The Ancestor of our Sect Isn’t Acting like an Elder

When the destruction comes, it must be the situation in front of you.

A part of the original dense forest was hollowed out, forming an empty area not close to the living.

Countless trees with sharp cross-sections were cut off, and the fallen leaves in the True Qi swayed into flying knives and arrows, the ground was hollowed out by the sword light, and the splashed stones even penetrated rough. Tree trunks embraced by people.

And the culprit is the sleek Elderly.

Elderly stands in a recessed position, and eight eye-catching sword marks radiate deeply into the ground, spreading countless traces of cracks.

He stands like a pine, like an unshakable mountain, unscathed, but his coat is completely incomplete. The sword flickered by the right hand is bright radiance.

Ye Lingmen looked old and his hair was as gray as snow.

However, it was torn in strips, as if it was just under the top of the rag hanging on the body, but the exposed flesh was extremely refined, glowing with a jade stone-like luster, which was obviously long-lasting Exercise, the product of being nurtured by Spiritual Qi for countless years.

What’s more amazing is the power hidden within Elderly within the body.

Usually, True Qi, which is not exposed, is condensed in Elderly within the body. Once it is fully activated, the violent aura generated will be like the waves of a rushing river, sweeping hot and brutal.

The violent current rolled in all directions, lifted off the dust and fallen leaves, and pushed the fallen branches of the trees on the ground. The Heaven and Earth around the source are unnaturally twisted, like a mirage. It blurs Elderly’s silhouette.

Even though hiding a considerable distance away, Beiming Youyu can still feel the aura of Ye Lingmen.

The majestic breath seemed to be squeezed from all directions, tightly squeezing herself like an invisible big hand, and taught her that she had difficulty breathing and was extremely depressed.

Beiming Youyu only felt that her body had become extra heavy, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat inadvertently.

I can only say that Ye Lingmen’s title of “World’s First Person” is not in vain.

The girl thought to him, she might not be able to take many swords, she would have to end up in a different place.

──Some people never allow others to profanity.

However, as black and white as the opposite ends of Ye Lingmen, the black silhouette that contained almost all the breath in the lovable body, but withstood the impact of the torrent.

Black’s feathers continue to dissipate and are swept away by the True Qi turbulence generated by the battle.

The faintly discernible phantom that has been ravaged by it, relying on its subtle movement skills, like a ghost, suddenly left, suddenly right, continuously shifting its position, attacking Elderly from different directions.

Her light body is like a small boat breaking through the waves, even if it is swaying again, it will not be destroyed.

“Bad Killer Ji” cannot harm “Eight Sects Sword”.

Similarly, Ye Lingmen’s attack could not reach the Night Crow.

The battle situation is stuck in a delicate balance and stalemate. The boundary is constantly swaying from side to side, but the two ends seem to be firmly fixed by nails, just not completely deviating.

Unexpectedly strong, and unexpectedly weak.

To make the battle fall to one side, a straw that is as light as nothing is more than enough.

──There are fish in Beiming enough to be that straw.

It’s just that she still hesitated until now.

Where to shoot her arrow, the girl has not yet made a decision.

The battle at the other end has a heated trend. Both sides seem to be dissatisfied with the current stalemate and have the idea to break the deadlock.

The first to act was Ye Lingmen.

When the Night Crow walked around behind him and stabbed a fierce blow──

“The door was closed!”

He roared loudly and stabbed back Out of a sword.

The sword shakes.

The sword flower turns into countless sword light illusory shadows.

These sword lights are all condensed by True Qi, gleaming with the extremely sharp and introverted golden light, and flew towards the night crow like a powerful shot through the forest.

For an instant, the night crow seemed to be a moth to the fire.

Seeing that the tip of the sword is about to penetrate her body, all the sword light’s flying momentum suddenly slows down, and finally it seems to be frozen in the air to stand still.

The real sword light is covered with black silk threads.

I don’t know when, Ye Crow woven a large airtight net with silk thread, entangled all the sword light.

The closest point of the sword was only three inches away from the center of her brow.

For such a short distance, for the speedy night crow, it can be crossed in less than a breath. This means that as long as she is a little careless, if the calculation is wrong, the sword light will undoubtedly pierce the skin of her forehead.

However, no matter how short the distance is, it is still distance.

The sword light was cut to pieces by the silk thread.

The black silhouette walks through the scattered light chips, like an erratic cloth, cutting straight into Ye Lingmen’s arms.

Ye Lingmen’s eyes are filled with black.

The wings behind the night crow’s waist stretched out as much as possible, and the feathers draped on it rose up without wind, suddenly shot out, and rained toward Ye Lingmen at very close range.

Almost at the same time, the dagger in her hand turned into a starburst at an extremely tricky angle.

It’s like all the stars falling from the sky, as many feathers and eyes as the stars, there is no way to dodge that number, let alone the real murderous intention hiding in the arrow rain.

Ye Lingmen didn’t mean to dodge at all, staring at Ye Crow awe-inspiringly, his chest still straight.

Then he raised his sword.

When the sword falls, a sword energy is drawn.

The dazzling light that broke out at close range was rolled up like a violent wind, blowing away the black feathers that were about to reach the body, and the sword blade slashed through it. Sword edge hit the tip of the black dagger with the blade face while turning.

The two blades suddenly stopped.

In the next moment, the Night Crow was hit by a rampaging bison in the abdomen, and his whole body bent backwards, following the impact of the sharp blades that diverged, following an almost horizontal trajectory Flew out suddenly.

She crashed into the jungle like a cannonball, and several trees along the path fell like a Bone Token one after another.

Seeing that the Night Crow was hit hard, Bei Ming Youyu’s eyes widened in disbelief, almost exclaiming. In her impression, she had never seen the unpredictable “Slaying Ji” ever hit even once.

──Even though it was just shocked by Qiao Jin.

“The disobedient baby should have a lesson.”

Ye Lingmen took a step forward, and the energy lost in the steps filled the floor with black feathers.

He raised his sword twice.

at first, it’s just a star point light.

A single spark can start a prairie fire. The light burst from the sword’s handguard, like a blooming white flower. Pieces of light emerged one after another, and then wrapped layer by layer on the sword body and extended to the sky.

Ye Lingmen raised his hand higher and higher, the flame-like light seemed to touch the sky.

“…the sky is flying.”

Beijing Youyu recognizes that Jianguang’s true body, and knows that it is the most arrogant sword technique in the Heavenly Jade Sword Manual A trick.

Well, that is the light of destruction that is pursuing destructive power at all costs.

She has a hunch that when the sword light cuts down, everything it touches will be turned into ashes. The atmosphere of the forest stone, even the silent night crows will be destroyed in the light.

At this moment, Beiming Yuyu raised her longbow subconsciously.

She didn’t know why she framed the bow, she reacted purely instinctively, until the arrow condensed between the bow and the string, she realized that she wanted to relieve the night crow.

She realized it, so the arrow was not sent.

That was a sudden thought──

If she moved the arrow tip to the position where the night crow was, and helped Ye Ling’s goalkeeper kill the night crow, would she just Being able to be liberated from the deep-seated fear, will it be able to get rid of that shadowy death?

So what about failure?

There is only one result of betrayal, that is, passing away in the dark, and the dead will never be the only fish in Beiming.

──“Now, will you help me? Yuehu.”

──“It’s okay, I can ask you to help me. If you don’t help me, I’ll kill your yearn for day and night.”

The girl still remembers the cold touch of her hand touching her cheek when the night crow threatened her, and the words The beauty of red lips.

None of the people who were bitten by the sight of “Killing Ji” can escape death.

After years of precipitation, this concept seems to have become an inscribed truth. The girl cannot shake it away and get rid of it. Perhaps it will be influenced throughout her life.

However, she did not want to give up hope.

She hesitated and irritated.

The arrow full of strings in the girl’s hands wobbly, aiming at Ye Lingmen for a while, and at the depths of the forest again, like a small boat swinging on the sea.

In the end, her arrow did not leave the string.

The sword light did not fall.

It’s like warning her not to act rashly to commit dangers–

Countless silk threads are spit out in the forest. Those black threads seem to connect the forest and the sword light. , Wrapped in countless trees, stretched the vines into the air, and heavily tied the sword light that had not been cut down.

At that moment, the light capable of destroying and shattering anything became a prey in the spider web.

The interwoven silk thread is filled with True Qi, not afraid of the sharpness of the sword light, and quickly tightened. The stiff and insufficiently flexible Tianfei Liu Jianguang made a harsh sound like scratching metal, and was finally strangled Got to be crushed.

At the same time, a little black appeared behind Ye Lingmen.

As if the void had been poked out of a hole, a piece of black cloth was drilled out of it, and the black shadow was spinning and unfolding, and the pieces of cloth swirled and danced, and the dagger pierced fiercely from the center.

“…Form Displacement Shadow.”

Ye Lingmen’s face was calm, and the sword edge snapped back between deep frowns.

Said it is too late and then fast, but the dagger escaped into the void again before the collision, and the long sword cut the void. Without collecting the sword, Ye Lingmen turned around, and the long sword split to the rear.

A burst of sparks burst out of thin air.

At the moment of the sword-dagger confrontation, the silhouette of the Night Crow was forced to be stripped from the darkness, dragging a faintly discernible bright red ripple, and tossing it out in a gentle arc.

“Kill Ji” seems to be injured.

During the two sword and dagger combat, Ye Lingmen used his skill to penetrate into her within the body, and the damage caused finally made her vent a mouthful of blood.

The battle situation seems to be leaning towards Ye Lingmen.

──It seems.

Ye Lingmen pressed his body down and rushed out, taking advantage of the victory and pursuing it clearly.

The distance between each other shrank rapidly, and the Night Crow turned around in the air to prepare to land, and Ye Lingmen had already arrived in front of her.

His sword can already touch the night crow.

However, the corners of Night Crow’s mouth suddenly raised strangely, like a trickery.

Ye Lingmen, who knew what was wrong, reacted swiftly. He immediately propped his right foot forward and flew back with strength. As a result, the distance between the two of them hadn’t been widened much, and his body staggered for a while, as if hitting the water, he stepped back to stand still, and the whole person shook abruptly and almost fell to the ground.

“en?”

The foot was tightly entangled with something, Ye Lingmen immediately looked down.

“Uh…”

Countless threads cling to the ground, wandering among the weeds on the ground, rolling out from the bottom of the night crow’s feet, unconsciously already all over In a large area, tied Ye Lingmen’s feet to the ground.

Before the incident happened, Ye Lingmen didn’t notice it. The reason was that those silk threads were woven from night crow feathers and had certain dark crow characteristics. It suppresses the breath.

Ye Lingmen couldn’t get out for a while.

He raised his sword to cut the silk thread, but before that, it was like spring water erupting, and more silk thread climbed onto Ye Lingmen’s body, spreading all the way up, tangling him Hands and long sword.

There are also silk threads in the sleeves of Night Crows that drilled out like snakes, twisted into a few strands of black rope like hemp rope, tied Ye Lingmen’s limbs, and further restricted his movement .

“Big Brother Ye, you are careless.”

The blood-stained lips are extremely coquettish.

Ye Crow showed a faint smile, and his gaze flowed out with a tongue like cherry blossom petals, and slowly licked his lips, the whole person was very charming.

Ye Lingmen, who was ridiculed, was still calm, as if the sky had fallen, without a trace of surprise.

“You, think you can tie me up? Ye girl, do you think you can really tie me up with these baubles?”

Ye Crow was silent and did not answer.

But Elderly’s eyes widened suddenly, and a roar that resounded across the sky:

“My baby, don’t underestimate people!”

Elderly exhausted Pulling with all his strength on the silk thread that tied his sword-holding hand, the muscles bulged high and broke the tightening silk thread. Seeing that Ye Lingmen’s sword was about to regain his freedom, Ye Crow grabbed the black rope around the opponent’s right hand and tightened it, trying to contain the opponent’s actions.

“…”

The Night Crow was forced to take a step forward.

In the pure brute force matchup, the Night Crow is obviously inferior to Ye Lingmen. When his right hand was pulled back, he actually pulled her toward him by the already tight black rope.

Moreover, misfortune never comes alone. Ye Lingmen’s left hand also broke the silk thread wrapped around it, and grabbed the other black rope with his wrist turned, and kept winding the rope like a winch.

Ye Crow couldn’t resist the other party’s summon, dragging its feet on the ground, step by step leaning against Ye Lingmen. Even though the distance between the two sides is zero, it is the time of his own death, the Night Crow has no intention of breaking the thread.

Beiming Youyu knows what she is thinking about-perhaps, knows what she is expecting.

Because, “Killing Ji”‘s deep and secluded gaze crossed Ye Lingmen, wrapped Death Aura, and accurately cast her on her body, biting her gaze.

──”Raise your bow.”

──”Shoot him.”

──”Only in this way can you survive.”

──”Quickly.”

Ye Crow’s sweet voice seemed to be conveyed by sight, echoing in the soul of Beiming Youyu’s ear.

Just like when we first met many years ago.

Her voice is as sweet as honey, with a hint of enchantment, but it can’t hide the meaning of killing that cannot be hidden.