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Ye Yinfeng didn't expect that he followed the luck of the mantra in the sword technique, but a figure would appear in his mind, and his movements would also dance with the figure and the jade sword in his hand. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info he didn't know if it was his realm that had risen greatly, or the credit of the exquisite jade sword in his hand. However, the move of that sword had to be fixed in his mind forever, and he didn't come back to his senses until the figure disappeared in his mind.

His eyes were stunned, but he was startled by the phenomenon in front of him, only to see the pale old man's eyes show a frightened gaze, and a miserable howl burst out of his mouth. And his figure was far away from Ye Yinfeng, and his frightened eyes were like seeing a terrifying monster, staring at him all the time. His right index and middle fingers, which had flagged out wildly, were empty, splattered with bright red blood.

Hurricane blood shot out of his hand, and the wrinkled face looked extraordinarily pale, showing a bit of pain on his face, and only after his left hand smacked his right hand wildly, the raging blood stopped. And the old man's expression revealed a touch of helpless decadence at this moment, the old figure looked extremely desolate, and the body of the micro bow was also like pressing on a thousand pounds at this time, becoming more curved, and also showing some rickets.

"I didn't expect that even the Zhengu Sword of 'Linglong Valley' would appear in his hand, and the sword just now is beyond your limit. I didn't expect that you would have such an opportunity to gather in this world. No wonder the old man had a feeling of palpitations in his heart just now. That's it, the old man can't do anything, you can go. ”

The old man suddenly seemed to have aged a lot, and his face was full of malaise. He has long lost the earth-shattering momentum of the fierce competition, and a pair of faint eyes reveal a bit of tiredness. And his wrinkled countenance was even more bloodless pale. A sigh of emotion came from his mouth, and he looked at his left and right palms with his fingers broken, and the old man's eyes were even more lonely and desolate.

Ye Yinfeng had already been paralyzed, staggering and standing, his weak face and the old man's face were almost so pale that they were bloodless. He won the last sword because of the true qi of his whole body, and the final result was that the old man broke two fingers, and the sword qi shot out of the Panyu Sword hurt his roots, otherwise the other party would not be so languishing. And he just used up all his true qi like a thousand miles away, which made his body extremely prostration, but as long as he breathed a little bit and recovered a little bit of true qi, there would be no big problem.

Panting in his mouth, Ye Yinfeng's prostrated body was almost about to fall, he opened a pair of eyes of disbelief, looking at the old man, the other party's body had already lost the slightest killing intent. The pale-faced old man was like an ordinary old man at the moment, and his breath was just a little disordered. There was no blood flowing out of the severing between the index finger and middle finger of his right palm, and the old man tore off a coarse cloth and wrapped his right palm. And the old man only cared about wrapping his injured right hand, but he no longer paid attention to the blue-shirted young man who seemed to fall down at any time when the wind blew.

Ye Yinfeng didn't expect that the old man would give up killing him, just because of the power of his sword, but he couldn't give the old man a fatal blow. The lonely and desolate expression meant that the old man himself had given up killing him again. Although he was slightly surprised in his heart, he didn't seem to have any signs of movement when he looked at the other party's expression. If the other party attacks again, even the gods will not be able to save him.

Secretly reciting the mantra in his heart, Ye Yinfeng used the true qi in his body like a gossamer in his body, and in one breath, two breaths, he slowly recovered his strength. Only then did his body begin to have some strength, and he struggled to straighten his body, and the tearing pain from his left shoulder made him shake a few more times, and then he could stabilize his body.

Feeling the dry dantian, Ye Yinfeng couldn't help but smile bitterly, the move he was forced to make exhausted the true qi of his body. And the price is to completely cut off the other party's two fingers, although it hurts the root, but still can't give a fatal blow, and he is as weak as dry grass, vulnerable to a blow. The gossamer-like true qi in his body slowly swam, recovering bit by bit.

Biting his parched lips, the back of his back was soaked, sweat soaked his back, and the cold wind blew, and bursts of biting cold went straight into his clothes, bringing bursts of icy cold to spread around him. Raising his eyes to look at the old man standing in the wind, the sparse snow hair fluttered lonely in the cold wind. At this moment, Ye Yinfeng felt a pitiful feeling in his heart, pitiful for this old man, and also for himself, and maybe the unconscious fat man Li Congjia lying in the carriage.

Step by step, Ye Yinfeng hugged his fist to the old man and said: "Thank you for the grace of your predecessors not to kill, today's events, Ye will remember them in my heart"

Not arrogant or humble, Ye Yinfeng has a little admiration for this old man and a little pity in it, although the mission of the family is not necessarily right, but they stick to the glory of their family, this perseverance, must be respected. Whether it is the Yin clan or the ancient clan, although they have their own ulterior motives, they still make Ye Yinfeng respectful. At the same time, he also had a little pity in his heart, such a person is the most pitiful, he doesn't live for himself, isn't it pitiful, that kind of involuntary sense of mission, Ye Yinfeng doesn't want it, even if he is a high god, he will disdain it.

Step by step, stepping on the thick residual snow, making a squeaky sound, Ye Yinfeng's bleak figure moved slowly in the vast night.

In the silent night, only the corpse wrapped in a cold black robe exuded a faint bloody aura in the thick snow, and the jade body was horizontal, but it had long lost the luster of life, which made people sigh in their hearts. Walking past the corpse of the black-robed woman, Ye Yinfeng stood and stayed for a while, she was a beautiful woman, so why be a thief. He sighed in his heart, turned around, and behind him, the distorted face and lifeless corpse slowly melted into the night.

The end of the world is far away, but the waves are broken, the night is boundless, and the remnants of the snow mourn silently.

The snow on the street was suddenly blown by the strong cold wind, and turned into a sky of snow, which did not fall in the air for a long time. The lonely young man left footprints of different shades, and his bleak back was a little colder than the cold night.

The independent old man watched the lonely back of the blue shirt gradually disappear into the cold and windy night, and his rickety body suddenly seemed to be overburdened, and his body couldn't help but be a little shorter. There was a bit of complicated light in his eyes, and the old man kept watching the lonely back of the blue shirt disappear from his sight, "Maybe you're all wrong, but I'm right or wrong this time." A whisper that only he could hear came out of his mouth.

The old man's gaunt figure slowly walked towards the carriage, and the horse recovered from the death of the black-robed woman, still unable to hide the horror in its eyes. The horse trembled uncontrollably, and its hooves were still restlessly moving on the snow, but the horse, though terrified, never thought of fleeing alone, but was a good and faithful horse.

"Alright, it's okay." The old man stroked the messy mane of the horse, and there was a tremor from the horse. The old man couldn't help but be surprised, he knew the temperament of this horse very well, he had appeased the horse, but he still felt a burst of fear from its body, animals are animals, how can there be any spirituality.

The old man could not help but laugh at himself a little, and he calmed the horse for a while, and then jumped on the wheel, and lifted the reins to urge the horse forward.

Then, at this moment, a sharp light burst out of the carriage and went straight to the old man's back.

The old man's left hand stiffened as he lifted the reins, and his legs rubbed against the side of the chariot, flying out diagonally like a flying eagle, although his figure was extremely fast, but the essence behind him was like a flash of thunder and lightning that flew out and chased after his figure. With the appearance of the fine light, an obese figure emerged from the car.

The fat figure, but the movements are extremely flexible, and the cold light raised in his hand is like a sharp sword in the air and turns into a delicate arc straight away the figure of the old man.

The old man's eyes shot a little frightened, he didn't expect that there was another killer hidden in the carriage, his body spun in the air a few times, and he was able to avoid the essence behind him, and when he landed and looked at it, he suddenly showed a more surprised look in his eyes.

The chubby figure, dressed like a brocade robe, suddenly turned out to be the face of the fat man Li Congjia.

Just when the old man was shocked, his figure couldn't help but be stunned. But the chubby figure didn't say a word, and his figure suddenly skyrocketed, and a strange and powerful aura surged out of his body. The essence in his hand turned into a sharp arrow that shot cold, stabbing his old man in the chest.

There was a look of horror in the old man's eyes, because the familiar little fat man no longer existed. As soon as the puzzled gaze appeared, it was fixed in his eyes. Because, as soon as he was stunned, the light in the hand of the chubby figure had already pierced his chest.

There was a cramping pain in his chest, and then the sharp tearing pain suddenly spread throughout his body, and his chest exploded like an explosion, and the fierce energy that shot up cut off his vitality.

"Poof", the old man's eyes were full of light, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, turning into a faint layer of blood mist, swaying in the dark night.

"Who are you" The old man endured the huge pain in his chest, spit out a few extremely hoarse words from his mouth, and his eyes shot an unwilling look, as well as an unconcealable anger. His blood-covered face was distorted, and he looked particularly hideous.

The chubby figure slowly raised the essence in his hand, and his left hand wiped his face, and a strange and familiar face poured into the old man's eyes.

"It turned out to be you", the old man let out an unwilling beast-like roar, while his body became cold, and the qi of life had slowly passed from his body. Blood gushed out from his chest, mouth, and even his ears and other features, and his incomparably terrifying countenance was like a hideous ghost.

"Neigh", a frightened neighing of horses was heard, breaking the silence of the night.

The old man's eyes gradually lost their luster, and he lowered his head and slowly fell, but the chubby figure raised the cold light in his hand, and the cold light went to the neck of the old man who slowly fell to the ground.

An old face split its head from the cloth robe's body, and the fallen body shot out a storm of blood mist, staining all the snow around it red. And the detached head swayed in the air with strands of blood, and finally fell on the thick snow with a thud, rolled up and dyed with red blood, fluttering, and flying in the night full of strange atmosphere.

A bloody storm, carrying an extremely cold wind, surging wildly, instantly enveloped the main Jinling.

The chubby figure, the headless corpse of blood surging wildly in the snow, and the pale head whose eyes rolled a few times on the remnant snow of the street were blinded. He took the essence in his hand, and his feet were covered with a little snow, and his body swept up like a flying crane, and jumped on a roof, and finally jumped from the roof, and quickly disappeared into the vast night like a ghost.