Black clouds crush the city.

If the "poet ghost" in the Li Tang Dynasty had not written the poem "Yanmen Tai Shou Xing", the strange Su who went out in a panic and ran after him on the street must not know how to describe the scene in front of him.

The beginning of the sword chasing Liu Yufeng and the green-clothed boy followed Liu Yufeng and landed on the city wall of Luoyang City together.

At the beginning of the sword, he looked at the black clouds rolling in the sky above his head, and then at the flowing jade maple that flew out like a dead corpse, and asked with a hanging heart, "Where are you going?"

Liu Yufeng, who hadn't woken up yet, couldn't hear it at all. He flew here unconsciously, but he was controlled by a force.

The young man in green looked at Liu Yufeng with his feet dangling in the air, and he already understood in his heart what Lang Zhong meant by the phrase "coming".

Here it comes. Who's coming, and why?

The green-clothed young man stretched out a hand and said softly, "Brother Jade, come back quickly!"

"Where are you going!?" Liu Yufeng couldn't answer, but a hoarse low voice broke through the black clouds.

The sound is coming, and the shadow is coming.

A green qi fell from the sky and landed two zhang away in front of Liu Yufeng.

With the appearance of a black shadow, a demonic aura immediately rose into the sky, stirring up ripples in the formless and colorless air.

It is like a calm river flowing silently in the air.

Jian Zhizhi and the green-clothed young man immediately changed their faces, and they were forced back two steps by the demonic aura under their feet.

At the beginning of the sword, he looked at the black shadow, and countless black shadows suddenly surged out of the corner of his eye, and when he turned his gaze, it was a group of bats flapping their wings from a distance.

At the beginning of the sword, I remembered one person in my heart, but... It's just that the person and the dark shadow in front of him are completely different from what they imagined.

The person he remembered at the beginning of the sword was called the "Immortal Scholar", but the black shadow that appeared in front of him did not have the appearance of a scholar.

The black shadow was draped in a black robe, and a black aura shrouded his body. The most frightening thing is that the black shadow is wearing a big hat, and there is no head or face under the hat, and it is also black.

Look over, the hat is empty. Like a monster without a head.

At the beginning of the sword, he asked two words in shock: "Are you-"

"It seems that this villain has not been very successful, and some people still can't recognize it. ”

Before he could finish speaking, the black shadow's hat moved slightly, and a ghost-like palm stretched out from under the black robe with a ghost-like sound.

Liuyu Feng, who was standing in the air, immediately flew over.

Under the black hat, a greedy and complacent voice came out: "A flower destroys your heart!"

The ghost-like palm turned into a claw, and it suddenly probed into Liu Yufeng's heart.

At the beginning of the sword, the young man in green felt a chill in their hearts, and they flawlessly took care of the fear and horror in their hearts, and each drew their swords angrily...

The claw that probed into Liuyufeng's heart was pulled out bloodily, and with a voice: "A flower destroys your spirit." ”

Probed into Liuyufeng's internal organs again.

The green-clothed young man swung out with a sword, and the aura of Haoran was like a flash of lightning, piercing through the demonic qi around the black shadow's body.

Then he flew up in the air and slashed off with a sword.

A claw probed into the black shadow of Liuyufeng's viscera, and looked up at the green-clothed young man with his hat up: "Oh, this sword actually has the aura of a king." ”

The shadow leaned slightly to the left, stretched out another ghost palm, and gently clamped the slashed sword: "Yes, with more comprehension, it can be compared to Ling Xu's sword head in the future, Li Jianshi." ”

With a slight wave, the green-clothed young man was swung seven or eight feet away.

Raising his fingers again, the sword at the beginning of the sword was already between his fingers: "Your sword is much worse." ”

At the beginning of the sword, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Let go of him!"

As soon as the black shadow swung away his sword, he let out a strange chuckle: "I can't help you speak." ”

The blood claw that had just been drawn from Liuyu Feng's body was placed in front of the hat and stopped. It seems that he is admiring the perfect masterpiece that he has worked so hard to complete: "A flower, the soul of the Dao of Zhuru-"

The blood claw poked out for the third time and submerged into the dantian of the flowing Yufeng.

Liu Yufeng stood motionless in the air next to the black shadow. No sound, no pain.

Su Rushi, who came wildly, watched this scene from a distance, and suddenly felt that the sky was spinning, his scalp was numb, and he fell to the ground weakly.

At the beginning of the expressionless sword, his face was full of horror at this moment. I couldn't care so much anymore, with a touch of the sword body, I raised it in the air, and shouted wildly in the sky: "Fengtian borrowed the sword-"

In the dark clouds that filled the sky in an instant, strange lights flashed, and countless flying swords and locusts fell straight down.

The black shadow looked at the layers of sword shadows flying from Naoya: "Oh? It's actually the move of the Heavenly Son of the Sword-"

"I heard that this record of borrowing the sword from the heavens is based on the evolution of the opening of the heavens in the twelve unique forms of the sword and the immortals; unfortunately, the immortals and people are not the same after all, although this record learns its shape, but it does not mean it. Carving insect little trick!"

With a flick of the sleeves of his robe, a series of swirling sleeves struck out, and he said softly: "Na-"

The sword shadows in the sky were all included in the sleeves.

Roll up the huge sleeve shadow and say softly: "Transform-"

The shadow of the sword is used for its own purposes in the sleeve. Bursts of energy spread out of his sleeves.

Then he waved his sleeve shadow towards the beginning of the sword, and said, "Also-"

At the beginning of the sword, he looked at the sword shadow that shot at him, and while blocking the sword, he flew back sharply.

The hat on the black shadow turned to Liu Yufeng, who looked like a dead man, and sighed with pity: "The world is hard, you are suffering, go to hell and live." ”

A grand gossip with a radius of five or six zhang turned into a dazzling strange light from under the black shadow's head. The doors swirl around and the wind is surging.

The black shadow stood faintly, raised his hat and looked at Lang Zhong after the gossip: "Your master died for this son, and your senior brother has white hair for this son, and you, the prodigal son who faded out of the school, will also be doomed for this son?"

In Lang Zhong's eyes, the light flashed like lightning, and the corners of his eyes were full of flames. It is the eye of the world that has not been opened for 20 years.

It's just a person in the eyes, not a person. These re-opened eyes of the world have no effect.

"It's just a small formation, what can I do?"

The black shadow stood in the hexagram and met it with one palm.

After a bang, the black shadow did not move, the formation gate collapsed, and Lang Zhong, who was located in the eye of the array, spurted blood and retreated.

The black shadow sneered, "I know I can't do it, fool." ”

Stretched out his palm, grabbed Liuyufeng's shoulder, and was about to leave, but saw a cold shadow of a silver spear flashing from the top of the mountain in the distance.

In the blink of an eye, it was in front of the black shadow.

Even the black shadows that had not even moved at the beginning of the sword, the young man in green, and Lang Zhong finally moved.

I didn't even connect, so I took the initiative to take two steps back.

The shadow of the spear was diagonally inserted in the place where the black shadow was standing. A string of ancient characters faintly appeared on the body of the gun: "It seems to be like a light cloud covering the moon, fluttering like the snow of the wind." ”

A woman's voice came from the sky: "This person, I want to take it away!"

Without waiting for the black shadow to answer, a petite black shadow flashed on the ground under the city wall, jumping up to the wall like a rabbit.

It was the girl in black with a femme fatale painted on her face.

The femme fatale grabbed Liu Yufeng and smiled weirdly at the black shadow: "Mr. Villain, you are so powerful!"

The black shadow shouted, "Bold!" and reached out to the black-clothed girl who turned around and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, the femme fatale girl flashed a claw quickly, and the black shadow was about to catch it again, and the girl's right sleeve danced, and the healed black dragon in the sleeve roared out wildly and rushed straight into the black shadow's hat.

The black shadow was taken aback and hurriedly floated away.

The black dragon did not pursue, and flew back diagonally with a dragon head.

The girl carried Liu Yufeng and stepped on the dragon's back, and said to the black shadow: "Mr. Villain, grandma's mother said that this kid is dead, and his luck and destiny belong to you; ”

The black shadow girl, who was already in the air, smiled: "Of course, if Mr. Villain looks down on our hard-working mother and daughter, if he is unwilling, then he can only come to Chunmenglou to ask for someone." ”

The shadow did not move, nor did he answer. I don't know if he wants to or not.

just said to herself: "That witch, before the time to transform into her true body, she dared to appear in advance?"