In the gloomy dungeon of Zhendong Mansion, Liu Fengze lazily leaned under the small window that sparsely cast light in a corner, and the indescribable depression in his heart was that he was really imprisoned in this dungeon by Zhendong Mansion, and he did not see the light of day for a whole month.

It was like a forgotten and spurned corner of the world, and the light of the eyes was faint. Separated by a wall, the outside of the wall is bright, and the prison is rotten, which is stark and ironic. It was getting late, and occasionally a cold wind blew in through the cracks in the wall, rubbing out "Woo... The terrible sound of the wind, blowing up the dust on the ground, drifting in the air, filled the entire dungeon, mixed with the smell of sourness and decay, enough to penetrate into the psychology of every prisoner, and the fear was inexplicably nourished in his heart day after day.

In the silence of the night, a sudden jingle or the unwilling roar of a prisoner seemed to awaken the ghost of a long-slumber ghost and prick his eardrums. It seems that only the darkness that seeped into his heart has become his eternal companion!

Liu Chen and the three of them walked leisurely on the road, and it was strange to say that the Zhendong Mansion Imperial Prison was not on any island, and the miserable white moonlight passed through the shadows of the trees, reflecting light white spots on the boundless black and inky ground. The bleak woods on the side of the road stood one by one, wet marks of dew, reflecting the silvery white light of the moonlight.

The secluded and uninhabited road, silently revealing the taste of loneliness, the dark crescent moon, from time to time flashed a faint light, the light was a little strange, a moment bright, a moment dark, but after all, it was dim and matte. The smell of dew gradually intensified, and the damp and cold wind gradually spread out from the road, carrying the lonely cold and cold, mercilessly enveloping the little residual heat in the air.

After a while, Liu Chen suddenly stopped, not knowing what to look at in the dark, Su Wan'er squinted her eyes as if she was puzzled, and asked him, "Childe?"

Liu Chen didn't speak and stared indifferently at the faint black clouds in the distance, Su Wan'er and Liu Yun looked at it curiously, just in time for the terrifying black, approaching inch by inch, devouring their sight little by little, swallowing saliva and worrying, and clearly audible the intensified heartbeat of the three people, plopping, plopping... Liu Yun grabbed the sword at his waist and was highly vigilant.

The three of them were at a loss for a while, but this place was too eerie, it was better to leave as soon as possible, Liu Chen made up his mind, and immediately turned around and left, but just after walking a few steps, he saw a person suddenly appear more than ten meters in front of him, that person was wearing a white long coat, with a dark blue mask, only revealing a pair of sharp eyes, and he was limping and limping when walking. He was also wagging an iron broom in his hand, what was he dragging the broom for?

For a while, the three of them didn't dare to take a step easily, and stood in place in a daze, only to see the person limping towards him, and a cold sense of fear was like the cold air of the ice and snow arctic, and suddenly rushed towards them. The three of them didn't know that they and the others were in trouble, Liu Yun drew his sword, and the man also strode up frantically, and the iron broom that collided with the ground quickly made a clanging sound.

Liu Yun looked solemn, pointed the tip of his sword at the man, and asked angrily, "Who are you?"

The man ignored him, only brandished the iron broom that flashed in the cold light in the moonlight, Liu Chen was angry, flashed the sword light in his wrist like a wind, and flew towards the wind where the other party was, only to hear the broken cold light flashing in front of them, the man turned his arm, and the sword actually spun straight between the whiskers of his iron broomstick, stirring the sound that diffused in the sky and fell, almost stirring Liu Yun's hand into it, powerless to resist the back hand.

The man abruptly let go of his hand and shook the end of the sword with his true qi, easily defusing Liu Yun's attack. Liu Yun's figure retreated violently, came beside Liu Chen and the others, and said softly: "This person's grandmaster, the son is looking for a chance to go." ”

After that, Liu Yun swept past Liu Chen and the others, the first sword was swung out, and the iron broom was picked up contemptuously, and the power was lost; not in a hurry, the second sword was swung out, and the soft sword was wrapped around the neck, and the person was as steady as an old dog with a broom and only "ding" a "ding" sound, and the sword bullet was scattered; Liu Yun's face was pale, this person was so powerful that he didn't take himself seriously at all; for the sake of the son, he had to do his best, and the third sword ran to his neck and cut it off, and the sound of "bell" was easily resolved again.

The man asked him, "Are you still coming?"

Liu Yun was furious but helpless, shook his head and waved the broom in his hand and struck out horizontally, hitting Liu Yun's blade. The man seemed to know that his swordsmanship was fantastic, but he was not afraid at all, but when he saw him standing in front of Liu Chen in the middle of the avenue, he just shook his blade away with his internal force, and the blade intersected with the broom. 

Liu Yun's change of face must be the reason for this person's strange exercises, which is hateful. Liu Yuncha saw that the empty door under his armpit was wide open, and he only needed to take advantage of the situation to control his death, but he was suddenly shocked by the iron broom, his arm was sore, and he suddenly felt powerless, so he had to block it with a horizontal sword. The two blades intersected, Liu Yun found that he was actually a rapid internal force, his heart was beating, under the intersection of anger and anger, he summoned the strength of his life, the long sword stabbed rapidly, the sword was halfway, and he turned abruptly, bypassing the man's front stab in the back, this move was false and real, and there were many afterwards, it was extremely ruthless, if the person went to save the broom, he could return to the sword and stab him in the lower abdomen, if he did not save, then the sword was really stabbed, and he should also be taught to be seriously injured, so he could take the opportunity to slam the killer. 

Liu Yun's long sword suddenly froze in mid-air, and he sent it forward with force, but the tip of the sword could not be pushed forward in the slightest, but the blade slowly arched upward, and at the same time, the internal force poured out sharply. Finally, he saw the opportunity very quickly, hurriedly withdrew his sword, and jumped backwards, but the front force had been lost, and the rear force was not continued, and he was in mid-air, suddenly paralyzed, and fell down heavily. 

Liu Yun's green silk demon hair fluttered in the wind, holding a sword in his big hand, and a playful smile on the corner of his mouth. The man also smiled, and didn't take him seriously at all. 

The silver sword danced wildly, the sword shadow and the cold mang mixed together, others only heard the sound of fighting, but did not see how to fight, the speed was extremely fast!

The assassin swung his broom and slashed at the top of Liu Yun's head, and Liu Yun raised his sword horizontally and pushed it hard, barely able to block the blow back. Then he took the opportunity to turn his wrist and stab the assassin in the lower abdomen. But unexpectedly, this person made a light effort, his body was ghostly, he jumped lightly to dodge a sword, and then took the opportunity to jump behind Liu Yun and landed steadily. squatted down on the cushion when he landed, and slashed towards Liu Yun's calf with a broomstick.

As soon as Liu Yun turned around, he picked up the assassin's broom with his sword from the bottom up, and the blade suddenly swung towards the assassin's neck. Liu Chen and Su Wan'er retreated farther away, wanting to squat here to watch some real battles and gain some useful practical combat experience in the real sense.

Unhurried, the assassin kept turning his wrist and the broom he clenched in his hand, unleashing Liu Yun's fast and fierce sword, and constantly stepping backwards. Liu Yun noticed that this person's internal strength was profound, and the tiger's mouth and shoes holding the sword were numb from the shock. Others only thought that Liu Yun was attacking, but in fact, they were a little in a hurry, and the tearing began again, only to see the sword blade waving in the dark, shooting in and out of a dazzling fierce light, every time the light of the blade flashed, there were blood beads spraying wine, with a burst of blood splashing around.

Liu Yun's injuries are not light, and it is difficult to have the strength to fight again.

Although, the endless darkness shrouded this heaven and earth, providing him with a chance to escape, but the son and Su Wan'er behind him did not have such speed, not to mention that he didn't know what the strength of this person was?

What Liu Yun practiced was the "Glimpse Remnant Void Step", running like a fairy, like the wind leaving only the afterimage of the illusory feeling. 

The man's sudden laughter was like a silver bell, clean and pleasant, but the deep killing intent contained in it also diffused. The man sneered, "If it weren't for that old thing, this seat would definitely let the three of you fall to the ground tonight." ”

After speaking, his body was like thunder.

Liu Yun's color changed, this person must be extremely not simple. He rose into the air and swirled in the air, the cold light emitted by the blade broom waved a brilliant light curtain, like a little star falling from the starry sky, the light curtain cut out the cold light that shot out, and only then did he resolve the nightmare of killing. Then the long sword swung out, and the dazzling sword light rushed straight up, like a brilliant silver dragon, as if it was about to connect with the lightning that fell from the sky. 

The two of them jumped up one after another, jumping between the dust, Liu Yun's sword qi had reached the limit of collapse, and the battle that was so fast that it could only be heard quickly exhausted his lightning-fast speed. Finally, Liu Yun suddenly shook and fell to his knees, blood gushing out of the corners of his mouth, while Liu Chen stood firmly, looking at him with melancholy and anxious eyes. 

Liu Yun was defeated, this person was a master of the Grandmaster, and he was a fool of himself throughout the battle, and he didn't put it in his eyes at all, and he was treated as an opponent.

Su Wan'er's pretty white face hurriedly came to Liu Yun with Liu Chen, Liu Chen had a black face, and asked worriedly, "Uncle Yun, are you okay?"

Liu Yun stood up upright with his sword with difficulty, looked at the man vigilantly, did not forget to turn back to Liu Chen, and asked, "Childe, why don't you leave?"

You must know that Liu Yun is not a simple person, but he can't resist the person with the iron broom in front of him, Liu Chen is still here not looking for death?

The cool breeze blowing in the night, the sound of the wind whimpering in the ears, all of this is like a resentful spirit, tearing at the decaying dark night. I can't help but "squeak". The sad cry of a jackdaw in the treetops seemed to tell of what had just happened here. The scarlet eyes are particularly dazzling, and they are like two sharp swords that want to pierce people's hearts.

The air was suddenly filled with bursts of foul odor from nowhere, mixed with those light and charming aromas, from Su Wan'er's delicate body fragrance. The night dances wildly between heaven and earth, wanting to devour everything in this night.

And the iron broom that the man held horizontally in his left hand was not far away from the three of them, and he stared at the three of them so simply, very panicked.

He pointed at Liu Chen, his face was serious, and he said in a cold tone: "This seat will let you go for the time being." ”

Liu Chen picked up Liu Yun, his eyes coldly looked at the person's distant back, eager to kill this person as soon as possible, but he could sigh that his skills were not as good as others, and he was most lacking in his own strength. If you want to kill this person, it is really difficult for him to reach the sky.