Scattered clouds and waves quickly surged into the sky overhead from all directions, converging into a black oppressive piece, covering the sky and the earth. One by one, hidden in the cracks of the clouds, unwilling to succumb to the lightning of darkness, bravely and resolutely emitting a purple light yearning for light. The whole earth was silent under the haze of clouds and wind,

Li Jiang, who was going against the wind, was subjected to a great resistance all over his body, but the blood in his whole body was boiling, and the soles of his feet seemed to be not a road, but a wave at low tide. The small wind and sand hit the body with abnormal pain, as if it was catapulted with a slingshot. The originally ruddy face turned pale at this time.

Li Jiang pursed his lips, held the sword in his left hand, wrapped the wide sleeve around his arm and placed it in front of his mouth and nose, and pulled the green cloth cloak with his right hand to protect his heart, his nostrils made a heavy gasping sound, and his eyes were blown into tears by the wind.

There was a boom, resounding through the heavens and the earth, and a bolt of lightning illuminated the way forward.

An old mountain temple stands out from the eye.

Li Jiang's eyes shrank slightly, his mouth opened slightly, he let out a gentle breath, and subconsciously tightened the cloak on his body, but the steps under his feet were bigger and faster than before.

Under the eaves of the temple, there were four or five big men huddled horizontally, all with knives beside them, and at the same time they couldn't help but look at a man beside them.

The man is more than eight feet tall, and the muscles of his whole body are revealed without missing in the close-fitting black military uniform, and his overlapping hands are holding a giant sword that is more than four feet long, and the whole person stands in place like a sculpture, unmoved by the wind and rain, and his eyes are staring coldly ahead.

When everyone saw someone coming, their eyes did not leave the man, with a little expectation and fear in their eyes. Each lightning bolt seemed to bring them hope, but at the same time as the lightning came, they were disappointed.

At the moment when the lightning tore through the sky, it could be clearly seen that there was a two-inch-long vertical sword mark on the man's left eye, a thick beard wrapped around his entire lips, and the horizontal flesh on his face revealed a fierce murderous aura, and two sword-like cold lights stared straight at him. When Li Jiang walked five steps away, the green tendons on the back of the man's hand bulged.

On the black iron plate on the waist, four big characters were very clear under the lightning, "Ten Thousand Martial Artists".

The big men who were lying down grabbed their knives and stood up, occupying a row behind the man, all dressed in black military uniforms, as if a tiger had added two wings to it, and was about to pounce.

A man walked down the steps and asked, "Boy, when you see my black martial artist, you dare not kneel! I see that you are impatient!"

Li Jiang threw the cloak in his right hand, ripped it off with his left hand, and stood silently in place, looking at the man in front of him with his eyes faintly.

The man was a little frightened by Li Jiang's eyes, and immediately drew his knife, and when he was about to cut down, the whole person stopped in place, and the knife was half a foot away from cutting Li Jiang.

There was a man in the back who shouted, "Sixth son, the martial artist taught you so many martial arts, you don't even dare to cut a kid, the blind master bothered to teach you!"

As if he hadn't heard, the man named Liuzi stood in place, his eyes looked straight down, a finger stopped on his chest, blue sleeves, a green coat, a childish face, and a pair of eyes like a hungry wolf smelling blood, piercing him deep in the heart.

Li Jiang's sword scabbard slammed forward, and the sixth son lay straight on the ground.

"Ahh

"This kid, this kid is not human, I haven't even seen how he made a move!"

The hilt of the sword in the black sheath's hand turned, and a small circular pit half an inch deep appeared where the scabbard was.

"Friend, who is the teacher?"

As soon as everyone heard Heisha's words, they immediately fell silent, and everyone was looking at Heisha.

Li Jiang didn't speak, for a group of people who were about to die, there was no need for him to explain so much.

The wind roared, and the corners of the clothes hunted.

The black slash moved his throat, his brows tightened, and then he unfolded and sneered, "What are you doing here?"

"Save people!" Li Jiang couldn't see a trace of expression on his face, if there was, it was the breath of death, as well as the murderous aura and resentment that came from nowhere.

Li Jiang's every word was so calm that Hei Sha didn't know what Li Jiang was here for.

"This is also to save people? Friend, there is no one you want to save here! Let me ask my friend again, why did you come here?"

"Kill you!"

There was a burst of laughter behind the black man, and a man said, "The sixth son is the most useless among us, and it is me, and one finger can kill you!"

"You're so useless, with one finger, I can blow him in one breath!"

"Haha!"

"Hahahaha!"

The black snort coldly, those piercing laughter were gone, the ridicule of these people could not see a trace of fluctuation on the young man's face, he could break his lust at a young age, let alone an ordinary person, even he couldn't do it after cultivating his mind for many years, no, there must be a reason.

"I have no enmity with you!"

"If you're there, you'll die!"

A hideous smile appeared on the black face, a cold light flashed from his eyes, and suddenly, a scream came from the temple.

With a black order, four men in black rushed out behind him.

Four bright long knives rushed towards Li Jiang together.

A purple bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the face of the young man in front of him, who looked like a stone statue to be worshipped, his eyes blazing at the black sha.

Thundered!

Everyone felt that they could no longer hear the sound, and suddenly they dropped their swords, covered their necks, and fell to the ground.

Li Jiang had already walked to the bottom of the stairs.

With a bang, Qingfeng shook in the black man's hand, the cold light flashed, gambling on honor and dignity, this battle will never be defeated.

Li Jiang drew his sword and stood, the red light of the Xuantie sword was faint, this battle was about the future, and he gambled his life.

Both of them felt the true qi in each other's bodies surging, and in an instant, a lightning flashed, two cold lights flew out, and a huge thunder sounded overhead, and there was a loud bang.

On the green edge, a stream of hot blood flowed slowly, and there was no trace of blood on the black blade.

At the same time as the two of them put away their swords, there was a clang, followed by two bells.

The corners of Li Jiang's mouth were bleeding, his left hand pressed his right shoulder, and the sword in his hand fell in response. The corners of the black lips smiled, and suddenly there was a blood color under his neck, and the green blade in his hand was broken in two and fell to the ground.

"How can there be such a sword?"

The black demon fell to the ground.

Li Jiang did not speak.

Standing in front of Heisha's hand, Li Jiang began to settle down, plus the meditation realm of his previous life, although it was not enough to feel the creatures within three hundred steps like in his previous life, one step, one step was enough, and within one step, he was enough to kill a third-rate master like Heisha.

As for the broken sword, the Xuantie Sword was originally a fine sword, and there were only five Plum Blossom Xuantie Swords held by Li Jiang in the world, which could be cut to the core.

Li Jiang's face turned pale and he ran headlong into the temple gate.

"Crunch".

The temple door quickly opened, and a cold light flashed out.

Li Jiang saw a sword stabbing at his heart without hesitation.

The sword slanted, and he faintly heard the sound of his clothes being torn, and his eyes went black and he fell to the ground.