Splash Monkey, I will accompany you against the heavens!

Rong Ning walked out of the Wucheng courtyard by himself, and after only a few dozen steps, a beast roar came from behind him. He turned back in a hurry, and saw blood spilled all over the stone pavement in the courtyard. He fell down on his stomach and sat at the door of the wing room.

Turned into a snow wolf, Liu Qianshan confronted a man in a black cloak with blood on his sword.

"Ah Ning, don't come here... Hurry up!" Seeing him turning back, Wu Cheng frowned and scolded him, his movements were a little bigger, more blood seeped out from the wound between his waist and abdomen.

Rong Ning was stunned at the gate, the man in black turned his head, the long brim of the hat covered his face, and the blue long sword in his hand gleamed coldly.

...that sword...Rong Ning stared at the sword in the man in black's hand without moving. The front paws hit the ground and pressed a blood mark.

"Qianshan," Wu Cheng's fingertips trembled and grabbed the clothes on his wound. Liu Qianshan couldn't tell when he turned his head, and his two fierce and indifferent eyes were fixed on the man in black... This man's cultivation level is stronger than his. It's half a level lower, but the swordsmanship is secretive and exquisite, and the body is as nimble as a monster. It can barely be a tie with him, but the opponent has a smell, which is a faint scent of medicine. As long as he gets close, he will be in a trance , put him at a disadvantage.

Liu Qianshan looked at this cultivator, the black clothes covered his face and figure, but there was a faint smell of the Fuxi clan mixed in the strange medicinal scent, plus that Feng Yangye's natal magic weapon... Feng Yangye Was it taken away by the Fuxi tribe?What about the saint?Is it really still in the West Pole?

Not long after the silent confrontation, the man in black raised the magic weapon again, the blue sword body dragged out light in the air, Liu Qianshan held his breath, the demonic aura emanated from his dantian, and the surroundings began to become cold... ...He wanted to capture this person alive and torture him to get some news.

You Lan attacked, Liu Qianshan let out a roar, and countless ice thorns protruded from the ground. The man in black swept his long sword, smashing the rows of ice thorns, and swung his long sword straight to Xiang Xuelang's eyebrows. At this time, the general had also heard the sound, joined the battle, and attacked the man's back.

The hem of the clothes creaked, and the man in black didn't even move his head, and rushed towards Liu Qianshan without changing his offensive. When the demon approached him, a light array floated in his back, and the three demons who had reached the original state returned to the original state at the same time. The formation is involved.

The monster power flowed into the formation, Liu Qianshan pulled his body back against the mighty force, and with a roar, the ice curtain suddenly stopped the sword that was about to pierce his eyebrows, and he also escaped from the radiation of the formation .

The man in black smashed the ice curtain with his sword, put away the light array and fell in the center of the courtyard, the coldness became more and more intense, the shattered ice curtain flew into the sky, and heavy snow fell, blocking the eyes of the demon general, but could not stop it. Observing with divine sense, the three demon generals were staring at that person, ready to attack him at any time.

The hand of the man in black holding the long sword moved suddenly, and several demon generals were about to rush up, but found that he didn't move, but raised his hand in a daze, as if he was looking at a large snowflake that was gradually melting on it.

"Master..." Rong Ning looked at the man, his eyes were red under his frown, and the moment the snow wolf pounced on him and showed his fangs, he was so startled that he wanted to run over, but Wu Cheng stopped him: "Don't go over there!" !"

Before Liu Qianshan's fangs touched the man's neck, a divine power that surpassed Zhizhen Guiyuan pulled him from behind. Snow Wolf suffered from pain, changed direction and fell to the side, and looked at him solemnly. around.

The man in black didn't move, his hat was blown off by the demon breath, revealing a thin and terrifying face, Wu Cheng, who was holding Rong Ning tightly, was stunned, with his mouth slightly open, he couldn't utter a single word to describe himself How uncomfortable it is at this moment, I can only look at that face in shock.

Rong Ning was also stunned for a while, pulled his hand away forcefully, and strode up, "Master..."

Feng Yangye didn't seem to hear what he said, and quietly stared at the back of his hand.

"The apricot blossoms are beautiful and fragrant. They are white. When the wind blows, they will look like falling snow. The sweet-scented osmanthus cake that my mother made with them is very sweet..."

"What is Luoxue..."

The golden light pierced into the sea of ​​consciousness, Feng Yangye groaned in pain, his consciousness could only be released a few meters away from his side, the black and thin young man rushed over and hugged him, he wanted to reach out and touch the child in a trance But he watched himself raise his hand and pointed the long sword at the young man... He hastily clenched the long sword, his fingers trembling stiffly, and slowly remembered that he seemed to have hurt another apprentice just now, and the golden light in the sea of ​​consciousness became brighter , hurting him further.

"You don't want to kill him yourself, do you?" The familiar voice spread in the sea of ​​consciousness, and Feng Yangye's spine felt numb when he heard it, and he couldn't help but want to stay away from that person.

"I'll help you..." Human Sovereign's ending sounded with a smile.

The golden light behind Feng Yangye flickered faintly, his body began to lose control, Ningyuan Hansoul was lifted up, and a sword fell, he screamed in pain and resisted, watching his apprentice getting closer in the sword's edge.

"Hiss..." The sound of flesh being cut was startling, Xuelang, who snatched the young man from Feng Yangye, let go of his mouth and put Rong Ning aside, a sword wound spread from the back of his neck to his leg. Blood was gushing out, the flesh was turned open, and even the internal organs were seen, the sword energy was condensed on it to prevent him from healing the wound, the blood soon stained half of his body red.

Wu Cheng clutched his wound and ran over in a hurry, standing in front of Xuelang and looking at Feng Yangye in pain and bewilderment, "Master..."

"Chenger... Qianshan..." Feng Yangye could only see the blood dripping on the ground, he chased the blood and walked over, his consciousness touched Wu Cheng's sad and doubtful face, his heart was so painful that it was about to burst, "Cheng Son..." The hoarse voice could not be heard very far, and two demon generals stopped him, his body full of demonic aura.

"Kill all these people..."

"What exactly do you want?" Feng Yangye asked back in disbelief, "Why did you kill them? They haven't even seen you..."

"Who made them accidentally know my Xiao Yangye? Kill them, use your hands to kill the people of Manzong one by one... I'll help you, you can..." Fuxi's voice passed by , Feng Yangye's consciousness resisted in fear, and the Human Emperor sneered and took control of his body with golden light, leaving only part of his consciousness to watch the massacre.

For three days...the Donghai Fengshen statue had a blood rain...the ground was full of blood and distorted corpses...no one's body was complete, many people had their limbs cut off, and their arms and legs were dug out. At present, the most miserable ones are the two demon generals, their internal organs spilled all over the floor, and their fur peeled off and hung in a conspicuous place in the sect.

Jinxian pulled the long sword from his apprentice and watched him torture people to death bit by bit. The black cloak was soaked with blood and stuck to his body, even the wind couldn't move it. The resistance in his mind was so numb... He recalled Rong Ning's surprised expression before his tragic death, laughed out of a trance, and murmured to the air: "You kill me...I beg you...kill me..."

"Hey, Xiao Yangye can't die yet, good boy must be obedient... Where is that snow wolf? Oh? I want to take Mr. Huaihai away. I heard from some juniors that Huaihai seems to have escaped once. This time, he escaped. It won't fall..."

Fuxi turned into a real body, wiped Feng Yangye's blood-stained cheek with a smile, and pulled the dull man towards the back mountain...

The weak snow wolf carried a little Xiu who was injured and unable to hold a sword, walking in the forest. He vomited blood mixed with the debris of internal organs. Fuxi suppressed him with divine power, and he fell to the ground. Still trying his best to pull the young man under him, Wucheng shook his head while watching him, Xuelang's icy eyes were full of tenderness, as if he was looking at him and smiling, and slowly transmitted the voice: "Go up!" Once I was not by your side...this time I am, I will not lie to you...I promised you, I will never leave you..."

"Qianshan...you go...don't worry about me, I don't want you to die, you go away..."

"I can't even get away... Humph..." The noble man in a fancy dress interrupted Wucheng, and led the lifeless Jinxian over.

He held Feng Yangye's hand holding the sword, and moved it to the position where Liu Qianshan's back was facing his heart, "Punch down from here, use force...otherwise, his death will be slower...more uncomfortable ...Does Yono want to make him feel bad? Huh?"

"Don't..." Wu Cheng wanted to get up to protect Liu Qianshan, but he couldn't move Xuelang's body, he could only look up at Feng Yangye and said in a panic: "Master... I beg you, let me go." Thousand... don't!"

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Xi held Feng Yangye's hand and stabbed the long sword into the back of the Snow Demon's heart, Liu Qianshan let out a painful □□, his eyes lost focus a little bit, Wu Cheng turned his head and looked at the person beside him. The giant wolf couldn't make any sound with his mouth open, he pushed him a few times in a daze, hugged Liu Qianshan tightly in disbelief, and let the tears slip out: "Don't... Qianshan, don't you Die...don't...I beg you...don't do this to me..."

The painful cry fell between the golden immortal consciousness, Fuxi felt the trembling of the person in his arms, increased his control, and let him personally goug out the golden pill of Liuqianshan, crush it and sacrifice it into the formation...