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How the person in front of him appeared in front of everyone, no one noticed, and how those people around him fell down, and no one saw it. The pitch-black ink color enveloped the center of the entire battle in an instant, like pollution The general quickly spread fear to the hearts of all those who were still standing, and turned the dawn into the night, just in an instant.

The pitch-black blade cut directly from Lan Tian's neck without hesitation, and his men showed no mercy. Song Qing, who was almost affected behind Lan Tian, ​​quickly let go of Lan Tian and jumped a few meters away. The man in front of him.

"Are you okay?" Song Qing's words revealed how much information everyone knew, but the most confused among them was obviously Lan Tian.

Lan Tian felt a chill in his heart, and stretched out his hand to touch the neck pierced by the knife. When he realized that he hadn't had anything wrong, the cold sweat behind him burst out. At that moment just now, he really thought he was going to die. Yes, if the man's knife could touch his body, then he is definitely decapitated now!

With his heart beating non-stop, Lan Tian stiffly raised his head, trying to pull out an ugly smile: "Lan Jiangshe, you know that I won't die if you can't touch me, right?"

"Huh?" Lan Jiang took a look at the sarcasm drawn on his cold face, his eyes narrowed slightly to look down on everyone present, "Why should I care about such trivial matters?"

"You!" Lan Tian, ​​you immediately became angry, the murderous intent was real, what this person said was not a joke but he really didn't care about his life, Lan Tian finally completely surrendered the Lan in his dream at this time. She separated from her father.

"You are my other son?" Lan Jiangshe barely reflected Lan Tian's figure in his pitch-black pupils, "It seems that I expect too much from you."

"Huh?!" Lan Tian couldn't believe whether the person in front of him was mocking him or simply despising him, it was so embarrassing!

"Blessings, Master." The God Emperor Sect members who were still standing at the side would not forget etiquette at this moment. Just after Qi Yao and the others' voices fell, countless black shadows appeared around, Yangwei returned to the scene in an instant. In the darkness, with just such a glimpse, it is possible to see that the God Emperor Cult has taken the upper hand.

Song Qing put Hanlong in front of him to resist without any trace, and looked at Lan Jiang with a little more vigilance and coldness: "As expected of the current leader of the God Emperor Sect, ordinary tricks really don't work for you. "

Lan Jiangshe didn't bother with Song Qing's provocative words at all, but instead focused on Han Long in Song Qing's hands.

"Hanlong?" Lan Jiangshe smiled knowingly, "I see."

Song Qing looked cold.

However, before he could make a move, Lan Jiangshe had already appeared in front of him, and the cold dragon in his hand sank, falling to the ground and making a hole.

"I want to see how far you can go with the cold dragon!" Lan Jiangshe lazily sent out the ink-colored broadsword in his hand, and the blades met, and the sound of the blade's clink reached everyone's ears. It can even pierce the eardrum.

Lan Tian looked at the two who started to fight at the first disagreement, and remained silent for a long time. No one can intervene in a master's fight, but...

This Song Qing was directly suppressed by Lan Jiangshe, every move of Lan Jiangshe was calm and unhurried, and also full of wantonness, the indifferent arc always drawn at the corner of his mouth stimulated Song Qing even more, Hanlong itself is a sacred object However, under Lan Jiang's broad knife, it looked more like fragile ice, and the strong vibration seemed to break at any time.

"Why, holding a cold dragon in your hand, but you don't even have the ability to resist, really disappoints me." Lan Jiangshe knows how to stir up the opponent's anger. It is difficult for people in anger to maintain reason, Song Qing The gnashing of teeth has obviously reached its limit.

Lan Tian stared intently at the battle in front of him, and watched Lan Jiangshe's attack with obvious evil taste like a cat teasing a mouse, but found a trace of inexplicable disharmony.

Lan Jiangshe stopped the moves in his hand, and Song Qing took a breath and immediately jumped far away.

"I'll give you a chance." Lan Jiangshe's broadsword stood on the ground, obviously calling Song Qing to take the initiative to attack, Song Qing's cold eyes put great pressure on Song Qing, and his eyes anxiously searched for Lan Jiangshe's weakness.

However... no!

Standing in a loose posture, he couldn't find any place to attack. The strong pressure on Lan Jiangshe's body almost suppressed him and he couldn't breathe.

will die!

The strong sense of fear made Song Qing's footsteps almost impossible to move easily, as long as he got a little closer to Lan Jiangshe, he might die here!

Lan Tian walked up behind Lan Tian, ​​just as he was about to say something, he noticed Lan Tian's tightly frowning brows, and looked at Lan Jiangshe, who had captured everyone's attention in a short time, unwillingly let out all the bloody breath in his mouth. swallow it.

Hanlong tilted slightly, and his fierce moves instantly pierced through the air, directly hitting Lan Jiangshe's heart.

Lan Tian's heart tightened, and he took a step forward subconsciously. An inexplicable sense of fear drove him forward, but he didn't realize that Lan Tian couldn't control Lan Tian's move forward.

However, at this moment, Song Qing did not continue to rush towards the opponent, and a nearly transparent silver needle suddenly sprang out from Hanlong's icy sword light. Lan Jiangshe frowned slightly, with the broad knife blocking his chest, the silver needle It hit the knife and fell limply to the ground.

When everyone looked at it again, Song Qing turned around and fled. Those who know the current affairs are heroes. Song Qing naturally knew that he could not beat Lan Jiangshe. .

Lan Jiangshe raised the corners of his lips, opened his hand, and held the silver needle attracted by internal force in Lan Jiangshe's hand. Everyone could see the unfathomable indifference smile on the face of the Pope's leader, the silver needle's Only a few people present could barely see the trajectory of the silver needle clearly, and it actually went straight through the air, reaching Songqing's back heart.

Song Qing subconsciously used Hanlong to resist, only to hear a sharp collision...

Blue Sky: Ah! ...

Lantian: Huh? ...

Qi Yao and Le Feng:! ! !

cold dragon...

broken.

One of them fell directly on the ground, making several crisp sounds.

The pace of escape under Song Qing's feet became faster, and the rest of the people who were said to be crusading against the Emperor's Cult disappeared in an instant.

Lan Jiangshe directly turned the world around with his own power, but... cut off the cold dragon.

The God Emperor's congregation who were present at the scene were almost full of enthusiasm, and their eyes were full of crazy admiration when they looked at Lan Jiangshe, but Lan Tian still didn't dare to turn his head to look at Lan Tian.

how... how to do...

Lantian's sword is broken...

When one of Qi Yao's subordinates picked up Hanlong's broken sword and presented it to Lantian, Lantian accepted it silently. a cut.

Lan Tian was in a complicated mood, and carefully touched the blade of Hanlong's Broken Sword. In an instant, a strange feeling filled his whole body, an indescribable feeling, but Lan Tian vaguely sensed something, and pretended to unintentionally touch Han Long. Long took it from Lantian.

"Let me look at this thing for you." So as not to make you fall in love with the scene, right?

When the Shenhuangjiao people returned to the main altar, everyone was quite silent, including Lan Tian, ​​who had a heavy broken sword wrapped in cloth in his hand, and his complicated mood was beyond words.

This kind of sense of sight that a father smashed his child's beloved treasure, doesn't this father feel any guilt at all?

Lan Jiangshe did not give everyone an inspiring answer as everyone expected, but instead left everyone with an indifferent back, and entered the forbidden area that no one in the Emperor's Church dared to set foot on.

Lan Tian watched Lan Jiangshe's figure almost disappear before his eyes, and suddenly said to the people around him, "I'll go back as soon as I go."

And broke into the forbidden area with lightning speed, and followed Lan Jiang.

No one can stop Lan Tian, ​​and of course no one can stop it. Those who can stop Lan Tian are now flying out of their souls.

When Lan Tian caught up with Lan Jiangshe, he found that Lan Jiangshe was walking very slowly, as if he was dragging his body. When Lan Tian consciously took two steps forward, he found that there was a hole left on the flat bluestone ground. A few drops of bright red blood.

The bad premonition that had been hidden in his heart suddenly amplified, and Lan Tian rushed directly in front of Lan Jiangshe. Suddenly, Lan Jiangshe's sharp eyes fixed on Lan Tian, ​​and the sudden sense of crisis made Lan Tian retreat consciously. took two steps.

However, after a while, it seemed that Lan Jiangshe's instinct did not feel the threat from Lan Tian, ​​so he turned his head and continued walking.

At this time, Lan Tian could clearly see that Lan Jiangshe's pupils, which were so high-spirited just now, had lost all spirit. His every move seemed to be a zombie controlled by instinct. It seems that it is only the last sliver of instinct that supports Lan Jiangshe.

Looking at his figure, it seemed to be saying: Anyone can fall, but he can't. He is the leader of the God Emperor Sect.

Song Qing must have plotted against Lan Jiangshe before, and it's not that he was hit, but Lan Jiangshe still showed his due strength and scared off all the enemies.

But now it is the end of the battle.

Lan Tian felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, and rushed up to hug Lan Jiangshe's almost unresponsive body, trying to make him relax. At this moment, he was surprised to find that he could actually touch Lan Jiangshe!