In the misty dust smoke, a few hidden murderous intents seeped out, the cold and evil aura slowly condensed into a sword shadow with endless blood...

"Hey..." The man in blue sighed, and his fingers of condensed energy were slashed back out of thin air, as if the better. He focused his fingers, and stopped the momentum of the magic weapon...

A burst of air scattered, and the man in blue stared at him... a young face, his eyes full of crazy desire to kill... "Tsk tsk tsk tsk...human instinct... is always so terrible!"

"Hey, little white-faced! Come on, hurry up and go here, and you are now rushing and taking the lead. You are responsible for chopping, killing, and burying!" Yin Feng said...

"Ha! It's indeed a magic weapon that forms one's consciousness!...Yes... This pattern... This hardness and sharpness... What a magical method of casting! Beautiful! Taste! Having personality!" The man in blue said without any surprise at Yin Feng. A trace of brightness flashed in his eyes. He gently stroked the sword body with one hand and folded fan to block Liu Qingyi's attack with the other...

"I! Pervert! What are you touching randomly! What's your look like? Rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling roll

"Don't be afraid, don't be anxious! Jin Ziling is going to save you from the sea of ​​suffering!" He retracted the folding fan and his hands were fixed. "This kind of magical object should not be left in the hands of such a madman... you don't have to be too grateful to me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, murderous intent suddenly arose. Jin Ziling used his own sword energy to transform his hands and took the demonic person in front of him... The elegant and sharp sword posture, the high-end and elegant sword spirit, and the martial arts style that was different from ordinary people. As soon as Jin Ziling took action, the unparalleled martial arts posture immediately aroused the instinct of the warrior in Liu Qingyi...

The hidden edge turned around, blocked one finger, did not dodge or avoid, and also gathered one finger to stab Jin Ziling directly... "Yeah! The reaction is not bad!" Jin Ziling praised lightly, closed the momentum and blocked it, and turned away Liu Qingyi and retaliated for a move...

In an instant, he was separated at a rapid speed. Liu Qingyi took a few steps back and stopped, and the sword edge took the death-taking posture. Jin Ziling jumped and stood steadily on the ground, his body remained motionless, and he was still!

The consciousness is blurred and the mind is filled with all kinds of dark and decisive illusory scenes... No matter how much struggle is, it is still the deepest obscure in my heart... How many people can I save? How many regrets can I save? The bloody scenes deep in my memory... No matter how much funeral is, the person in front of me, how much can I protect?

How many winds and rains can you block the fool in the Liuli Fairyland? Can you still accompany the heartless person to watch the lonely world overnight in your spare time? Can you still walk with that woman in the wind and snow? Can you still stand under the moonlight and drink with you? The clearer the figure in your mind is, the more palpitations it becomes. Will everything like a dream disappear overnight? Knowing all the things in the future, I understand that I am now, and I have too much powerlessness...

I no longer want to live like in the past, without any worries, no relatives or friends, and enter this strange and psychedelic world, and before I knew it, my heart was already concerned...

Be stronger! Be stronger, only by gaining the power of covering the sky can we heal the turmoil of the world with one hand! Don’t try the feeling of loneliness again…

As my thoughts arise, the inner demon suddenly arises. In the depths of my consciousness, the familiar figures gradually collapse, wanting to pull them away, and being powerless!

Why... Why do I still have the result of this kind of struggle for my life and practice...

The mind was declining, and the murderous intent became even more crazy. Liu Qingyi's body had a bloody color gradually became stronger. The strange sword realm suddenly emerged. The realm of reincarnation, the sword of killing, the Qingfeng did not return, and angrily slashed the strange person in front of him!

Hum? This feeling... Jin Ziling made a sword for his life and gave it to his soul, so he could naturally unlock the heart of the sword. His mind and intention were moved in an instant, and he could not escape the keen perception of the famous sword forged his hands... Tsk tsk... The true thought of the sword soul in an instant actually had three points of innocent heart... It is rare!

"A little more humanistic.... I look carefully and it's a piece of unconventional jade..." He said to himself, Jin Ziling responded to all changes in a constant manner, stood in a small state, and the intent of swords emerged all over his body. The sharp aura of military force left over from the years of sword casting burst out. "Sword, sword, I only ask once, is this person... damn?"

Yin Feng tried hard to suppress Liu Qingyi's murderous thoughts, but after all, it was a sword spirit cultivated by Liu Qingyi's blood. The sword spirit was unhappy and understood Liu Qingyi's obsession. He was instantly devastated, and the sword was subsided. He had already said that no matter how many thorns there were in this world, I would also cut the way forward for you... How could you let you walk alone!

The sword fell silently, sweeping the most evil aura in the world, and slashed at the person who blocked the sword forward. Jin Ziling looked at the momentum and felt surprised... Even the sword was astonished?

"Forget it!" Just a word, Jin Ziling's figure flashed. With his extreme sensing ability to detect sword energy, he almost avoided Yin Feng and slashed. The sword energy passed by. Ming Jianzhu suddenly felt a burst of blood in his body, which was so uncomfortable!

Jin Ziling's left hand draws the energy into a lock, and imprints it on the Yinfeng sword body. The warm and flexible sword energy is like an invisible chain, locking Liu Qingyi and the sword in front of him...

"Hey... there is no way! I just can't see the name Jian Mengchen, in front of Yu's broken body... A good person like me is hard to find in the world, and hard to find in the world!" Jin Ziling Yanluo, and his right hand gathered the aura of thousands of swords. "Swordsman... Let's try your fate!"

First point out that life and death are divided into two parts, and the sharpness of thousands of blades pierced Liu Qingyi's forehead. Under the invisible sword lock, Liu Qingyi had nowhere to dodge and took this punch...

"Ah! No!" A shocking shout was the returnee of Qilu. Seeing this shocking scene, Qilu said nothing, regardless of the poisonous attack on his body, he launched a life-threatening move, and thunder strikes out in the sky and strikes directly at Jin Ziling.

"Hey, good intentions are struck by lightning, good people cannot do it... pitiful!" Jin Ziling did his best and then dodged and avoided the move...

"Liu Qingyi!" The passerby Qi rushed forward and held the fallen Liu Qingyi... without any life... This!!! The passerby Qi was furious and turned around and glared at Jin Ziling, "No matter who you are, no matter which force you belong to, the passerby Qi must kill you, and must kill you!"

The contact was not long, but the temperament was attracted to each other. Although Qi Lu Ren and Liu Qingyi had never had a good word, they regarded each other as friends. In Qi Lu Ren, although Liu Qingyi was very dissatisfied with some of his behaviors, to some extent, he gave him a considerable understanding. If he talked about his past, if he really put it on the surface, there would probably be only Master Jin in the martial arts world today, Su Huanzhen and Liu Qingyi would be tolerant of him...

Young Master Jin is completely out of loyalty. Su Huanzhen is a wise man, and Liu Qingyi... Although he doesn't understand why his inexplicable tolerance comes, Qilu can really feel it. Now the person in his arms is suffering from his sudden hearing, and Qilu's murderous thoughts explode...

"Hey! Friend, don't be impulsive!" Jin Ziling spread his folding fan and said slowly, "I'm helping him. This swordsman is obsessed with the infatuation. I'm saving people!"

"Save people! Ha! You are a three-year-old child who is not good enough to be a three-year-old child! Don't... vomit!" Before he finished speaking, he vomited black blood on his mouth. Qi Lu's body shook, and his heart felt cold... This poisonous injury occurred... I'm in trouble!

When Jin Ziling saw the situation of the visitor, he asked tentatively, "Friend, you seem to be poisoned. Do you need help?"

When the passerby Qi was about to speak and scold him, he heard it, "Changmao! This little white face is not an enemy! Qingzai is not dead!" Yin Feng suddenly made a sound, and the sword energy that Jin Ziling penetrated into Liu Qingyi's body also affected Yin Feng's spiritual consciousness. After waking up, he found out that the strange man in front of him was using his own sword energy to help Liu Qingyi escape from the demonization. "Qingzai is just pretending to die, this little white face is hard, don't cause trouble for yourself!"

When the passerby Qi heard this, he said in confusion, "Fake it dead?"

"Yes, yes! Fake death, but... if you can't hold on, you're really dead..." Jin Ziling said indifferently, "I'm just guiding the sword energy. If he can't hold on, he can't blame me. Even if he dies, it's better to become a monster who only knows how to kill people!"

"Don't worry about it! The world is here, and fighting for life is a specialty!" Yin Feng said... a joke! This guy's sword energy is gentle and grand, just guiding Qingzai's spiritual consciousness. This is impossible. The three-year sword fighting in Jijing floating corridor was wasted. Wushen, the guy directly used the final sword energy to guide and train Liu Qingyi...

"Yeah! I am very confident, I like it! I still don't know what you are called after all this time? Jian, Jian, I'm the famous sword casting Jin Ziling, please tell me your name!" Jin Ziling was not interested in Qilu Ren, and he spoke to help only out of his nature, but his interest in Yin Feng and Jin Ziling is not very great. "Yeah, who cast you? Such a magical craftsman, can Jin Ziling be lucky to know your caster?"

"What caster? I don't know! I came to this guy with consciousness. My name is Yin Feng! Yin is Yin Feng's Yin, Feng is Yin Feng, you can remember clearly!" Yin Feng said, "Hey, little white-faced, can you bother you not to look like you are saliva! This long-haired boy here is injured. You said you are kind, so why don't you help me together!"

"Ahhh! I've lost my composure! Yin Feng, yes... The sharpness is hidden, the material that I haven't seen, the casting technique that I haven't heard of... What's the name! What's the sword!" Jin Ziling smiled and said to the passerby Qi, "What's the point? Do you want to help?"

"No!" Qilu Ren refused, "If he was alive, he would apologize if he was rude just now. If he died, Qilu Ren will pursue the matter to the end!"

Unwilling to be favored by the people in front of him, the passerby in Qi placed Liu Qingyi aside and meditated and drove away the poison...

Jin Ziling chuckled after hearing this, "Ha, are you afraid that you will not be able to take revenge if you suffer favors? Well, it's up to you..."

No longer paying attention to Qilu Ren, Jin Ziling secretly looked at Yin Feng... Divine weapon! A rare divine weapon in the world! Unfortunately, I have been sharing life and death with this man. The sword is ruined by the death of a man... Please, boy, don't die. I still want to study the method of casting this sword!
Chapter completed!