The middle-aged man's heart was full of coldness, and in the face of the cold killing intent that could barely breathe, he subconsciously roared at the last moment: "Close the sword!"

The three sword lights suddenly merged into one. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The ground in a radius of dozens of zhang was cut off one layer in unison.

In Ishikawa's crazy laughter, the sword light emitted by the three of them turned from flourishing to decaying, and disappeared completely after a few breaths.

After the flying dust fell, the scene in the center of the battlefield slowly revealed the whole picture, the three flying swords lost their spirituality and fell to the ground, the sword body was covered with a thick layer of dust, and it was no longer the appearance of the cold light flickering before, more than ten zhang away from the flying sword, the middle-aged man looked at the male disciple in a different place, with a look of pain and grief on his face, and shouted loudly: "Ya'er......"

A woman's moan sounded behind him, and the middle-aged man turned his head with difficulty, wanting to see if his only remaining disciple was okay, but as soon as he turned his head, a thin hole the size of a red hair in the center of his eyebrows suddenly expanded, and after an instant, a blood hole the size of a fist was formed, and the man trembled and looked at the disciple who was choked by the neck, and opened his mouth to say, "Please......"

As soon as he said two words, he could no longer support his heavy body and boundless sleepiness and fell to the ground.

"As a monk, when you are fighting for life and death, you don't even have the deep killing intent of the soldiers on the battlefield, have you been hiding in the worldly fairyland since you practiced?"

Ishikawa casually threw the disgraced female cultivator to the ground, the scattered red lines in his eyes converged into the depths of his pupils, he sighed, and said in a low voice: "Very touching master-apprentice friendship, since your master was thinking about your safety before he died, I can't do it......"

"As long as you tell me who is tracking us down, I'll let you go......"

"Alas, I'm really not a murderer, you see you were the first to strike just now, didn't you? ”

The woman pressed her throat, her eyes were full of sorrow and hatred, after listening to Ishikawa's words, she sneered, and said hatefully: "You devil, kill me if you have a kind, if you want to know the answer, go dream!"

Ishikawa squatted down in front of her, smiled and said, "There is nothing new in scolding, what a beautiful and well-behaved little girl, don't you want to say yes, well, even then I won't kill you." ”

"I'm a very merciful person, I'll just abolish your cultivation, and then strip you naked and throw you into the barracks over there, think about it, what kind of consequences will it be if a delicate big girl is suddenly thrown into the wolf's den?"

The woman's complexion changed greatly, she looked at the smiling Ishikawa blankly, her small mouth opened, and she didn't dare to say it if she wanted to scold for two sentences.

"Tell me who it is, I really won't kill you, if you have a great chance to learn the Supreme Dao Fa in the future...... You can get revenge on me, right?"

Two lines of tears silently slid down the woman's beautiful face, she closed her eyes, not daring to look at the bodies of the master and senior brother, let alone the gentle but terrifying smile of the person in front of her, and sobbed: "It is a young man, and the exercises he practices are similar to yours, giving us a feeling of coldness to the bone...... He was in a strange mood at the time, as if if we didn't agree to his request, we would kill us all the next moment. ”

A young man......

It turned out to be a young man......

In an unexpected answer, Ishikawa stood up and looked into the distance with a smile.

Who is he?

While the demon in front of her was in a trance, the woman struggled to get up, and without even picking up the flying sword, she staggered and ran into the distance.

After running for twenty miles, the woman saw that Ishikawa did not chase her, and her heart finally breathed a sigh of relief, she did not dare to slow down, but began to sobb loudly as she ran.

The bodies of the master and the senior brother were there, but she had no way to restrain them, at this time her heart no longer had the previous arrogance and innocence, there was only full of anger and hatred that was about to overflow, if she could kill that demon, she was willing to pay any price.

The woman who was running suddenly felt a chill in her vest, and she looked down in shock, and a flying sword with a cold light just came out of her chest.

It was her flying sword.

He said he would let me go as long as I said it, he was lying, blood spurted from the woman's mouth, and she turned her head with the last of her strength, but she saw the same woman's face.

Zhu Yan was expressionless, gently pushed the woman's back, and put the woman who was barely standing with the last unwillingness and anger in her heart to the ground, and then showed a crying smile: "I'm sorry, don't blame me, I really don't want to kill you, but I really don't dare not kill you......"

Half an hour later, Zhu Yan stood beside Ishikawa with low eyebrows, not daring to move.

"Killed?" Ishikawa asked indifferently as he turned and walked forward.

"Yes, killed. Zhu Yan said in a trembling voice.

"Well, I promised her not to kill her myself, so I can only work hard for you. ”

"It's not hard......" Zhu Yan felt that it was not appropriate to say this, but he really didn't know what to say, so he could only remain silent.

"When I first entered the Dragon Scale Valley to practice, Bai Qingbai once said to me that although the monk has unimaginable power for ordinary people, he can't kill more, let alone kill innocents, but by now, there have been quite a few people who have died directly or indirectly in my hands......" Ishikawa's tone was low, but the next moment he raised his voice and said sharply: "But did I kill the three people tonight by mistake, they have malicious intentions and want to trouble me, I don't kill who they kill!"

"Are you so naïve, do you think I'm really going to keep you and come back to me for revenge?" Ishikawa sneered, the scarlet in the depths of his pupils becoming more and more obvious.

"It's just that they should be killed, and it's only right to kill all these guys!" he laughed loudly.

Zhu Yan had a worried look on her face again, she wanted to get close to Ishikawa, but she was forced to get close by the cold aura emanating from his body, she was trembling, and she had already hid far away and didn't dare to come.

After a long time, the sound of horses' hooves in the distance sounded, heading straight for the direction where the three of them were.

Ishikawa suddenly turned his head, stared at the smoke and dust in the distance, smiled and said coldly: "Is someone sent to the door to find death?

Dozens of horsemen galloped in from afar, and Ishikawa stood still, waiting for their arrival.

Thousands of zhang, hundreds of zhang, as the distance got closer and closer, Ishikawa's indifferent expression suddenly paused, his tightly pursed lips opened slightly, and he said to himself: "It turned out to be Senior Brother Tang......"

A handsome young man sat on a pure black horse without any variegated hair, and as soon as he tightened the reins in his hand, the horse began to slow down, and shouted loudly from a hundred feet away: "You killed a few people over there!......?

But before the words fell, he let out another cry of surprise: "En!? Is it actually Senior Brother Ishikawa!?"