Leng Sandao turned his figure to the side, and looked at the person wrapped in black in front of him with astonishment in his eyes, and he couldn't see his appearance. [Ran^Text^Library] [](Burning Library (7764)) However, the fairy sword in his hand was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't think of any place to see the fairy sword for a while.

The man in black looked at Leng Sandao's stunned expression, and immediately stopped his moves. Hidden in the night clothes, the eyes that emitted a faint glow stared at Leng Sandao tightly, but there was no emotion.

"You are not my opponent, and I don't want to kill anymore, you let him go, and I will let you go!"

Leng Sandao wanted to say that he was leaving, and from the one or two moves just now, he knew that he was very skilled, but he might not be able to beat it, but now in front of so many disciples, he was embarrassed to say that he wanted to escape.

The man in black saw that he didn't answer for a long time, so he continued: "As an elder of the Leng Ke, you actually torture a junior like this, what kind of morality is it, don't leave quickly, otherwise how will you explain to the patriarch of the Leng clan when you go back?"

This remark made Leng Sandao furious, and he asked sharply: "These people are the disciples of the White Mountain, and they hurt my beloved disciples, how can I let them go?"

"Leng Lingchong can't practice, and it is reasonable to be killed by the water, you Leng Ke have made friends with Qibai Mountain, but now you have fallen into the well, then Leng Lingchong's death here can only be regarded as a retribution. Although the man in black said vicissitudes of life, but every sentence was as reasonable, and Leng Sandao couldn't refute it at all.

Leng Sandao's face was flushed with anger, his eyes stared at him fiercely, and he roared: "As a person from Luoyan Valley, aren't you afraid that Dark Yangzi will go back and punish you for saying such things that deceive teachers and destroy ancestors?"

After the man in black heard the name Dark Yangzi, his body was in shape for a while, as if he remembered the vicissitudes of life and the things that happened thousands of years ago. Memories also quickly rushed to my heart, and turned my head into emptiness. Wasted in his decades of empty memories. These two opposing memories constantly pounded in his body, forming a shining lamp that illuminates the pace of action now.

"Hey, hey!" he laughed, and the past went with him. "Dark Yangzi, an old friend who I haven't seen for many years, you Leng Ke conspired with him to attack the White Mountain, which is tantamount to seeking skin with the tiger and asking for hardship. ”

Leng Sandao was stunned when he heard this, and carefully recalled the main points in his words. Since he is an old friend of Dark Yangzi, such a strong person should be in the main hall of Qibai Mountain now, and now he appears here, in order to save these three little ghosts, there are complicated incidents, and he can't guess what is probable, so he can conclude that this person may have had some trouble with Dark Yangzi before, and now he has only fallen to this level.

One of the disciples who tied up Lingyu in the cold guest quit, and seeing that this scene had been deadlocked, he suddenly saw that the force had increased, and he directly twisted the wound on Lingyu's arm. Lingyu, who was originally in pain and fainted, was woken up by the pain, and couldn't help but scream.

The man in black's eyes turned instantly, and Leng Sandao immediately realized that the situation was not good, and hurriedly drew his knife to block the man. But it's still a little late. As soon as his blade went sideways, the black 'color' pierced directly through the blade, instantly making a red dot on the man's eyebrows. Just as the disciple's figure fell backwards, the man in black suddenly raised his hand, and his five fingers suddenly clenched together. The disciple who had been recruited also underwent a great change in his body, and he was suddenly enveloped in black smoke. Besides, the smoke was also very fast, and several fellow disciples next to him immediately came over to help him remove the black gas around his body, but the black gas suddenly dissipated, as if it had been emptied, and the whole person turned into a pile of white bones and fell straight to the ground.

This kind of situation scared a few of them coldly, especially Leng Sandao.

This person's Black Heaven Mystery Technique has been cultivated to a kind of supernatural realm, and he can even penetrate the real thing, and instantly wipe out a flesh and blood body, and there is a pool of white bones under his body. It's a desperate effort.

"Let your apprentices pay attention, don't hurt a few of them, otherwise I won't be able to deal with them when I go back?" said lightly, although he killed this person in an instant, but now he stood there as if nothing had happened.

Leng Sandao's anger was not good, and the edge of the treasure knife also turned to the man in black. The sharp blade shone with a cold light, as if it was about to kill the man in black with a single blow.

The man in black looked at the direction where the blade was coming from, and he didn't panic. Seeing the rushing blow, his left arm suddenly popped forward with two fingers, and he twisted it in the direction where the blade came from.

Seeing this, Leng Sandao was overjoyed. The blade suddenly spun out of thin air, and the sharp blade slashed towards the arm of the man in black. Leng Sandao's move is not only agile, but also skillful. Looking at his appearance, he is full of confidence, and he is afraid that he will take the "life" of many people with this trick.

The man in black didn't look surprised. There was no movement in the hidden expressions. I saw that the wide night clothes suddenly dispersed, and the wide long sword suddenly blurted out. Like a giant dragon, it was like an enemy rushing towards it in an instant.

But after all, Leng Ke is known for his agility, and it seems that the training in the past is really indispensable. Leng Sandao turned his wrist violently and pressed the blade towards the arm of the man in black. The man in black's wide blade was about to be too late.

Now the situation of the man in black is a lifesaver for Fushui. No matter what his current status is from Luoyan Valley, or what his identity is, it is much better than falling into the hands of Leng Sandao. His eyes looked at Lingyu again, and Lingyu's pretty face was now full of wounds, and he couldn't see her clearly. Her right arm had been abolished, showing an arc that was impossible for a normal person, and she was locked behind her by the Leng Ke disciple, and the blood stained her entire body red.

She is a comfortable and safe presence for the water. It will also allow his homeless child to find his own home, no longer drifting, like a dandelion, only knowing the beginning, but not where the end is.

She is the source of all his spiritual power, and she is also the sustenance of his infinite reverie. They fantasize that one day, they will find a place where there are only the two of them, where to live for the rest of their lives.

Seeing that slash down, the black-clothed man's left arm quickly retracted towards his body, and the broad sword in his right hand also stabbed at Leng Sandao suddenly.

At this time, the black clothes were scattered by the man. It was only then that the water could see the person's appearance clearly, but what was even more shocking was that the broad sword he was holding turned out to be ghost ink!

Leng Sandao also saw the broad sword clearly, his heart couldn't help but be shocked, and his mind relaxed his vigilance a little. But at this moment of distraction, the force on the blade was also a little sluggish. The man in black saw the timing, and as if he understood, a powerful air flow suddenly rushed forward from the top of the sword.

Then there was a muffled thud, followed by a sharp rise and a mouthful of blood, and then the knife was put back into its sheath.

"Hehe, do you know who I am now!" the man in black took off his hat and carefully placed it on the body of the "Medicine" Mountain. The hair on the temples is slightly white, and the whiteness runs along the entire hairline, more like snowflakes, scattered on the top of his head at random, giving people a sense of vicissitudes. The wrinkles on his forehead also pressed down against his eyes with his old age, making his whole face look very discordant. The whole person looked very thin, and now it looked almost skinny, "It's been a long time, ghost ink!" Leng Sandao retracted his saber into the scabbard and looked at him full of memories.

"The ghost ink represents the past, but not the future!" The black ink in the ghost ink in his hand kept flowing, like a docile lion cub, lying quietly around the master. "After that, Ghost Mo will die, and the rest will be Twilight!"

Twilight, this familiar name.

Once one of the Seven Heroes of Tiantong.

"Okay!" Leng Sandao also had nothing to say, and said this word stiffly.

"I won't say more, I'm going to save the three of them in the name of others, if you know each other, just retreat!" said Twilight very haughtily.

This remark made Leng Sandao angry in his heart, how could he say leave without spine in front of so many disciples, of course not. Hehe laughed, threw the saber upward, and his heel instantly followed, and kicked the saber towards Twilight.

Twilight has experienced the vicissitudes of life, of course, he knows that this move is a false move, but he still raises his hand to take it. The black qi also rushed out from his raised left hand, and it was not just one, but a lot of black 'colors' that were scattered, and they rushed towards Leng three swords in four pieces.

Leng Sandao knew that this kind of black gas could not be touched. As soon as the figure turned, it was impossible to see the trace. Several Leng Ke disciples who were originally standing on the side also rushed up, seeing that they were still in this small room just now, but now they couldn't see any of them.

That twilight didn't panic at all, raised his hand to take the blade of Leng Sandao, and threw it in front of him without the slightest hesitation. In the blink of an eye, with a whoosh, the blade was directly "inserted" into the body of a Leng Ke disciple, and penetrated through the person's body, directly "inserted" into the wall.

Whisk Shui couldn't help but be shocked by the power of this force. It was also at this time that when I looked towards Twilight's figure, I saw that his figure was suddenly scattered by a punch from behind. The whole person dispersed into black smoke and dissipated into the room.

The disciples of Leng Ke thought they had succeeded, and they all stopped, but there was a sound from nowhere, and they shouted: "Be careful, he is not dead yet!"

After saying this, the Leng Ke disciples disappeared into the room again.

The water just felt a little ridiculous, even if the body couldn't hurt people no matter how quickly it was, it was still useless, it was just a trick to deceive yourself.

He was not idle, and crawled towards Lingyu. Lingyu had fainted for a long time, and still didn't know what was going on with her. In fact, Fushui had already thought of the worst in his heart, and he was so lost in his heart that it was like falling into an endless abyss. The whole thing was intertwined with weightlessness and pressure, like two scars, tearing at him in the opposite direction. Supraatrial pain should not be attached.

Lingyu's injuries couldn't be more serious, and the temperature on her body became very low due to too much bleeding. The water wiped the blood from her face very carefully, but there was no way to start.

Now I feel powerless, and what's the use of thinking back to my previous hubris.

Fushui raised his head slightly, tears in his eyes. The bright light flashed in front of them, and the dark green "color" light flashed, and in an instant, two people fell to the ground, and their bodies became extremely dry, as if they had been sucked dry.

His own ability alone was not enough to see the fighting situation between Yu Zi and Leng Sandao, but there was a sound of swords and soldiers intertwined in his ears. The dust above his head didn't fall down.

Twilight turned into a cloud of black smoke, drifting around, and I don't know who turned into a human form in front of it, and in front of whom it was scattered and empty.

Leng Sandao connected with him, and gradually lost a little. As far as the Ghost Ink Immortal Sword is concerned, it is difficult for Leng Sandao to compete with it. The chaotic variables in the ghost ink, the endless move variations, will really make people have a headache.

Twilight suddenly thought about the roof of the house and slammed it. How could the fragile roof receive such a major blow, Leng Sandao's body was extremely agile and dodged this move.

Sawdust and dust fell down all over the place, and the water was afraid that the dust and sawdust would stain Lingyu's wounds, so he held her tightly in his arms, and didn't let any foreign objects hurt her.

The collapse of this house is inevitable. Leng Sandao saw that he was losing one after another, and he would definitely not be able to beat Tiantong Qixiong. Immediately, he gave the disciples a look of "color", Lingyu's face was covered with blood, his left hand was weakly placed on the waist of the water, and he muttered: "I don't regret it, you live well." Lingyu's voice was extremely weak, and she couldn't hear it clearly, and she could only understand Lingyu's words by brushing the water and her usual tacit conjecture.

To live well, to have faith in life. You will have a lot to do in the future, and it is not just as simple as revenge.

The "Medicine" Mountain was still in a state of sleep, and suddenly a sharp broken blade was "inserted" from the top down, and stabbed straight into the body of the "Medicine" Mountain.

The water was in a hurry, but now that Lingyu was in his arms, if he was hit by the beam, he would not be able to live. Even if he made a decision, he had already helped the 'Medicine' Mountain along the way, it was his creation that he could live, and it was his fate that he could not live. I don't want to lose anything because of the 'medicine' mountain.

At this moment, the black qi surrounding Twilight himself also instantly moved in front of the 'Medicine' Mountain, and Tuan Tuan surrounded the 'Medicine' Mountain's body.

The Leng Ke disciple didn't care so much, and stabbed the short blade in his hand towards the 'Medicine' Mountain. Straight on top of the black gas. The black qi surged onto the man in an instant, and the sound of horror was endless, until the black qi completely surrounded the disciple's body, and then he couldn't find even a single bone, and he was completely trapped in the black qi.

Lingyu also watched the last moment, and after confirming that the 'Medicine' Mountain was fine, she closed her eyes quietly