Fresh blood, dyed the 佝偻body of Yun Changqing.

The crowd looked at this scene, as if the hoarse voice still echoed in the ear, their brows were locked, and the heart was not a taste.

The death of Yun Changqing has a great impact on them, especially the screaming voice of the near sorrow.

People are lost, and people are everywhere.

If the deposit is lost, the people will lose.

This is the last words of Yun Changqing before his death, but also the words of life. It is necessary to use life to stop the vanity.

“Simply is a nonsense!” Qi Yang Shen stared at Yun Changqing’s corpse, his eyes flickered: “In my opinion, Yun Changqing definitely colluded with Luoyun in an attempt to disrupt our position and must not easily believe his words. “”

Qi Yang’s icy voice immediately awake the crowd, and they looked at Van Gogh without a sigh. They saw that Van Gogh stood still in the same place, without words, and the look did not change.

“With the heart of loyalty, the Evergreen Sword Master has done this, can it be that, can’t let the owner take back the decision?” Tang Yunhuan’s face is covered with tears, although Lei Yuanguang and Su Lengliu No words, but the eyes are also flashing glistening teardrops.

They looked at the unmoving vanity, and looked at the cold people. The sadness in their hearts, like the sea, made them a path of laughter.

The laughter slowly spread, and the moment to be dissipated, the three sword lights bloom at the same time, and a bloody red is evoked.

Puff puff puff !

Three corpse fell to the ground, and the fresh blood that flowed out of it almost gathered into a small river, flowing to the feet of the crowd, and also to the foot of the vanity.

I saw his eyes trembled, a raise one’s head, and there was a magnificent battle intent. There was no convergence because of the four Sword Masters.

What’s more, in this killing intent, not only is it full of killings, but there is even more disdain, as if he had no fluctuations in the death of the four Sword Masters.

“A group of skeleton bones!” In the heart of Van Gogh, coldly echoed such voices.

In fact, since Chu Xingyun joined the lineage, he has been worried about this matter, and the suspicion of the four Sword Masters is getting deeper and deeper, and there is a feeling of being difficult to control.

Returning from the Holy Star City, Van Gogh did not have a robbery machine to occupy Chu Xingyun. The four Sword Masters not only did not agree with his statement, but also made many remarks in an attempt to help Chu Xingyun wash suspects and restore their reputation.

Just now, the stars Guzong fled and fled, Wan Jiange should be eager to pursue and revitalize, even if there are some casualties, it is a matter of course, but the four Sword Master refused again, even at the expense of death.

The previous suspicion, the change at the moment, made the Vatican no doubt, so the death of Yun Changqing, there is no fluctuation in his heart, and then the death of three people, he is even more undeniable.

Even the death of these four people gave him an inexplicable peace of mind.

In the heart of Van Gogh’s robbery, the crowd couldn’t see through. They saw that there was no silence in the van Gogh. Naturally, they dared not have any move. They glanced at the four chilling corpses, and they were a bit stunned.

“Continue to kill!”

Waiting for this moment, the sound of Brahman’s robbery suddenly sounded. He stepped forward and looked straight ahead. Said solemnly: “The four people are blocked by death, and the action is really weird. It is very likely to collude with stars Guzong. In an attempt to hurt Wan Jiane.”

“I am holding the legendary Ancient Sword, no one can be enemies, no one can stop, the people of the districts ancient ancestor, is not our opponent, in this a spurt of energy, destroying the stars Guzong, to win the millennium!”

The voice of Brahman is full of enthusiasm, and the fire of the battle intent that has just been extinguished has suddenly burned up, especially Qi Yang Shen and Fan Wu Dust, etc. This is a good wind and the waves are shouting loudly. It’s up.

“war!”

One person voiced out, voices such as thunder sounds, earthshaking, completely without the breath of sadness, the a path of looking at the cold corpse’s gaze, but also collected back, only the battle intent in mind, no more Awkward words.

A loud bang, a sword light, a space cracking, van Gogh no incarnation for Ling Tian’s sword shadow, broke the void, move towards the direction of Gu Zong’s evacuation.

Seeing this, the crowd once again made a roaring voice, with a battle intent, and followed the past in a mighty manner. Everyone’s body exudes a high-sounding word cry, such as opening a bow and arrow, without thinking about it.

As the crowd left, the whole space gradually became quiet and even dead.

On the ground, there are countless broken rocks and chilly corpse. There are desolate and bloody gas everywhere, but if you look closely, you will find that there is a trace of suffocation in this space. Along the ground, like the creek to the Long River, move towards the distance quietly gathered in the past.

At the same time, there are two figures in the void.

These two figures are in dark colors, like the Specter, constantly moving and moving. Each time they approach a corpse, the palms are explored, as if they can pull out Soul from the corpse and swallow it, constantly enhancing the strength of the owner. It looks extremely sinister and mysterious.

They are like Death God, ruthlessly harvesting Soul.

Before they came to the four Sword Master corpse, the glorious eyes burst out with a resplendent bright glow, and the palms stretched out, and they couldn’t wait to explore.

“stop!”

Seeing that the four-person Soul was to be forcibly removed, this moment, a coldly shouted sound came out, only one word, let the two dark eyes stop moving, and the back squats deeply against the sound source.

The person who speaks out is naturally Chu Xingyun.

I saw him falling slowly from the air, and the eyes touched the four corpse moments. The scorpion shrouded in magic light shook, and a sigh was heard in the mouth.

In the field of vision, the four corpse have become cold, and the fresh blood flowing out has solidified. Under the reflection of glow, the sad red light is revealed, and the familiar faces are no longer smiling, stiff. Still boasted by the wind.

Chu Xingyun stood in front of corpse, silent for a while.

He didn’t gaze at it, just staring directly at it, the four were dead, but the eyes were still round, their eyes were not stunned, there was no fear, only indignation.

call!

The clouded space suddenly swept through a gust of wind.

Sound of the wind masterpiece, blowing Chu Xingyun’s robes, and also blowing up the four Sword Master’s clothes, the clothes have been dyed red by fresh blood, floating like a group of flame burning Bounce, and the color of the scarlet-red in their eyes, reflecting each other.

Chu Xingyun Looking at this scene, the body suddenly moved.

He bent his back and rubbed against the four Sword Masters. Then he leaned down and carefully closed the four eyes. The mouth whispered out: “Four, you would rather guard the mind of Wan Jiange.” Others don’t understand, but I can really feel it.”

“Today, although you are dead, you have grown up in the loess, and you will sleep, but tomorrow, I will take your loyal soul and fight for Wanjiange forever!”

When the last words sounded, Chu Xingyun’s gaze suddenly became solemn, and the sword pointed to a glimpse, and then gently clicked on the four people’s eyebrows!


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