The night sinks like ink. The mountain wind is like tide.

The smell of blood was strong, and I don’t know where to go with the wind. However, at dawn, someone found that the remaining limbs were all over the ground and piles of broken blades, which might have scared the souls to scatter.

Not to mention others, the 15 surviving people were already in their hearts with bright but light eyes, and their calves were trembling. Facing Li Haoran, they sadly discovered that they could not have the slightest desire to fight. For a martial arts figure, death is not scary, but what is scary is that they have no desire to fight. Once a person has no desire to fight, there is only one way to die.

When they were in a dilemma, Li Haoran spoke, and he said lightly: "If you want to live, tell the secret here, and if you want to die, go together!" His tone was plain, just like the ancient well without waves, and he couldn't have any ripple.

Even so, these people are still afraid. Even ants live secretly, let alone those of all spirits. Who doesn’t want to live? He can give them a choice, but do they have the right to choose to live? Li Haoran didn’t know, but they knew it themselves. When they looked at each other, they suddenly shouted: “He dies, we live.”

He didn't dare to say a word because he was afraid that the devil would see the fear in his heart, but he didn't know that just these five words had already revealed the fear in his heart, because his voice had trembled.

Yu Yong rose up and fifteen people attacked at the same time. In order to survive, they performed their abilities extraordinary.

Suddenly, Li Haoran had no fear of this organization. So what if there were many experts? How long could an inhumane organization last? He didn't know, but he knew that this organization might not be nostalgic for apart from the harsh laws.

The people in front of them are also very sad. No matter how high the martial arts are, what's the use? At best, they are just chess pieces that others compete for profit. Since they are chess pieces, then their result is only the same, that is death.

There are enough murders. Li Haoran, who is in the martial arts world, has a little fatigue and mental fatigue. He swears that if he runs away like this, he will not chase him, just like the first ten people. Perhaps the fifteen people in front of him are afraid that they will not be able to escape the disaster on the way to escape, so work hard!

At this moment, Li Haoran was furious and murderous intent surged again, because there were three things that were ignorant of life and death, and they actually waved their swords to attack the delicate and delicate Cheng Ying. The dragon had reverse scales and would die if it touched.

Li Haoran also has Ni Lin, who is his relatives and friends. As Duan Susu guessed, his feelings were his only flaw.

Three first-class masters who are no less than Huang Rong are dancing in the anime sword curtain, attacking Cheng Ying, who is gentle and ruthlessly. They can already see that as long as Cheng Ying is injured, the unrivaled Li Haoran will definitely lose his mind. At that time, they not only have hope of life, but also may kill this demon-like man in one fell swoop.

The sword was cold and the sword energy came, but Cheng Ying was not afraid of favor and disgrace. She knew that as long as he was there, she would be safe and sound.

Sure enough, Li Haoran was furious and shouted violently. His five fingers trembled like a spiritual snake, and six sword energy shot out. The three of them tried their best to shoot the sword without leaving any strength. The whole body was exposed. Facing the sinister sword energy, everyone was shocked and rolled on the ground. They had been hit by several swords on their bodies, and blood flowed into the hole.

Fearing that this incident would happen again, Li Haoran simply flashed to Cheng Ying's side, abandoned the sword to the ground, and moved his fingers. At that moment, the sword energy attacked like a storm.

The "Shaoshang Sword Technique" has a very strict atmosphere, like thousands of troops galloping, spears and halberds, and yellow sand thousands of miles away; the "Shangyang Sword Technique" is light and clever, just like the two swallows flying among the willows in spring, high and low, turning around and wishful.

With these two sword techniques alone, the remaining twelve people were beaten high and low, and dodged east and avoided the west.

Li Haoran's eyes were cold, and his hands suddenly bounced sharply, and dozens of swords were drawn out in succession. The swords and swords were all Shao Shang's sword techniques. Dozens of sword energy were opened and closed, with a magnificent spirit, which was quite stunning and storm.

Suddenly, a series of clear sounds of "papapapapapapa...", the weapons of the twelve people were cut off by the invincible Shao Shang sword energy, and turned into about twenty or thirty pieces, flying into the air, flashing white light.

At this moment, Li Haoran shouted loudly, and his fingers were handed together, slashing out one after another. But he saw countless huge fire phoenixes dragging long flames towards the twelve people.

The power of "Hundred Phoenixes Rising to the Sun" has long been seen by the twelve people. This time, the power was even more powerful. Everyone was so scared that they were out of their minds and tried their best to expose their palms. However, facing the majestic sea, the river stream could not escape the fate of being swallowed.

There was a loud "boom" sound, and the explosion continued. The twelve people were shocked by Li Haoran's palm, and they could not survive.

Li Haoran suddenly moved, caught a person in the air, suddenly started to move the "soul-moving **" and whispered: "Where is the secret of Qixia Ridge? How to get there?"

The man was like listening to the sound of the immortal, and said in a speechless voice: "Secret, secret, just walk up two miles in the Golden Drum Cave, then go east, under the rock wall, down, that's it."

Li Haoran threw it away casually, picked up the heavy black iron sword, hugged Cheng Ying, jumped up, followed the man's guidance, and stepped on several tips along the way. Within a moment, he had already walked two miles and walked east for more than five miles.

The two suddenly found thick smoke rising in front of them, flames soaring into the sky, firewood and grass burning, and shouting endlessly. It was obvious that someone was having an arduous battle here.

The two of them simply flew away in lightning, hid on the top of the tree, looking down at the front. But they saw a group of people east and west under the rock wall, hundreds of people fighting in a hurry. With the light of fire, Li Haoran found that there were more than 40 people holding strong bows on the periphery, staring at the fire circle tightly.

At this moment, an old man was shouting proudly: "Bixiao Dragon King Nalan Suxin, you Ming Cult worshipped fire as the god. Now, the flames and stunning sky are accompanying you to the Pure Land, there is no need to thank us!"

Li Haoran thought to himself: "No wonder there were no people from the Ming Cult at the grand event during the day. It turned out that they were all here! There were many obstacles along the way. I guess those who made arrangements made by those who were afraid that someone from the Ming Cult came to help, but I didn't expect that I helped the Ming Cult unintentionally. Judging from the current situation, the Ming Cult is already in danger. Fortunately, I was not late. I hope Li Ningyan is not dead yet."

Another man shouted, "Naran Suxin, we advise you to surrender and surrender. You are stubborn and disobedient. From now on, there will be no such person as Bixiao Dragon King in the martial arts world."

The man earlier shouted: "You can't blame us for being ruthless and ruthless. We have to blame ourselves for being stubborn and tired of many outstanding scholars for losing their lives in vain. It's a pity. Haha, haha!"

Seeing that the fire below was getting stronger and stronger, it was obvious that the Ming Cult and his party were trapped in the fire and could not move under the pressure of the bow and arrow.

Cheng Ying blew like a lantern and said quietly: "Brother, I finally have a chance to meet you. Please save her."

Li Haoran nodded. Even if Cheng Ying didn't say it, he would help him. So he told her not to come out for the time being and wait until she got rid of these archers. Cheng Ying knew her ability and agreed readily.

Li Haoran held the sword in his hand and jumped quietly. Before he could land, he had already stepped on the branches and flew out like lightning. The sword-like sword-like lightning cut off the throats of more than ten archers in an instant. Due to the huge fire and the whistle of the wind, no one noticed it under his deliberate actions.

He breathed a sigh of relief and continued his beheading operation. The archers' martial arts were mediocre, but even if they reacted, they would not help under his ghostly body skills.

After a while, Li Haoran had wiped out all the more than 40 people. He fell to the ground, roared to the sky, summoned Cheng Ying down, Cheng Ying jumped and walked quickly to Li Haoran.

The sudden roar shook the mountains and forests, and both sides were stunned. They didn't know whether this master was an enemy or a friend. The people in the Ming Cult were trapped for a long time and thought that it was the other party who came to reinforce the master, and they were even more frightened.

Li Haoran knew that the situation was critical, and only by cutting the mess quickly and killing the enemy could he save the Ming Cult from danger. He glanced around the battlefield and finally found that Li Ningyan was fighting with three men, struggling to resist without any retaliation. The white dress was stained with blood, which seemed to have suffered a lot of trauma.

Li Haoran was furious and quickly took the mysterious steps and jumped over. He saw a flash of green light and a long sword stabbed towards him. He didn't even look at him. He sent a heavy sword to stab the man's throat and entered the tent.

He had already rushed to Li Ningyan's body, stabbed a man's vest with one sword, and then passed through another man's stern. The third man raised the steel whip and was about to smash it down on Li Ningyan's to the top of Li Haoran's head, and a sharp and yang sword energy burst out, leaving a blood hole the size of a thumb in front of his forehead.

Li Ningyan's face was pale, and she showed a hint of comforting smile, and said, "Cousin, you are finally here!" Before he finished speaking, the sword fell to the ground and the person had fallen straight down.

Li Ningyan fought for a long time and was already exhausted. She struggled to support her entirely by will. At this moment, when she saw Li Haoran, she couldn't help but relax. She fainted because she was overdrawn.

Li Haoran reached out and took her soft body. She found that her breath was weak, but she had no worries about life. She felt relieved. Looking at Cheng Ying, who was rushing to the scene, she whispered: "Ying'er, you hold her."

Cheng Ying's long sword was sheathed, and she hugged Li Haoran's arms. She found that her chest was stained with blood. She frowned and said, "Brother, her injuries are not light."

Li Haoran killed two invading enemies with one sword and shouted: "The current situation cannot be ignored. You can stop her wound first." Cheng Ying made a quick move and sealed the bleeding wound.

Li Haoran saw that the two men in high-end costumes who were sending horses were attacked by six good men in great hurry. He led Cheng Ying and jumped over, leaping over, sweeping three swords, one mid-slump abdomen, one mid-super chest, and one broke the right wrist. The three enemies were killed and one injured. When they turned around, the long swords were everywhere, and the three masters who were fighting with the two men fell to the ground in a terrible cry.

The two men breathed a sigh of relief and said in unison: "Nalanshan, Nalanfeng thanks the young master for saving his life."

Li Haoran waved his hand, pointed at Cheng Ying, and whispered to them: "Stop talking nonsense, Li Ningyan is seriously injured. Now Ying'er will deal with it urgently. You two are not moving here, so be sure to ensure their safety."

Nalan Mountain, Nalan Feng looked at each other, looked firm, and said in unison: "Don't worry, young master, if the enemy wants to hurt the two girls, you must step past our brother's body first." Li Haoran nodded and gave Cheng Ying a careful look. The man had already rushed to the battle group on Nalan Suxin's side.
Chapter completed!