appeared in front of him, and the old man was also holding a sword, but the sword was a famous sword, and the hilt of the sword was engraved with the words "Flying Reeds to the Sea".

Behind the old man, two middle-aged people walked out, one looked calm and crazy, with a bearded face and golden hair, while the other was in shape, with a purple face and long beard, and an outstanding temperament.

"This is something that is wrong with Dusk, this time I went back, I made him think about it for three years, Lord Ling... Just spare his life. ”

The white-haired old man lowered his head.

"Chu Long City. ”

Ling Twenty-eight recognized the person and laughed, "Once the top of the legendary list, but life and death are unknown, he was removed for fifteen years, but today he is out of the rivers and lakes again?"

The white-haired old man said: "My Sword Dao Mountain Alliance has no intention of being an enemy of the Shenwu King, and the old man has no intention of fighting with the Lord Ling, and I also ask the Lord to open up the net, this matter is over here, and it may not be a good thing to make trouble again." ”

Ling Twenty-eight thought about it, this thing should have been done without knowing it, otherwise it would be known by the master mother afterwards, and it would be endless troubles.

This old man in Longcheng is extremely powerful, when he first debuted, he was the existence of Gao Shan Yangzhi, but now, he can already fight with him and level it.

This... Thanks to my lords.

After a few thoughts, he thought about it properly, so he said: "I'll give you a face for the old man of Longcheng, but three years is not enough, it will take ten years!

The white-haired old man didn't bargain, and said directly: "As the overseer said, ten years to face the wall." ”

"Good. ”

Ling Twenty-eight stood on tiptoe, his body left like a ghost, and the sharp and crazy laughter came from the air, resounding through the ruined grove.

"Ancestor..."

Chu Duan raised his head, glanced at the white-haired old man painfully, then looked at the two middle-aged people, and shouted, "Third master, fourth master." Daji... Daji was snatched away. ”

The white-haired old man looked at him for a long time and sighed, "If it weren't for you... That's it, just as the overseer said, return to Weiyang Mountain and face the wall for ten years.

When you can beat me and your two grandfathers, you can go down the mountain, otherwise, even after ten years, you will still stay on the top of the mountain for the rest of your life. ”