After Zhao Qiankun finished speaking, the sword in his hand moved......

When anyone can hold the Dragon Sword, the sword has become an evil, and even its name has become evil. Dragons dance wildly, plundering wantonly.

If the dragon in the hands of the wild Xuanye is an unruly fierce dragon, then the dragon in the hands of Zhao Qiankun is an unscrupulous dragon.

The sword in his hand swung at will, and the dragon flew away, letting out a roar of rage, one flew towards the soldiers on the spot, one flew towards the cultivators present, and one flew straight towards the ink shadow.

The strange thing is that these three dragon sword shadows only attack the people he wants to attack, and they are completely selective attacks, so that their hearts follow and their swords move from their hearts.

Moreover, the three dragon sword shadows are not fierce, and the figures of people flying everywhere they pass by, and in an instant, the living soldiers are wailing, and the corpses are all over the ground. The cultivation realm was not weak, and the Ten Swords only had the power to dodge, and there was no counterattack.

On the ink shadow's side, relying on the beast Teng sword in his hand and Xiao Xuanzi's clear and pure cultivation vitality, the dragon sword shadow transformed by Zhao Qiankun's mental power was shattered again and again, but every time the sword shadow was broken, the illusion of the sword shadow was automatically reorganized, and it was all endless......

After dozens of rounds, Ink Shadow and Xiao Xuanzi were exhausted, while the other two Dragon Sword Shadows had completed their attacks and gathered towards Ink Shadow.

Mo Ying shouted in his heart that it was not good, if these two sword shadows reunited or coincided with the one that attacked him, he and Xiao Xuanzi would definitely be splashed with blood on the spot. I really didn't expect Zhao Qiankun to be so powerful, a fellow practitioner of the sword, and all of them have great achievements.

Looking at the dragon shadow that was getting closer and closer, Mo Ying immediately felt a horizontal in his heart, and a sword was slashed out, regardless of whether this sword could resist the sword shadow that was getting closer and closer, he turned around and suddenly slapped a palm on Xiao Xuanzi's body, Xiao Xuanzi only felt a pain on his body, and before he understood what was going on, the thin figure had already flown out upside down.

Looking at the figure that had flown out, Mo Ying grinned at him, and said silently in his heart, Xuanzi, you are still too young, my brother can't even cause you to lose your life......

Xiao Xuanzi twisted his body in the air, and when he looked at Mo Ying, he happened to see his grinning smile, and he was extremely smart, and he immediately understood Mo Ying's approach. He wanted to turn around, but he couldn't gather the ubiquitous Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in the air, he knew that Mo's palm skillfully and skillfully locked his Qi Sea Snow Mountain, and he didn't want to let himself take any more risks.

And what about himself? At the moment when the ink shadow grinned, his back was hit by two dragon sword shadows at the same time, and blood burst out of his mouth, and the person flew out immediately......

I want to save it, but I can't save it.

Xiao Xuanzi's figure quickly collapsed into the mountains and forests, and at this moment, he silently swore in his heart that in the future. No matter who it is, he will not let anyone hurt him again, if the fifth brother dies, he will also use him to replace his own life and kill all the people he wants to kill......

As Mo Ying's body slammed into the ground, everything around him became quiet, and all the people who could stand in the entire Yandang Village except for Zhao Qiankun were Jin Gongzi and his personal entourage.

Zhao Qiankun put away the dragon sword, scattered the vitality in his hand, and said, "Where is the owner of the White Bone Building?"

At this time, a somewhat thin man walked over with his head down, and he saluted respectfully: "Master Hou, my subordinates are here." ”

"Bring these people back and leave them to you, and I hope you won't let me down. ”

After Zhao Qiankun finished speaking, he walked towards Mo Ying step by step, Mo Ying fell to the ground, looking at Zhao Qiankun who was approaching step by step, his original face was disgusting, Mo Ying gritted his teeth, and there was a sharp pain on his body. The blood from the corners of his mouth kept spilling out, and he slowly climbed up with his sword, and the beast sword became the pillar of support in his hand.

His eyes were staring at Zhao Qiankun, without the slightest fear in his eyes. Zhao Qiankun looked at Mo Ying's eyes as cold as a knife, and there was always a flustering smile on his face. He approached the ink shadow and stood up, and said, "I said, you can't take revenge, you just can't take revenge, don't look at me with this kind of gaze, I don't believe that gaze can kill people." Of course you are very good, but unfortunately you and I are not destined to be in the same camp, my son, where did you hide him?"

Mo Ying was silent, and looked at Zhao Qiankun with a provocative gaze, as if to say, you are so awesome, why do you ask me?

Zhao Qiankun suddenly smiled, lifted his right foot and kicked Mo Ying's leg. Mo Ying grinned in pain, and fell to the ground with a stumble. Zhao Qiankun raised his right foot again, stepped on Mo Ying's shoulder with one foot, and said angrily: "It's useless to have a hard mouth, it's not okay to be unconvinced, I have a method that is comparable to torture, you will speak." ”

Mo Ying struggled a few times to stand up, but the strength on Zhao Qiankun's feet was too great, and he tried to struggle a few more times, but to no avail. The humiliation and powerless struggle in a person's heart fell in Zhao Qiankun's eyes, like a dying grasshopper.

"I'll ask you again, do you say yes, where is Zhao Lian?"

"You killed me, and even if you killed me, I wouldn't tell you. Ink Shadow said stubbornly.

"Do you think you can protect that child?" Zhao Qiankun said when he saw that Mo Ying was resolute not to speak, so he thought of the child who flew out.

Ink Shadow suddenly stopped struggling, and he fell silent. He knows that struggling is useless, when people are swords and I am fish and meat, the most important thing is that someone must live, Xiao Xuanzi is still so young, he can't affect him, this beast.

Thinking of this, Mo Ying's heart was extremely firm, if he could exchange his life for Xiao Xuanzi's life, it would be worth it. So he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth and said, "I'll tell you, help me up." ”

When Zhao Qiankun heard this, he didn't hesitate, he moved his leg that was stepping on Mo Ying's shoulder. Mo Ying suddenly felt that the force disappeared, and the person became much more relaxed.

Then he was set up by Zhao Qiankun's two men, and the beast sword fell at his feet. Mo Ying twisted his head, looked around, and then said, "What happened to the child?"

"Looks like he's important to you, don't worry, I'm not going to do anything to him, the people I sent out haven't found him yet. ”

"You ......" Mo Ying felt that Lao Jiang was too spicy, and he was inadvertently deceived.

"Young man, you are too kind, kind people will always be deceived inadvertently, since you have chosen to open your mouth to protect him, this Benhou can satisfy you. Say, where did you hide Zhao Lian?"

Mo Ying looked at Zhao Qiankun and suddenly grinned: "I really don't know, let's talk about it when you catch Xiao Xuanzi." ”

"You ......! You dare to tease Ben Hou?"

"Mutual to each other, I just don't have the strength to stand up and see if what you say is true, sure enough, you are too cunning. ”

Mo Ying laughed out loud after speaking, he didn't know why he was laughing, but looking at Zhao Qiankun's distorted face, he couldn't find any other way but to laugh, and the boundless anger and depression in his heart had suppressed him. At this moment, Mo Ying knew how painful a person's helplessness and powerlessness were, and only then did he understand why he would be scolded by Master Zhuge Wenwu if he said a few more words in Luoyang City?

The path he was going to take was different, different from anyone's. It's a thorny road, it's a thorny road, it's a thorny road, it's going to die at any time, it's going to be a river of blood at any time. If you take a wrong step, what revenge is there to talk about?

No wonder Zhao Qiankun said that he couldn't take revenge? He looked at Zhao Qiankun's originally angry face, which slowly turned calm, and he slowly raised the sword in his hand......

"To say it for the last time, or not to say it?" Zhao Qiankun asked unhurriedly.

Mo Ying saw that the Dragon Sword in Zhao Qiankun's hand was constantly absorbing the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and the Dragon Sword that gathered the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was boiling, and it became a burst momentum, it seemed that this was the last warning he gave himself, he would kill himself, yes, kill himself.

Mo Ying moved slightly, trying to say something, but in the end he couldn't speak, he wanted to quibble, but he couldn't. He wanted to talk nonsense, but he couldn't deceive this old ginger's Zhao Qiankun; he wanted, he wanted a lot, he was unwilling, but everything was too pale in front of strength......

He gave up! Mo Ying gave up! He closed his eyes weakly, waiting for Zhao Qiankun's sword that could tear everything apart......

The wind was blowing in his ears, and the silence around him was as dark as before dawn, and Mo Ying tried to use the last trace of telekinesis to perceive it in the sea of consciousness, and it was blank.

The Nangong Ziyan predecessor he had been longing to see again did not appear, and the sea of knowledge was still misty, but it was as quiet as the deep sea in the early morning.

Mo Ying was desperate, his last trace of thought was desperate, and he instantly remembered a lot: if it weren't for the master, he would have died long ago. If it weren't for his brothers and sisters, his childhood might have been full of sorrow and pain, he would never know the word warmth, if it wasn't for the little master, if it wasn't for the broken cultivation seniors, he would have died many times?

But every death only taught him not to be afraid, but what did he learn? Not every time you reach out, someone will help you? Nor every evil will turn into good fortune?

He thought of the task given to him by his senior brother Lin Leng again, and took his uncle back to Beishan! Mo Ying suddenly felt a thrill in his heart, he realized that he was wrong, and the mistake was to take care of things when he didn't have the ability to be nosy?

Thinking of this, Mo Ying's heart was entangled for a while. He had heard that people who were going to die would think too much because it was the last moment when they would be able to live and think freely, and he couldn't imagine that this was true......

"Father, mother, big brother...... The shadow is not filial and cannot avenge your hatred, so I have come to see you. Ink Shadow gave up completely.

He felt that the sword qi of the Dragon Sword had blown up and cut his hair, and he smiled......

"If you don't give up, no one will try to kill you. It seems that this is just talking, you are a waste. A familiar voice suddenly came from Ink Shadow's ears.

He quickly opened his eyes and saw Uncle Shi's crazy scholar standing behind him at some point. As for when he came, he didn't know, but the voice was the fault of a mad scholar.

Just when the mad pen scholar's voice fell, Zhao Qiankun's sword finally slashed down, and the monstrous sword qi struck towards the top of Mo Ying's head, Mo Ying didn't have time to think, and quickly blocked the beast Teng sword, and the beast Teng sword roared everywhere, actually blocking Zhao Qiankun's fatal sword.

At the same time, Mo Ying felt a steady stream of vitality flowing into the Qi Sea and Snow Mountain, and he knew that it was Uncle Shi's crazy pen scholar behind him, and one of his hands was on his shoulder.

Zhao Qiankun obviously didn't expect that the mad pen scholar was seriously injured and could have such strong skills, so he said: "The scholar is worthy of being a scholar, Ben Hou wants to see how long you can struggle?"

The crazy pen scholar was silent, and suddenly put an idle hand on the shoulder of the ink shadow, and suddenly with a force, a flash of light flashed in the cold eyes of the ink shadow, and the beast Teng sword in his hand made a loud noise, making a loud "bang", and saw Zhao Qiankun's hand holding the dragon sword shake, and the person flew out.

And Uncle Shi's words also came out coldly: "Your son I will take back to Beishan, you can go, your life is not mine." ”