Although you are not a phoenix's martial arts are unfathomable, the sound of the flute is breathtaking, and you may not take others in your eyes, in the illusion of the Pure Land of Bliss just now, you have already spent too much true power, and now you are a master among the masters who come to help, so this time you are doomed.

Lan Yutang's gaze followed the golden silk thread that Shang Tianxiang had thrown on the ground, and found that this silk thread actually came from one of the black-clothed puppets who had been standing around them indifferently just now.

This black-clothed puppet stood in the golden position in the southeast of them, although there were a few tombs and ancient trees in the middle, but the silk thread hit Shang Tianxiang's red-faced sword without any difference, and the power of its sword fell without a trace, this accuracy was like someone pulling the thread to Shang Tianxiang's sword.

And this golden silk thread seems to be just an ordinary silk thread, but when you look at it, you will find that such a silk thread is actually not ordinary.

It is said that silk thread is not made of silk, nor is it made of gold, just like ...... It's like extracting the essence of sunlight and twisting it with sunlight particles.

Although such silk threads have shapes, they have no texture to the touch, just like those beams of sunlight floating in the air, I can only see its existence, but I can't perceive it.

And the golden black-clothed puppet used such a textureless golden silk thread to easily disperse Shang Tianxiang's famous falling sword without a trace, what a deep internal force it needed.

Perhaps, only God can do it.

However, this black-clothed puppet is not a god, it is not even a ghost, they are just a puppet puppet manipulated by manipulators.

So, what kind of person is the person who is manipulating these black-clothed puppets behind the scenes, does he really want to say in the illusion of the Pure Land of Bliss, that he is the master of this place, a god?

Seeing that the black-clothed puppet that had been silent like a tombstone in the southeast direction suddenly made a move, although Lan Yutang had many doubts in his heart, he still smiled, arched his hand at the five black-clothed puppets around him, and said with a smile:

You brothers are here to pose and pretend to be cool for a long time, and now they finally have some action, although I am very worried about my own safety, but, I am still very pleased, in the next Lan Yutang, I don't know what to call your brothers?

The five black-clad puppets are still as silent as a tombstone.

Shang Tianxiang turned to look at Lan Yutang, and snorted coldly: You don't have to be close to them here, you should know by looking at their expressions that they don't eat you at all, at this moment, I am afraid that there is only one thought in their hearts, they want you to die.

Hearing this, Lan Yutang's brows suddenly wrinkled, and then, stretching out his index finger, he touched the tip of his nose, as if he was thinking about something, turned to look at Shang Tianxiang, smiled bitterly, and said in a deep voice:

I think you'd better not rejoice too soon, because I don't see in any way that these brothers mean to help you.

Shang Tianxiang smiled, and the sword of red face snatched a sword flower into the air and plunged it into the soil under his feet, and then, with his hands crossed on his chest, he looked leisurely and complacent, shrugged his shoulders at Lan Yutang, and said with a smile: It's not to help me, is it here to help you?

Just now, these five black-clothed puppets stood here, Lan Yutang didn't feel their presence at all, and was indifferent as if they were tombstones standing next to this deserted tomb, but now these five tombstones suddenly exuded a suffocating dull feeling, as if they were locked in an invisible, airtight house.

Does this mean that the black-clothed puppet is about to launch a new round of attacks on them, or is it that they have already decided to make a move just when they have just shot to disperse Shang Tianxiang's falling sword without a trace?

When Lan Yutang's hands that had been held in his sleeves stretched out, there was already an immortal jade flute as red as blood and as gorgeous as a rose.

The reappearance of the immortal jade flute does it mean that he will also fight back?

He swirled the immortal jade flute in his hand, and then, holding one end of it against his chin, shook his head at Shang Tianxiang, and said helplessly:

They didn't come to help me, and even if they did, I'm afraid they would help me die, no, to be precise, they came to help the two of us die.

I believe that they do not want any of us to live at all, because this place is a cemetery, and only the dead will appear in the cemetery.

Then, he looked up at the endless twilight behind the dense forest, and muttered thoughtfully, who was behind all this?

In this world, is there really a god, maybe it is really a god, the killing and abuse on my body is too heavy, perhaps, this is retribution.

The figure of the black-clothed puppet suddenly swayed, like an instructed hound preparing to attack its prey, and the wide black robe blended with the twilight, weaving into an impermeable wall around Lan Yutang, like a huge net used by hunters to catch their prey.

The big net has been opened, the prey has entered the net, and now the black-clothed puppet has suddenly moved, is it time to close the net?

Shang Tianxiang looked at the black-clothed puppets flying around, and the expression on his face didn't know whether it was confusion or fear, and said: Do they really want to kill me?

Lan Yutang smiled, but he smiled a little sadly and helplessly, as if he had touched something, and said lightly: Although you are a woman, you are a woman who uses a sword, you not only use a sword, but also, the swordsmanship seems to be good, so they must kill you.

Shang Tianxiang was slightly stunned and said, "I still don't understand?"

Lan Yutang looked at the twilight-stained firmament above his head, and his face suddenly darkened, because in the endless desolate vault, he faintly saw the shadow of a person.

Dressed in green clothes, with a pale face, a black iron sword, and a lonely and miserable Li Cunxiao, he was originally his best friend and best brother, but now......

Thinking of this, Lan Yutang's body shook suddenly, and then, with a wry smile, the end of the jade flute on his chin began to slide up slowly, sliding over the corners of his mouth, sliding over the bridge of his nose, and then, gently knocking on the door of his head, his face was indifferent, as if he was telling a trivial matter, and said:

If my guess is correct, the person who is manipulating them behind the scenes should have the same purpose as us, that is, Tsing Yi.

If you want to fight with Tsing Yi, of course, you have to get rid of those of us who also want to duel with Tsing Yi, so in a sense, we are all just the same kind of people.

As soon as the words fell, they saw that the five black-clothed puppets who had been wandering around suddenly stopped and were distributed around them in the shape of a gossip diagram.

Their wide black robes blended in with the twilight of the sky, as if there were countless black-clothed puppets lurking between heaven and earth.

After hearing Lan Yutang's words, although Shang Tianxiang was ready to be disappointed, after seeing this situation, a originally beautiful and bewitching face looked a little flustered.

In fact, she was not really afraid, but the woman's reaction when she suddenly saw such a few strange people launch a sudden attack in the twilight cemetery.

She pressed her hands on the hilt of the red-faced sword in front of her, then turned to look at Lan Yutang, showed a sad smile at him, and said lightly: I think, what you just said is very right, they are indeed not here to help me, they are here to help us die.

Lan Yutang's face was calm, the immortal jade flute slowly rotated in his hand, from the index finger to the little thumb, and then slowly turned back, and glanced slightly at the black-clothed puppets around him who were stepping down from the formation and immediately launched an antidote to attack from the corner of his eye, and then looked at Shang Tianxiang, who seemed to be a little flustered, shrugged his shoulders, showed a calm smile, and said: But, I don't want to die yet, what do you say I should do?