An Yeyun said coldly: "I'm talking nonsense, I'll talk about it when you can hold it!" He raised his hand and held the middle end of Zhuguai, waved his hand and slapped it behind him, and slapped his right palm. Yu Shuanglin did not dare to take the power of his palm head-on. The edge of the palm pressed against his wrist and slammed his arms around his arms. Seeing that it was approaching the shoulder bone, An Yeyun suddenly closed his palm, turned the tip of his elbow, and swung his fist to Yu Shuanglin's abdomen. Yu Shuanglin was in mid-air and could not handle it. Zhuguai was still stuck on the ground, hurriedly supported it, leveraging the power to flip, and landed not far behind An Yeyun.

When An Yeyun heard the "bang" sound, time was important. He was impatient and turned around and took a palm, and then walked away. After Yu Shuanglin took it out, he hit the ground with his feet and deliberately beat him hard, forming the illusion of falling into a mess, which was to relax the enemy's vigilance. An Yeyun ignored it. Yu Shuanglin kicked the ground with his feet, and a carp swam out without touching the ground. After An Yeyun, he suddenly raised the bamboo crutch and hit him hard with a fierce blow.

Since An Yeyun debuted, he has fought with others many times, but has never suffered any loss. At this moment, he felt a scorching pain on his back. He was furious and shouted: "Old guy, I think you are tired of living!" He turned around and hit him with his palms, and Yu Shuanglin also resisted with his palms. He had practiced his internal skills for most of his life, and his foundation was still not enough. He forced the "Thousand-Kim Pendant" skill to not be shaken off on the spot, but his heels were still close to the ground and wiped a long distance back. After standing still, his throat became sweet and his mouth was on his lips. He did not want to show weakness in front of the enemy, pressed his chest with one hand, swallowed the blood back and forth with a "gulp", and forced the blood back into his stomach, folded his arms back and forth, and opened his posture again.

Someone suddenly laughed in the distance and said, "Master, look, Master, Master Yun’s work is really beautiful. More than a dozen lives have been solved in an instant, and those who are good at martial arts are also improved a lot." Another vague voice said, "That's natural. Rabbits will bite people when they are anxious, let alone angry wolf cubs? If you leave this group of livestock, are you sure to clean up so clean?"

As he spoke, he saw two people walking slowly out of the dense forest. One was wearing a gray robe and a mask on his face. He couldn't see his age and appearance. The other was a boy in black. The two of them walked together, and their momentum was astonishing. The first sentence was the boy, and he smiled and said, "If it were me, the time limit would not be a problem. But I wouldn't make out so much blood, like killing fish and pigs in a vegetable store, and I had to take out my stomach and intestines to destroy the overall beauty."

Yu Shuanglin heard the boy's tone be light, but his words seemed to treat killing as a kind of enjoyment, which made people shudder. He was about to say something and scold him, but he suffered a lot of internal injuries just now, and as soon as he exerted his strength, he felt his chest qi and blood surging.

The young man glanced at him sideways and smiled, "This old man speaks interestingly. He used to brag about how the Lord of the Hall was doing when he was traversing the world. He spoke very proudly and proudly. Just imagine that he is only worthy of walking around the streets and alleys with a broken bowl and asking for a bite of leftover soup. He is much younger than him, so he can reach out and open his hands, eat and enjoy all his glory and wealth. It is obvious who is superior and who is inferior."

Yu Shuanglin finally adjusted his inner breath, pointed at the boy with one hand, and shouted: "I have seen you at the hero conference. You are Jiang Liechen, the senior brother of the young master of the shadow, the rumored An Yeyun, and the second master of the Demon Sect! This one is again..." He looked at the man in the gray robe.

Jiang Liechen smiled slightly and said, "You are lucky. You are lucky enough to meet the leader in person. There are not many people in the world." Yu Shuanglin didn't hear this, but only understood it according to the superficial meaning. The man in gray robe thought was the leader of the Demon Sect, which was in line with his ominous premonition. He was stunned for a moment, raised his head and sighed, and said, "Okay, today I have entered the demon cave. It's okay, I don't expect to survive. A soldier can be killed or humiliated, so I will stop myself and ask for joy!"

Jiang Liechen took a few steps forward and smiled and said, "Elder Yu, it's better to beg me than to beg others. This way, as long as you ask, I will save you. What I said is always a bit important in the sect." Yu Shuanglin cursed, "Bah! How dare I ask me to plead with evil demons like you, delusions! It's better to kill me with one knife."

Jiang Liechen said seriously: "Okay, you are very strong, but everything is divided into two sides. You should always have a limit if you are not greedy for life and fear death. At the moment of no way, those who sacrifice their lives for justice will be praised by future generations; but when you are expected to live, you give up your life and seek death, which is suspected of forcing your reputation behind you. You sacrifice to make a name for your reputation rather than being honest, and you cannot be called a real hero. As the saying goes, it is better to live without a good death, don't you?"

Yu Shuanglin did not expect that the demon sect was so reasonable and still suspected that it was deceitful. He tentatively said, "Okay, I will accept your affection. Goodbye." He bowed, and as soon as he turned half of his body, he heard Jiang Liechen say, "Stop it." Yu Shuanglin had already calculated that this would happen, laughed, and turned around and said, "I guessed that you, the little devil, are not such a kind heart, and you have any tricks. Even though you came down, the surname Yu, the sect frowned and was not a hero."

Jiang Liechen said, "You misunderstood. I have no intention of caring about who is a hero or not. You have no grudge against me. But now you dare to attack my brother and are very brave. If you let you go casually, he will inevitably blame me for not taking care of my friend's loyalty. But I believe it and said that you would not kill you, and you will only suffer some trouble. It would be better to just..." Walking around him, Yu Shuanglin felt that his hair was standing upright as he listened to his speech.

When Jiang Liechen walked around behind, he held his palm and knocked his spine. Yu Shuanglin felt sad at first, and then felt the bones on his back shattered, and his half of his body lost all his consciousness below the spine. He tried to use his skills, and the true energy in his dantian also disappeared without a trace. He gradually realized that the other party's methods were vicious, making him confused and became a useless person. He said angrily: "What's the use of retrieving a bad life like this?" He wanted to raise his staff to commit suicide. Jiang Liechen said lightly: "A thought of life and death, respect yourself, please do it now." He waved his right hand to the bottom of the mountain, and his tone did not take a master to heart in his tone.

Yu Shuanglin's anger that suddenly rose slowly subsided, and he thought to himself: "Elder Peng has not revenged his revenge, and I will die at this moment. What will I see in the Nine Springs? What the little devil said is also reasonable. You only need to save your life. It is not known that the brothers of the Beggars' Sect will make a comeback in the future. Although his legs are destroyed, there are still two hands left. Although his martial arts are lost, he can still practice it again. Even if he is not favored by the emperor and the time comes first, my disciples and grandchildren can still uphold their will and will one day kill the Anye." He made up his mind and

He took a breath and bowed, saying, "Thank you for not killing me, but I don't like to receive favors in my life. When one day you fall into my hands, I will give you a way out and pay off your favors. We will not owe each other. But if I have to breathe in, I will never let go of the dark night." After saying that, he turned around and supported his body with a bamboo crutch. His thin and old back moved slowly, jumping down the mountain like a wooden man. His bamboo crutch was originally used as a weapon to face the enemy, but now he has become a veritable crutch.

An Yeyun jumped over and cursed, "Who used you to spare me? I..." Jiang Liechen hugged An Yeyun with a smile and said, "That old thing is disrespectful to you, and he lost face when he fights. He learns from Xiao Maotou and says a few angry words. Why do you have to be as knowledgeable as him?" He whispered, "The main teacher asks you what you have found."

He didn't remind him, and An Yeyun was also in charge of this matter in his heart. He rushed to the leader and hurriedly reported it, feeling so anxious that he was incoherent. After saying that, the leader had not answered yet, Jiang Liechen said, "Where is the list text? Show it to me." A hint of anger flashed through the leader's heart, but the expression on his face was covered by a mask.

An Yeyun took out the yellow silk from his sleeve and shook it several times. He was still unable to spread it flat in panic. Jiang Liechen took it casually and glanced at it. The leader suppressed his anger and came forward to look. He had just read two lines silently. Jiang Liechen closed the scroll with a "bang" sound, and said leisurely: "The news is fake. If the imperial court succeeded in arresting it, how could he not mention the Remnant Shadow Sword? Shen Shiyun was too naive and thought that others were fools. He thought that such a trick could deceive me?"

Although the leader had not finished reading it, he breathed a sigh of relief when he heard his statement, and said, "That's good. As long as the After Shadow Sword is not in the hands of the royal family, I will feel relieved." The reaction between the two of them was expected by the night of the night, but when they heard it with their own ears, they still felt as if they were cut by their hearts and said sadly: "Is there only the After Shadow Sword in your eyes?"

The leader said coldly: "Then need to say it? Apart from the Afterimage Sword, who cares about the life and death of the rebellious woman..." An Yeyun's expression was distorted in pain. Before the leader finished speaking, he interrupted loudly: "I! I care! Since you don't care, I will just go to save her alone!" There were also many horses riding by the Beggar Gang disciples next to him. An Yeyun jumped onto the back of the horse, whipped his whip and rushed down the mountain.

The leader said angrily: "Come back!" An Yeyun ignored him at all, and only shouts came all the way, and he was moving further and further. The leader was furious. He whirled his sleeves, and the wind brought out a piece of small stones on the ground, and pushed forward. The stones "swoosh" sounded like an arrow from a string. He showed no mercy to his subordinates who were fighting against his fate. Taishan was already steep and it was the road down the mountain. If the horse sprinting with all his might suddenly fall, the rider would be lifted off the horse's back. The sharpness of the fall was far beyond the reach of an extraordinary person.

Jiang Liechen watched coldly, and then he also flicked his sleeves. The stones he brought were flying out from the side. At the critical moment, he hit the leader's stones and tilted his head and passed through the trunk. The remaining momentum had not faded, and he knocked down a row of trees one after another. He had long seen that the leader was heartbroken and would definitely not save him, but he could not let the An Yeyun be seriously injured.

The leader glared and blamed him for meddling in other people's business, but since he could shake off the stones he had made, he showed his deep internal strength. Thinking that he was made by himself, he was secretly satisfied. This reproach included praise. Jiang Liechen stood there motionless, raised his eyes to return a cold look.

The leader felt that his eyes were full of contempt and became angry again. What's more, he disciplined his subordinates, and if he stopped just because of another disciple's interference, he would not have the prestige in the future? Thinking of this, he jumped up and shuttled between the trunks of the tree, chasing the An Yeyu. He had excellent light skills and his running speed was faster than that of the horse. He quickly surpassed the horse and shouted, "Come down!" He stretched out his palm and grabbed the An Yeyu's neck. An Yeyu refused silently, and he leaned back and lie down. The leader turned his hand and hit the horse's neck. Before the horse could whine, his head was cut off, his front hooves fell first, and An Yeyu was thrown forward.

The leader grabbed his back collar in the air, lifted him up and threw him aside, shouting, "Stand up!" An Yeyun's back hit the tree trunk hard, and happened to touch the wounded place that was attacked by Yu Shuanglin again. A severe pain, and a look of disgust naturally flashed across his face. The leader took his expression in his eyes and shouted coldly: "I'm going to stop, have you heard it? Why ignore it? Do you still understand how to respect me as the leader of the sect?"
Chapter completed!