() Lin Qiao couldn't wait to defeat Concubine Murong and conquer her completely in the next moment. Her mind was filled with those dirty things. She was so focused on it that she never thought that someone would sneak up on her, and the power of her move was beyond her ability. Acceptable.
He received a hard blow on his back, and his whole body was blown ten feet away, leaving a long bloody mark on the street.
Lin Qiao felt extremely angry. She stood up from the ground as a natural reaction. Just when she was about to curse, the energy and blood in her body surged, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
Her legs were numb and she had lost consciousness. Her swooping body fell down. After a while, Lin Qiao slowly raised her head and realized that not only herself, but Linghu Yu had also been blown away, lying there for a while. I couldn't move, and I didn't know whether I fainted from anger or was knocked unconscious.
Lin Qiao was very unwilling. She stood up slowly while gritting her teeth and trembling. She quickly scanned the surroundings, but found nothing. Concubine Murong and the others were still standing opposite her.
Soon Lin Qiao also discovered the difference in Chu Lang. At this moment, Chu Lang felt as if he had drank several jars of strong wine and carried hundreds of kilograms of heavy objects. His face was flushed, his steps were lighthearted, and he was afraid that he would fall down in the next moment. .
Lin Qiao just saw out of the corner of her eye that the light was emitted from the broken sword in Chu Lang's hand, but how could such a powerful light emit from a guy with the eighth level of spiritual realm?
Lin Qiao glanced at Concubine Murong suspiciously. Although she was guarding the two of them with a calm face and seemed very calm, both of them knew that Concubine Murong had lost the possibility of fighting back.
Since it wasn't her fault, there must be a master who didn't show up here. It was probably that person who used Chu Lang as a bridge to attack just now.
Lin Qiao felt all kinds of emotions in her heart. She looked at Linghu Yu and Liu Zan next to her in confusion. Are they going to return in vain today?
Is this kid lucky or is he unlucky? I've already told Luo Yan the big words, but now I still miss, and I don't know where to put it with such an old face.
In an instant, many people in the field were stunned by Chu Lang's shocking blow. Several people stood in silence on the long street.
Chu Lang was filled with anger when he saw that Mu Yueling's life was in danger and various threats because of him. If his martial arts cultivation had not been too low, he would not have caused today's situation. At this moment, he regained consciousness and saw the situation in the field. , my mind was also in a state of confusion. Was the blow just now really delivered by me?
Chu Lang took an inner look at the situation inside his body, frowned and sighed: "It's too bad, his body is very weak at the moment, and his martial arts cultivation seems to have dropped a level. The street battle that night drained the energy from his body. Today I have just recovered a little, but I was suppressed by Murong Zhen's true energy and exploded at this moment."
Chu Lang's face looked a little ugly, and he was secretly worried. His eyes swept around, hoping that Murong Zhen could find a way to solve the predicament at hand.
I just scanned around, but still no instructions from Murong Zhen. It was as if Murong Zhen had never appeared before, and everything just now seemed more like a dream.
Looking at Lin Qiao and Liu Zan opposite, they were looking around with confused expressions, and seemed to have discovered something was wrong. Chu Lang knew that Concubine Murong was seriously injured, and I was afraid that any further attack would be detrimental to the recovery of the injury.
Since it was inconvenient for Murong Zhen to take action, Chu Lang had no choice but to bite the bullet. Chu Lang snorted coldly, his eyes flashed with a cold light, his right hand suddenly changed its movements, the air suddenly shook, and the broken sword trembled and whistled softly. One sound.
Murong Fei saw that Lin Qiao was seriously injured and lost the ability to move, so she wanted to take the opportunity to kill him. However, at this moment, the true energy in her body was running at a critical moment, and she was helpless, knowing that her injuries were no less serious than those of the other party.
Mu Yueling was about to step forward, but was unable to move due to the energy emanating from Liu Zan. With her eyes wide open, she saw Chu Lang holding his sword and walking towards Lin Qiao step by step, and said worriedly: "Brother Chu,
Be careful."
Although Liu Zan was defeated and defeated, the ray of light really hit him. He was so angry that he was barely able to suppress Mu Yueling. He watched Chu Lang step by step towards Lin Qiao helplessly.
At this moment, Chu Lang had the intention to kill, and he was chased by Luo Yan and others many times. If Chu Lang missed this day, he might not have such a good chance next time, nor would he have such good luck to escape life and death.
If Murong hadn't really appeared today, he would have died here, so Lin Qi had to die.
Lin Qi's pupils shrank, and the muscles on his old face twitched slightly. Apparently he felt Chu Lang's murderous intention, and he was so anxious that he kept pumping his true energy to suppress the injury.
Chu Lang bit his lip tightly, and blood seeped out from the gaps between his white teeth. It was obvious that Chu Lang himself was not feeling well. He took five or six steps with sheer willpower, but in the end he was unable to move forward and fell to the ground.
When Lin Qi was almost in despair, he saw Chu Lang falling to the ground and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. In just a quarter of an hour, he could temporarily suppress the injury and then deal with these people.
A figure stood up slowly not far away. Linghu Yu had never been treated like this in his life. He was blown away ten feet like a stinky bag and fell to the ground. His heart was so angry that his thick eyebrows almost stood up.
, glanced at Concubine Murong and the others with sinister eyes.
Linghu Yu's wrist shook, and he picked up the sword on the ground and held it in his hand. Ah, he roared into the sky, and his true energy emitted, condensing the sky above the street into a wall of energy.
A little snow on both sides of the street and on the roofs had been blown away by the strong energy. For the first time, Chu Lang saw the legendary angry hair. It turned out that such a scene really existed.
However, Chu Lang fell to the ground at this moment and had lost the ability to fight back. He glanced at Mu Yueling reluctantly and saw her with tearful eyes guarding Concubine Mu Rong. He sighed in his heart, that's all, her cultivation level was still low.
I had just gotten over the addiction of being a strong man, and I still felt guilty for not being able to kill Lin Qiao and bring trouble to Mu Yueling and her daughter.
Chu Lang had given up resistance, but he forgot that Murong Zhen was nearby. Just because he didn't reply to him just now didn't mean that he gave up on Chu Lang and left.
Linghu Yu's momentum had reached its peak, and Liu Zan saw the angry side of the three village masters for the first time, and he was indeed very powerful.
Suddenly, a ghostly cold air came down from the void, and a flashing sword fell from the sky. Along with the pressure of the collapse of the world, the five people below were locked tightly, as if everyone below would be destroyed instantly.
Lin Qiao and Liu Zan's expressions changed greatly, and they wanted to pull away, but they were tightly restrained by the coercion that descended from the sky. The two quickly circulated their inner energy, and finally broke through the restraint and escaped from the field.
He looked towards the center of the street from a distance with a look of horror.
The target of Divine Sword Yuehan was Linghu Yu, so most of the coercion hit Linghu Yu. He was about to attack Chu Lang and the others with the condensed power, but suddenly a sword dropped from the sky and attacked.
Coming up, Linghu Yu changed his offensive and moved forward with his luck.
boom!
The two energies collided together, and there was a loud noise mixed with the crisp sound of the blade breaking. Linghu Yu's body was shaken. Not only did the fierce attack fail, but he was also knocked backwards by an inexplicable sword.
And back.
Kick! Kick! Kick!
Linghu Yu's shoulders swayed a few times before he finally stabilized his figure. The right hand holding the broken sword trembled slightly, and fell to the ground in a few seconds.
Linghu Yu's chest rose and fell, breathing rapidly to control the energy in his body.
"Who are you, your Excellency? You are considered a hero by hiding your head and showing your tail." Linghu Yu roared angrily, his sharp eyes scanning around, but he found nothing.
Several other people felt the same way, but except for the six people present, they found nothing else. In the end, their eyes fell on the long sword suspended in the void.
The sword body is long and narrow, nearly three feet and three feet long, almost 1.23 meters long. It is completely black, with a black air swirling around the sword body, but with a flickering light, like an ancient Tiancha sword from the Nine Netherlands.
When the four experienced people in the field saw this sword, their faces changed drastically. Lin Qiao was the first to shout: "Excalibur - Yue Han, how come this sword appears here, the Sword God of Eastern Xinjiang..."
Concubine Murong was no exception. She looked around with a surprised look on her face, observing her surroundings carefully. However, she found no one around, but she knew that she was finally safe today. Murong Zhen was very friendly with an elder in Tingfeng Pavilion.
On weekdays, she would go to Tingfeng Pavilion and have a few drinks with the elder, and they would have some friendship. Now that he had taken action, Murong Fei's nervous heartstrings were really relieved at this moment.
The appearance of the divine sword Yuehan really made the masters in the field look at each other, not daring to move a single step, for fear that the owner of this sword would suddenly show his power and kill himself. The pressure brought by Yuehan just now made Lin Qiao and the others feel lingering fear.
The Divine Sword Yuehan is an extraterrestrial divine sword that has been passed down for many years. Each generation of its masters has achieved extraordinary achievements and stands at the pinnacle of mankind. Each master of the divine sword has a common title of "Sword God", but the one closest to him is the Sword God.
The owner can be traced back hundreds of years to Murong Lantian, the founder of the Murong family in Luohong Iceland.
Unexpectedly, the Divine Sword would appear here out of thin air today, which means that his master is also nearby.
Lin Qiao's question floated far above the street, but there was no sound in reply. Lin Qiao and Linghu Yu looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
"Give the three of you one breath to disappear from my sight, otherwise, you will die." A cold and arrogant voice floated in the void, a young and domineering voice that could not be refuted.
Lin Qiao and Linghu Yu looked at each other, and both could see the fear in the other. Lin Qiao was very unwilling to do so. He was only a little bit close to succeeding. Maybe he could have a romantic fairy and die tonight. He just hated it.
This Eastern Sword God appeared at the wrong time.
Linghu Yu was not as complicated as Lin Qiao thought. Now that his nephew had woken up, he did not dare to face the people of Tingfeng Pavilion. He had decided to retreat and sighed in a low voice: "Brother Lin,
Retreat, you also saw the power just now. With just one sword, the three of us were forced to retreat. If we survive, we will have many chances in the future."
"Humph, let's retreat." Lin Qiao pondered for a while, glanced at Murong Fei and the other three with cold eyes, then picked up Luo Yan, who was unconscious on the side of the street, and walked away.
Linghu Yu and Liu Zan also mentioned the unconscious Cheng Fei and Liu Yong and followed him away. The three figures rose and fell and disappeared over a row of houses.