Chapter 909

Leng junao took the lead in flying to the city gate, and the vanguard team of his barracks started the latest round of siege with shield armor in hand, with high morale.

"Go

"Escort! Escort

Dragon six drinks twice, holding a long sword to Leng Jun Ao, but the other side's evil voice with internal power is deafening: "good, you're here too..."

Dragon six felt a shock in his stomach. He wanted to swallow the hot smell into his stomach, but he couldn't help it. He puffed out a mouthful of blood.

A dark light flashed by. Dragon six raised his arm and raised his sword to fight forward. The cold light flashed, the wind was blowing everywhere, and the black robe was like the flower of hell.

Leng junao's Sword Pierced long Liu's heart, and his internal power voice slowly came to his ear: "do you remember the sword that was used at lingzhitai on Qiyun cliff more than three years ago? I'll give it back to you now... "

Three years ago, Ling Zhi Tai and long Liu unexpectedly attacked Leng junao, which made him and lin'er suffer a tragic accident.

Only dragon six can hear this secret sound. He can't believe it. He opens his eyes and mouth. He tries his best to point at the man: "you You are... "

The war is in full swing. In the bloody wind and rain, Leng junao's smile is more and more intense, and his wildness and aloofness are filled in his rebellious.

Before long Liu could finish his speech, he suddenly pulled out his sword, and the blood gushed like a column. Long Liu didn't have time to spit out the last few words. At the end of the day, he heard the man's smile: "you're not wronged, you're dead, understand!"

That's right! It's not wrong for long Liu to know who and why he died before he died.

Leng Siyan watched dragon six die under the sword of Wuji Zun Lord. Wuji Zun Lord's cultivation is really unfathomable. Even dragon six can't make ten moves.

"Who are you?"

At this time, Leng Siyan is more and more suspicious of the identity of the Supreme Lord. It's not difficult to see from the surprised eyes of dragon six just before his death that dragon six knows what!

"Finally meet again..."

The fierce wind is everywhere, and the killing is everywhere. Leng junao is waving a long sword. He is majestic, breaking the mountains and rivers. The sharp cold light is coming to Leng Siyan, and the eagle's eyes are like ink splashing dye, spreading a thick fog.

Finally meet again? Leng Siyan's heart thumped for a moment. Before he had time to reflect on the deeper meaning of this sentence, he was ready to face the edge.

The cold light crisscross, the sword is sonorous, one black and one gold, the two figures are like two lightning, one gold and one silver. Under the two masks, the fierce cold light from the depth of the eagle's eyes is surprisingly similar.

With a bang, the army led by Leng junao broke through the gate.

Far away, there are also calls from the north. It seems that general Mu has some good news.

Kyoto fell.

The huge sound made Leng Siyan's mind in a trance. His hand holding the sword was slightly stiff. The next second, his wrist was in a sharp pain, and then his neck was cold.

The bright red blood drips down Leng Siyan's fingertips. He tries hard to hold the handle of the sword in his hand, but it falls to the ground with a clatter. His wrist seems to have been broken, and he can't make any effort at all.

With a light glance at the cold front on his neck, Leng Siyan tried to pretend to be calm and dignified: "treason will not come to a good end. If you rein in now, I can spare your life! A word from a gentleman is hard to trace. "

His words only got the other side's scornful cold Laughter: "well said! Rebellion will not come to a good end. For example, now you... "