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Chapter 169 The Unexpected Person (Monthly Pass,

"Pretty"

Ling Yun, Shaoxing, Xiao Xiao, and the three of them were talking nonsense. These two words sounded together in their minds, and then shook their heads directly in their hearts and gave a silly comment: "This person didn't just fuck the other person down and was still talking nonsense there. He was so stupid that he could be so stupid."

The villain died because he talked too much and was obviously not the one who could be the protagonist. After that, Ling Yun and the other two directly ignored the mysterious character who had just appeared and began to arrange the evacuation route.

"Captain, where are we going?" Shao Xing looked at the two sides being tense and was about to start fighting, but their direction was very awkward, which was to block the door.

"The top of the mountain" Ling Yun decided to retreat without hesitation. It was not that Ling Yun was empty, but that Ling Yun's time was precious and could not be wasted in such a place.

"The top of the mountain?" Young man walked alone, laughing desperately at each other, and could only believe Lingyun. Otherwise, being caught by Lingxiao Pavilion would only be more miserable than death. Even if he couldn't escape, the three of them committed suicide at most, and at least they could be resurrected. As for whether Lingxiao Pavilion would announce the whole city, no one could say.

At this moment, a word suddenly appeared resounded around. Although it was extremely gentle, it exuded an unquestionable confidence.

This man suddenly appeared, which immediately shocked the man in black. His eyes scanned, with a bit of joke: "Little baby, don't you know that the villain died because he talked too much?"

"Who are you?" Jiang Si was even more shocked. There were only a few people in his sect, but he had no impression of the person in front of him. He asked in a hurry.

"Senior Sister, I am Chu Mu." Although the visitor's face was still very childish, he had a sharp temperament, which made him look much more mature out of thin air.

As soon as the words fell, it seemed to awaken Jiang Si's memory from many years ago, and his eyes swept across the person in front of him: "Chu Mu? Are you Xiao Mu?"

"Yes," Chu Mu nodded, his eyes turned to the man in black, his tone became cold, his breath locked, and he said coldly: "You'd better stay with me."

As for everyone present, their bodies trembled, Jian Wushuang first reflected on it, and his eyes immediately calmed down, as if there was no wave.

Others also reacted accordingly. Chu Mu was a genius disciple from Lingxiao Pavilion six years ago and was considered the most likely to break through to the Sword Sect.

He was even taught by the Lingxiao Pavilion Sect Master, Jian Chen, and gave the battle soldiers Hanguang and Zhaoming. The faint meaning was to ask Chu Mu to inherit the position of the sect master.

However, a year after obtaining two major war soldiers, Chu Mu suddenly felt that he was about to break through and began to announce his retreat to practice. Time flies, and six years have passed in a blink of an eye, and everyone has almost forgotten Chu Mu's existence.

"This kid has a pit." Young man walked alone, but he saw with his own eyes that the confrontation between the man in black and the "killing karma" was so powerful that the man in black was also sure to break it, but Chu Mu didn't take advantage of his illness to kill him. What's wrong with that?

"Why do you care about so much? Let's go?" Ling Yun didn't say anything, and the only remaining acceleration scroll was immediately used. In the blink of an eye, Ling Yun had already left the war, and his target was really the top of the mountain.

"Captain, where is the road?" The real enemy of Lingxiao Pavilion has never been Ling Yun. He walked alone and laughed at him hard. Moreover, the three of them are very powerful and are not enough to attract attention. They came to the top of the mountain without any obstacles.

"Did you see there?" Ling Yun pointed to the edge of the cliff, and said that it was an almost undetectable road. It was actually an exaggeration to say that the road was just a little bit of protruding rock cracks.

I can't see it during the day, let alone at night.

Finally, a strong wind roared from the abyss, and the young man immediately walked alone, laughing desperately and swallowing.

"Captain, are you sure that's the case?" Yang Mingxiao's legs were trembling. This was not a big deal. With the current true energy cultivation of the three of them, they were not enough to fly.

"Otherwise it's still fake, let's go." Ling Yun thought of the idea of ​​eagle training eagle, that is, to catch the eagle high and throw it down directly, whether it is the eagle spreading its wings or turning it into a handful of loess, just look at today.

When the three of them were about to set off, suddenly, a sword light came from everyone.

Under the air, he exuded endless murderous aura, and the sword aura was everywhere. He walked alone and laughed desperately. Ling Yun and the other three were knocked away by Shengsheng.

Seeing Ling Yun and the other two were about to fall to the abyss and were crushed to pieces, Ling Yun and the other two were all in the air, rolled over, slapped the edge of the cliff with one palm, jumped up across the sky, and aimed at the person who was attacking the sneak attacker with three kicks.

"Bang bang bang"

The moment he landed, Ling Yun and the other two were in full swing, kicked sideways, kicked three times again, and jumped to kill the enemy. With a "clang" sound, the three swords were unsheathed together, dragging three flashing white lights, and hitting the person who attacked the sneak attacked with a flying sword.

"Swish swish swish swish"

Lingyun's realm is not lower than the other party, but it is not higher than the other party. It is just that the physical attributes and true energy are not as good as the other party. However, if the opponent fights to the death, as long as the opponent has a slight mistake, it will be enough to kill the other party.

Whether you are a level 100 high lord or a level 200 high lord, as long as you have the heart to underestimate the people of the world, one day you will be accidentally killed by a weak person unless you are truly invincible.

Three figures and swords circled, and the visitor saw the ruthless sword light cage killing, and the warrior level Canhong fell even more. There was no hurricane in his expression, but instead he looked at Ling Yun in large quantities.

In the blink of an eye, the sword light slashed in front of him, and the light from the person who came was venting, and a blue sword light burst out, immediately blocking the three swords, then shook away the three Lingyun people. The sword had not yet been defeated.

Ling Yun had long thought of this result. In the trap of Canhong Sword Dance, a sword light turned into a spiral sword energy, and the nine swords were released before he could evacuate this power.

With a "click", Lingyun, Shao walked alone, and laughed at the place where the three of them were, cracks appeared, which continued ten meters below their feet. Then they saw a crack inside the cliff. With a little force, the world immediately collapsed.

Finally, the aftermath of the sword energy dissipated. From the shock wave, a heroic figure appeared, and he stood upright: "It turns out that there is some ability, no wonder he dares to come to Lingxiao Pavilion to play wild."

"The one who is really capable is you." Ling Yun stood proudly, and with a single point of his sword, he was already sheathed: "A person who has just recovered from a serious illness and has not yet recovered his spirit, even dares to come and kill me alone. How much strength do you think you can exert?"

"Killing you enough" the person who stood up with Ling Yun to draw his sword is really Jian Wushuang, the young leader of Ling Xiao Pavilion, and he is also the person that Ling Yun did not expect.

"You are so anxious to kill me. Is it because I discovered your secret?" Ling Yun knew that the other party had just woken up and was not strong enough, and there was no possibility of killing him with one blow.

Of course, Ling Yun is the same. After all, his true energy is less than one percent stronger than the opponent.

If you want to yourself, Jian Wushuang, who is standing in front of Ling Yun, has at least level 50 in his peak strength. Even if he just woke up, he would not fall too much, so neither side did it easily.

"Captain, do you know me?" Young Master walked alone, laughing desperately and still felt scared. He didn't expect that someone like him would want to kill him. It's really a ghost.

"The Young Master of Lingxiao Pavilion Jian Wushuang"

"It turned out to be him." Young Master walked alone, laughed hard and suddenly realized it, and then said contemptuously: "The son of the dignified sect leader has no brains, which is sad and lamentable."

"What's my secret?" Jian Wushuang was calm and looked straight at Ling Yun without any hesitation: "Any factor that is unfavorable to Lingxiao Pavilion, any person who breaks into Lingxiao Pavilion, the only result is death."

"Is it because I was wrong?" Ling Yun murmured secretly, but immediately eliminated this idea. The enemy is facing the enemy and Ling Yun will not be allowed to be neglected.

As for Jian Wushuang's eyes, Ling Yun had seen it in himself. It was a kind of confusion about reality, only the soul was affected by external impact or...

So Ling Yun didn't dare to think about it. When he thought of it, Ling Yun shivered immediately, but was also ridiculous about his thoughts, so the previous scene happened.

"Are you sure you can't go and save your fellow disciple?" Ling Yun signaled Jian Wushuang to look behind him: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, I will regret it at that time."

"Hmm?" Jian Wushuang felt Ling Yun's tone, not like a joke. When she turned around, she saw that there was a sea of ​​fire at the foot of the mountain: "Damn it."

"Die" Taking advantage of the other party's mind, Ling Yun's figure made a mistake and jumped in a panic, drew his sword in horror, creating a sword under the prehistoric world, which made Jian Wushuang feel the first pressure.

"Death" Jian Wushuang, who had already had nine parts of his mind, still saw a thousand pounds of force with one sword. A move in the accident was unavoidable. He looked back and waved his sword and slashed angrily.

"Die" Ling Yun does not dodge, the sword is solemn and the moon is cold, the sword is soaring and the sword is invincible, the sword soul is ignited, the power is shaking the sky, the sword light is scattered, and the sword light is scattered, and the sword power is contained between opening and closing.

Jian Wushuang's serious injury was just recovering, and he knew that the opponent was not easy to deal with. He then concentrated his mind and the sword became more and more fierce. Suddenly, the world was broken, and the forest was destroyed.

"Puff"

The sword force started, and the wind was cold. The sword rain was killed. Blood was scattered in the sky. In order to survive and survive, Ling Yun fought against the opponent with one move, and his right shoulder was immediately defeated and blood sprinkled. Jian Wushuang was not easy to survive. A blood-colored torrent sprayed from his neck.

The sword fell, and Ling Yun twisted his body at an incredible speed and stabbed Jian Wushuang's eyebrows again. He immediately saw a red sword light that broke through the air.

Sword roar, wind roar, sword blur

Floating, walking, rain kill

Almost at the same time, Jian Wushuang's figure was as charming as his sword energy condensed, and he fell into dust. He bet on the last time in his life. He returned one sword at a time, and after tonight, it will no longer linger.

Before the sword was released, the murderous intent immediately declared the battle between Qiu and Jian, and never ended.

The two fought, but before they could draw their swords, they were already hot and cold, and they could only end the battle by killing each other.

Immediately afterwards, the sharp sword is ruthless, the wind is faint, and the killing is sorrowful. When the sword falls, the sound of the sword rises, and it breaks through the sky, soars into the nine heavens and soars above the clouds, and does not fight for the world. Lingyun decides to kill the sword without splendor.

When Ling Yun was about to kill Jian Wushuang, a faster figure came to him at an unpredictable speed of ghosts and gods.

"No"

An unprecedented danger came, and I walked alone, laughed and roared with fear, and instantly broke out to the limit, blocking the other party's killing and heading straight behind Ling Yun.

Ling Yun's reaction was faster than that. When the sword changed, he turned around and drew the sword, but the opponent's speed was amazing. He was still dozens of feet away when he set out the sword. When he turned around, he was already approaching.

"Puff"

Ling Yun was attacked from both sides, and his two swords stabbed into Ling Yun's body. Death rushed towards him. A light burst out from Ling Yun's body. In an instant, the sword light shone in all directions, igniting the dark night.

At this moment, there was no other sound between heaven and earth except for the sharp roar of the sharp sword breaking through the air.

The inexplicable sound of "Puff" was not loud, but it resounded in everyone's ears. It was the sound of a sharp blade slashing through the skin.

"It's you"

"It's you"

Ling Yun flew backwards and saw that the person coming was Jiang Si. He knew for a while, and then saw Jiang Si fall down with a palm. Even though Jiang Si stops his hand, the palm power still gathers on Ling Yun's body. In an instant, Ling Yun fell off the cliff.

"No"

A collapsed belief immediately spread to Shaoxing alone, laughing hard in his heart, and jumped straight down the cliff under everyone's gaze, hoping to catch Ling Yun.

"This..." The unexpected enemy, the unexpected result, made Jiang Si lose his soul and soul on the spot, and a pale and powerless feeling.

The sword returned to the sheath, and the sword intention was restrained. Jian Wushuang didn't care about Ling Yun's death. He looked at the disciples and said, "Okay, what happened just now was just a small accident. Did the man in black take it down?"

"Senior Sister" Jian Wushuang looked at Jiang Si motionless and shouted.

"Come"
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