Just when it was a matter of life and death, a whirlwind of Baixiaosheng was born out of thin air in the corner of the broken temple, and the net was small and not small, among which the black gas was entangled, the ghost was full of energy, and the rotation speed was unusually fast, and there seemed to be some vitality in it, with a little force, it was weird. [Ran^Text^Library] []【For more exciting novels, please visit】

I didn't expect there to be such a peerless master in this ruined temple.

Everything in heaven and earth can be generated.

This fellow Daoist's Dao must be much higher than his own, and it is better to die at the hands of such a master, it is always more dignified than being killed by those mountain and wild man.

But the sharp sword was coming towards him, with great strength, rushing towards him with an overwhelming momentum, and the face of the cold guest in front of him became clearer and more hideous. Xuan Qing, who was lying on the ground beside him, was about to be unable to support it, and if he let these demons snatch it, the consequences would be unimaginable. But now there is a strong enemy in front of him, and there is a god in the back, the chance of winning can be said to be zero, the situation has reached a life-and-death juncture, there is no way to resist anything, and even the sword light in front of him is difficult to say that he can resist. He hadn't closed his eyes for six days and seven nights, and the feeling of exhaustion hit his nerves all the time. But after all, Xuan Chi has practiced the supreme formation for so many years, and his Taoism is not practiced in vain, and he can still concentrate at this time and not let his attention be distracted.

The force had already rushed to the front door, and the sword had burned to his face. After glancing back, the real whirlwind slowed down, there seemed to be a burst of magic in it, and Xuan Chi wanted to turn back, but his head couldn't turn, and even the pupils in his eyes couldn't turn. Xuan Chi was sweating and standing upside down, and he was in a cold sweat. Thinking it was the whirlwind of demonic arts, he hurriedly penetrated the only remaining vitality in his body through his body, but he didn't find anything unusual.

At the moment of life and death, you can penetrate the vitality in your body. If it is an ordinary disciple, before half of the vitality is running, he will be injured by the sword in front of him, and his "life" will not be guaranteed.

At the moment when he couldn't turn his head, the whirlwind carrying black gas suddenly gathered at one point, and the time was only a short moment, and a burst of black spots flew out of the whirlwind, the speed was extremely fast, and it looked like it was also hitting his face, which was extremely weird. The body still couldn't move, so he had to exude the only vitality in his body to change the trajectory of the black dot and the sword light.

Whoosh, whoosh.

Three black dots flew by, but it wasn't just the one that Xuan Chi saw.

The black dot was extremely fast, but it didn't hit Xuanchi, but rubbed Xuanchi's cheek and flew straight towards the sword.

Bang, bang.

Xuan Chi found that his body was clear, and his thoughts also turned, and he turned back vigorously. There was a black spot on the sword in front of him. The silver-white long sword was stained with a little black spot, and the cold guest in front of him couldn't help frowning, extremely distressed.

Between the lightning and flint, the sword fell to the ground sideways in unison, and the light in the sword dimmed suddenly, and the straight path disappeared.

The cold man's face was very angry, and here luck was injected into the sword body, but the sword did not respond. But Leng Ke didn't come alone, he didn't know how many people were standing behind him, and he was bent on taking Xuanchi's head.

Xuan Chi has not yet come to his senses, three purple and black "colored" steel nails through the hands of the cold guest, and another person followed the steel nail forward, holding a thin eyebrow scimitar in his hand, the blade was polished and shiny, in this poorly lit broken temple is still dazzling, presumably the owner of this scimitar is also a person who can use the knife, the scimitar exudes a burst of cold air, and it is inlaid with seven jewels of different colors and colors, and there are some broken jade embellishments, which is extremely amazing.

A knife slashed, but the speed was extremely fast. Leng Ke's humane law is strong and fast, and he pursues a one-hit kill, and this knife must be to collect his upward head.

Without thinking about it in a hurry, Xuan Chi stabbed it with a sword, and his vitality hit outward with the sword body, hitting the figure of the man.

The blade does not turn, and the body is in shape. It was a turn in the middle of the jump, but the wrist was not affected by the body turning in the slightest, and all parts of the body seemed to be separated, but it was very agile. is worthy of being a cold guest, and his body is really powerful.

Seeing that this blow missed, Xuan Chi was anxious in his heart, and a cold sweat broke out. The sword in his hand had already stabbed out, and if he retracted it, he could not resist the scimitar, but would be split in two by the scimitar. At that moment, he decisively left the sword and took it off, and after the fairy sword got out of his hand, it pierced into the main beam of the broken temple with a bang according to the original trajectory. In this way, it can be easily recovered, and the body has become much more flexible, but there is no fairy sword in his hand, and it would be a fool's dream to win.

With one palm on top, he transported the vitality in his body, and spread out upward along the palm, thinking that it was best to repel him, and then make plans.

The whirlwind behind him gradually stopped, and a black stream appeared in the whirlwind, like ink, but it did not slump to the ground, but slowly gathered together into the shape of a person. Suddenly, a little bit of black ink hit the cold guest, silently.

Neither Xuan Chi nor the cold guest noticed. Xuan Chi slapped it, but the cold guest's wrist was a wrist turn, and when he turned, he drove a sharp blade, light and fast. Xuan Chi was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly withdrew his palm, but it was too late.

Poof.

A bloody light spurted out from Xuan Chi's wrist in an instant, and looking at this formation, it should have cut through the artery of Xuan Chi's wrist.

At the same time, there was a muffled sound on the body of the cold guest in mid-air, and the "color" of the cold guest's face became more and more ugly, and finally he couldn't stand on the ground, and fell heavily to the ground, and his face became distorted, and the blade in his hand also fell to the ground, "inserted" on the ground of the broken temple, and his body curled up, as if he had been hit by some heavy blow.

The cold guest who was originally standing in front of him now didn't dare to step forward when he saw such a scene, and the black ink finally formed a person-like appearance, and gradually receded the black ink, "revealing" the appearance of an old man. Those cold guests looked behind Xuanchi in a daze, and their mouths grew in surprise.

"Leng Qidao is nothing more than that!"

As soon as these words came out, Xuan Chi hurriedly looked back, the man had an old beard, his hair had not completely turned white, but the dull black hair was mixed with white hair, and his life seemed to have experienced too much suffering, and the wrinkles on his face were staggered, and he was very old.

But the cold guest was restless. "Bad old man, don't hurt people secretly if you have the ability!"

"You Leng Ke have killed countless people, aren't they all successful assassins, what qualifications do you have to teach me?"

Xuan Chi looked back, looking at the incredible old man, he still didn't dare to relax his vigilance, holding the bleeding wound, Rao didn't dare to turn his back to the cold guests, and asked, "Who are you and why are you here?"

The old man smiled slightly, pacing in the broken temple, looking like an old man who was separated by a slow distance, but his body was very tough, and he didn't have any tools in his hands, so he didn't seem to have much resistance, but it hurt the cold seven knives of this cold guest.

Besides, this cold seven knives can be regarded as famous. Generally speaking, Leng Ke hides in all corners of the world, is a very strict organization, generally speaking, things will not be too public, usually in the dark to start, do not seek to have much momentum, only to understand the opponent, never drag the mud. However, this Leng Qidao is now very famous, it is precisely because of his superb Taoism that he will definitely end the opponent's "life" within the seven swords, and rarely leave a living mouth, but a miss will spread his fame all over the world. Therefore, when the Seven Knives were knocked to the ground, the people of Leng Ke did not dare to step forward because this old man was too mysterious, and he easily defeated Leng Seven Knives without knowing what to use, making him lose the ability to fight.

"Brother, are you asking me?" The old man turned his eyes to Xuan Chi, smiled and asked, "I was just a pawn in Luoyan Valley!"

The person who was cold guest was already angered by what the old man had just said, and the weapons in the hands of seven or eight people instantly lit up, and the expression on the face of each of them was ruthless to devour the old man alive before he could relieve his hatred. One of the people standing in the middle was like the captain of this team, gritted his teeth and asked fiercely: "My Leng Ke didn't mean to hurt Your Excellency, what we want is the 'life' of these two people, and now that you hurt my fellow disciples, don't blame us Leng Ke for being unkind." After speaking, there was a burst of force in his hand, the scabbard separated, and in the blink of an eye, Leng Ke scattered away, and he couldn't see it, even the Leng Qidao who fell to the ground disappeared.

Xuan Chi's eyes surrounded him, and he leaned down to inspect Xuan Qing's wounds. Xuan Qing was afraid that he only had his last breath left, and it was already very difficult to breathe. The wound on the ground beside him was stained with blood, and there was no more blood from the wound.

"If you come to kill me, do it quickly, I won't descend to Luoyan Valley!"

The old man laughed and said, "Your mentality is really good, and now you can still think about whether to descend or not, but I don't know that it won't take a moment for you and me to become headless corpses." ”

Xuan Chi stopped talking after listening, and leaned down to listen to Xuan Qing's last words.

"I took you out of Tiantong Mountain, do you regret it? If not, you can be admired in Tiantong Mountain!"

The tears in Xuanqing's eyes came out of the frame, dripping on the black hair, very haggard, and shook his head slightly. Xuan Chi's tears also crossed his face unconsciously, dripping on Xuan Qing's face. The grief of the two is indescribable.

"You're suffering!"

Before Xuan Chi finished speaking, the walls of the broken temple were pierced by steel nails with poisonous "liquid", and the force and ferocity of the force instantly turned the walls into powder, and the roof also collapsed.

The old man didn't know what he was holding in his hand, and he used his strength, and the black ink gradually generated a lot, and with a big hand, the black ink covered the three of him, although Xuan Chi said that he knew that this method was the black sky technique of Luoyan Valley, but he didn't know if the old man was malicious to himself.

Whoosh. There were countless sounds, and the steel nails were all engulfed in it, gradually absorbed by the black ink, and none of them could penetrate.

There was a muffled bang, and the roof collapsed on it, but the three people in the black ink did not have the slightest effect.

"This," Xuan Chi looked up at the old man beside him, and couldn't help but feel a little familiar, or very similar to the person in his memory. "Are you a ghost flash?"

"Ghost flash is just a name. The old man named Ghost Flash said slowly, which seemed to be mixed with tens of millions of meanings, and Xuan Chi couldn't guess or see through it.

The old man of Ghost Flash had words in his mouth. As if inspired, the black ink suddenly changed its shape, and rushed up, turning into a whirlwind directly upwards, rushing straight up, tearing the collapsed roof, and the walls and roofs were all turned into powder after such a force, but the original ruined temple seemed to disappear out of thin air. Outside the ruined temple was desolate, and the night was completely dark. The stars were shining, but there was no moonlight.

"Brother, do you want to live?" Ghost Flash took advantage of this short break and gently tapped Xuanchi's heart. The words were plain, Xuan Chi didn't expect that the people of Luoyan Valley would say such things to themselves at this time, his wandering and hardship for so many days suddenly appeared in front of him, many hardships, and unbearable, all turned into a kind of resentment echoing in his heart, impacting the weakness in his heart all at once.

Leng Ke didn't give them much time to intermittently, and instantly rushed from all directions, and the bright light on the blade in his hand rushed to Ghost Flash with a bang.

With a pop, the first person who rushed to Leng Ke slashed with an extremely fast sword. The ghost flashed back three sharp steps, and slashed in the air, producing a very sharp sound.

Before Ghost Flash could stand firm, another sword slashed at a person behind him. Ghost Dodge sideways, but was hit by a knife from the cold guest who rushed from the left.

With a snort, the wound in Ghost Flash's body turned black, and his entire body collapsed into a burst of black ink. When the cold guest saw that the situation was not good, he immediately drew his knife and returned. With a whoosh, it disappeared again.

Suddenly there was a dull voice in the open field, "Black sky*, dark sun!"

In an instant, a strong wind blew.

The strong wind carried some black ink, like strange blades.

"In the world, if you talk about speed, you cold customers are not qualified. ”

Yes!!!

A scream. Xuan Chi hurriedly looked up to check the direction where the wailing came from, but he couldn't see anyone. It must have exceeded the scope of the human eye.

Yes!

The screams came again, and Genchi listened, but it was the position behind him. Still can't see people. But I was amazed. This ghost flash is really not a false name, in less than a second, the speed is unbelievably fast, Rao is so high Taoism, but he can't even see his figure, if he comes to him, he doesn't even have a chance of winning.

The black ink dyed this huge space with a murderous aura, and there was a smell of blood floating in the air, and suddenly a cold came from a distance, concentrated on one point, and hit Xuanchi. Before Xuan Chi could react, he had already turned into a little strength and called at the person behind him.

With a muffled sound, a cold guest who had quietly hidden was instantly overturned, and the cold guest flew backwards. That force eliminated the cold guest in one fell swoop. Xuan Chi looked up, only then did he react, and then looked at the cold guest, his abdomen was pierced by black spots, and the small holes produced by the black spots were very regular, and blood flowed out along the small holes.

A coldness crept up in Xuan Chi's heart, and he suddenly looked back at the source of the black spot, but there was no condition, and the surroundings also returned to calm.

Standing here, I can't say a sense of powerlessness, but my fate is in the hands of others, and the feeling is too uncomfortable.

Immediately after a few screams of pain, the scene returned to calm, and when I looked up, the black ink gradually receded.

Suddenly, a lot of black ink gathered from the ground, and it climbed up bit by bit, forming in front of Xuanchi's eyes. Xuan Chi knew that this was a ghost flash.

The figure of the ghost flash appeared in front of Xuanchi's eyes after a while, but his wrinkled face was very sad. looked at Xuan Chi and said, "You survived, what happens next?"

Xuan Chi didn't know how to answer him, his eyes looked at Xuan Qing, who had passed out, and said: "Ghost Flash senior, if you want to take my head to ask for credit, I just ask you to give me a good time for the sake of our share of the same family." ”

Ghost Flash shook his head and said: "You and I have a somewhat similar fate, I escaped from Tiantong Mountain at your age because of a little annoyance, I know what you think now, but now you think, if you die, he will be happy to be Yushang." ”

Xuan Chi did not speak. Silence is the struggle of the heart.

Ghost Flash then continued: "You and I were originally from the same school, I won't kill you, but what about her?" Ghost Flash pointed to Xuan Qing who had passed out on the ground, "If you don't save her, she will die, if you do it then, you will regret it even more, as for how you choose, it depends on you." ”

Still silent. Xuan Chi knew that Xuan Qing was a jealous and hateful person. If you wake up and realize that you are thrown into the gate of Luoyan Valley, it is no different from dying now, it is better to die now.

Ghost Flash saw that Xuan Chi didn't answer for a long time, and he didn't want to waste any more time. turned around and left, and said lightly: "Be careful in the future, I still won't kill you when I see you again, I hope you will do it yourself." He just disappeared into the distance, out of sight.

Xuanchi and Xuanqing didn't know how they spent that night, and no one knew what happened. Since then, people in the world can no longer find Xuanchi and Xuanqing, and it took a long time before there was news of the two of them, but they had already been thrown into the Luoyan Valley Gate