Zhang Liang and Ling'er looked at each other, you looked at me, I looked at you, didn't move, the snow continued to fall, time seemed to stop at that moment, Peng Yue's wanton laughter came from his ears, and after the laughter, there was a murderous aura: "You go to Lord Yama to be a pair of immortal couples!" A gust of cold wind raged, Zhang Liang couldn't help but shiver, and Ling'er turned around.

She looked up at Peng Yue, her eyes changed from charming to cold, and her voice became ethereal: "See Lord Yan, do you like it?"

Suddenly, a dazzling purple light fell from the sky! The icy snow-capped mountain collapsed violently, Peng Yue let out a miserable scream, this purple light was so strong that it almost burned everyone's eyes, and a fierce murderous aura poured down!

Peng Yue's heart trembled, it was the first time he had encountered such a fierce murderous aura.

Zhang Liang couldn't help but look towards the murderous place, only to see Ling'er's figure standing proudly in the smoke and dust in the sky, holding a dazzling sword in his hand, it was the first time he saw her sword, Ling'er's high bun had been scattered, draped down like satin, her delicate face was cold to freezing, and a very fine blood mark on the long sword in her hand snaked down.

Peng Yue held a steel knife in his hand, standing on the snow in a daze, covering the blood gushing out of his chest with his left hand; he felt fear for the first time, and knelt on the ground tremblingly: "The villain doesn't open his eyes, I hope the girl will spare her life!"

At this time, the air seemed to freeze, Ling'er walked towards Peng Yue step by step, the snowflakes in the sky were flying around her, dancing wildly in the wind on her skirt, but none of them dared to fall on her. Her face was bloodless, almost transparent in the white snow, and there was a hint of contempt in her cold eyes.

Peng Yue was still kneeling in fear, raised his head slightly, and asked in horror, "Do you have to kill me?"

Ling'er's long sword pointed obliquely, drawing a water pattern in the snowflakes, and her voice said coldly: "Let's shoot!"

Suddenly, the long sword in her hand turned into a long rainbow, slashing straight down, and snowflakes flew; Peng Yue jumped up, conjuring up a stream of blue light, blue light, red light, pink light, and white light, converging into five gorgeous tornadoes, and greeted the sword light.

With a loud bang, the five-colored tornado and the sword qi were handed over, and they were suddenly split into a mess, and the snowflakes fell like rain, but the five-colored tornado was just about to land, but suddenly it was called by an invisible one, and it gathered together again in an instant, and after a few ups and downs, the snowflakes gathered together, recovered into a ball, and rushed towards the sword light.

At this time, Peng Yue was already drenched in cold sweat, and his tall body was bent down due to strong pressure, as if he was carrying an invisible boulder on his back, and he would fall down at any time.

Ling'er smiled coldly, his wrist suddenly sank, the sword body was like snow, the sword qi was urged, and he shook suddenly, and the five-colored tornado exploded directly, and suddenly the snowflakes were all over the sky; Ling'er suddenly jumped up, raised his sword and stabbed straight at Peng Yue, a familiar figure blocked in front of Peng Yue, the sword had pointed to his throat, Ling'er retracted his sword qi and stood on the snow.

Peng Yue and Zhang Liang were so shocked by the sword qi that they sat on the snow three feet away, and Ling'er looked at Zhang Liang in surprise and was silent for a long time.

Zhang Liang got up and walked in front of Ling'er, and said gently: "Ling'er, spare him, he already knows that he is wrong." ”

Peng Yue glanced at Zhang Liang gratefully, wiped the cold sweat on his face, and knelt in front of Ling'er and kept kowtowing: "The villain knows that he is wrong, and the villain's life will be Miss Ling'er's in the future, and he is willing to serve the Ling'er girl." ”

Ling'er gradually recovered her mind, what happened just now, how could she be so angry, could it be that the inner pill in her body was not controlled, Ling'er flashed as if worried, and the thousand-year-old practice rippled again, thinking of this, her face flushed, and she said softly: "Don't thank me, thank him if you want to thank him." ”

Peng Yue knelt down in front of Zhang Liang again and said: "Thank you Mr. for saving your life, if Mr. doesn't give up, Peng Yue will go to the soup and die." ”

Zhang Liang hurriedly helped Peng Yue up and said: "Now that the Qin is in charge today, I hope that the strong man can do his best to resist Qin in the future." ”

"Peng Yue should do his best to assist Mr. to overthrow the tyrannical Qin, please rest assured. Peng Yue replied generously.

While speaking, there was a fierce wind sound in his ears, Ling'er was startled, took out the long sword, stabbed it back with his backhand, and the sword was halfway through, and he shouted sharply: "Huang Shigong!"

The man's face was covered with a green cloth, and only a pair of eyes were revealed, which he had never seen before. Ling'er shouted, "Who is coming?"

The man didn't answer, but stretched out his right hand and slashed twice in front of him, using the two tricks he had just used. Ling'er was surprised, the hostility subsided a little, and asked, "Where is the ancestor sacred, why do you know our Hu clan's swordsmanship?"

Suddenly, a gust of wind rushed straight in, and it hit directly, Ling'er didn't have time to think, and flashed to the side, Zhang Liang had been hit by the man on the left shoulder, and his shoulder hurt slightly, but the man didn't seem to use his internal force, otherwise his arm would have been broken. Ling'er immediately took out his sword at that person, but the sword was not unsheathed, and the sword qi was sealed in an instant, and the sword qi could not be used. Ling'er was shocked, and hurriedly came over to support Zhang Liang, but the man did not pursue, using his palm as a sword, and in an instant, he used dozens of moves of Hu's swordsmanship in one go. Every move is a move that he is too familiar with, Ling'er can see it clearly, but how can he make dozens of moves like one move, he was stunned for a while, and his whole body seemed to be stiff.

The man still didn't answer, suddenly jumped up, lifted Zhang Liang and flew down the snow mountain; Ling'er hurriedly chased after the man, until he chased to the bottom of the villa, the man slowly fell, put down Zhang Liang, Zhang Liang looked at the man in blue in horror.

Ling'er shouted in surprise: "Senior, who is the senior?"

Suddenly, a crimson light lit up, and shot out like cold lightning, and hit the man directly! The man seemed to be slightly stunned, floating up like a snowflake, avoiding the direct attack of the red light.

The man seemed to be weightless, flying in the forest. At this moment, Ling'er also emitted several faint white lights, which filled the surroundings without a sound, sealing the person in the middle.

The man seemed to understand their tricks, let out a sneer, his figure rose into the air, jumped towards the top of the woods, flicked his hands, and formed countless lotus flowers in the sky, blooming in the sky above the trees, the man pounced down on the lotus flowers and turned into countless sword shadows and struck at the Ling'er sisters, only to see the sword shadow and the red light touch one place, and there was a loud noise, and the apricot was shocked a few feet away.

The man sneered: "With your meager mana, it is simply wishful thinking to cultivate to become an immortal. ”

Ling'er hugged Xing'er, bowed down and bowed: "Senior's mana, we are ashamed of ourselves!, but cultivating immortals depends not only on spells, but also on virtue." ”

The man suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and the laughter shook the leaves of the trees, and the birds and beasts scattered: "Come with the old man!" After speaking, he brushed his sleeves away, and the Ling'er sisters also followed.

Only Zhang Liang looked at their departing backs in a daze, Ling'er turned around, his eyes intersected again, staring for a moment, Zhang Liang's eyes were moist, as if he had a thousand words to say, but where was the stalk, Ling'er didn't dare to look again, and disappeared in front of Zhang Liang's eyes with the man in blue!