When Dongfang Ling grabbed the moment of crying blood, as if crying blood really had some kind of spirituality, there was a tremor in the dark night, along with the four iron chains around him. When all the red light faded, the figure of Dongfang Sword fell, but at this time, Dongfang Sword had exhausted all his strength, panting and standing on the ground, but he had to rely on the heavy sword in his hand to hold the ground in order to barely gain a foothold, everything in front of him was so incredible, because weeping blood can have so great power, but at this time it was firmly grasped by Dongfang Ling, after being surprised, Dongfang Yan even thought that weeping blood had lost its resistance.

But seeing that Dongfang Ling had been standing in place since he was holding the weeping blood, his head was lowered and calm, he didn't say a word, he didn't move, and even the weeping blood in his hand became extraordinarily quiet, Dongfang Yan didn't think much about it, he and Dongfang Yifei were already standing on both sides of Dongfang Jian, respectively, holding Dongfang Jian, but a pair of eyes never left Dongfang Ling's body, because vaguely, Dongfang Yan had already felt that something was wrong, that feeling couldn't be said, in short, something was wrong.

"Fourth sister, I... I'm fine, second brother he..."Dongfang Jian's crumbling body stood a lot stronger under the support of Dongfang Yan and Dongfang Yi, just like Dongfang Yan, Dongfang Jian's attention was on Dongfang Ling's body at this time, the quieter it was at this time, the more people dared not be careless.

"Big brother, I feel... It doesn't seem to be good...... Dongfang Yan hesitated for a moment, and finally said the doubts in her heart, pulled the Dongfang Sword behind her, and protected the Dongfang Sword and stepped back, "Big brother, crying blood can be so powerful, how can it become so quiet at this time?" ”

Just when Dongfang Yan's words did not fall, Dongfang Ling suddenly moved, but it seemed to be a spasmodic twitch, the evening breeze stroked the ends of Dongfang Ling's sideburns, only at this time did everyone find that Dongfang Ling's face had a trace of black gas at some point, and before they could have any reaction, Dongfang Ling suddenly opened his eyes, a pair of red bloody eyes looked strange and terrifying in the night, and even more was the coldness in his gaze, as if it could penetrate everyone's body and see through their souls, under the gaze of these bloody eyes, Dongfang Yan actually forgot the steps of retreat for a moment, and stood in place in a daze。

'Whoa... Dongfang Ling slowly raised the weeping blood in his hand, very slowly, really slowly, but it was such a slow move that made Dongfang Yan and them unavoidable, because the long-awaited majesty attacked again, but this time it was even stronger, under this coercion, Dongfang Yan couldn't even give birth to a little resistance, if it wasn't for Dongfang Yan's efforts to resist, I was afraid that she would have bent her legs and knelt down in front of the weeping blood.

Coming slowly, one step... Two steps... Three Steps... Every step down, accompanied by the sound of a loud iron cable, the only thing that remains unchanged is Dongfang Ling's bloody eyes, the sound of one after another is very rhythmic, but it is also the sound of this step by step that makes Dongfang Yan regain the ability to act, Dongfang Yan looked at Dongfang Ling in front of her in fear, she knew that Dongfang Ling at this time was no longer the second brother she knew, Dongfang Yan stood in front of Dongfang Jian, and said nervously, "Big brother, second brother... This is affected by the anger of crying blood, already... has become a knife slave, let's withdraw quickly, it will be too late if we don't leave. ”

"I want to... Walking? Fear... No... That... So... Rong....Yi ...... "Dongfang Ling in front of him finally spoke, but this voice was no longer Dongfang Ling's voice, as if it was a powerful ghost under the Nine Shadows, with a desperate sigh in the sharpness, the evening breeze that was still warm just now didn't know when it blew a little tighter, accompanied by this empty sound, it was like a ghost howling in this valley for a long time......

In the blink of an eye, Dongfang Ling was already holding the blood in her hand, but Dongfang Yan never moved, not because Dongfang Yan already had a way to deal with it in her heart, but because the coercion of this heaven and earth had already overwhelmed her, and now she could only watch Dongfang Ling is horizontal knife slashing, and at the last moment, Dongfang Yan behind Dongfang Yan moved, took a step, turned around and came to Dongfang Yan's body, the heavy sword in his hand was raised in time, and the moment the soldiers intersected, there were bursts of piercing ghost howls lingering in Dongfang Jian's ears。

Dongfang Ling, who was holding the weeping blood in his hand, didn't know when he had such great strength, and the Dongfang sword, which had always had the highest martial arts among the Dongfang sons, seemed so vulnerable in front of Dongfang Ling today, his footsteps did not move, but he slid back a lot on the ground, until his body hit Dongfang Yan behind him, which woke Dongfang Yan up, "Fourth sister, what are you still doing in a daze, hurry up!"

Everything that happened in front of him, Dongfang Yan saw it in his eyes, anxious in his heart, waved his arms, the soft whip was already in his hand, his body retreated, and Dongfang Jian opened enough distance between him, and Dongfang Yi looked at each other at the moment, they both nodded, without hesitation, Dongfang Yan and Dongfang Yi held the soft whip and the long sword respectively, attacking from both sides behind Dongfang Ling, at this time, Dongfang Ling's heart was on Dongfang Jian's body, or Dongfang Ling, who had become a sword slave, had already lost his judgment, I am afraid that he would only desperately kill what he saw in front of him, so this is also why, Dongfang Yan has been deceived, but Dongfang Ling still didn't react.

'Whew!' Dongfang Yan saw it clearly, the soft whip in his hand was firmly set on Dongfang Ling's hind feet, and he pulled it hard, but he was really able to pull Dongfang Ling back a lot, and won a trace of space for Dongfang Sword, Dongfang Sword separated the weeping blood, the figure leaned back, and the heavy sword blade in his hand slashed across the ground, picked it up hard, and slashed heavily on the weeping blood knife, making a loud noise.

Dongfang Ling, who became a knife slave, rolled in the air, facing the sky, the weeping blood in his hand turned and slashed, he had already thrown away the Dongfang sword, and came straight towards Dongfang Yan, Dongfang Yan was shocked for a while, crying blood and slashing on the soft whip, at the same time, Dongfang Yanlian moved lightly, a vertical leap, and stepped on Dongfang Ling's forehead in the air, between the lightning and stone fire, Dongfang Yi's long sword was already coming from behind, and went straight towards Dongfang Ling's face, if this sword was stabbed, I was afraid that Dongfang Ling would definitely die.

At such a time of crisis, the mutation reappeared, and the black gas in the air seemed to have substance, slowly condensing in the low mid-air, as rich as ink, exuding a palpitation that could not breathe, and suddenly, a thunderbolt flashed, or that strange purple-red color, as if the entire black cloud in the air was split in half......

(End of chapter)