Zhang Sanshi suddenly turned grim and said, "Why do you always have to fight against me? Even if you want to take revenge on me, you can't bet your own future, right?"
Leng Gongjun smiled bitterly and said: "My future? My future has been ruined by you a long time ago. Therefore, I have never planned to enter the inner gate. At worst, I will be sent back down the mountain. However, as long as I want to, I will be sent down the mountain."
With you, a cunning person who wants to become an inner disciple, by my side, I am content, haha~!"
Zhang Sanshi frowned and said, "Aren't you afraid that your years of cultivation and these memories in Ghost Sword Sect will be wasted?"
Leng Gongjun shook his head and said: "The memories I have in this Ghost Sword Sect are only endless pain. I have long wanted to forget everything here, but you, I am afraid, are a little reluctant to let go, haha!"
Zhang Sanshi looked extremely ugly and cursed: "You madman~~~!!! In this case, it seems that either you will die today or I will die! If I can't kill you, I'm afraid I will never have the chance to enter.
The door is open."
Now Leng Gongjun is a thorn in Zhang Sanshi's side, so no matter what, he will eliminate Leng Gongjun's stumbling block today.
Huh~!
The sword in Zhang Sanshi's hand was pulled out at some point and stabbed directly towards Leng Gongjun's chest.
Clang~!
Leng Gongjun seemed to have guessed that Zhang Sanshi would suddenly attack, and there was a huge black sword in his hands.
The Ghost Sword Sect is a sect that respects the sword as the king, so most disciples like to use giant swords, but only a few disciples like small swords and other weapons.
The black giant sword and the small sword collided together, causing sparks to fly. The two men were of similar cultivation, and when they were fighting fiercely, Yang Kun and Shangguan Youxue appeared.
Unexpectedly, there was still someone fighting here. Yang Kun was stunned for a moment, and after taking a closer look, he saw that the two people in front of him knew each other, one was a friend and the other was an enemy.
Yang Kun raised the Death Scythe with a clanging sound and was about to step forward to help Leng Gongjun deal with Zhang Sanshi.
"Brother, don't interfere. This is a grudge between me and him. There is an exit in front of you. Get out quickly!"
Leng Gongjun said to Yang Kun while fighting with Zhang Sanshi.
Yang Kun said oh, and then walked towards the exit with Shangguan Youxue.
"Delusion!" At this moment, Zhang Sanshi suddenly gave up fighting with Leng Gongjun, turned his sword, and stabbed Yang Kun in the vest.
Yang Kun did not expect that Zhang Sanshi would suddenly attack him. When he reacted, the sword light with cold light had already reached Yang Kun's back vest, and was about to penetrate Yang Kun's back.
"Be careful!" Leng Gongjun suddenly blocked him, and with a pop, the thin sword pierced Leng Gongjun's chest.
Ah~!!
Leng Gongjun let out a scream, Yang Kun quickly turned around, and the sickle in his hand struck Zhang Sanshi on the chest with a bang. Originally, both of them were masters of the explosive realm, but when they were fighting, they were almost already
He exhausted his vitality, so he was injured so easily, and it was a fatal injury.
Wow!
Yang Kun took out the sickle, Zhang Sanshi's eyes widened, blood spurted out from his chest, and he said unwillingly: "You, you..."
Before he could finish a sentence, Zhang Sanshi fell to the ground, and an outsider genius fell like this.
Yang Kun turned to look at Leng Gongjun and asked, "How do you feel?"