When the moon is dark and the wind is high, when the sword kills people.

saw Qiao Zhiyi's eyes flash, as if he wanted to open his mouth to speak, but he didn't spit out a word, he just stabbed Leng Xiao between the ribs with a low cry!

Leng Xiao suddenly shrank his waist, and his palm was full of energy, who knew that the sword seemed to be sharp, but it was like a swimming fish, and suddenly the sword edge turned, and it fell towards Bai Tong's body a few feet away!

Leng Xiao's face changed suddenly, and in an instant, his center of gravity fell on the soles of his feet, and his aura exploded from the center of his feet, and his body jumped in front of Bai Tong like a sharp arrow!

Everything was just lightning and flint, and at this time, Qiao Zhiyi's sword had just fallen, but he didn't have the slightest chance to dodge, and a sword stuck on his shoulder and stabbed into Leng Xiao's shoulder blade!

Qiao Zhiyi's face was full of hideousness, and there was a faint hint of excitement in his eyes, and he said calmly: "Uncle don't worry, nephew...... I'm going to make you believe in it!"

With that, his wrist slowly rotated, and the long sword in his hand stirred violently, and he cut off a piece of meat on Leng Xiao's shoulder!

The tip of the sword was still stuck in Leng Xiao's shoulder blades, and there was a screeching sound when it rubbed against the bones, Leng Xiao's face was distorted a little, his breathing was short, he clenched his teeth tightly, and he didn't snort.

He was full of aura, and his left hand suddenly fell towards Qiao Zhiyi's wrist, but seeing that Qiao Zhiyi did not dodge or dodge, he let out a low cry in his mouth, and the long sword pushed forward a few more points.

A sharp pain swept through Leng Xiao's heart, Leng Xiao couldn't help but roar lowly, but the aura between his fingers was scattered, and when it fell on Qiao Zhiyi's wrist, he had no strength, but left a small blood mark on his wrist that was not painful.

The corners of Leng Xiao's eyes twitched slightly, his lips turned white, and his forehead was covered with fine sweat. His gaze passed through the long sword, through Qiao Zhiyi, and landed in the empty space under his feet, and the inch-long weeds were upright, perhaps too short, even if there were a few wisps of breeze blowing, they did not move a bit.

Behind him was Bai Tong's body, and he had no way to retreat, but he was weak to move forward.

Qiao Zhiyi looked at Leng Xiao's lonely posture, and just asked who the woman was, it was meaningless to him. There was a sense of satisfaction in his heart, as if a voice was constantly roaring, the distracted monk had made his master blow himself up, but now he fell weakly under his sword like a dead dog!

Let's ask Qiao's sword blade, who can be the enemy!

Qiao Zhiyi thought like this, and couldn't help squeezing out two sneers between his teeth, as if unconscious, and as if deliberate.

He said softly, much lighter than the breeze on his cheeks: "Uncle Shi, how do you feel?

"Accept your fate!"

His last syllable fell slowly, like a bird's fluff, gentle and weightless, but it made people's hearts itch until their scalp tingled.

A shallow aura fluctuation suddenly came from the long sword, causing the long sword to reflect a pale luster.

Leng Xiao then raised his aura, but saw Qiao Zhiyi suddenly let out a low shout, and the long sword slid down from Leng Xiao's shoulder, and it was about to pierce Leng Xiao's heart!

Leng Xiao also snorted, his voice was hoarse, as if his throat was dry, and he couldn't make a few sounds, but it seemed to have an extremely strong momentum, which made Qiao Zhiyi's body tremble slightly.

Leng Xiao then pointed at the long sword body, how could he care about hiding his identity, and his Spring and Autumn Finger fell with one move!

However, Leng Xiao's pupils shrank, but he saw that Qiao Zhiyi's wrist trembled slightly, that is, even the long sword was a little unstable, he landed on the long sword with one finger, and the long sword suddenly came out of his hand, was collapsed and flew out, and landed not far away, piercing into the ground like cutting tofu, and it was nearly half submerged.

The long sword was coldly fingered, and the surface was dim, as if it had been damaged.

But at this moment, no one paid attention to this long sword, it was Qiao Zhiyi, who was just staring at Leng Xiao's back in a daze, with a hint of horror in his eyes, and his breath was a little short.

Leng Xiao also turned his head suddenly, and saw a gray-robed man standing quietly behind him, one hand still posing slightly raised, his five fingers slowly closed, and there was a trace of residual aura fluctuations between his fingers.

At this moment, two figures fell from the side of the gray-robed man, and the three of them bowed slightly to Leng Xiao: "My lord, it's too late!"

Leng Xiao suddenly came back to his senses, and his face was indifferent: "It's not too late, it's just the right time!"

Qiao Zhiyi hurriedly wanted to run away, what else did he care about Leng Xiao at this time? Naturally, it was important to save his life! He glanced at the five-grade spirit treasure long sword, but he suddenly gritted his teeth and turned around, ignoring even his own sword.

However, in just a moment, Zhu Wudao's body just flickered, and his reappearance was already dozens of zhang away, and he grabbed Qiao Zhiyi's neck and lifted him up.

Zhu Wudao's face was hidden in the gray robe, and the words in his mouth were cold and abnormal: "Do you want adults to accept their fate? ”

Qiao Zhiyi coughed violently twice: "The seniors spare their lives, and the juniors know their mistakes...... The younger generation is nothing but ...... I came by order, and I didn't really want to kill my uncle...... Uncle Shi, my nephew is wrong, you have a lot of adults!"

Leng Xiao looked at Qiao Zhiyi's face, disgusted for no reason, but sighed faintly: "Let him go." ”

Zhu Wudao didn't ask the reason, he obeyed unconditionally, and when Leng Xiao's last syllable fell, he had already let go.

Qiao Zhiyi suddenly fell to the ground, his eyes were slightly red, and he didn't know if it was because he was pinched and couldn't breathe.

He immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Leng Xiao repeatedly. The action was beautifully done, the ground was full of turf, and it didn't hurt at all when you actually kowtowed.

He got up immediately, didn't dare to linger any longer, turned his head and left, but heard a cold voice from behind him: "Senior nephew." ”

Leng Xiao's "senior nephew" fell, which made Qiao Zhiyi's heart tremble, and he turned his head with a trembling body, squeezing out a stiff smile on his face: "Master...... Uncle Shi, what do you command?"

Leng Xiao's gaze just fell on the empty space, his tone seemed to be tired, and he spit out lightly: "As a swordsman, you can give up your life, don't give up your sword." ”

Qiao Zhiyi hurriedly stepped forward and pulled out his long sword, and wiped it on his clothes again and again, until it was shiny. However, no matter how much he wiped the long sword, it always had a dark color.

He laughed dryly, held the long sword in his arms like an ancestor, and said humbly: "What Uncle Shi taught is that Master and Nephew dare not forget......! The nephew retired ......"

Seeing that no one was stopping, Qiao Zhiyi suddenly felt like he had been amnestied, and his body swept as if he had received the blessing of the Spirit Sword Hidden Blade Great Array, which was extremely fast.

His face flushed, full of a burning sense of humiliation. While running, he comforted himself in his heart: "It's okay, it's okay, it's justified to defeat, those three people are all Yuanying monks, and it's stupid to send them to death!"

"It's just kowtow, the big husband can bend and stretch...... Besides, what's the harm in kowtowing to one's uncle? It's my own elders, and it's harmless, harmless......"

Qiao Zhiyi flew by, lost his mind, and almost bumped into two figures, he left eagerly, those two figures came eagerly, if it weren't for each other's extreme sensitivity to aura, sensing that a aura was suddenly approaching, I am afraid that they had touched together.

The two parties looked at each other by the moonlight, and Qiao Zhiyi's eyes suddenly flashed with excitement, and he hurriedly said respectfully: "Thank you, seniors, juniors are offended, don't be surprised!"

"Brother Qiu!"

He greeted Qiu Yansheng again. Qiu Yansheng squinted his eyes and saw Qiao Zhiyi's humble posture, like a dog with a tail between his legs, which was extremely inconsistent with his previous arrogance.

However, Qiu Yansheng still responded with a smile: "Brother Qiao, don't come to harm! Why are you so embarrassed?"

When Qiao Zhiyi heard this, he was immediately energetic, and he hurriedly spoke, his eyes showing a hint of hatred: "Senior, the junior is really not the opponent of Mu Xun'an, if it weren't for the juniors to escape in time, I'm afraid it would already be a corpse!"

Qiu Yansheng said lightly, intentionally or unintentionally: "It's all at this time, what else is still hiding, how can there be any Mu Xun'an, it is clearly Leng Xiao!"

But seeing a sly smile on the corner of Qiao Zhiyi's mouth, he immediately retracted: "Don't care who he is, anyway, Qiao is not this person's opponent!

Xie Yunlei smiled lightly and waved his hand: "It's okay, the old man won't sit idly by!"

Qiao Zhiyi didn't say a word, lowered his head, as if trying his best to suppress his smile, turned around and left.

It wasn't until he walked a few miles away that he burst out laughing, and his face was full of joy. Not far away, more than a dozen Sword Pavilion disciples immediately greeted them, before Qiao Zhiyi extracted the spiritual energy too violently, at this moment, these dozen or so people were pale, and their bodies were slightly weak.

Seeing Qiao Zhiyi so happy, these dozen people couldn't help but ask: "Senior brother, but that Mu Xun'an has been ambushed?"

Qiao Zhiyi glanced at him lightly, and suddenly felt a little disappointed, the smile on his face couldn't help but retreat, and he slowly shook his head: "Definitely." ”

The faces of the dozen or so people suddenly changed slightly, and someone said: "That Mu Xun'an is so fateful that he was able to escape from the hands of the senior brother?

"Mu Xun'an is a distracted monk after all, even if his cultivation falls, but his methods are also unpredictable, and if he fails to kill him, it is no wonder that he is a senior brother, thousands of people surrounded and suppressed him during the day, and it is not that he failed to take him down......"

These junior brothers, you and I complimented you every word, but it made Qiao Zhiyi's heart feel disgusted, and the sense of humiliation of abandoning his dignity and begging for mercy suddenly came to his heart again.

His face suddenly turned ugly, and he snorted coldly: "Okay, it's a foregone conclusion that Mu Xun'an is not dead, but it doesn't matter, getting rid of the Great Elder of the Blue Scar Sect is also very beneficial to my Sword Pavilion!"

The dozen or so people couldn't help but be stunned, and suddenly someone asked, "The Great Elder of the Blue Sprint Sect just passed by a moment ago, how could it be!"

Qiao Zhiyi suddenly smiled weirdly: "Senior brothers, look at it, senior brother, I said that if he wants to die, he must die...... Accept your fate!"

The word "resignation" was almost squeezed out of Qiao Zhiyi's teeth, and the dozen or so Sword Pavilion disciples were all filled with a chill in their hearts.

On the other side, Xie Yunlei swept a few steps, and Qiu Yansheng suddenly grabbed him and said, "Great Elder, Qiao Zhiyi's guy must not be well-intentioned, we must not fall for it!"

Xie Yunlei couldn't help laughing: "What can he do? The old man knows that you have a very good personal relationship with Leng Xiao, but you still need to do official business, don't confuse the two!"

Qiu Yansheng wanted to speak and stopped, but he retreated behind Xie Yunlei and said no more. The two of them soared through the clouds, and the speed avoided the ordinary Yuanying Monk I don't know how much faster, Xie Yunlei is a real infant monk, how can he be general?

Hong Chengwu, Liuying, and Zhu Wudao stood in front of Leng Xiao, and Hong Chengwu couldn't help but say: "What did the adults do when they let him go? This kid took advantage of the danger of others, and committed the following crimes, and he had no backbone, what did he do with this kind of garbage?"

Leng Xiao said indifferently: "If it's garbage, why bother with it? Don't call it the blood of garbage, and dirty your hands." ”

Hong Chengwu said something, and his eyes fell on the woman behind Leng Xiao again, and then he saw it clearly, with a slightly strange expression on his face: "My lord, the lord is ...... her."

Zhu Wudao only glanced at it, and then spit out a sentence lightly: "This is not the master, it is the girl." ”

At the end, he added two more words: "Shell." ”

"Don't ask, don't ask. Leng Xiao's eyes were flat, and he carefully lifted Bai Tong's body and held it in his arms.

Hong Chengwu looked at Leng Xiao's movements, and couldn't help laughing, but he really didn't dare to ask more.

The three of them looked at each other and said nothing. They know very well how Mu Xun'an and Bai Wei love each other deeply, since "Mu Xun'an" is so calm, Bai Wei will naturally be fine.

Just as Leng Xiao was about to leave, there was a sudden sound of breaking the air behind him, and when he looked back, he saw that it was Xie Yunlei and Qiu Yansheng who fell close.

As soon as he saw the two of them, Leng Xiao's heart tightened, but his face was always flat, and he even said it was indifferent.

That Qiu Yansheng caught a glimpse of the three big ghosts, his face couldn't help but change, and when he saw Leng Xiao's cold look, he couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice: "Are you really Mu Xun'an?"

He looked at Leng Xiao and remembered the conversation between the two in Jiangxi City, but he slowly shook his head and muttered, "No...... No, it must be Mu Xun'an who took away control of Leng Xiao's body again!"

Just when his thoughts were flying, Hong Chengwu looked at Xie Yunlei and laughed: "Lao'er, I haven't seen you for many days, I don't look good?"

He glanced at Xie Yunlei's severed finger intentionally or unintentionally, but saw that the severed finger had been taken back.

Xie Yunlei's heart sank slightly, and he replied calmly: "Your Excellency Lao is concerned." ”

Qiu Yansheng whispered to Xie Yunlei: "Great Elder, I said that Qiao Zhiyi is uneasy and kind! This is a trick for us!"

Zhu Wudao slowly walked in front of Xie Yunlei, and Hong Chengwu and Liuying also approached. But seeing Zhu Wudao waving his hand slightly, he said, "Elder Xie, you and I are similar in cultivation, so let the two of us fight." ”

Hong Chengwu chuckled: "Of course, the ending is the same!"

Qiu Yansheng pursed his lips, and immediately wanted to reply sarcastically, but he still held back.

Xie Yunlei suddenly had a soft force in his hand, pushing Qiu Yansheng out dozens of zhang, and looked at Zhu Wudao from afar.

"Does Your Excellency have weapons?" Xie Yunlei asked.

"Zhu doesn't use weapons. ”

"Even so, the old man can't take advantage of Brother Zhu. ”

Xie Yunlei said calmly, although his famous stunt was the Spring and Autumn Finger, but after all, he was from the Blue Scar Sect, and his swordsmanship was also superb.

Zhu Wudao's figure arched slightly, his hands suddenly appeared from his sleeves, and his fingers slowly bent into claws, and there were strange lines on his ten fingers, tattooed on his fingers, like a ring.

At this moment, a hazy blue and purple color suddenly appeared on the lines.

"Elder Xie, you better use your sword. ”