Chapter 785： fight clues (2)

It's very dangerous, if the Lord hadn't set up a formation in this foggy forest, would these two people have followed directly to their territory, and the matter of the Lord and the island would not have been completely exposed.

In his heart, he secretly decided that he must report Xiao Yao's special abilities to the master, otherwise, the master will suffer a big loss if he fights with Xiao Yao after a year.

Xiao Yao picked it up and said, "Oh, so you know us!" It was a very positive tone.

When Xiao Yao said this, the man in black suddenly choked, but he quickly came to his senses and said, "A few months ago, the intermittent cream that made a sensation in the whole country, and the girlfriend of the crown prince who made a sensation in the capital, were full of reports. , isn't it normal to know you guys?"

Xiao Yao looked at him with a faint smile and said, "Really? But why do I see your reaction as not knowing me like this at all?" His reaction was completely unique to the sudden appearance of the target person.

The man in black didn't want to entangle with Xiao Yao any more, otherwise he would make himself more and more flaws.

The man in black said bluntly, "Xiao Yao, Leng Changrui, I advise you two to stay here, otherwise the consequences are beyond your imagination."

Xiao Yao suddenly said in a stern tone, "Stop talking nonsense. Today, no matter what, I'm going to make a foray. What is the pro-Longtan Tiger's Den, and what are the consequences?"

After speaking, Xiao Yao immediately started to fight. This time, after she came back, it was the first time she fought an ancient warrior. Thinking of this, Xiao Yao's excitement factor was about to move, and he hadn't had a real fight with anyone for a long time.

The man in black has a sword, and Xiao Yao directly under the dumbfounded expression of the man in black, a sword appeared out of thin air in her hand.

"Hongxiaojian!" The man in black shouted in surprise, "The one in your hand is actually the Hongxiaojian? How is it possible that the third most common female sword on the list of weapons a thousand years ago - the Hongxiaojian, was created five hundred years ago. It has disappeared, how could it be in your hands? That male sword, the Qingxiao Sword, is also in your hands?"

It also shocked him too much. It turned out that Xiao Shanshan's daughter was not only capable of strange techniques and unparalleled medicine, but also had the same ancient martial arts as them, but what disturbed him most was that this Xiao Shao has secrets they don't know. For example, they suddenly appeared in front of them like immortals, and Xiao Yao conjured things out of thin air. These are all unknown to their master.

Just as the black man was thinking about how to report to the Lord, Xiao Yao rushed over with his sword in hand.

Leng Changrui stood still, only watching the fight between the two very carefully and carefully, as if there was something wrong with the man in black, he would immediately kill the man in black under the sword.

Xiao Yao and the man in black started, with the strength of their inner strength, they instantly let the grass and lush green trees rise and fall like a gust of wind.

The hilt of Xiao Yao's Sword of Hongxiao is a red dragon carving. The blade is as sharp as autumn frost, exuding a sinister cold light.

Xiao Yao held the Hongxiao Sword and swung his martial arts a few times, the sword qi shrouded a tightly woven sword net, and then threw it directly at the man in black.

Although the sword in the hands of the man in black is not as famous as Xiao Yao, it is also a good sword that cuts iron like mud.

Under Xiao Yao's aggressive aura, he held a long sword in his hand, raised it with a single stroke, and made a stroke in the middle, like a bright moon volleying into the sky, with extraordinary aura, cracking Xiao Yao's moves one by one.

Xiao Yao was very surprised, the more he fought, the more vigorous he became, Xiao Yao leaped up, hovering in the air, his clothes fluttering in the wind. Switching to different moves and swordsmanship, he went straight to the man in black.

The more the man in black received the move, the more shocked he became. He gradually discovered that Xiao Yao's martial arts and swordsmanship had almost no flaws. He seemed to be passive from the beginning and fell into a disadvantage, so he could only passively endure it. Various moves forced by Xiao Yao.

He is almost certain now that Xiao Yao's martial arts are superior to him, but he doesn't know why she killed him without starting?

Seeing that the man in black might not be able to win against Xiao Yao, and there was a Leng Changrui staring at him, judging from the momentum he had just exuded, his internal strength in martial arts was more likely to be higher than his.

Therefore, he now has only two possible ending options, one is to escape into the foggy forest while they are not guarded; the other is to commit suicide directly.

However, now he had to report some of Xiao Yao's unusual secrets to the Lord, so he could only choose to escape, and he would not commit suicide unless it was a last resort.

The man in black was attentively looking for a flaw in Xiao Yao's tricks, and then took advantage of that flaw to break into the foggy forest.

However, the reality is skinny.

Leng Changrui, who was originally staring at their every move, immediately flew up at the moment when he was about to escape and turn around, and the palm of his inner strength directly slapped the man in black back to the grass.

The man in black fell to the ground in an instant, the sword handle fluttered, and the corners of his mouth bleed, he was obviously injured and fighting hard.

Although the man in black guessed that Leng Changrui might be able to use ancient martial arts and his internal strength in martial arts might be higher than his, he just didn't expect that this person was young, but he had at least a strong internal strength, and this internal strength is even more powerful than their master. No.

The man in black understood at this time that it was impossible for him to go back and report the letter, but he knew better that the current Xiao Yao and Leng Changrui were stronger than Xiao Shanshan and Rong Ye at the time, so it might be more difficult for the Lord to separate them.

The man in black is full of loyalty to the master in his heart, and he will die, but he will bite the poison of his teeth.

However, the sharp-eyed Leng Changrui unloaded his chin.

The open mouth of the man in black was full of anxiety and unwillingness at this time.

"Why, do you want to commit suicide?" Xiao Yao put away his sword, and walked over slowly and aggressively.

"Suzaku? Lord?" Xiao Yao thought deeply, "Senior brother, are you the one we've been looking for?" Judging from today's fight, it's very possible.

I thought that if my brother clicked on that person's acupuncture points and removed his chin, he might not be able to commit suicide.

However, what surprised the two of them was that after a while, the man became covered in black, and then a bug crawled out of his mouth, and then two, three... more and more, but What terrified Xiao Yao the most was that these worms burst out directly from his stomach in the end. Soon, there was only a piece of skin and skin-wrapped bones of the man, but not even a drop of blood flowed out.

"Ouch..." Xiao Yao's vomit sounded, followed by an angry voice, "Damn, it's poisonous again!" Last time, Qikong died of blood, but this time it was Bakong worm that killed her. Nothing was asked.

"Junior sister, at the very least, we know that this place is likely to be the entrance to those people, and it doesn't mean that we have achieved nothing." Leng Changrui persuaded, but his sharp and deep eyes stared at the barrier that was invisible to the previous few.

After the two men in black died, they tried to find the eye of the foggy forest, and then broke through the formation, but it was in vain. In the end, the two of them could only return without success. On the contrary, the monk could run away from the temple. Next time They come again.