"Tiangang Sun!"

A roar roared from Yun Fangjing's heart, and on the sword he held in both hands, there were first countless fierce sword qi condensed madly, like star points, followed by all the sharp star points that were frantically condensed in the tip of the sword, and the afterimage of a sword was like a note, and there were thousands of swords between every millimeter forward. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

And there are countless afterimages, and there is only one real sword after all.

The real sword under Yun Fangjing's arm was tightly grasped, and the tip of the sword converged with the stars, revealing its edge like a round of white sun, and the sharp mang turned into a thorn white order and swept straight over the young man's body, even if it did not have the slightest wind and waves, nor did it startle the slightest wave, but in the young man's heart, it stirred up a thousand waves for some reason.

Rumble!

The forces of the two sides clashed again, and this time the situation was not so easy to discern.

As the two blades clashed, sparks overflowed and sharp stabs rolled out with a powerful torrent, causing chaos in the room, and even slightly startling the sliding wooden door, which had been unmoving all along, and making it tremble almost visibly.

"You're not strong enough!"

After two breaths of the confrontation, a wave of anger flowed in the young man's eyes, and at the same time, there was a kind of excitement, and he roared out of his mouth, but it was quickly covered up in the noise of the two sword exchanges. Within Yun Fangjing's field of vision, it was enough to see the violence that gradually formed on his face, and it gradually lost its previous coldness.

I didn't hear him clearly, but Yun Fangjing understood what he said.

It's just that when the person stopped spitting out any words, Yun Fangjing's lips and teeth opened, but he didn't want to say anything. At the same time, the sharp mang above the sword body in his hand instantly opened outward and rolled angrily, which was also a force inspired by the last spirit gang he gathered in the sword body, which left a few shallow marks on the outside of the young man's defenseless arms.

The next moment, that is, the third breath of the confrontation between the two swords, Yun Fangjing's face froze, within the sword body in his hand, Linggang had already squandered it, and he had to take the next step that he had already thought about.

Airplanes!

I saw his eyes condensed, and the power of divine thought rolled out, with the distance between the two sides so close, it was almost the same moment, the young man's mind produced a blurred state, even if he had already been prepared for the previous thrill, but at this time he was still caught off guard.

"Huh!"

Immediately after, Yun Fangjing's mouth suddenly opened, and a loud roar was instantly released, and all the power derived from his body was also like a wild horse rushing wildly at this moment, taking advantage of the gap in this person's trance, the spirit sword in his right arm was exported more than a hundred handles, and suddenly poured into the body of the person in front of him.

The strength dissipated, Yun Fangjing dragged his tired body, and with the reverse force of the collision of the two sword bodies, he suddenly retreated a few steps backwards, and the young man also retreated a few steps backwards because of this force, and directly fell on the moving wooden door, and every breath became very disordered and rapid.

At this moment, the young man's face was already a little pale, and blood was constantly spilling from his mouth, and his body was naturally full of holes from Yun Fangjing's more than 100 spirit swords.

And his face, the almost earth-shaking change in his eyes from a few breaths ago, has become a lot calmer.

"Before I die, can I know your name?"

Knowing that his death was approaching, the young man saw it through for some reason.

Yun Fangjing was silent, and he didn't let the spirit sword in his body move anymore, because Yun Fangjing understood that this person was already injured and dying in his body, and he couldn't even move his feet.

"Don't worry, a dead person won't talk much, let alone a dead person who has been abandoned by the Spirit Void Gate. ”

The human cloud Fangjing was silent, his body slashed downward, leaving a bloody mark on the door and finally fell to the ground, his words were already very weak, and there was a vague sense of self-deprecation.

"Cloud Fangjing. ”

"Huh...... I should have guessed it a long time ago...... Destiny...... people. ”

After hearing Yun Fangjing's name, the man seemed to look relieved, "Thankful...... I didn't ...... eight months ago Just find your ......."

Before he could finish the last word, he was exhausted.

Listening to the words that he couldn't finish, Yun Fangjing's face froze, and he turned to his feet and quickly swept towards him, squatting down next to his corpse, but after a while, he had to sigh lightly.

What did he mean by the last sentence?

The arm stretched forward, the palm of his hand was pressed against the person's chest, and the more than 100 spirit swords in his body instantly turned into countless starlight, and returned directly to Yun Fangjing's right arm from his chest, without continuing to destroy the corpse of the young man in front of him.

Since the damned are dead, the dead should be respected.

"What the Tianyun Falu wants to express...... That's what it means, right?" Yun Fangjing sighed, then closed his eyes for him with his hands, and at the same time propped him up, finally making him lie flat on the side of the low table, looking very peaceful.

Looking back at the bloodstains along the way, Yun Fangjing's footsteps did not stop, and walked to the door and opened the door with his hands.

At this moment, in this corridor, there is no one, at least Ji Suling is no longer there.

Glancing back at the cluttered room behind him, he closed the door behind him with his hands. Then, he glanced at the blood stains on his body, and with a sweep of his eyes, he took two steps forward and followed it, and the moment he stepped on the railing, he suddenly flipped upward, and with the use of his hands and feet, he quickly climbed over the three-story pavilion and stood at the top of the attic.

After several steps, he quickly skimmed down the chains connected to the top of the pavilion and other pavilions, and soon came to the outermost layer of a pavilion, and jumped into the lake on the side of the lake in the blind spot of the smoke pavilion, and some of the water surface was still dyed red, but soon the blood stains sank, and it returned to its original appearance.

When he left, the people who stood on the other side of the top of the attic where the young man was located walked to the eaves of the house, and at the same time their breath was exposed.

There are four people in total, two of them are the owners of Ji Suling and Ruyan Pavilion, Mu Qing, known as Aunt Mu or Sister Mu. The other two were men in their early thirties with grim faces, standing behind Mu Qing without saying a word, and they were obviously two higher-level guards in the Yan Pavilion.