In the whole valley, there was a massacre, and even the sunlight turned blood red.

The battlefield between Ji Buhan and Luo Hen is at the center of the Guiyi Altar, one of the three Sanyuan Ding has been cracked and split in half by the Duanlu Sword, and the remaining two are under Luo Hen's control It was suspended in the air below, and the light smoke that rose straight up was blown away by the strong wind, but there was a light fragrance that slightly dispelled the smell of blood.

The fighting momentum between these two people is astonishing, but Lu Cangmang's performance will always be more bloody and gorgeous!

Frost Moon!

That is Frost Moon, who is famous all over the world. Every time he raises his hand, what he brings up is blood, and what he takes away is life. His white hair is like the most terrifying signal, and everywhere he goes, there are dead bodies!

Killing people is like entering no man's land.

At this moment, Lu Cangmang lives only for killing.

When no one noticed, he actually stopped his killing steps and looked at the two people watching the excitement in front of him.

Lin Yanqing and Lin Jingfeng.

Lin Jingfeng looked at him, but suddenly frowned, and grabbed Lin Yanqing who was really about to strike: "Wait, there's something wrong with him."

Lin Yanqing took a closer look and frowned.

In Lu Cangmang's eyes, a faint blood color appeared.

Lu Cangmang looked at them, but he hadn't realized the change in himself, or rather, he was aware of it, but he didn't plan to pay attention to such a change.

The right hand is Frost Moon Blade, but the left hand is bent into a claw.

Every hand is a sharp weapon for killing.

One is to seal the throat with one blade, and the other is to seal the throat with blood.

"You two, come together." Lu Cangmang's smile became bold and willful. After this day, maybe there will be no chance to kill people so heartily.

He doesn't have much time, how to kill more people in the last period of time is really a science.

Valley of Sorrows...

He raised his eyes and scanned his surroundings calmly, corpses were everywhere.

Luo Hen and Ji Buhan are still in a stalemate.

Lin Jingfeng and Lin Yanqing looked at each other, "Then let's do it."

Just as they finished speaking, Lu Cangmang smiled at them with his white teeth showing, and then his eyes suddenly filled with blood!

With his sleeves raised high, he rose into the air, stood in mid-air, and laughed loudly: "To be able to die under the Frost Moon Slash, and to be mentioned by fellow martial artists in the future, even though you two are defeated, it is an honor!"

It was a plain white horse, like a huge waterfall, which descended from the nine heavens and washed away everything, but condensed into a huge crescent moon, which appeared in the blink of an eye, occupying all people's sight, but appeared again in the blink of an eye. Gone in the blink of an eye!

The sense of crisis in the hearts of Lin Jingfeng and Lin Yanqing, who hadn't had time to make a move, suddenly rose to the highest point!Lu Cangmang is shockingly strong!

In the final analysis, Lin Yanqing still wanted to call Lin Yanqing Master Uncle. The martial arts between the two had the same origin no matter what, so at that moment, the two of them used the same starting style at the same time—concentrating and exhaling with their right palms. The thick inner strength hit the crescent moon that suddenly disappeared!

It is obviously a collision of invisible inner strength, but when it explodes, it has infinite power——

Thunder explodes!

Both Lin Yanqing and Lin Jingfeng took three steps back and spat out blood.

Lu Cangmang stood in mid-air, the Frost Moon Blade kept flying in the palm of his hand, he laughed mockingly: "The disciples and grandchildren of the old man Zang Gui, that's all."

As soon as the old man Zang Gui was mentioned, Lin Jingfeng couldn't take it anymore. He shook his whip, gritted his teeth and took a step forward, dressed in red like blood: "Lu, Cang, Mang—"

Lu Cangmang's face was pale, but his lips turned bright red. There was a flash of sober pain in his eyes, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"What a poor man... None of you can avoid Tianjin's shortcomings." Chu Danqing, who had been on the sidelines, suddenly clapped his hands and laughed, calmly.

The murderous intent in Lu Cangmang's eyes suddenly filled, he looked at Chu Danqing, clasped the Frost Moon Blade with his fingers, and the Frost Moon Blade stopped turning, and it was next to his palm.

Lu Cangmang's rationality was gradually replaced by an abnormal madness.

Chu Danqing, who had always been calm and composed, also had a dignified look in his eyes, and felt a little sad.

A generation of legendary Lu Cangmang can't escape such a fate, so what about Ji Buhan who also practiced the Tianjin Art?

He looked at Ji Buhan, who was fighting fiercely with Luo Hen over there, was he really determined to kill Luo Hen?

Everything is unknown.

Unpredictable ending.

With an indomitable momentum, Lu Cangmang slashed down again, Suhua is like a rainbow piercing the sun, so it cannot be looked at.

He was immersed in a kind of pleasure of killing, and he was already lost.

Just as Lu Cangmang's Frost Moon Blade Light was approaching, the entire Guiyi Altar trembled strangely - trembling.

"boom--"

At such an unexpected moment, the whole altar sank!

The whole Eight Diagrams map suddenly collapsed, and the paved floor was completely broken, only the Gui Yi column was still standing in place, which seemed to have an illusion of aloofness.

Everyone was stunned, Lu Cangmang turned his head stiffly, and finally saw the nightmarish scene.

Under the altar is a big jar that I am very familiar with, as tall as half a person, and a human head can be seen on the mouth of each altar—it is not a dead person, but a living person put into the jar, only the head is exposed , This is a medicine man!

The whole world thought that the Valley of Sorrows was no longer doing such things, but now—

"Hahahahahaha..."

That was an extremely angry laugh. Once upon a time, he also shrank in that dark place, soaked in the liquid medicine every day, and endured the invasion of poison?He suffered countless sufferings, survived countless medicine men, betrayed the Valley of Sorrows, and established his own power. He even kept suppressing the Valley of Sorrows, but when he looked back, he still saw such a scene... …

Humanity, greed, filth, cannot be washed clean with blood...

Since man itself is such a filthy thing, why... should it be kept?

Lu Cangmang's blood-red eyes suddenly returned to normal color, but the eyes were too dark, which made people feel lifeless.

Those were some teenagers with pale faces, who exposed their heads from the mouth of the altar and hadn't been exposed to the sun for a long time. When they saw the sky, they screamed directly, and their voices were so sharp that the listeners were horrified!

Luo Hen was also shocked by such a scene, and even Ji Buhan frowned.

"This is the righteous way of the world..." Luo Hen's tone was filled with infinite sarcasm.

He turned his gaze, but suddenly stopped, there was a familiar figure sitting under the Guiyi pillar with a faint smile on his face.

Luo Hen knew that Lin Xuezang was looking at him.

There was an empty purple jade box in his hand, Luo Hen felt a little dazed.

Lin Xuezang looked at him through the silent crowd, then looked down at his left wrist, the blue blood vessels began to twist, and all the strength in his body disappeared, and he didn't know if Luo Hen could hear his voice, just caring for himself He murmured to himself: "It's empty...the third box of Cangxue doesn't exist..."

He slowly closed his eyes, the magnificent scene of the moon rising and the stars falling in his mind, and the river flowing across the river, if he falls asleep this time, he will probably never wake up again, right?

Luo Hen suddenly put aside the battle situation and flew over. At that moment, he actually had the illusion that "his body is like a frightened bird, and his life is like a weed".

Qinggong has always been the best, so he stopped in the middle of the Guiyi altar, looking at Lin Xuezang who was sitting on the ground.

Lin Xuezang raised his head and gave him a faint smile: "Life and death, life and death, life and death, I can't see through it, but I'm going to leave like this."

Luo Hen was speechless.

The sudden change in the collapse of the Guiyi altar stopped the killing temporarily, but Lu Cangmang behind him always represented the beginning of the killing, and he was already crazy.

When the knife is raised, it is the astonishing Frost Moon Blade!

Killing people indiscriminately, Lu Cangmang will no longer recognize who is a friend and who is an enemy, and everyone in his sight will be killed.

It's a pity that Luo Hen can't take care of him for the time being, even though he promised Lu Cangmang one thing.

Lin Xuezang said, "Luo Hen, I have something to tell you."

He looked at him quietly for a long time, and finally moved his lips, but it was silent, Luo Hen couldn't hear anything, the movement of his lips was too vague, he couldn't understand lip language.

Lin Xuezang smiled. In the end, he still couldn't escape such a fate. One more day of life is a luxury...

extravagant hope.

Die in luxury.

Not bad.

Consciousness sank into darkness and finally slowly disappeared.

In his body, another latent power finally raised its head.

Lin Xuezang's body was sitting there quietly, and the whole body returned to the altar, and suddenly fell into a kind of solemnity.

Luo Hen blinked, and Lu Cangmang's full-court attack behind him had arrived. He turned around and looked at Lu Cangmang with a numb face.

The master of Wangumen, Changgui, Lu Cangmang.

If you are really a life-threatening ghost, it is not bad, but unfortunately, you are still a human being.

Lu Cangmang's attack was too ruthless, and the righteous people were completely stunned. At this moment, Lu Cangmang was killing his own disciples, and the method was extremely cruel!

Putting five fingers together, one palm is like a knife, directly piercing the human heart!

The elders of Wangumen were stunned for a moment, and an unbelievable madness flashed in their eyes. "No...it's not true...it's actually the sect master..."

"Master! Look at us!"

……

That's right, those people who died a few days ago at Wangumen were all killed by Lu Cangmang.

Luo Hen looked at Lu Cangmang, as if he saw Lin Xuezang who had disappeared, Ji Buhan in the future, Lin Yanqing in the future, and himself in the future.

Is this the incomplete art of Tianjin?

The turbulent sword energy was overwhelming, Lu Cangmang looked at Luo Hen, his eyes were cold, but Luo Hen seemed to be able to see the emotion flowing in his heart - a deep sadness.

The Ten Thousand Bone Gate was created by him, and those people are his subordinates, his confidantes, and the only place in the whole world where he can feel a sense of belonging.If he didn't care about the people of Wangumen, he wouldn't lock himself with iron chains. He said that what he locked was not his body, but his heart.

He tried in vain to lock up the maddened killing heart, but unfortunately - things backfired.

Lu Cangmang's poisoned nails were slowly pulled away from the heart of an elder of the Wangumen again, and blood dripped down.

This cruelty shocked everyone who saw it.

The incident happened so suddenly that no one did anything to stop Lu Cangmang.

Righteous people are happy to see Lu Cangmang slaughtering his disciples, so naturally they will not stop him at this time, even Ji Buhan's resurgent sword energy is directed at Luo Hen.

Lu Cangmang's loneliness may only be seen clearly by Luo Hen.

He stood there with no emotion in his eyes, not like a human being, just a puppet, without a life of his own, he was a killing machine——

His Frost Moon Blade slashed the heads of all the medicine men from the Valley of Sorrows under the altar, stained with blood.

"Lu Cangmang..."

Luo Hen yelled in a low voice, but unfortunately, he couldn't hear him.

The Frost Moon Blade slashed at Luo Hen, and Luo Hen stood under the Guiyi Pillar, his fingers tensed, his eyes sharp, "Lu Cangmang, are you really not going to wake up?"

Lu Cangmang really couldn't wake up, his Frost Moon Blade didn't pause, still pointing at Luo Hen's brow.

The Wanhua Zhijue was unfolded, and the continuous inner strength wove into a big net, blocking Lu Cangmang's way. He leaned forward, his black hair interlaced with Lu Cangmang's white hair, and in an instant he was already He walked around behind Lu Cangmang.

Lu Cangmang turned around in the air, but the Frost Moon Blade was quietly released from his hand and slipped down.

Luo Hen tried his best to open his eyes, and with a hook with five fingers, the Frost Moon Blade was hooked into his hand as if it was entangled in a silk thread. He entered, and Lu Cangmang retreated.

I don't know who looked up at the sky first.

Lu Cangmang's eyes suddenly became clear again: "I'm tired from work."

Luo Hen didn't speak.

Lu Cangmang said again: "You still owe me a lot of debts."

Luo Hen knew that he couldn't pay it back.

Lu Cangmang said: "I know you can't pay it back, but I still make you owe it. This business is really losing money."

He didn't understand the loss or anything. Lu Cangmang once said that he looked like a fool, but he didn't think Lu Cangmang was very smart.

Lu Cangmang pulled the corner of his lips and smiled: "I just want you to owe me, and now you owe me your life."

The Frost Moon Blade was held in Luo Hen's hand, and it pierced deeply into Lu Cangmang's chest.

The two of them volleyed in the middle of the Guiyi Pillar. The ancient stone pillar was engraved with symbols of vicissitudes, and no one could understand it.

Die in this kind of place is not considered to have treated Lu Cangmang badly.

But why do you feel that you can't hold the Frost Moon Blade?Is it mourning for its master?

Luo Hen didn't know.

Lu Cangmang's eyes lowered again, and the corners of his lips curved, looking at Luo Hen: "Why don't you shed a tear for me?"

His face was dry, and his eyes were also dry, staring directly at Luo Hen.

But Luo Hen just stared at him, didn't say a word, and didn't shed a tear.

The wind whimpered.

Under Luo Hen's calm gaze, Lu Cangmang let out a "huh" and closed his eyes wearily.

Blood slowly left along the stone pillar, and this famous devil was nailed to the stone pillar by his famous Frost Moon Blade, thus ending a myth.

The moment Lu Cangmang closed his eyes, a tear fell from Luo Hen's dry eyes without warning.

Unfortunately, Lu Cangmang has already closed his eyes.

That night, he threw his robe to Lu Cangmang and walked in front. Lu Cangmang called to stop him, "Luo Hen, can you promise me something?"

He said: "You say."

Then Lu Cangmang smiled and said to him, "If Lu Cangmang doesn't look like Lu Cangmang anymore, then kill that monster that looks like Lu Cangmang."

Luo Hen let go, fell to the ground by himself, turned around, and the blood of Lu Cangmang's heart was stained on his robe.

Behind him, Lu Cangmang's gradually losing temperature body was nailed to the Guiyi pillar. Facing this hero of good and evil, he was expressionless.

The wind lifted the hem of his clothes, and also lifted the hem of Lu Cangmang's clothes.

Behind him, Lin Xuezang's body, which had no reaction, suddenly moved.

Someone opened his eyes quietly, and his deep and far-sighted eyes seemed to have crossed the torrent of the ages, slowly condensed, and fell on Luo Hen's back.

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