The sword in Leng Thirteen's hand was immediately unsheathed, but a palm slapped him on the shoulder from behind, pinning him to the car.

Leng Yuanxiao lifted the curtain and got out of the car, stared at the blurred figure in the smoke and dust, and said in a deep voice: "Who is coming, what is the so-called." ”

"Master Leng, I'm looking for you so hard. The vague figure was unexpectedly a young voice, which made Leng Yuanxiao frown slightly.

But then a figure came to mind. Leng Yuanxiao has seen it, it is a young man who always stands behind Fan Yang'a, always dressed in black and covering his face with a hat and a mask, and the reason why Leng Yuanxiao can have a deep impression of him is not only because he always stands silently behind Fan Yang'a, but also because of the knife on his waist.

It was a long and narrow sword that belonged to the Dongming Kingdom!

If memory serves, Leng Yuanxiao remembered that this person's name was Xue Wunian.

Fortunately, it wasn't Fan Yang'a who came by himself.

Leng Yuanxiao suddenly had a hint of happiness in his heart, he snorted lightly, and said coldly: "The mission failed, Leng is also very sorry, but now Leng is disheartened, he just wants to find a quiet place but is alive, and he hopes that the little brother will make way." ”

The smoke and dust dissipated, and it was the figure that Leng Yuanxiao had seen. But Xue Wunian's answer was a cold snort, and then he threw the three burlap bags in his hand forward, and said with a smile: "Coincidentally, they also told me this before." ”

The three burlap bags fell to the ground, and then three round things rolled out, Leng Yuanxiao took a closer look, and was furious!

Because this is the head of three cold elders!

These three people were really the elders who took the family to set off from the Leng family first, but now they have become three bloody heads rolling to the ground!

Jiang Yan also happened to see this scene, although she also had some cultivation, but after all, she was a pampered young grandmother, and she couldn't help but let out a scream immediately when she saw the head.

Leng Thirteen immediately stepped forward and stopped in front of his parents!

At this moment, Leng Yuanxiao's face was bloodless. Although the cultivation of these three elders was not as good as their own, the difference was limited, and they were directly beheaded by this young man, not to mention the others.

And it seems that Xue Wunian has retreated three times, with such cultivation, I am afraid that he may not be able to win.

After all, he is injured at the moment.

Just when Leng Yuanxiao wanted to delay with a word, Xue Wunian suddenly moved!

The sword slashed a silver crescent moon in the air and slashed down, although there was no power, but it was because this move had condensed all the internal strength on the blade!

When Dao Mang made a move, it was even so fast that Leng Thirteen and Jiang Yan didn't react!

Only Leng Yuanxiao had time to make a move!

He flew forward with a sword in the air, only to hear the sound, and a majestic aura suddenly erupted in the air, but this sword did not force Xue Wunian to retreat.

Xue Wunian was like a ghost, the wind around him had almost no effect on him, he turned into a black shadow and shuttled around, but he didn't target Leng Yuanxiao and the others.

Leng Yuanxiao was a little surprised, but suddenly heard screams from the convoy behind him!

"Damn!" Leng Yuanxiao's face suddenly flashed with a touch of coldness, this Xue Wunian actually ignored himself, but directly killed those Leng family disciples behind him!

If it were ordinary offenders, these Leng family disciples might still be able to parry one or two, but in the face of Xue Wunian, they were just fish and meat on the chopping board, and they could only be slaughtered!

Leng Yuanxiao was the first to rush towards the convoy, and Leng Thirteen also reacted, but before he could make a move, Leng Yuanxiao's immediately shouted at him: "Stay by your mother's side!"

Leng Thirteen stopped immediately!

In such a short period of time, Xue Wunian actually killed ten people, each of whom was a sword, and the knife in his hand flowed smoothly, as if what was placed in front of Xue Wunian was not a living human life, but an ant.

The extreme coldness of human life made Leng Yuanxiao, an old Jianghu, couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

"Stop!"

Leng Yuanxiao finally caught up with Xue Wunian, he burst out with a sword, and the bright moon above his head immediately sprinkled countless clear light, like a silver match training entangled towards Xue Wunian. But when Xue Wunian's body technique was flexible, he ignored the silver Qinghui chasing behind him, shuttling through it like a swimming fish, Leng Yuanxiao's sword moves couldn't touch him at all!

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But in an instant, Xue Wunian was asked to kill another person!

This made Leng Yuanxiao a little impetuous.

Normally, Leng Yuanxiao would not be like this at all, but the blow, coupled with witnessing the thirteenth sword left by Nalan Bixin through Zi Qi's hand, made Leng Yuanxiao's mood fluctuate tremendously, and it even affected his Dao heart.

Leng Yuanxiao snorted, and the sword moves in his hand became faster and faster.

But who knew that at this time, Xue Wunian would no longer kill the last three Leng family disciples.

He fought with Leng Yuanxiao around the three people of the Leng family, and his moves were directed at Leng Yuanxiao's vital point. But whenever Leng Yuanxiao's killing move came, Xue Wunian would always hide behind a certain Leng family disciple at a subtle angle.

Leng Yuanxiao could only reap the credit with hatred every time, and after many accumulations, the qi and blood in his body were still scorching, although it was not a big deal, but the whole person became more and more impatient.

But what's worse is that Leng Yuanxiao himself doesn't seem to be aware of these changes.

Another sword slashed out, and a sneer seemed to appear in the corner of Xue Wunian's eyes, and he immediately retreated behind a Leng family disciple, and slapped his heart lightly with one palm. This person's cultivation is just ordinary, and after Xue Wunian slapped his palm, the whole person directly pounced on Leng Yuanxiao, and Leng Yuanxiao was in a hurry again.

At this moment, a cold sword light instantly passed through the chest of the Leng family's disciple and stabbed directly into Leng Yuanxiao's heart!

The speed was too fast, and he didn't know what kind of technique Xue Wunian was cultivating, but he didn't release a little killing intent when he made a move, and Leng Yuanxiao didn't react until the blade penetrated his body!

"Despicable!"

Leng Yuanxiao's face was cold and he instantly retreated, but at this time, Xue Wunian's speed suddenly exploded, and the sword exploded violently, not only dismembering this Cold Moon Villa into stumps and broken arms, but also taking advantage of the blood mist to dance a dazzling sword!

The sword was like rain, Leng Yuanxiao stopped six knives in a row, but at the seventh knife, he suddenly rushed to his chest for a while!

The forcible withdrawal of the internal strength in the sword several times before had already caused Leng Yuanxiao's qi and blood to surge, and at this time, the fierce battle immediately made his blood and qi boil in his meridians instantly. The change here directly exceeded Leng Yuanxiao's expectations, and he forcibly suppressed his blood qi, but the seventh sword couldn't help but slow down a little.

Leng Yuanxiao's shoulder instantly burst into a blood mist!

"Father!"

Leng Thirteen couldn't help it, so he was about to rush up and join forces with Leng Yuanxiao to kill Xue Wunian!

"Don't come, go, take your mother with you, the farther away the better!"

The moment Leng Yuanxiao was hit by the knife in his shoulder, his heart was cold, because in addition to the sharp pain on the knife edge, there was also an unusual sourness, and the blood splashed was still bright red at first, but after a while, a sour smell began to appear, obviously the blade was highly poisonous!

After being stabbed, Leng Yuanxiao already knew his end, and now Xue Wunian will definitely continue to use this strategy to fight with the remaining two of them, but he has no way at all, and now he is highly poisoned, and it will only get worse with time.

Such an opponent is not something that can be solved by Leng Thirteen's intervention at all, but it may make Xue Wunian search for a gap and threaten Jiang Yan's safety!

Xue Wunian sneered, at this moment, in his eyes, he only had a goal, and he didn't care whether the means he used were above board or not, this was what he learned from the Dongming ninja!

But what really carved these into Xue Wunian's bone marrow was Fan Yang'a!

Now, he has become more and more fond of this feeling of killing, especially when he executes a master of the rivers and lakes with outstanding cultivation, which can make Xue Wunian's heart gush with inexplicable pleasure almost every time!

It made him so comfortable that he almost wanted to look up to the sky and smile!

The step that Leng Thirteen had just taken forward instantly froze in place.

"Take your mother away!" Leng Yuanxiao swung his sword away from Xue Wunian, and looked back at Leng Shisan and Jiang Yan, the deep emotion in his eyes was almost as thick as the sea: "Go, don't look back, go!"

"No, Thirteen, we're going to help your father!"

At this moment, even if Leng Yuanxiao wanted his wife and children to go, Jiang Yan would not agree. Jiang Yan burst into tears at the moment, and hurriedly pushed behind Leng Shisan: "Don't worry about me, go help your father, go quickly!"

Leng Thirteen immediately made a decision and instantly killed Xue Wunian.

Leng Yuanxiao's face instantly turned like ashes.

And Xue Wunian's face suddenly appeared with a sneer that had succeeded in his treacherous plan.