small rivers and lakes

The killers of Wanguifen are ruthless and murderous. They are no longer human beings, but knives, bloodthirsty demon knives, once they are unsheathed, you will die.

The soul-snatching hook is full of barbs, and the soul-destroying claws are tainted with poison. It moves like a ghost and moves like a mandrill.

Zhong Yi chopped off the killer's head with a sword, quickly dodged, and threw a folding fan with the other hand. The fan bone made of animal bones was like a murderous weapon, smashing the skulls of three ghosts in a row, and flying back with blood stars.

The battle lasted less than half a stick of incense, and the ground was covered with pungent corpse water.

However, the killers are like thousands of dark soldiers struggling to climb out of hell and yellow springs.

Le Wuyou picked up a killer with his sword, jumped to Zhong Yi's side, and said loudly, "You can't mess with them."

Zhong Yi understood that these killers were mediocre in combat power, but they were not afraid of life and death, so they rushed to kill them like this, and sooner or later they exhausted their strength.

He glanced at the majestic hills, and said in a deep voice, "Go up the mountain."

"Yeah." Le Wuyou nodded, raised Zhihuang, and just thrust forward with a sword, the sword energy surged, smashed a bloody path out of the encirclement, and with the ultimate lightness kung fu, flew up the hill like swifts throwing themselves into the forest .

Zhong Yi turned around, facing the killers rushing up, he suddenly laughed, and said loudly: "Ayou, don't you believe that my martial arts is strong? Let's see how my move can break through the wind and waves?"

After finishing speaking, he put the sword in front of his chest, held the sword in one hand, and made a formula with the other. He suddenly raised his inner strength, swung the sword away, and thousands of ripples were created by the three-foot ice. The majestic sword energy roared away like a stormy sea.

The killers were caught off guard and immediately bled from their orifices and fell to the ground dead.

Zhong Yi retreated thousands of troops with one move, so unwilling to fight, he turned around and flew out, catching up with Le Wuyou's figure.

Two figures, one black and one white, were flying in their clothes, jumping like nimble larks in the mountains and forests, and disappeared in the dense hills in an instant.

The Longmen is majestic and Cui Wei, with countless shadows of grottoes, the two stopped in a cave, Zhong Yi leaned on the wall, took a few short breaths, and said softly: "We should get rid of them."

Without another word, Le Wuyou pulled Zhong Yi's wrist.

Zhong Yi shouted: "Oh, Ayou, you are so enthusiastic..."

"Shut up." Le Wuyou tapped his Ya acupoint, tapped his pulse with two fingers, listened for a while, and frowned, "The internal energy is really wasted too much."

"Just rest for a while," Zhong Yi said with a smile, "Don't worry, Ayou, as long as you are still in danger, I won't fall easily."

Le Wuyou looked at his mouth in astonishment.

Zhong Yi pouted with a grin, and let out a crisp "chirp".

Le Wuyou looked at his fingers and asked in surprise, "Didn't I tap your dumb acupoint?"

"Who said that one must not be able to speak if the Ya point is touched?" Zhong Yi said triumphantly, "There are all kinds of wonders in the world, some people have two heads, some people have nine toes, and as for me... Hey, believe it or not, I don't have any Long dumb hole?"

Le Wuyou was astonished, gestured like a wind, and clicked again, but Zhong Yi still grinned and chattered endlessly: "Look, look, I can't touch me, look, I'm talking again, hehe, oh Yo, don't click anymore, although you can't click, it still hurts to poke it, you don't feel sorry for me, Ayou."

"..." Le Wuyou finally believed that this person's nonsense was actually due to the love of God.

Zhong Yi's sword retreated tens of thousands of enemies just now, allowing the two to escape smoothly, but the loss was huge. Le Wuyou held his palm and lost some internal energy, but felt as if a bull had fallen into the sea, to no avail.

Then he withdrew his hand and said in surprise: "Your martial arts are very strange."

"It's not weird, it's not weird." Zhong Yi held his hand and refused to let it go, and said with a smile, "I think your inner strength and I are very compatible, and there is a kind of lingering affection like deja vu."

Le Wuyou thought silently: If you have a relationship with internal force, what kind of thing are you?

"Ayou," Zhong Yi said, "Is the inner strength you just exercised the Yun San Xin Jue?"

Le Wuyou nodded: "Yes."

"I've heard that the Art of Scattering Clouds in the Wind Manlou is like a light breeze flowing, colorful clouds dispersing, windy, elegant and light," Zhong Yi said, "but it seems that it is not all like this in your internal strength."

"Just say that I'm not good at learning." Le Wuyou smiled calmly, "I'm not Zixuan, and I don't mind others calling me useless. When I was learning martial arts, I was always lazy. , far inferior to Kaiyang."

"No, no, no," Zhong Yi shook his head, and said with some hesitation, "There seems to be a trace of... the spirit of the sea in your inner strength."

"what?"

Zhong Yi savored it carefully for a moment, and faced his palms again, a steady stream of internal energy penetrated into Le Wuyou's meridian, brought his internal energy, and slowly swam for a small circle.

"My feeling is not wrong," Zhong Yi said firmly, "You have practiced Xianming Mountain City's formula of peace and tranquility before."

Le Wuyou was taken aback: "Impossible! I grew up in Fengmanlou since I was a child, and I practiced Yun San Xin Jue and Ning Guang Sword Art. I have never learned other martial arts, let alone when I met you I have never heard of Xianming Mountain City before."

Zhong Yi shook his hand reassuringly: "Maybe Aunt Le taught you accidentally back then. I heard that she has traveled all over the world, and it is not unusual to know some martial arts from other schools."

Le Wuyou was dubious: "However, how do you know that this trace of Canglang Qi is the heart formula of Xianming Mountain City? Aren't you from the Changsi Sword Sect?"

"I have also traveled to many places," Zhong Yi said proudly, "It's normal to know a little bit more."

Le Wuyou thought about it for a while, although she always felt that something was wrong, she still reluctantly believed it, and muttered: "I don't know what kind of sect this Xianming Mountain City is, why have I never heard of it before?"

"There are rumors that the city of Xianming Mountain is an overseas fairy mountain. The sea is surging, and it is illusory. You can't meet unless you are destined." Zhong Yi said with a smile.

Le Wuyou nodded, his eyes fell on the hands they held together, he couldn't help but paused: When did I interlock fingers with him?

Just when he was about to speak, he suddenly said, "Someone is here, and there are quite a few of them."

Le Wuyou concentrated, and really felt a murderous intent gradually approaching through the layers of mountains and forests.

Different from those ordinary killers just now, these people have high martial arts skills, and their murderous intent is more vicious than those killers just now.

"They are extremely quick at light work," Zhong Yi said quickly, "Go!"

The two leaped forward and shuttled quickly between the high mountains. The autumn wind was bleak, and leaves were falling everywhere. The branches of dry trees overlapped.

The light spots gradually disappeared, and a mist quietly rose in the forest.

"It's noon, why is there fog?"

"It's the cloud and smoke from Ten Thousand Ghosts Tomb."

Le Wuyou was stunned: "As expected of the Tomb of Ten Thousand Ghosts, the ghosts will not disperse."

"Don't worry, I'll see how I slash them with a sword later," Zhong Yi said with a smile, "But Ayou, I've saved you so many times, you really don't intend to promise me with your body?"

The battle was imminent, but he was chatting and laughing happily, which made Le Wuyou laugh along with him, and retorted: "You can't repay the grace of saving your life. I decided to follow the example of Hall Master Zhong and be a wooden horse for you in the next life."

"Hahaha," Zhong Yi laughed, and suddenly flew over and kissed his hair, "You said that! Then I must have been riding for several hours every night..."

The shameless words made Le Wuyou's face feel hot, and he had a faint feeling that he was being molested by him again.

The fog was getting thicker, so thick that the two were close at hand, but they couldn't see each other's expression clearly.

Le Wuyou's footsteps gradually slowed down, and his surroundings were surrounded by thick fog. When he turned his head, all he could see was a vast expanse of whiteness.

The dense fog billowed, and the sky and the earth were boundless. If it weren't for the long breathing sound beside him, he would almost have a sense of sadness that there is no one else in the vastness of the world.

Sadness suddenly surged in my heart.

Extremely thick sadness, Le Wuyou stood quietly in the dense fog with no one there, unstoppable tears flowed from the bottom of his eyes, Tianque Mountain, Fengmanlou, Le Qishu, Chai Kaiyang, Tao Ranxuan's Qingfeng, Jianjian The bright sun on the platform... Broken memories emerged, changing back and forth in the mind, laughter, crying, shouting and killing...

"The remnants of the Devil's Valley are happy and worry-free, everyone gets it and punishes it!"

"We only kill Le Wuyou!"

"Hand over Le Wuyou, and protect the safety of everyone in the building!"

"The wind is full of buildings, and there is no one who sells his son and seeks glory!"

"Under the Zhengyang sword, who dares to be presumptuous!"

"I am willing to die for a confidant!"

……

"But I went to Qiongbi and fell to Huangquan. I must seek justice, be clear, and be clear..."

Loud words resounded in his heart, Le Wuyou suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the thick fog in front of him, and murmured: "Ah Jue, you are right, I carried 170 of my fellow disciples who died in vain, We must avenge their blood."

There was a sinister laugh in his ear.

This is not liking!

Le Wuyou pulled out the sword suddenly, the childish phoenix screamed, and came out of the sheath, the light of the sword exploded, as if the light of a cloud suddenly broke, and the brilliance of the sword was dazzling in an instant. side ghost.

At the same time, in the dense fog not far away, a beam of sword light was like three feet of ice, and the dense fog was swept away by the momentum of thousands of miles of ice, and then the pungent smell of creation water came from the air.

"Little beauty, isn't it good, just kill one?" Le Wuyou laughed, and drove back the ghost beside him with a sword. Without stopping for a moment, he waved a torrential sword rain to chase up.

Zhong Yi threw out a folding fan to block a ghost's attack, clenched the hilt of his sword with his right hand, his body was like a dragon, his clothes fluttered, and he laughed loudly: "Thought there was only one? Ayou, you are underestimating me! "

After saying that, he drew his sword violently, and cut off the head of one ghost with one sword. The momentum of the sword remained undiminished, and he slashed head-on at another ghost. In an instant, the splashed blood condensed into ice, and fell down like hail.