"Young master, follow me!" After the old man finished speaking, he raised his sleeves and walked in, and the rotten aura filled the bookshelf around, and the spider silk was dense. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Qin Lang followed, and the large bookshelf that greeted him stood tall in front of him, covered with all kinds of treasures that he had never seen.

In the middle is a huge ancient painting of sheepskin, which is still very clear, and on it a general immediately gallops across the field with a horizontal sword, his eyebrows interlaced into a sword, and his eyes are full of sharp murderous aura.

Qin Lang looked a little fascinated, and with a bang, a long sword fell from the top of his head.

The blade of the sword broke through the thick aura and rushed towards him, and he suddenly stepped back, one foot flying directly on top of the long sword.

In an instant, the long sword made a turn in the air and shot straight at the bookshelf, the bookshelf shook, and then dark darts appeared in all directions and shot into the ground in front of the bookshelf.

Suddenly, a dark red appeared, Qin Lang stepped back, and then a yin wind blew across his face, and dozens of long swords shot out here.

Qin Lang smiled, he could have dodged this attack safely, but he happened to use this sword to break through the mechanism of the bookshelf.

Lao Dao looked at Qin Lang approvingly, and then walked straight to the bookshelf, one by one the ancient books were lying quietly on the bookshelf, Lao Dao browsed left and right as if he was looking for something.

But at this moment, the sound of talking sounded outside, and Lao Dao, who was looking for something everywhere, was instantly frightened, and he hurriedly listened quietly, but his heart trembled when he heard it.

Lao Dao directly took it out and rushed to the bookshelf, he quickly looked for something, and after a while, his eyes lit up, and what he saw was a Tai'a sword and an ancient book.

Because he was in too haste, Qin Lang didn't see the appearance of this ancient book clearly, only to see Lao Dao quickly stuff the ancient book to his chest, and just when he touched Tai'a's long sword with one hand, there were a few rubbing sounds around the tomb wall as if some mechanism had been opened.

Immediately afterwards, the rain of arrows flew sideways, and Qin Lang's long knife directly flew away the dark dart in front of Lao Dao with a swing, and then his long knife took advantage of the situation to block several attacks.

Lao Dao saw that Tai'a couldn't get the long sword, so he immediately decided to leave, he stepped back, and the long whisk of dust rolled up a few dark darts at once, and he rushed out of the tomb with a slick of smoke under his feet.

And Qin Lang's natural long knife slammed into the ground, and his body flashed in the air, which could be regarded as out of the attack range.

However, the two of them had only just left the wolf's den and entered the tiger's mouth, only to see that the eyes of the characters in the beautiful murals on the walls of the tunnel tomb seemed to be half open.

One by one, the black deep holes were exposed, and the old man secretly said that it was not good, and he pulled Qin Lang forward tightly. "Damn! they activated the mechanism!" the old man scolded hatefully.

A few long arrows flew behind him again, Qin Lang's long knife was stirred and narrowly blocked, and as soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, the surrounding murals opened their eyes again.

A few arrows showed their heads again, Qin Lang had to swing the knife again, he kept dancing his body, and several parts of his clothes had already been torn open.

The old man's long dust spun again, and a few dark darts flew out, and he was also in a hurry, but fortunately he still saw the exit.

"It's that strong man, if it weren't for the tomb, I'd have taken his life!" said the old man angrily, and then ran towards the exit in embarrassment.

Qin Lang also saw the tomb gate, and moved towards the tomb entrance step by step, and at this time, the body of the black-clothed man at the tomb gate had already been shot into a hedgehog, and he jumped over and rushed out of the tomb gate in an instant.

But when he turned around, the door of the tomb suddenly closed, and he was in a cold sweat when he saw it, and if he had taken a step too late, he might have been like these men in black.

Qin Lang looked around and saw that Lao Dao was already on the side, his clothes were also in tatters, and he also had a few scars on his body, after all, the closed arrow rain just now gave them nowhere to dodge.

For the sake of today's plan, he immediately went to the old way.

Lao Dao looked at Qin Lang and bowed slightly and said, "Young Master, I only got this ancient book!" he smiled awkwardly after speaking.

Qin Lang took the ancient book, and the word Thirteen Clans was printed on the cover, and the ancient book was printed on a bamboo slip, although it had been baptized by the years, it was still very intact.

He looked at Lao Dao with a lost look and shook his head slightly, although he didn't know what Lao Dao's purpose was, but he obviously knew that Lao Dao had not achieved his goal.

While the two were thinking, several arrows came at them. "Be careful!" Qin Lang snorted, the long knife slapped out, and the long knife immediately flew the dark arrow with two bells.

Lao Dao frowned and said, "Tomb in the tomb, it's not good!" After he finished speaking, he directly pulled Qin Lang's sleeve and ran in the direction he came.

"What tomb within a tomb?" Qin Lang hurriedly asked, he had just blocked two attacks, and before he could react, he heard Lao Dao's voice.

The old Taoist said without looking back: "The tomb in the tomb is divided into the inner tomb and the outer tomb! This place is the outer tomb!"

Qin Lang looked for prestige and went to the two stone doors, and immediately crushed him, his long knife instantly stuck in the two boulders, only to see, because the material of the glaive knife originally had a trace of steel, it was very hard.

The two boulders were forced to stop, Qin Lang and Lao Dao passed through in an instant, and Qin Lang put away his knife and the two boulders slammed together like bullets ready to be fired.

The two of them didn't say a word and immediately dodged out of the grass, at this time it was still foggy outside, Qin Lang was slightly stunned and lost his way for a while.

However, Lao Dao was otherwise, he directly grabbed Qin Lang and entered the fog, leaving layers of fog behind him, he wanted to take Qin Lang out like this. And in the current situation, it seems that it is not possible, and Lao Dao sensed that a killing machine was revealed in the dense forest.

"Young master, be careful for a while!" said the old man and walked forward alone.

Qin Lang knew that things were not so simple, he frowned, and suddenly a white figure burst out, he immediately waved his knife at him, but Lao Dao stopped it immediately.

Qin Lang fixed his eyes and saw that it was a white zombie, it was difficult to distinguish various things in this white mist, and it was even more difficult to confirm that this white zombie was white all over.

He withdrew the long knife, his white stiff eyes revealed a dark green glow, and he immediately jumped to the side of Lao Dao, his hands raised forward, and his long nails seemed to have great lethality.

A body of iron-like muscles, afraid that only the black iron darts can penetrate it, Lao Dao's eyes narrowed slightly, and his ears listened carefully to the movements around him.

Qin Lang held the long knife tightly, and suddenly, the wind rustled through the grass, and his long knife slashed towards that place.

With a creak, the long knife seemed to be intimately connected to something extremely hard.

Immediately, he stepped back, and then he rolled and rushed straight forward, and the black boar in the grass suddenly wailed, and its fangs were cut off by the long knife.

When he plunged himself into the boar's chest again, blood poured out.

"Brute!" Qin Lang shouted, then put away his long knife.

Lao Dao naturally didn't have the spare time and energy to appreciate someone's knife technique, he only felt a tightness in his heart, and then a black shadow gradually stood out from the white mist, and his whole body was extremely domineering in black power.

Although the corpse aura here is very strong, there is no corpse aura on this person's body. From this, it can be seen that this is a living person, with the long knife behind his back, and his black hair is tightly tied in front of his forehead.

Qin Lang stepped forward without waiting for Lao Dao to speak, since Second Master Guan gave him this set of Glaive Sword Technique, he had not personally competed with anyone, and today he just tried his skills.

So, Qin Lang immediately picked up the long knife, and the face of the man in the suit opposite was covered with a black cloth, and he couldn't distinguish his face at this time.

The man's cold eyes looked at Qin Lang as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Your eyes are very annoying!" Qin Lang shouted angrily, his long knife rushed over, and at this time, the man in black just flexibly turned sideways and dodged over.

Qin Lang stabbed backhand, and the long knife danced back and forth in his hand, but the man in black on the opposite side just dodged sideways, and his long knife was not shown from beginning to end.

At this moment, he suddenly became angry, and the opponent's failure to draw the knife was the biggest insult to himself, so he immediately stepped back, and then slammed his hind foot on the ground and rushed up instantly.

Qin Lang made a 180-degree loop in the air and buckled it with a knife.

The man also had to face it at this time, and the long knife behind him flashed with a burst of white light and instantly unsheathed.

However, Qin Lang's long-brewing attack was so easy to resist.

With a "bang", the man took a few steps back.

Qin Lang's eyes were even colder, and at this time, the long knife in his hand could be regarded as an official gesture, and he stood proudly in front of the man in black.

"Let's show you what the real knife technique is!" the other party said. Qin Lang's long knife was placed on his chest, and the momentum on his body could not be ignored.

"Give me death!" Qin Lang said suddenly, his body retreating back, and a tumbling long knife suddenly struck.

Suddenly, the man in black jumped and dodged this sword technique that swept through thousands of troops.

But Qin Lang's knife technique was not as simple as he thought, and the long knife rushed forward in an instant with a sharp turn in the air.

The man had to roll back, his feet stepped directly on the back of the long knife, and his body instantly moved away from Qin Lang.

Qin Lang smiled slightly, and then he rushed forward suddenly, and then a small cracking sound seemed to be heard wherever the blade of the long knife went.

The man in black originally thought that this humane law was ordinary, but he didn't expect it to be so aggressive, with domineering in his domineering, and domineering was still mixed with innate pride.

The man in black knew that he couldn't be so passive, and the long knife swept away with momentum after he turned sideways.

How could Qin Lang not be prepared, as soon as he stretched out his hand, the blade of the long knife slammed to block this blow.

At this moment, he leaped to his feet, and the long knife was danced by one of his hands like a swimming dragon. The man in black had to step back again to avoid his edge.

"Come again!" Qin Lang said, he was playing happily at this time, and the momentum on his body suddenly burst out.

As he spoke, he beckoned up with another knife, and the man in black stepped on the trunk of the tree behind him, jumped up, and the long knife slashed downwards with a force of a hundred catties.

Qin Lang hurriedly withdrew his hand, his blade turned skillfully to avoid this blow, and at this moment, the knife of the man in black smashed steadily to the ground. Qin Lang saw the opportunity to skim over, the man in black was originally coiled on the trunk of the tree, it was definitely too late to draw the knife at this time, he simply stepped on it with his foot, and his body suddenly rolled backwards.

The long knife was also pulled out instantly from the force of the man in black's body.

"Break!" Qin Lang shouted, and suddenly the small tree snapped and snapped.

The man in black also swept over with a knife through the gap between Qin Lang's swing of the knife.

Qin Lang suddenly flipped back, and the long knife had already left his hand at this time, and his body broke away even more quickly.

At that moment, when the man in black saw that Qin Lang's big knife had left his hand, he couldn't help but feel a burst of joy, and the long knife was waved even more unscrupulously.

However, at this time, for some reason, the corners of Qin Lang's mouth swept into a smile that could not be ignored.

The man in black was about to attack at close range, Qin Lang suddenly hit a carp on top of his blade, and jumped over in a thrilling way, and the long knife instantly returned to Qin Lang's hand with a "snap" as if he had seen his master.

With a bang, clean and neat, Qin Lang put away his knife and left backwards.

Behind him, in the mist, the looming man in black stood in place like this.

After a while, there was a thud of blood spraying out, and I saw that the head of the man in black fell off all of a sudden, and his pupils were abnormally large, as if he had seen something very incredible.

Lao Dao smiled slightly and said, "Young master, good kung fu." He walked forward again.

It didn't take long for the two of them to walk out of the dense forest, and after walking for a while, they directly saw the Bagua Array.

At this time, the three of Changying were still trapped in the gossip array, and He Yan was still walking and stopping, he seemed to be considering every inch of land, or every change, following the trajectory of the boulders moving to each other, He Yan found a trace of signs at this time.

"This son can be taught!" After Lao Dao finished speaking, he looked at He Yan in the gossip array with a touch of appreciation, but his eyes became very cold in the next second.