Yan Shan sighed lightly: "These twenty-three people have become other people's pawns, and the moment they came to the maple forest, their fate was already doomed. ”

Meng Tian said softly: "Brother Yan, there are only twenty-one corpses here, and Lian Yunzhai is the seventh master of the family Yu and the sixth master Qiu Leng do not know where to go. ”

Yan Shan thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Could it be that this initiator is afraid of the wind and rain in all directions, or even Zhantian is also involved." ”

Shi Potian said in a deep voice: "On that day, when Lianyun Village was exterminated, Lian Zhantian happened to be not in the village. ”

Yan Shan muttered: "In this way, this matter is definitely not just a blame. ”

Liu Ruobai looked at the mutilated corpse and chuckled: "The divine weapon divides the corpse, leaving only a faint trace of blood, which is the same as the Heavenly Fury drinking blood. The initiator was so painstakingly motivated that even I began to suspect that I had done it. ”

Yan Shan Zhengse said: "Heavenly Fury can do it by drinking blood, and the Western Regions Demon Sword can also do it." ”

Liu Ruobai was noncommittal, and said casually: "Everyone knows that Cheng Donglai, the leader of the Demon Sect in the Western Regions, has promised that within ten years, the people in the Demon Sect will never set foot in the Central Plains. Cheng Donglai is true to his word, and he will do what he says. Moreover, the Western Regions Demon Sect Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, the magic knife will never fall into the hands of others. ”

Yan Shan nodded slightly, and asked casually, "Then will there be a third type of blood-drinking divine weapon?"

Liu Ruobai chuckled: "Who knows!"

Yan Shan's eyes were firm, and he said, "We must find the answer, and we must find the answer." ”

Liu Ruobai smiled and said no more.

At this moment, an old man dressed in a cyan robe and immortal wind bones floated in. This person is Yu Qingsong, an elder of the Qingcheng faction.

Looking at the mutilated corpses everywhere, Yu Qingsong's face changed greatly, and grief and anger were intertwined. He slowly walked over to the corpse of a young man dressed in a cyan robe, and instantly collapsed to the ground. Suddenly, his gaze became cold and firm, and he said coldly: "Zu'er, as a teacher, I will definitely kill Liu Ruobai with my own hands and avenge your hatred!"

The words fell, and the long sword was already out of its sheath.

Yu Qingsong stabbed out with a sword and took Liu Ruobai's throat directly.

Yan Shan's figure flashed, and he raised his sword to meet him.

Liu Ruobai was indifferent, and had already expected that someone would make a move.

With a "dang" sound, the two swords struck each other.

Yu Qingsong retreated as soon as he struck, and said coldly: "You are Yanshan?"

Yan Shan clenched his fists slightly and said in a deep voice: "Exactly." The younger generation can testify that the disciple was not killed by the Liu brothers. ”

Yu Qingsong sneered: "The evidence is like a mountain, I can't allow you to quibble, accept your life!" He stabbed out with a sword, ruthless and ruthless.

Yan Shan didn't dare to hold it up at all, and swung his sword to meet it.

The figures of the two changed, the sword shadows crisscrossed each other, and the sound of gold and iron resonating was endless.

Yu Qingsong's body is fast, his sword is fierce, and his moves are critical, which is completely a fight to the death.

Yanshan swam along the strange trajectory, stabbed out with a sword, and the enemy must be saved, the angle is tricky and strange, and it is impossible to prevent it.

For a time, the two were evenly divided, and it was difficult to solve.

If this continues, deaths and injuries are inevitable.

Yan Shan said to Meng Tian with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret: "Tian'er, help me restrain him." ”

Meng Tian also said to Yan Shan with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret: "Got it, Brother Yan." ”

The next moment, Meng Tian stabbed out with a sword and took Yu Qingsong's vest directly, which seemed to be plain, but it had an irresistible magic. When the sword blade passed, the grass and trees withered in an instant, which was very weird.

Yu Qingsong suddenly felt a chill welling up in his heart.

As the afterglow swept by, his face changed suddenly.

Sadness and sword intent, the unity of human and sword, one blow will kill.

He had heard it, but he didn't take it to heart. A girl who is only eighteen years old. At this moment, he saw it with his own eyes and realized that what he said was true.

He made a false move, and he was about to take this lore sword.

It is inevitable to lose the other.

He forgot that Yan Shan was not easy to match.

At this moment, Yan Shan left an afterimage in place. In the blink of an eye, he had already appeared in front of Yu Qingsong, and his fingers flew like flying, and he clicked on the four big points on Yu Qingsong's chest.

Yu Qingsong's body came to an abrupt end, and he was reduced to fish on the board, ready to be slaughtered. He stared silently at the Sword of Sorrow, waiting for death to come.

At this moment, he forgot about hatred, forgot about anger, faced death, and accepted it calmly.

Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform. There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust?

Between life and death, the Taoist people comprehended the truth of Buddhism.

It seems unexpected, but it makes sense.

Whether it's Taoism or Buddhism, life and death are the same.

The tragic sword intent suddenly disappeared.

Meng Tian smiled, like the flower of life blooming, full of vitality and vitality.

Yu Qingsong was a little stunned.

Yan Shan clenched his fists slightly, and said in a deep voice: "I have no choice but to hope that my predecessors will forgive my sins!"

Hearing this, Yu Qingsong woke up like a dream, and sighed lightly: "Yan Shaoxia doesn't need to mind, it's a little reckless and reckless!"

Yan Shan was slightly stunned, and said casually: "In this way, the seniors have already believed that this matter was definitely not done by Brother Liu. ”

Yu Qingsong sighed lightly and said with a wry smile: "Even if the poor Dao believes it, what can it do? ”

Liu Ruobai smiled and was noncommittal.

Yan Shan said in a deep voice: "The younger generation has seen it with his own eyes, and the Western Regions Demon Sword can also be the same. ”

Yu Qingsong said casually: "Everyone knows that Cheng Donglai, the leader of the Demon Sect in the Western Regions, has promised that within ten years, the people of the Demon Sect will never set foot in the Central Plains. Also, that Cheng Pei, the young master of the Western Regions Demon Sect, is arrogant and arrogant, how could he do that Li Dai Taozhuang?"

Yan Shan explained: "This is not what the younger generation meant. The Heavenly Fury Sword can do this, and so can the Western Regions Demon Sword, wouldn't there be a third type of Blood-Drinking Divine Weapon?"

Yu Qingsong nodded slightly, and muttered: "This is not unreasonable. You can go to the Tibetan Soldier Villa and ask, and you may get the answer. ”

Yan Shan was overjoyed and arched his hand: "Thank you seniors for your advice!"

"Qingsong Daoyou, where are you?" At this moment, a call came from a distance. The voice was soft, but it was very clear, and it was obvious that the inner power of the person was unfathomable.

Yu Qingsong hurriedly said: "It's the second elder of Kunlun, these two old guys are like fire, once they see such a scene, it is inevitable that there will be a vicious battle." Yan Shaoxia, you better get out of here as soon as possible. ”

Yan Shan did not hesitate, hugged his fists and said: "Senior, there will be a period later!" Before the words fell, he had already unlocked the acupoint for Yu Qingsong.

The next moment, Yan Shan, Meng Tian, Shi Potian and Liu Ruobai unfolded their bodies and galloped all the way to the east, towards the outside of the maple forest.

Yu Qingsong sighed lightly and muttered to himself: "It's really a hero out of a young man, and these four people have unlimited pictures before!"

After a while, two gray figures floated in, it was the second elder of Kunlun.

One man was tall, with a rough face, and he was not angry and arrogant. This person is the Kunlun Sect Elder Qiu Lunar New Year.

The other man was skinny, with a hint of evil between his eyebrows and eyes, but he didn't hate it. This person is Wan Qiuhai, the Taishang Elder of the Kunlun Sect.

Looking at the mutilated corpses everywhere, the eyes of the two instantly fell on the two Kunlun disciples, grief and anger intertwined.

Suddenly, Wan Qiuhai looked at Yu Qingsong, his eyes were sharp, and he said in a deep voice: "Fang Cai, who is Qingsong Daoist talking to?"

Yu Qingsong's expression was calm, and he said frankly: "Yanshan." ”

Wan Qiuhai snorted lightly and said coldly: "Chase!" Before the words fell, the figure was already three feet away.

The autumn New Year did not say a word, followed closely.

Yu Qingsong smiled bitterly and shook his head, and followed.

Meng Tian smiled, like the flower of life blooming, full of vitality and vitality.

(End of chapter)