As soon as he heard that Duan Liang was going to visit the Qinglou, the donkey stupidly threw away the baked cake in his mouth in an instant, stood up, and roared loudly.

Whew... Oh... Whew... Oh!

Stupidly flicked his tail, squeezed his eyes, and danced wildly on all fours, not so much dancing as twitching.

Just as the donkey was carnivaling, an iron sword fell from the sky and plunged directly in front of Duan Liang.

The donkey took the iron sword in his mouth, and danced the sword with his mouth.

Bang!

The flask in Bai Mang's hand fell to the ground, and all the wine overflowed.

Duan Liang trembled, only to feel a violent spiritual pressure coming from the top of his head, and he reached out and grabbed the white mang and quickly flashed to the side.

A blue shadow fell in front of the donkey, stretched out his hand and tapped the branches, and a one-meter-thick banyan tree instantly turned into sawdust that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

The man stretched out his hand to the donkey, and said lightly, "Brute, sword." ”

Stupid was extremely frightened, this man was even more terrifying than Duan Liang.

Stupid immediately dropped his sword, ran away, and hid behind Bai Mang.

Duan Liang's fingers trembled, he took a step forward, turned around and handed Duan Liang two high-grade spirit stones, and said, "Qinglou, go by yourself!"

Bai Mang's face was pale, and the corners of his mouth trembled and he shook his head.

"Let's go!"

Duan Liang spit out a word.

Bai Mang shook his head.

"Get out!"

Duan Liang spit out a word, and with a wave of his hand, Bai Mang was shocked ten meters away.

The iron sword, the blue clothes, and the spiritual pressure exuded from his body, this person is undoubtedly him—Hua Yun Pavilion.

Hua Yunting bent down, picked up the iron sword, and walked towards Duan Liang step by step, Duan Liang's heart trembled with every step he took.

Ten steps away from Duan Liang, Hua Yunting stopped.

Sweat soaked his underwear, Duan Liang looked at Hua Yun Pavilion.

Hua Yunting raised his iron sword expressionlessly and asked, "Yellow Devil?"

Duan Liang nodded.

Sword out!

Ten steps and a sword, Duan Liang's right hand fell to the ground.

"Uncle Huang, the spiritual power is fully supplied. ”

Duan Liang said in his heart.

"Sect Master, run away! ”

A brand-new right arm was born, and in an instant, golden bone armor enveloped the whole body.

"You killed my father?"

Hua Yunting asked.

"No, would you believe it?"

Duan Liangdao.

The bone knife collided with the iron sword, and the huge sword qi pouring out of the iron sword instantly shattered the bone armor.

Blood gushed out.

The speed is amazing, Duan Liang is difficult to see clearly with one eye, and what he sees when he opens the ghost eye is also an afterimage.

At such a fast speed, even if you open a thousand coffins, you can't catch the target.

"Hall of Bones!"

Duan Liang let out a loud shout, and turned into a corpse bone hall to envelop himself and Hua Yun Pavilion in it.

At this moment, hundreds of sword qi burst out from the iron sword, like a flood, tearing the corpse hall to pieces in an instant!

Duan Liang vomited blood and fell to his knees!

The attack speed of the sword qi exceeds the recovery ability of the body.

The hair all over his body was oozing blood.

At this moment, Duan Liang recognized the gap.

In the face of such a sword, such a speed, and such a level gap, even if it is infinite spiritual power, it will not help.

What's more, I just experienced a big battle a few days ago, and my body is still in a damaged state, if I forcibly replenish my spiritual power, it will cause the spiritual veins to burst.

The iron sword slashed through his throat, blood gushed out, and the sound of bones shattering rang out.

Duan Liang clutched his throat and used out a thousand coffins,

A thousand white bone coffins smashed towards themselves!

"A sword, ink night!"

The iron sword waved, and in an instant, Duan Liang seemed to see thousands of iron swords flying in front of his eyes.

The sky turned black, and he was able to dye the sky black with his sword qi!

The bone coffin in the sky stopped in the air for a second, turning into white bone chips and falling to the ground like snow.

The iron sword pressed against Duan Liang's eyebrows.

"At the peak of the ground level, there is only one step away from becoming a god. ”

Duan Liang smiled, laughing bitterly.

Ten years ago, Min Feng was able to win the Iron Sword with the Heavenly Sword Spirit Vein, but this is only ten years, and the person holding the Iron Sword has already approached God.

was silent, even Uncle Huang was silent.

In the face of such power, there is no escape, even if you use all 100,000 beliefs, it is useless.

The sword qi enveloped Duan Liang's head, and as long as the owner of the iron sword thought about it, Duan Liang's head would turn into dust.

No matter how strong the repair ability is, it is impossible to reforge the dust.

There was darkness in front of me.

A pair of hands as white as jade reached over and grasped the surging iron sword, blood spilled on Duan Liang's hands.

Duan Liang stretched out his hand to catch the hot blood, looked up, and saw Bai Mang's pale face.

"You're going to die with him?"

Hua Yun Pavilion's cold voice reached Duan Liang's ears.

"Second brother, put away your sword!"

Bai Mangdao.

What the?

Duan Liang's body trembled!

The fiery red blood burned in Duan Liang's hands, and the red fox robe fell into Duan Liang's arms.

Faded off the nine-tailed fox clothes, and that familiar figure appeared in front of Duan Liang.

The sword aura dissipated, and the night faded.

Hua Xianxian's hand grabbed Duan Liang's hand, and Duan Liang stood up.

Hua Yunting was stunned for a moment.

Nine-tailed fox clothes, this is a relic left by the nine-tailed fox to Hua Xianxian, as long as Hua Xian Xian wears a nine-tailed fox dress and turns into a human form, no one can see through it.

"You're just a half-demon, you don't deserve to call me that!"

Hua Yunting frowned and withdrew his iron sword.

"Father... The death of the pro has nothing to do with him. ”

Hua Xian Xian blocked his body in front of Duan Liang and said.

Duan Liang could hear that she didn't want to call Hua Yin her father, but now in order to protect him, she had to say it.

"Get out of here!"

Hua Yunting said coldly.

"Blind, you can't see it, I tell you, you still don't want to listen?"

Hua Xian Xian snorted coldly and scolded at Hua Yun Pavilion.

Hua Yunting frowned and said, "You said he wasn't the murderer, do you know who the murderer is?"

"Are you stupid to practice swords?"

Hua Xian's words came out.

Hua Yunting slapped Hua Xian Xian's face.

Duan Liang stretched out his hand and grabbed Hua Yunting's hand at this moment.

"If I really kill your father, I won't just smoke his bones, I'll chop him into meat sauce and give it to you to taste, hehe!"

Duan Liang sneered, pushed Hua Xian Immortal away, and stood in front of Hua Yun Pavilion.

"I was born only for the sword, not for mortals, not for grievances, I once said this. ”

"But I am the son of Huayin, without him, there would be no me, and my sword will be the first time to cut grievances, and it will be the last. ”

Hua Yunting looked at Duan Liang's eyes expressionlessly.

"It's ridiculous, saying things that see through the mortal dust, but your body is still mortal, and your eyes are still full of ordinary things. ”

Hua Xianxian picked up the wine jug, took a sip of wine, and said with a smile.

"Then I can tell you that if you kill me, there will be another time to cut off the grudge. ”

Duan Liangdao.

"Someone will avenge you? ”

Hua Yunting said expressionlessly.

"If you really kill me, I don't want him to avenge me, and indeed as you say, he can't kill you. I just say, "If you kill me, you will not cut off your grudge, because I have no grudge against you." Duan Liang let go of the hand holding Hua Yunting and said calmly.