"The dragon's mouth has been opened and then closed, and the god points to no one who is a human and a ghost."

Gods and ghosts have always been just made up and scared by some people, and the people who made up these must be very powerful. The only things that are spread in the world have been made up, but no one has ever known who made them up.

The world knows that the black and white impermanence in the night soul is also what a ghost man should do. People in the world regard them as the real black and white impermanence, but forgets that before they use these two names, these two people themselves exist.

In order to respect those two people, they changed their names with theirs so that others would not know the names of these two people. They were changed many times, and in the end they didn't even know what they were called.

Zhao Chengkun walked to the dragon gate. This time he stopped and took a look at the couplet on the door. The couplet was written in black ink, and the background color was white. It looked extremely conspicuous.

"What do you say is that the dragon's mouth is open and then closed again. God points to the point that there is no human or ghost. If you really have this ability, how can you be trapped by our Zhao family for ten years? I really think that I gave you that thing to make you become a master in the martial arts world? It's just a pill with only ten years of skill. Unfortunately, this kind of amazing thing has never appeared again since then. The only one is wasted on you."

Zhao Chengkun walked into the dragon gate. Before the leg had fallen to the ground, he heard the sound of one foot falling to the ground. There was a tilted cutting mark on his leg. Blood did not spew out from it. The blood on both sides had solidified, and no drop of blood fell to the ground.

It’s just that the broken leg is not something that ordinary people can bear. All the pain Zhao Chengkun has experienced in this life is not as good as the pain this time.

With his feet falling from the sky, he went backwards and rolled down the very regular arc of the Longwei Slope.

Leng Xiaobai was still sitting behind a stone in the dragon gate and meditating. The Zhanlu sword on his hands emitted a cold light, and the aura emitted from it was the same as the leg that fell on the ground in the dragon gate.

Zhao Chengkun, who was landing under the Longwei Slope, looked at the dragon gate. No one came out inside, but it seemed that there were many people there, just waiting for him to deliver his head to the door.

The door had nothing except the white stone pillars and the sixteen black characters. In his eyes, this was no longer the door he saw, but it was full of ghosts. Even Longshouya looked at his boss and turned into a cannibal monster at this time.

Zhao Chengkun did not retreat, and more than a dozen people came from the direction of Yangzhou City. Each of them held a sword in his hand, and the style of each sword was exactly the same, just like it came out of the same mold.

Leng Xiaobai stopped meditating. The aura of the dozen people made him feel clearly during meditation. The aura of three of them made him no longer sit indifferently. They were three respectable opponents.

A dozen people came to the Longmen in a flash. They came over from Yangzhou City on foot. They couldn't see any fatigue caused by running, but instead became a little more energetic.

"Inside the dragon gate, outside the boss, it is prohibited to enter."

Leng Xiaobai held the Zhanlu sword in front of the Longmen, and behind him were Chen Feng and Du Lin. Although these two apprentices had been blocked by Luo Fangmo, they finally chose to follow him. After seeing more than a dozen people suddenly coming, they chose to step out with a tough bullet.

"This was the rule set by my grandfather, in order not to let the people from Longshou Peak leave here and not let others approach here. I will sell you a face. Now let go, let's take it aside, and you can think that this has not happened between the Zhao family and Yijianmen."

Zhao Chenggan also stretched out the sword in his hand. He did not point at Leng Xiaobai, but chose to stop the Zhao family who was about to rush up behind him. The person in front of him was not someone else. He had the ability to keep them all here and he could tie him with his hand. It would not be so easy for others to protect themselves.

"I promised one thing. Today I can only offend you, my friends of the Zhao family."

Leng Xiaobai said politely, holding his fists as a polite manner, which was a tribute to everyone in the Zhao family.

The boss was very disdainful of Leng Xiaobai's actions. Wouldn't they take action if they gave a tribute? If this was really possible, wouldn't it save a lot of trouble to say a tribute to all the battles between life and death?

"How come you stop us? All the masters of the Zhao family are here, there are seventeen people in total, three of them are the same masters as you and me. Even if you can do one to three, the two people behind you are not strong, right? The injuries on their bodies have not healed yet. If I guess well, they should be your disciples. Are you willing to bear it?"

Zhao Chenggan looked at the two people behind Leng Xiaobai. They didn't say a word during this process. Although there was no cowardice in their eyes, they had already started to hesitate. They obviously didn't know why their master had to keep here and offend the people of these aristocratic families for the sake of that unkind guy.

The doubts in their hearts are not enough to change their current ideas. In this regard, they follow their thoughts more. The master brought them here not to be a dragging person, so there is no need to do things that are obviously dragging people. The only thing they need to do is to take the weapons in their hands and rush to the people outside the door... to death.

"No one knows them better than me. Their stay and life and death are the same as mine. They have their own decisions, and they cannot use you hypocritical guys to make decisions."

Immortality is not the first time he has heard this name. He has heard it in Luo Fangmo's mouth. She said that she had obtained the elixir and could truly live forever. In order not to make herself unsociable, she put a mask on herself.

Manager Cao also said that the reason why he protected himself was mainly for immortality. However, he did not care much about this result. He had left here without getting a single result. Now he heard this name in the Zhao family again.

Leng Xiaobai began to draw his sword.

Leng Xiaobai's sword is usually very fast, so fast that the person standing opposite him has not yet reacted. His sword has been sheathed. This time he did not choose to use a fast sword. His speed of drawing the sword is very slow, so slowly that he can hardly see that he draws the sword to fight the enemy, and it is more like a show.

Zhao Chenggan drew the sword very quickly. When Leng Xiaobai's sword was about to come out, he chose to draw the sword one step faster than him. His sword came out, and Leng Xiaobai's sword also came out. One sword was covered with blood, and one sword was filled with cold air. In late October, the coldness of the 39th day was felt. The few people slowly closed their eyes in this coldness.
Chapter completed!