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The horses raised their hooves restlessly five feet away from the two old men, and refused to take another half step.

The pony looked at Tu Duan and said, "What are the identities of these two old men in your Blood Monster Hall?"

Tu Duan shook his head and said, "They are not from the Blood Monster Hall. ”

"Could it be a helper from somewhere else? ”

Tu Duan continued to shake his head and said: "We have always acted secretively, below the hall master, the masters are like clouds, and there are few fake hands in the execution of tasks. ”

When the pony heard this, he clasped his fists at the two old men and saluted, and said, "Two seniors, I am in a hurry to leave, and I hope that the seniors will borrow it." ”

The old man on the left raised his eyelids and said, "If you want to hurry, you can hurry, what does it have to do with old decay? ”

It seems that even if he is not from the Blood Demon Hall, since he is coming for Miss Murong, a vicious battle is naturally inevitable. The pony looked at the monk and Miss Murong and said, "Monk, wait a minute, once I start with them, you will take Miss Murong first." ”

The monk said: "Two old men who are about to die, why should they be afraid of him." If it weren't for the monks, I wouldn't want to make up a murder, so I would have let them lie down. ”

"Monk, you may not know who they are, but I have known the history of martial arts since I was a child, and I know all about the allusions to the rivers and lakes, and the strange weapons and weapons. Have you noticed the weapons in their hands?"

When the monk heard this, he raised his eyes to look at it, but saw that the old man on the left had more than three feet of weapons in his hand, the whole body was sharp, and the front end was curved, like a sword but not a sword, like a hook and not a hook, just like a failed work made by a swordsmith;

"It is like a sword-like hook, it is a soul hook, it is said that as long as it hooks something, there is no escape, it will make your soul separate; ”

The monk smacked his tongue and said, "I didn't expect these two weapons to be so harmful." ”

"Weapons are certainly at stake, but what is even more terrible is the one who wields them. More than 30 years ago, they have already made a name for themselves, and their sound has shocked the world. The two of them, when they were young, were just helpless, children who grew up eating hundreds of meals, and were blinded and bullied everywhere, so that their temperament was extreme and extreme, and then by chance, they happened to get the remnants and strange weapons left by their predecessors, and the two of them practiced martial arts, became first-class masters, and also became a major scourge of martial arts. The extremes and extremes caused by their childhood experiences caused them to provoke many killings in the rivers and lakes. They have no name or surname, because they are often displaced, have no fixed residence, and often wander around like lonely souls and wild ghosts, so they are called lonely souls and wild ghosts. ”

Xiao Ma said again: "The strange thing is that they haven't appeared in the Central Plains Martial Arts for more than ten or twenty years, how can they appear here today, and they are here for Miss Murong." ”

After speaking, he got off the horse, walked to a foot away and stopped, and said: "If the juniors guess well, the two should be the seniors of the lonely soul and wild ghosts." ”

The old man on the left woke up as if he was faint, and said: "The two old brothers have not been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, but you can recognize us." ”

"The two seniors have their own appearance and weapons, so the juniors can still recognize them. ”

"Since you know the two old brothers, you shouldn't meddle in this matter, if it were twenty years ago, you would be dead by now. Today is just for the doll of the Murong family, the old man is not in vain, you can leave. ”

"The predecessor has not set foot in the Central Plains martial arts for nearly 20 years, so I don't think I will have a grudge against Miss Murong, and I don't know why I must embarrass her. ”

The lonely soul suddenly said angrily: "Why haven't the two of them set foot in the Central Plains for twenty years? Why are they missing an arm? This is all due to Murong Yuntian. My two brothers have endured humiliation for 20 years just to repay the shame and blood debt. If you don't want to die, get out of here. ”

"The younger generation will forgive you for your fate!"

"You're looking for death!" "You're looking for death!" the word death came out, and the cold light flickered, and the soul hook had hooked the pony's neck, which was really like lightning, and the pony could no longer escape, but it could be avoided at the moment when the cold light touched. The lonely soul didn't stop for a moment, but turned to the pony's shoulder, and the pony had to take two steps back. In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged more than 20 moves, and the pony relied on light skills to dodge, quite passive. But the lone soul's moves are extreme and ruthless, and they go to extremes, and they can't be guarded against.

Seeing that the wild ghost had fought more than 20 moves, the lonely soul failed to gain the upper hand, and as soon as the ghost ring shook, he jumped into the middle and blocked the circle point, just as ruthless and unpredictable. And the two have the same mind and cooperate tacitly, and the power is more than doubled. Thinking that after being abolished by Murong Yuntian and expelled from the Central Plains, the two were determined to take revenge and developed this set of martial arts.

Alone in the soul, the pony can't still have the upper hand, only to work around with light skills, and now people are joining forces, and the situation is even worse. He saw that the monks had no intention of leaving, so he hurriedly spoke and urged.

"My Murong family is greedy for life and afraid of death, if I run away today, what face will I have to live in the world. After Miss Murong finished speaking, she danced her long sword and stabbed at the lonely soul.

The lonely soul laughed and said, "It's a good time!" At that moment, he gave up the pony and swept the Murong girl away from the soul hook, and for a while, the hook and sword were dismantled more than ten times. The lone soul gradually gained the upper hand, and the offensive became more and more rapid. ”

The monk first swept the formation on the side, and seeing this scene, the Xuantie rod cast the "magic wand" and joined the battle, so that the situation on the field was different.

Although the ghost ring in the wild ghost's hand is amazingly powerful, it is not as flexible as the sword, and the pony uses the unicorn knife to restrain it, gradually gaining the upper hand, and the wild ghost becomes more and more anxious, and the more anxious it is, the more chaotic it becomes. With a violent roar, the sleeve of the broken arm was wrapped around the pony's neck like a spiritual snake, and the iron ring in his hand smashed towards his temple, completely ignoring his own empty door, as if he was going to fight to the death of a fish. The unicorn knife in the pony's hand was eagerly retreated to protect his chest, and the two of them were slightly separated, and the iron ring in the hand of the wild ghost was cut aside by the pony's palm, and the Tanzhong acupoint in his chest was hit, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground.

On the other side, the lonely soul was restrained by the monk and the Murong girl, and was already at a disadvantage, and suddenly saw that the wild ghost was injured and fell to the ground, and the two of them have been working together for decades, so there is no urgency, this distraction, the soul hook in his hand was shot down by the dark iron rod, and the long sword in the hand of the Murong girl was already on the neck. At the moment, all thoughts are lost, close your eyes and wait for death.

I didn't see any movement for a long time, but I heard the sound of hooves, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that the ponies had gradually moved away. The two brothers just looked at me, I looked at you, my eyes were very complicated, and I didn't know whether it was sad or happy, relieved or disappointed. Perhaps, they shouldn't have come, twenty years, they can live for a few days at this age, and no matter how big the hatred is, it has long been worn away, but a mysterious letter brought them back to the Central Plains, back here, and nothing has changed. Maybe it's changed, after all, the only little revenge they have left is completely gone. After a long time, the two picked up their weapons and slowly disappeared into the twilight......