Not long after Lan Lingluo left the shop, a thin man in a green shirt walked into the shop, pointed his sword at the boss and asked, "Have you ever seen a man with a black stick and dressed like me come here?" The boss hesitated for a while, and the man put the sword on the boss's neck and asked again: "Is there any?"

The boss's smiling face looked a little panicked, "Yes, yes, that person is wearing the same green shirt as you, eighteen or nineteen years old, and he is heading towards Tiancang Mountain." The man put away his sword, turned and hurried out the door.

The other side

Lan Lingluo came to Tiancang Pavilion with those questions in his heart, if he could find someone who could make the six sword swinging decisions, he might be able to understand what was going on!

"Who's coming from there?"

Lan Lingluo had unconsciously walked to the Tiancang Pavilion, and a disciple in front of him stopped him and asked.

"Lingyun Pavilion Lan Lingluo came to visit the Pavilion Master, and he wanted to ask for advice on something important, so he was tired of reporting it. Lan Lingluo bowed and said.

Lan Lingluo, the two of them looked a little frightened when they heard the name, and fled to the top of the stairs.

Lan Lingluo was a little puzzled, but when he thought about it, the conversation between the three people in the shop seemed to understand, there was no one to stop him all the way, and there was no one on the stairs.

All the disciples gathered in front of the palace gate, and a man of about twenty stood in front of everyone with a wide-mouthed knife in his hand. It may be that yesterday's events made everyone still afraid to write, and most of them seemed to be reluctant to come forward.

Yan Luo regretted that he came alone, half of the fear and fear in his heart disappeared, and the person in front of him was only seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, nineteen, and the anger in his heart was difficult to calm down when he thought of yesterday's events, and it was not worth it to think that his father would die for such a person.

"You're Lan Lingluo?"

"Exactly, please also recommend the Pavilion Master. ”

"Don't pretend to be garlic here, yesterday people came to hurt my father, what are you doing today?"

Lan Lingluo remembered that the three people in the shop had said that three people in black had come to Tiancang Pavilion yesterday, "I have never met those three people, I don't know them at all, what they did really has nothing to do with me," Lan Lingluo explained.

"Sure enough, it's a small person, I don't dare to admit what I've done, and I still want my Tiancang Pavilion to belong to you, it's really a fool's dream. Yan Luo said angrily.

"Let me ask you, have you ever heard of the Six Sword Swinging Battles?" Lan Lingluo didn't want to explain anything, so he took the opportunity to change the topic and observe that all the weapons brought by the disciples around him were knives!

"Don't open the topic for me, I've never heard of any sword swinging six duels. Yan Luo said angrily.

"In that case, then I will take my leave. "If the son of the Pavilion Lord doesn't know about the Six Sword Swinging Decisions, it means that there is no answer here that Lan Lingluo wants, and there is no point in consuming it any longer. Besides, Yan Luo's expression seemed to be wrong, and the surrounding atmosphere made Lan Lingluo feel a little depressed, and he turned around and was about to leave.

"Fence up, insult my father, insult me Tiancang Pavilion I haven't settled this matter with you! Do you want to leave?" Yan Luo gave an order, and all the disciples surrounded Lan Lingluo.

"I told you, this has nothing to do with me!" Lan Lingluo said lightly with his back to Yan Luo. The dozens of people in front of them all showed fierce eyes, if they insisted on it, maybe they would really end up here today. The matter of the father-in-law has not been clarified, and he has not been able to return his innocence, he can't die here, he has to find a way to get out, Lan Lingluo thought secretly in his heart.

"It has nothing to do with you? Why did those three people just say your name yesterday?Why don't you say other people's names?" At this time, Yan Luo regretted that no matter what Lan Lingluo said, he would not believe it, yesterday's incident made him ugly in front of all the disciples, and more importantly, let his father be humiliated and his majesty swept away, and how to let his father, the pavilion master, establish his prestige in front of his disciples in the future, this is absolutely intolerable.

"I don't even know who those three are, how do you have to believe them?" Lan Lingluo said helplessly.

Speaking of this, the hatred in his heart is not so heavy, "Then what you said yesterday was false."

"I really didn't know those three people yesterday, and I even thought about who I wanted to be my subordinate, and who to let me join me and listen to me! Why can't you understand?" Lan Lingluo was a little anxious in his heart and said that he hurriedly turned around, but fortunately, Lan Lingluo reacted quickly, and the moment he turned around, a sword light descended, and Lan Lingluo immediately took a step back before narrowly dodging.

I saw a man bend his bow halfway, and the knife slashed to the ground, this knife must have used all his strength, and a deep crack appeared on the ground that was slashed by the man's knife, and the stones around the crack were shattered, if it weren't for Lan Lingluo's timely reaction, it would have been halved by now.

I didn't know when this person appeared between Lan Lingluo and Yan Luoxi.

I saw that the man got up slowly, pulled out the knife from the ground and carried it on his shoulder, and glanced at Yan Luo behind him, "Brother, what are you talking to him!"

This person is Yan Luoxi's younger brother Yan Luoyin, who looks seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a pitch-black robe, burly, looks much stronger than Yan Luoxi, his eyes are slightly fierce, and his face is dark, just like the black impermanence in the underworld.

Lan Lingluo was a little uncomfortable when he saw the situation, the situation just now was already difficult for him to get out, coupled with this sudden appearance of Yan Luoyin, is he going to die here today, the thrilling scene just now made Lan Lingluo feel a chill in his back, and he was even more shocked when he thought of the current situation.

"You sent someone to hurt my father!I have to let you taste the consequences!"

Lan Lingluo's left hand was raised back, and the Guizi sword on his back soared out, and his right hand held the scabbard just to block the knife, but underestimating the opponent's strength, Lan Lingluo suddenly took a few steps back.

"There are two hits" Yan Luo Yin couldn't help but say when he saw that the knife did not hurt Lan Lingluo, and then another move.

Lan Lingluo hurriedly pulled out the Guizi Sword, and suddenly the sound of the swords colliding was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, continuous, and the jagged beans of the Guizi Sword and the sound of 'Zila' made by the blade pulling was even more resounding in the sky.

After more than a dozen moves, Yan Luoyin's knife technique gradually became faster, making Lan Lingluo a little in a hurry, and after a few moves, Lan Lingluo's sword-holding hand had been cut two or three times, Lan Lingluo saw a gap, kicked Yan Luoyin back, and opened the distance.

Blood spilled out of the wound, dyeing the cyan sleeves red, but Yan Luoyin's knife could not see the blood, and the blood-drinking knife that had been stained with blood became even more red.

"You're good that you can stop my blood-drinking knife with your sword, but it's a joke that you still want my father to belong to me. Yan Luoyin looked at the blood-drinking knife in his hand as he spoke, the blood-drinking knife that had been stained with blood, there was no blood on the blade, but the blade became even more red.

The pain caused by Lan Lingluo's wound slowly spread throughout his body, just now his sword technique was getting faster and faster This is Tiancang Pavilion's Cloud Breaking Sword Technique, it seems that Lingyun Sword Technique can't block such a fast knife, how should I deal with it? Lan Lingluo didn't listen to what Yan Luo Yin was saying at all, his eyes were staring at Yan Luo Yin, but he was thinking carefully about how to deal with it.

Lan Lingluo was thinking, and the words in his eyes fell Yin rushed towards him again at this time, it was too late, one knife, two knives, three knives... Lan Lingluo couldn't stop this fast knife, his back, chest, thighs, and shoulders were pulled out by the blood-drinking knife everywhere, if he hadn't blocked some with the Guizi Sword, his body would have been disemboweled, and the green shirt was gradually dyed red, and the blood flowed through the arm to the sword body, and the original black sword body showed a slight hint of light.

Yan Luo Yin slashed, Lan Lingluo held the hilt of the sword with both hands and blocked the blow hard, and kicked Lan Lingluo's back hard with an upward vertical kick, and his body was kicked in mid-air, Lan Lingluo spit out a mouthful of blood in the air, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

It's just that now Lan Lingluo doesn't care about anything else, any pain, any wound is left behind, and he sees him holding a sword in his right hand in the air on his chest.

Wipe the sword with the left hand, with the sword luck, the sword goes with your heart...

The sword in Lan Lingluo's right hand drew an arc towards Yan Luo Yin on the ground, and with the trend of falling, the sword qi increased slightly.

The sudden sword qi made Yan Luo Yin stubbornly block the blood drinking sword in front of his chest, or let him take more than a dozen steps back one after another, Yan Luo Yin half knelt on the ground, coughing up blood, and the blood drinking knife was inserted into the ground to support his body, although the blood drinking knife blocked most of the sword qi, but it still passed through the blood drinking knife and beat him into internal injuries.

Lan Lingluo fell heavily to the ground, and slowly stood up with the help of the Guizi Sword, and at this moment, a sharp sword pierced Lan Lingluo's right abdomen, and the 'squeak' was pulled out again, the blood flowed, and the blood overflowed from his mouth, and he just stood up and fell heavily to the ground.

Lan Lingluo glanced back, spitting blood from his mouth, and slowly shouted, "... Insult... Sky... Hao..."

Ling Tianhao suddenly laughed as if he wanted to go crazy, that laughter seemed to be extremely satisfied in his heart, and that laughter was as excited as if he had received the supreme treasure.

"Lan Lingluo, you're finally dead!hahahaha" Ling Tianhao couldn't stop laughing as he looked at Lan Lingluo who had fallen to the ground.

In Lan Lingluo's opinion, his seemingly happy smile made him so pitiful!

"Kill... Finish... He "fell to his knees on the ground and a few words floated out between his teeth, and then fell to the ground.

"Luo Yin!" Yan Luoxi immediately ran to Yan Luoyin's side and helped him up. His eyes squinted at Lan Lingluo, who was dying on the ground, and gritted his teeth and roared.

"Kill!"

All the disciples led to Lan Lingluo and surrounded him, and the one lying on the ground had no power to resist, so he could only hold the Guizi Sword tightly with all his strength.

Three purple-clothed people suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking the disciples of Tiancang Pavilion.

"Xiao Qi, save him first!"

"Lan Lingluo, Lan Lingluo, you hold on!"

Lan Lingluo only felt that he was helped on his back, bumping all the way, the blood in his mouth kept flowing, and finally he only faintly saw purple clothes, long hair and shawl, it was a woman! "It's her ......" Gradually Lan Lingluo lost consciousness.

I don't know how long I ran, but the woman in purple kept shouting: "Lan Lingluo, don't sleep! Wake up......

(Change in advance, you may not be able to do anything during the day)