Chapter 96

All of a sudden, seize the opportunity to defeat the enemy!

Instant explosive approach, the distance is a little less, can not directly stab each other, but it is in a hurry before the roar of the knife. The attack of pure aggressive martial arts is just to attack them unprepared, and never thought of a head-on collision.

This fight is not a real one at all.

Because ningyue's action is ahead of Song Yang's, before the other party's powerful strike, his sword has been stabbed.

At the same moment, Song Yang was also aware of this point, but the last fleeting, he has been unable to grasp the heart of the bad moment, the two of them have crossed.

Whoa!

The red sword light is fading quietly, and the last touch of scarlet is mixed with flying blood.

Boom!

The next moment, the power of the fierce thunder smashed the earth, the roaring land smashed the ground, and every inch of the offensive fell into a scorched black.

Unfortunately, this knife didn't hit ningyue at all.

The back of the robe swung slightly, and the uneven cut-off was also anxious. Ning Yue didn't care about it. When he passed by Song Yang's body, he stepped on the ground again, and then he turned over his body, leaped over his body. When he fell down, his left foot hit his opponent's bloody arms.

"Ah, ah, ah"

The weight of the whole person and the force of falling suddenly hit the wound of the sword. Song Yang suddenly roared and screamed, subconsciously released the handle of the knife in his hand, and pulled out his arm to try to reduce the pain. This is also an instinctive reaction.

"Thank you very much."

At the next moment, Ning Yue smiles, raises his foot and turns the mingluo sword into the air. Then he reaches out his left hand and grabs it, holding the other weapon in his hand.

The weight is heavy, and the power of thunder and lightning still lingers on the blade, but it can't stop him from leaving, and he goes along the smooth road that Song Yang just cut with all his strength.

Just now, in order to avoid being hurt by such a terrible thunderbolt, all the sect disciples in that direction scattered to escape. At the moment, the aftereffect is still there. Ningyue's sudden escape caught them by surprise, and they are slow to catch up.

"Damn it, stop!"

Of course, it's impossible not to chase him. Just watching him leave, elder martial brother Shen of wanjianmen scolds him and tries his best to chase him. The triple power of lingxingjing urges Xuanli in the body to work to the maximum extent, and the distance between ningyue and him shortens in an instant.

In this case, he can't get rid of the pursuit with his feet, but biaoju is in front of him, and his goal is just such a distance.

As early as in the previous fight, he deliberately shifted his back to the direction to face the position left by biaoju, in order to make this hard won opportunity. He is not a man waiting to die.

"Give you a big gift, don't chase it."

All of a sudden, Ning Yue turns around and retreats, and his left hand splits heavily. The rotating Ming Luo Dao roars away in the strong wind, marking a bright silver rainbow in the night.

Elder martial brother Shen was stunned and subconsciously pulled out his sword to block. He was also reacting to what he was facing. However, he had to stop and put his strength into the sabre to stop him.

Ping!

The blocking posture was not moving at all, but mingluo Dao trembled and fell to the ground directly. This blow was not small, but in fact it was strong outside and dry in the middle, and it didn't have much strength.

However, with such a slow down, elder martial brother Shen's distance with ningyue was widened again. Just now, there was no power to stop him, just to bluff him.

"No!"

At the moment of remorse in his heart, he jumped up and pursued again. At the same time, the other leading disciples of the sect also arrived and left side by side.

In front of him, Ning Yue laughed in his heart and continued to run forward with all his strength for dozens of steps. In the dark, he could barely see a familiar shadow in front of him and immediately raised his voice to drink.

"Come here!"

Although biaoju didn't know what to say, he became more familiar with Ning after getting along with him these days. He also understood that he was calling himself. He jumped up and came to him several times.

Without stopping at all, he would rather lift his hand, press the saddle, turn over and jump, and ride directly on it. He would clamp his legs with force, but there was no need to yell. Biao Ju turned and hissed, and his pace was faster.

At this point, he was a little relieved, raised his hand and put the dark Xuan sword back into the scabbard.

But at this moment, the voice of the sword spirit suddenly sounded.

"Master, watch the back!"

"Well?"

Ning Yue was surprised, and did not hesitate. As soon as the dark Xuan sword pulled out of its sheath again, he turned around and waved the grid to block his side. He also heard a fierce wind whistling. When he looked around, he saw an approaching figure suspended in the air.

Dang!

The attack had come, and the shaking force of his hand was strong and fierce. In a hurry, Ning Yue couldn't resist at all. Unexpectedly, this man overturned from the saddle and rocked into the air. Then he fell heavily and tumbled on the ground several times, dragging out a nearly ten meter long concave scratch.

Ding!

The dark Xuan sword, which had been knocked off, turned and fell. It was inserted obliquely on the side about three meters away from him. Instinctively, it stood up and wanted to rush to grab the handle again. However, there was a surge of Qi and blood in its chest, which made it feel stuffy and astringent. A strong smell of rust rose in its throat, and it vomited a large amount of dirty blood.

Dong!

The body that can stand up falls down again, would rather be more pale, almost morbid, violent pain impact at the same time rolling in the right arm and chest, under the same feeling of weakness, more uncomfortable.

He gasped and blood was still falling from the corner of his mouth. When he looked towards him, he saw a dark shadow approaching. He stood in front of himself and looked up with some difficulty. With the help of the dim light of the stars and the moon, he found that he was a middle-aged man who had never seen before. He had a square face and short beard. He was a little familiar with his hunting and stirring robe.

It seems that... Is it similar to the costume of the nine elders in Xingyu hall?

"There's no reason why I can't stop you by myself?"

Disdain a hum, come to carry hands proud and stand, did not continue to hand.

After ningyue, there were several rumors of breaking the air. There was no need to look back. Naturally, the disciples of the sect came to ningyue. When they saw him blocked, everyone stopped. Soon, there was a respectful salutation.

"I'd like to see elder eight!"

"Useless thing, so many people can't catch him alone! I don't know where you're going to throw the face of Xingyu hall if I don't trust to follow you secretly! "

The eight elders gave a shout of anger, and then glanced at the other three disciples of the sect. They hummed coldly, "OK, you can go. This man killed the people in Xingyu hall. I have to take him away."

"Wait a minute, we have already discussed how to divide it..."

Elder martial brother Shen of wanjianmen had not finished, but he was interrupted by an angry rebuke.

"Fen? If it wasn't for Laozi, he would have run away! Are you willing to negotiate with me? Get out of here! It's just a young boy. Even if your master comes, he doesn't dare to talk to me like this! "

All of a sudden, elder martial brother Shen shuddered and admitted his bad luck. He stepped back a few steps, arched his hand and said, "I know the prestige of Xingyu hall. In the future, there may be another chance. It's not too late for the elder to compete with the elder and the disciple with the disciple. "

Then he turned and left. Facing the elders of the eight sects, he knew that he could not get any more bargains.

The same is true for the disciples of Tiandao League and Shalong palace. They bow their hands symbolically and then turn away. Even if the heart is not willing, they will not be in the absence of elders in the presence of conflict with the sect elders.

Seeing this, elder martial brother Huang finally showed a touch of joy and said, "Congratulations, elder eight, you have captured the murderer tonight and made a great contribution to the clan. It's a double happiness to have another weapon. "

"Well, I think you're smart. At that time, I'll talk to the Lord of the temple. You have no merit, but you also have hardship. "

He raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder. Elder eight strode forward and held Ning Yue up with one hand. Looking at each other's pale face, he shook his head and hummed: "I really don't know what Lao Jiu's negligence is. He asked you to kill him. What's more unexpected is that you are the wanted ningyue. "

Rather more silent, the heart is still thinking about how to get away at the moment. A glance stealthily, the dark Xuan ancient sword inserted obliquely on the earth not far away has no chance to get it back.

This time, it seems to be a complete failure?

"Elder eight, the rest of the martial brothers haven't come yet. Why don't I call them and go back together? Or you can go with me and ask them to open their eyes and see how majestic Ba Chang is. "

Elder martial brother Huang is obsequious. His master is not even an elder in Xingyu temple, but a middle-class disciple of the previous generation. If he can please elder pangshang eight, he will have a better life in the clan.

"Well, that makes sense. Let's go together."

The eight elder nodded with satisfaction. He grabbed the sword with his left hand. The strong wind rolled and pulled it out. The dark Xuan sword fell into his hands. At the moment, however, the blade was dark and the surface was covered with mottled rust.

Without much checking, he just held the sword in his hand, and with the other hand he continued to capture ningyue, striding forward to the place where many disciples gathered. At the moment of arrival, the other disciples of the sect had not yet left. When they saw his coming, they frowned and dared not speak up.

Bang!

Ningyue was thrown on the ground like goods, struggling to sit up, holding on the ground with one hand and gasping.

"There are so many disciples of the sect, but they can't win a kid who is in a spiritual state. I think you'd better go back and practice hard."

Eight elder is a hum again, very proud.

"If you are only at their age, not now, can you capture them successfully? I'm a little puzzled. The people of the eight sects have only this ability. They are so numerous and powerful that even the older generation can be so proud? "

All of a sudden, there was a voice of refutation, not to mention that the eight elders could not believe their ears, and so did other disciples of the sect. They looked in the direction of the source of the voice and wanted to see who it was.

But under the night, more than a dozen black robed figures stood in the shadows, with the brims of their hoods pulled up to cover their faces, unable to see the real and the virtual. But there is one thing that all the disciples of the sect can find that these people are not members of any of their sects. They are surprised, but at the same time, they feel a faint chill. When did they show up?