"Good boy, dare to make ground on Tai Sui Master!" Before Ming Cang's sword was used, he swept his sword finger and two sword energy surged up the wind and sand, and shot towards the two of them.

He changed his shape and instantly appeared at the other end of the stone table, holding the wine pot in his hand and continuing to drink.

The two figures were wearing masks and black robes, obviously inferior to the Ming Cang Sword. They both set up evil swords and blocked their chests!

boom!

Two sword energy hit the evil swords in their hands, knocking them out directly.

The two of them were not seriously injured, fell to the ground, and then they were about to escape in a mess.

"Want to leave?"

A ray of martial emperor energy shot out from Ming Cang Sword, forming a large airtight cover covering a radius of five hundred feet.

The air within a radius of five hundred feet became heavier in an instant.

This is the sword domain!

When the sword domain appeared, the movements of the two figures became obviously slower.

"I hate the most in my life the evil sword warriors, who dare to break into the tenth peak and ask you to never return!"

The voice of Ming Cang Sword was filled with a hint of anger.

He slapped the wine jar suddenly.

The wine jar flew out directly and smashed one of them from the sky!

Immediately, Ming Cang Jian used two more fingers to break a corner of the stone table.

He clamped the gravel with two fingers, flew out the stone with a puff, and shot down another figure.

Swish—!

Ming Cang Jian was sitting next to the stone table the previous second, and the next moment, he instantly stood in front of one of the men in black robe.

The man in black robe had already penetrated his chest by the sharp stone.

But there was no blood flowing out of his chest, but a blue smoke drifted upward from his chest.

"The sword spirit clone of the evil sword..." Ming Cang Jian was really shocked this time and immediately reached out to take off the mask of the man in black robe.

After taking off the mask, the person's facial features were not clear, as if he was shrouded in a hazy area.

At the same time, his whole body turned into blue smoke.

The same is true for the other person.

"Oops!"

Ming Cang Jian instantly woke up. These two people were not here to kill him, but for those little guys!

He immediately released his soul, covering a radius of hundreds of feet. When he saw it, he secretly shouted, "It's over!"

In the sword domain, the little boy and the fat man were still there, but Tong'er was missing!

"I'm really careless!" Ming Cang Jian slapped his forehead and immediately went to find the little mutes and the others.

When the little fat man saw the master grandfather coming, he immediately shouted: "Grandpa, Tong'er is gone! She is gone!!!"

The little mute was also extremely anxious and was about to cry.

"What happened? What did you see just now?" Ming Cang Jian said quickly, and now he can't care about so much.

"It was swept away by a hurricane!" The fat man pointed to the depths of the forest.

Ming Cang Jian said: "You guys go back quickly!"

After saying that, he chased after him!

A five-and-a-half-year-old girl was kidnapped by the Sword Sect himself. It must have been done by people from the Sword Sect, and it was clearly a rush to Ye Wuzhi.

Also, in this Sword Sect, some people have practiced the Evil Sword Sword Book and can differentiate the clones of the Evil Sword Sword Spirit, which is enough to show that this person has a very high attainment in swordsmanship!

The so-called evil sword is actually a branch of the murder sword, but those who practice the murder sword are not necessarily evil sword cultivators.

Because the core of the killing sword is the fastest way to kill enemies and the best pursuit of killing sword moves, they must be bloodthirsty people.

But this is not the case with the evil sword cultivator. The sword skill that needs to be practiced must be based on killing, and there must be many people who kill.

Among evil martial arts, there are many such sword cultivators. The leader of the Jinri branch, one of the five major branches of the Black Witch Mountain, is a very powerful evil sword cultivator!

His name is even louder than Wu Kexing and Fan Feishen.

"If I catch you, I will definitely dismantle you!" The Ming Cang Sword turned into a little black lightning and shot out, and gusts of wind were rippled on both sides.

"No, I must inform Xiaozi Ye in advance about this matter. Otherwise, with Xiaozi Ye's temperament, I will not help me find the Tian-level sword spirit in the future and provide the whereabouts of the Sky-Slaying Sword!" Ming Cang Jian was a little regretful.

And at this moment.

On Jinglong Peak, Na Lanzhuo has been waiting in front of Jinglong Hall. Today, Cao Changyuan is closed to death and cannot be disturbed by anyone.

Cao Changyuan's way of being imprisoned is very strange because he doesn't need to spend too much time, usually half a day, or a day.

And whenever he was in vain, no disciples could be left above the mountainside of Jinglong Peak.

Except for Na Lanzhuo.

He was ordered to guard the house.

But Na Lan Zhuo didn't know that there were two figures sitting cross-legged in Jinglong Hall at this time.

It was Li Shouting's grandson and his son.

At this time, both of them were wearing black robes and a mask, and their bodies were filled with a mysterious aura.

Suddenly, Li Qiuran took off his mask, his face was pale and his facial features were distorted. Finally, he couldn't help but spray blood on the ground, and then he calmed down with a breath.

Li Shouting also took off his mask, and it can be seen that his condition was not very good either.

Li Qiuran said with a hint of fear on his face, "Grandpa, the sword technique of that old sword cultivator seems to have become stronger again... If you hadn't used the Evil Smoke Skill in time, you might have been ruined again..."

Just now, the Ming Cang Sword used a "stone" to exert its sword energy and directly penetrated the chest of his sword spirit's clone. Although the blue smoke came out of the sword spirit's chest, it also caused great harm to Li Qiuran's body.

In comparison, Li Shouting is still fine.

He was smashed by a jar of wine.

But if he hadn't stopped in time, a simple move of the Ming Cang Sword could destroy half of the two's skills and cause them to suffer heavy damage!

Li Shouting frowned. Indeed, let alone Qi Dongxuan, now he only needs a Ming Cang Sword, which is enough for them to drink a pot.

If it weren't for Cao Changyuan and Cao Fengzhu, they wouldn't dare to attack the people around Ye Wujin easily even if they were lard.

"No matter what, at the critical moment, I finally survived. Fortunately, that boy Lu Yanqing had already hijacked Ye Tong."

Li Shouting smiled with relief.

A vicious light appeared in Li Qiuran's eyes and said, "I want to take that stinky girl to find Ye Wuzong now, and then cut off the girl's hand in front of him, so that he can also experience the feeling of thousands of arrows piercing his heart!"

"Don't be reckless. If you do things at all, with Ye Wuzhi's temperament, you will definitely eliminate us. At all costs, you must do this with caution."

Li Shouting said.

After his grandfather and grandson suffered a disaster, their minds and natures changed, especially Li Shouting.

At this moment, a majestic voice came from the empty Jinglong Hall.

"What did you do."

The grandfather and grandson were shocked, and quickly turned around and knelt on the ground: "Greetings to Master Cao Feng!"
Chapter completed!