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In front of the bushes, the first person to arrive was not Li Jing, but Tang Xuesheng. Or more precisely, the heavenly jasper pillar in Tang Xuesheng's hand.

"Kara-" Jasper was made up of a tree high, but he didn't know how many shrubs he had pushed flat, like a thunderstorm that swept over Lang Xianping.

Of course, Tang Xueshang knew Lang Xianping. It was because he recognized it that he hit him to the death as soon as he made a move.

first bullied his younger brother, and now he is beating Luo Shaobao, who has been chasing him all the way to the Ghost Country Shrine, if he doesn't shoot this old demon into a wolf's skin jacket, how can he be worthy of the cold night wind tonight?

Lang Xianping flew sideways to avoid the Tongtian Jade Pillar, and was secretly frightened by Tang Xuesheng's cultivation, and shook his wrist to unleash the peerless demon soldier "Wolf Poison Flower" that had not been used for many years, and the crisp sound of "Ding" sixteen petals opened together, forming a blood-red magic wheel with a diameter of more than three feet in front of him, and his backhand slashed and pressed on the Tongtian Pillar, and he said coldly: "What do you want?"

With his identity, saying such things to a female disciple of the Tang Sect who is not many years younger than himself is almost putting a soft gear.

But Tang Xuesheng obviously didn't plan to give Lang Xian the platform steps, and Yun Jin bounced off the wolf poison flower and said, "Slap you flat!"

When Luo Cheng saw Tang Xuesheng coming, his spirit became more and more excited, and his body was full of inexhaustible strength.

Although it was only a few rounds just now, it was almost impossible to parry Lang Xianping's Yinshan wolf fight. Now that the reinforcements have arrived, she is the goddess in her heart who has dreamed of her, how can she not get the field back quickly?

At the moment, with Tang Xuesheng's onslaught, the five-hook god flew bright silver spears like a dragon snake to cover Lang Xianping's vest, and shouted loudly: "Old monster, look at the gun!"

Rao is Yinshan Ancestor has cultivated excellently, and he was attacked by Tang Xuesheng and Luo Cheng together, and he actually felt a little nervous.

The three of them tumbled and rolled into a vicious battle, one more ruthless than the other, one fiercer than the other, and the fight was so hard to distinguish between the heavens and the earth.

Li Jing stood aside, only hesitated for a moment, he took off his snow-white coat and slowly approached Aoi Kongzi, and said, "Put it on first." The tone was as gentle as ever, and the eyes were as clear as ever.

Soko Aoi glanced at the coat handed over by Li Jing, then reached out to wrap his carcass with the clothes that had been tattered and shapeless, and chuckled: "I'm a beautiful woman, everyone wants me, don't they?"

Li Jing was stunned, he didn't know what had happened in front of Lu Dao, he just thought that the Yinshan Ancestor intended to take revenge for his son and wanted to rape Aoi Kongzi, shook his head and said, "It's not your fault." ”

"Whose fault is that?" Aoi Kongzi raised his head, looked at Li Jing with teary eyes, and complained: "I volunteered, but I didn't expect this to be the result." ”

She bent her straight legs slightly, stood tall and proud, and did not shy away from Li Jing's surprised gaze, giggling and chuckling: "Am I beautiful?"

Li Jing's gaze stared at her pale face, and said slowly: "It's beautiful." ”

Sora Aoi was stunned, tears slipped silently from the corners of her eyes, and her heart seemed to be bitten by a poisonous snake, something shattered and turned into ashes.

She resisted the urge to cry, snatched Li Jing's coat and threw it in his face, shouting, "Get out, I don't want you to care!"

Li Jing grabbed his shirt and said softly: "No matter what happened, I said it, it must not be your fault." ”

"But it's too late...... Why can't you come sooner?"

Sora Aoi suddenly soared into the depths of the dark night sky, if life is only as first seen...... That's impossible.

Then, when you say goodbye, don't say goodbye, because you won't see you again.

Li Jing silently looked at the slender and beautiful figure into the distance, and did not chase after it. The fierce battle not far away continues, Yinshan Ancestor!

He exhaled lightly and turned his head, Lingtai was untraceable, and his spiritual sense locked on Lang Xianping.

The silent knife is in the hand, condensed in the god and hidden in the heart, there is no joy, no anger, no sorrow and no fear.

This small carving knife that has followed him for many years actually has a very poetic name - "forget worries".

He who forsaken me shall not remain yesterday, and he who disturbs my heart shall be troubled today.

Therefore, forget your worries, so you have many worries.

However, he did not act immediately, but waited patiently and quietly, waiting for the moment when he forgot his worries.

Lang Xianping immediately sensed that there was an unusual warning on the spiritual platform, like a mang's ridge.

Paradoxically, he had clearly taken precautions and occupied the position facing Li Jing, but the lingering warning signs were still pointing straight at his back.

If he is now facing Li Jing with one person and one knife, then it will be easy to do, just preemptively run straight over, and use the strength that is definitely higher than the opponent's strength to bombard and smash, at most it will cost a little real yuan, and then fight to suffer a little minor injury

It's a pity that he still has Tang Xueshang and Luo Cheng in front of him.

In just a dozen rounds, Lang Xianping had already discovered that although Tang Xuesheng's cultivation had not yet reached the Mahayana realm, the heavenly jasper pillar in her hand was far more difficult than she imagined.

This jasper pillar seems to contain endless vitality from the ancient wilderness, endlessly abundant as the sea. It seems that its power is far from being fully exerted, but it is enough to give Lang Xianping a headache.

Every time the stick is smashed down, his Ten Thousand Yin Demon Gang will be violently agitated, and ten percent of his skill can only be used at most seven or eight percent, and he is actually being pressed and beaten by Tang Xuesheng.

On the side, Luo Cheng's five-hook god flying silver spear was ruthless and fast, and the jasper pillar that opened and closed and rampaged complemented each other, intertwined into an impermeable net of heaven and earth, making it impossible for him to separate his mind and deal with Li Jing again.

At this moment, Li Jing made a move.

As soon as he made a move, the knife disappeared from Lang Xianping's sight.

No, it's not that it's gone, but the speed at which this knife shoots out has exceeded the limit of the naked eye, as if the shattered void has carved through the sky, even on Lang Xianping's spiritual platform, there is only a faint trace of unpredictable light left.

At the moment when he forgot his worries and let go of his hands, Li Jing's body shook violently, the blood on his face faded, and all the demonic qi in the dantian was emptied, so weak that he could barely stand.

This knife, almost with full force.

This is the sword trick he created when he was drunk and leaning on the railing lonely-"The deceased is like this".

Now it is a fusion of a more open mind, a broader embrace, a little less wandering and meditating, but a little more elegant.

A knife is out, and the deceased is like this.

Like the passage of time, you can't see it, but you have unconsciously turned your young head.

Lang Xianping's pupils contracted suddenly, and he concentrated on his mind with all his strength, and finally grasped a fleeting trace of the knife on the spiritual platform, and the wolf poison flower burst out with thousands of feet of blood light, like a red flower blooming all over the night sky, and the five-hook god flying silver spear that shook Luo Cheng with a bang also shook Tang Xuesheng three feet away.

Then, with a slap of the red flower that filled the sky, he suddenly shrank, and the wolf poison flower in his hand seemed to transform into a huge and hideous wolf head, snorting at the moon and filling the air, and all existence within a radius of five zhang was swallowed by the wolf's kiss.

In the next moment, the cold wolf howl turned hoarse, and Lang Xianping's body shook and rushed towards Li Jing.

Faintly, it could be seen that his right chest was pierced by the Forgetful Anxiety Divine Knife, and the blood was gushing wildly, and the wound was constantly expanding, even injuring the meridians and internal organs.

No one could see clearly how Li Jing's deceased Ru Si Jue had penetrated Lang Xianping's "head of the wolves" and pierced his right chest, just like it was impossible for anyone to see the passage of time.

The deceased is like this, just a knife.

Li Jing couldn't lift a finger anymore, and could only quietly watch Lang Xianping pounce on him like an enraged raging blood wolf.

But there was not the slightest hint of panic or fear on his face, only a trace of cold contempt.

"Boom-" A deafening loud sound spread, and the Tongtian Pillar in Tang Xuesheng's hand was in full bloom, and it actually grew jasper-like branches and leaves, full of rich desolate vitality flowing, thick like pieces of turquoise leaves, verdant and dripping.

Just between the lightning and the fire, the Tongtian Jasper Pillar had grown wildly into a towering blue makeup tree under the urging of her True Yuan. The ten-zhang long tree swept everything and swept in, and the emerald crystal branches and leaves illuminated the dark night, as if ten thousand arrows were unstoppable.

Lang Xianping Huo Ran changed color, he was already at the end of the crossbow, and he relied on a mouthful of true yuan to support the "head of the wolves", trying to kill Li Jing to avenge the sword.

But at this moment, he touched the breath of death for the first time in his life.

"Poof-" He bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of essence blood on the wolf poison flower, unwilling to abandon Li Jing to meet Tang Xuesheng's domineering to the perverted Tongtian Jade Pillar.

"Bang!" The turbid waves on Huangquan Road were monstrous, and the shrubs within a radius of dozens of zhang were gone, turning into a bare and barren land.

The red and green bright light filled the entire void, Lang Xianping threw it high with a muffled snort, and the wolf poison flower in his hand was twisted and deformed, and even fell off two petals.

Luo Cheng used his divine skills to shoot the five-hook divine flying silver spear in the air, and stabbed Lang Xianping's heart.

Lang Xianping's whole body was boiling with qi and blood, and it was difficult to resist looking at the bright silver spear that flew in.

Just when he was planning to sacrifice the Yuan Shen at all costs, desperately rewind thirty years with his skills, and Tang Xueshang and the others were burned to the ground, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the void and slashed it with a knife.

The cold light flashed, and the sound of ding split Luo Cheng's five-hook god flying silver spear, and the figure of the man in black shook slightly, and a rope flew out to wrap around Lang Xianping's waist, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

"Don't chase it, it's the King of Doom. Tang Xueshang wiped the remaining blood from the corners of her lips and stopped Luo Chengdao.

Luo Cheng put away the five-hook divine flying silver spear and said, "Kuaiyun Gong heals your wounds, and I will protect the Dharma for you." ”

Tang Xuesheng and Li Jing each took a Hidden Demon Sect healing elixir, and were just about to sit down cross-legged when they heard the rumbling roar between the mountains, and a string of fireworks that only Tang Sect disciples could understand rose brilliantly, blooming in the dark night sky with colorful and dazzling brilliance.

Li Jing was shocked and said, "It's the Yin Heavenly Palace!"

Tang Xuesheng's face was as bleak as gold, and she said, "Taijun's mourning hall." ”

At this time, a string of fireworks were still rising one after another in the direction of the Yin Heavenly Palace, and the rumbling explosion echoed in the night sky of the Ghost Country Divine Palace, and even Luo Cheng could guess that there must be something earth-shattering happening.

He asked in amazement, "What's the matter, is there an invasion of foreign enemies?"

Li Jing didn't answer, slowly withdrew his gaze and glanced at Tang Xuesheng, both of whom saw the complex meaning hidden in the depths of the other party's eyes.

Tang Xuesheng's expression was solemn that had never appeared before, and there was a trace of surprise and doubt on his face, and he shook his head and said, "This is the old lady gathering all the disciples in the mountains. ”

Luo Cheng was stunned and said, "Can ...... Isn't Tang Taijun dead, today is her first seven?"

Li Jing looked up at the colorful fireworks and forced a smile to himself: "Perhaps, the old lady wants to be the first seven by himself." ”