Sword Qi Hengqiu

Song Chu's eyes rolled a few times, hesitatingly stepped forward a few steps, but he didn't dare to make a move, so he had to look left and right at the people who were about to draw swords.

In the early Song Dynasty, this person bullied the weak and feared the strong. If Ling Rangjin was still "Mr. Ning", he must have had several injuries on his body, but now it is Ling Rangjin who is here, and even if Ling Rangjin is seriously injured, no one would dare to step forward to fight against him.

Ling Rangjin has not been defeated for many years, no one knows how deep he is, he looks weak, but everyone present has no doubts, he can still kill those who dare to attack him while talking and laughing.

After years of coercion, Ling Rangjin has long been deified in the hearts of ordinary Taoists.

So Song Chu didn't dare to move, and Qiu Po ​​didn't dare to come up.

Even Sheng Ming just begged his junior sister and younger brother to save him pitifully, but did not dare to directly say that he would kill Ling Rangjin soon.

Under the severe pain, Ling Rangjin was actually a little relieved: It seems that my face is still useful.

He held Yinwu tightly, the veins in his hands were bulging, but there was still a smile on his face: "Qiu Po, you and I are old acquaintances, if there is anything you and I can solve by ourselves, why bother to embarrass the younger generation?"

Mei Yingyue secretly supported him: "Leader..."

Seeing that Song Chu didn't dare, Qiu Po ​​sneered and said: "That's right, then please end first, kill these useless juniors who only take up space, and then we will settle the score. Let's do it!"

With Qiu Po's order, the Demon Cultivator holding Sheng Ming was about to attack, Mei Yingyue and Song Chu both exclaimed, Ling Rangjin's eyelids moved, and he shot suddenly, a ray of water had fallen on the stone wall of the dome at some time, silently Facing the demon cultivator beside Sheng Ming, Ling Rangjin pointed his finger directly, and the water light rushed towards the top of the demon cultivator's head, and hit it immediately, the demon cultivator fell down without even groaning, blood spurting out. Sheng Ming's expression changed, Sheng Ming let out a scream, and fell to the ground in fright.

Mei Yingyue saw the right moment, drew her sword and rushed forward, bypassing Qiu Po ​​with Ling Rangjin's attack, pointed her long sword directly at the crowd of demon cultivators, and pulled Sheng Ming up with a sword, turned around and turned around to catch the crowd. Song Chu pushed from the side, turned around and fought with the demon cultivators again.

Under Song Chu's protection, Sheng Ming turned back and grabbed Mei Yingyue's wrist, and shouted in a low voice: "Hurry up and go! What can you do for him! That's Ling Rangjin, need you to be a hero?"

Mei Yingyue frowned and shook his hand, turned around and shot out a few spells: "He was injured! The Immortal has saved you and me so many times, and you actually plan to leave? Senior brother, are you still a human being? ?”

Sheng Ming also drew out his sword, and leaned against Song Chu. Hearing this, the embarrassment and anger from before were aroused again, his face twitched, and he said with a smile: "Junior Sister, you were so kind to him earlier. , who always brings tea and water, I feel strange, he is so ugly and mischievous, why are you so gentle to him, at first I thought you were not normal, but you just like ugly people, now I understand, I'm afraid it's you You've already seen the clues, you must have been flattering the Immortal Venerable from the very beginning, do you really think you can become a phoenix?"

Mei Yingyue's face turned blue when she heard him talking nonsense: "Since the first day we met him, how many times have I persuaded my senior brother in private? Don't judge people by their appearance, don't flatter you? You never listen to me, he is Our savior, why can’t I treat him well? Don’t talk about being kind to him, even if I give him my life back, I should! If I didn’t owe too much kindness, why bother to be your follower in the sect? I have already left this desert Already!"

Sheng Ming wanted to speak, but he heard a sinister laughter beside his ears: "You guys are still very leisurely, how dare you quarrel in the enemy line?"

He froze all over, and the sword energy behind him was overwhelming. Sheng Ming saw Mei Yingyue rushing over with a sword, and heard Song Chu roar, "Be careful!"

Then the sky turned around, his blood-stained clothes were stained with blood again, Mei Yingyue pushed him away, but she had no time to protect herself.

Ling Rangjin, who was fighting with several other elites alone, heard Song Chu's cry, his heart skipped a beat, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Mei Yingyue being pierced by a long sword, the sword in her hand trembled, and she fell to the ground slumped As soon as Mei Yingyue grasped the edge of the sword, preventing the sneak attacking demon cultivator from drawing his sword, she spurted out a mouthful of blood, and still didn't retreat, but drew a blood talisman in the air with that mouthful of blood.

"Collect...collect the clean energy of heaven and earth." Mei Yingyue exhausted her last effort to draw the last stroke, "Destroy your magic..."

The spell spun and landed on Moxiu's face. Moxiu screamed and let go of the sword. He touched his face with both hands. As soon as the blood curse touched his skin, the devilish energy in his body dissipated.

Sheng Ming quickly got up and pulled Song Chu back.Mei Yingyue exhausted her last strength, closed her eyes and fell backwards, Sheng Ming left her junior sister behind, and let her fall among the enemy group.When Ling Rangjin saw this scene, his blood surged, and he was furious for a moment: "Let her go!"

The sword energy in his hand was strong, and he slashed away with the sword. He didn't see any fancy sword moves, but wherever the sword energy went, he avoided its sharp edge, and a group of demon cultivators immediately poured out. In the cave, dragons chanted, and the stone wall, which had been stabbed for a long time with swords, swords, shadows, and magic spells, remained motionless. This time, gravel continued to rustle.It seemed that it was not in the best interest, and it was about to collapse, and the rocks rolled down, knocking out many people who had nowhere to hide.

The demon cultivator who was entangled with him was also beheaded to death by the waist, and a gap was created. Ling Rangjin took the opportunity to kill, and came to Mei Yingyue's side in the blink of an eye, and helped her up. He wanted to take her to a safe place, but who knew just now? The blow under the fury completely took away the last of his strength.Ling Rangjin's figure flickered, but he couldn't stand up. He knelt on the ground with one knee, holding the sword with one hand, and gently supporting Mei Yingyue with the other.

Fortunately, all four demon cultivators were cut down by his shocking sword. Ling Rangjin swallowed the blood in his throat and looked down at Mei Yingyue.

Mei Yingyue is already dead.

She has a very beautiful face, but she has been buried in the wind and sand all year round, and her skin is much rougher than that of the Central Plains girls.The desert was short of supplies, and she didn't have hairpins or jewelry, just ordinary white clothes. Now her chest was covered with blood, and finally her plain clothes were dyed the same color as the rose.

"I..." She coughed out, "I have paid back all the life-saving grace I gave back then."

Ling Rangjin closed his eyes and smiled at her, "Yes, you don't owe the Yanran faction any more."

Mei Yingyue turned her head with difficulty, and slowly pulled Ling Rangjin's sleeve with her blood-stained fingers: "Xianzun, you... you say, you are willing to take me to the south of the Yangtze River. I want to have a look, Xianmeng... and Yingcang Mountain... ... Sleeping Moon Valley ... can you take me to see it?"

Ling Rang nodded with a smile and lowered his eyes: "I promise you, I originally wanted to take you into Sleeping Moon Valley because of your aptitude and character. Join my sect, your brother will treat you very well."

Mei Yingyue's eyes lit up, and she moved the corners of her lips with difficulty: "If...you are my master...then...my whole life will be...very...very..."

Before the last good word was uttered, Mei Yingyue lowered her hand with a smile, her eyes finally looked to the south, and all the brilliance was lost in her empty eyes.

She didn't see the willows and flowers in Jiangnan until the end.

Ling Rangjin's chest was suffocated, he stretched out his hand, and gently closed her eyes.

Not far away came the sound of chaotic footsteps again, Qiu Po, who had been slashed by the sword energy, turned his ears sideways with the support of his subordinates: "It must be our people who have come."

Ling Rangjin suddenly said coldly: "No matter how many people come, they will die here today."

"Ling Xianzun is at the end of his strength, and he still speaks such big words." Qiu Po ​​laughed and said, "You didn't notice, did you see that you killed Weng Lao with this sword, I think you are in a hurry, that's right, look The disciple in the middle died quite miserably, and it is normal to be angry. It’s just that this anger is too great, and it has blinded your mind. If you let us stay here, we will stay here? Funny!”

"Whoever he wants to stay here today, he must stay." A voice suddenly resounded, coming from another cave entrance, Ling Rangjin suddenly looked up, and saw Bu Fanshuang wearing a mask, standing beside Xiao Bi, Xiao Bi Holding a pheasant in his arms, Ah Shuang was squatting on his shoulders, smiling and waving at him.

Bu Fanshuang stared at Sheng Ming Songchu's surprised eyes and Qiu Po's suspicious look, leaned against the entrance of the cave with her arms crossed, and said with a light smile, "Since my celestial master asked you to bury Mei Yingyue with me today, you should be obedient Obedient and die here."