Chapter 1360

When Shen Lang and his party appeared over the blue moon sword sect.

The sky and ground of Biyue sword sect are full of people.

When Shen Lang asked, a group of old guys of Biyue sword sect cried.

Where else can he go?

Don't you just want to escape from here and avoid your evil star?

As a result, your evil star is indeed a evil star. Unexpectedly, before people arrive, they first set up a border in an area of tens of thousands of miles. Is this to kill all the people?

But they dare not say that.

The people in the war god hall are also killed, the people in the demon God hall are also beaten, and the blood clan is also beaten. Really no one dares to challenge.

According to legend, hundreds of thousands of blood families died in the West wasteland of plague because of this man's appearance;

According to legend, the people in the demon temple were also beaten by him. No one dared to say no;

According to legend, the blue flag leader LAN Shishi and the black flag leader Shangguan of the God of war hall were invincible. They were killed by him when they displayed the eternal killing array "Wanlian sword array"

From ancient times to today, who has heard of such a cruel man?

And this peerless ferocious man now appears in Biyue sword sect!

Feng Yingna, the ancestor of the blue moon sword sect, said, "I don't know if Lord Shen Lang is far from here."

"Please come in and have a chat. I'm from Biyue sword school to wash the dust for you!"

Nalan Ziyan sneered and said, "the old guy has a thick skin. He just ran away and was blocked back by the border, but he can pretend to be nothing."

"What kind of wind do you take and what kind of dust do you wash? If you kill the night soul branch in the winter spring region, we will kill your Biyue sword sect."

"Old man, you don't think you can fool us with a casual word?"

Feng Ying and a group of old guys of Biyue sword sect immediately laughed and said, "this is a misunderstanding. It's definitely a misunderstanding."

"The night soul has no conflict of interest with our blue moon sword sect. Besides, we also know that this is the power of Lord Shen Lang. How can we move the night soul?"

"We old guys don't care much. It must be the current patriarch's ability to please Tianxing Pavilion!"

The old man pushed things clean in two words.

Before Nalan Ziyan could speak, Feng Ying turned his head and grabbed a middle-aged grey robed man with one hand.

It seems that this is Xia houwu, the current leader of Biyue sword sect.

Xia Hou Wu can teach a son like Xia Hou Yanbing. He is not a good bird himself.

The father and son used the blue moon sword sect as their backing to dominate the Lancang country in the winter spring region. They don't know how many good women they have ruined.

On the way here, Liu Feng, the helmsman of the night soul branch, has told Shen Lang several people.

At the moment, Shen Lang couldn't help sneering at Xia houwu.

This man has a decent face, a dignified appearance and a gentleman's appearance.

Behind the scenes, what they are doing is stealing, deceiving the world, stealing women and men.

The blue moon sword sect is said to be a famous and decent sect, but under his management, it is more hated than the demon sect!

In Zhongzhou winter spring area, Biyue sword sect is like a cancer, which makes all forces avoid it.

Even some evil Taoist sects who behave perversely and kill impermanently are not ashamed to be with them.

This is simply a door where grandpa doesn't love grandma and uncle want to kick when they see him.

Suddenly, Xia houwu, who was caught, turned his eyelids and said coldly, "I heard that Lord Shen Lang's cultivation is all over the sky. Now the fruit is extraordinary."

"I admire you for bringing back all the old guys who escaped."

"However, we deal with the night soul at the instigation of Tianxing Pavilion. You can easily find this. If Lord Shen Lang has this ability, he should go to Tianxing Pavilion instead of bullying the weak like us?"

Xia houwu is also the No. 1 figure. Even the ancestor of Biyue sword sect is panicked. He can be so calm and have the courage to stir up Shen waves.

Before Shen Lang spoke, Xia houwu tilted his mouth slightly and said, "in addition, everyone knows that some so-called patriarchs of the sect are actually just a chess piece placed in front of the sect."

"Most of the sect leaders are actually people with low talent and average cultivation."

"To put it bluntly, he is just a spokesman for the outside world."

"They are responsible for all trivial things or external microphones."

"Therefore, Lord Shen Lang will not believe what the old guy Feng Ying just said?"

"Without his advice? Give me a hundred courage, and I dare not move your people!"

However, in a few words, the man led the disaster to the ancestor of Biyue sword sect and sealed the shadow.

Feng Ying was so angry that his beard turned up. He wanted to kill Xia houwu several times, but when he saw Shen Lang's eyes, he could only swallow the murderous spirit.

How dare he move in front of Shen Lang?

"My Lord, you must not believe Xia houwu, a bastard. He is slandering me!" Feng Ying shouted.

With that, the old man turned around, glanced at the crowd below, threw his sleeve robe and caught a woman in the crowd.

The young woman struggled hard, but she was directly imprisoned by the film.

At this time, Feng Ying flattered Shen Lang and said, "look, sir, this is my great granddaughter, the first beauty in the winter spring region. As long as you are willing to let me go, I can dedicate the moon to you and give the whole blue moon sword sect to you!"

As soon as the voice fell, a man and a woman rushed up from below.

The man and woman were furious and pointed their long sword at Feng Ying.

The woman's lips trembled with anger: "your great granddaughter, you want to give it away! Old dog, you're not human!"

The young man only repeated one sentence: "let go of the stop month, let go of the stop month!"

Without waiting for the shadow sealing action, a group of people rushed up in the air and surrounded the man and woman just now.

"Shu Qing, do you know what you're doing? It's the time for the life and death of the Biyue sword sect. Stopping the moon is for the sacrifice of all our talents. Do you want to kill us all?"

"Yes, Shuqing, how can you be so selfish? Giving up one person to stop the month can save us all!"

"Drag Shu Qing and Fang Yu down. What are you doing here?"

A group of people trapped Shu Qing and Fang Yu and dragged them down.

No matter how Shu Qing and Fang Yu struggle, it's useless.

The immovable moon looked at the sky with empty eyes, and two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks.

The woman stayed there quietly, didn't make any sound, and was a little embarrassed.

But just like this, he still looks like an elf in the mountain forest.

She was wearing a simple green silk robe without any accessories, but the whole person looked natural and ethereal, making it difficult to look away at a glance.

However, her eyes are very empty at the moment, which is incompatible with her face and temperament.

Once a person's heart is like death, I'm afraid it will become like this.

The closed moon looked at the sky, and the clouds in the sky were rolling.

In troubled times, human life is as cheap as grass.

Yesterday, I was still talking about the world with my friends, saying that the flowers bloom and fade in front of the door and watching the clouds in the sky. Today, it has been reduced to a trade item, and there is a dilemma between life and death.

Human destiny is so impermanent and cruel.

If the devil from the West wasteland doesn't accept himself, all the people of Biyue sword sect will die and he can't avoid it;

And if the devil accepts himself, life will be worse than death in the future.

This world of the law of the jungle makes people love and hate.

If you can't choose, you can only listen to fate

Feng stopped the month, sighed in her heart and closed her eyes.

Here, Shen Lang and Nalan Ziyan on Qingyun crane's back looked at them and didn't speak.

But in everyone's cold eyes, there is a clear suppression of anger!

The despicability of human nature is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

Feng Ying abandoned the Biyue sword sect and ran away for his own sake.

Even deliberately did not inform these people, want them to stay and drag Shen waves.

Finally, he caught his great granddaughter out of the closed month and wanted to use the closed month in exchange for his rotten life.

In order to survive, the people of Biyue sword sect not only stopped Shu Qing and Fang Yu, but also scolded Shu Qing and Fang Yu for their selfishness.

When death comes, what else can't people do?

"Alas!" Xue Shiyin couldn't help saying, "it's a dark gold level sword sect. It's so unbearable from top to bottom. It's sad to be inferior to the devil sect."

Alice glanced at snow poetry and said timidly, "three of these tens of thousands of people are still alive."

Three people are still alive?

The little silly girl will occasionally pop out of her mouth one or two very philosophical words.

Shen Lang couldn't help looking at Alice. Alice threw out her tongue timidly.

The silence was almost the same. Shen Lang looked at the shadow with a smile and said, "are you going to give me the month of closure in your hand?"

Feng Ying was very nervous and nodded: "yes, yes!"

"Your Excellency, look at my great granddaughter. Although she is not as good as several confidants around you, she won't be much worse!"

"I hope adults will bypass the little old man for the sake of stopping the month!"

"This woman is very nice." Shen Lang nodded slightly, "you can consider it."

With a brush, Nalan Ziyan and Xue Shiyin's murderous eyes all focused on Shen Lang.

Shen Lang pretended not to see. He glanced at the crowd of Biyue sword sect and asked faintly, "it's just one. I'm afraid it's not enough?"

The whole Biyue sword sect is boiling!

When the figure flashed, many people caught the women around them and brought them to Shen Lang!

"My Lord, as long as you let us go, the whole women of Biyue sword sect are yours!"

"We are all willing to submit to adults and make cattle and horses for adults!"

"Please accept our little meaning. This is our respect for others!"

The noisy blue moon sword sect made Nalan Ziyan's face more and more ugly.

At this time, Shen Lang's eyes fell down again.

In Biyue sword sect, some people looked at themselves with hatred, but did not make any action.

Shen Lang looked coldly at the people below: "aren't you afraid of death?"

It was at this time that Shu Qing broke free and shouted angrily, "beast! Not everyone is as afraid of death as they are!"

"If you dare to spoil the women of our Biyue sword sect and stop the moon, I won't let you go!"

Shen Lang shook his head and said, "I'm not afraid of people. How can I be afraid of ghosts?"

"You like to stop the month, don't you?"

"Give you a chance to persuade Ting Yue to be willing to follow me, and I'll save your life."

"Otherwise, I'll drive you to death!"