"Where's the Black and White Devil?"

"Kill them as a sacrifice to the souls of the dead!"

"Stepping on the north mang, swear to kill black and white!"

The noisy shouts and shouts have reached the top of the mountain, but Beimang is not small in the end, and it will take some time to find this place.

"If someone wants to kill you and me, just wait for them to come. The white envoy drew out the soft sword, flicked his fingers, and the sound of the sword roared endlessly, like crying.

"Do you really want to do this?" when the black envoy probed last night, he told the white envoy that someone pretended to be the two of him and wantonly slaughtered, in fact, someone had killed people in the name of the two of them a long time ago, although they had been investigating, but there was no result, the murderer left no trace, even if he left a living mouth, he was crazy and stupid, and the dead were all fatal with a knife, and he couldn't see the moves and martial arts used.

"One person, one sword, why be afraid?" the white envoy glanced at him, and heard the noise in the mountains, and the killing intent was even worse.

"Okay, let this Muzhou sect repay the blood debt of the year. The black envoy knew that he had made up his mind, and said no more.

"The sound of the sword is coming from here!"

After a moment's effort, a group of people who were originally like headless flies rushed towards this densely, and this posture was really endless.

"Apprentice, you're just watching from the side. After that, the white envoy walked out step by step, only to see that the people who came in front of the bamboo house were dressed in different costumes, and they were standing in a black place, not to mention that there were seven or eight hundred people, but the north was so big, these people were only a little small standing here.

"Step into Beimang, just stay. ”

A white shadow, standing with a sword, no one saw when he came, and the slaughter engulfed everyone at this moment, as if a sword was hanging above his head, and his breathing couldn't help but be short.

"Donor, we came this time, just to ask, last night's ......" An old monk of Longzhong gave a salute to the white envoy, but, before the words were finished, there was suddenly a blood-stained curved blade in front of him, the curved blade was slashed upward, and the monk was immediately split in half, and the blood continued to infect the ice on the ground like a tide.

Everyone was shocked, but the black envoy didn't know when he mixed behind everyone, and he had beheaded more than ten people silently, only to find corpses all over the ground when he turned around, and he was angry for a while, and he didn't want to say anything more.

"Shaolin and we deal with the black envoy, and the white envoy will be handed over to you!" the head of the Qingxiao faction shouted angrily.

But after all, it is the person who came to participate in the martial arts, although the top master can not be called, but in the end there is still some weight of the figure, the head of the Qingxiao faction and a group of elders, out of the sword array, surrounded the black envoy, and the Shaolin faction saw that their monks and elders were killed, and they couldn't bear it.

The black envoy was not afraid at all, the long sickle danced, and more than ten sharp blades were broken in an instant, and a palm fell, and the eyes, ears, mouth, and nose of the person in the palm were splashed with blood, and at the same time, a side step forcibly penetrated through the empty door of the sword array, and everyone couldn't avoid it, and was cut by the long sickle in an instant, and more than 30 people fell to the ground in an instant.

The black envoy did not have a trace of scars on his body, this level of killing had long been accustomed to him, and the so-called sword formation was like tissue paper to him, which could be broken by turning over his hands.

The more panicked, the more difficult it is to resist, the black envoy is even more killed, the whole body is filled with the energy of Xuanxi, really like a soul messenger, where the sickle passes, no one can live, the ice can not stop this raging energy, pieces of ice chips fall, mixed with blood, but it is so beautiful.

On the other side, the white envoy carried a sword and walked leisurely.

"The devil is going to be arrogant!"

A middle-aged and long-bearded Taoist swung his sword upward, it was the elder of the Kongtong faction, he originally wanted his disciples to stay in the Qingxiao faction together, but there were too many people, and only the elders of the sect were left, so he had to let the disciples stay at the inn at the foot of the mountain temporarily, how did he know that this morning was such bad news, the enemy was in front of him at this moment, how could he bear it!

But......

The white envoy's body bent slightly, and when the blade of the sword almost touched his neck, no one could see it clearly, but he heard a slight explosion, but the hand of the elder of the Kongtong faction holding the sword could no longer be waved, and a blood line appeared on the neck, spreading from the jaw to both sides, and with a pop, the blood rushed the entire head to a foot high.

The splashes of blood fell on the cheeks, just like a woman wearing makeup.

No one even saw how the white envoy made his move, only that he didn't use some kind of witchcraft, and the arrogance of the sects suddenly disappeared, step by step, step by step, face to face, and no one dared to step forward for a while.

Xiao Shu took Fang Jin to stand in the bamboo house, opened a crack in the door and looked secretly, although Fang Jin was very scared, holding Xiao Shu's sleeve tightly, but he couldn't help but squint and peek, although Xiao Shu didn't see it clearly, but he knew that this sword, a style of autumn moon, the key is speed, the sword move has not been opened, the opponent is dead, no wonder the white envoy does not take these people in his eyes,.

The goshawk is not afraid of the finches, and slaughters.

Exhaustion suddenly came to the white envoy's heart, looking at the faces of these people in front of him, their fear, anger, and tiredness, he was too lazy to kill again, looking at the sword in his hand, there was only a sense of absurdity, he was looking for revenge, they were looking for revenge, if he was killing them, I don't know when, there would be a group of people who would come to him for revenge.

"If you want to go, go, don't bother us again. ”

This sentence came in response to the thoughts of these people, I wanted to run away a long time ago, but for the sake of face, it was not good to leave, this is a few cruel words, the future is long, and the death battle at this moment is just a loss of life in vain.

Suddenly, the people besieging the black envoy also stopped, and the black envoy saw the white envoy's lonely eyes and knew that he was tired, not because he was soft-hearted, but tired of killing, sighed, and also withdrew his hand.

"A bunch of waste, just like you talk about martial arts, aren't you a child playing at home?" A waste sound, although the sound was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, and for a while everyone looked around, wanting to see who dared to say such arrogant words.

But I saw a thin line coming from west to east, and when I got closer, I realized that it was actually a sword, and it was going towards the white envoy with the momentum of thunder, and the white envoy did not dodge or dodge at all.

"Bang"

The sword fell into the ice and shattered, blocking straight in front of the white envoy, half a foot deep into the ground, and there was a faint trace of sword qi escaping, spreading into a circular pattern along the ice surface, the sword was three and a half feet long, the sword body was vermilion like fire, covered with dark lines, and it looked like magma flowing from a distance, and the cold blade was like frost and could be broken, this seemingly contradictory feeling was integrated on this sword, making people not feel disobedient at all.

"The famous sword on the rivers and lakes, although I have not seen all of them, but I have also heard of it, this sword is definitely not one of them, but I don't know who it is?"

The white envoy stepped on one foot, the white energy was like a surging wave, scattered in a ring, and the bamboo house shook three times, the long sword was shaken by the strength, and when it was about to bounce up, he saw a person falling from the sky, standing on the hilt of the sword, as if there was the momentum of Mount Tai, and the sword body was forced, and then fell a foot.

"What, even you want to kill me?" the white envoy smiled, cold and charming, a smile and a smile attracted people's hearts, and in a trance, everyone around them forgot the killing a moment ago, as if the person standing in front of him was not the devil, but his long-lovesick lover.

The visitor was wearing a black cloak and a black veil, and he couldn't see who it was at all, but judging from his figure, he should be a tall man, and his skills were extremely high.

"I won't kill you, but you won't live. The man said softly, not at all charmed by the white envoy, but the white envoy could clearly feel that a sword intent locked himself from afar, getting heavier and heavier, if he had the slightest abnormal movement, revealing the empty door, the opponent would take out the sword, and this sword would not be easy to block.

This only aroused the murderous nature of the white envoy, and he clenched the sword in his hand again, there were no more ripples in his heart, and there was only the enemy in front of him in his eyes.

But......

The man, with a sudden retreat, avoided this sword so quickly, but the white envoy knew in his heart that this evasion was not that he was avoided after he took out the sword, but that the other party had insight into his killing intent outburst, and when the sword was about to come out, he had already retreated a point, and flashed the sword at the limit distance.

"Be careful!"

At this moment of stunnedness, there was a call from the black envoy in his ears, but it was too late to react, three capillary long needles, straight stabbed the white envoy's right shoulder, originally if it was an ordinary state, the white envoy could not be secretly calculated to this extent, but the person facing him at this moment had to let him pay full attention, plus the first hand was avoided, and he fell into the plot regardless of one or the other.

"The medicine on my needle, even the wild elephant will fall to the ground for three days, don't say that you are a white envoy, even the Daluo Immortal is like a soft shrimp for a while. "An elder of the Kongtong faction saw that the master of the sect had succeeded in his blow, and knew that this matter was a bit indiscriminate, and if it was spread, it would definitely ruin his reputation, so he hurriedly stood up.

After finishing speaking, he felt that the strong wind swept his face, and the black scythe hit the door directly, but he was stopped by the masked man's sword, which only frightened the elder and almost collapsed to the ground.

"You're going to stop me?" the Black Envoy was a little annoyed.

"You can't help yourself, and I can't help myself, look at it. The masked man said a little lonely, and shook his right hand, which was numb.

"...... you!?" the black envoy knew that something was wrong, but he was helpless, he knew that if the person in front of him really wanted to restrain him, he would not have time to get out to save the white envoy, but why?

"Everyone together, with the help of this master, it will definitely make these two demons pay for their blood debts!" The head of the Qingxiao faction reacted very quickly, and immediately asked all the disciples to surround the white envoy, at this moment the black envoy was restrained by this person, and all he wanted to do was to take down a poisoned white envoy, why was it difficult?

Xiao Shu saw that the situation had taken a sharp turn for the worse, and he couldn't help but become anxious, but what could he do at this moment, the white envoy was his enemy, but why did he worry when he saw him in danger at this moment?

"Master, they're going to be fine, right?" Fang Jin grabbed Xiao Shu's hand tightly, this kind of bloody scene had never been seen before for him, but even so, he still looked at the hand-shaking master who had only taught him for three months.