In the dark night, there was a footstep that was very light, walking slowly, so light that people could not notice.

The rickety old man's earlobes were turning, and the wind and rain were noisy, and he couldn't tell the specific location of this person.

"Six days ago, the artifact of Kongsang Mountain was born, but a strange thing happened at the same time not far from the bottom of the mountain. Isn't it okay for someone to detect your methods and continue to live as an ordinary mortal for the rest of your life?"

The man's voice was hoarse, mixed with the sound of wind and rain and could not be heard clearly. But it's certainly not three feet away.

The faint true qi condensed and the wound closed, the sword mark on his chest gradually stopped the injury, and the black blood stopped flowing out and scabbed. The rickety old man coughed a few times and said flatly, "I don't know what you're talking about." ”

"Do you think it's useful to pretend to be confused by now? The man shouted in the night.

The rickety old man sighed, "You came early in the morning, but you watched them die from afar. ”

"'Humans and demons' are in trouble, and they are famous! I always want to see how much power is left. ”

"So, you saw that?"

The rickety old man raised his head, his tousled hair revealing his withered face. This person is a little similar to Boss Lu in the Wilderness Tea House six days ago, but at this time, he is more like he is in his twenties, and he is in his last years.

"It's a pity to see it, my heart is broken, but I don't die! Yunhuang rumors that people and demons have come back from the dead many times, it seems that there are really some methods, I wonder if this method has deceived many ignorant fools?" the man sneered.

Even the sound of the wind and rain seemed to have lost its proper existence in an instant.

The cold black mist quickly spread in all directions, and a faint cry quickly enveloped Lu Wu's body. The black fog is like an abyss, enclosing the six senses and swallowing everything, and where it spreads, the heavens and the earth are eclipsed and the vitality is withered.

A sword qi tore through the abyss and pierced through the depths!

Lu Yu's withered hand shook open, and the wooden staff was blown to pieces by the invisible sword qi with a "bang", and the soles of his feet slipped back and retreated five or six steps uncontrollably.

The black mist scrambled and tried to calm the torn place, and the sword qi seemed to cut off the space and isolate both ends, allowing the black mist to disperse and roll, and the remnants of the sword path could not be dissolved for a long time.

Lu Xuan's body stopped, and his left eyes widened suddenly, what kind of sword qi is this kind of power, it is the True Yuan Sword Gang! This person is clearly profound, and he is an authentic sword master!

"'Heaven and Earth are extinguished, Xuan Xuan Ren Ghost', I don't know which word killer in 'Night' is Your Excellency?" Lu Disaster asked in a deep voice into the night.

The man snorted coldly but didn't answer him: "Death is coming, ask the ghost!"

Another sword slash shook the black mist, and the torn fault was the only trajectory that could be captured.

Lu Cao's two withered hands grabbed from the void, and the two black mist condensed and condensed in the palm of his hand, glowing with a dark light, and the sword gang and the light were intertwined with a piercing sound. Lu Yu's old face became more and more pale, his lips were overflowing with blood, and his body was swept away.

A figure swept through the black mist, and he could vaguely see a vague shadow as he hooked his eyes. The figure was extremely fast, and pointed at the back of the sword point... The sword qi penetrated his body, Lu Yu's face changed greatly, and his whole body trembled, and the corners of his cracked mouth suddenly hooked a strange arc smile.

The rickety's body exploded out of thin air with a "bang", overflowing and spreading into pitch-black smoke. A grimace emerged from the smoke, smirking at the man behind him.

"Sickness—"

The man's fingertips slashed out the sword and shredded the ghost's face.

In the black mist, the old voice shouted, "Ten thousand ghost flags!"

A black cane appeared in Lu Shu's hand, the staff was nine feet high, and the black cloth gray rod had strange white embossing on it. The relief pattern is like a ghost painting, and the inner and outer six layers are arranged in a circle, and the runes are distorted and cannot be seen clearly. In the center of the ring was a hideous, ugly grimace.

Lu Yu sprayed a mouthful of essence blood on the flag, chanting a spell to sacrifice the black flag, the pitch-black banner cloth emitted a faint black glow, and the surrounding black mist turned into a ghost mist, gradually emitting a disgusting fishy smell.

The white embossed lines rotated on the flag, and more dense black smoke quickly spread from the black flag, and for a while, the world was fishy, and the sound of ghosts crying wolves was faintly heard!

The man's eyes were like lightning, he could hear and see clearly, and he scolded bitterly: "Ten thousand ghost flags! You have actually refined ten thousand ghost flags!"

"Click-click-click-click-"

There was a piercing sound of bones bursting from the black flag, and the grimace in the banner had bloody eyes and red pupils, and it actually came out of it.

The yin soul is condensed, and the phantom white bones are born.

This grimace is tall and white, like a huge black bull covered in white bones. There are six triangles on his head, and three pairs of bloody eyes are as strong as lanterns, emitting a bleak red light!

Lu Yu shouted: "Six-eyed Ghost King, tear him up!"

The six-eyed ghost king moved when he heard the sound, opened his white bone fangs and screamed and hurt his eardrums, it flew around in the air, and the six-eyed blood pupils stared at the ghost mist and leaned over and pounced fiercely on that side.

The six-eyed ghost king is menacing, and the man is no longer clumsy. A sword light was drawn from the ghost mist, and the crystal green light gathered but did not disperse, even this deep ghost mist could not hide its existence.

This is a long sword, the sword body is three feet in the hand, the figure of the person is arrogant, and it moves like thunder in an instant!

The blade of the sword slashed at the bones, and burst out of the sparks with a piercing sound.

Lu Wu's dry eyes reflected a bright light, and he couldn't help but say: "Good sword!"

The six-eyed ghost king ate a sword and castrated, and after shaking it a few times, it was fine. The Ghost King smirked, and then slammed into him.

The man flew back, gritted his teeth and scolded: "Sacrifice the living to accumulate grievances and enter the flag, this kind of power has killed 600 living beings, not to mention the destruction of 600 living beings!

Lu Yao's face was hideous, and the corners of his mouth coughed up blood, and the sacrifice of such evil things was to use his own longevity to urge. A few tricks will lead to backlash, and at the moment he is almost out of oil and the lamp is dry, how dare he be distracted in the slightest.

In the blink of an eye, under hundreds of swords, that person couldn't bargain in front of the Six-Eyed Ghost King. He was angry and scolded in his heart, and the essence of his body was slowly eroded by the ghost mist, and he began to gasp slightly.

A sword turned horizontally into the remnants of the sword path, leaving dozens of floating sword shadows out of thin air. The sword shadow emitted a sword sound and trembled slightly, converging into three high-speed resonant sword gangs, and the sword gang slashed at the top of the six-eyed ghost king's head with a "click" to cut off a corner.

Lu Disaster's face fused, and a mouthful of blood spurted on the banner rolled in his throat. The six-eyed ghost king's aura became weird, and he turned into a mist illusion and dodged the sword gang's aftermath, and instantly condensed again and directly hit the man's chest.

The power of the blow weighed more than a thousand pounds! The man's ribs in his chest snapped, he snorted, and flew out upside down.

——————

In the world beyond the ghostly fog, the wind is raging, and the sky continues to rain heavily.

The boy got up from the ground, and the sadness and fear in his heart made him collapse and despair, as if he wanted to tear his little body apart completely!

The aftersound in his ears echoed the words of the old man:

"Qing said Qing, Ming said Ming, ethereal seconds I know Qingming, delusion must be broken triple Qing!

Again, the six gods are insensitive.

Twice, groggy as if asleep.

Three times, the stagnant turbulence of the whole body was inexplicably pulled, and the diversion was smooth.

Four times, the heart is calm and the mind is clear.

Five times, he exhaled, opened his eyes and woke up...

"Dead... All dead... Blame me, blame me for being bad, blame me for being useless! Blame me for not being able to protect you properly!" Yang Yifan knelt on the ground and kowtowed frantically in an unknown direction. His white forehead was stained with rubble and blood came out, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, crying into tears.

"Woo woo ~ sir, sir..."

Yang Yifan choked and wiped his tears, but there was no response, he raised his head, and looked around with the faint light of the fire, there was no old man in the dilapidated house, and there was a faint sound of metal clashing outside the house.

The man twisted his body from mid-air, leaned on his sword and landed safely, without losing his arrogant demeanor.

Lu Xuan shook his head, and the sharp pain in his chest made people more sober. His mouth and nose were bleeding, his eyes and ears were oozing blood, and his whole body looked like a squeezed dried corpse, with withered flesh and dead ashes all over the place.

The condition of the two is obvious.

The man spat on the bloody phlegm and sneered angrily: "Strong bow and crossbow, dying and struggling! I will call you, a human demon, die under this sword!

The man raised his sword above his head, and the long sword shot straight into the sky! His hands quickly sealed in front of him, and the handprints changed faster and faster, until only a staggered afterimage remained.

In the sky of night, the dark clouds in the territory of Baili were pulled by an inexplicable force to hover and roll from the center in all directions, and the clouds sank and collapsed abruptly, gradually making a dull sound.

Suddenly, a dazzling silver light, a lightning bolt lit up, and the heavens and the earth were like day...

"Boom—"

A thunderclap tore through the sky with a bang, slashing down from the collapse of the clouds.

The thunderbolt struck the floating sword, and the thunder trail shook back the eerie mist that rushed into the man's body. In an instant, the man's whole body was full of brilliance, and the thunder and lightning all over his body showed purple and green light!

The ghostly ghost mist made a crying and wailing sound, squeaking and emitting green smoke, and the six-eyed ghost king quickly flew away in fear and didn't dare to lean on it for half a minute.

Lu Yu looked up at the sky vision, and then looked at the person's body, his left eye shrunk a little, and he said in surprise: "Spiritualization?

The man flew into the air, drew his sword in his right hand, and dragged it down from the void. The clouds that shook and collapsed in the sky were once again swept away by a huge amount of energy, and this time it was pulled by the sword momentum, and it was actually a ten-zhang thick and deep Nine Heavens Divine Thunder that exuded infinite purple light!

The man roared sharply: "Xuantian Absolute Brake, Nine Yao Thunder Light, Divine Might, lead it with a sword——"

Lu Yu was shocked and lost his voice: "Jiuyao Thunder Light Sword! You, you are actually a disciple of the Cangli Sword Sect..."