Seeing his mentor like this, Ling Hu Heng couldn't help but feel a wave of excitement in his heart, and he couldn't help himself for a while, and suddenly a clear roar came from the dantian, and he heard it all over the mountain! Ling Hu Heng seemed to want to completely vent the resentment and grievances and hatred that had been accumulated in his heart for many days, and he wanted the crisp ancient sword mountain and the vast land to empathize.

At this time, the battlefield in front of the mountain gate was intimidated by the sudden howling, and they all involuntarily stopped, and the two sides slowly retreated.

Xuan Xuan had already been beaten by Wu Zhen to have no temper, and could only protect himself, but when he got this gap, his spirit was lifted, and he hurriedly attacked both hands, risking being cut through his chest by Wu Zhen, broke out of the battle circle, and hid behind Xiao Li out of breath.

Wu Zhen had no distractions when he was fighting, so he naturally didn't know what was going on around him. When he stopped, he saw Ling Huheng beside the silent Taoist, his eyes widened for a while, and he quickly rubbed his hands with his hands, and he couldn't believe his eyes: "Senior brother, is it you?"

Wu Zhen couldn't hold back his excitement, rushed up and hugged Ling Huheng, shouting: "Senior brother, you really didn't die, it's great, it's great!"

Ling Huheng was almost out of breath by him, and said with a wry smile: "I'm not dead, but if you work harder, you'll die immediately." ”

Wu Zhen grinned, smiled loudly, and let go of Ling Huheng. But Ling Huheng saw that his eyes were already red.

Wu Zhen looked at Ling Huheng carefully, and said happily: "I'll just say, God will definitely open his eyes, junior brother, you are such a good person, you will not let you die lightly!"

Ling Hu Heng's heart was warm, and he smiled: "Big guy." Are you okay?"

Wu Zhen wiped away the tears of joy and laughter, but for some reason, his nose always felt sour, but he was obviously very happy. Although he had never said it to others, in Wu Zhen's heart, Ling Huheng was equivalent to his brother, even if he had to exchange his life, Wu Zhen would not frown.

For a while, Wu Zhen had mixed feelings, and he couldn't find any words to tell his emotions. Just grinning. He refused to take his eyes off Ling Hu Heng, he was afraid that this was a dream, lest Ling Hu Heng would disappear when he woke up from the dream. His lips moved for a long time, but he couldn't spit out half a word. In the end, he only punched Ling Huheng in the chest.

Ling Huheng was not to be outdone. Also "fired back". The two looked at each other and smiled, such a gesture was their consistent way of expressing brotherhood. Looking back today, I also feel that the past is just yesterday.

Xiao Li looked at Ling Huheng uncertainly on the side, and the Blood Demon Man kept roaring behind him, as if he was choosing someone to devour. Xiao Li said in his heart: "I originally thought that the Ancient Sword Sect no longer had a master of the Mahayana Period, but I didn't expect that such a young disciple would pop up, and he would be so strong! I don't know when the Ancient Sword Sect taught such an excellent disciple, but his cultivation at a young age has reached the realm!"

"Originally, I planned to attack at night, but unexpectedly, the Ancient Sword Sect had already taken precautions; instead, I attacked by force, but this kid jumped out, could it be that he returned tonight? No, in that case, my prestige would plummet, and I had to do something. ”

Thinking of this, Xiao Li no longer had hope of capturing Gujian Mountain, although Yang Xianyang was injured by the Blood Demon Man, and he would not be able to recover his combat strength for a while, but with the addition of Ling Hu Heng, in terms of high-end combat power, he was no longer inferior to the Demon Gate. Xiao Li naturally won't play all the good cards in his hand, and he must withdraw at this moment, but the premise is to find a step to go down.

The "Demon Flame Guide" turned up leisurely, and the flickering fire made this magic weapon look even more strange in the moonlight.

Xiao Li opened his mouth and said, "Silent old man, do you fight or not?"

The silent Taoist's featureless eyes flashed again, and he appeared calmer, and said, "Please!"

But Ling Hu Heng knew that the cultivation of the silent Daoist had always been one line behind, where was he willing to let him take risks again? Thinking of this, he shouted: "Slow!"

Xiao Li said gloomily: "What, you kid also want to go together, then let's come together!"

Ling Huheng is such a shrewd human spirit, how can he not hear the agitation method in Xiao Li's words? Snorted coldly: "You don't have to provoke me, just a waste material like you, I will beat a hundred of them one by one! Why do you need the old Taoist priest to make a move, I can take you from his apprentice!"

Xiao Li was suspicious of Ling Huheng's origin, and now when he heard this, his originally gloomy face was full of hatred: "Are you Ling Huheng?"

Ling Hu Heng was a little stunned, but then he recovered: "What, after hearing the name of your master, I am afraid?"

Xiao Li stared at Ling Huheng fiercely, and said word by word: "Just ask you for a debt!"

Ling Huheng already remembered what happened four years ago in his heart, and pretended to be relaxed and said: "Hey, your master is famous for having a lot of debts, and let's listen to it!"

In fact, he had already guessed that the blood demon behind him was Xiao Yan, but he was limited to his knowledge, and he didn't know how Xiao Yan escaped with his life, but he became such a person, a ghost, and a ghost.

Xiao Li said with a smile: "Linghu Xiao'er, you made my son look like this, and now you can't repay the debt?

Ling Huheng knew that he was referring to Linglong, and suddenly remembered the Yiren who was waiting for him stupidly, and his heart was full of guilt, "It's been four years, is she okay?"

What Xiao Li wants to know most at the moment is Linglong's whereabouts, after all, the Yuan Yin he absorbed is just a substitute for Linglong, and its utility is less than fifty percent, but it also makes him worthy of stepping into the Mahayana period. If he gets the exquisite Yuan Yin again, his cultivation will definitely go straight to the late stage of Mahayana, approaching the Flying Immortals, and then the entire Immortal Cultivation World will be invincible!

Xiao Li saw Ling Hu Heng's stunned appearance, and said that Ling Hu Heng must know Linglong's whereabouts, the new hatred and old hatred made Xiao Li's eyes red, and the "Devil and Hellfire Jian" flew out of his hand, turned into a meteor, and attacked Ling Hu Heng directly!

Although Ling Hu Heng was distracted, it didn't mean that he couldn't notice it, and at the same time that he said in unison to Wu Zhen, "Be careful!", he moved!

Ling Hu Heng was annoyed that Xiao Li's shot was too insidious, and the "Wufeng" fairy sword in his hand was shocked, and he let out a clear roar, rubbed his body and swung his move, and attacked.

At this time, the "Demonic Flame Sword" had already flown back into Xiao Li's hands, and Ling Hu Heng shouted: "Eat me with a sword!"

Xiao Li sneered: "I'm afraid you don't have this ability!"

After that, the "Devil's Evil Fire Sword" flew up suddenly, and in an instant, dozens of circles of light woven into large and small voids and realities wrapped around Ling Hu Heng. It is really a ring after a ring, interlocking, virtual and real. In his hands, the "Demonic Flame Guide" was as agile as an arm, and he waved it at will, showing its power.

I saw that the "Bladeless" fairy sword in Ling Huheng's hand was like a flexible long snake, and it knocked the rings away one by one in a swallow. But his eyes had never seen those halos flying in the sky, but stared at Xiao Li tightly.

Both of them know that this is just the first round of temptation, and the real killing is behind!

I don't know when, the "Demonic Hellfire Jian" flew back into Xiao Li's hands, and the aura in the sky was also broken by Ling Hu Heng one by one. At this time, Ling Huheng sneered: "Hey, don't you think you want to defeat me with this little trick?"

Xiao Li laughed instead of being angry: "I don't know if you kid can laugh later!" After that, he directly gave up using the magic weapon to attack from afar, because there has never been a contest between two masters, and the long attack is not a real means to determine the outcome of the battle. To decide life and death, you must fight hand-to-hand!

Suddenly, both of them moved, the "Wufeng" fairy sword was as thick as a mountain, swinging the sun and the moon, and the "Demonic Hellfire Jian" was like a turbulent wave, a wave as high as a wave. The two went head-to-head, and they even chose to attack at the same time!

There was only a snap of a finger between the movements, but the two had already exchanged dozens of moves! During the period, the two of them were like a flat boat on the stormy waves, and one of them could be killed at any time!

The "Demon Evil Fire Sword" transformed into a big shield, which could be attacked and defended, and in an instant, it made a change of sixty-six and thirty-six. The momentum has climbed to the peak, and in the glory of the great glory, the demonic aura is blazing, and it is like the substance!

And Ling Hu Heng was not to be outdone, the sword qi on the "Wufeng" fairy sword was also condensed like a substance, and when it touched the demonic qi, it was like a hot knife cutting into butter, and the sword qi was everywhere, and the demonic evil was like solid ice touching the melting sun, turning into mist.

The sword qi cut into the "Demonic Hellfire Sword" without hindrance, Xiao Li was taken aback, and hurriedly changed his move. But Ling Hu Heng responded to all changes with the same, no matter how Xiao Li dodged, the sword qi always followed him like a shadow, and Xiao Li was entangled like maggots attached to the bones, and the sword qi was so excited that Xiao Li's skin was full of goosebumps.

This trick "Qinglian Zhongtong", so that Hu Heng does not know how many times he has used it, when the silent Taoist explained the essence of this trick, he only said eight words, "anticipate the enemy's opportunity, adapt to the situation", but for these eight words, I don't know how many people are poor, and they can't ask for it; how many people have been tempered until death. Now, in the hands of Ling Huheng, it is like a fantasy, with antelopes hanging horns, almost perfect. In a trance, the sword intent is vertical and horizontal, as if the way of heaven can be found, and the road and sea can be crossed.

Everyone in the Ancient Sword Sect was fascinated and benefited a lot. Seeing that Ling Hu Heng was so cultivated, there seemed to be a hint of a smile on an old face that had not smiled for ten thousand years; Yang Xianyang even sighed that the back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, and he also secretly regretted his inaction that day......

However, Xiao Li has been famous for so many years, and it is not in vain, the "Devil and Hellfire Jian" is full of evil energy, and the sky and the sun are covered in an instant, the dim moonlight is blocked, and for a while, it is pitch black, and Hu Heng is also shrouded in it.

At this moment, everyone thought that Xiao Li would fight back, but between the lightning and flint, only a scream could be heard, Wu Zhen looked at the pitch-black mass nervously, a handful of sweat in his palms, and the "Stop Water" fairy sword was held tightly.

Unexpectedly, the evil aura dissipated in an instant, and a figure fell out of the evil qi, and then "clanged", which turned out to be the "Ghost Evil Fire Watch".

Everyone in the Demon Gate rushed up and hugged Xiao Li, who was vomiting blood, and panicked voices: "Door master, door master!"

Xiao Li forcibly clicked on several acupuncture points on his chest, and after a while, he gasped and said: "Today's humiliation, I Xiao Li wrote it down, and I will definitely pay it back in the future!"

Ling Hu Heng floated in the air, quietly watching the people of the Demon Gate who dispersed like a tide, and after a while, they walked cleanly, only a pool of blood on the ground, proving that there was an earth-shattering battle here not long ago.

At this time, an old voice came out: "Boy, do a good job, Lao Tzu owes you a favor." (To be continued......)