"Du Lin, Du Lin, he has been" Li Yichang's eyes were 'confused', and then an indescribable flame burned in them. [Ran^Text^Library] [][Burning Library (7764)] Squatting there quietly, lying quietly in his arms with a black and purple face.

Yakuyama was also taken aback, and hurriedly stood up and looked out through the broken window. How did the once tall figure fall to the ground now. The senior brother who was as careful as a hair, the senior brother who was very good to him, now fell to the ground, unable to move, as if he was asleep. But how can the face of the fallen asleep be so ugly.

It's not falling asleep, it's poisoning.

The heat rolled on his face, and the sadness was like a fist hitting the sandbag in the center room. Memories of the past emerge from the sand pits, turning over the river and the sea. The guilt in my heart kept coming, and the guilt drove the unrest in my heart, like a "tide" of water that kept hitting the shore of my heart.

What is the right way and what is justice between heaven and earth?

So why do righteous people die?

Why?

Those people in the Poison Valley flinched a little, seeing that the person was shattered by Cheng Yuan's palms, they were very timid, and they didn't dare to step forward for a while.

Several senior brothers surrounded Li Yichang in the middle, covering all aspects, and did not dare to leak any bit of "dew". Otherwise, the loss of one more senior brother would make the situation even worse.

Long Sheng's stiff face was speechless, and his expression was so indifferent, as cold as ice. Among them, grief and grief and other emotions are self-evident, and that sad mood seems to be able to penetrate his frosty silence, and that silence is contagious around him, and they are all wrapped in this sadness, and they are deeply trapped in it and cannot extricate themselves, nor can they escape.

Heaven seems to be very interesting and appropriate. It only took half a minute for the rain to go from dripping to dripping. The dark clouds pressed fiercely, but they were very quiet, without the cooperation of thunder and lightning.

Raindrops slid down the long swords of several people and fell into their hands. The blood stains on the bluestone slab also became filamentous and pulled away from the courtyard.

The clothes of several people were all wet with raindrops, and the "Medicine" Mountain and Lingyu stood one foot outside the eaves. One step away, it was like drowning. The rain was pouring down from the hair on the top of his head, and he couldn't open his eyes. The rain also penetrated the gauze in front of his wound, and there were bursts of soreness from the wound as if he had been bitten by ants, but he didn't have time to care.

Time seemed to slow down, and only the sound of raindrops hitting the tiles could be heard. Several senior brothers didn't dare to slack off at all, for fear that the people of the Poison Valley would suddenly attack, and any casualties would be more than worth the loss.

Just as the people of Poison Valley had paused for so long, the voice of hatred suddenly sounded in the crowd.

"What are you doing, archers ready!"

The voice was extremely loud, and the people around it were awake at once. The Poison Valley disciples also woke up in the blink of an eye, and gradually retreated. The archers, who were hiding behind the crowd, also stepped forward and drew their bows to 'shoot'.

How could the current dragon sheng have this opportunity with them, the long sword suddenly changed hands, swept in the air, and several lines of frost instantly stabbed like everyone. Before the man of the Poison Valley could react, he was pierced by the frost that pierced his body, and he could no longer raise his hands.

The dragon rose to his feet, a thick layer of ice on top of the sword. Where the sword light kills, there must be someone injured, and a layer of ice is formed on the wound, blocking the wound, and the blood in it can't flow out, and those people don't feel pain, but kill him. The distance of the dragon ascending rush was too far, and he immediately killed the side of the person who gave the order.

When the disciple behind him saw that he had not fallen, he turned his head and killed him. Long Sheng's eyebrows were raised, the killing intent had risen, and his big hand was raised. Seeing that those people were fierce, in the blink of an eye, the magic weapon had already killed in front of Long Sheng's eyes. Long Sheng's raised palm suddenly clenched into a fist, and only a bang was heard. The slandered Poison Valley disciple suddenly saw that it shattered like an ice cube, and there was not the slightest blood flowing out of the scene, and one by one the living bodies were torn apart at once, as if the carved ice cubes had been shattered in an instant.

The man who spoke was shocked, but how could he miss such a great opportunity, the two short swords in his hands turned around, and suddenly "thrust" into the back of Long Sheng's chest.

Li Yichang shouted to be careful, Long Sheng couldn't go around early, and grabbed his throat with a wave of his hand. It was much, much faster than the man's. The two of them are not at the same level at all. Long Sheng grabbed the man's throat, and the man was stopped by this move, and he couldn't speak, and his face instantly turned red and purple due to lack of oxygen. The short swords in both hands lost their ability to resist before they were used, and they were "inserted" straight into the bluestone slab underground, and it seemed that the two short knives were very sharp!

Before the people of the Poison Valley could react to this situation, Cheng Yuan hurriedly stepped forward, and the long sword in his hand exuded an incomparably dazzling light.

Long Sheng didn't know why he was like this, why he ran towards him in such a panic, and he also used a lot of force in his hand, wanting to pinch the man's neck. At the moment when he was exerting his strength, the "color" of the man's face suddenly changed. His eyes closed downward, his head fell downward, and the purple red on his face slowly and quickly disappeared, and he no longer had the same expression.

Cheng Yuan shouted, and a sword light suddenly hit him. Long Sheng didn't have time to look back, but gradually saw the bun on the top of the man's head. At this time, Long Sheng reacted at once and hurriedly withdrew his hand. But time seems to be very tight, I'm afraid it's too late. Cheng Yuan's sword light slashed against Long Sheng's shoulder. It's too late to retreat like that. There was a bang in front of him, and the dazzling light stinged Long Sheng's eyes, and he suddenly fell into a blind situation.

Cheng Yuan had also picked it up at this time, this time with the long sword in his hand, a sword stabbed into an unknown place out of thin air, this blow seemed to work, and the scene calmed down. The crowd didn't see what was going on, but they heard a noise from nowhere.

"Cheng Yuan, I miss the past, and I ask you to put down the blades in your hands, this is the best for you, otherwise you won't be able to beat me with your ability!"

Cheng Yuan stood aside with Long Sheng, who was blinded by the dazzling light, his long sword changed to his left hand, and he kept looking around, trying to find where the man was.

At this time, the people of Poison Valley were also furious when they saw that their senior brother had been killed, and they looked for the source of the sound. Someone shouted: "You 'traitor' thief, kill my senior brother, and there is a kind of out." ”

"Hmph!" The voice was extremely familiar, but Cheng Yuan couldn't think of whose voice it was at this time. The voice continued: "Just you group of dregs, don't get out of here!" As soon as the words fell, the head and neck of the person who had just spoken had been separated, and the wound on the neck was very flat, and there was some faint hoarfrost on it, and the huge head was rolling on the ground, and the blood was like a fountain, sprinkled all over the ground. Seeing this situation, Cheng Yuan suddenly understood, that person acted so quickly, and he didn't show any mercy, he must be a cold guest Leng Lingchong.

Some people in the Poison Valley also reacted, and shouted in a big victory: "Leng Ling Chong, you Leng Ke told us that we would form an alliance to attack this White Mountain, why are you killing us now, and you are not afraid that our valley master Dark Yangzi will come to you in the future?"

"There are constant disputes in your Luoyan Valley, you can't even see this, that is, it is not in vain to die!"

After saying this, the man's expression immediately became very frightened. That Leng Ling Chong killed one person after speaking, and now that he has said so much, he must have lost his life.

And Leng Lingchong doesn't seem to have the idea of killing people now, looking like he wants to finish his words, and then it is like this.

"You don't look at the level of your Taoism, even if there are another 11,000 people, they are not the opponent of this Baishan people, and now the Sword Soul Valley is neglected, it is because there are too few masters in the Sword Soul Valley, and there are many people in your Poison Valley, but the dark Yangzi's heart is in great trouble, and besides, the background of the dark Yangzi is from the Ghost Valley, not your Poison Valley, you were sent to the White Mountain this time, it is to borrow the hands of the people of the White Mountain to get rid of you to the cannon fodder, if I were you, go down the mountain now, will this still give the Dark Yangzi his life?"

This speech seemed to have some truth, and everyone around looked at each other, it seems that Leng Lingchong's words have played a certain role, and now the leader has been subdued by him, and no one is his opponent anymore, and the people of Baishan are also very difficult, and there is no chance of winning for a while, and it is not important to go down the mountain to save his life.

"If you want to live, leave now, or the sword in my hand won't be long-sighted!"

When the people in the Poison Valley heard his words, some people had already slowly retreated outward, and everyone was also connected by this emotion, and they all slowly retreated outside the Drinking Incense Courtyard. After a while, they all retreated, scrambling to be the first.

"Brother Leng, you really have a way!" Cheng Yuan looked around and shouted loudly.

"Hey, they have already died since they went up to Qibai Mountain, and under the mountain is the interception and killing of the masters of the Ghost Valley, and none of them will survive!"

"Hey!" Cheng Yuan sighed, but there was no discouraged expression. This person is a disciple of the cold guest, but he knows more about the situation than the disciple of Luoyan Valley, which is really incredible. It's a lot of fun. "Brother Leng is here, presumably to take the lives of a few of my people?"

Li Yichang also looked around and placed Du Lin's body under the corridor in a proper manner, so as not to be exposed to the rain. Qin Yu also stood with his back to Li Yichang, guarding against this Leng Ling Chong.

"I actually don't want to take your 'life', but the master's life is in my body, but now there is a better solution, you might as well join our Leng Ke clan, wouldn't everyone be happy?" Leng Lingchong said lightly, the meaning in his words seemed to be really trying to save a few of them.

Long Sheng also understood at this time, and he didn't know where he was, so he said lightly: "Brother Leng has good intentions, but I don't have this intention in the Drinking Fragrance Academy, if you want to kill it, you have to scrape and listen to it!"

After Long Sheng finished saying this, the surroundings suddenly fell silent. Leng Ling Chong didn't speak for a long time, but this also caused panic among the senior brothers. Lingyu also drew his long sword, tightly protected the "Medicine" Mountain, and hid under the eaves with Du Lin.

The calm scene lasted for a while, and Leng Lingchong said lightly: "I advise you to think about it, otherwise it will be difficult for me!"

"Don't bother Brother Leng, we have made up our minds!" Cheng Yuan said categorically, flatly rejecting Leng Lingchong's invitation.

The scene calmed down, but there were shouts of killing outside the courtyard.

Long Sheng said to Cheng Yuan: "Hurry up and take the 'Medicine' Mountain away, I will keep him here!"

Cheng Yuan couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart after hearing this, that Leng Lingchong was as fast as lightning, and now he didn't know where he was, so how could he stop it. "Senior brother, how can we leave you here alone, if you want to go, let's go together, and we have a better chance of dealing with him together!" The two took advantage of this free time to constantly discuss how to deal with Leng Lingchong, how to make everyone retreat.

Li Yichang was on guard, and now Du Lin's death has hit him really hard. He was confined in the South Courtyard, but he Du Lin helped himself a lot, not to mention that time, any senior brother in this courtyard has become a relative in his heart, and no one can replace him.

Suddenly, Li Yichang's long sword flashed, and he suddenly slashed down the corridor.

Leng Lingchong couldn't hide it anymore, and the thin knife in his hand was suddenly pulled out of his waist. Under the blow, a bolt of frost killed Li Yichang. Li Yichang was not afraid of this blow, so he rushed straight up with this knife, and the long sword struck upward, and the fierce sword qi turned into nothing.

Immediately afterwards, Li Yichang had words in his mouth, and the figure gradually became blurred. Leng Lingchong was very calm, and immediately knew that this was the famous move of Qibai Mountain, the thirty-two ten thousand sword style.

Leng Ling Chong was really a talented man in the world, and he didn't avoid it at all, and rushed straight towards the Ten Thousand Swords Style.

Seeing him like this, the corners of Li Yichang's mouth rose slightly, and his body turned. That Leng Ling rushed extremely quickly, and immediately rushed over, slashing down with a knife. I saw that Li Yichang's figure turned into green silk, which was cut off by Leng Lingchong with a knife, turned into a faint cloud of smoke and dust, and quickly disappeared in the heavy rain.

Leng Lingchong turned around suddenly, and the horizontal knife swept back closely. The movement was extremely smooth, and the blade gradually flew outward. also happened to cut on Li Yichang's figure. The long sword in Li Yichang's hand was only two fingers away from piercing his throat, and now it was still turning into green silk and floating in the heavy rain.

Leng Lingchong couldn't help but admire: "Your Excellency has a bit of Taoism, come and have a few tricks with me!"

In the next three or four attacks, Li Yichang almost stabbed Leng Lingchong. was resolved by him one by one.

It is said that such a heavy rain is very unfavorable to Li Yichang's Ten Thousand Swords Style, after all, the Ten Thousand Swords Style is also fast. And this rain is so heavy that the body will inevitably be dripped by the rain, so that it will show the trajectory of movement, and thus be knocked down by Leng Ling, but from now on, everything is fine. Li Yichang's body technique was very fast, and Leng Lingchong couldn't notice it at all.

Suddenly, Li Yichang appeared in front of Leng Lingchong, and a slight sword light constantly flashed on the long sword, surrounding it, and I didn't know which one was the body.

"You guys go quickly, I'll deal with him!" Li Yichang said very resolutely.

"But!"

"It's nothing, you guys take the 'medicine' mountain with you!" Li Yichang shouted loudly.

Seeing that he was so resolute, Long Sheng said softly, "Be careful yourself!"

Li Yichang didn't answer, he still looked at Leng Lingchong with full vigilance.

"You guys go first, I'll solve it one by one!" Leng Lingchong said provocatively.

Lingyu walked out with the help of the "Medicine" Mountain, and the "Medicine" Mountain looked at Du Lin's corpse with great nostalgia, only to feel that his whole body was hot and weak