Kurokawa slapped his hand and the cold air forced the fierce beast away, but stopped.

In front of him, under a dead tree, there was a man in black wearing a ghost face, holding a black scabbard, leaning against the tree, and an old horse tied beside him.

It seems to be waiting for him.

Seeing the sneak attacking crested eagle flapping its wings and falling on the man's shoulder with frost, Kurokawa knew something was wrong.

This Lei Lie!

Is there a yin poison here, and there is still an ambush here?

The mountain ghost reached out to relieve a ray of true energy and helped his love pet to remove the frost on his body. Seeing that the love pet wings had fallen a few eagle feathers, a ray of cold light appeared on his eyes under the mask.

He stepped forward, and the crested eagle flew up on his shoulder and rushed into the sky.

The mountain ghost reached out to hold the hilt of Chengying's sword and pulled it out from the scabbard. This dark iron-filled sword was really shadowless in the dark night. There was no trace of sword shadow when wielding the sword blade.

He pointed his sword in front of him and looked at Kurokawa who was posing in his fist and palm, and he said hoarsely:

"Northern Dynasties?"

Kurokawa did not answer.

Lei Lie was shouting and chasing him quickly. There was a hint of joy and strong murderous intent in the shout. Kurokawa knew that he could not fight, and he must use extreme strength to defeat the person in front of him.

He thought to himself, and the cold pool that had already been fully formed in his body was moving, and as the cold air was in awe, several sharp black ice fingers pierced.

The cold air overflowed, and the moon wheel was in the sky, causing a faint aura to rise on Kurokawa's body.

The snow-falling steps were raised, just like a blizzard blowing. In the silence, Kurokawa grabbed his ten fingers and rushed into the front of the mountain ghost five feet, and then...

There is nothing else.

The Invisible Chengying Sword moves with the wind. When the mountain ghost lifts the sword, several sword shadows act together. There are only Shan Gui in front of Kurokawa, but in the next moment, there are four other figures.

Five Chengying stabs from five directions.

There is no fancy sword move, just a thorn!

The simplest and most direct thorn!

But with the Zhaoying Jinghong Sword Style, the simplest thorn in the world becomes the sharpest deadly thing.

"puff"

Several balls of blood flew up under the cold moon, and Kurokawa's face changed drastically.

His cold air can clearly block this level of stabbing, why?

Why is it like the true energy is not there at all?

The trajectory of the black sword stabbed was also wonderful, and I seemed to have no perception.

The mysterious ice finger he shot out was a few inches away from the body of the mountain ghost. The finger energy he flew out to destroy several sword shadows, but failed to hurt the mountain ghost in the slightest.

But in front of Shan Gui, there were five more wounds on Kurokawa's chest and abdomen.

Blood spurted out from the wound and was frozen by the cold air, sprinkling like blood beads. Heichuan's whole body was painful, and Hanchi numbed his wound.

But there was still a stinging pain. He roared angrily and wanted to change his moves, using the cold air to gather into ice and protect his body.

but...

"Take Lao Lei's sword!"

"puff"

Several domineering and agile dragon bird swords also swirled, and came from behind, hitting Kurokawa, and the ice chips were flying everywhere. Kurokawa's body was suddenly traced and was smashed out.

"Swish"

The second sword of the mountain ghost in front of him was also swinging it at the same time.

Like the autumn wind blowing on his face, the ice has condensed, and the solid ice is enough to resist the slash of weapons, leaving Kurokawa with the opportunity to fight his life, but this time it won't work.

His head and neck were cut open.

The incision is smooth, and the condensed ice cubes are like ice surfaces, and the broken bone stubble and flesh can be seen clearly.

"bass"

Chengying returns to the sheath.

The long sword fell.

Kurokawa's Ice-Feng's head thumped on the ground a few times.

It was hitting Lei Ye's feet.

Master Lei was a little surprised and confused. In front of him, the two swords killed a mountain ghost on the ground.

Although I also helped this instant kill just now, the attack behind the Dragon Bird's sword aura was indeed fierce.

But the one who kills people is still killing ghosts.

Chen Qiu did not explain his plan in detail. Although the Lang Monk told him the strangeness of the mountain ghost, he was still not sure whether the person in front of him was an enemy or a friend.

Judging from his way of killing Kurokawa, if the mountain ghost had the intention of murderous intent, his Qiufeng sword and the dragon bird sword energy might not be able to surpass him.

The man in front of me was like killing a chicken or a sheep. Could it be... the swordsman of the Tianbang passing by?

This is actually because Mr. Lei thought too much.

The mountain ghost killed Kurokawa so easily, because Kurokawa didn't know the power of the Chengying Sword, so he tried to use his protective energy to resist one or two.

But Chengying only breaks the true energy, and no matter how strong the protective energy is, it is worse than paper under Chengying's sword.

Secondly, the Shan Gui's illumination of Jinghong Sword Style is originally a secret legend of the immortals. Now it is becoming increasingly infiltrated with sword skills and determination, allowing Shan Gui's manipulation of the sword shadow to be more detailed, so that he can seriously injure Kurokawa with one blow.

In other words, these two swords kill in seconds are more of the magic of the shadow.

If Kurokawa had a good knife in his hand and had to do the knife technique, the result would not be so easy.

But if this is the case, Shan Gui's progress in swordsmanship over the past few months will really make people feel numb. This illuminated sword style, coupled with the Chengying Sword, is enough to achieve Shan Gui's future martial arts.

That is a road to assassin.

The mountain ghost ignored Lei Ye's suspicion.

He killed someone, then turned his horse, turned his head, and headed towards Luoyang City. The gloomy eagle cries sounded in the darkness, causing Lei Ye, who had picked up the head of Heichuan, to watch the mountain ghost leave.

Killing people from the Northern Dynasty is nothing to him.

What is really important is that Chen Qiu and Qingqing are still waiting for him to have midnight snacks in Baima Temple.

At this time, in Luoyang City, Baima Temple.

This is a thousand-year-old temple. Although it is not as proficient in martial arts as Lin'an Nippandan Temple, in terms of the exquisiteness of Buddhism, this White Horse Temple is the best in the world.

Lei Shiyin was sitting in the temple's meditation room. This intelligent girl was discussing Buddhist principles with the Mustard Monk. The Yaoqin was stroking the strings of the piano, and the sound of silk and bamboo echoed.

Qingqing girl was lying on the wall outside the White Horse Temple, looking at the night outside the wall with anticipation. Four Nirvana monks were guarding around, guarding against any danger.

She met Brother Shangui in the afternoon, and was waiting for Shangui and Shen Qiu to come back to Luoyang so that she could have a midnight snack together.

“Huh?”

Qingqing looked around the wall. The girl looked very well. With the lights around the White Horse Temple, she accidentally found a familiar figure strolling on the street opposite.

"Little mute! Hi, little mute, why are you here in Luoyang again?"
Chapter completed!