Keep running, Hengshan is already close at hand, Ling Hu Chong doesn't want the destination of this trip to be known by the black-clothed iron-masked man behind him, and besides, even if the old nun and the little nun of the Hengshan faction go up together, they are not this person's opponent!

Another quarter of an hour passed, Ling Hu Chong deliberately avoided the peaks of Heng Mountain, and ran directly towards the farther mountain range, feeling the approach of the black-clothed iron-masked man behind him, Ling Hu Chong suddenly saw a familiar figure in the mountains when he was flying-Tian Boguang walking alone!

"How did he end up here?" was the first thought that flashed through Ling Hu Chong's mind, but he didn't have time to guess the reason due to the critical situation.

Locked the direction where Tian Boguang was, Ling Hu Chong made a rapid forced landing, and the black-clothed iron-masked man behind him also chased him!

"Huh!" Ling Hu Chong appeared in front of Tian Boguang's eyes almost without warning, and the latter was so frightened that the latter took several steps back one after another!

After looking at it for a while, Tian Boguang suddenly pointed to Ling Hu Chong's nose and said, "Oh! It turned out to be you, the birdman!"

Linghu Chong said: "Don't talk nonsense, help me take care of this child!"

The corners of Tian Boguang's mouth twitched, and he said angrily: "Ling Hu Chong, who are you Tian Boguang when I am I? She is just a child, so you will arrest her! That's right, I am a lewd 'thief, but Lao Tzu's prostitution also has a way! I will never do such a thing that loses my conscience!"

Ling Hu Chong staggered Tian Boguang with a right hook on his face, and said loudly: "Lewd, lewd, lewd, I lewd your brother-in-law!

At this time, the black-clothed iron-masked man was already standing behind Ling Hu Chong.

Seeing this, Tian Boguang smiled and said: "There is another birdman, this brother, where did you buy your mask so handsome? Can you borrow it from me to wear it......?"

Before he could finish his sentence, his figure flew upside down like a cannonball. Knocked off a tree before spitting blood and closing the fish.

"No matter who you are, you talk too much nonsense!" said the black-clad man coldly.

Linghu Chong gently placed Xie Yun'er on the soft green grass, looking at her cute appearance of whispering softly, it seemed that she was having some sweet dream.

Tian Boguang stood up tremblingly, spit out a mouthful of blood, pulled out a single knife and pointed at the black-clothed iron-masked man and scolded: "You fuck a little egg, dare to do something to your Tian Ye, you kid is impatient!"

"Flies are annoying!" the black-clad man in the iron mask waved his palm again.

"Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light!"

This time, it was impossible for Ling Hu Chong to stand by and watch anymore, and he threw a boulder against the palm wind with both hands.

"Boom-"

With a small sound, countless rubble flew into the sky. Linghu Chong slapped a few stone chips that were about to fall on Xie Yun'er's body, and Tian Boguang was stunned in place, obviously, he was a little stunned! If he rushed up just now, the end would definitely not be much stronger than that stone!

Tian Boguang glanced at Ling Hu Chong, his eyes mixed with a slightly complicated look, which seemed to be grateful and surprised......

"Brother Tian, lend you a single knife!"

Ling Hu Chong finished speaking. There was an extra single knife in his hand, and Tian Boguang, who was empty-handed, didn't know when the single knife in his hand was taken by Ling Hu Chong!

"Hey, Ling Fox Bird, aren't you a sword?!" Tian Boguang asked weakly. But no one responded.

"You've chased me for more than a thousand miles, don't you just want to fight me?" Okay, I'll fulfill you!" Ling Hu Chong pointed at the black-clothed iron-faced man with a single knife.

"I remember, you're the kid I knocked out last time. I didn't expect you to be able to run so far so quickly, you must have eaten a lot of natural treasures, right?!" The black-clothed man in the iron mask said slowly.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to fight, be fast" Ling Hu Chong fled all the way, and he had already held back his anger. plus the one half a month ago, it happened to be a new hatred and an old account.

The black-clothed iron-masked man said: "My prey this time is not you, it's the little girl you carry......"

"I don't care who your prey is, since I Ling Hu Chong likes to meddle in things, Yun'er, you can't take it away anyway! You can't hide from this battle today!" Ling Hu Chong interrupted arrogantly.

The black-clothed iron-masked man laughed and said, "Hahahaha, joke, even if one of your subordinates is defeated, you want to stop me?"

"Don't talk nonsense, you can take my sword, I'll make the fox write the word backwards!" With that, Ling Hu Chong raised his single knife and rushed towards the black-clothed iron-masked man.

"Boundless falling trees, not only the Yangtze River is rolling!"

Linghu Chong directly used the knife as a sword, although this move was less dexterous in swordsmanship, but invisibly more domineering!

The wind swept away wantonly, the surrounding rocks, grass and trees flew sideways, smoke and dust swept into the sky, and the fierce sword qi mixed with Dao Gang condensed towards the black-clothed iron-masked man!

"Hmph! carving insect skills!" the black-clothed iron-masked man snorted disdainfully, and then he pulled out the pitch-black long sword he was carrying, and with a volley in the air, all the sword qi and swords were turned into light smoke!

"Didn't you say that I took your sword and wrote your surname backwards?"

"You're blind, don't you see I'm holding a knife?" Ling Hu Chong chuckled.

The ripples on the pitch-black long sword of the black-clothed iron-masked man spread, making Hu Chong take a closer look, only to see that the whole body of this sword has a somewhat illusory feeling, and it invisibly reveals a little erratic, the most important point is that the aura on it lingers, and when it is wielded, it is like a ghost howling, vaguely revealing some ominous signs, and the aura is very similar to Ji Wusu's seven-star sword!

"In front of the left, there must be emptiness, three voids and seven realities, and something out of nothing! The name is Ghost Dance, ranking eighth among the top ten famous swords!" Ling Hu Chong exclaimed.

"Hmph, I didn't expect that although your martial arts skills are low, your knowledge is okay! Yes, this sword is the Ghost Dance! It is your honor to use it to take your head!" said the black-clothed man in the iron mask coldly.

"You need to be able to speak, otherwise, it's like a fart!" After speaking, Linghu Chong jumped up, and the single knife turned into a knife and cut straight towards the opponent.

"Hmph, I really don't cry when I don't see the coffin. Heavenly Demon Flurry!"

The black-clothed iron-masked man snorted coldly, and the ghost dance sword in his hand seemed to be really dancing like a ghost, revealing a sense of illusion and gloom everywhere!

The dark aura of black pressure shrouded down, as if a huge cage had restrained this space, making people slightly breathless, surrounded by a group of ghosts wandering and dancing in the void, terrifying and eerie! (To be continued......)