Tang Zong's eyes widened as big as copper bells, as if he wanted to engrave this last picture and remember it completely.

When he realized that his life was like a fragile candle gently held in his hand by Lan Shizi, which could be snuffed out at any time, he really couldn't blink a blind eye.

Until the last moment, he struggled, trying to understand why his vaunted poisonous skill was so pale in front of Lan Shizi.

Lan Shizi looked at Tang Zong condescendingly, with a cruel and contemptuous smile on his face, as if he was laughing at Tang Zong's indiscretion.

"The Tang family's poisonous skills, everyone on the rivers and lakes is afraid of them like tigers, but unfortunately, you have forgotten a little."

He spoke slowly, and every word was like a sharp knife, piercing deep into Tang Yun's heart.

"My martial arts have no flaws."

Tang Yun's heart was full of anger and pain at the moment.

He watched Tang Zong fall in front of him, but he couldn't do anything, and this feeling made him almost crazy.

"Lan Shizi!"

He roared like a wounded beast.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Before the words fell, Tang Yun had already rushed towards Lan Shizi like a bolt of lightning.

The long sword in his hand slashed wildly towards Lan Shizi with the sound of the howling wind.

Each sword contains all his anger and strength.

vent all the pain and unwillingness on this sword.

Lan Shizi stood there like an insurmountable mountain.

The figure flickered, and each time it dodged Tang Yun's attack just right.

With that contemptuous and disdainful smile on his face all the time, his hands kept swinging out, colliding with Tang Yun's long sword.

Each collision made Tang Yun feel a tremendous surge of power, almost knocking his long sword flying.

Tang Yun had done his best, but Lan Shizi was still at ease.

Finally, Tang Yun's long sword was slapped away by Lan Shizi's palm.

Looking up at Lan Shizi, Tang Yun's eyes were full of despair and unwillingness.

"Tang Yun, you're defeated."

Lan Shizi slowly walked in front of Tang Yun.

"Now, tell me Zhao Rang's whereabouts, and I can give you a good time."

Tang Yun laughed.

The laughter was full of madness and mockery.

"Lan Shizi, do you think you won? Actually, you're the one who loses! ”

He yelled loudly.

Lan Shizi's face changed, he obviously didn't expect Tang Yun to say such a thing.

He looked at Tang Yun coldly.

"Tang Yun, does this still make sense?"

There was a hint of murderous intent in his tone.

"Do you think you can save Zhao Rang in this way? It's stupid. ”

As he spoke, he raised his right foot, ready to smash Tang Yun's head with one kick.

Tang Yun suddenly used his last strength to rush towards Lan Shizi. Holding Lan Miko's legs tightly, he tried to stop him from moving forward.

Although he knew that doing so would be tantamount to using his mantis arm as a car, he did it without hesitation.

Lan Shizi was taken aback by Tang Yun's actions, he didn't expect Tang Yun to have such courage.

Angrily kicked Tang Yun away, and then walked towards Tang Yun again.

"Tang Yun, you're looking for death!"

At this moment, a mutation protruded!

A sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded, followed by a flash of sword light.

There was a soft "poof" sound.

Lan Shizi's body froze.

He lowered his head with difficulty, only to see a bloody hole the thickness of his index finger in his chest.

Blood was pouring down the wound, staining the hem of his garment.

"How...... How can it be?! ”

He turned around with difficulty, and saw a middle-aged man in brocade standing not far away.

In his hand he held a long sword, and blood was dripping from the tip of the sword.

"Nangong Sword?!"

Lan Shizi's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

He had visited the Nangong family early in the morning, and Nangong Jian, the head of the Nangong family, had personally promised to stand by and watch.

Now the head of the Nangong family, the first of the thirteen swords of Nangong, is standing in front of him.

Nangong Jian didn't answer his words, but slowly walked to Tang Yun's side and helped him up.

"Are you alright?"

Nangong Jian looked at Tang Yun and asked lightly.

Tang Yun shook his head and struggled to his feet.

"Thank you Nangong seniors for saving your life!"

He bowed deeply towards Nangong Jian and said with a grateful face.

Nangong Jian waved his hand, signaling that he didn't have to be polite.

"Just do it."

He said lightly, as if he had just done a trivial matter.

Lan Shizi was seriously injured at the moment, but he was still unwilling to fail like this.

He struggled to his feet and stared at Nangong Jian viciously.

"Nangong Jian, why did you betray me?!"

He roared, his voice full of anger and unwillingness.

Nangong Jian looked at him with a contemptuous smile on his face.

"Betrayal? You are wrong, I never promised you anything. Besides, what are you worthy of my betrayal? ”

He said coldly, every word was like a sharp knife, piercing deep into Lan Shizi's heart.

When Lan Shizi heard this, he was immediately angry.

Lan Shizi's heart was full of anger and unwillingness at the moment.

He cultivated the Daozang Secret Book of Baihe Mountain, and his martial arts had reached the realm of pseudo-first-grade martial arts, and he asked himself that there were very few people on the rivers and lakes who could compete with him.

But the Nangong Sword in front of him made him feel unprecedented pressure.

"Nangong Jian, do you think you've won?"

Lan Shizi said through gritted teeth, his voice revealing endless resentment.

Nangong Jian just looked at him coldly, with a disdainful smile on his face.

Although Lan Shizi is strong in martial arts, he is far inferior to himself in terms of experience and mental toughness in facing the enemy.

"Lan Shizi, your flying sword skills are indeed powerful, but unfortunately, you met me."

Nangong Jian spoke slowly, every word full of confidence and domineering.

"Today, let me learn your tricks!"

Before the words fell, Nangong Jian had already flashed his figure and rushed towards Lan Shizi.

It was extremely fast, like a bolt of lightning across the sky.

Seeing this, Lan Shizi was not to be outdone.

The two of them instantly exchanged hands in the air.

I saw two figures constantly flickering and staggering in the air, and their movements were so fast that it was almost impossible to see.

Each collision made a deafening sound, as if it were about to tear the entire sky apart.

Tang Yun stood aside, looking at the battle in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.

The gap between myself and these two people is too big, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to achieve for the rest of my life.

Even so, he still stared intently at the battlefield, for fear of missing a single detail.

In the air, the battle between Nangong Jian and Lan Shizi became more and more intense.

The swordsmanship of Nangong Sword is exquisite, and each sword contains infinite changes and power.

And Lan Shizi relied on the secret book of the Dao Treasure of Baihe Mountain to perform a shocking flying sword technique.

I saw Lan Shizi's body like electricity, shuttling quickly in the air.

Holding a sword trick in his hand, he has words in his mouth.

Immediately afterward, he saw a sword light rising from behind him, turning into a huge flying sword, roaring towards Nangong Sword.

The flying sword was extremely fast, and it came to Nangong Sword in the blink of an eye.

Nangong Jian was not in a hurry, and with a flash of his figure, he skillfully dodged this blow.

At the same time, the long sword in his hand also turned into a sword ray, and he counterattacked towards Lan Shizi.

Seeing this, Lan Shizi sneered, and his figure flickered again.

This time, he turned into several figures and attacked Nangong Sword.

In the hands of each figure, there is a sword trick in his hand, controlling a flying sword.

The sword light in the air suddenly shone brightly, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

Under the control of Lan Shizi, several flying swords turned into deadly swords, surrounding Nangong Sword.

The skill of the flying sword is truly extraordinary, and each flying sword seems to have a spiritual nature, which can automatically track the target and launch a deadly attack.

Nangong Jian was in a sea of swords at the moment, surrounded by roaring swords.

But he didn't mess up at all, his figure kept flashing and moving in the air, and every time he was able to skillfully dodge Lan Shizi's attack.

The long sword in his hand also kept swinging, colliding with Lan Shizi's flying sword.

The battle between the two has exceeded the imagination of ordinary people, and has completely entered a mysterious realm.

The figure shuttles quickly through the air,

The sword light flickered.

It's impossible to see their movements.

Tang Yun stood aside, already dumbfounded.

He had never seen such a subtle sword technique, and such a strange flying sword technique!

Lan Shizi was like a sword immortal, and several flying swords circled and flew around him.

And Nangong Jian is like a sword god who walks on the clouds.

The long sword is there, and every sword out contains the power of heaven and earth.

The two fought inextricably in the air, and the sword qi crisscrossed each other.

The sound of the flying sword and the long sword colliding was crisp and pleasant, like a passionate war song echoing in the air.

Lan Shizi became more and more courageous the more he fought, his body was like electricity, constantly changing directions in the air.

The direction of the flying sword's attack changed, making it impossible to predict his next move.

A hideous smile appeared on his face, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.

Nangong Jian did not mess up at all, and always maintained a stable rhythm.

The sword in his hand became more and more powerful, with a powerful sword aura, which made Lan Shizi feel a huge pressure.

His eyes are also firm and sharp, able to pierce through all illusions.

Finally, Lan Shizi's figure was stunned, revealing a flaw.

Nangong Jian's eyes froze, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant.

The next moment has already appeared behind Lan Shizi!

The long sword in his hand turned into a brilliant sword and stabbed fiercely at Lan Shizi's back!

Just as Nangong Sword's sword was about to pierce Lan Shizi's body, it was suddenly blocked by an invisible barrier, as if it had pierced into an indestructible wall of qi.

The force of the shock coming from the tip of the sword made Nangong Jian's arm slightly numb.

His face changed suddenly, and a trace of consternation and solemnity flashed in his eyes.

"It's ...... Boundary?! ”

Nangong Jian exclaimed in his heart.

He was no stranger to this mysterious force that suddenly appeared.

This is exactly the power that can only be possessed by truly ascending to the One Rank Realm, a supreme existence that overrides all internal forces.

It was like an invisible boundary, completely separating the masters of the First Rank Realm from other martial artists.

Nangong Jian, as the head of the Nangong family, the first sword among the thirteen swords of Nangong, naturally has a deep understanding of the power of the Yipin Realm.

He had fought against a first-grade realm master, and he knew how terrifying and powerful this power was.

However, at this moment, this power appeared on Lan Shizi's body, which made him feel extremely shocked and incredible.

Although Lan Shizi's strength is strong, at most it is only a pseudo-first-grade realm, and there is a world of difference between him and the real first-grade realm master.

And now, he is able to exert the boundary power of the First Rank Realm, what does it mean?

Nangong Jian's eyes instantly sharpened, and he stared at Lan Shizi tightly, trying to find the answer from his body.

But Lan Shizi didn't seem to be aware of the appearance of the boundary force at the moment, and still maintained his previous posture.

"Hahaha! Nangong Jian, do you think you've won?! ”

Lan Shizi suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, his voice full of arrogance and arrogance.

"You don't know what kind of existence is the opposite of you! From the moment you decide to draw your sword, you're doomed to pieces! ”

As soon as the words fell, Lan Shizi's figure suddenly blurred, and then disappeared in place.

The invisible force also dissipated in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

Nangong Jian's eyes froze, his figure flashed instantly, and he chased in the direction where Lan Shizi disappeared.

Although his speed was fast, he still couldn't catch Lan Shizi's figure.

Lan Shizi seemed to have completely melted into the air and disappeared without a trace.

"What's going on?!"

Nangong Jian was shocked in his heart.

For what was happening in front of him, he felt extremely confused and puzzled, and at the same time, a strong uneasiness rose.

Except for Tang Yun, there was no other figure around.

Tang Yun also looked at this scene with a shocked face at this moment, obviously extremely shocked by Lan Shizi's sudden disappearance.

"Could it be...... He has always had a master of the Rank Realm secretly supporting him?! ”

Nangong Jian suddenly thought of a possibility, and a storm suddenly set off in his heart.

If that's the case, wouldn't everything today be under the control of the other party?

Didn't he and Tang Yun both become dolls in each other's hands?

Thinking of this, Nangong Jian couldn't help but feel a chill in his vest.

He took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the shock and uneasiness in his heart.

At this moment, there was a sudden slight fluctuation in the air.

Nangong Jian's eyes froze, and his figure instantly disappeared in place, rushing in the direction where the fluctuations came from.

"Whoosh!"

A sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded, and then I saw a sword light falling from the sky, piercing Nangong Jian's back.

The sword came quickly and ruthlessly, and the angle was extremely tricky, obviously trying to kill with one blow.

But Nangong Jian, as the head of the Nangong family, is it easy?

With a flash of his figure, he skillfully dodged the sword, and at the same time turned and swung a sword straight at the throat of the other party.

"Ding!"

The two swords intersected with a crisp metallic crash.

Nangong Jian looked at it and saw a mysterious person in a black robe and a mask standing in front of him.

He held a black long sword in his hand, and the sword exuded a fierce sword aura, obviously a master.

"Who are you?!"

Nangong Jian asked coldly, revealing a strong killing intent in his tone.

The black-robed man did not answer his words, but swung his sword and attacked again.

The strength of this black-robed man is not inferior to Nangong Sword in the slightest, and even better!

What the hell is going on?!

Tang Yun felt as if his mind was about to explode, and he couldn't comprehend what was happening in front of him at all.

The battle between the black-robed man and Nangong Sword became more and more intense.

Both have done everything they can to put the other to death.

Suddenly, his figure flashed, turned into a black streamer, and rushed towards Tang Yun.

It's unbelievable!

Seeing this, Tang Yun's face changed suddenly, and his figure subconsciously wanted to dodge.

But the speed of the black-robed man was too fast, and he didn't have time to react at all, and he was grabbed by the throat by the other party.

"Huh?!"

Tang Yun exclaimed, only to feel a huge force coming from his throat, as if he was about to crush his neck.

He struggled to breathe, but his throat was tightly choked by the other party, and he couldn't breathe in any air.

His vision gradually blurred, and he felt more fear than ever before when he could plunge into darkness at any moment.

The black-robed man looked at Tang Yun coldly, his eyes revealing endless killing intent.

It's like looking at a dead man.

The right hand was slightly forced, ready to crush Tang Yun's throat in one fell swoop.

At this moment, a sword light suddenly fell from the sky, piercing the back of the black-robed man.

The black-robed man's face changed, and he had to give up the idea of killing Tang Yun, turned around and swung a sword, blocking the fatal blow.

"Ding!"

The two swords intersected, and there was a crisp metal crash again.

The black-robed man looked at it and saw that Nangong Jian was standing not far away, and there was blood dripping from the tip of the long sword in his hand.

"Let Tang Yun go."

The black-robed man ignored Nangong Jian's words, but looked at him coldly, as if assessing his strength and determination.

"This sword, I pay back everything I owe you."

The black-robed man suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse and low, as if coming from the depths of hell.

When Nangong Jian heard this, he frowned, obviously not expecting the other party to say such a thing.

"What do you mean?"

He asked in a cold voice, his tone revealing a thick doubt and vigilance,

The long sword in his hand is also tightened, ready to deal with unexpected situations at any time.

The black-robed man didn't mean to explain, but turned to look at Tang Yun.

At this moment, Tang Yun was already sitting on the ground, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of fear and helplessness, as if he had completely given up the idea of resisting.

The black-robed man glanced at Tang Yun deeply, and then slowly turned to face Nangong Jian.

"Nangong Jian, your swordsmanship is indeed unparalleled in the world, but I didn't come today to fight with you."

His hoarse voice echoed through the air, and every word seemed to carry an indescribable heaviness.

Nangong Jian's brows were tightly locked, and his eyes flashed with vigilance.

"And what do you want?"

He asked in a cold voice, the long sword in his hand still clenched, without the slightest intention of relaxing.

The black-robed man took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled.

"I'll exchange one thing for Tang Yun's life."

His tone was calm and firm, as if he were saying something that was all too commonplace.

When Nangong Jian heard this, his eyebrows raised slightly.

"Human life is too difficult, nothing is more important than human life!"

He apparently didn't believe the black-robed man's words, thinking it was just a ruse or a trap.

The black-robed man did not answer his words directly, but asked rhetorically:

"Nangong Jian, do you know why I keep wearing a mask?"

Nangong Jian frowned, not understanding why the black-robed man suddenly asked this question.

He shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

The black-robed man gently lifted his mask.

A vicissitudes of life and a familiar face were revealed.

"Old North?!"

Nangong Jian exclaimed, his eyes full of shock and incredulity.

He never thought that this black-robed man who was his enemy would be his most loyal blind henchman - Lao Bei!

Lao Bei's eyes are bright and deep at the moment.

Bright as the moon, bright crowned stars!