In the sword bush, Chu Tao was quiet in the string sound, Yurong was dignified and dignified, his sleeves were windy, and the elegance of the young man and the decisiveness of the swordsman were all under the sonorous string sound. Feng Yi complements each other, Zhu Yan is cold and graceful, and her white fingers sweep through the strings, like magic. The brilliance is shining, the piano sound is harmonious, and it is worthy of a pair of beautiful people.

Tang Yao's iron dust trick dissipated abruptly in the sound of the piano, and the white-clothed holy envoys who had lost their protective umbrella had nothing to rely on. Xie Junhe's cold ice trick, Leng Fengyi's murderous sound, plus Li Luo's sword, Shen Yanfei's spear, Qi Heng's double axe, and Qin Shi's big sword, were concurrently fired for a while, sweeping thousands of jun.

The flying white clothes were soaked in red blood in an instant, and the mourning was everywhere - the murderer will pay the price. There are also rangers chasing and intercepting them, and even if they survive, there is no way to escape.

Chu Tao frowned, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. The strings in his hand tightened suddenly, and he attacked Tang Yao, who had become a loner. The wild wave overturned, swallowing the sky and the earth.

"Ahh In an instant, he vomited blood and crumbled.

Chu Tao couldn't keep him anymore. The same is true of Xie Junhe's remnant sword. Black clouds overwhelmed the city, splitting the ground, and a cold light was like lightning. Hot and wet blood stained his face. And he didn't feel any pain anymore.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly. Chu Tao stopped the strings, and Feng Yi was also surprised to press the strings.

"He is not Tang Yao at all. Chu Tao said.

Xie Junhe's sword cut through the strange, gloomy and hypocritical face, and also picked off the human skin mask on the face. "He's not Tang Yao. Yan Hong repeated.

"Where is Tang Yao?" Jun He asked, pinching his collar.

The people of Tianyuemen were stunned - they have been working hard for this person for a long time, but - who is this?

The stranger was like a loose puppet, with a gray face and eyes like a dead fish, dull and hollow. Whatever it shakes, it just twitches irregularly. In a moment, black blood slowly oozed from its seven orifices.

As soon as Xie Junhe let go, he was completely paralyzed to the ground and stopped moving. "Dead. He said.

A frenzied cry rang out, and the heroes were shocked. Roon was beating his chest hysterically: "It's him! He's coming! Can't escape...... Disobedient people...... will become ...... He turned Tang Yao into a puppet...... Everyone...... He's coming!" He shouted intermittently, saying crazy things without rules, and scratching his head and face even more madly, as if he could only be found if he broke his appearance under the pursuit of the soul......

Shen Yanfei tried to hold him, and several Qi family swordsmen held him down, but they couldn't suppress this madness. In desperation, he had to be tied up with ropes for the time being - Roon was frightened crazy.

Above the ruins, suddenly a fog shrouded in fog. The old laughter struck the hearts of the people in a heavy and dull way.

"Hehe! The Long River Alliance? The alliance is nothing more than a group of murderous butchers! Tang Yao? Tang Yao had already turned into a pool of blood a year ago, and there were no bones left! This puppet has been unified, and it is no different from death. I have collected for you the blood debt he owes. Chu Tao, are you bent on confronting me, but you only attract such a rabble? You are willing to exchange the Long River Chant for the compatibility of the Qin and Qi families, how do you know that they will eventually become iron dust, and fight to the death for the descendants of the Song family, which is not tolerated!"

"Jiang Shaoyun!" Chu Tao waved his sleeves in accordance with the sound, and the short dagger flew out quickly, shooting towards the thin shadow behind the gray mist.

With a crisp sound, the short dagger bounced back to Chu Tao's feet, and the blade had been broken into two.

"Good boy, listen to the strings in a hundred steps, and the fruit is a little accurate. Ordinary people must have been shot through the throat by you. But don't forget, I have understood half of the iron dust recipe. Jiang Shaoyun's voice spread as the fog spreads, spreading fear. The white-clothed holy envoys hid behind the solemn fog.

"It's a rare meeting, and I hope you will accept it with a smile. ”

The smog cleared, and so did the laughter.

"Don't run!" Xie Junhe waved his sword unwillingly, and a sword qi slashed through, and the dust and dust were stirred, but it was only an empty dance.

Chu Tao once again scrambled to the strings, and the string sound stirred with a strong killing intent, and walked towards the residual mist. Leng Fengyi added fuel to the fire, only to see that the heavy fog curtain quickly transpired and twisted, cracking into countless phantoms.

"Not good!" Feng Yi instinctively pushed the piano and stepped forward. The mist exploded in an instant, enveloping her in the middle.

Almost at the same time, Chu Tao raised his hand in surprise and struck, cracking like a silk, and all seven strings were broken.

The fog was over, Jiang Shaoyun was gone, and above the ruins, only two bamboo canes were broken by the murderous aura of the piano, proving that he had appeared. Everyone was dripping with cold sweat, and they felt their legs weaker in the cold wind.

Chu Tao got up abruptly, his face as white as paper. "Feng Yi ......" his voice trembled unnaturally.

Leng Fengyi just stood in place, motionless. Her colorful skirt is still flying, and the hairpin is still reflecting thousands of brilliance, but her expression is like cold ash!

"Fengyi!" he was terrified, and he sped away, only to let her fall stiffly into his arms. What his hands touched was nothing more than a suddenly cold shell.

"Chu Tao, you will pay for your life!" Qi Heng rushed up with bloodshot eyes and was about to punch Chu Tao. Chu Tao didn't know how to dodge. The scuffle that had just stopped had become a chaotic fight again. Qi Heng never believed that his wife would die without warning.

Even Chu Tao didn't believe it - he only knew that Leng Fengyi was blocking Jiang Shaoyun, otherwise he would definitely be the one who fell at this moment. He was confused, she was the one who used to play with him sweetly, she was the one who assassinated him with a ruthless dark sword, and she was the one who used to be careful and calculating, but today, it was she who resolutely disregarded life and death. He wondered why, but she couldn't speak, even so determined that she wouldn't even smile at him.

Not only Leng Fengyi, but the swordsmen of Tianyue Gate also held the hilt of the sword, and their gray faces were fixed in place, as if they were being manipulated by someone, and they were terrifyingly neat. Suddenly, they all brushed out their swords, jumped from the ruins, and threatened everyone.

Hundred Poisonous Gu. Li Zhaolin said in a low voice.

Li Luo waved his hand, and the black-clothed blood ghost was already unsheathed with his sword.

"Don't!" Qin Shi hurriedly ordered, "Innocents, don't kill in vain!" Chu Tao agreed. However, Li Luo was unwilling to say: "Do you want them to kill me?" But it was striking at the edge of the remnant sword, and he could no longer move. Xie Junhe raised his eyebrows and sneered with extreme arrogance: "Don't you even listen to your master's words?"

Zhao Lin also shouted to stop: "If you don't want to be infected by this poison, you'd better stop!"

"Why?" said Li Luo unwillingly.

Zhao Lin said: "Once the sword is released, you will see the blood light, and the poison of the hundred poisonous Gu will spread everywhere with the blood, and at that time, it will not only be Tianyue Gate who will be harmed by this poison!

The good gift left by Jiang Shaoyun is shocking!