"By the way... I want you to explain what happened to your Xia family in Red Leaf City, and the whereabouts of my disciple Bai Cunfeng. ”

"Originally, I had already set out to investigate, but the sudden arrival of the national teacher of the Sichuan Wangfu made it impossible for me to leave. Tell me the truth. ”

Summer break?

This should be the name of the original owner of this human skin mask, right?

Xia Ren casually pulled the human skin on his face, and when he looked up, he changed into a gloomy young man's appearance again, and he smiled: "Sect Master Tian, you have recognized the wrong person, I am not your old friend." ”

"In this world, before you argue about right and wrong, should you first understand which is stronger and which is weaker?"

"It's a sin to have eyes without beads, right?" Xia Ren said lightly.

The cold smoke Tian's face changed, and her heart was shocked and painful, shocked that there was such a delicate human skin mask in this world, even she couldn't see through it, and the pain was that the Xia family in the Red Leaf City of the Xia family she knew should have suffered an accident.

Her heart was very painful and angry, and the sword was sincere, and it was true to the sword, and it was true to herself, in order to understand her thoughts.

So she snorted heavily, and her right hand was like a soft willow, caressing the hilt of the emerald sword, and the long sword was clinging to the stone table.

Suddenly, her right hand raised a cold light that seemed to be illusory, and at the same time, her legs stepped on the ground, and between her long sleeves, a little starlight disappeared in it.

This sword is like a cloud of smoke, virtual and real, like a dream, which makes people unreal and unpredictable.

Xia Ren only felt that a hazy and cold white smoke was coming from the opposite side, not a sword, and he didn't feel a trace of murderous aura during this period. It can be seen that the name of the grandmaster is indeed worthy of its name.

With his extremely keen sense, he could clearly distinguish that the tip of the sword was vibrating from time to time, as if it was possible to change the course in any direction.

And this is the most subtle thing about the Yunfeng Fog Sea Sword Style, the sword seems to be flat, but it is unpredictable and unpredictable, and there is no way to prevent it.

You think this sword is going to stab forward, but you don't know that this sword can go in any direction.

But Xia Ren didn't even pay attention to her, whether it was her person or her sword, these things were like moths to fire to him, he didn't need to worry about them at all.

If he practiced the Grandmaster's Sword, which was like an assassin and gathered all his strength to kill with one blow, he might be a little more guarded, but this kind of swordsmanship that uses skill to win should not even be able to break his aura shield.

His gaze cast to the other side, and the man who suddenly came out of the darkness made him a little stunned, and then he smiled and showed Bai Sensen's teeth.

It's really a life where you don't meet, Murong Han!

When the man in the fancy costume walked out, the swordsmen around him bent down and said respectfully: "National teacher, please wait a moment, the Lord is capturing the evildoers in a city." ”

"This wicked man is so bold that he actually committed murder in the city of Shanliang, and although he has some ability, he is invincible to evil, and the Lord will soon be able to slay him. ”

"Please also ask the national teacher to sit down first, and the Lord hopes to communicate with you in advance about the lecture and sermon tomorrow. ”

But the national teacher ignored them at all.

The world was so big, and although the moonlight was bright, only the gloomy boy in the courtyard was left in his eyes.

The two looked at each other silently, and everything around them was full of ants.

It's nothing.

At this moment, Xia Ren suddenly understood why Qi Donglai, the "purple qi", would go to Bird Tail Mountain with the secret letter in hand.

The secret letter of the Sichuan Kingdom Master, he will naturally follow it.

At this moment, Murong Han was in a state of almost speechlessness, and the previous long battle with this monster had accelerated the collapse of this body, so that he had to immediately find a new body to take away.

That's why he took the opportunity to accept the invitation of the widow of the Tian family to come to the Mo Shang Sword Society to preach, and asked the Tian family to release the news to the surrounding area, and invited the Quartet to come.

In this way, he can find a decent body as much as possible, so as to quickly seize it and avoid the collapse of the body.

Xia Ren showed a hideous smile, his eyes were fixed on the national teacher who looked like an eagle, and the whole person accelerated quickly, he walked faster and faster, and gradually ran.

"Bold fanatics, suffer death!" Tian Yuan frowned.

"Don't bother!" Xia Ren slapped the grandmaster in front of him with a casual slap, and his mouth smiled and showed Sensen's teeth.

"It's really a place in life where we don't meet, I didn't expect to meet again so soon. ”

Murong Han's face was solemn, his fists were clenched, and he saw that the gloomy young man was getting faster and faster.

Suddenly there was a wild roar, and the muscles on his body crawled quickly like living creatures, and soon burst his coat, revealing the intertwined muscles like the roots of a thousand-year-old tree, and his body emitted a scorching mist, and his body rose sharply, and soon turned into a giant of more than three meters.

This familiar aura is definitely that monster, just a different face!

On the other side, the slapped Tian Yuan turned into a cloud of blood mist directly in mid-air.

The blood mist paused in mid-air for a short time before drifting towards the bead curtain, where the energy point transformer wrapped in the newly purchased black robe was already in place.

The swordsmen hiding in the shadows in the courtyard were already stunned, and suddenly one of them took the lead, crying out mournfully, "Lord!"

Rub and go!

In the cold night, there was the sound of the long sword unsheathed, like a sharp contraction of silver needles, stabbing towards the gloomy young man in the center.

It's like a halo that converges in reverse.

But the young man didn't look at them at all, and countless fine purple lightning in his fist were winding and churning, like poisonous snakes in a snake cave.

"Die!" he slammed his fist into the giant fist that emitted a scorching mist and was covered in black and white cracks.

The purple lightning and the blazing mist tore and devoured each other, and the invisible and vast ripples spread out in all directions, and even the moonlight temporarily disappeared.

Rumble!

Everything around the place where the two fought turned into dust, and the white-clothed swordsmen who rushed to take revenge didn't even touch the corners of Xia Ren's clothes, and turned into blood mist under the aftermath of the collision.

Punch after punch, like a storm, Xia Ren attacked mercilessly, the people of the Immortal Palace who had malicious intentions towards him, he would definitely not stay, such a person would have endless troubles!

That Murong Han also didn't seem to believe in evil, and collided with fists.

Countless ripples spread out, with the courtyard as the center, and the building of the Sword Society was rapidly shattering.

She hurriedly ran away, and under this familiar scene, she instinctively knew how to deal with it.

Outside the Sword Society, Tiger Forty-One, who had just pulled out the gray metal tiles from a white-clothed swordsman, also felt something in his heart and quickly stepped back.

The two of them looked up at the Moshang Sword Society, which seemed to be in the center of the epicenter of the earthquake, and their hearts were not only shocked but also frightened.

Bang bang bang!

In just a few breaths, the Moshang Sword Society's dojo, which originally occupied a lot of land, seemed to be shining with countless invisible monsters, and these monsters roared out from the fists of the two people in mid-air, coldly turning the dojo below into ruins.