The fierce tiger stabbed into the chest of a plain-clothed figure with a claw, and slammed it to the side, facing the light, and vaguely saw a hole in the blur of flesh and blood in its chest, which could be seen in the distant mountains and white clouds behind it.

The figure fell to the ground, blood stained red. Han Yue's cold face hung two lines of teardrops, and finally climbed up with a touch of sadness and sadness, and shouted: "Master!"

Shun Suyi looked up, and an old face came into view. The corners of Liao Mian's mouth twitched slightly, and she didn't know what she wanted to say, but she couldn't spit out a word after all. There was a flowing star-like substance mixed with her blood, and it was her broken primordial baby.

After following Liao Mian, Leng Xiao had a chance to stop before the mermaid. The edge revealed on the indigo long sword is difficult for mediocre people to approach a hundred zhang, but for the mermaid, it is just a spring day with white rain, and it is not painful or itchy to touch the lotus leaves.

Hearing that the mermaid was as indifferent as ever, she had no intention of talking to Leng Xiao again, the tiger whiskers trembled slightly, raised the tiger claws again, and fell down sharply towards Leng Xiao.

Han Yue looked at Leng Xiao's back in a daze and sat in place. Just waited for that claw to come, propped up the last bit of strength and pushed it on Leng Xiao's waist. But Leng Xiao stood in place like a rock, she failed to push, and lost the opportunity to push Leng Xiao away from her at the end.

"Cold. Her eyes were foggy, and she didn't know if she had called out, or if it was just a whisper from her heart, but it echoed in her ears for a long time.

A cyan ripple rippled above the horned soldiers, covering the entire canopy, as if returning to the beginning of Hongmeng, and there were no foreign objects. Under the blue sky, only a blue and white fierce tiger is maverick, still raging, and it has not included this sky in the tiger's eye.

The sky was torn and folded like the wings of a cicada on rice paper, and in an instant it turned into a cyan long sword, as high as the sky, as big as the sky, stretching for tens of thousands of miles. However, when it fell, it was no more than the size of a tiger's claw.

When the two touched, the tiger's claws paused for a moment, giving birth to brilliant brilliance like a meteor falling. The same is true of the long sword, as if it will turn into countless stars in the next moment, and pass away.

Hearing the change in the mermaid's gaze, I don't know whether to praise Leng Xiao's superb swordsmanship or disdain. His body stepped forward again, and the long sword immediately shattered, and the depression was gone, and the sky was clear.

Leng Xiao's face is like gold paper, coughing up blood constantly. The tiger's claws still fell, and at this moment, the vision of the sky was reborn, and the great array of protectors opened in an instant, and a silver-white sword shadow fell, and the spiritual energy in the large array surged, and suddenly poured towards the silver-white sword shadow.

The power of a sword was silent, but the mountain was short of a corner, but the sky was torn by an inch, and the tiger's claws were split in two, shattering into blue and white points of light in the sky.

Hearing that the mermaid changed back into a human form, her right hand was lightly raised, and there was a three-inch blood mark on the back of her hand, and blood flowed out, dyeing the entire palm red.

A man flew in the sky, with a serious face and wrinkles. Seeing Liao Mian's corpse in the distance, he looked sad. At this moment, he shouted even harder: "Evil animal, Hugh is presumptuous!"

As soon as Luo Jia came, he burned the Yuan Baby, and with the help of the power of the great array, he was able to block the mermaid's move. But even if you try your best, how many more moves can you block?

In the distance, Shi Lingxi froze in place and stopped. Xu is restless because of the aura, and it is difficult to approach. The beautiful eyes fell lightly on Leng Xiao, and I didn't know whether it was a blessing or a pity in my eyes.

She bowed her head slightly, and she held the heart of the mountains and rivers tightly with one hand. He frowned and muttered, "Uncle Xiao, what should I do?"

What else could she do. Whether she wants Leng Xiao to die or hopes that Leng Xiao is safe, she can only wait powerlessly for the result given by others after all.

A figure approached, his eyes were dumbfounded, he couldn't see the battle between Luo Jia and Wen mermaid in the sky, he couldn't see Leng Xiao and Han Yue on the ground and fell to the ground weakly, and only approached Liao Mian step by step.

Luo Jia didn't dare to be distracted, and only shouted, "Elder Liu, take Elder Leng and Elder Han away!"

But Liu Yao didn't seem to hear it, and continued to walk towards Liao Mian like a walking corpse. Han Yue's face was covered with cold sweat and blood, and she shouted with difficulty: "Elder Liu, you dare!"

Liu Yao and Liao Mian have always had a disagreement, and they compete with each other on weekdays. People who are more than half a hundred years old have mediocre qualifications, and their cultivation is not comparable to Liao Mian, not to mention, coupled with Liao Miandan's identity as the hall master, but whenever there is a confrontation, there has never been a victory.

He has been eating in Liao Mian's hands for decades, and it is only today that he has been able to look down at the other party and the corpse whose temperature has not yet dissipated.

In the eyes of outsiders, he must have released the depression in his heart in an instant, and when the villain is successful, I am afraid that he will have to look up to the sky and laugh a few times to express the joy in his heart.

He did laugh, and suddenly fell to his knees, laughing with tears in his eyes, and suddenly he was crying. Han Yueben shouted loudly, but she was also stunned at the moment, her lips and teeth opened slightly, and she didn't know what to say.

Liu Yao took off his wide coat and covered Liao Mian's body, seeing that her mean and old face was hidden, as if there was only a hundred steps hunting in the aura and the wind.

After doing this, he turned around, with a hideous face, rolled up Leng Xiao and Han Yue and left frantically into the distance.

The picture in front of Leng Xiao's eyes kept beating as Liu Yao's figure rose and fell, hazy like a face in the ripples.

After all, Luo Jia was defeated by the mermaid and fell from the sky. At the same time, there was a violent fluctuation in the forbidden place, and several figures came out of the darkness.

Leng Xiao's eyes froze, the person who was the leader was the demon king Shi Yao.

What Shi Yao was holding in his hand was a white disc, the size of a foot and face disc, round and smooth, as soft as jade. Leng Xiao knew that at this moment, the well must have become a dry well, and there was no strange power.

It was when Leng Xiao looked at him that he also saw Leng Xiao. He walked slowly towards Leng Xiao, clearly hundreds of zhang away from Leng Xiao, but after a few steps, he walked in front of Leng Xiao.

He stood with his hands in his hands, and just stood there lightly, which made Liu Yao's knees sink and almost fall to his knees. Liu Yao's face was covered with sweat, and the placket of his clothes was already close to his body. Leng Xiao could feel Liu Yao's trembling, in addition to the trembling of his body, he also trembled in his heart.

In the face of the distracted monk, his infant cultivation seemed so powerless, like a baby facing an adult man, not to mention defeating, he was still unstable on his feet.

It was he, a timid man like a mouse, who borrowed three galls out of nowhere, and shouted at Shi Yao: "Beast, come! Grandpa is here, just do it!"

He actually stood in front of Leng Xiao and the others, and the long sword in his hand let out a soft groan, but under Shi Yao's power, it was more like a sorrowful scream or a whimper.

As expected, Shi Yao knocked the thin old man out with an understatement and landed on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. Hundreds of feet away, the wind and clouds were still stirring, and from time to time there was a dull sound, one after another.

Shi Yao stood in front of Leng Xiao and said softly, "Do you remember what this king said back then?"

"There are regrets in life, and there are no regrets in this life. Leng Xiao smiled faintly.

Shi Yao made up the second half of the sentence and said, "When we meet again, this seat will take your life." ”

Leng Xiao could clearly hear the heartbeat in his body, and there was a cold feeling that hit and went straight to the bone marrow. He suddenly said: "Leng is still the first time to know, it turns out that the Demon King is still a man of words. ”

There was no need for Leng Xiao to point out, Shi Yao seemed to know what Leng Xiao was referring to, and said indifferently: "It's just more than ten years late, and it's a way to die after all." It's a pity that you are cold. ”

He suddenly raised his hand, Leng Xiao immediately resisted, his body was still shocked and flew out, his arms hung down on his sides, and he was slumped there. The blood in his mouth spurted wildly, and he already had more air in and less air out.

He tilted his head, and could vaguely see Shi Lingxi's upside-down figure in the distance, and he smiled softly.

The Demon Domain, Haixinya, and Heartless Butterfly are just a game of chess arranged by Shi Yao. Lure the Qingjian real person away, and then capture the heart of the well. A huge sect, without the protection of the sect master, turned out to be so weak.

The corners of Shi Yao's mouth suddenly hooked up a smile, and he didn't pay attention to Han Yue. For him, Hanyue is just a junior, and there is no difference between killing and not killing. He raised his hand and made a move, and Shi Lingxi involuntarily flew towards him.

"Lingxi, kill him. ”

Shi Lingxi's body trembled slightly, and suddenly said, "He is my master." ”

She lowered her head tightly, and there were few people around, but she felt a kind of shame of being spurned among thousands of people, so that she couldn't raise her head, as if she had done something wrong that was intolerable to heaven.

Shi Yao glanced at Shi Lingxi deeply, sighed lightly, and said, "Kill him, this seat will let you live, otherwise, you will go to Huangquan Road to explore the way for your useless master first." ”

There was an undoubted fierceness in his eyes, so that Shi Lingxi didn't dare to look at it directly. Just when Lingxi was at a loss, Leng Xiao closed his eyes and said softly, "Lingxi, do it." ”

"Master!" Shi Lingxi called. She tried her best to tell herself in her heart that the person in front of her was the murderer of Uncle Xiao, and it was even more harmful to Qiu Yuru who had been sleeping for more than ten years, but her eyes were still red and blurred.

Maybe by revealing his identity, he can have a better chance of survival, but he doesn't want to hurt this girl's heart anymore, maybe in the end, in her heart, it will just end up dying again. That's it, and the wind blows on the cheeks.

"When you dared to be a teacher, don't you dare to take your life as a teacher today?"

The cold and indifferent voice made Shi Lingxi's body tremble, and she tightly squeezed the long sword in her hand, feeling ashamed in her heart, which became her courage to raise the long sword. There was no hysteria, no shame, just swaying like weeds in the wind.

With Leng Xiao's words, "Why bother", the long sword in her hand fell. Suddenly there was a sound in the distance, "Leave people under the sword", which made her move for a moment, and there was a touch of hope in her eyes, but the reality will always disappoint.

When he raised his eyes, he saw that Luo Jia was slapped into the ground by the mermaid, and the gravel flew wildly, mixed with blood and water. He has already taken care of himself, how can he manage the cold?

"Lingxi!"

Shi Yao drank suddenly, Shi Lingxi's body trembled, and as if he encountered great terror, he revealed a heartfelt fear to the man in front of him. Her long sword landed on Leng Xiao's chest, piercing her clothes and slicing through her skin, and blood burst out.

She bit her red lip and finally stopped. Suddenly, a strong blessing came from the long sword, and there was a muffled sound, and nearly half of it was submerged in Leng Xiao's heart.

Shi Yao's slight words came from her ear: "If you have had enough, go home as soon as possible." ”