The cold mountain bluestone in the north of the city of Yingdu has the characteristics of the southern landscape of Chu State, the smoke and rain and willow green, and the wind and lotus of the Quyuan. Under the warm and bright sunshine www.biquge.info it is like a wonderful pen in the hand of Mr. Chess Painting, and the ink landscape outlined between the splashes of ink and blue.

The mountains of Hanshan and the water facing the river in the east are the most beautiful scenery of Taixue. It's just that when the sixth person died under Xu Qingyun's sword, this private soldier from the Longyuan Pavilion Bachelor's Mansion, the muffled exclamation that sounded before he died, finally broke the tranquility at the foot of the cold mountain.

The killer of the dead man cultivated by the famous family is obviously well versed in sneak attacks and assassinations, and he is obviously very familiar with this kind of thing. When there was a muffled sound in the distance of the dense forest, the dead soldiers from Tanglin Mansion had already noticed it, and it was really simple to kill the two children if they wanted to kill the two children.

But they who walk on the tip of the knife all the year round naturally do not have the slightest intention of underestimating the enemy, even if the meaning of the dead is death, but if they can live, it is obviously more meaningful than dying. When the muffled sound of the dense forest sounded, the entire foot of the cold mountain first fell into an inexplicable silence, and then all forces were dispatched.

Xu Qingyun and Ye Leng Leng had also noticed it, the two glanced at each other, and they could see the solemnity and seriousness in each other's eyes, and they didn't dare to delay in the slightest, and escaped to the secluded and silent depths by taking advantage of the ancient trees and dense forests full of dew in the morning.

These forces that came out of the Yingdu family would not be able to use such a powerful powerhouse as the Secret Realm to deal with two children, and a few people who sat on the strength of the cultivation were already a bit overkill, not to mention the collateral clan from the Fan family in Yujian City.

Fan Mingrun leaned over and probed the snort of the deceased, felt the awe-inspiring sword aura, thought about it slightly calmly in his heart, raised his finger forward, and said coldly: "The death is not very long, it should be in front, give me all the strength to search for it, and if I catch it, I will kill it directly, and I will not survive at all." ”

Some people do it for plain questioning, some people do it for hatred.

Fan Qiusheng's death was somewhat important to Yujian City, but it was not as important as imagined. Although the descendants of the Fan family are sparse, in the final analysis, the children of the wealthy family will naturally not really run out of incense. But the Fan family will not tolerate this kind of thing in the slightest, Fan Qiusheng's death has angered the bottom line of the Fan family, and it is unforgivable.

But there are still a lot of people who are for that Suwen ancient sword.

The early autumn morning was a little cool, and the crystal dew dripped on Xu Qingyun's cheeks, and he swept through the ancient trees and dense forests, looking back, he saw dozens of figures in ink-colored suits, always chasing after him.

"The lake three hundred meters in front, I attacked from the left flank, you are in front of you, the only thing to be afraid of is the man who sits on the cultivation at the head. ”

Ye Leng Leng raised his eyes, looked at the deep dense forest in the distance, nodded and said, "Okay, kill with one blow, otherwise it will be troublesome to let the people behind you entangle." ”

"I get that. Xu Qingyun nodded thoughtfully, and said with some emotion: "It would be nice if Yunuo was here, with her light sword intent here, it is definitely suitable for ambush and strangulation." ”

"Mr. Zilu has already said that Senior Sister has her own chance, so let's not disturb her. Ye Leng's eyes were a little gloomy, but then he cheered up again, his deep eyes became more and more blue and bright, and he said in a slightly cold voice: "Since Senior Sister already has her chance, we should fight for our own chance, and I think this opportunity has even surpassed the reward given to me by the Great Imperial Trial." ”

Xu Qingyun nodded solemnly, but he could feel the fine footsteps of the crowd behind him, and he didn't dare to hesitate at all, so he parted from Ye Lengleng and swept directly through the dense forest from the left wing, and the white sword in his hand was slightly raised.

"God according to the scriptures. ”

"Catch fire and ride the wind. ”

The sea of fire in the dantian was burning, and the potential of the Divine Illumination Sutra was stimulated, so that Xu Qingyun suddenly had the top cultivation of building a foundation. Zhu Rong's swordsmanship combined with the sword momentum of the sword intent of life and death, allowing two mighty fire snakes to sweep through the entire dense forest.

More than a dozen soldiers of the Fan family suddenly encountered such an awe-inspiring and powerful sword momentum, and they couldn't help but stop, although their psychology was a little flustered, they still didn't mess up. Fan Mingrun looked at the two fire snakes slashed in front of him, and was amazed by the powerful sword intent contained in them, but he didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and directly drew his sword and cut it off according to the realm of cultivation.

The fire snake split into two and turned into fine flames, scattered around the soldiers of the Fan family's mansion.

It's just that just as the soldiers of the Fan family mansion breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, those fine flames rose again under the autumn wind, turning into a terrifying fire snake burning with monstrous flames.

At the beginning, in the Song family's alchemy furnace, the appearance of the fire spirit snake was completely imitated, and at this time, these small fire snakes that became larger in the wind also had the charm of the fire snake. It's just that there is an endless life in the sword intent of life and death, which makes the never-ending swordsmanship of Zhurong more and more pure.

But the Fan family's soldiers are not weak, and if they want to rely on Zhurong Jian Fan simply, it is difficult to kill them all. It's just that at this moment, the sound of the river flowing suddenly sounded not far ahead, and they involuntarily raised their heads.

"That's ......"

"Elder Song's Frost Ancient Sword!"

"It's so daring, you dare to take it out!"

The soldiers of the Fan family were already furious at this time, and Elder Song's frosty ancient sword was definitely the most famous ancient sword in the Song family, but at this time, it was actually in the hands of others, which made them both angry and sad in their hearts.

"Frozen!"

The night is cold and the white dress is picturesque, she is holding the frost ancient sword, from the warm river in front of her at the same time, the frost cold ancient sword volleyed out of the air, just like the Danqing magic pen in the hand of the court painter, driving the whole dark blue river, under the stunned look of everyone, the mighty and turbulent slap over.

The fiery snake that bites and slaughters in the dense forest, and the river flowing in mid-air, shocks everyone in front of them.

Xu Qingyun relied on the sword intent of life and death to endow Zhu Rong's sword power like life, showing the transcendent characteristics of the fire spirit snake in the Song family's alchemy furnace at the beginning. And Ye Leng Leng relied on the domineering vitality of the wedding dress, forcibly controlling the entire water flow to flow down from mid-air, rushing towards the entire crowd.

"I think you're looking for death!"

Fan Mingrun's eyes showed a fierce light, he looked at the cold night holding the sword in the distance, and the powerful power of sitting and cultivating all exploded, suddenly swept up from the flat ground, and the blue and dark ancient long sword in his hand was directly cut off from the middle of the river under the blessing of the powerful vitality.

"I even took my Fan family's frost ancient sword, and dared to appear here again, let me die!"

The sword light was slightly cold, and the simple long sword in Fan Mingrun's hand turned into a streamer and stabbed into Ye Leng's chest. (To be continued.) )