The Great General Wang had not completely stood up, and his current posture was as if he was bowing down to the Sword Heng Sect. He opened his huge mouth, black resentment spewed out of his mouth, as if he had never suffered such a huge humiliation in front of him, he was unwilling, resisted, but was still bound by these beams of light and gradually bent his waist and lowered his head.

The formation formed by the disciples of the Sword Heng Sect was to send the forehead of the Great General Wang to the front of the formation, and then Jiang Sutong walked over slowly, and her side followed Bai Suyu closely.

"Senior sister, this is too dangerous, it's better for me to come." Bai Suyu said vigilantly.

"No need, this talisman is too subtle, your cultivation can't be suppressed." Jiang Sutong shook his head slightly, stood at the edge of the light array, and then slowly raised his hand.

Her palm was raised to the head of the Great General King, and the palm was facing the center of the Great General's eyebrows, and then, from her palm, a magic circle slowly rotated, and the complex magic circle emitted a dazzling light, in this gloomy land, like a blessed light from the heavens.

As this magic circle became bigger and bigger, advancing closer and closer to the Great General King, the Great General King seemed to be purified by this blessed light, gradually stabilizing, and even the exhaled Yin Qi became soothed. It wasn't until the circle attached to his eyebrows that the strange red light of his eyes like hellfire gradually went out.

Then, a small bone fragment floated out of the forehead of the Great General Wang, floated towards the light array of the Sword Heng Sect, and floated towards Jiang Sutong.

Jiang Sutong bent her palm slightly, and the bone fragment was suspended in her palm, and then she slowly withdrew her arm, dragged the bone fragment in front of her eyes, and carefully examined the bone fragment. Although this bone fragment is cut from white bones, it does not have the gloomy temperament of the general king, and on this bone fragment, there is an engraved "ink" character with teeth and claws.

"It's actually the word 'ink', this army of tens of thousands of undead is really the Mo army." Bai Suyu looked at this white bone token and was slightly surprised, "With such a lion, Emperor Chentian really dared to hand it over to one person." ”

"The trust of that era cannot be figured out with our current scheming." Jiang Sutong twisted the white bone token with his fingers, and then slowly raised it, "But now, this is ours." ”

As her token was slowly raised, the skeleton army that had been attacking the light array before stopped in unison, and one by one they gathered the tokens and blades, and a pair of hollow holes on their heads stared at the white bone token in Jiang Sutong's hand so stupidly, and time seemed to return to more than 2,000 years ago, back to the Nanlu school field more than 2,000 years ago, the general ordered the troops, and the male division marched.

At this moment, a cold light suddenly came out of the night, pointing directly at Jiang Sutong.

But Jiang Sutong seemed to have expected this a long time ago, and with a slight twist of his wrist, he staggered the sharp blade of the white bone token in his hand, and then stepped back, and then withdrew from the range of this sneak attacker's single blow. And Bai Suyu beside her also seemed to know about this sneak attack, and immediately took half a step forward and broke into this range instead of Jiang Sutong.

But he came with a sword, so he struck a spark with his sword in the air, and then he saw a long knife as black as ink flying to the side, and there was a person on this long knife, which was none of them—the delirium of ink!

Mo Zhiyu's eyes were surprised, although he couldn't strike a blow, he raised his sword again, and Bai Suyu also rose to the sword. The two of them quickly made a move, the sword light and sword shadow dazzled people's eyes, and the surrounding Sword Heng Sect disciples only heard countless swords clashing sounds, but they couldn't see the figure clearly, so they could only stare around dryly.

And Jiang Sutong smiled slightly, it was her kind of smile with affinity, but it was also with a confident smile, her eyes reflected a chaotic figure, and then she slammed out of her palm, and a huge magic circle flew out of thin air, and crashed into the air at once, just listening to the sound of the ground, a figure wrapped in the formation fell from the sky, and this person was also Mo Zhiyu.

Mo Zhiyu stared at Jiang Sutong with wide eyes, as if he was unwilling and unbelievable, he struggled to sit up from the ground reluctantly, but as he landed, Bai Suyu immediately pressed his sword against his eyebrows, and the surrounding Sword Heng Sect disciples also put their swords all over his neck.

"Lord Mo, it was really unexpected." Jiang Sutong played with the white bone token in his hand, "Do you think I will easily believe that she was swallowed by the Great General King like this?" She chuckled softly, "It just so happens that you've become my bait again, you say, this time, will she show up?" ”

However, as soon as her words fell, a cold light appeared in the air again, this time a jade sword as black as ink. Jiang Sutong reacted in time and retreated again, still staggering the range of this person's one blow, while Bai Suyu immediately dodged over to the rescue. But with a few dinging sounds, Bai Suyu's wrist was shocked and weakened, and he almost didn't hold the sword, this person has an extremely powerful skillful control, this style of play makes him feel familiar.

But in the slightest moment of his surprise, the person who was fighting against him instantly retreated, and turned to attack Jiang Sutong again.

Jiang Sutong is a formation cultivator, and this kind of close-quarters standing strength is of course less than one percent of Bai Suyu's, and he can't be caught in a few moves at all.

The black jade long sword was on Jiang Sutong's neck, and this new sneak attacker finally stopped, and this sneak attacker was still Mo Zhiyu!

"This ......" Bai Suyu was shocked, and subconsciously went back to the person he had just captured, and he also recognized this face, it was Mo Zhiyu! Moreover, that long knife as black as ink is the natal weapon of ink delirium, and it is impossible to be driven by others, how can this person not be ink delirium?!

"Who are you?!" Bai Suyu yelled.

"Me?" This person easily snatched the white bone token from Jiang Sutong's hand, and said angrily, "Of course I'm ink delirium!" ”

Bai Suyu was shocked in his heart, but in the next second, there were several screams of the disciples of the Sword Heng Sect behind him, he quickly turned around, and saw the "Ink Delirium" who was originally trapped on the ground by the magic circle stood up, easily picked up the remaining magic circle on his body, and also shook the surrounding disciples of the Sword Heng Sect to a half-crippled.

Then, the figure of this "ink delirium" quickly changed, showing another appearance, which made him have to exhale in surprise: "Yun Shi?!" ”

(End of chapter)