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In the early morning, the faint fog was so misty and floating in the streets and alleys of Green Willow City, in an elegant small hall of the Marquis's Palace, Roland sat quietly on a prince's chair, his expression was languid, and there was a faint sense of decadence and despair. He really couldn't figure out how things could have come to this, remembering that the falcon that killed his grandson was in the city, but he was helpless, and a sense of desolation and helplessness at the end of a hero came to his heart.

Just when his thoughts were fluttering, he sighed for a long time. The door opened softly, and a thin figure floated in. Luo Lan was startled, and when he raised his eyes, the person who came was actually the mountain pass that day with the second son. He stood up in a panic and said in a panic, "Lord Yamaguchi, why are you here?" Although he didn't know the true identity of Yamaguchi, after learning the identity of that group of people, it was this person who ordered Xu Zichuan to retreat, and it could be seen that this person's position next to the prime minister.

Looking back at the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall in the elegant hall, Yamaguchi clasped his hands around his chest and said coldly, "Lord Nangong asked you to pick a few capable guards, and rush to the small hill outside the west gate at noon, I will wait there." ”

Roland had also helped Nangong Wang deal with many shady things before, so he didn't dare to ask more, and nodded, "This little thing is still a trip for the adults themselves." ”

A pair of snake eyes were violent, and Yamaguchi said coldly: "Although the matter is small, it is important, don't miss the time." After speaking, the figure snapped obliquely, and after a slight turn, it disappeared into nothingness. Although he was a little dissatisfied with Yamaguchi's arrogant attitude, Roland did not dare to slack off, and when he walked to the door, he just wanted to speak, but saw that the two guards guarding the door had fainted to the ground. Outside the wall, the mountain pass that had just landed, a funny smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

About two hours later, at the gate of Green Willow City, the sound of hooves suddenly sounded like thunder, and the Falcon brothers, led by Ling Hujue, galloped towards Dìdū with the momentum of shaking the mountains and shaking the mountains. Mansi and Chu Mei's mother and daughter, who had not recovered from their injuries, stayed at the inn, and Yuwenqin, who wanted to come with her, was also left behind by Linghu Jue for the reason of taking care of Mansi, and was secretly protected by the people of the night jīng spirit clan.

Straddled on the back of the scorching flame, Ling Hujue, who was dressed in white, also had a black cloak today, flying in the wind, his face was solemn, as if it was reflecting blood, dyed with fierceness, and exuding evil energy!

The iron horsemen rushed around the towering walls of Dìdū towards the hills outside the west gate. It was now nearly noon, and the scorching speed had gradually slowed down from galloping to slowing, and the iron hooves behind him struck the ground rhythmically, melodiously rising, and then faintly drifting away.

At the location of the last gambling fight, Ling Hu Jue turned over, and Xius and the others who followed behind him also dismounted, and while tying their horses, they swept their eyes one by one, carefully and carefully remembering the surrounding terrain, environment, and scenery. This is one of the habits they bring out of the tribe, you know, the environment, the terrain, are natural weapons for hunters.

Looking up at the sky, there was still a little time before noon, Linghu Jue asked the brothers to find a place to rest, walked to some sparse miscellaneous trees, and looked into the distance, which was the highest point of the nearby hills, and could clearly see the scenery in the distance. Seeing that the direction of Green Willow City was speeding over, a deep smile floated on the corner of his lips.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed. Linghu Jue set his eyes on the west gate of Dìdū, and did not disappoint him, and the three people were like three angry arrows out of the string, rising and falling like flying towards here. In addition to the two young men who gambled with him last time, there was also a middle-aged man about forty years old with a delicate face, as the distance narrowed, his eyes touched, which made the fox stunned, this middle-aged man's faint aura was much stronger than him, if he didn't miscalculate, it should be a peak battle.

Xius and the others also gathered, and a fierce and cruel god appeared on their faces. "Wait a minute, I'll fight that middle-aged man first, you keep an eye on the other two, don't do it without my order. Looking at them with cherishing eyes, Ling Hu Jue whispered. At this time, the three Bright Clansmen had already stood in the distance, six eyes were staring at Ling Hujue, and the two young men who had gambled with him before had a sneer on the corner of their lips.

led Xiu Silu and the others to slowly approach, and a solemn evil aura permeated the surroundings. Linghu Jue said in an extremely calm tone, "What? This is the helper you found. ”

The corners of his lips twitched, and the young man who had lost to him earlier was just about to speak. A solemn, deep voice sounded, and it was the middle-aged man who spoke with a stern attitude, "Young man, you are a little crazy, but for the sake of your young age, you have reached such a state, hand over the blood jīng spirit, and the old man will not be difficult for you." ”

With a leisurely smile, Ling Hu said, "You are the one?"

The god changed slightly, and the middle-aged man said, "The old man is Qin Tianming, Yang'er, Feng'er's uncle, since you don't drink the toast, then the old man will have a few tricks with you." ”

"Then I'll get it. Linghu never talked nonsense, he shook his head resolutely, when his long hair floated, the silver halo flashed slightly, and the spear pointed directly at the center of the opponent's eyebrows, the barrel of the gun was smooth, cold and hard, but it was also kind, at this moment, he seemed to be inspired by speechlessness, and unyielding pride!

The middle-aged man stared at him in amazement, slowly got up, stretched out his right arm forward, palm to the sky, the air seemed to be frozen, so stiff that he couldn't stir up a little wind, and obviously, at this time, the fighting spirit of the two people was running rapidly in this solemn atmosphere.

Almost at the same time, the two of them moved, but it was obvious that Qin Tianming's speed was superior, and his thin body rushed flat like lightning, and his palms slammed into Ling Hujue's arms like thunder. Ling Hu Jue flipped back violently, his back was against the ground, his legs were kicking, and the bayonet spear stabbed Qin Tianming's palms like a thousand stars falling together.

A middle-level battle candidate did not fall under the suppression of his own momentum, Qin Tianming was secretly frightened, and his fighting spirit suddenly unleashed, bursting with brilliant light in his palms. Linghu Jue suddenly took it, only to feel a huge force pouring in from the tip of the spear, and retreated sharply, but the remaining strength was enough to bring him to stagger.

This is the gap in the realm. The thoughts quickly and cautiously turned in his mind, and after Ling Hu Jue avoided the palm shadow again, Tianquan Xuan shot again, the nebula was dense, the Milky Way hung upside down, and the Tianquan star flickered, flying with a fierce momentum. This time, Qin Tianming's block was not so easy, he only saw a white shadow dodging in the sea of stars, he was also annoyed, in this swift mutual attack, the king-level martial arts inherited by the Guangming clan had already made a move, and the "Bright Thousand Shadows Slash" With his angry shout, the fighting spirit condensed into a white sè arc of light, and the ground collapsed, and a thousand rays of light like Ambilight were filled with a sharp wind whistle. The suppression of the realm made Ling Hu Jue too late to jump up and parry for a while, so he could only take it hard. With a muffled sound, he spun several times in a row, and on the lower abdomen, the red blood was falling down the hideous wound drop by drop......

"Boss. Hughes and the others, who were watching the battle, wiped their eyes with blood and exclaimed in unison. Qin Tianming also gasped heavily, this young man, not only has a deep fighting spirit, but also has wonderful moves, if the time comes, I am afraid that he is not his opponent. So, the murderous intent suddenly rose, and a single palm suddenly rushed out, and the speed of action was indescribable. Seeing that Linghu was unavoidable, a cruel smile floated on his lips, but when he saw the calm and silent handsome face from his narrow pupils, a feeling of surprise swept through his heart.

A pair of clear eyes without the slightest hint of panic, with this peculiar tranquility. Ling Fox's figure actually sank into the void, and the tip of Qin Tianming's palm, which could have pierced through his heart, was actually touching air at this moment. A cold air rose from the bottom of his heart, and he subconsciously retreated.

But it was too late, Linghu's figure ghostly appeared less than a meter to his right, and the distance was so close, and the cold spikes were accurate and ruthless into both sides of his neck—there, the part of the human body's lute.

A heart-rending pain made Qin Tianming's face distort and roll on the ground, this peak battle of the Bright Clan was already dying, close to the brink of death. His throat gurgled, his nostrils widened, his mouth fluttered, and blood flowed down from his lips and mouth, and he glared at Ling Hu with resentment, and said intermittently, "You, you are - can - instantaneously - move?"

For the enemy who was about to die, Ling Hu was not interested in talking nonsense, he used magic to treat the wound in his abdomen, his chest rose and fell, and said coldly, "Xius, do it." ”

Xiusi and the others formed a half-arc, surrounding Qin Yang and Qin Feng, who had no one in their faces, and the shadow of the sword was flying. A few whispers in Tusu's ear made the fox retreat quietly, and although the wound in his abdomen was still in severe pain, he still managed to sweep to the other side of the hill.

"The miniature changes. He thought silently in his heart, the black sè cloak fluttered without wind, and the black sè mist came out. In the faint swirling, Ling Fox's face and body twisted, and after a while, the black mist disappeared, and what appeared in front of him was a small body, a mountain pass with a face, a silver halo flashed slightly, and a bright full moon scimitar with an extreme arc appeared in his hand. As soon as he started, there was an indescribable feeling and rhyme that invaded through the palm of his hand, making Fox Jue know that this was the natural reaction of the Blood Pact Demon Martial Arts.

Like a meteor, he swooped down the hill.

At the bottom of the hill, there were several deep ravines, and the guards sent by Roland were hiding in the innermost ravines in a restless state. Ling Hujue's figure flashed suddenly, and he said coldly, "You wait here, after I finish cleaning up those two people, you can dispose of their corpses." ”

It turned out that he went to the mountain pass of the Marquis of Roland Marquis Palace this morning, and he also pretended to do it.