Ziqin Sect, on the peak of Xiyun.

Ye Liang squatted beside the cold pool, stretched out his hand, stroked Qin Qin's pink neck, closed his eyes and said: "Do you know, in today's world, although there are thousands of peerless women, no matter how beautiful they are, they are only stunning and beautiful..."

"In my eyes, they are still inferior to you..."

He slowly moved his hand down to her, stained with clear water droplets, on the pink and tender jade shoulder, smelled her faint body fragrance like enjoyment, and said: "You are the most beautiful and tempting existence in this world..."

"If you can..."

He slowly leaned down his head, pressed his side against Qin Qinyu's face, closed his eyes and said leisurely: "I really want to, just like this, smelling your intoxicating fragrance... caress your jade-like skin and spend this life with you..."

Just when his words came to this point and his heart was full of murderous thoughts, a lonely and cold voice suddenly sounded in the courtyard: "To my people, do this kind of daydreaming, you... Damn it. ”

Click...

Immediately afterwards, a man who was dressed up, very similar to Ye Liang next to the cold pool, and his appearance was exactly the same, except that the injury was slightly more serious than Ye Liang next to the cold pool, and he stepped out directly in the cracked space.

"Ye Liang!"

The fake leaves squatting next to the cold pool are cool, and you can see people, after a subconscious flash of eyes.

He seemed to remember the main purpose of this trip, and he didn't dare to procrastinate any longer, so he directly stretched out his hand and grabbed Na Qinqin's snow-white neck, wanting to kill him to death.

"Hmm..."

However, the strength in his hand had not yet moved, and the Pihe Sword with a wisp of demonic blood light seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and directly broke out of the space above the head and side of the fake Ye Liang, with that unparalleled sword wind...

Shoot straight to the head.

"Damn it!"

Fake Ye Liang felt that, and the Pihe Sword instantly shot diagonally, and he couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart.

He knew that if he forcibly used his strength, he would be able to kill Qin Qin, but he would definitely be pierced through his head by this incomparable sword.

Therefore, he did not hesitate at all, and just let go and withdrew.

"Bell..."

Almost as soon as he retreated, the sword of Nabi River shot directly diagonally into the ground, sinking the tip of the sword into the ground, splashing a little rubble.

"You're pretty fast. ”

Ye Liang saw that, and retreated not far away, with a black robe on his body, and the sword wind of the sword of the river sword brought out a fake Ye Liang, and said calmly.

"I don't want to die lightly, so I naturally run fast. Fake Ye Liang said jokingly.

"Really?"

Ye Liang looked at him with no sadness or joy, and said, "But you came here today, but it is a mortal act." ”

"It's hard to say, if you let me go now, won't I be able to live? The corners of Fake Ye Liang's mouth were lightly raised, and he looked at Ye Liang with a smile on his face, and said.

"Instead of talking these crazy words, let's think about what to do to keep the whole corpse and come better..."

Ye Liang slowly stepped out, walked to the side of the Nabi River Sword, and re-controlled it in his hand with his mind, he hung his head, while caressing the sword body of the Nabi River Sword, and asked the fake Ye Liang with a cold tone: "Say..."

"Who are you..."

"I said, I'm Ye Liang, do you believe it?" said Fake Ye Liang shrugged his shoulders.

"Kill you..."

Ye Liang slowly raised his sword and stood up, pointed at the fake Ye Liang with the cold tip of the sword, and said, "I believe it." ”

"People are dead, and you still want to believe, what's the use? "Fake Ye Liang seems to be a little helpless.

"At least..."

Ye Liang swept out suddenly, slashed at the fake Ye Liang, slashed away, and said in a deep voice: "When you go to the Yellow Spring, you won't be a nameless ghost." ”

What a quick swordsmanship!

Fake Ye Liang saw him, the sword that came from the instant kill, his expression changed, and he retreated directly.

It's just that after all, he retreated a little slower.

"Hmm..."

The sword flashed and blood splattered.

When Ye Liang's sword, wrapped in the sharp sword wind, slashed down, the fake Ye Liang, who retreated in mid-air, was instantly split out of a deep scar on his chest...

Dripping blood, splashing out directly...

Turbidity stained the ground.

"Bang..."

After the fake Ye Liang forcibly fell to the ground, he looked down, and the blood-stained scar on his chest was able to reach out and touch it, and said, "It is worthy of being a disciple of the Pihe Divine Venerable..."

"This swordsmanship is really powerful. ”

Feeling this, he slowly raised his head, the corners of his white mouth flashed with a wisp of playful arc, and his tone was full of murderous intent: "It seems that if you don't use your real ability, you can't kill you." ”

As the words fell, wisps of black mist suddenly rose around his body.

And under the wisps of black mist that emanated, his original appearance gradually changed away, and was able to change into a thin cheek with a strange purple and red pattern on the left side...

It's heart-wrenching.

"Black Bones!"

Ye Liang looked at the original appearance of the man in front of him, felt the aura emanating from his body, which was not much different from the original Yin Ling, and couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, and his tone was cold.

Seeing Ye Liang, the man was able to distinguish his body at a glance, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "I didn't expect that you can really know about our clan, it seems..."

"What the Yin Ling Holy Venerable said, there is a problem with your identity, is true..."

Because Yin Ling is not very sure, Ye Liang's identity is the son of the Five Emperors, so what he said in the Black Bone Clan is only that Ye Liang's identity is different, as well as some of his own guesses.

And these speculations are only known to the high-level of the Black Bone Clan, and low-level people are not qualified to know. Therefore, the man at the moment does not know Ye Liang's identity, only knows that Ye Liang's identity is different.

"You..."

Ye Liang's eyes overflowed with murderous intent: "Is it Yin Ling's person?"

In the face of his question, the man seemed to suddenly say, "Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself..."

As he spoke, like a gentleman, he put his right hand on his left arm, nodded at Ye Liang and elegantly, and said, "Down, Tang Ze..."

"Subordinate to one of the Thirteen Taiyin Saint Venerables, Bai Ling Confucian Venerable... Under the command of Lord Stygian..."

He stabilized his head, smiled at Ye Liang's profound meaning, and said, "It's Lord Folded Wind's favorite general." ”

Hearing this, Ye Liang looked at Tang Ze with a calm expression and said, "No matter who you are, in short, you dare to touch my woman, today..."

His eyes lit up, and his figure swooped out again, facing the Tang Ze, and swept away with his sword: "You have to die!"

Tang Ze saw Ye Liang, attacked and killed again, and couldn't help but condense the Xuanjian in his hand, and the corners of his pale mouth were slightly upturned: "Ye Pavilion Master, it's really urgent..."

"Just say those two sentences, just..."

A twinkle in his eyes flared up, and the Xuanjian in his hand moved sharply, and at a faster speed, he swept out and took Ye Liang's throat directly: "I'm in a hurry to die!"

Ye Liang saw that the light sword in Tang Ze's hand came from his throat at a faster speed, but instead of retreating, he seemed to be sent to death, and still stabbed away with him with a look of sadness or joy.

"Hmph. ”

Tang Ze saw his appearance, knowing that it was death, and he did not retreat from killing, and couldn't help but snort contemptuously: "Look for dead things, if you want to die, I will fulfill you." ”

When the words fell, he used all the strength in his hand, so that the light sword that cut through the space, wrapped in more powerful and evil sword power, swept in front of Ye Liang's body in an instant, and stabbed his throat.

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