Dirt and rocks kept falling from the top, and the ink shadow suddenly shouted, "Hurry up, get out of here!"

When the words fell, the ink shadow was already caught by Luo Ming Gongzi and jumped a few feet, and in the blink of an eye, he was more than three feet away from the half-hidden stone gate outside the Hidden Sword Hall, but he didn't know that the stone gate suddenly closed quickly, and only one person could pass through. Before he had time to think, Mo Ying took out a "black jade clay" from his arms and stuffed it into the mouth of Luo Ming Gongzi.

The feet also exerted force again, exerting the speed to the extreme, condensing the hands of heaven and earth, and threw Luo Ming Gongzi forward, Luo Ming Gongzi's body just passed through the gap of the stone gate, and flew towards the outside of the Tibetan Sword Hall, and the stone gate was completely closed together at this moment.

Turning around, Mo Ying saw that the lighthouse that was still lit in the Hidden Sword Hall was instantly extinguished, and the entire Hidden Sword Hall fell into darkness.

Then there was the sound of arrows flying in his ears, and under Ling Yan's demon pupils, he saw that the wall was originally a heavy blue brick wall, and countless black holes appeared at some point, and in each black hole, he could clearly see a bow and crossbow, which were constantly shooting countless arrows towards all parts of the hall.

The arrows scurried irregularly, and the entire Hidden Sword Hall instantly turned into a battlefield for night attacks. Fortunately, the people who stayed in the Hidden Sword Hall were all masters, and although the arrows were flying wildly for a while, it was not enough for these people to be shot in an instant.

Zhao Qiankun moved, a sword master after immeasurable, read into the sea of knowledge, the vitality of heaven and earth condensed all over his body, turning into countless sword shadows to protect his body, and the sharp arrows could not hurt him in the slightest......

Li Xuanchu moved, although Fu Zheng Pavilion lived under the definition of Li Chengan's words, but it was by no means in vain, with the recitation of the talisman, the runes were wrapped around the whole body, emitting halos of different colors, gathering together, and every time the arrow hit, it made a "ding" crisp sound, and fell to the ground......

Even Li Xuanchu's masked male disciple moved, although his cultivation realm was not high, his body was dexterous and changeable, and he was able to skillfully dodge the flying arrows this time......

There were also two people in the audience who did not move, one was the Ink Shadow, who stayed at the stone gate, so that the place seemed to have been missed by the designer of the mechanism, and the arrows could only reach a foot in front of his feet.

One is the old man who came with the deposit with Luo Ming Gongzi, the old man is still drooping his head, it seems that he has been tortured too hard, and he has not opened his eyes until now.

And Tie Lao Sun stood beside him, the color of fire filled his body, covering the two of them, and the arrows could not penetrate this super shield.

Mo Ying stared at the various supernatural powers of these cultivators in front of him, and his heart was filled with incomparable yearning, thinking that he was a fateful person, his gaze showed incomparable firmness.

At this moment, he heard Tie Lao Sun shouting: "Luoxiao, you old boy, are you dead?" Open your eyes, this place is about to collapse, do you really want to die here?"

As soon as the old blacksmith's words fell, Mo Ying saw that the old man, known as Luo Xiao, slowly opened his eyes. Seeing an incomprehensible smile on Lao Tiesun's face, he whispered, "You Dragon Sword...... As soon as it comes out, it will be ...... by loess Buried, the blacksmith took care of my son, and if he survived, let him go to Jiuxiufang. ”

Just as Luo Xiao finished speaking, a white light suddenly appeared in the air, like a heavenly pillar, shooting straight down from the top of the Hidden Sword Hall, illuminating the entire Hidden Sword Hall again.

At this moment, the top of the sword place began to collapse, and the earth, sand and gravel and indistinguishable things that fell one after another fell on the ground, instantly piling up into small dirt bags, and the speed was getting faster and faster......

Luo Xiao's eyes widened suddenly, and he understood what it meant next. As the old pavilion master of Fengming Pavilion, the person of Sword Guardian Villa, he knows the secret of this, the sword is moved, no one here can escape, unless there is a miracle, but a miracle? He has long not believed in miracles......

Suddenly pushed away Tie Laosun, and Luo Xiao bombarded Li Xuanchu.

The speed was so fast that he arrived in front of Li Xuanchu in the blink of an eye, Li Xuanchu was frightened by this sudden change, and hurriedly made a move to parry, but he was still a step too slow. Although he avoided this fateful blow, his body was still stumbled by Luo Xiao's force, and his feet moved, stepping on the muck that fell from the top surface. He turned his head to look, his eyes burst into light, and he lifted up with one foot, and a piece of muck was picked up, and then kicked out in the direction of Luoxiao.

The fragments were driven by his strong leg wind and flew towards Luo Xiao, like countless flying knives shooting towards Luo Xiao. Seeing that Luo Xiao had no way to hide. At this moment, Tie Laosun also moved, he tore the clothes on his body hard, threw it with one hand, and the thin clothes flew like a spiritual snake, penetrating the "Flying Knife Array" in the blink of an eye, and opened rapidly, like a shield wall, blocking all the flying knives, and then slapped it towards Li Xuanchu is palm, Li Xuanchu withdrew to dodge, but made another move to meet the attack, and the two quickly tore together......

Seeing this scene, Zhao Qiankun moved in seconds, he raised his sword and stabbed towards Luo Xiao, he knew in his heart that Luo Xiao's actions to Li Xuanchu showed that he had never thought of escaping from here, and there was no way here, if he wanted to escape, there was no other way except that the pillar of light was the only way to live.

But although this Luo Xiao was tortured and consumed a lot of physical strength, who would dare to underestimate the pavilion master of this Fengming Pavilion? Especially a person with a heart of death, his purpose is very simple, he is a clear-eyed person who understands it, delay time, and let everyone be buried in this Hidden Sword Hall.

Even if this is not the case, then his thoughts are at least for himself and Li Xuanchu.

The instinct to survive is vividly displayed at this moment, and the darkness and persistence of human nature are also released to infinity at this moment.

Zhao Qiankun's sword was very fast, very accurate, and very strange, so fast that Luo Xiao was powerless to parry, and it was accurate enough that a sword pierced Luo Xiao's arms, and after Luo Xiao's arms were pierced, the bright red blood of the two hands just came out, and it formed a red ice cube, Luo Xiao's eyes widened, and he said with a face full of fear: "Ice curse!"

"You know it's too late. After Zhao Qiankun finished speaking, another sword was slashed out, and seeing that this sword was about to stop Luo Xiao and cut it in half, Tie Laosun shouted, and then flew to block, but he was still half a beat slower.

Seeing that a tragic scene was about to happen, it was too late, it was too fast, and a red sword light shot out, blocking Zhao Qiankun's sword violently, and then a young man floated over.

"Beast Teng Sword, are you again?" Zhao Qiankun was furious.

Mo Ying smiled lightly and said, "You hate me very much, I know, just because I asked about Lan Yu, you are hesitant in your heart?"

"Joke, who are you?" said that, without waiting for Mo Ying to answer, Zhao Qiankun grabbed his sword and stabbed at Mo Ying.

The ink shadow did not dare to fight, and the Xuanbu phantom cast it at his feet, and his body was strange like a ghost, bypassing under Zhao Qiankun's sword, and stabbing towards Li Xuanchu's masked man with a strange swimming posture.

No one expected that this young man would choose to dodge with the Beast Teng Sword in his hand, and when he dodged, he didn't forget to sneak attack one of the weakest?

The masked man only had the power to protect himself, but when he received the sudden blow of the ink shadow, he was hit by a sword in his body, fell to the ground on his back, and let out a piercing howl: "Ah!"

Li Xuanchu was in a hurry, and was about to step forward, Tie Laosun saw this best time, and a burst punch directly hit Li Xuanchu's body, Li Xuanchu flew out in an instant, and smashed down beside his apprentice impartially, a violent cough came, and blood flowed from his mouth.

He looked at Tie Lao Sun with some disbelief and said, "I didn't expect you to win so easily!"

"You overestimated yourself and underestimated this young man with a beast in his hand, he let me win the fighter, you go die!"

At this moment, Tie Laosun was like a judge, standing in front of Li Xuanchu, and was filling in Li Xuanchu's name in the book of life and death.

He approached step by step, the dust and sand that kept falling from the top fell at his feet, and it didn't stop his pace, he wanted to kill Li Xuanchu, for his son, for his grandson, and for the entire Tang Empire.

Seeing Tie Laosun approaching step by step, Li Xuanchu suddenly felt like he was sitting in an ice cellar, he looked at Zhao Qiankun who was standing with a sword at this time, he knew why Zhao Qiankun stopped attacking after stabbing the young man with a sword.

He understands Zhao Qiankun, this person is desperate for his life, looking at the situation in front of him, he is powerless even if he does it again, and the entire dilapidated Tibetan Sword Hall may collapse at any time, he is thinking, thinking about how to escape from here.

As for the lives of him and his apprentices, in Zhao Qiankun's eyes, they were just two ants. Li Xuanchu felt sad in his heart, but he still spoke: "Qiankun wait, save me!"

Zhao Qiankun also looked at him with contempt, and suddenly threw the long sword in his hand towards the pillar of light, the long sword flew away, he jumped forward, reached out and grabbed it, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and flew away in the direction of the pillar of light.

Li Xuanchu's face was incredible, he didn't expect that the moment when he broke the seal of the Dragon Sword was also the moment when his Fu Pavilion died.

Suddenly, he looked up and smiled, and muttered to himself: "Li Chengxi, after all, you won, and I, Fu Zhengge, am so stupid as to compete with a dead person, stupid, stupid, stupid! All this is the old man's own fault, and the old man will give his life to you, the old blacksmith! I beg you to take my apprentice away." ”

After that, he raised his right palm, and the vitality in his palm was full of vitality, if this palm was slapped, Li Xuanchu would definitely die on the spot......

"Master, don't! don't......" The masked male disciple hurriedly stopped.

Li Xuanchu was stunned for a moment, and said with an unprecedented smile on his face: "Leng Ao, live, find your junior sister Ruoliu, they won't let you go so easily, live, remember to live!"

The masked man couldn't stop crying, and he nodded desperately.

Li Xuanchu said again: "If anyone can take you out of here, you must remember to accompany him for the rest of your life, not to betray and be disloyal, or not to die for the teacher." ”

The masked man was silent, nodding desperately and then shaking his head.

Seeing this, Tie Lao Sun stopped and said: "You must arrive, I will not take you away, the ancestor of the blacksmith forged this dragon sword, is it a blessing or a curse The old blacksmith doesn't want to look at it anymore, the blacksmith is tired!"

"Why are you seniors! Hurry up, if you don't leave, it's too late!"

As soon as Mo Ying's words fell, the entire top surface collapsed rapidly, and the pillar of light shining down from the top surface was gradually shrinking and becoming smaller......

"The young man's surname is Mo, and you are very similar to your father!" Tie Laosun asked anxiously.

"Yes! The junior Mo Ying is the same as the general Mo Yan!"

After Mo Ying finished speaking, Tie Laosun suddenly let out a few laughs, the laughter was full of relief, and said casually: "The sky has eyes, the son of the old man is still in the world, the blacksmith has something to entrust, and I also ask the son to take care of my grandson Sun Qin on his behalf!"

Mo Ying nodded, and was about to ask something, who expected that it was a pillar of light that could still pass through alone, and it immediately contracted, Mo Ying felt bad, resolutely got up, read into the sea of knowledge, and shot the beast sword in his hand towards the pillar of light. The Beast Teng Sword let out a hiss, burrowing into the pillar of light, and the white pillar of light was instantly filled with red, no longer shrinking.

Seeing this, Mo Ying suddenly pulled up the masked man, and a dragon flew up like a swimming dragon rising into the air, heading towards the pillar of light......

There was the laughter and collapse of Li Xuanchu and the old blacksmith behind the ears, at this moment the hidden sword hall of His Excellency Youlong was completely submerged in the loess, and at this moment there was no Youlong Pavilion on the map of the Tang Empire, and even Youlong Villa would become a legend......

Outside the collapsed Hidden Sword Hall, a group of soldiers were tightly surrounding a group of people, all of them with fierce faces......