Seeing that Lingyu rushed over again, although he was anxious, his neck was stuck by Leng Sandao, and he couldn't make a sound, and even his breathing became extremely difficult. [Ran^Text^Library] [](Ran Library (7764))

"You little ghost, I have the heart to let you go, and you still come to seek death, so I'll give you a ride!" Leng Sandao swung his knife and slashed straight at Lingyu.

How could Lingyu let him kill Fushui easily, even if he gave up his "life", he must fight. But his strength is too different from the cold man in front of him, and he is not his opponent at all.

Leng Sandao was also afraid that something would go wrong, the blade swam away from the dragon snake, and he couldn't see clearly that the blade was going to cut in the direction of the spirit jade. The water was a little relaxed because of this, but it was still stuck on the wall by those big hands, and he couldn't move at all, and he couldn't help Lingyu in the slightest.

Whoever is in this situation will have a huge sense of powerlessness in his heart, and he will be trapped in it. No matter how strong your ability is, you can't face it, and you have to face this situation helplessly.

Lingyu also came prepared, so as not to have such a dangerous situation just now. Facing the ethereal knife path in front of him, he was not so surprised, nor was he so surprised, the long sword in his hand made a forward stabbing shape, completely ignoring the damage that the knife path might cause to him.

"Hmph, take it!" Leng Sandao spotted the weakness of Lingyu's movements, and the blade seemed to follow the chaotic air flow in front of him, and slashed towards Lingyu's right shoulder very softly. Lingyu's right hand was originally injured, and now that the long sword is stabbed, he can only attack with his left hand, and his right arm is very empty and firmly hanging. Under this blow, it looked very tricky, and according to the position where Lingyu rushed from, there was no way to resist this move.

Whisking water is also very worried, and I don't know what I can do to help Lingyu.

"Die!" Leng Sandao slashed towards Lingyu with all his might. It looks like it's about to hit Lingyu's body.

Lingyu ignored it and rushed forward. The sword in her left hand didn't have much strength, but if you looked at it like this, she could still hurt Leng Sandao, but she herself had to suffer considerable damage.

Fu Shui was very anxious now, he didn't expect Lingyu to make such a choice, and actually saved himself with his own "sex" life. At some point, the stiff facial muscles were warm. The blood red in his eyes became more and more intense. A tear is like the last emotion gushing out of a crater.

"Hmph, carving insect skills, but that's it!" Leng Sandao shook his hand, and the blade in his hand immediately followed the master's will, and instantly slashed the sharp blade heavily on Lingyu's weak right arm.

The water could see it clearly, and the sharp blade instantly cut off the skin on Lingyu's body, and it sank straight into the muscles. The blade is so deep that it doesn't seem to hurt very lightly.

Lingyu originally thought that if she took his move, she could also cause him some damage, and maybe force him to put down the water. But the situation is quite the opposite. Leng Sandao's blow was too fierce, and he hit himself directly. The sword was still a long distance away from his cold three swords, and he couldn't stab it at all.

This move was so ruthless that the intense pain almost made Lingyu faint. Now Lingyu's condition is also not optimistic, his right arm can't be lifted at all, and the wound is very deep, it is estimated that even the bones have been broken. But fortunately, her whole body was infused with vitality to protect her body before her, and at this time, she had to be glad that her entire right arm was still there.

But the wound was too painful. Lingyu's face was covered with cold sweat, and she bit her lip to divert the pain. But it didn't have much effect. The pain traveled through his veins, and step by step transmitted the terrible pain to his head. also squeezed out the blood in her body step by step. The blood "fluid" was almost gushing out.

Lingyu held on to prevent herself from falling, that firm look, that painful expression was deeply imprinted in Fushui's brain, lingering.

Leng Sandao no longer cares about Lingyu, and knows that she has lost the ability to fight, and she has been injured too badly under one knife, and she has no strength at all. Now it's time to understand the murderous vengeance. The big hands gradually strengthened again, and the "color" of Fushui's face became hideous, and the whites of the eyes and pupils could not be seen clearly in the blood-red and black eyes, but he could still feel that Fushui was now in danger.

Lingyu's face was pale, beads of sweat flowed down her skin, and her lips were bitten, but she couldn't stop the pain on her right arm. There was no feeling at all under the wound, and the wound that had been wounded by the hidden weapon had been covered up by the pain of this broken arm. She was anxious to see the painful appearance of the water, but now she had no way to pick up the long sword again, and she didn't know how to relieve the water.

Leng Sandao scolded at the water and said: "You dog, you actually killed my beloved disciple, today I will break your body into thousands of pieces, and it is difficult to understand the hatred in my heart." ”

Unable to speak on his flushed face, hearing this, he looked at Leng Sandao viciously and spat at his face.

Leng Sandao was furious, and his palm suddenly exerted force. The whole body of the water was as if it had been hammered by a stone hammer, and the whole body sank into the wall, and the wall was centered on the water, and several cracks were cracked. Leng Sandao seemed to be intentional, and with a slight swipe of his wide palm, the blood in his mouth flowed out like a waterfall.

Of course, Leng Sandao would not miss this opportunity to torture and whisk water, and he used his strength to contain his throat. The blood gushing from his internal organs was nowhere to go, and it was all hoarded in his own body. Under the skin, it is visible to the naked eye, and there is a layer of blood film, which is extremely terrifying, and the whole person seems to have been stripped of his skin, and his whole body is blood-red.

The water was also tortured to death in this way, and the whole body was filled with a feeling of swelling and cracking. He grabbed Leng Sandao's body with both hands, but it didn't have any effect. Fushui's eyes are blurry, and he can't see clearly, and now that he is stuck in his neck with his big hand, it can be said that he doesn't have much strength, and even if he raises his hand, it can't play any role at all.

Lingyu was very anxious, but she heard some noisy footsteps outside the room. Seeing that the current situation is becoming more and more unfavorable for them. A cold three knives have already made them very tricky, and now there are chasing soldiers again, how can they be good now?

When Lingyu was thinking about it, she saw that the hidden weapon that injured herself on the ground was lying quietly on the ground, as if waiting for her call. She no longer hesitated, made a decision immediately, and suddenly picked up the flying knife and threw it at Leng Sandao's vest.

Leng Sandao was torturing the water on Xing's head, not caring about the blow from behind.

I saw that the flying knife was very gentle, after all, Lingyu was seriously injured now, and he didn't have much strength at all. The flying knife flew straight towards Leng Sandao's vest. The flying knife was extremely sharp, and it was instantly pierced in Leng Sandao's vest.

Leng Sandao screamed, and the pain of being cut through the skin by the flying knife immediately spread throughout his body. provoked Leng San had to put down the water, and the water also fell down from the wall, and the blood seemed to be unstoppable, overflowing from his seven orifices. There was a lot of blood spitting out, and I couldn't control it at all, as if I was going to empty all the blood "liquid" in my body.

Leng Sandao was furious, stretched out a hand and fiercely pulled out the flying knife on his vest. Holding the knife in his hand, the green tendons on both sides of his head burst out. Looking at it like that, if he didn't kill Lingyu, it would be difficult to solve the hatred in his heart.

At this time, the cold guest pursuers outside the door also arrived at the same time. When Leng Sandao saw Leng Ke coming, he roared loudly: "Arrest that demon girl." ”

Of course, the Lengke disciple was obedient and immediately dragged the Lingyu up. The attitude was very bad, and he didn't care about the wound on Lingyu's right arm at all. Leng Sandao grabbed the flying knife and strode in front of Lingyu.

Fushui shouted loudly in a hurry: "Leng clan rat generation, if there is a kind, come to me, don't touch her!"

At this time, if he said such a thing, Leng Sandao would not be moved at all. Raising his hand, he slapped Lingyu's face fiercely.

Lingyu's situation is getting worse and worse, the Lengke disciple who is supporting her right arm has already folded her right arm into an incredible arc, and looking like that, her right arm has been broken.

"You rat, there's a kind of coming towards me, don't touch her!" The toughness in the words of the water became weaker and weaker, and at the end of the sentence, it was like begging for mercy.

Leng Sandao pressed the blade of the flying knife hard against Lingyu's face, and said, "Do you know what crime you committed just now?"

Lingyu was speechless in pain now, and her breath trembled. It's not a fear, it's a cold with too much blood loss.

"You people in Baishan deserve to die, I will give you to Ling Chi with a knife in front of him, and then torture him!" Leng Sandao said, and as soon as his hand slipped, he cut a wound on Lingyu's miserable face, and blood was left in an instant.

"How do you feel now, let's die slowly!" Leng Sandao said as he cut another scar on her face.

"Leng Sandao, you dog, I will kill you all in the future!" I couldn't resist such a heavy pressure in my heart anymore, and said bitterly: "Leng Sandao, you let her go, I beg you, I am willing to do whatever you want me to do if you let her go." ”

Leng Sandao listened to his bitter pleading, and seemed to be very interested in the current appearance of the water, so he turned around, looked at the water on the ground, squatted on the ground, supported the chin of the water, and said: "Hehe, it's easy for you to kill my apprentice, and now I want you to taste the taste of loss, and double it back to you!"

Lingyu's body has been melted into I don't know how many scars, and it is very painful to look at it. She raised her head with difficulty, and her face, which was originally closed and embarrassed, was now full of bloody wounds, and she could no longer return to the original delicate spiritual jade. Her eyes looked at the water firmly, and the pain made her unable to say a word. It's just that the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and the blood "liquid" on his face flows into his mouth along the angle of the corner of his mouth and the water can no longer stand this kind of blow, no matter what, he wants to get up with his hands on the ground, but before he can exert his strength, he was kicked by the Leng Ke disciple next to him, followed by many soles of his feet slammed into his head and all over his body.

It was also at this time, just as everyone was busy with their own situation, suddenly there was a bang on the roof. Everyone took advantage of the situation to look up, but saw a man in black falling steadily to the ground, and they didn't know where it came from.

Leng Sandao was holding a flying knife in one hand, and while slashing on Lingyu's body, it was a little unsightly in front of others. He immediately withdrew the flying knife, hid the flying knife behind his back, looked at the man in black who fell from the roof, and asked with bad intentions: "Who is here, report your name?"

The man didn't answer the question directly, and said directly in a hoarse voice: "Let the three of them go, and I will spare your lives!"

"Heh, what a big breath, don't you open your eyes to see who I am?" Leng Sandao said very arrogantly.

"Three-knife rat generation, what are you afraid of?" The voice of the man in black was old like an old man, but looking at his figure, he was a middle-aged person.

Leng Sandao was extremely angry when he heard this, but the man in black immediately said his name, and said such arrogant words, presumably there should be some Taoism.

The water also looked at the man in black, the figure was vague but somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it several years ago. Now that it is here, it is not known whether it is friend or foe, but what the consequences will be better than the current situation.

"Then Your Excellency is wearing a night robe, who is it?" Leng Sandao regretted a little after saying this, after all, his momentum was shorter, and he couldn't lose face in front of his disciples.

The man in black seemed to see through Leng Sandao's heart, and "exposed" a little bit of the blade of the long sword from the wide night clothes. The sword body looked very strange, the whole thing was a black "color", different from ordinary iron swords, emitting white light. Moreover, the tip of the sword was much wider than that of an ordinary long sword, which seemed to be more than two long swords wider. It is estimated that it will be more than a foot above the sword body in the middle.

Leng Sandao looked at the strange long sword, and his heart was also shocked, and he couldn't think of who took this long sword for a while.

Before he could react, he saw that as soon as the long sword moved, he withdrew into the wide night clothes, and then poked out his left hand from the night clothes, and suddenly protruded a cloud of black smoke from his left hand, and hit Leng Sandao straight towards it.

Leng Sandao also reacted very quickly to pull out his treasure knife and block it in front of him. The black qi was extremely fast, and it instantly hit the treasure knife of the cold three swords. Leng Sandao couldn't backhand, and another burst of black gas rushed over. Leng Sandao couldn't, so he had to measure his body to avoid this black gas. The black gas turned into a fist and flew over against Leng Sandao's side face.

"Falling Goose Valley?