Liang Jia's big knife has come out of its sheath, turning into a knife like a stormy wave, and it is killing with a roar of fire snakes.

Suddenly, the phantom flashed, and a person came out of the pile of rubble next to him, flashed to the bottom of the tree like a ghost, and dug up two 10,000-year-old ginseng plants with one hand. Haha laughed, "Thank you, I'll go first." ”

Liang Mutou's thick back knife knife mixed with a huge fire snake sprayed on the head of the golden lion, the golden lion first became an arrow of Liang Mutou, and then was hit hard by Tangshan and Lei Wentian's joint efforts, and he didn't take a breath, the heat wave of Liang Mu's thick back knife has hit head-on, "bang" sound, the golden lion's whole body was like a lightning strike, and in the heart-rending howl, he was thrown back two feet away, stubbornly trying to get up, but his limbs were already a little shaky and unstable.

Liang Mutou didn't stop at his feet, lifted his breath and stepped out in a big stride, with a flick of his strength, he chased after the person just now, and threw himself into the depths of the dense forest like a bird, and disappeared in an instant.

Liang Mutou chased the man into the dense forest, and the person who stole the 10,000-year-old ginseng was dressed in gray clothes, about thirty zhang away from him, and shuttled and flew in front. Liang Mutou guessed where he should have arrived earlier than them, and when he saw them coming, he hid behind the stones, and the group of them were still a little careless, if they checked the surroundings in advance before making a move, they would not let him take advantage of the fact that the three of them were fighting the golden lion.

The speed of the gray-clothed man was comparable to that of Liang Mu, who held two flying knives in his hand and shot out vigorously, heading straight for the back of the gray-clothed man's head and back. The gray-clothed man reluctantly half-turned around and swung the dark green long sword in his hand twice, knocked out the flying knife, and then continued to escape.

The distance suddenly narrowed a few zhang, and after a while, when the straight-line distance between the two was not covered by a tree, Liang Mu shot out two flying knives again, and the distance between the gray-clothed man and him was shortened to about twenty zhang.

The gray-clothed man knew that if he continued like this, there was no way to escape, the gray-clothed man was lucky to fly high into the sky to the top of the tree, flying high in the air, he was a martial artist of the sixth-order early stage, stronger than the ordinary sixth-order early stage, just now he watched the battle from the sidelines, knowing that Liang Mutou's strength was also enough to compete with the sixth-order early stage, in the case of no need, he didn't want to fight with Liang Mutou, and Liang Mutou also had a large group of helpers, I don't know if they would follow.

The gray-clothed man flew forward in the air for almost three hundred zhang, and then fell, stepped on the tree with his toes, and flew again with the help of his strength, and after flying out of the air more than a dozen times in a row, the gray-clothed man fell to the ground, and the high-altitude flying consumed his true qi, especially for a sixth-order novice like him just now.

The gray-clothed man just fell to the ground and turned around to see that the beam was already more than twenty zhang behind him, and the gray-clothed man was shocked, the woods here were luxuriant, covering the sky and the sun, and the woods were dark and dark, and he had changed direction in the air several times, why couldn't he get rid of him.

Liang Mutou had been staring at the gray-clothed man flying in the air with his magic eye just now, and kept up at full speed from below, fortunately, this was a dense forest, and there was grass outside, if there were one or two cliffs outside, he would definitely be in vain. Because the man in gray can easily get rid of him as long as he crosses the cliff. The man in gray stood still, and the beam of wood swept to a distance of three feet from the man in gray and stopped.

The man in gray is tall and heroic, with fluttering blond hair, deep facial features, brown skin, very male domineering and strong charm, standing there only a little higher than Liang Mu, Liang Mu himself doesn't feel it, in fact, in the past four months, Liang Mu has been training and practicing qi, making great progress, and waking up to enlightenment has also benefited a lot, the bones of the whole body have risen a lot, and the height has grown a lot, although it still looks a little thin, but the height is almost the same as that of adults.

Liang Mutou said calmly: "Leave the 10,000-year-old ginseng, you can go." ”

The gray-clothed man has a gray-colored robe, a tight-fitting black samurai suit inside, a pair of leather boots under his feet, broad shoulders and narrow waist, and a dark green long sword in his right hand, about twenty-one or twelve years old, with a majestic appearance: "At a young age, but with good skills, if you are allowed to reach my age, I should not be your opponent, but now...... Since you are to blame for your self-inflicted strength, I have no choice but to keep you here forever. ”

After speaking, the gray-clothed young man suddenly gave birth to an unstoppable momentum, which made Liang Mu's breath feel a little oppressed. The gray-clothed man's martial arts cultivation is very strong, and it is indeed very shocking. Liang Mutou secretly compared in his heart, although this person's strength was not as good as the Golden Lion, but he was better than any of Tangshan and Lei Wentian.

The gray-clothed man swung his long sword, and rushed over the beams and woods, and a gray shadow fell from the sky, and the amazing sword qi stirred up a wave of demonic energy, pressing on the top. Liang Mutou felt the cold demonic qi come to the top of his head, and he calmly held the thick-backed knife with both hands and rose to the sky, facing the long sword.

Liang Mutou's arms were numb, and his body was like a heavy blow, and he was shocked by the other party. The opponent's demonic qi invaded the body, and Liang Mutou's blood ** qi immediately devoured them, and the whirlwind true qi in the body ran for several weeks, completely turning the enemy's powerful demonic qi that could destroy the heart and lungs into his own, and his own demonic qi seemed to have improved a little.

The rage and bloodlust of the blood-colored true qi have always made him a little uneasy, and he has been careful to hide it. Liang Mutou was pleasantly surprised, the other party's true qi turned out to be the same as his own, the only difference was that his own blood-colored true qi was purer and purer.

A smile floated from the corner of Liang Jia's mouth, and he felt a sense of joy when he met the same kind. The blood-colored true qi in his brain is the biggest secret of his heart, and it is also the biggest factor in his strength, the magical magic eye, the blood-colored true qi pool that can easily improve the true qi just by killing, and of course, the true qi pool of the dantian lightning attribute is also undoubtedly powerful.

Only unknown things will make him feel frightened, Liang Mutou took a moment to say: "What kind of exercises are you using, you are so evil." ”

The man in gray sneered, "The moment before you die, I will satisfy your curiosity. ”

The dark green long sword flickered in his hand and turned into a little light, and in an instant, he quickly stabbed out seven swords, and the mercury attacked Liang Mu in a dripping manner, Liang Mu's dripping defense, every time he collided with the long sword, the profound skill of the gray-clothed youth, and the strange demonic qi forced Liang Mu's footsteps back, and Liang Mu took fourteen steps back after the seven swords

The long sword of the gray-clothed young man struck like a stormy wave, and the beams and timbers were like dead wood and old wells, and the waves were not alarmed. He let the gray-clothed young man play at will, and he wanted to learn from the gray-clothed youth's use of demonic energy, and let him attack wildly from all sides.

The gray-clothed youth and Liang Mutou moved at ghostly speed, fighting at an extremely fast pace, and a series of dense exchanges.

The gray-clothed young man saw that his offensive had no effect, it was very strange, his demonic aura had the power of fright, chill, trembling, and madness. Now the demonic energy is overwhelmingly attacking the opponent, and after fighting for almost a quarter of an hour, the opponent seems to be completely undisturbed, and he also looks a little enjoyed, yes, enjoyment, which makes the gray-clothed young man a little frustrated in his heart.

His expression was solemn, the dark green long sword in his hand turned into a thousand cold rays, ten thousand points of brilliance, for a while, the sky and the earth were full of sword blades and violent demonic energy, the wind was howling, and the thick back knife of Liang Mu stirred up the light shield, and in an instant, the sword rain exploded on the light shield.

Liang Mutou was shocked back three steps and stood up: "Is this all your strength, if that's all, you still answer my question honestly, and then put down the 10,000-year-old ginseng, and I will spare you death." ”

The gray-clothed young man showed a puzzled look, thought about it for a while, and his expression became firm: "Just now, you fell behind, and you dared to speak wildly, it seems that there is some trick that has not come out, but I am going to decide on these two ten thousand years of ginseng, if you want to take it, kill me first." ”

Liang Mutou looked back at the road behind him, no one followed, turned his head back, and didn't say much, his eyes flashed blood-colored, which was chilling to see. The thick-backed knife used all its strength to run the two major whirlwind true qi pools of blood-colored true qi and golden true qi in his hand, and the thick-backed knife slashed straight at the opponent's forehead, and suddenly the surroundings were filled with a tragic and terrifying aura, and the demonic fog suddenly rose, and the demonic fog was thicker and more weird than that of the gray-clothed young man.

Faced with a thunderous slash, the man in gray raised his sword to block it, with a surprised expression on his face, "This is also ...... Impossible."

With a ding, the gray-clothed young man was split out of the way, and his body was churning with blood, which was extremely uncomfortable. Liang Mutou followed another knife, the thick-backed knife had not yet arrived, the flames that rushed to the sky, the fierce knife qi had rushed to the front of the gray-clothed young man, he was not afraid, drew his sword and slashed, the gray-clothed young man was slashed by Liang Mutou with a sword, and he flew away like a windmill.

Liang Mu came over with a knife, and took advantage of the situation to be incomparable with a piercing knife aura, and then slashed at the throat of the gray-clothed youth, who shouted: "Wait"

Liang Mu didn't pay attention to it at all, and the whirlwind true qi poured out the knife and slashed horizontally. The gray-clothed young man hurriedly crossed his sword. Two more legs. Liang Mu was introduced like lightning, brushing and brushing, cutting out three knives, the gray-clothed young man's horizontal sword was connected to three knives, and the three knives of Liang Mu's sword were cut at the same place on the gray-clothed young man's sword at the same time, and the last knife, with a ding, the gray-clothed youth's dark green long sword was broken in response.

The young man in gray was also cut down and thrown backwards, smashing the trunk of a tree. The trunk of the tree swayed, and the leaves on the tree were scattered. When his true qi was stirring inside, he tried his best to block it, and finally couldn't stop it, he screamed miserably, spurted a small mouthful of blood, and threw it backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Liang Mutou also took two steps back under the shock of the gray-clothed youth's true qi, and the thick-backed knife flashed, soaring into the sky, rolling up the sky-high heat wave and pounced on the gray-clothed youth again. The gray-clothed young man rolled on the spot to avoid most of the flames, but his clothes still burned a little. But he no longer had the strength to do so.

Only then did Liang Mutou stop attacking and stared at him with both eyes, and turned into a one-handed knife, the blade faintly locked on him, so close to the distance, as long as the gray-clothed young man moved, he immediately swung the knife and cut him into two pieces.

Liang Mutou asked in a low voice, "What kind of person are you?" ”

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