After entering the mountain gate, Leng Xiaodang went to the disciple's residence.

Xie Yunlei hadn't returned yet, so he was going to check on Qiu Yansheng's situation first.

The residence of the disciples of the Blue Scar Sect, although it is not as sharp as the Sword Pavilion, and every brick and tile is like an out-of-body sword, but it is a little elegant, which makes people feel calm.

The sword has a double edge, it is too rigid and easy to break, and the sword pavilion is a famous family, but now under the leadership of Mu Xunli, it has embarked on a road of no return.

Along the way, there are people who still know Leng Xiao, and they salute Leng Xiao one after another, and some people who don't know each other, after saluting others, should also be remembered in their hearts.

Although he was respectful on the surface, Leng Xiao didn't see much respect in their eyes, and even more, his disdain was undoubtedly revealed.

Leng Xiao didn't care about it, but made these people's eyes even more unscrupulous.

He didn't smile faintly in his heart, he knew that during the time he was lurking in the demon clan, Chu Tiankuo must have taken special care of him.

Found Qiu Yansheng's residence, it is also a quiet courtyard, and when he cultivates on weekdays, he is not worried about being noisy.

Leng Xiao called out twice, but there was no response. Thinking that he had a very personal relationship with Qiu Yansheng, he didn't have to be formal, so he immediately opened the courtyard door and walked in.

Although Qiu Yansheng is uninhibited by nature and likes to laugh, he is also an elegant person. In the small yard, it is quite warmly arranged, and flowers bloom everywhere, making people reluctant to settle down.

After entering, Leng Xiao couldn't find any trace of Qiu Yansheng. It's not good for him to rummage through the cabinets in the homes of others, just knocking on the door of one room after another, but he never responds.

"Isn't it in the dwelling?"

Leng Xiao frowned, he wanted to leave, but the evil qi in his body suddenly had a trace of abnormality, although it was only a trace, it was extremely clear.

He turned abruptly and landed his gaze on the northwest corner of his dwelling. Walking quickly, I saw a well in front of me, the water of the well was clear, and it must be sweet.

He leaned over the wellhead and looked out. The bottom of the well was pitch black, and there was nothing unusual in sight as far as the naked eye could see. But the fluctuations generated by the evil qi in his body just now came from here.

With only one step, Leng Xiao stepped into the well. The body sank for a moment, but it seemed extremely light and floating, without a single splash.

At this moment, he had some feelings in his heart that he had just come to the Lanhui Sect, and he was also in a body of water, constantly diving.

The well was not very deep, and it only took a few moments to reach the bottom. Leng Xiao's arm swayed, and there happened to be a figure just a few inches in front of him.

He immediately grabbed the man by the placket and pulled him out of the well.

When he saw it clearly, Leng Xiao couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart. I saw that Qiu Yansheng's throat kept making a "hissing" sound like a dog barking, his eyes were closed, but his eyelids couldn't stop beating.

He stretched out a hand and pressed it on Qiu Yansheng's eyebrows, but his fingers couldn't help but tremble.

Qiu Yansheng suddenly opened his eyes, and the shape of his eyes could no longer be seen in his sockets, except for a faint green flame that was beating gently, exuding a strange color.

"Senior Brother Leng Xiao, I came uninvited and trespassed into Qiu's residence, I'm afraid this is not a gentleman's doing!"

"Senior Brother Qiu, it's time to wake up from your dream. Leng Xiao said, and suddenly pointed at Qiu Yansheng's eyebrows.

A touch of purple qi suddenly emanated from his fingertips, which he had cultivated every morning. It's just that this purple qi is too little, and in the face of the evil qi in Qiu Yansheng's body, it looks so weak.

Qiu Yansheng relied on Leng Xiao to repel him, smiled coldly, and said, "Qiu still has to cultivate, if Senior Brother Leng has nothing else to do, he still wants to leave quickly." ”

The power of his palm is neither light nor heavy, and for Leng Xiao, it is insignificant. Leng Xiao grabbed Qiu Yansheng's wrist and frowned: "Evil can only amplify a person's evil thoughts, but it can't change a person's essence, it is impossible to turn a person into another person, Senior Brother Qiu, wake up quickly if you can't change it!"

Although Leng Xiao relied on the identity of the Great Elder's personal disciple to call Qiu Yansheng's junior brother, in fact, Qiu Yansheng was a few years older than him. In the past few years, Qiu Yansheng's face has also faded a little childishness and become a little more resolute.

But the smile on his face made Leng Xiao so strange. I only heard him say: "Dare to ask Senior Brother Leng, what is the essence of a person? The essence of a person is evil thoughts!"

"You say that evil can't turn one person into another, and since you're so sure, why not give it a try?"

Leng Xiao's expression froze, and Huo Ran withdrew to the side. Looking back, I saw that the Northern Stygian Kun had appeared behind him at some point!

His pupils contracted suddenly, and a palpitation rose in his heart, but he still said, "What does the sect master mean by this?"

"What do you mean?" Hearing this, Bei Ying Kun suddenly burst out laughing, and after a long time, he suddenly looked at Leng Xiao and said, "Leng Xiao, you are a smart person, why bother to let this seat be this lip and tongue again." ”

He slowly raised his palm, and two green flames floated above his palm, spinning alternately, extremely bewitching. He moved his hand closer so that Leng Xiao could see more clearly.

"Leng Xiao, why don't you try it yourself?" a strange smile appeared on the corner of Bei Yingkun's mouth.

Leng Xiao subconsciously retreated, and when he came back to his senses, he had no way to retreat. Now that he had torn his face, he suddenly sneered and said, "You don't dare to kill me." ”

"So sure, why don't you try-"

Hearing Leng Xiao's words, the Northern Stygian Kun crushed the green fire with a grip of his five fingers, and only a few flames burst out from between his fingers, and then disappeared.

Without waiting for Leng Xiao to speak, he smiled to himself again: "You must know that although this seat is indeed jealous, even if it kills you, it will not threaten this seat." ”

Looking at the North Stygian Kun, Leng Xiao suddenly smiled, only shook his head slightly, and said, "Actually, what Leng wants to say is that you can't kill me." ”

When Bei Mingkun heard this, he laughed angrily, and without saying a word, he raised a palm and fell heavily at Leng Xiao. Seeing this, Leng Xiao was as if he was scared stupid, he didn't dodge or dodge, and let it happen.

Only in this moment, a tin staff fell out of nowhere, and it was horizontal in front of Leng Xiao, easily blocking the palm of the Northern Stygian Kun.

Leng Xiao immediately saluted: "Master." ”

"Leng Shiren, you and I have unfinished fate. Cang'er smiled faintly, and then turned his head to look at the Northern Stygian Kun.

Bei Yingkun and Cang'er glanced at each other, and immediately frowned, and said as if nothing happened: "What does Cang'er Master mean by this?

Cang'er couldn't help laughing and said: "Amitabha, the old man will not interfere in the affairs of the donor's door, the old man is only here to eradicate the evil." ”

As soon as his words fell, Bei Mingkun's eyes suddenly narrowed, but he rushed towards Cang'er without saying a word.

The two of them were only a few inches apart, and in just one step, they almost touched their faces.

With a flick of his wrist, a cyan long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, similar in color to the horned soldiers, but with a completely different temperament.

As soon as the Qingyu Sword started, the sword suddenly rose, stirring up the aura of heaven and earth into chaos, and the cold wind was cold.

I saw Cang'er raise his hand and pinch it, and easily pinched the blade in his hand. The scattered sword qi slashed across his robe, but it didn't leave a trace.

With a twist of his wrist, the long sword shook, and Cang Er immediately let go of his hand, and a trace of blood slowly overflowed from the tips of his fingers.

As soon as he turned his tin staff, a golden light suddenly emanated. The Northern Stygian Kun was bathed in this golden light, and suddenly roared violently, and its face actually looked a little illusory.

But this roar only lasted for a few breaths, and then it rushed towards Cang'er even more frantically.

At the same time, Leng Xiao's body was crooked, his right hand was holding the horned soldier upside down, and a sonorous sound suddenly came from the sword body. Qiu Yansheng appeared behind him at some point, his aura surging, and his sword stabbed like rain.

Leng Xiao's long sword danced, protecting himself impenetrable. Seeing this, Qiu Yansheng couldn't help but change his face slightly, and said, "You have actually entered the Yuanying realm?"

seems to be aware that Leng Xiao will not kill him, even if he knows the gap between him and Leng Xiao, his attack is becoming more and more aggressive, and he only attacks but does not defend, which is a completely lifeless way of playing.

On the other hand, how similar is the practice of the Northern Stygian Kun to Qiu Yansheng, the one who cultivates to a high level is constrained!

Cang'er suddenly sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a tin staff in one hand and a single hand on his chest, chanting words in his mouth. The Northern Stygian Kun's long sword slashed continuously, but it was all blocked by the light shield on Cang'er's body.

As Cang'er recited the scriptures, the expression of the Northern Shadow Kun became more and more hideous, and it was quite a bit worse than death. The face was illusory again and again, as if a shadow was about to fly out of his body.

This shadow seems to be extremely unstable, as if as long as there is a little more strength, it can be pulled out and returned to the North Stygian Kun.

But no matter how hard Cang'er tries, he can't do it.

After waiting for him to chant for a long time, the illusory shadow suddenly disappeared again, and he looked extremely relaxed. Cang'er couldn't help but look solemn and stopped chanting.

Bei Yingkun couldn't help but say in a low voice: "Presumably you don't know that the founding ancestor of the Blue Sprint Sect, Qingjian Zhenren, has no heirs, hahaha!"

He suddenly laughed wildly, and the laughter became more and more intense, causing the three days to shake and the three places to shake.

"I see!"

"I am the self, how can you drive out a shadow that does not exist from the self?"

The Northern Shadow Kun whispered, and the sword shadow turned by the long sword in his hand was like a willow leaf flying knife and a green bamboo, which was the method that the Qingji Sect did not pass on, the Qingyao Sword Technique.

It is said that this sword technique was created by the Qingjian real person according to his lifelong kendo practice, and was finally named after the sword Qing Song.

As soon as the blade touched the golden light shield, it was as easy as piercing through a layer of window paper, bursting with a large burst of fire above the cang'er robe.

Cang Er was shocked by the sword qi, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but he quickly took off his robe, shook it suddenly, and threw the robe out.

When this robe was in the air, it suddenly covered the sky and the sun, and Ren Bei Shenkun fled to the ends of the earth, and he couldn't avoid this blow.

The Northern Stygian Kun suddenly swept with a long sword, and every time a sword fell, the robe was flat and stable, not moving like a mountain, but it was Cang'er who seemed to replace the injury with his body, spurting blood one after another, and a wisp of beard had already been dyed red.

In just a moment, the robe had already fallen, and it was difficult for the Northern Stygian Kun to escape, but suddenly it seemed to be heavily injured, with a righteous and awe-inspiring meaning on his face, and pointed directly at Cang'er and said: "Master Cang'er, you are a dignified Buddhist monk in vain, but you are also taken by evil spirits and sneak attack this seat!"