Jingru saw that his father already had the intention of being strong against Wen Wen, so he hurriedly got up and prayed: "Dad, let's let him go, he won't harm us." There was already a hint of crying in his words.

Jing Lan naturally understood where this daughter's crying came from, and she couldn't help but be even more angry, "Hmph, I thought that your father and son would see it for Jing Ru's sake and advance and retreat with me in the Central Plains, I really don't know what to do!"

After that, Jing Lan's strength was released, and he slapped it out with one palm, Wen Wen was shocked, couldn't dodge, was shocked and flew out, hit the courtyard wall, and fell to the ground.

Wen Wen staggered to his feet, only to feel the strength in his body surging, and he was out of breath, and this palm had already injured his meridians.

Jingru covered her mouth in shock, tears flashed in her eyes, but she didn't know what to do, so she had to cast a look for help to her brother on the side.

Jing Ao mourned in his heart, shook his head, walked to his sister's side, and said in a deep voice: "I'll persuade him one last time, if he still insists on not wanting to stay..."

Jing Ao didn't know what to say, patted Jing Ru's shoulder, and then turned around and walked towards Wen Wen.

Looking at the somewhat upright and excessively gentle in front of him, Jing Ao felt a lot of emotion in his heart, such an upright person is really not like his sister, "Heh, anyway, it's more comfortable than that smiling, but heart-sinking Mu Long..."

Jing Ao thought so, sighed, and said to Wen Wen, who was already a little unstable in front of him: "Although you are stronger than me, you can't beat the sect master realm, you, just rest assured to stay, my sister she, she really hopes that you can stay." ”

Wen Wen was stunned when he heard this, and finally looked up at Jingru who was standing at the pavilion and looked at him with a worried look.

Wen Wen opened his mouth, and there was a strong desire in his heart to stay here like this.

Tianzong groaned softly, the sword body trembled slightly, and Wen Wen stroked the hilt of the sword with his hand, as if he heard Tianzong's crying, begging him, begging him to take himself to his master....

Wen Wen finally shook his head, which seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and said in a deep voice: "I want to take this sword to meet its owner." ”

"Bang!"

Jing Ao, who was furious when he heard this, gritted his teeth and swung a fist into Wen Wen's chest, knocking him into the courtyard wall again.

This sudden punch did not startle Wen Wen, who was beaten, but frightened Jingru standing in the pavilion directly....

If you say yes, you will go up and beat you if you don't listen?

Wen Wen stumbled up again, and the Tianzong on his waist trembled again, as if signaling Wen Wen to draw his sword and shoot.

However, Wen Wen still only shook the hilt of the sword with his hand to appease, and then said gloomily: "I must leave, take it to its rightful owner, it is already begging me." ”

"Bang!"

Jing Ao swung his fist again, knocking Wen Wen away and roaring at the same time: "Why didn't you see my sister, you elm pimple, and you are begging you!"

Hearing Jing Ao's words, Wen Wen felt that he couldn't get up a little, even if he stayed, what could he do? If Linqingzhou had not been captured by the Central Plains Sect, and his father's friend Ji Wen had not died, everything would still be negotiable.....

Tianzong screamed again, Wen Wen finally stood up, held Tianzong, closed his eyes and pondered, let out a long breath, and whispered to himself: "I, I will take you to him." ”

After saying that, he pulled out the Tianzong on his waist, looked at Jing Ao in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "I want to leave!"

"You!" Jing Ao clenched his fists, already gritting his teeth in anger.

Wen Wen held the Tianzong in his hand, his eyes were firm, and he walked forward step by step, already determined to leave forcibly.

Jing Lan, who was not far away, frowned, his figure flashed, and he broke through the air and came to Wen Wen's body, and in his stunned eyes, he slapped his palm, and he spared no effort.

"Bang!"

Wen Wen was knocked into the courtyard wall again, and the impact force under the palm had already collapsed the courtyard wall, and Tianzong also flew out of his hand.

Jing Lan looked at Wen Wen, who fell to the ground in the ruins, and waved his hand at Jing Ao, motioning for him to take Wen Wen away.

At this time, a terrifying killing machine broke through the sky, which suddenly shocked Jinglan's heart!

The black Luo Sha sword seemed to merge with the night, making it difficult to detect the sharp sword.

In a hurry, Jing Lan strengthened his strength and swung out a palm, striking at the killing blow that came from his side.

However, after all, it was Tsing Yi's charged blow, and the sword pierced through the palm power, piercing Jing Lan's shoulder, provoking a blood flower.

After Tsing Yi's blow, he retreated and hid in the night again, Jing Lan, who had staggered back a few steps, had not yet stood firmly, and there was a cold light behind him, which was drawn on his back.

Lian Ling's sharp fingertips left a deep and long gap in Jinglan's back, which was vaguely visible through the broken placket and the vertebrae on his back!

The sneak attack of the two of them happened in an instant, Jing Ao who was standing on the side and Jing Ru who was standing in the pavilion didn't know what was going on at all, and his father was already seriously injured in front of and behind him.

Jing Ao just hurriedly hugged his crumbling father, and his angry eyes glanced around.

Jing Lan let out a sigh, retreated from Jing Ao, who was holding him, and said in a deep voice: "Hurry up and stay next to your sister, hmph, those two strokes didn't kill me just now, then damn them!"

After that, the corners of Jing Lan's mouth hooked, and he sneered: "The killing machine has appeared, is it still necessary to hide!"

Retreated to Tsing Yi and Lian Ling in the dark, one after the other, walked out of the darkness, with cold eyes, staring at Jinglan in front of him.

"Oh, it's actually two women..."

Lian Ling looked at Jing Lan's back, which was injured to the bone by himself, and sighed leisurely, thinking that in order to get rid of his path as an assassin, he still had to kill the person in front of him again after all.

Looking at the seriously injured Jinglan, in Tsing Yi's eyes, the long-suppressed fire of resentment finally broke out, and his eyes widened and shouted angrily: "Back then, you set foot in the Qingcheng Sect and killed my whole family, and today, I will also kill your whole family!"

After that, the Rakshasa sword in his hand actually let out a devil's roar, the sword spirit had awakened, and the brutal evil qi flowed out like splashing ink, enveloping the entire courtyard in it, making people feel like they had fallen into hell, and they couldn't see their fingers.

Lian Ling on the other side couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this, his eyes turned away from the mirror in front of him, looked at Tsing Yi, and sighed leisurely in his heart, "I didn't think about it, you are actually from the Qingcheng Sect among the forty-nine sects..."

Jing Ao, who rushed to the pavilion, hurriedly protected Jing Ru behind him, and released his energy to perceive the movement within a zhang of his body.

Jing Lan was shocked in his heart, and was amazed, "Rakshasa Sword... It turned out to be a murder weapon thousands of years ago. ”

With that, Jing Lan's right hand made a move out of thin air, and he summoned the Tianzong that fell into the ruins of masonry into his hand, and when he waved his sword on the ground, the powerful energy of the sect master realm surged out, which made Lian Ling and Tsing Yi frightened.

Jing Lan drew his sword and stood up, pointing directly at Tsing Yi in front of him, and even the powerful qi condensed the sword light on the sword in his hand, and the sword light tore through the black curtain of evil qi and illuminated Tsing Yi's face.

The Rakshasa sword heart sensed, the sword body trembled more than once, and the evil qi like ink gushed out even more violently, sweeping towards the mirror lan.

Although Jinglan was hit hard, after all, the realm was higher than that of Tsing Yi, and a sword swung out, breaking through the heavy evil qi and hitting Tsing Yi directly.

Tsing Yi snorted disdainfully, waved the rakshasa and slashed down at the attacking sword force, and after a black crescent moon was defeated, the castration was unabated, and he headed towards Jinglan!

Jing Lan was stunned, more puzzled by the sword in his hand, the divine sword that looked so agile on the outside, but could only strike such a weak blow?

In desperation, Jing Lan had no choice but to drag his seriously injured body, break through the void, and dodge the black crescent.

Lian Ling, who was waiting for the opportunity to move on the side, also seized this opportunity, predicted Jing Lan's foothold, and launched the hardening technique again, and slammed the palm knife at the opening in Jing Lan's back, stabbing suddenly, but there was no trace of touch between the fingers, and it was only stabbed into the afterimage!

"Hmph, you're slowing down. ”

Jing Lan's voice came from behind Lian Ling coldly, Lian Ling secretly said in his heart that something was wrong, he hurriedly turned over and jumped back, only to find that after gaining a foothold, Tsing Yi had flashed in front of him, blocking the volley sword that was stabbed behind him.

Under the exchange of blows between the two, the Rakshasa trembled slightly, as if it had touched something that frightened it, but the Tianzong in Jinglan's hand did not move at all, and the evil qi that surged to the vicinity of the Tianzong was silently swallowed in.

Tsing Yi, who has been accompanied by Rakshasa all the year round and uses her own essence to raise a sword, is so thin, Lian Ling's eyes looking at Tsing Yi are full of confusion, if she lets Jing Lan stab at her, and she takes this gap to attack Jing Lan directly, so Jing Lan will die at the same time as herself.

Tsing Yi found that Lian Ling behind him was still still, and couldn't help but feel a little unhappy, and said in a deep voice, "Hide quickly, I'll fight him head-on!"

Lian Ling put away the doubts in his heart, nodded, and then his body moved, leaving a phantom in the void, and then disappeared into the night, waiting for Tsing Yi to create an opportunity for him to make the next move.

Under the exchange of two swords just now, Jing Lan also saw the clues of Tianzhong, the sword body was extremely tough, but the sword momentum was restrained and not released, Jing Lan couldn't help but speculate, could it be a sealed divine soldier?

Without waiting for him to think about it, Tsing Yi had already attacked the front, and with his ghostly body, he was constantly raiding around Jinglan, flickering left and right, and erratic.

Although Jing Lan was a little unable to parry at first, but in just a few breaths, he found a trace of qi, and immediately sneered: "Hmph, there is still a trace of my own breath that cannot be hidden, what is the use of the body method no matter how fast it is!"

As he spoke, every attack launched by Tsing Yi from different angles seemed to have been predicted in advance by Jing Lan, and he was easily parried.

Tsing Yi, who kept attacking, was shocked in his heart, and he was already a little anxious unconsciously, and Lian Ling, who was hiding in the dark, followed by the evil aura of the Rakshasa Sword, completely disappeared from Jing Lan's perception, seeing that Jing Lan took Tsing Yi's attack with such ease, but he didn't dare to expose it rashly.

The Rakshasa sword in Tsing Yi's hand and the Tianzong in Jing Lan's hand will tremble like touching a snake and scorpion once, which will make Tsing Yi feel shocked.

"Ding!"

After dozens of more exchanges, the Rakshasa Sword was cut off by Tsing Yi's stunned gaze, and the Jinglan Sword was more than stopping, seeing the opportunity, and stabbed towards Tsing Yi, who had already revealed his figure!

"Poof"

The tip of the sword pierced Tsing Yi's chest, but no blood splattered out...

Seeing this, Lian Ling, who was hiding in the dark, was frightened, had no intention of waiting, and made a brazen attack again, leaving several afterimages in the three directions behind Jing Lan, and then stabbed with his palm knife, hitting Jing Lan's neck directly.

Jing Lan frowned, withdrew his hand and stabbed Tsing Yi's Tianzhong, and swept the sword towards the full moon behind him, Lian Ling couldn't dodge, and was cut through the abdomen by the sword, blood gurgled and flowed, and he jumped back in a hurry, staggering and falling to the ground.

The corners of Jing Lan's mouth hooked, and he sneered: "With you, you really can't kill me!"

However, at this moment, the Tianzong in Jing Lan's hand, which was stained with Lian Ling's blood, was roaring, and the blood on the blade was quickly swallowed up, and then a dragon roar shook the night sky!

The banned Tianzong quietly woke up!