The villain cheats are a bit cheap

Surprising.

Isn't Yin Luohen, the big devil, dead?Why did a person who looked exactly like him appear on the scene?

Yin Luohen only felt that the blood in his whole body was flowing backwards.

Suddenly, no one dared to speak.

The scroll painting provided by Jingfenglou appeared at the right time.

On the painting is a man in a black robe, with enchanting eyebrows, slanted eyes, and a cold smile at the corner of his mouth. This appearance is clearly the Mr. Luohen in the field!

Luo Hen, Yin Luo Hen—the truth is so simple?

Not only ordinary martial arts people, but also Lu Cangmang didn't react.

The development of things has completely exceeded everyone's expectations.

Yin Luohen and the people around Tianjue suddenly backed away, making way for a large circle.

After drinking tea, Lin Jingfeng finally stood up slowly. He walked to the middle of the arena where Yin Luohen, Ji Buhan and others were, and faced Yin Luohen: "Mr. Luohen, or the owner of Yin Zhuang , I doubted your identity before, but because your martial arts internal strength is very strange, so I suppressed this idea and tried you many times—until I found this portrait."

This portrait is exactly the former Yin Luohen, also known as Tian Jue.

Comparing them carefully, the temperament is very different from the portrait, even completely different, but if you compare carefully, you can find that the eyebrows and eyes are exactly the same.

As the owner of Luohen Villa, Yin Luohen's appearance has always been unknown. This is the mystery that the entire martial arts people love. Tianjue used to play very beautifully, but this portrait is an absolute Fault—Where did the portrait come from?

But this is not important anymore, the important thing is that the portrait has come out.

Luo Hen is Yin Luohen, that big devil who makes people fearful!

After the blood flowed backwards all over his body, Yin Luohen calmed down instead.Everything has already happened, in fact, it is not far from Tianjue's plan. What is the difference between the effect he said and the effect Lin Jingfeng said?

He stepped forward and said with a smile, "I already knew that Lord Lin was suspicious of me, but I never thought that Lord Lin would choose such an opportunity to present conclusive evidence."

This is undoubtedly an acknowledgment of his identity.

There was a dead silence in the audience, and murderous intent surged.

Yin Luohen is the big devil that everyone wants to get rid of in the righteous way, killing people is useless. Before the righteous way gathered the forces of the entire martial arts to encircle and suppress Luohen Villa, it was finally achieved by Ji Buhan. Everyone thought that Yin Luohen was indeed dead, but now, the living Yin Luohen was standing in front of everyone, with such a unique identity, on such a serious occasion - the righteous martial arts conference.

Ji Buhan suddenly raised his head to look at Yin Luohen, and the sword in his hand trembled.

Yin Luohen noticed this subtle change, he suddenly remembered something, his heart twitched, he knew it was over - he told Ji Buhan before that he was not the original Yin Luohen, but what he said now Undoubtedly, he admitted everything, admitted that he still remembered what happened when Tianjue was in this body, admitted that he still remembered Ji Buhan, and those past enmities—then his purpose of getting close to Ji Buhan became suspicious up.

Lin Jingfeng is Ji Buhan's friend, so he won't say anything that is not good for Ji Buhan, but if he doesn't say it, it doesn't mean that others won't say it.

At that moment, someone shouted: "If this person is really Yin Luohen, the big devil, why was he brought in by Mr. Ji? Could it be that Mr. Ji really colluded with evil heretics?"

Before, Lu Cangmang testified that Ji Buhan had killed Zhang Lingyun and concealed Lin Desheng's death, and now he is involved with the devil Yin Luohen—could it be that Ji Buhan had really rebelled?

Some people even thought further: "No! Ji Buhan is an evil heretic! Yin Luohen didn't die at all, but he killed Yin Luohen. This news is totally false! That is to say, he and Yin Luohen teamed up After performing a play, and now he is fighting for the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance, he must want to disintegrate us from the inside, and his heart is to be punished!"

This kind of reasoning made everyone present feel a layer of cold sweat behind their backs.

Only Lu Cangmang clapped his hands and laughed, "Hahaha, it's really exciting, very exciting!"

After that, he looked at Yin Luohen with burning eyes, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes, "There is no place to find if you break through the iron shoes, and it will take no effort... Haha, owner, can you fight me?"

war?Fight your sister!

Yin Luohen rolled his eyes inwardly, wishing he could chop up this lunatic with a few knives, it would only spoil the situation.

"Master Lu was joking."

While Yin Luohen was talking to Lu Cangmang, Ji Buhan's sword kept trembling, and slowly, the sword stopped trembling.

There was something like starlight in Ji Buhan's eyes, which slowly lit up, then slowly went out, and finally turned into a pile of star dust.

Hold it firmly with your hand, and point your long sword at Yin Luohen.

No one spoke, and no one dared to speak. The scene in front of them seemed to overturn all their previous guesses.

Why did Ji Buhan's sword point at Yin Luohen?

Ji Buhan knew Yin Luohen's appearance, so he must know that Luohen is Yin Luohen, but he also brought Yin Luohen to Wuhuzhuang without knowing it, which must have bad intentions. It should be with Yin Luohen, but now they draw their swords to each other, which is really unreasonable.

Could it be that there are really some contradictions between these two people that others don't know about?

Yin Luohen was standing under the arena, Ji Buhan was standing tall on the edge of the arena, the sword was pointing at him obliquely from top to bottom, Ji Buhan's expression was indifferent, against the light, he couldn't see his expression clearly, he could only listen He heard his calm voice like stagnant water: "You didn't forget anything from the beginning."

Yin Luohen opened his lips, but the moment he was about to speak, he remembered Tian Jue who had been standing silently behind him from the beginning to the end. He couldn't say anything, he couldn't say anything.Everything that the former Yin Luohen has done needs to be carried by him, and he is not qualified to refuse, nor is he qualified to betray.He was Yin Luohen a long time ago. He had been deceiving Ji Buhan from the beginning, so what qualifications do he have to ask others for forgiveness now?

In the end, he just lowered his eyes, with a bit of bitterness on his lips, and said, "Yes."

Ji Buhan's sword never moved half a point, and Ye Ye was very calm when he heard this.

"Aren't you justifying yourself? Give me a reason not to kill you."

At this moment, Ji Buhan is already a rebellious existence in the eyes of others, but he is so powerful that people look up to him.That aloof and glamorous attitude has almost become a legend.

Yin Luohen thought for a long time, then shook his head.

Ji Buhan pointed his sword at Yin Luohen, as if it was about to start a big duel between the No. 1 of the good and the evil.

But at this critical moment, shouts of killing and screams suddenly sounded outside the entire arena.

"The people from the Valley of Sorrows were murdered!"

"Thousand Bone Gate!"

"The evil faction is attacking!!!"

"It's a sneak attack from the Wangumen!"

……

Gradually, amidst the shouts of killing, everything became chaotic.

Blood began to splash on the sidelines, and all righteous people grabbed their weapons and rushed to fight, only a few respected seniors were left standing in the middle of the battle.

Lu Cangmang smiled happily as he watched the chaos in the arena of the entire martial arts conference.

"Kill! Eliminate demons and protect the way!"

"kill!"

"The evildoer of Wangumen, die!"

……

Yin Luohen didn't go to see Lu Cangmang, no one would have thought that he would do such a trick, dare to bring people to attack the arena, but at this moment - Ji Buhan in front of him is obviously more important.

I was still thinking before, there is no need to judge delusions, let those delusions exist, but now Ji Buhan knows that he is wrong.

He retracted the sword, but stretched out his index finger, put it on the blade, cut it, and blood flowed out, staining the blade red.

As soon as he made a judgment, he was suddenly filled with a strange blood color.

Swords are spiritual, especially Excalibur.

Judgment is a divine sword.

Ji Buhan said indifferently: "Take my sword, if you don't die, our previous grievances and grievances will be wiped out, and we will not owe each other."

A sword.

Surrounded by chaotic fighting crowds, blood spattered from time to time.

This is the first time Yin Luohen has experienced such a scene.

He even heard some familiar and strange voices——

"Kill, kill the righteous way! The owner is on top!"

"Kill them and rebuild Luohen Villa!"

"If you don't avenge Luohen Villa, you swear you won't be a human being!"

On the right side, it was really a house leak and it was raining all night. I don’t know when, behind them, there was another procession, but they were all wearing ordinary clothes, but there were three feathers embroidered on the neckline and belt. It's also the kind of domineering style. When you come up, you don't say anything and start killing people!

Knife and sword, flesh and blood.

The strong wind cuts the face, the sun shines on the blood, the light of the knife, the blood shines on the sun, and they are mixed together, reflected in Yin Luohen's eyes, a dark color.

He raised his eyes and looked at the sky.

It was a good day, but something very bad happened.

Ji Buhan didn't pay attention to the life and death of others, even Lin Jingfeng and others didn't pay attention to the life and death of Zhengdao, just staring at the situation on the field.

Ji Buhan moved his index finger forward slowly, and raised the Duanlu Sword again.

Judgment, judgment.

He has held this sword for so long, and this is the first time he has understood the meaning of Judgment.

Duanluanjian also has its own swordsmanship, the most quintessential move, which he has never been able to comprehend, but at this moment, the feeling of sudden inspiration appeared so naturally, it's a pity——he hoped that he would never comprehend it .

He stretched out his hand, and the world was silent for a moment.

Ji Buhan at that moment is indescribable, whether it is his face or expression, he stretched out his sword, but he stood at the edge of the ring and let go of his hand lightly, the Duanlu sword fell straight down and landed on the slate floor. At the same time as the dust splashed on the ground, Ji Buhan put his fingers together and closed his eyes slowly.

Sword intent.

Ji Buhan is not Ji Buhan, Ji Buhan is a sword.

He is a sword that cuts off emotion and love, he cuts off all emotions, just to pursue the ultimate in martial arts.

Judgment, judgment.

There was no sword energy, nor any sword moves, just a light finger.

Yin Luohen stood still and couldn't move. The darkness in his eyes suddenly expanded. The darkness was like ink falling into clear water. It expanded rapidly and blurred his entire field of vision—slowly darkening.

His mind was about to be completely lost, and he couldn't control himself from falling into the darkness.

Fall, fall like an abyss.

The world is silent.

There was no sword move, no sword, nothing, not even any painful expression on Yin Luohen's face, but his eyes gradually became blank.

Ji Buhan's fingertips trembled, he slowly withdrew his hand, and opened his eyes.

However, everything in front of him made his pupils shrink.

His Duanxu sword pierced Yin Luohen's back at some point and passed through his abdomen. Blood flowed from the tip of the sword, ticking on the ground, and soon flowed faster. beach blood.

Behind Yin Luohen, a pale hand held the sword, and then drew it out without hesitation.

Yin Luohen's eyes were still blank, he couldn't even see Ji Buhan in front of him - he just kept thinking, who is that person standing behind him all the time?

Who is that person?

He staggered, almost lost his footing, covered the wound in his abdomen, and turned around slowly.

Who is that person?

Is it Tian Jue who laughed and scolded with him, or the frail and sick young master Lin Xuezang?

He just looked at the person who was standing behind him just now with a terrified look, and even his right hand was still holding the hand formula, once it was released, it would definitely be a wedding dress formula.

But—he hadn't had time to do anything.

The person who stabbed him in the back may not necessarily be an enemy, but may also be a lover.

The young master in white was stained with blood, holding a sword that did not belong to him, with an indifferent expression, pale face, and a shy smile.Suddenly, that Lin Xuezang came back again.

Yin Luohen heard this person who didn't know whether it was Tian Jue or Lin Xuezang said: "Sorry."

Oh, sorry?

Yin Luohen stood in the middle of everyone, and the old department of Luohen Villa finally reached the center.

Corpses were all over the ground, and blood flowed like rivers.

Those people all knelt down at Yin Luohen's feet with an ancient and strange indifference.

"This subordinate pays respects to the owner, and welcomes the owner back to the village!"

"Welcome the owner back to the village!"

Congratulations to the owner of the villa...

Now, he is really the owner of Luohen Villa.

He stood among all the kneeling people, turned around slowly, looked at the people around him with different expressions, and suddenly laughed miserably, with a tear falling from the corner of his eye.

He said lightly: "Then go back to the village. Mr. Ji, I received a sword from you, can I leave now?"

Ji Buhan didn't answer, and Yin Luohen wasn't ready to listen to his answer either.

He left with his people, and a group of old troops from Luohen Villa followed behind him, mighty, lifeless, but also full of murderous intent.

He never looked back at the young man in white standing behind him.