Seeing Yin Feng disappear, he looked at the blood on the ground that had not yet dried. The ink knife can finally determine the existence of the rule.

This is the method he thought of, killing immortals by Yin Feng's hand, and killing Yin Feng by borrowing rules, killing two birds with one stone.

It's just that this method is too vicious, too ruthless, and too unexpected.

For a moment, everyone didn't even react.

Knowing that Yin Feng had disappeared for a long time, the group of people he brought with him woke up.

The moment they woke up, the crowd stared at the ink knife with red eyes, eager to devour the ink knife alive. Everyone showed their blades.

"Kill him!

"Despicable! Kill him!"

"Peel him to the bone!"

"Cut off his head!"

All of a sudden, the invective was incessant. Everyone's eyes were full of anger and they vowed to kill Modao.

In their hearts, Modao is a heinous person, a person who has died innocently, and an enemy of them all. But they forgot that it was they who wanted to kill the ink knife first.

The ink knife did this just to save his life.

But these are no longer important, these people just want to kill the ink knife at the moment to avenge Yin Feng.

That's what they think, and that's what they do. All of a sudden, the crowd swarmed up and surrounded the ink knife.

Those immortals who fell to the ground and were seriously injured, when they saw Yin Feng being killed at the beginning, they were extremely windy, and they felt that they were finally saved.

But when they saw clearly, how the ink knife killed Yin Feng. My heart trembled violently, and a heart that had just been reborn instantly fell to the bottom.

They never thought that the person in front of them, whom they regarded as the savior, and who they were willing to be the boss, would do such a thing.

They don't think the ink knife is despicable.

They have never done such a thing as a trick.

They just couldn't believe that the ink knife was using their own companions, immortals.

In their opinion, the ink knife is too ruthless, and with such a person, maybe one day he will be used and killed inexplicably.

Therefore, people like Modao, they really dare not follow anymore.

At this moment, all the immortals were thinking in their hearts, after the Ink Knife was victorious, how to break away from the Ink Knife, or drive the Ink Knife out of their organization.

Of course, this is only an afterthought, and it is not certain whether they will be rescued or not.

The crowd instantly surrounded the ink knife in the middle, and the moment the ink knife was surrounded, everyone poured out of their lifelong learning.

Now, there is no one left to spare.

Especially the six people who fought against the ink knife at the beginning, they regretted it in their hearts at the moment. They felt that if they hadn't kept their strength, they would have killed Modao earlier. Then Yin Feng will not make a move, let alone be killed by trickery.

"It's all my fault!" said one of them with tears in his eyes, and the one he wanted to die at the moment was himself.

"No! Blame me! If I had used all my strength earlier, this would not have happened. Another said.

"It's me useless!" said the man who had his arm cut off by the ink knife.

"Don't say it, it's too late to say anything now, kill him! Avenge Brother Yin!" The last man gritted his teeth, his eyes full of murderous intent.

In an instant, dozens of long swords came straight towards the ink knife, and those who only watched were dazzled.

And a sword is faster than a sword, and a sword is more tricky than a sword.

Even if the ink knife relies on the body method, it is very difficult to dodge.

Gradually, wounds began to appear on his body.

Therefore, the ink knife did not just dodge as it did when facing the enemy at the beginning.

This time, the ink knife began to swing the knife to fight back, even if he was injured, he had to strike.

Modao wants to fight his way out, and at this moment he has no reason to stay here, Modao decides to escape!

The broken knife is in the hand, the ink knife swings the knife and slashes left and right, and by the body method, the broken knife dances to the wind. But his moves are too simple, although he can barely resist a few times with his body technique, but after a long time, he was quickly figured out, and he dodged the knife very calmly.

Anxiety, anger, these emotions never appear on the body of the ink knife.

In the face of the ink knife besieged by everyone, he was extremely calm. Because he knew that in addition to calmness, all other emotions would affect his movements, slow his steps, and dull his knife.

Suddenly, a long sword stabbed at the back of the ink knife. The figure of the man rolled like a poisonous snake out of a hole.

At this moment, the ink knife was facing away from the man, and a long sword happened to be stabbed in front of him.

At this moment, the ink knife is not hiding, and it is not hiding either.

If you dodge the sword in front of you, you will definitely show a flaw behind you, but if you dodge the sword behind you, the person in front of you will definitely take the opportunity to change his move and pose a threat to him.

Two long swords came in an instant, at this critical juncture.

The ink knife suddenly turned around, and at the same time leaned forward, swinging the knife with his right hand with the force of rotation, blocking the long sword behind him, and at the same time swinging his left arm out and hitting the wrist of the person in front of him.

"Yan anti. While making this action, Mo Dao unconsciously said in his heart.

With one blow, the two long swords in front and behind were dissolved. Although this may seem like a simple move, it is much more difficult to do than it seems.

It is not only necessary to grasp the timing, but more importantly, to control the coordination of the body to a certain extent. Otherwise, the moment you turn around, your body will instantly lose your balance, and at that time, you don't need to make a move from others, and the ink knife will throw itself to the ground.

The crowd that has been besieging the ink knife has been shocking to see the ink knife make such a counterattack.

Because all along, the ink knife is a straight swing to split, although it will also use the body to swing the knife, but it is also a simple way, and it is very easy to dodge.

But this time is different, this move of the ink knife can already be regarded as a move.

This made those who besieged the ink knife puzzle why the ink knife suddenly understood martial arts.

Although they were puzzled, those people were only surprised for a moment before continuing to besiege Modao.

At this moment, after turning around before, the ink knife suddenly found that he could control his body better and easier.

Every time I dodge the sword, I will unconsciously come up with some moves that can be used against the enemy.

With these moves, the Ink Knife began to become more handy when dealing with the crowd in front of him, and although it was not yet to the point where it could easily kill them, at least it was no longer so easy to get hurt.

Slash, turn. Not only is the hand knife broken, but the ink knife also exerts the limbs to the extreme, using both hands and feet.

For a moment, it was difficult for those besieging to get close.

Those who besieged the ink knife became more and more frightened and surprised the more they fought.

Because the ink knife is not only flexible at the moment, but also always uses moves that they have never seen before, although those moves do not seem to be very detached, but because of the strange body of the ink knife, they feel that some tricks are unbearable for a while.

At this time, the ink knife was completely immersed in the change of this move, and it felt smoother at the same time as every swing of the knife.

And the ink knife faintly felt that the knife in his hand no longer seemed to be a dead thing, but a person, a living soul.

This feeling is something that the ink knife has never felt before.

"Master, it's not good!" said to Jing Changqing, who was meditating at the end of the day, in a panic. He gasped for air, and his face was even more bloody. Looks embarrassed.

"What's wrong. Jing Changqing didn't look at it, still closed his eyes, and asked out loud in a hurry.

And beside Jing Changqing, there was a person standing at this moment, his eyes were indifferent, and there was no expression on his face, wrapped in a white robe, with a thin sword behind his back.

Looking closely, his face was nine points similar to Yin Feng.

When he saw the original, a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared again in just a moment.

Yin ...... Yin Feng, you're looking for trouble with us again. Yuan Chu said loudly: "Please also ask the master to come to the rescue!"

"Got it, you go down. Jing Changqing was still unhurried, and a pair of eyes never opened, and he agreed very casually and ignored the original. It's as if I didn't pay attention to what I said at the beginning.

took a deep look at Jing Changqing, and a trace of coldness flashed in his original eyes that was not easy for others to notice. It seems that Jing Changqing has long expected this reaction.

Yuan Chu hurriedly said, "Master, the immortal who injured the Great Elder is also there, I'm worried...... Worried about Senior Brother Yin, he ...... "The words are general, but the original suddenly stopped, as if he didn't dare to say any more, and lowered his head as if he wanted to speak and stopped.

"Hmph!" Jing Changqing hadn't opened his mouth yet, but the young man on the side snorted coldly. "Do you mean Feng'er will be in danger?"

"No...... That's not what it means. Seeming to be very afraid of the man in front of him, Yuan Chu said with a timid expression.

"What are you talking about!" Suddenly, Jing Changqing, who had been closing his eyes and always had an indifferent expression, let out a loud sigh, and a pair of eyes had also opened, waiting for Yuan Yuan who was kneeling in front of him.

"Who do you say!" he asked.

"That'...... The immortal who hurt the Great Elder. It was the man in black with a broken knife in his hand. Hara Chu replied.

"Not good!" Jing Changqing listened to the original description, sighed, turned over and stood up, with a nervous look on his face: "Where is it?"

"I'll take you. Seeing Jing Changqing get up, Yuan Chu immediately said, and then he also stood up and prepared to lead the way.

Just as the two of them were about to rush to the place where the ink knife was, the young man who had been beside Jing Changqing suddenly said, "Master, are you thinking too highly of him, he can't be Feng'er's opponent." As he spoke, the man looked disdainful.

"You don't know him. Jing Changqing only said this sentence, and then he didn't stop and went to the place where the ink knife was.

Looking at Jing Changqing's back, the man pondered for a moment, and finally followed.

Soon the group came to the place where the ink knife was.

When he came here, Jing Changqing saw immortals who had been cut all over the ground. Looking at them, Jing Changqing let out a long breath, and it seemed that the heart that had been hanging for a moment finally landed.

The man had an expression that he knew it would be like this.

At this time, Jing Changqing also saw a group of people besieging Modao.

But that group of people, although there are many people, there is no way to hold the ink knife. However, the ink knife that is trapped in the middle can occasionally fight back and hurt people.

"I was not mistaken. Looking at the besieged ink knife, a smile appeared on Jing Changqing's face.

"What about Feng'er?" the man on the side, after looking for a while, didn't find Yin Feng and asked out loud.

At this time, Jing Changqing also discovered that Yin Feng didn't seem to be here. However, he wasn't too worried, because he didn't see Yin Feng's body after looking at it for a long time.

"Let's go chase the fish that slipped through the net. Jing Changqing felt that Yin Feng should be chasing those escaped immortals. He knew very well how ruthless Yin Feng was, so he was not surprised that Yin Feng did such a thing as killing all the immortals.

At this moment, his eyes stayed on the ink knife, and while watching, he couldn't stop nodding, as if he was very satisfied with the ink knife's skills.

"No!" the man said suddenly. He also has a certain understanding of the people in front of him. Because Yin Feng is his younger brother, he knows some of these people. I know that they all hate the fairy very much.

But when those people made a move, their faces were not only hateful, but more sad and angry, as if one of their relatives had been killed, and they were taking revenge.

"Stop!" Suddenly, the man snapped.

He has a huge business, and he has a breathtaking momentum, which only makes people's ears tingle.

The crowd besieging the Ink Knife was already red-eyed, and many of them had almost lost their minds.

But when they heard the voice, they all burst into flames, and then immediately stopped.

Modao also heard that voice, although he didn't know why these people in front of him would stop just because of someone else's words, but this was just an opportunity.

The ink knife rolled over and jumped out of the crowd, and then used his speed to the extreme, turned around and fled.

When the besieging crowd saw that Modao was about to flee, they looked at each other angrily and wanted to stop it, but because of the man's order, no one dared to intervene.

But at this moment, a white figure suddenly flashed by, blocking the path of the ink knife. He struck so fast that he didn't even see the ink knife clearly, and a long sword was already in his throat, and the tip of the sword even cut a bloody mark on his throat.

"One step forward, die. The man said word by word, the killing intent in his eyes was extremely strong, as if he would really kill the ink knife.

Facing the man's long sword pointing at his throat, the ink knife did not move, let alone escape.

It's not that he's afraid of death, but from the man's previous movements, he can know that he is by no means the opponent of the man in front of him.

Running away has become pointless, it will only put him at a disadvantage by the enemy behind his back.

But that doesn't mean the ink knife will sit still.

At this moment, Modao's mind is in a hurry, and he is constantly thinking about this countermeasure. Killing people does not have to be strong in martial arts, a woman with no power to restrain a chicken can also kill a peerless master.

Just find the right time, find the right way.

"Let me ask you, Feng'er. The man walked over to a man and asked aloud.

"Brother Han......" The man only called Brother Han, and tears came out at once.

"It's me who is useless! I am useless when I fail to protect Brother Feng! I am useless!" the man said as he slapped his face with his hand desperately.

"I'll ask you!, Feng'er!" Yin Han asked with a loud sigh. Seeing the man's behavior like this, he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

(End of chapter)