Burial Ridge

"Miss, run, you are the hope of the whole sect, and you must not fall into the hands of the enemy. The old slave will do his best to stop them, you go quickly. In the dense forest, an old man with white hair but blood spoke eagerly.

Beside him, there was a beautiful woman dressed in purple. This woman has a beautiful appearance, her skin is like condensation, and her hands are soft, even if she is placed in a country, she is a rare beauty. It's just that at this moment, she is beautiful with tears in her eyes, pitiful, and there are many damages on her purple clothes, revealing her beautiful figure under the clothes.

"Uncle Fang, you can't stop them, we have to go together. If you turn around, they will kill you. My father is dead, my mother is dead, and even my sister is ...... I can't lose you anymore, you are my only relative in this world, if even you die, what is the point of my life?" the girl begged the old man with tears in her eyes.

"Miss, don't talk nonsense, we did our best to send you out, how can your life be meaningless. If you die, our whole sect will die in vain. You have to go, and you have to live well, so that you can avenge us in the future. As long as you are still there, then our Purple Maple Villa will still be there!" The old man couldn't bear to open his mouth to persuade him, and he didn't want to be separated from the girl in front of him. Over the years, he has watched her grow up day by day, and he has already had a deep affection. But what we have to face now is the separation of life and death. He doesn't take his life very seriously, and in order to protect her, he can die generously without hesitation. It's just that the burden in the future will be on the shoulders of the woman alone, which is too heavy and heavy.

"No, I'm not leaving, I'm going to walk together. The girl Pear Blossom burst into tears, crying and taking Uncle Fang's hand and flying away.

"Miss, don't worry about me, you go quickly, otherwise no matter how much the old slave delays, I'm afraid it will be too late......."

"It's too late, hehe, where are you going to flee this time?" A joking voice came from around Fang Bo and the others, followed by dozens of figures walking out of it. Each one of them is a good cultivation, with powerful and cold fluctuations.

Before Uncle Fang's words could be finished, he was answered, and the voice made him clench his fists, and his eyes showed resentment and unwillingness.

"Is your Huang family really going to kill them all?" Fang Bo gritted his teeth and opened his mouth word by word, eager to tear the man in front of him alive with his own hands.

"Hahaha, Mr. Fang is talking about this. Didn't the juniors see that you and Miss Yueling were seriously injured, and they came to protect the Dharma. The younger generation is sincere and kind, but why do the seniors speak ill of each other for no reason?" The man is seven feet long, wearing a bright yellow shirt, and a totem is printed on his chest. The aura exuded by his body is impressively in the early stage of Jindan, and he is a famous son of heaven on this side.

"Huang Zitao, how can you let us go? We, Purple Maple Villa, have never offended the Huang family, why did you do this. Ziyue Ling pointed at the man in front of him and spoke in hatred and despair.

Huang Zitao shook his head: "Originally, you and I were in love, and the marriage in the future will definitely be a good story." But if you want to blame it, blame your stubborn daddy. Those things are not something you can have, and you dare to refuse to teach the world, how can my Huang family come to bury you because of your foolish father's decision? ”

Huang Zitao finished speaking, his eyes were full of greed and glanced at Ziyue Ling's body, and his expression was even more obscene.

"You!" Fang Bo was even more angry when he heard this, he was already heavily injured, and he couldn't suppress his anger, and immediately spurted blood from his mouth with blood flowing backwards.

"Huang Zitao, let you do something, how do you grind?" a lazy voice came out slowly, with a hint of impatience.

When the high-spirited Huang Zitao heard this, his body immediately trembled, and then he turned into a flattering face and saluted respectfully to the open space behind him: "Huang Zitao has seen the third young master, not that Zitao is unfavorable, but to prevent them from dying and breaking the net." Their death is a small matter, and two cheap lives are not worth mentioning, but it would be bad if they couldn't get something. Therefore, the subordinates ......"

"Enough!" Before the words fell, a man appeared in front of Huang Zitao. The man was armed with a folding fan and dressed in a long robe of brocade, all of which were woven from the finest materials. Looking at Huang Zitao with a flattering face in front of him, he couldn't help frowning slightly, revealing a little disgust.

Huang Zitao was naturally clear about the changes in the expression of the person in front of him, but he didn't care about it, but was more humble and tried his best to please.

"No matter how ...... you are" The third young master wanted to open his mouth to reprimand a few words, but his gaze suddenly fell on Ziyue Ling's delicate body, and then turned upwards to his face, and immediately froze in place. I forgot to say the words that I wanted to reprimand in my mouth, and I was fascinated for a while.

Huang Zitao looked at the demeanor of the person in front of him, and when he knew what was happening, he spoke extremely flatteringly: "Third Young Master, that woman's name is Ziyue Ling, she should have become a subordinate Taoist, and today she is specially dedicated to the Third Young Master." And the third young master can rest assured, although his subordinates have known her earlier, they have not touched her body, this female Yuan Yin is still there, and the third young master can enjoy it to his heart's content. ”

When the man heard this, he immediately nodded, and then his eyes fell on Huang Zitao, and the impatience and disgust in his eyes were swept away. patted Huang Zitao's shoulder very happily: "Okay, very good, Zitao, you have made a great contribution to Ben Shao, say, what reward do you want?"

When Huang Zitao heard this, he made a look of sincere fear, and hurriedly bowed his head and responded respectfully: "It is already a great gift for my subordinates to be able to do things for the third young master in this life, and I dare not ask for anything more." The order of the third young master is to fight but not to regret the lives of his subordinates. ”

"Huang Zitao, you are not a human! you are a beast!" Purple Moon Spirit was a half-step Jindan realm, how could he not hear what they said. She pointed at Huang Zitao, her lips were white, her soft hands trembled uncontrollably, and her eyes were full of hatred and regret. At this moment, she understood what it meant to be full of hatred.

Purple Maple Villa was originally a relatively powerful cultivator in the Eastern Regions, and the Huang family where Huang Zitao was located was also a cultivator family, and the two families had a close relationship. It's not reversible, but it's certainly not bad. And Ziyue Ling and Huang Zitao had feelings for each other under the matchmaking of the two patriarchs, and made an oath of mountain alliance and sea alliance. But because of the leakage of a secret in the family, it attracted the attention of the overlord of the Eastern Regions.

Purple Maple Villa strenuously denied it, but in all the cultivation realms where strength was respected, it didn't matter whether they recognized it or not. After the Huang family discussed within the clan, they persuaded Purple Maple Villa to hand over the treasure. First, it can turn danger into a disaster, and secondly, it can also have a relationship with the world's teaching, no matter how you look at it, it is beneficial and harmless. Unexpectedly, the owner of Purple Maple Villa refused, and after discussion, the Huang family chose to cut off a series of ties with Purple Maple Villa.

Lu Yu climbed to the top of the clouds, although his eyes were blind, his heart was bright.

He couldn't see Ning Fan's face, but he could feel Ning Fan's unusually young bone age, as well as the extremely terrifying Void Sword around Ning Fan...

Facing Ning Fan at this moment, even if Lu Yu performed the sword light incarnation technique, he was not sure of victory.

He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the sea of clouds in the air, and the sea of clouds, which stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles, suddenly trembled, and countless cracks appeared.

Streams of golden light lit up from the cracks in the sea of clouds, flowing out, condensing into a golden cloud sword in Lu Yu's palm.

The sword of the golden cloud is a sword of spells, without a sharp blade, but it can strangely hook the general trend of heaven and earth.

But seeing Lu Yu's wrist shake, the golden sword flickered, and suddenly pointed at Ning Fan's sword, and the sea of clouds immediately rolled up!

"The clouds of heaven and earth are all my swords!

Zhou Tian's countless clouds and lights suddenly became a great momentum, turning into an overwhelming momentum, and he suddenly stopped Ning Fan.

Patches of void were squeezed and shattered, and an unusually heavy sense of oppression hit his whole body, making Ning Fan's breathing a little difficult.

His eyes were slightly surprised, Lu Yu's swordsmanship was clearly a sword of great momentum, which was extremely similar to his nine steps to the sky.

Although the clouds are soft, the softer the sword condensed, the more masculine the sword intent and sword momentum.

Lu Yu continued to shake his sword, and Zhou Tianyun's momentum became stronger and stronger.

At first, the clouds were under the town, which was only equivalent to the momentum of the Chongxu monk.

But as the clouds surged, Ning Fan had the illusion that it was not Liuyun who was suppressing him, but an old monster who shattered the sky!

Under this vast cloud, Ning Fan's body was as heavy as carrying a mountain, and his bones began to creak, almost falling off the clouds.

And Lu Yu is still shaking his sword, and the cloud momentum is still improving!

Maybe it won't be long before Lu Yu can raise the cloud momentum to the momentum of the Shattered Void Double Heaven, completely injure Ning Fan, and suppress the cloud head!

This is why Ning Fan can block the cloud potential at this moment with his physical body, if he changes to other refining voids, even if he is a void cultivator, he will be seriously injured by the cloud potential and fall into the sky.

"The weak sword is strong, the soft sword is strong... This Lu Yu Sword Melting Cloud Potential is indeed extraordinary, but even if a monk with a heavy amount of weakness does not want to suppress me with power, Lu Yu can't do it!"

"No power is a sword... The sword of the general trend is not unbreakable!"

Ning Fan's eyes showed a fierce battle intent, and his body seemed to have turned into an ancient sword, hanging high in the sky!

Under the heavy clouds, Ning Fan's sword light appeared around him, and he suddenly took the first step forward!

This step is like stepping on the way of heaven, oscillating a circle of water waves like ripples of heaven and earth!

This step is obviously stepping into the sky, but it seems to be stepping on the hearts of countless monks around him, which makes everyone look sideways!

At this moment, Ning Fan seems to be above heaven and earth, and there is a momentum around him that cannot be ignored!

After this step was taken, the clouds within a radius of 100 miles suddenly shattered, turning into a strong wind and sweeping the sea of clouds in all directions!

Lu Yu's face was shocked, and he was shocked to find that his Cloud Potential Sword was being broken by Ning Fan little by little!

It must be known that this sword of cloud potential is focused on being in harmony with the potential, and has been cultivated by Lu Yu for thousands of years, and it is often only a sword of cloud light to suppress it!

Even if it was an ordinary Taixu cultivator, it was difficult to break Lu Yu's sword momentum.

But Ning Fan only took one step to break his Rouyun sword momentum!

The weaker the sword, the stronger the sword intent it has!

The sword of the soft cloud is weak, so the cloud is terrifying.

Ning Fan has no sword in his hand, he has a sword in his heart, but the power without a sword is better than that of Rouyun's sword!

This sword momentum of stepping on the sky and nine steps is a kind of sword swordsmanship that is created out of nothing!

"The sword cultivation that the old man has encountered in his life, there are only three people who can convince me. One is the white-clothed sword god, and the other is