The eagle eagle's iron wings set off a wave of rubble, mixed with hurricanes and dense fog, covering the sky, stirring up a monstrous murderous aura in this mountain cliff.

Wei Mo felt this cold killing intent, and felt that the sky had fallen. In front of this absolute power, what spiritual and martial dual cultivation, what dual vein wizards, everything is a fart.

He held the newborn python in his arms, closed his eyes and lowered his heart, horizontally and vertically is a hard state that will die, and the dead master will also die!

The wind turned into a black line and whistled.

At the same time, on the top of the cliff.

Bang!

Wei Tianke was like a kite with a broken string, spurting blood from his mouth and falling from the mountainside dozens of feet away to the top of the cliff.

On the other side, Liu Shiyun was hanging obliquely on a dead tree, also dying.

Liushan's iron arm is like a knife, the muscles are hideous, the green tendons are bursting, and the murderous spirit is soaring, and he walks up the mountainside step by step.

His palms were dripping with blood, and his fingers looked like they had been soaked in blood. The thick blood condensed into drops on his fingertips, wanting to drip.

Behind Liu Shan were the people of the Lin family, and at his strong request, Lin Yuan, Lin Lun and others all took off their masks.

To be honest, before this, Wei Tianke also felt that at least the children of the Wei family and the Liu family would be able to survive.

But when Lin Yuan and the others showed their true faces, he was completely desperate. Facing a second-order five-fold martial cultivator, he had no chance of escaping at all. And Liu Shan let the Lin family reveal their identities, which is tantamount to telling him: "Today, everyone wants to leave Lancôme Mountain alive." ”

"Where's the black silver shovel handle?" Liu Shan walked up to Wei Tianke step by step, staring at him and asking coldly.

The battle between the two sides actually lasted very short, and within ten moves, Wei Tianke had already been defeated. And it was also at this moment that he knew what his opponent's purpose was.

Wei Tianke thought of Wei Mo, and he didn't know if this child was alive or dead. He sighed inwardly, everything is fate, and nothing can be done. When his parents died, Wei Tianyang's father and son pulled him up, but he didn't expect that before he paid off this personal debt, he would ......

"You want to know where the black silver shovel handle is? Wei Tianke spat out a mouthful of blood and said weakly.

"Deacon Liu, he is a liar, the black silver shovel handle is on Wei Mo, I saw it with my own eyes!" Lin Yuan hurriedly rushed to Liu Mountain.

Liu Shan waved his arm and said impatiently: "Shut up!"

Syllable!

A stream of air hit Lin Yuan's cheek in the air, and he was immediately swollen like a bun. He opened his mouth and spewed out a bloody arrow, and there was a shiny snow-white tooth in the blood.

Lin Yuan didn't dare to speak anymore, he covered his face and took a few steps back.

"Hehe, how long ago was that, do you think our Wei family would be stupid enough to let a child carry such a precious and dangerous thing around?" Wei Tianke sneered.

This statement seems to be quite reasonable.

Liu Shan's eyes rolled, and he beckoned to Lin Lun and Lin Yuan: "You two, go search him!"

The two looked at each other, and neither dared to step forward. Although Wei Tianke was already seriously injured, the emaciated camel was bigger than a horse, after all, he was a second-order martial cultivator!

"What? Do you want me to take it upon myself to send you two over?" Liu Shan said coldly, his every word was like a sharp knife, forcing the two of them forward.

The two of them trembled, and walked to Wei Tianke with steps, but they didn't dare to get too close.

Wei Tianke laughed, one accidentally choked on blood, and coughed violently.

"Ahem~ You guys are really useless, really give the Lin family face. Colluding with outsiders and harming the fellow villagers of Qinghua City, guess what, if the people of Qinghua City knew, would they smash your backbone? Of course, those who have no bones like you are not afraid to poke your backbone. ”

The words made Lin Lun and Lin Yuan's faces blue and red.

Liu Shan said angrily: "Don't be verbose, search your body!"

At the sound of the order, the two of them trembled and stepped forward to grope. Wei Tianke's body was cold, like a dead corpse.

It's not that the two of them haven't killed anyone, but somehow, in the face of Wei Tianke, they have a sense of fear mixed with shame in their hearts. Maybe it was Wei Tianke's words just now that touched them.

Unguarded, Lin Yuan's hand was grabbed by Wei Tianke and died.

He screamed, desperately struggling to resist, Lin Lun was frightened by his scream, and raised his hand is a palm, and the Xuan Power was like a cascading surge, slashing towards Wei Tianke's throat.

Liu Shan frowned and scolded: "Idiot, who told us the whereabouts of the black silver shovel handle when you killed him?"

With that, he rushed forward, turned into an afterimage, and came to the three of them.

But it was too late, Lin Lun cut Wei Tianke's throat with one palm, and Wei Tianke had already torn off Lin Yuan's arm before he died.

Lin Yuan was covered in blood, rolling around on the ground with the wound of his broken arm, screaming loudly.

Seeing this scene, Liu Shan was furious, raised his hand and slapped Lin Lun in the face.

Buzz!

Lin Lun's ears kept buzzing, and blood flowed down his ears, eyes, and nostrils. After the buzzing, he couldn't hear anything.

......

Wei Mo held the little python in his arms and waited for death to come.

At a certain moment, his heart was suddenly pinched hard, as if someone was trying to pull it out of his chest, and his heart felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

However, he was not allowed to think about it, and the whistling wind behind him warned him of the coming of death.

"It's over, it's dead!" Wei Mo muttered.

The cold wind cut through his body, and streaks of blood appeared on his back.

Seeing that the ghost eagle was coming, the iron wings spread, and a large haze shrouded down. Suddenly, another hurricane rushed in, but it was aimed at the ghost eagle.

Bang!

The giant python wrapped its long body and hit the ghost eagle, and the two of them were entangled and rushed to the opposite mountain. With a loud bang, the gravel splattered, and the ground shook.

Wei Mo was distraught, and hurriedly fled with the little python in his arms.

The bottom of the cliff was filled with thick fog, and he couldn't distinguish between east and west, north and south, so he was reckless and rushed forward. I don't know how long he rushed, but the movement behind him gradually weakened, and he also ran out of sweat. The cold wind blew, and the clothes were all against the skin, and it was bitterly cold.

"Are you alright, little one......" Wei Mo then remembered to see the condition of the little python, after all, it was just born and was still a premature baby.

But when he looked down, he saw that there was still a little python in his arms? Only a large red mark remained, dyeing his chest red.

Wei Mo was stunned, where did the little python go? Suddenly, he felt that the wrist of his left hand was cold and a little itchy, and then he realized that there was an extra red rope on his wrist at some point. Look closely, why is this red rope so familiar?

"Shhh

"It's you?!" Wei Mo was surprised to find that the red rope was actually a small python illusion.

The red body, the diamond-shaped scale armor, even in a place with a dim light, exudes a crystalline luster. It's just that the body that looks fiery red is actually a cold temperature.

The little python spit out the letter, nodded, and shrank back, as if to say, "It's me, can I hide from you?"

Wei Mo smiled, touched its body, and prepared to continue running.

Suddenly, a person rushed out of the stab, covered in blood, but still murderous.

"Wei Mo, where are you going!" Lin Cang said coldly.