Jingfa knelt on the ground, and fragments kept flashing through his mind.

It was a seven or eight-year-old girl, like Wan Ling, with big round eyes.

It was a resolute mother, standing in front of the girl without hesitation.

It was the same blood, flying through the air and splashing onto the girl's face.

It was the same pair of frightened eyes, helpless.

In the darkness, a man in a yellow robe was sneering at him.

Fragments of memory flew through the brain one by one, like sharp blades, tearing through the head.

Jingfa only felt a sharp pain in his brain, and there seemed to be something in his brain that wanted to break out.

Jing Fa's exclamation interrupted Tang Sanye, he turned his head to look at Jing Fa, and saw him kneeling on the ground alone, burying his head deep in his arms.

"Yell, I'll clean you up later. Tang Sanye spat at Jing Fa and moved his gaze back to Shui Yixiang.

He slowly pulled out the ghost crying sword inserted in Shui Yixiang's heart, pushed her aside, and sneered: "Fortunately, the third master, I am wise, and I deliberately deviated by half an inch, otherwise I won't be able to enjoy your meal later, stay for me now, don't worry, wait for your daughter to serve me, and then it will be your turn." ”

After speaking, Tang Sanye turned to Wan Ling and stretched out his hand with a lewd smile on his face.

At this time, Wan Ling was already stunned by the sword that was stabbed in Shui Yixiang's chest, and stood in place, not knowing how to dodge, watching Tang Sanye's claws grab at her.

Tang Sanye's right hand was about to touch Wan Ling's pink skin, and at this moment, he was suddenly stunned, turned his head in disbelief, and looked at Jingfa.

At this time, Ying Yarou also forgot about the danger in front of her, and like Tang Sanye, she looked at Jingfa with doubtful eyes.

I saw Jing Fa slowly get up from the ground, slowly raised his head, and glanced at Tang Sanye.

At this glance, Tang Sanye felt that the vitality and vitality of his body had been sucked away by the other party in an instant, and an indescribable feeling of suffocation came from his heart, choking his neck, and the pain was unbearable.

Luckily, Jing Fa only glanced at him before looking away.

Jing Fa glanced at his hands and feet, there were still traces of Tang Sanye's Ghost Crying Sword's black sword qi slashing on them, and the wound was still slowly oozing blood.

He gently reached out and wiped it, and the wound stopped bleeding as he ran his fingers over the place.

Then, with a flick of his index finger, he heard a whoosh, and the broken sword flew back into his hand from the nearby pile of stones.

Looking at the gap in the broken sword, Jing Fa was stunned, as if he couldn't figure it out.

Seeing that Jing Fa, who had been severely injured by himself, was about to take a sword and prepare to interfere with himself, Tang Sanye snorted coldly and said, "Boy, it seems that you weren't ruthless enough to beat you just now, and next, Third Master, I won't show mercy to my subordinates, let's die." ”

Before the last word "bar" was finished, Tang Sanye only felt a cold wind blowing, and Jingfa was already standing side by side with him.

He froze in place, his eyes widening, and he forgot to close his mouth for a moment.

"You just said that you left the wounds on my hands and feet?" Jing Fa's tone was calm, and he couldn't hear the slightest fluctuation of emotion.

Tang Sanye swallowed slowly, hurriedly widened the distance between him and Jingfa, and said, "Are you blind or deaf, who just now beat you all over the ground and forgot to find your teeth?"

As soon as the words fell, he heard an ouch, Tang Sanye stood in place in a daze, and blood was slowly pouring out of his mouth, and his neat row of teeth had all been cut off by Qi Root and fell to the ground.

His dignity was greatly insulted, at this time, Tang Sanye had never experienced anything in his life, he roared angrily, raised his long sword, and saw more than a dozen black gases emanating from Jing Fa's feet, quickly wrapping around his body.

The black qi was like a poisonous snake spitting out a snake, and it moved along Jing Fa's body with contempt on his face, slowly tightening to the middle.

"Suffer death!" Tang Sanye had an angry face, stretched out his left hand, and grabbed it in the air, and the black qi immediately received an induction and instantly clasped it.

The imaginary wail did not come from Jingfa's mouth.

I saw Jing Fa slowly take a step forward, and the black qi on his body fell to the ground like a rope that had been torn off strongly.

"Impossible, impossible!" Seeing that the black qi was not imprisoned at all, Tang Sanye's eyes widened, and his face was full of incredulity.

Jing Fa suddenly kicked his right foot, and a large hole instantly opened on the ground, cutting all the black qi into pieces and dissipating.

After this move, Tang Sanye knew that the difference in strength between himself and Jing Fa was too big, although he couldn't figure out why Jing Fa in front of him seemed to be a completely different person compared to before, but now the top priority was to save his life, so he immediately made a decision and immediately turned around and fled out of the courtyard.

Before he could take a step, Tang Sanye suddenly found that several Jingfa figures appeared around him in an instant, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly waved the Ghost Crying Sword and cast the Ghost Cry all over the field.

In an instant, dozens of black sword qi poured out from the Ghost Crying Sword, shooting towards the surrounding Jingfa like a demon pounced.

Just when the black sword qi stabbed Jing Fa one by one, Tang Sanye found that those were just phantoms, and the sword qi was everywhere, and there was nothing.

At this moment, Tang Sanye only felt a heat in his chest, looked down, and saw that Jing Fa's broken sword had pierced through his chest, tearing his heart.

"You ......" Before he finished speaking, Tang Sanye's eyes darkened, and he slowly fell to the ground, losing his breath.

"Jing ...... Scenery...... Hair. Seeing Jing Fa subduing Tang Sanye with one move, Ying Yarou trembled a little in her heart, and called softly.

But Jingfa ignored him, he pulled back the broken sword and turned to Wan Ling.

At this time, Wan Ling was already squatting on the ground, holding Shui Yixiang, looking at the blood that kept flowing out of her mother's clothes, and her face was already full of tears.

Seeing this scene, suddenly Jingfa's chest was stuffy, and a sharp pain came from his heart, and gradually, his nose, mouth, eyes, and ears all flowed out of the black blood, fell to the ground, and immediately dissolved into a large hole.

He clutched his chest, frowned, and muttered to himself, "Why? Why do I have the breath of Yan Huang on my body!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp headache struck, as if his whole head was about to explode, and then, with a scream, he fell straight to the ground and passed out.

As soon as Tang Sanye died, the black sword qi that had originally entangled Ying Yarou disappeared immediately.

Ying Yarou, who had regained her freedom, hurriedly put on her coat and rushed to Shui Yixiang's side to stop the bleeding in her chest and give her medicine.

After taking care of Shui Yixiang, she came to Jingfa's side, stretched out her hand to probe her snort, and found that the other party was breathing evenly, not looking like she was seriously injured.

At this moment, Jing Fa suddenly screamed and sat up, and hit Ying Yarou's forehead with a bang.

"Ouch, what are you doing!" Jingfa cried out as he touched his head.

Ying Yarou also pressed her forehead and snorted, "I'm here to see if you're dead." ”

Jing Fa, who was covering his head, inadvertently found that his eyes were right on Ying Yarou's chest, and Ying Yarou's clothes were torn by Tang Sanye, and there was a big gap in his chest, and the belly pocket inside could be clearly seen.

Looking at the purple belly pocket that Ying Yarou was wearing closely, Jing Fa was stunned for a moment, and forgot to speak for a while.

At this time, Ying Yarou also found the gap in her clothes, and slapped Jingfa's face hard.

"What am I doing again!" Jing Fa covered his head with one hand and touched his cheek with the other, and yelled loudly.

At this moment, a loud bang came from the direction of the square at the entrance of Bibo Village, and Ying Yarou was so startled that she hurriedly got up and ran in the direction where the sound came from with Wan Ling.

But Jing Fa knocked on his head, feeling as if he had a dream just now, and in the dream, he inexplicably performed a set of exquisite swordsmanship that even he didn't know about, killing Tang Sanye.

"I have two swords, one phantom sword chases your soul, and the other ......"

"What's the other handful?"

"Why can't you remember?"

He muttered to himself.