I could only hear a gust of wind in my ears, but the black-robed man was like a ghost, and quietly, he had already raised his knife and rushed to Li Canglan's body, the blade of the firewood knife shone with bursts of bloodthirsty red, and the black-robed man volleyed into the air and cut off his head.

Although Li Canglan's spirit is highly concentrated, his natural eyesight is limited, how can he keep up with the ghostly movements of the black-robed man.

Feeling the terrifying coercion coming from his head, Li Canglan immediately didn't think much about it, and hurriedly raised his sword to the top of his head. The turnover is in a hurry, and there is no strength to swing out.

Facing the weak parry of the childish boy in front of him, the black-robed man was overjoyed, and secretly said that he couldn't help himself. Under the situation of bullying with big and bullying with more, the momentum has been completely overwhelming.

Coupled with the previous sneak attack from behind, he devoured the essence blood of several other subordinates, and the evil qi in his body skyrocketed. Under the favorable time, place and people, the black-robed man only felt that this blow in the air was actually breaking through the bottleneck that had been troubled for a long time and exerting twelve points of power.

The blade was immediately connected, and Li Canglan only felt the pressure on his head, and the huge force weighing more than 1,000 catties was about to come down, and the huge wound on his left shoulder was splashed with blood, and even his feet were submerged into the ground because of this domineering force.

Li Canglan gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain in his shoulder, and raised his sword with both hands to support it, even if it was a godsend, in the face of this domineering offensive like Mount Tai's top, it was extremely difficult to take it hard.

It was difficult to resist, although it was not enough to reach the blade in an instant, but under this heavy pressure, the dark red firewood knife was real, approaching Li Canglan's door inch by inch.

At present, there is a short-term stalemate, and although the black-robed man has an absolute advantage on the scene, he can't help but be shocked in his heart, "How did this son be so powerful?"

Looking at the weapon in his hand, the blade of the firewood knife is short with the blade of the long blue sword. After the violent collision of Shicai, he was knocked out of a huge gap on the edge of the knife by the strange long sword, and the horizontal lines were dense all around, and there were faint signs of breaking.

The vertical split pays attention to one by one, and the thunder strikes. The black-robed man was able to make this vertical split, although Li Canglan was reluctant, but he finally survived the beginning, and his momentum had weakened by three points. At this moment, the man hesitated because he loved the knife, and his momentum weakened by three points.

The so-called one blow, then exhausted, three and decline. Sensing the momentary distraction of the enemy in front of him, Li Canglan finally found this blink of an eye gap and thought about how to get out. Although the black-robed man's strength weakened in this blow, if he wanted to block it with brute force, with this left shoulder injury, Li Canglan was also weak.

The opportunity was fleeting, and the black-robed man had come back to his senses in a blink of an eye, and he had decided to split himself alive despite the damage of the weapon.

Li Canglan's forehead was dripping with sweat, anxious, in the past, his father taught himself the Qiankun Liangyi swordsmanship on the vast mountains and fields, and suddenly came to mind - Yin and Yang Adjustment, to overcome rigidity with softness.

What my father said in the past, I still can't understand, the mystery of grinding and sticking, etc., was all figured out in an instant at this life-and-death juncture when my life was hanging by a thread.

Li Canglan's left arm was naturally lowered, and the black-robed man suddenly felt that the resistance had been greatly reduced, thinking that the young man in front of him had lost his strength and could not support it. Busy pressing all the strength of his body, taking advantage of the victory to pursue.

The Bilang sword in his hand turned into sticky, clinging to the dark red firewood knife, Li Canglan took advantage of the situation, and the essence of the word "kneading" should be used together, and the blade of the firewood knife was pulled by the tip of the sword and changed the direction. The black-robed man had exhausted his strength before, but he couldn't turn around, and he was pulled by force, and his balance had been lost.

With a loud "bang", the wood knife hit the ground, and the inevitable thunderous blow of the black-robed man was so vivid.

Li Canglan's steps were light, and with the residual strength from the blade of the sword, he turned around and flashed behind the black-robed man.

The black-robed man didn't sink into the ground, but he couldn't pull out. Li Canglan was condensed in the sword, and he was about to turn defense into offense, the move had been completed, and the intention of the next split had been made. The true air flow between the meridians, but there was a cold and severe pain in the dantian of the abdomen.

Li Canglan endured the severe pain, and tried his best to split the sword, but the sword momentum inevitably weakened a little, the black-robed man was intuitive and sensitive, and he had the opportunity to react, and immediately gave up the blade in his hand, and made a roll on the spot, which was worthy of avoiding this note.

I secretly said in my heart that it was dangerous, if it weren't for the fact that this son was immature after all, his moves were not yet proficient, and his sword momentum was a little slower, even if he was not dead, he would have been seriously injured at this time.

After a while, in addition to the previous blood stains, the pitch-black robe was also stained with fly ash all over the ground, and it looked extremely embarrassed. The black-robed man stood up in a hurry, his eyes were bloody, and his killing intent was already in full swing. I thought to myself that if this son is not removed, he will become a disaster one day.

Li Canglan leaned on his sword and stood still, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, his face suddenly turned pale, but his expression was calm, and his face was relaxed, making it impossible to distinguish between fiction and reality.

This fight, one touch and one touch, several collisions, but it was only completed in the electric light, Lan Ruyin saw Li Canglan vomiting blood, and immediately didn't care about the dizziness and nausea in her heart, so she grabbed it quickly and held her junior brother.

Under the ancient trees, the crowd scuffled in all directions, and the lights of the lighting had long since been extinguished. The light was dim, and the man in the black robe couldn't see Li Canglan's face really, only to see his look of ease, which made the man in black muttered in his heart.

I almost caught this kid's way before, and I couldn't help but be cautious and timid.

Li Canglan was actually at the end of his crossbow, and his pretended to be complacent was just to make it difficult for people to find out the truth, and it was really a last resort to delay the army. Lan Ruyin stroked Li Canglan's left arm, and naturally felt that he was cold all over, shivering constantly.

After all, the black-robed man was not a fledgling stunned youth, but still a demon who had mixed up in a cult and had quite an experience, and after a while, he saw a flaw in Li Canglan's vain steps, and his right hand was really urging, and the firewood knife flew back upside down.

The black-robed man approached the two with a grim face with a knife.

The knife was raised above the top, and before it could be slashed, the black-robed man relied only on his instinct to quickly retract the body that rushed forward. Perhaps because he had too many lives on his hands, he had evolved this near-beastly vigilance of danger, and this intuition had helped him escape countless times.

Of course, this time it was not unexpected, sure enough, before the body was restrained, a huge ravine suddenly appeared three feet in front of him, bottomless, and there were faint scorching sword marks on the edge, which was actually split by someone with a strong sword qi, what kind of terrifying strength is this?

A figure slowly floated down from the air, blocking in front of the exhausted Li Lan and the others, with linen clothes, and some black marks from charcoal burning, and the long sword in his hand flashed, but who was Lan Qinmu who was not rushed back from the mass grave?

Lan Ruyin saw that her father had finally returned, although she looked a little embarrassed, but she was safe and sound. The worry in her heart was alleviated, and she remembered the violent picture of the demon killing people and drinking blood, and the dangerous situation in which she almost lost her life, Lan Ruyin was filled with joy and sorrow, and hurriedly threw herself into her father's arms and cried.

Li Canglan saw that the master finally came back, and the big stone in his heart finally landed, and his nerves eased, but he couldn't support it anymore, and fainted on the spot.

Lanqinmu's body was like electricity, and he didn't let go of his daughter in his arms, and quietly took Li Canglan, who was about to fall, and gently placed it next to the ancient tree.

Gently comforting the crying daughter in her arms, Lan Qin Mu didn't reply, and didn't take the black-robed man in his eyes at all.