Sword Qi Hengqiu

Sheng Ming opened his mouth wide and stared blankly at Ling Rangjin. Ling Rangjin smiled at him with a good temper. This time, this kind of breezy smile paired with that pretty face is no longer as annoying as before.

Before, he was like a senior pampering a junior, or like a man watching cats and dogs fighting. Although he stretched out his paw and scratched himself, most of them laughed it off and didn't care.But because he is so ugly, many people are disgusted with his kindness and tolerance.

She looks so ugly, why pretend to be gentle.

Only now did they know that she was really gentle, and that Ling Rangjin was famous for his good temper.And looking at yourself is indeed looking at children, the No. 1 immortal cultivator in the cultivation world, countless admirers of Taoist cultivators, who have guarded the world for hundreds of years with one sword and one valley, who is not looking at the younger generation?

Sheng Ming bit his lips: I should have known from the beginning...

But it's too late now, he stared at Ling Rangjin who was like a fairy, and a thought suddenly came to his mind: I targeted him so much, how could he still keep me alive?Don't talk about the rumors, it's No.1 in the world!

Ling Rangjin caught a glimpse of Sheng Ming and Song Chu's expressions changing a few times, but he has no time to care about them now.He raised his finger to the fake Liu Linfeng: "Holding the jade card of a low-level disciple of the Immortal League, pretending to be Xiao Liu, whose sign did you get? I don't remember that I asked someone to find Xuanqiu."

The fake Liu Linfeng was pointed at by him, and his whole body stiffened involuntarily. Mei Yingyue took advantage of the opportunity, swung her sword away, and forced the fake back.Ling Rangjin smiled at her and said, "Miss Yingyue, come behind me."

Mei Yingyue nodded, jumped down to the rock, and stared at Moxiu opposite with her sword.Hu Ce also wanted to move, but remembering that he helped Sheng Ming to make trouble for no reason before, he was a little embarrassed for a while, Song Chu even looked at Mei Yingyue eagerly, only Sheng Ming bowed his head and remained silent.

Ling Rangjin lowered his eyes and said with a smile: "Everyone, come here too, the affairs of the Immortal Alliance must not harm the innocent."

After the fake Liu Linfeng was identified, he ran behind the silent old Weng, and said in a low voice, "Master Weng..."

"Trash!" Weng Lao yelled angrily, "You walked with him all the way, and you didn't find out his identity?!"

"I'm just an errand runner for the foreign cabinet, I don't know..." Fake Liu Linfeng muttered, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he yelled at Ling Rangjin, "Prince of the Immortal League, you don't have a position to criticize us, the person who is walking with you Although I can't see the depth, he covered up his aura, I can't distinguish between immortals and demons, but the doctor named Xiao Yan is a demon cultivator!"

Ling Rangjin fanned his fan and said with a smile: "I, Ling Rangjin, have always had friends with demon cultivators. The demon cultivators I know have never killed civilians, slaughtered the Central Plains, perverted, used everything, and are despised by others. What's more, who made me The one who has to turn to the demonic cultivator for help? Isn’t it the suzerain of the Desolate Sect? If the suzerain didn’t hurt my veins, why would I come to this desert to walk with the demonic cultivator?”

The female demon Xiu said sadly: "It's a pity that the suzerain didn't kill you directly."

Ling Rangjin closed the fan with a smile, and tapped on his palm: "Well, if he has the ability, Ling Rangjin's head is waiting for him to take it at any time. I'm afraid he will be hurt more seriously by me. How is the suzerain today?"

The female devil Xiu yelled angrily: "You don't need to do anything, I will let you die here today! Old man Weng, let's go together, if he dies, you still have a way to live, otherwise—"

Weng Lao snorted: "I want you to talk nonsense!" After saying that, the long sword in his hand trembled, and he attacked again. Ling Rangjin sighed in his heart, raised his hand and separated the sword with a fan, and said softly: "If you tell me Who is that person behind me, maybe I will leave you a way out, I will do what I say."

"I know Xianzun is a good man, and he keeps his word." Old Weng looked ruthless, not like an old man at all, "But you have been in this position for too long, your good nephew Bian Chenwu is the same as you. He never leaks anything to us. Daoist cultivators need to keep their sleeves open and don’t eat or drink? Those mortals are trash that can’t become immortals. It’s only natural to support us, and we have to protect them Follow them, why not!"

Ling Rangjin frowned slightly, and was rarely angry: "You are just able to cultivate by chance and talent, so you are not the same as mortals? Aren't your parents and ancestors also mortals? After practicing Taoism for several years, do you really think you are immortal? Even if you are A true fairy god, who has been enshrined by human fireworks, must also protect everyone."

Weng Lao sneered, ice crystals formed on the sword, and several ice arrows shot in the air in an instant, pointing directly at Ling Rangjin's back and head.

Ling Rangjin lowered his eyes and sighed slightly. With one hand he held a fan to block the sword in front of Weng Lao, and with the other hand he suddenly made a tactic, and said slowly: "It is really exciting for people of the same way to meet in battle. regret."

Weng Lao, female demon Xiu, and fake Liu Linfeng changed their expressions when they saw the formula he made, and saw a simple long sword appearing out of thin air in Ling Rangjin's hand. It looks like an epiphyllum, decorated with stone blue tassels.

Ling Rangjin withdrew his hands and retreated, slowly pulled out the long sword, pulled a sword flower, flicked the blade with two fingers, and the blade made a long cry, like a dragon roaring.A smile appeared on Ling Rangjin's face: "Long time no see."

"Yinwu..." the female demon cultivator took a step back and said in horror, "The Yinwu sword is out of its sheath!"

Ling Rangjin raised his eyes, and waved his sword: "Those who betray the Immortal Alliance and collude with foreign enemies, kill." His usually gentle brows were slightly stained with murderous intent, "Forgive me for disregarding the feelings of my fellow practitioners for many years."

As soon as the words were finished, Ling Rangjin drew forward and stabbed with the long sword. Accompanied by the sound of dragons roaring, springs of water suddenly appeared in the empty cave under the desert, and then the spring water gathered into a huge wave, overwhelming the three people. .

Seeing this, the fake Liu Linfeng ran away, shouting as he ran, "Don't forget your promise! Everything will be easy when he dies! Otherwise, you won't even want to live!"

Ling Rangjin moved his ears when he heard the words, and his gaze caught sight of a dark shadow, that was Sheng Ming running away in a panic, no, it wasn't him.He is away from the direction of fighting.

Ling Rangjin's nerves that had experienced many battles moved, he turned around quickly, and saw Hu Ce who was about to stab down with his sword up. Hu Ce trembled when he saw him suddenly turn back, but the sword in his hand did not stop.

"You helped Sheng Ming before, and you didn't want to covet his face." Ling Rangjin pinched the blade with two fingers together, and at the same time tilted his head slightly. The water waves moved according to his heart, and condensed into a water wall, blocking the female devil who was waiting to sneak up. Xiu, he said to Hu Ce with a flat expression: "You help him because you think that the strongest Wen Shijiu will be seduced by him and fall in love with him instead. And I will be abandoned eventually, so you curry favor with him first. Later, you found that Wen Nineteen was not moved by the beauty, so you came to follow me in the open and in the dark. After meeting that person pretending to be Xiaoliu, you felt that no one had more power than the Fifth Lord of Xianmeng, so you left us again and started to circle around Follow him around."

"What conditions did he offer you?" Ling Rangjin slightly exerted force with both fingers, and the sword edge broke with a "clang" and fell on the stone surface. There were a few clangs, submerged in the sound of water, and Ling Rangjin dealt with Hu with one hand. With Ce, the other hand countered Weng Lao, and behind him was controlling Shui Lang to fight against the female demon cultivator.One-on-three is still more than enough.He glanced at Mei Yingyue who was about to step forward to help: "Don't move, protect yourself. I can handle it."

As soon as the words fell, Hu Ce was already sweating. He turned around and wanted to run after the fake Liu Linfeng, but he heard Ling Rangjin sigh softly: "No matter how stupid I am, I will never let anyone go. I have saved many times, but instead Those who came here to kill me for fame and fortune."

After saying that, he slammed the hand holding the ancient sword, and immediately knocked Weng Lao away. He turned around, turned around half a circle, and took the life of the female demon cultivator. In the end, the sword struck, and Hu Ce opened his eyes wide. There was only a thin streak of blood on his neck, and then he coughed twice and fell backwards.

Sheng Ming had disappeared at this time, Song Chu came back to his senses, and grabbed Mei Yingyue: "Senior Sister, we have to find Senior Brother!"

Mei Yingyue hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Ling Rangjin, who had killed two people in succession, and felt a little embarrassed: "This..."

Before Ling Rangjin could speak, the wounded old Weng, who was attached to the ground, held his chest and laughed: "Why bother to look for it, I won't come back..."

He only heard a scream, and in an instant, footsteps came from the entrance of the cave. Amidst the chaos, Ling Rangjin frowned, turned around, and was trying to get lucky, but felt a familiar pain in his chest, and his eyes began to flicker. Holding his chest, he couldn't help but think with a wry smile: Although Xiao Niu's medicine is good, the time is too short.

The backlash after taking the medicine was deeper than before. Ling Rangjin took a deep breath, held Yinwu tightly, and tried hard not to let others see the clues, but unfortunately he forgot, now there is no mask on his face, and he can see whether his face is good or bad at a glance out.

His pale face was fully seen by the person who came, and the person smiled and said: "Immortal Venerable, long time no see, are you still alive? That's just right, it's not a day or two since our suzerain wants to treat you as a furnace. If you have the guts to send it to your door, I have to take you back to the Desolate Sect anyway, maybe the Sect Master saw you, tortured you, and then humiliated you, once you feel better, the injury will heal."

Ling Rangjin raised his eyes, and standing in front of him was the confidant of the Suzerain of the Desolate Sect, the most difficult number one person, named Qiu Po, who was sinister but loyal to the Suzerain of the Desolate Sect.Qiu Po ​​followed many people behind him, and one of them held a sword on the neck of Sheng Ming, who was in a mess. Sheng Ming's face was covered with wounds, and he was about to cry and looked at this side.

Seeing Sheng Ming like this, Ling Rangjin felt bad. As expected, Song Chu yelled, "Dare to touch my brother!" :"return!"

Following the sound of coming back, Song Chu really came back, and Sheng Ming looked at him with tears in his eyes when he was kicked back: "Junior brother, save me!"

"Yo." Qiu Po ​​sneered, "Want to save your senior brother? It's simple, you don't have to come up to die, have you seen Ling Xianzun, and heard your senior brother say that he protected you? You kill him, I Not only do you not move your brother, but also send you out of the desert intact, how about it?" The author has something to say: Ling Rangjin: mmp, backstabbing me once is not enough, why don't you come again?