Chu Lan's sword aura can be described as sharp, his sword intent and sword moves have broken through to the next level, the realm of the Great Sword Master, but he is only bound by cultivation, and he is still at the level of the Sword Master.

However, when the sword qi met the lotus flower that slowly rose into the air, it fell on the red furnace like snowflakes, and was melted and decomposed.

The lotus flower raised a large amount of black qi and diffused towards Chu Lan, and Chu Lan's sword moves formed a wall of wind. Surround yourself inside and don't let the black gas invade your surroundings.

He stepped on the ape flying method, flashed a few times, and came to Song Yao, wrapped in dragon qi in his fist, and smashed it on the opponent's chest with a punch.

Song Yao raised a white palm, hooked his five fingers inward, and clasped Chu Lan's fist. The bully crashed into Chu Lan's arms and directly pushed Chu Lan out.

Chu Lan's chest was stuffy, and he was a little surprised by the churning of qi and blood from this blow, he had cultivated the Wind and Thunder Decision, his physique was extraordinary, and he rarely suffered in the collision of physical arts.

However, he also figured out the strength of the other party, and it turned out that in the Spirit Wheel Nine Pin, the other party had the blessing of the black lotus, and his combat power was by no means comparable to Jin Qiu Jiu.

Compared to him, Song Yao was even more surprised, he hit the other party's chest, and his shoulders ached, could it be that the young man in front of him wearing a big red cloak has a special physique that is rare to see in a hundred years?

Chu Lan didn't dare to be careless, while avoiding the black mist, the crane fist led the opponent's attack, and hit the opponent's chest with a punch, this time, Song Yao's hands were locked by the crane fist, and he didn't avoid this blow in time, at the last moment, the black lotus protected his heart, but still spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Chu Lan did not stop, his fist densely locked the opponent's retreat, and Song Yao also made a quick move, while dodging Chu Lan's fist intent, he raised his four fingers together, forming a crane beak, passing through the opponent's fist and hitting Chu Lan's chin.

Chu Lan stepped back and pulled her body away, her mouth was hit by this blow, and the tip of her tongue had been bitten.

And his whole jaw hurt, as if the blow was going to shatter the bones on his jaw.

At this time, a thick black qi came out of his fist, which was corrosive, and the dragon qi on the surface of his fist was eaten away.

I thought it should be that when I smashed my fist in the opponent's chest just now, I touched the black lotus. He used his spiritual power to quickly force this black qi out of his body, and then took a holy tree leaf to detoxify.

A black light appeared in the center of Song Yao's eyebrows, and a vertical eye was split at the position of the black lotus seal, shooting out a rich black light.

Bombarded where Chu Lan was standing, Chu Lan swung out a sword qi at the same time, his body retreated sharply, and the floor tiles where he was standing just now shattered.

Chu Lan's sword qi slammed into the wall, and he instantly cut off a coal lamp, igniting the clothes of the corpse on the ground, and the fire became thicker and thicker.

Song Yao's hands were sealed again, and a giant lotus flower formed again in mid-air.

The flowers were picked off by him one by one, and turned into terrifying darts, shooting at Chu Lan's position.

Chu Lan landed on the wall with one foot in mid-air, and rushed to the other side with his strength, and there were already several black petals sealing him. He turned around and slashed out a sword, shooting down two, one of which dodged Chu Lan's sword tire and hit Chu Lan's calf.

Chu Lan was in pain, and suddenly fell from the air, and a few petals flew above his head against the top of his head. Chop off a few strands of his hair.

The black lotus in front of Song Yao all withered, and immediately formed a new one, and Hua Rui turned into an arrow and attacked Chu Lan again.

Even the surrounding space was corroded, and Chu Lan was now hit by a move in his calf, and his movements were a lot slower, and he could only use his sword qi to launch a long-range attack.

Chu Lan's mind was racing, since the dragon qi could be combined with the physical technique, could it wrap the sword qi?

A dragon qi wrapped around the body of the steel sword, and the tip of Chu Lan's sword was quickly carved in front of him.

It was another deadwood sword mark, and the dragon qi, along with the sword light, also flew out, and the golden dragon roared, and the arc shone all around it.

Song Yao's face froze, and he hurriedly jumped away, the sword light surrounded the dragon qi, and the power increased a lot, and immediately blew a big hole in the bluestone floor, and the fragments flew out and scratched Song Yao's cheek.

Only shallow blood oozed out, and Song Yao reached out to wipe it off and then stretched out his tongue to lick it off.

Chu Lan complained "Isn't it disgusting?"

The lotus flower changed again, Song Yao's fingernails cut through the palm of his hand and dripped on the lotus flower on his chest, and two swords were drawn from it, and the sword grid was lotus-shaped, and the whole body was black, completely made of spiritual power.

The two swords were extremely light and agile, and the sword light flashed in the air, and Song Yao's sword moves fell like a rain of flowers, and he attacked seven moves in an instant.

There is dragon qi entwined on the tyre of the Bagang sword, and there is no need to worry about being eroded by the opponent's special spiritual power. The two of them intersected with each other, ping pong, and their voices were as dense as beads.

I didn't expect that this Song Yao not only has amazing physical skills, but also has unique insights into swordsmanship, no wonder he can be the boss of this group of outlaws.

Chu Lan felt that even if the other party faced a master at the peak realm of the Spirit Wheel, he still had the power to fight, and he was also a master who could fight beyond the ranks.

Song Yao's swordsmanship is light and agile, and his sword moves are even more varied, and the sword light envelops Chu Lan's body, not leaving his ears and eyes.

Chu Lan couldn't see the slightest flaw for a while.

Moreover, Song Yao's sword moves are extremely blocky, and the two swords make up for each other, making the already airtight sword net even more aggressive.

The sword tire of Bagang is a false move, and the sword qi seems to be ordinary, but it contains a variety of changes.

Chu Lan saw that most of the opponent's energy was focused on the upper body, and his left foot was bent and kicked the opponent's leg back.

Song Yao's body flickered, and Chu Lan went straight with his sword, but the other party's body was short, and the sword that was supposed to pierce the heart pierced Song Yao's shoulder blades.

Chu Lan took out his long sword and jumped away, his spirit and spirit were raised to the extreme, and he instilled spiritual power on the tyre of the Bagang sword.

I don't know what kind of material this steel sword tire is, although it is far tougher than ordinary spiritual power, but even if it is infused with more spiritual power, it will not explode like other spiritual weapons.

The spiritual power infused into it will enhance the sword qi, but as far as Bagang itself is concerned, it is like a stone sinking into the sea, without the slightest reaction.

Chu Lan's sword intent accumulated, and between his fingers, a sharp sword light had already slashed out, shining like a meteor, and it had exploded between these square inches.

In a panic, a sword cut through the air, the corners of Chu Lan's mouth moved, and he shouted a sword move, "Hurriedly drag the tail through the air, and the light is eternal in a moment"

The sword qi locked Song Yao's body, and between the inevitable avoidance, the two swords crossed in front of his chest.

But Gangfeng brought Jin Lei, Song Yao's body had already shot out backwards, and the wall behind him was also shattered.

In the smoke and dust, Song Yao bounced, his face hideous.

The fire, which had been burning slowly, intensified, and had turned into a fire dragon, blocking the entire four walls of the room.

Song Yao casually picked up the broken tiles and made a move that Chu Lan couldn't even believe.

The tiles pierced the heart, and the blood was dripping down the tiles, Chu Lan just felt that Song Yao, who was already pale, was now like a ghost, and his face was even whiter.

He trembled over to the pool of blood, pointed his chest against the pool of blood, and the blood trickled down to it, and then wiped the blood on the altar with his hand.

The vein seal, which had become more and more dim, gradually faded.

Like a wriggling worm, it retreats to the side little by little. The whole altar trembled violently, as if the whole room was trembling with it.

Chu Lan's calf was injured, and now he was a little unsteady on his feet, and the steel sword tire in his hand was suddenly inserted into the ground, holding the sword in both hands, and stopping his body.

The original hideous face of the Holy Sect Envoy slowly soothed, as if he had been liberated, and as if he had completed his final mission before he died.

The dense black mist churning was not at all the same concept as the black lotus mark in Song Yao's hand just now.

A visible pressure enveloped the entire hall, and the space was like a stream of water, which was stirred up one after another.

Chu Lan stood still, unable to stand up even if she wanted to.

Song Yao's body quickly dried up and quickly filled, like a bulging ball, and his face was a little swollen.

Chu Lan was like a great enemy, and after the altar shook violently, a black lotus flower rushed out and floated in the air. It's not very big, but it exudes terrifying fluctuations. The whole room suddenly felt a biting cold, and the dark black qi seemed to emanate from the bottom of the Nine Shadows. But the flames around him were still burning, and they were burning even more violently, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt corpses.

The figure that had lost all the blood in his body, and then was filled with black qi, slowly stood up, his pupils had turned black, and if he looked closely, it looked like two identical black lotuses were slowly rotating. He laughed wildly, sacrificed all his blood, and was fed back by the Dawn Realm.

Chu Lan frowned, but the expansion of Song Yao's body still did not stop, this Song Yao finally lifted a stone and hit his own foot, his body couldn't bear it, and finally it was directly shattered.

A large amount of minced flesh flew out, and Chu Lan looked at the charred flesh at his feet, but there was not a drop of blood.

The black lotus flower seemed to have its own consciousness, compared to plants, Chu Lan felt that it was more like a fierce beast in the ancient years, and the terrifying arrogance was monstrous.

At this time, an old horse who was grazing with his head bowed at the door of the iron pillar house, his ears suddenly stood up like a donkey, and he broke free from the rope.

The four thin legs rushed towards the direction where Chu Lan had disappeared just now.

The already thin body is now running under such a high load, as if it will fall apart in the wind at any time.

Maybe it didn't think it could run so fast!

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In the middle of the two hump-shaped places on Lok Ma Mountain, there is a temple that has been shrouded in firelight

Inside the church

The black lotus flower suddenly turned violently, and the black qi was pulled by it and moved around it. Chu Lan couldn't open his eyes under the huge wind pressure, and the entire house had already begun to collapse.

The black lotus gradually shrank to a normal size, and then turned into a black light, rushing towards Chu Lan, the speed was too fast, like a black lightning, Chu Lan didn't have time to block it, the black light had already rushed into Chu Lan's body.

The black lotus closed, and many tentacles appeared at the bottom, rooted in the Chu Lan chakra, and slowly rotating with the rotation of the octagonal wheel.

The black mist spread to the entire Chu Lan Vein Mansion, and then invaded Chu Lan's internal organs.

Chu Lan was like being gnawed by thousands of ants and insects, and he couldn't support it anymore, so he fell to the ground and kept rolling.

The toad, which had been wrapped in a five-colored cocoon, suddenly opened its eyes.

It was frightened and said, "I, little ancestor, why are you moving everything to the Mai Mansion, this is the Hell Black Lotus!"

Chu Lan has fought countless battles, hovering on the verge of death, and when his body is in tatters, he is not as painful as this, the black qi has begun to erode his body, and pus and festering in many places.

The clam was very anxious, and tried to break out of the cocoon several times, but after hitting it a few times, it couldn't break through. I was so anxious that I screamed.

There is a killing sword above the octagonal roulette wheel that pulls out an inch.

The black mist was like a mouse seeing a cat, and it didn't dare to make a mistake, and it immediately collapsed outward, and the black qi that originally filled the entire vein mansion disappeared in an instant.

It's just that the black qi in the internal organs has not been excreted from the body.

Chu Lan's chest was hot, and a piece of Yangyuan chalcedony glowed, fusing into Chu Lan's body, expelling the black qi, Chu Lan died in pain, and as soon as his eyes were dark, he fainted.

The flames are even more intense, the temple has collapsed, and the fire is even more intense, if there is no accident, even if Chu Lan can completely disperse the black qi, but without the protection of spiritual power, he will still be buried in the sea of fire.

At this time, outside the Holy Lotus Sect, a black shadow rushed out, and the old horse was about to run away on all four legs.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he didn't avoid the traps around him in time, and stepped on a mechanism, and hundreds of arrows shot out from the wall in an instant.

It turned into a black rain curtain, more like a black cloud falling to the ground.

The old horse was hit by several arrows, and blood instantly surged on his back, and he whimpered, struggled to get up, and rushed into the sea of fire.

The fur on its body was wrapped in the firelight, and there was an instant smell of burning, but it seemed to have lost its sense of pain, and went straight to the side of a figure curled up on the ground.

It took a lot of effort to move the black-robed young man with a cloak full of holes behind his back to his back.

Then he stumbled out of the fire.

It put Chu Lan on the ground, rolled over, and then lifted Chu Lan's body again, dragging him forward.

The blood on his body kept dripping, and his four legs trembled more and more.

There seemed to be war drums ringing around, and there were also soldiers singing war songs tragically.

It was a group of old horses, and it had never been on the battlefield, but at this moment it felt so glorious.

When he finally walked out a few dozen meters, he couldn't walk anymore, and the black-clothed boy on his body also fell to the lawn as it fell.

The old horse leaned closer, arched Chu Lan with his head, and found that he still had breath, so he snorted happily and smiled at Chu Lan with his teeth bared.

Then he hit his head on the ground and never got up.

Perhaps, at the last moment of its life, it should have been. "I didn't expect that there would be a silly boy in this life who would be willing to be a mount for himself. ”

All animism is sacred, and every grass and tree is always concerned.

At the end of June, Chu Lan traveled more than ten miles with one hand on a horse.

At the beginning of July, the old horse was hit by dozens of arrows and dragged out of Chu Lan fifty meters in the fire dragon.