After a while, Leng Zhu turned back.

"Master, although the Du Mansion and Xiang Mansion are brightly lit, they are empty inside. ”

"Well, it seems that the worst result has come, you immediately go to the Zhengyang Sect, inform them of the affairs of Linyang City, and let them go out of the mountain to help. ”

Leng Feng said to Leng Zhu, and he paced back and forth, showing the anxiety in his heart.

"You two should go back first, and I'll take care of the rest, and you guys should be careful when you go in and out these days. Leng Feng continued.

Hong Dingwu and Jiang Heng themselves will only add trouble to the cold wind here, so they both leave.

After Leng Zhu left the cold mansion, he went all the way south towards the Zhengyang Sect.

There is a rushing river between Zhengyang Mountain and Linyang City, and there is an iron chain hanging on the river surface, which is the only way to enter Zhengyang Mountain from Linyang City.

When Leng Zhu came to the river, he saw two people standing in front of the iron cable, blocking his way.

One of them had ghost talismans painted all over his face, and his clothes were also painted with strange patterns, which was terrifying to look at.

The other man was pale and bloodless, with white hair scattered over his shoulders and fluttering in the wind, and a terrible scar on his neck was very eye-catching.

"Huolie, you're not dead yet?" Leng Zhu looked at the white-haired man in front of him in shock, his face was full of disbelief, this man was Huo Lie, the head of the Huo family who was found by Hong Dingwu and buried in the back mountain.

And Huo Lie just looked at Leng Zhu with a blank sneer, and never spoke.

"Hey, hey, he's dead, and I, and I, brought him back to life, it's so amazing. The man next to him said with a smile on his face, looking at Huo Lie with admiring eyes, as if he were looking at a beautiful artifact.

"Are you a member of the Corpse Sect?" Leng Zhu's eyes condensed slightly, staring at the ghost-faced man.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that there would be people in this world who remember our Corpse Sect, it's really a happy thing. The ghost-faced man raised his eyebrows slightly, and laughed a little nervously, as if he was really happy because of this.

Leng Zhu stopped talking and pulled the sword out of the scabbard, he knew that these two would not let him go easily, and he would face an extremely difficult battle.

"Hehe, the sect master really had the foresight, I expected that you would go to the Zhengyang Sect to report the news, let me stay here in advance, I didn't expect that if I really caught a big fish, Leng Zhu, one of the eight top guards of the Leng Mansion, I don't know how strong the strength of refining your corpse into a corpse slave can be, it must be stronger than your current strength." The ghost-faced man continued to smile nervously, looking at Leng Zhu's eyes as if he were looking at a dead man.

Leng Zhu's internal force burst out, and it disappeared in place in an instant, leaving only two and a half inch-deep footprints on the ground.

The next moment, Leng Zhu appeared in front of the ghost-faced man, and a sword slashed towards the ghost-faced man with unparalleled momentum, and the sharp sword qi blew the ghost-faced man's soft hair backwards.

As if he hadn't seen this fateful sword, the old god stood on the ground, his hands clasped around his chest, neither reaching out to resist or retreat to dodge.

The next moment, a hand reached out from his side and grasped Leng Zhu's sword, holding it firmly in his hand.

Leng Zhu was surprised to find that his sword actually slashed at the flaming hand, "How is this possible?"

"Hey, hey, I can't imagine it, I've worked hard to draw talismans all over his bones, if you cut it off so easily, wouldn't I be very embarrassed?" Seeing that Huo Lie blocked this sword for him, the ghost-faced man breathed a sigh of relief slightly, don't look at the old god he was there just now, in fact, his heart has already mentioned his throat.

"Corpse slave, kill him, and I will use his corpse to refine a good brother for you. The ghost-faced man said to the flames. This is the first battle he has stepped into the rivers and lakes, and he really wants to easily and comfortably take down the Leng Zhu of the eight top guardians of the Leng Mansion, so as to establish his supreme prestige in the rivers and lakes.

Huo Lie held Leng Zhu's sword in one hand, and smashed it towards Leng Zhu with a fist in the other, his movements were simple and domineering.

Leng Zhu could see that although this punch looked ordinary and not very gorgeous, the strength contained in it was so strong that even he couldn't stand it.

He hurriedly shook his internal strength and pulled the sword out of Flaming's hand, and then his body hurriedly retreated, dodging Flaming's punch.

As soon as the flaming fist was swung, Leng Zhu seized the opportunity and slashed a drop of water into ice towards Flaming, his sword was instantly covered with cold ice, and he pierced the heart of Flaming with a sword that broke through the bamboo.

He didn't think that Huo Lie didn't seem to feel pain, so he didn't care about the sword that Leng Zhu stabbed in his chest, and directly punched Leng Zhu.

Leng Zhu hurriedly put his left hand in front of him, blocking the domineering punch of the fire spirit, and the whole person was directly knocked upside down by this punch.

After standing on his feet, Leng Zhu's left hand hung down weakly, and his bones were already broken by the flaming punch.

Leng Zhu's eyes were fixed on Huolie, thinking carefully about Huolie's weakness, he didn't believe that there would be an existence without weakness in this world.

Then he slashed out directly, and a sword shot towards the head of the fire, only to see the fire fire swing out of the punch, and the sword was shattered.

Leng Zhu rushed towards the flames again.

Snow is falling.

Countless sword shadows slashed towards the flames, and the flames punched frequently, one punch faster than the other, blasting towards the sword shadows in the sky, shattering the sword shadows one by one.

For a moment, the sword shadow and the fist shadow collided fiercely in front of Huo's body.

The next moment, Leng Zhu appeared in front of Huolie's body, and the last killing move of the snow-covered sky had been formed, a sword stabbed out, stabbing towards Huo's crotch, and the domineering sword qi instantly destroyed all the flesh and blood of Huo's crotch, but it couldn't leave a scar on the pelvic bone.

Huo's actions were still not affected in any way, and he still threw two punches together, smashing towards Leng Zhu's head together, if these two punches were smashed, it would definitely be able to blast Leng Zhu's head to pieces.

The speed of the two punches was extremely fast, and they hit Leng Zhu's temple in an instant.

But the expected picture of ** dancing with blood did not appear, and the two fists of fire pierced Leng Zhu's head and smashed together, and the flesh on his hands was also shattered.

And the cold bamboo in front of him slowly faded away, and finally disappeared without a trace, it turned out that the fire hit only an afterimage of the cold bamboo.

Flaming looked around, but couldn't find any trace of Leng Zhu.

The next moment, the ghost-faced man's face changed suddenly, and he quickly pinched his hand, and a cold light generated from the ground, forming a protective shield to protect him in it.

Just as the light shield was generated, a sword slashed at the protective shield with unparalleled momentum, and the protective shield suddenly rippled layer by layer, but it was still strong and not broken.

Seeing that one move failed to make a move, Leng Zhu hurriedly dodged to the side, dodging the flaming punch that came later.

Fang Cai Leng Zhu saw that the bones of the fire were so hard that he couldn't cut them off, so he thought about capturing the thief and capturing the king first, and he had also heard that all the thoughts of the Corpse Pulling Sect were used on the corpse slave, so his own defense and attack power were extremely poor, as long as the ghost rune face man was killed, then the fire that no one controlled would have no combat effectiveness.

How do you know, this ghost-faced man's reaction was so fast, and he released the protective shield in advance, and the defensive ability of this protective shield was also extremely perverted, blocking his avalanche and completely blocking his offensive intention.

"Hehe, you want to sneak attack me, if the people of our Corpse Pulling Sect are so easy to kill, then how can we dominate the martial arts back then and become an evil that everyone fears. The ghost-faced man said with a smile.

It seems that the way to capture the thief and capture the king first has been completely blocked, and now if you want to cross the river, you can only find a way to kill this Huolie. Leng Zhu thought secretly.

"Corpse slave, go up and cut him. The ghost-faced man said to the flames.

Huo Li's body squatted, his right foot hit the ground, and the whole person swooped towards Leng Zhu, and smashed it towards Leng Zhu with a fist that had no skin and flesh and only bones.

Leng Zhu's internal force shook, rose from the ground, dodged the fierce blow of the fire, and then raised the sword in the air.

Lingshuang Aoxue.

The sword in Leng Zhu's hand quickly became frosty, and the frost continued to spread, forming a huge ice sword, Leng Zhu slashed the giant sword into a semicircle and slashed towards the flames.

Huo Lie looked at the giant sword, pulled his right foot back half a step, leaned forward slightly, and his fists came out together, slamming into the ice sword, and the ice sword shattered in an instant.

Countless fragments fell on Flame's body, instantly corroding the flesh beyond his skull, and now Flame was a skeleton with a human head.

Looking at the flame's appearance, Leng Zhu couldn't help but let out a sneer, "It turns out that your fatal point is your head." ”

Then, Leng Zhu reversed the sword in his hand, the tip of the sword was pointing downward, and the whole person fell towards the ground, and the long sword in his hand was deeply inserted into the ground.

Frozen.

Frost instantly formed under his feet, and then quickly spread, spreading to the feet of the Flame and the Ghost Talisman Man, instantly sealing the Flame Flame, and layers of frost condensed on the Ghost Talisman's protective shield.

Spring and white snow.

As soon as the cold bamboo sword turned, an even colder and more cold sword light slashed towards the flaming head, and then the body fluttered, following the sword light to sweep forward at a rapid speed.

Just when the sword was about to slash the head of the fire, the right hand of the fire, which was originally frozen, moved, and as soon as he grasped the sword, the sword exploded instantly, and the fire was also rushed out by this huge energy and slid out behind him.

But at this moment, another sword burst out from the raging energy and slashed towards the flames.

Blaze couldn't react, so he could only do so and watch the sword slash towards his head.

However, the sword did not stab the flaming skull, but only cut off his right ear by the roots.

Leng Zhu's eyes condensed slightly, and he looked at the ghost-faced man who was surrounded by frost, "Divine Soul Attack?"