Jiangling Fist is like a heavenly sword, like a divine sword, and its momentum is like a rainbow, directly penetrating Ku Ming's chest!

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A punch through the chest!

This kind of murder method is too terrifying, shocking, making Nalan Que and Xue Teng stunned, and their backs are cold.

"It's ...... Torture and kill!" Xue Tengkong said in a trembling voice, his face full of horror.

Nalan Que was also shocked, but he was quite calm, because he knew that like Jiangling and his eldest brother Nalan Junior, they could make a great reputation, naturally they were not soft-hearted, and it was commonplace to kill people and kill people, and Jiangling was even known as "the knife cut a thousand pride, and the body was stained with the blood of ten thousand people", it is not difficult to imagine that "Nan Jiangling" is a famous name for killing, even if the means of killing Kuming are slightly ferocious, but if you think about it, it is normal.

This is the real "Tanhua" Nanjiangling!

"Peng!"

Jiang Ling withdrew his fist, and the withered roar fell to the sky, and the dust flew, his eyes were wide open, but his pupils were dilated, and he lost focus.

He was killed by a punch from Gangneung, but he didn't blink an eye!

"It's so ruthless!"

Xue Tengkong and Nalan Que looked at each other, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, glad that he hadn't completely offended Jiangling, otherwise he would have fallen to the ground now, and he would probably be himself if he didn't see it.

In this process, Xue Nianchu has been quietly staying by the side, with a calm expression and no words.

"Are you really not afraid of Kurong Dao?" Yan Yuxi frowned slightly, looking at Jiangling Dao.

Kurong Dao, one of the legendary six wheels of Taoism, is ancient and mysterious, although it is secluded from the world, far from the core of the vicissitudes, but its heritage and strength should not be underestimated.

After all, it is a terrifying existence that has set off endless storms in the history of the vicissitudes of life!

"Do you say I'm afraid of Pei Muya?" Jiang Ling glanced at her, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with an indifferent arc.

Yan Yuxi was dumbfounded, yes, he was not even afraid of Pei Muya, who was known as the number one in the world, and naturally he was not afraid of Kurong Dao.

Jiang Ling ignored her anymore, took Xue Nianchu's hand beside him, and walked straight to the hut, after walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, turned his head to Nalan Que and Xue Tengkong and said, "Take the body away and dispose of it." ”

The two were stunned.

Gangneung and Xue Nianchu walked back to the hut side by side.

Yan Yuxi looked at the backs of the two, her beautiful eyes were hazy, and she muttered: "No past can be forgotten, Jiangling, you will definitely return to Xichuan ......"

Nalan Que and Xue Tengkong looked at each other, very helpless, their hearts were really aggrieved, Jiangling asked them to dispose of Kuming's corpse, which made them very resentful and dissatisfied, but after seeing Jiangling's methods with their own eyes, they didn't dare to disobey.

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When the two returned to the room, Jiangling lit the red furnace, settled Xue Nianchu, and then stopped, and the two stood and sat without speaking, and the room became extremely quiet.

"Xiaoling, do you know why I named you Jiangling?" Xue Nianchu's godless eyes "stared" at Jiangling, and suddenly spoke.

Jiang Ling was stunned, shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

He really didn't know, and he was also very curious about why Xue Nianchu gave him the name "Jiangling", was it a coincidence, or was it destined in the dark?

"During the time you were in a coma, you often whispered and shouted two names, one was Gangneung, and the other—"

Xue Nianchu paused slightly, and then said, "The other is Yan Xuanxi." ”

Gangneung's pupils constricted suddenly.

"Yan Xuanxi...... What kind of woman is it?" Xue Nianchu was very curious about Jiangling's past, so she left Yan Yuxi to inquire.

Gangneung was silent, and his expression was extremely complicated.

"Time has passed, not only things, but also people. ”

Gangneung laughed at himself, "The people and things of the past may be brilliant, but looking back now, it is just an empty talk, destined to be buried in the depths of memory, achieving a distant exile, until it disappears into the wind and scatters the cape to the ends of the world......"

Some people are destined to become a past that does not need to be remembered, embellished with memories and years.

"I don't want to be like morning and twilight, I just want to be lovesick like the first time I saw it!"

Xue Nianchu sighed slightly, "Yan Yuxi said, this is a sentence engraved by her sister Yan Yuxi on the peak of forgetfulness. ”

Gangneung's figure trembled slightly.

The two fell silent again.

After a long time, Gangneung spoke, "I'm going to leave for a while." ”

Xue Nianchu was not surprised, as if she had expected it, she was very calm, she fumbled to get up, and took out a long quaint wooden box in the cabinet in front of her.

She opened the wooden box, and there were three knives and an ancient sword lying quietly inside.

The three knives are neatly side by side, the blade is crystal clear, as if carved from the cold marrow, clear and flawless, like a work of art, very exquisite.

It was the glazed flying knife.

Yan Yuxi has one, but Xue Nianchu has three.

As for the sword...... It is very simple, contains ancient meaning, and when you look at it, you faintly feel a sense of desolation, rushing to your face.

Jiang Ling was instantly attracted, and he stared at the ancient sword, unable to take his eyes off it.

"It's yours, and now it's time to return it to its rightful owner. ”

Xue Nianchu smiled lightly, her voice was quiet and gentle, "This trip is dangerous, bring them with you for self-defense." ”

Jiang Ling couldn't help but come, stretched out his hand to pick up the ancient sword, drew the sword out of the sheath, stared at the two ancient seal characters engraved on the sword body, and the depths of the dark pupils suddenly burst out with brilliant light, and said to himself: "There is a sword name!"

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