"Senior Brother Xue. A strange cry came from the side.

Xue Ya, who was in a hurry to go out, suddenly turned his head to look, Meng Wu?

He stopped and gathered up the messy clothes on his body: "Why did Master Meng come to my courtyard in the middle of the night?"

"It's just to see how Senior Brother Xue's injuries are. Meng Wu had a smile on his face, and the smile looked particularly strange under the moonlight.

"It's okay, don't worry about it. After speaking, Xue Ya hurried out.

"Hey, Senior Brother Xue, where are you going so late?"

Xue Ya dusted off his sleeves with his hand: "I'm no longer from the Flying Feather Sect, I'm afraid there is no need to explain my whereabouts to Master Meng." ”

Meng Wu chuckled: "Naturally, no, but it's a good senior brother, and I also care about Senior Brother Xue." ”

"Then thank you Meng for your concern, I have something to do, so I'll take the first step. ”

After speaking, Xue Ya jumped away, and several ups and downs had disappeared into the night.

Meng Wu twisted his neck, and there was a hint of blood red in his dark eyes.

"Xue Ya. He said these two words coldly, and his expression seemed to be crazy. With a dodge, Meng Wu chased towards Xue Ya at a very fast speed.

Xue Ya only walked fifty miles before he found that someone behind him was chasing after him, worried about Shu Shu's safety, he didn't want to entangle with the people behind him at all, so he directly accelerated his speed and swept forward.

But the person behind him was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, biting tightly behind him, and he couldn't shake it off, and the irritability in Xue Ya's heart couldn't be controlled at all.

His eyes were low, and since he couldn't get rid of it, he would kill it.

Xue Ya stopped and turned to look at the person who came, it was Meng Wu again.

"What's the matter with Master Meng?"

The corners of Meng Wu's mouth hooked up a weird smile, his eyes completely turned blood-red, his lips opened slightly, and he slowly spit out two words: "Kill you." ”

In the next second, Meng Wu raised his sword and stabbed at Xue Ya.

Where could Xue Ya have thought that Meng Wu would want to kill him, but he was not a person who stood and was beaten.

The sword in his right hand was in his hand, and with a turn of his wrist, the sword body reflected the cold moonlight, and the murderous aura was awe-inspiring.

"I can't help myself. ”

A burst of breaking coercion swept away in the flickering of the sword shadow, accompanied by the powerful sword qi and the unpredictable thousands of sword shadows, it was obvious that Xue Ya was a full killing move as soon as he made a move.

Meng Wu stood there, not dodging or dodging, his neck twisting strangely, and he stood there with a sword.

When Xue Ya's move was about to hit him, he suddenly moved, and his battle intent instantly surged up, shattering the big move that had been pushed in front of him with overwhelming momentum.

Xue Ya's eyes continued to be suspicious, when did Meng Wu have such a cultivation? I really don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

"Meng Wu, you actually practice evil skills?" His blood-red eyes were clearly a sign that he had entered the evil spirit.

Meng Wu licked his lips and said indifferently: "What about the evil skills, it would be good if I could kill you." ”

"You and I have no grudges recently, no enmity in the past, and we have been in the same door for many years, why do you want to kill me?" Xue Ya wanted to fight with him quickly, but he couldn't look at this situation.

Meng Wu practiced evil skills, and in a short period of time his cultivation was strengthened to the Mahayana period, and he was already injured, and he was punished by the door rules, and his strength was greatly damaged.

"No resentment in the near future, no enmity in the past?" Meng Wu laughed: "Xue Ya, Xue Ya, my Meng Wu has a big enmity with you." ”

"Back then, I was about to be accepted as an apprentice by the master, but because of your appearance, he chose you instead. What about me? I can only watch you walk up to the master. Do you think I hate you?"

"I am extremely talented, and a group of senior brothers can be called the leader, but as soon as you appear, they will rush to you, and I can only watch you be sought after by everyone. ”

"My little sister likes you, for you to break your liver and intestines, lovesickness. But you turned a blind eye to her and abandoned her sincerity like a piece of. ”

"You don't want to be the head, but I have been working hard for many years to be the head. And finally, I picked up a piece of junk that you don't want. ”

"Xue Ya, I have a lot of hatred with you in the past, and a lot of resentment in recent days. I, Meng Wu, will make you want to live, not death. ”

Xue Ya frowned, Meng Wu actually wanted to kill him because of these things that he didn't even look at?

"Although you didn't worship the head of the sect as a teacher back then, your master, Elder Mu Xun, was also a great genius in the world, and now he is a top monk in the Tribulation Period, where did he wronged you?"

Meng Wu's throat stalked, Xue Ya was right, but ......

"You are very talented, but I am even more talented, and my brothers and sisters naturally like to pursue the strong, what's wrong with that? If you want to worship the head of the family as a teacher, isn't it also the idea of admiring the strong. ”

That's right, he's like that, but ......

"And your little sister Meng Li. I didn't like her all along, shouldn't I just say no?

How can that, scumbag, of course, he resolutely refuses to take the opportunity to make a decision. Wrong......

"As for the position of the head of the house, if you think it's rubbish, you can throw it to someone else, heh, don't you sit down happily. ”

"Meng Wu, what you should hate most is not me, but your own incompetence. ”

After refuting the words, Meng Wu's whole person stayed on the spot, I, him, seemed to have some sense.

No, no, no, it's all Xue Ya's fault, it's his fault, he deserves to die.

Meng Wu shouted loudly with a hideous face: "Hugh has to say more, and suffer death." ”

Under the anger, Meng Wu was completely insane, and he did not regain his sane appearance at all.

Facing such an irrational opponent whose strength had increased dramatically, Xue Ya tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword in his hand.

"Xuan Bing Slash !!" As soon as he makes a move, he can't afford to spend time, his body can't afford to consume, and he must fight quickly.

Who would have thought that Meng Wu would hit straight over and take down that sword. The furious state made him lose his basic sense of pain, and he completely became a tool that only knew how to slash and kill.

Meng Wu used his body to resist Xue Ya's attack, and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, but the sword in his hand was inserted into Xue Ya's shoulder without pause.

"Uh..." he couldn't help but let out a soft exhalation, this evil skill was really evil, and it actually broke into his body on the tip of the sword, but in a moment, his wound continued to spread towards his body without the center of it.

Xue Ya kicked Meng Wu away with a volley, and the sword that had been inserted into his shoulder was also drawn. He immediately mobilized his spiritual power to strangle the extremely destructive evil skill.

This scene was so similar to when he fought with Xi Zhou. It's just that at this time, it became himself who was injured internally.

Meng Wu now has only one thought, kill, kill, kill him.

He raised his sword and slashed continuously, again and again, and even used the thousand mountains to the extreme on this snowy land. If you don't look at his current state, I'm afraid that Mu Xun who taught him this trick will praise him for his ability.

For a while, the wind and snow were blowing, and the sword qi swept towards Xue Ya with the sedimentary snow. Meng Wu kept on his hands, one sword was tired and one sword was tired, and the offensive became more and more ferocious.

Xue Ya gritted his teeth and insisted, the sword in his hand was constantly waving, and even used the trick he learned when he was intercepted and killed. Split horizontally and vertically, the whole nine swords are combined into one, and the ninety-nine are one. Rush away with unstoppable power.

Under the collision of the two, both of them were pushed hundreds of meters away in unison.

Xue Ya's hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled slightly, and a trace of blood flowed out of his palm, flowing down the sword body.

His body couldn't hold on, and he was already defeated after fighting with Xi Zhou, if Xi Zhou hadn't stopped in time at that time, he would have died with Xi Zhou sooner or later. Later, he was retaliated by the strange fish, and was punished by the door rules for retreating that night.

Xue Ya's body is already at the end of the crossbow, and it won't last long.

The cold in his eyes spread, if he wasn't already injured, how could he be forced into such a situation by Meng Wu.

This Meng Wu, nothing else, taking advantage of the fire to rob is quite slippery.

Although he was not afraid of Meng Wu, when his combat strength was greatly reduced, he had no choice but to fight and retreat.

But where would Meng Wu let him go easily, although he was unconscious, but the target he killed intended to retreat, and his hunter's instinct told him that he couldn't let him run.

His body reacted instinctively, and he almost drained all the spiritual power in his body, just to keep Xue Ya on the spot.

Xue Ya struggled to resist, but this body was really not strong, and in the end, he still couldn't resist Meng Wu's full force blow, and he fell to the ground weakly. The sword, stained with his blood, also fell to the side, and was gradually buried by the heavy snow.

Meng Wu dragged the blood-stained sword over step by step, step by step, and the sound of footsteps stepping on the snow sounded more like a deadly soul hook bell to Xue Ya.

He raised his sword, and the long sword in the moonlight was awe-inspiring.

Before Xue Ya fell into a coma, he was still thinking, if he died, it would be useless to beg for mercy left and right.

"Big brother. A terrible roar pierced through the sky and reached Meng Wu's ears.

Meng Wu suddenly stopped moving, and the blood red in his eyes gradually faded.

"Little sister. ”

He turned to see that Meng Li was galloping towards this place. In the blink of an eye, he stood still in front of his eyes.

"Big brother, stop it, the position of head is yours, it's already yours, what else do you want. As she spoke, the delicate beauty burst into tears and almost collapsed.

Meng Wu put down his sword and wanted to reach out to wipe the tears from her face, but halfway through it, he saw the piercing blood on his hand paused in the air again.

His hands are so dirty, he can't stain his little sister's face.

Meng Wu was silent, turned around, raised his sword and was about to kill Xue Ya again.

Meng Li leaned in front of Xue Ya, with tears in her eyes and pleading in her eyes.

"Big brother, don't. She shook her head vigorously, reaching for his sword-holding hand.

She wiped the blood from her eldest brother's hands little by little, gently and meticulously.

"Big brother. However, before he said two words, Meng Li was already choked up and couldn't speak.

How so? How could my eldest brother become like this, colluding with evil cultivators, cultivating evil skills, and taking advantage of the position of head to kill Xue Ya. What should she do?

"Tick ......" Meng Wu felt something hot dripping on his palm, and when he looked down, it was the little sister who bowed her head and wept.

Suddenly, there was a cramping pain in my heart: "Little sister, don't cry." He took Meng Li into his arms and gently patted her on the back.

"Don't cry, I listen to you. ”

His voice was low and gentle, like when he was a child, he lulled her to sleep.

If you say you don't kill, you won't kill.