The owner of the sword was laughing, and it seemed that he would laugh at the sight of such a thing as blood. His smile is like a spring breeze, but it makes people shudder.

The blade pierced Lei Bing's chest, but it didn't kill him immediately, it seemed that the owner of the sword deliberately deflected the blade by three inches, avoiding Lei Bing's heart. Quasi-saint, Lei Bing judged in an instant that this person was a quasi-saint, otherwise with his cultivation of the Seven Heavens of the Heavenly Realm, it would be impossible for him to dodge this sword.

Ao Xiaoyu didn't care whether the quasi-saint was holy or not, he jumped up, pinched the magic trick, and sacrificed his water dragon whip, wanting to repel the owner of the long sword.

"No! you're no match for him!" Lei Bing shouted, a stream of blood spurting out of his mouth.

But Ao Xiaoyu didn't listen to him at all, and the water dragon whipped towards the owner of the long sword. But the man was still laughing, but he just stretched out two fingers, easily broke through Ao Xiaoyu's mana, and clamped the water dragon whip.

The owner of the sword smiled and said, "Little girl, are you here to seek death? Unfortunately, I don't really want to kill you." The words were full of banter, and Ao Xiaoyu also knew very well that his strength was not enough in front of this person.

"I don't want to kill you, but I want to kill this kid. The owner of the long sword grabbed the injured Lei Bing and said, "The son of Renekton is nothing more than that, hehe!"

Lei Bing gritted his teeth, but he was not such a person in cultivation, and he was seriously injured, and he was powerless to resist.

Ao Xiaoyu shouted: "Let him go, you scoundrel!" Ao Xiaoyu punched the man, regardless of how big the difference in strength between the two was.

The owner of the long sword smiled and stretched out a finger and flicked it on Ao Xiaoyu's fist. Ao Xiaoyu's whole person was like thunder, spurting out a mouthful of blood and flying out, smashing to the ground.

"Light rain!" exclaimed Lei Bing.

The owner of the long sword sighed: "Why bother, I never wanted to attack a woman. ”

"Let him go!" But no one expected that Ao Xiaoyu stood up again! The corners of her mouth were bloody, her face was pale, but her expression was unprecedentedly firm.

A man will show his innocent and weak side in front of the woman he loves, while a woman will show a strong and great side in front of the man he loves.

Ao Xiaoyu won't let people take Lei Bing's life!

The owner of the long sword smiled and said, "It's really a child's love, and I'm also very moved." But it's useless!" As soon as the words fell, the owner of the long sword grabbed Lei Bing's throat with one hand, and held the long sword with the other hand, and was about to pierce it.

"Boy, little girl, remember, my name is Jian Xiao. Maybe you don't know the name of 'Sword Laughter', after all, you are still young, but you two may be going to die today. ”

Mingsha Mountain.

Lei Er suddenly felt a little nervous in his heart.

He didn't know why this was happening, he was now cultivating at a very high level, how many winds and waves he had seen, how could he still have such a sudden sense of nervousness? He suddenly remembered Renekton, who he hadn't seen for a thousand years, and he only felt even more nervous.

Damn, is this a sign that something bad is going to happen?

Lei Er turned around and hurriedly walked towards the inner hall of the Black Water Palace, he was going to see Qiong Xiao Niangniang, and his hunch told him that something big would happen.

However, a figure suddenly stood in front of him.

Lei Er stopped, not because this person was blocking him, but because he didn't know this person at all. It was definitely a pretty scary thing for someone I didn't know to suddenly break into the interior of the Blackwater Palace. You must know that even Lei Er, Qiong Xiao, and the rain envoy did not discover the existence of this person, and this person is only afraid that he is a quasi-saint.

This man was laughing, laughing fiercely, laughing evilly, laughing cruelly. "My name is Daoxiao, and I am Jianxiao's brother, and we are collectively called 'Daojian Xiao'. Since you don't know the characters of the flood era, I will briefly introduce myself. ”

"Then, tell me, where is Qiongxiao?"

Dao Xiao looked at Lei Er, his hand was on the hilt, and an inch of blade had already emerged from the black scabbard, as if he could take Lei Er's life at any time. Lei Er knew very well that if he didn't answer, the next moment, he would be in a different place.

But he's Lei Er, and if you tell anyone in the world that Lei Er will do something sorry for Renekton, everyone will think you're crazy.

Lei Er has never been afraid of death, so he made a move, even if he knew that he would die, he must make a move.

A flash of swords!

Lei Er didn't see anything clearly before he felt a surge of blood in his throat, and the long knife cut a hole in his chest, almost penetrating all of his internal organs. But he didn't die immediately, because Dao Xiao hadn't gotten his own answer yet.

Dao smiled and asked, "Last time, where is Qiongxiao?"

"I'm here, you can spare him, right?"

A woman's voice came, and it was the hostess of Mingsha Mountain in palace clothes, Renekton's knotted wife, Qiongxiao's mother Mei Qiongxiao.

Heavenly Court, South Heavenly Gate.

The king of growth has always felt that he is the biggest winner in life. You see, over the years, the Emperor of Heaven has changed several times, the world has been chaotic a few times, several earth-shattering catastrophes, countless gods and demons have fallen, but only he has been sitting quietly outside the Nantian Gate and drinking.

Thinking of this, the Growth Heavenly King also felt that there was an indescribable vicissitudes of vicissitudes of heroic air in his heart, and he wanted to get drunk and recite a poem, but unfortunately he really didn't have that kind of talent.

"Enlighten Heavenly King!" a new Heavenly Soldier hurried over.

The Growth Heavenly King scolded impatiently: "You crooked bastard, what are you arguing about, don't you see that this Heavenly King is resting?"

The new heavenly soldier said aggrievedly: "Heavenly King, someone asked to see, saying that it was your old friend, who had not seen him for many years, and came to reminisce about the old days. ”

The growth king was stunned, old friends?

But the growth king turned his head to look, and after finding the person coming, he was so frightened that he almost didn't pee his pants on the spot. My God, this great evil star is back! No, calm down, calm down, you are the king of growth who has survived countless calamities, how can you be so frightened that you pee your pants? He is just here to catch up, don't be afraid, don't be afraid!

"Growth, I haven't seen you for many years, how are you doing?"

"Pretty good, Lei Lei Great Sage!"

Mingsha Mountain, black clouds press the realm.

The yellow sand covered the sky, the wind swept the world, and a long horn sounded out. I saw that in the clouds and mist in the sky, a mighty army emerged, surrounding the entire Mingsha Mountain.

All the eyes of the Three Realms fell on Mingsha Mountain in an instant, and countless people began to converge towards the eight-hundred-mile desert of Beiju Luzhou.

"According to the edict of the Supreme Sage Yuan Shi Tianzun, I have come to crusade against the demon Mingsha Mountain and his gang, if the people of the world dare to resist, they will be enemies of the saint!"

An order was issued from the top of Kunlun and reached the ears of everyone in the Three Realms.

It began, and the sage Yuan Shi Tianzun, who came out of the thousand-year-old confinement of Zixiao Palace, finally began to take great revenge on the demon clan. And the first to bear the brunt is the Mingsha Mountain of the Futian Great St. Rekton.

At this time, Renekton had disappeared in the Three Realms for nearly a thousand years, and no one knew where he had gone. Mingsha Mountain, who can keep it?

"Hahaha, those two guys must have already succeeded, right?" In the middle of the army, a burly man said loudly, "Sprinkle the family god to sweep away, this Mingsha Mountain doesn't even have a quasi-saint, can we use it to assassinate and besiege, and dispatch so many quasi-saints?"

"Tengu, can you long-nosed guy shut up?" A grim man next to him glared at the burly man, "We can't be careless, this is Mingsha Mountain!"

Tengu's long nose spewed out two breaths, and he cursed and said, "What about Mingsha Mountain? When we were crisscrossing the wilderness, these guys didn't know where they were!"

"That's right!" a graceful and beautiful woman walked slowly, "We old guys from the flood era must also come out and show our faces, otherwise the world will really forget about us." ”

Tengu said, "Jingwei, that sister of yours, I heard that you live in this Mingsha Mountain?

The woman glared at the tengu suddenly, "I will slaughter her with my own hands! If you dare to mention my sister again, I don't mind slaughtering you too!"

A creature like a woman is best not to be provoked easily, and the tengu quickly closed his mouth.

"Okay, let's see if Sword Laugh succeeds, if they succeed, we will be happy. The grim man drew a water mirror in front of him, and in the picture, it was Lei Bing, Ao Xiaoyu and Jian Xiao.

At this time, Jian Xiao had already raised his long sword, and the blade was about to pierce Lei Bing's throat!

"Don't!" Ao Xiaoyu shouted, and pounced desperately. But it was too late, tears flew out of the corners of Ao Xiaoyu's eyes, and she saw that the blade of the sword had touched Lei Bing's Adam's apple, and the blood had already stained the edge of the long sword.

Lei Bing suddenly felt so quiet, there was no pain in his heart, only many regrets, regret not taking good care of his mother, regret not listening to Uncle Lei's words, regret often talking back to Shizun Bixiao Niangniang, regret sorry for Ao Xiaoyu.

However, there is no way to make up for all this.

"Really, stinky boy, I haven't grown up in all these years. ”

A vicissitudes of life sounded inexplicably in Lei Bing's ears. It's such a familiar and unfamiliar voice, familiar because of flesh and blood, strange because he hasn't heard this voice for a thousand years.

Lei Bing suddenly burst into tears, feeling like an incompetent child.

"Don't cry, men can't cry, only broken arms and sleeves, and blood swallow teeth. The owner of the voice smiled and said, "I can't let the woman I love cry." ”

Two long, rough fingers gently clamped the blade of Jian Xiao.

Jian Xiao has always felt that his sword can be ranked fourth in the world, except for the Sword God Tongtian Sect Master, the Sword Saint Yuding Zhenren and the Heavenly Son Jian Haotian God back then, there is no stronger swordsman than himself.

Being caught in the fingers of a sword is the greatest shame of a swordsman. Jian Xiao looked up at the person who came, but he didn't know this person at all, and he shouldn't be a master in the flood era.

This is a demon king with black hair and silver eyebrows.