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Zhang Lingluo responded, "Okay."

Zhang Lingluo knew very well that Dizong would not have thought that she was the second lady of the Zhang clan, so the road to the Zhang clan would definitely be full of dangers.

This is actually the most dangerous path. Of course, the mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole is behind her. She will also think of what the enemy thinks.

In all the preparations for tonight, Wei Wushi's appearance was an accident, and Wei Wushi was the only thing she was afraid of, so she had another plan, planning to use Lu Wenlin's death to force the four clans in Wuzhong to turn against Dizong.

As long as Gu Xuan is willing to make a move, Wei Wushi is nothing to be afraid of.

Of course, it was an accident that Zhang Lingxiao was also in the flower selection, and it was not Zhang Lingluo's wish to implicate her elder brother in it.

Halfway away from Zhongyi Garden, a man stood in the middle of the street, wearing gray clothes and a bamboo hat, standing with his back.

Regardless of the aura of this man who is in charge of all men, this dress is undoubtedly the same as that of ordinary people.

Zhang Lingxiao asked loudly: "Who is your honor?"

The person turned around slowly, the bamboo hat covered the upper part of his face, only his chin was unusually square with sharp edges and corners.

"The Disciple Long San was ordered by Kunnv to behead Xuanzong's demon girl Zhang Lingluo here."

Zhang Lingxiao said in surprise: "One of the three envoys of the Dizong abstains from disciple Long San!"

Disciple Long San was originally a disciple of the Buddhist sect, but because of his instinct to kill, he was not tolerated by the Buddhist sect, and later transferred to the sect of the Earth sect for unknown reasons.

Zhang Lingxiao looked at the saber on Long San's waist, that saber should be Shimen's treasured saber, Buddha Ci.

The Shimen Jiedao cannot kill living beings, but can only be used for six purposes-cutting skin, cutting armor, breaking sores, cutting clothes, cutting clothes, and purifying fruit.

Buddha Ci's Precept Saber is even more a Merciful Saber, blunt and without a sharp edge, because of its hard nature, it can never be sharpened.

It is said that Long San's master gave this kind sword to Long San, originally wanting Long San to restrain his murderous nature, but how did Long San abruptly turn this kind sword into a magic sword.

Zhang Lingluo giggled: "I'm a demon girl, so what is Chen Qinglan a demon, uh... a coquettish bitch?"

Zhang Lingxiao took out the small brass bell hanging on his chest from the skirt of his clothes, shook it lightly but made no sound.

Zhang Lingluo looked at the elder brother with deep meaning. The small copper bell hanging on the elder brother's chest is called Tianling. There are two yin and yang in total. One of them shakes and the other resonates and shakes even if the distance is several miles away. The sound is faint. .

Obviously, the elder brother's move is calling for the masters of the Zhang family to come.

Long San directly pulled out the Jiedao Foci, it was indeed a knife so blunt that the blade could not be seen.

Zhang Lingxiao intentionally procrastinated: "Wait a minute, that knife in your hand is Shimen's treasured knife, Buddha Ci?"

Long San replied: "If you have eyesight, it is the precious sword and Buddha's kindness."

Zhang Lingxiao said: "I heard that Jie Dao has only six uses, skin cutting, armor cutting, sores breaking, clothing cutting, clothes cutting, and fruit purification, but why do you use this Buddhist Mercy Dao to kill people?"

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Long San paused for a moment, and the teacher's careful teachings echoed in his mind, and the nagging was like Buddhist scriptures, which made him upset.

On the one hand, he was born with a killing instinct, and on the other hand, he was influenced by outsiders. Long San's hand holding Jie Dao trembled, and he was in a very tangled conflict.

Finally, his nature was the same, and he roared: "Kill!"

A Hong Zhonghou's voice came: "The sword king is here, who dares to be presumptuous."

Wei San's voice arrives, the person arrives, and the knife arrives.

The Weisheng Baodao in his hand went up to meet him.

The Weisheng Baodao has a thick blade and is famous for its chaotic hardness and omnipotence. It does not win by sharpness and is used by powerful people.

Foci is even more blunt and has no sharp edge, even after thousands of times of sharpening, it is known as the most blunt knife in the world.

But I don't know which of these two treasured swords is more powerful, you will know immediately!

The two knives collided together, there was sound but no starlight, both were so hard that there was no spark from the friction.

As soon as they clashed with each other, Long San quickly took a step back, but this step was more than three feet. He stood firm, and the bamboo hat flew down from his head, revealing his full face.

But he has no hair on the top of his head, is bald, and his appearance is rounded up and down, very weird, not like a human being, but like a clay puppet that has been kneaded and accidentally fell to the ground and broke its shape.

Zhang Lingluo laughed loudly: "It stinks worse than a dog."

Long San narrowed his eyes into a slit, forced out a trace of coldness, and said angrily: "I'll kill you!"

He slashed towards Zhang Lingluo with a single blow, how could Wei Sanren allow Long San to succeed, blocking the two of them with the horizontal sword.

The two knives collided again, like the dull sound of a bell, but it was enough to make the eardrums tremble.

Standing on top of Wei Sanren, the two of them felt a strong wind blowing by, and their clothes fluttered close to their skin.

This is not an opponent that can be resolved immediately, and I am afraid that it will go through a hard battle. Wei Sanren said: "Young master, miss, you go back first, and leave this person to me."

Zhang Lingluo gently lifted her hair that was disheveled by the strong wind with her fingers, and said with a smile, "No hurry, Mr. Wei, I will fight for you."

In order to deal with her, even Wei Wushi came, it is impossible that only the madman Long San is a master.

Everyone is secretly playing games with each other. Dizong wants to eliminate all masters of Xuanzong in Suzhou, and Zhang Lingluo also wants to eliminate future troubles once and for all.

Where can she hide, she has no plan to hide tonight, her coach is the best bait.

Wei Sanren stopped persuading, and the two fought again.

A knife has no sharpness, so naturally it does not rely on the subtlety of the knife to win, it all depends on its strength and weight,

Long San was like a madman, one strike after another.

Fighting with knife and force is exactly what Wei Sanren likes.

With every cut, the big swords cancel each other out, but the aftermath still cracks the surrounding walls.

If either side gains a point, the surrounding houses can be razed to the ground with one blow.

The sound of the blade colliding was separated from the sound of the terrified fleeing of the surrounding civilians. They no longer dared to shrink back and wait for death, and fled this place of right and wrong.

Zhang Lingxiao was benevolent, raised his sword and knocked down the flying tiles and flying rocks, and protected the people in the surrounding houses to escape, so as not to hurt innocent people.

After dozens of knives, Long San finally stopped first, breathing heavily.

And Wei San holds a treasured sword in his hand and is mighty, standing proudly and arrogantly.

After dozens of knives, he also consumed a lot of zhenqi, and his qi and blood fluttered. Why did he encounter this kind of abnormality every time, and his reputation as the king of swords almost disappeared.

Long San finally asked aloud: "Who are you?"

"Knife King Wei Sanren!"

"What a sword king, you are the only one who can survive dozens of stabs from me in more than ten years."

"Small nonsense, you are already at the end of your battle, and you will die!"

After the sword king said, he slashed out with a knife, and the power of the true energy knife completely enveloped Long San. This knife, Long San couldn't dodge. Under the knife fight, his true energy was consumed hugely, and he couldn't resist. The only way was to die.

At this moment, sparkling objects drifted down from the sky soundlessly, like snow.

This season has not yet snowed, Zhang Lingluo shouted out: "Mr. Wei be careful, hold your knife and hold your breath."

At this moment, Wei Sanren's Qi points all over his body were in a state of great vomiting, he had to withdraw his knife first if he wanted to hold his breath, Long San escaped unharmed.

Despite the protective qi, the sparkling matter melted and fell on Wei Sanren's clothes, corroding the clothes.

Surprised, Wei San hurriedly tore off his outer robe.

The robe thrown on the ground was like a rapidly withering flower, which soon turned gray, and was turned into ashes by the evening wind, leaving nothing behind.

A figure draped plain silk on its shoulders, dressed in a compact gauze dress with exquisite curves, and its snow-white skin glowed like a fairy, slowly lowered its hand from the sky towards a black silk umbrella.

Sparkling things are flying, her posture is graceful, and the gauze is soft and light, which makes people dazzled. The black silk umbrella in her hand is contrasted with the white clothes, but it gives people a stronger visual impact.

The feet with only white socks landed on the ground, as light as a pair of white lotus flowers floating in the water.

The posture is gorgeous and noble, but the face is formless.

What is formless? It's not that there is no expression on the face, but that the five sense organs are invisible, and there is only one mass.

Zhang Lingxiao only saw her faceless face, and immediately blurted out: "White Lotus, one of the three envoys of Dizong."

Zhang Lingluo smiled and said: "Two of the three envoys of the Dizong have come, it seems that they must take my life tonight."

As the mortal enemy of Dizong, Xuanzong didn't understand the details of Dizong. She knew that the white lotus was coming when those sparkling things floated down.

That sparkling thing can not only melt flesh and bones, but the most terrifying thing is that it can silently dissolve the body-protecting true energy of people in martial arts.

If you rely on the body protection to cover your body with true energy and ignore these sparkling things, you will be killed. Many masters have died in her hands before they really fought against Bai Lianhua.

That's why she told Wei Sanren to withdraw his sword and hold his breath just now.

Bai Lianhua faced Zhang Lingluo. She had no facial features, so naturally she had no eyes, but this face was even more eerie in the dark.

Wei Sanren snorted: "What kind of monsters and goblins, eat my knife from Wei."

After all, he slashed out with a single knife, and the fight with Long San had already consumed a lot of his true energy, and another master of the same level would have to fight quickly.

Bai Lianhua dodged the knife in a strange way, and then thick fog appeared around him strangely, and that exquisite and graceful figure also disappeared in the thick fog.

Generally speaking, people in martial arts have keen senses, they can hear even if they can't see, and can feel the breath even if they can't hear, let alone a master of Wei Sanren's level.

But the strange thing is that Wei Sanren can't feel the white lotus at all at this moment, probably due to the influence of this strange thick fog.

He was careful and vigilant, even in the dense fog where he could hide his breath, he could still find and grasp the opponent's location when the opponent's true energy flowed the moment he made a move.

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Zhang Lingluo reminded: "Mr. Wei, block the Qi points all over your body. Once this dense mist is inhaled, it will fill the body. Immortals cannot save it."

Wei Sanren cursed inwardly, Damn it, his saber is wide open and closed, every knife is a circle with the outside world, making him block the Qi acupoints is equivalent to cutting off his heel.

Now there is only one kill.

At this moment, he felt the flow of true qi sensitively, and shouted: "Surrender!"

A knife cut towards the place where the white lotus was, but it cut through the air.

At the same time, a practice belt struck from another direction.

Well done, Wei Sanren turned his saber around the training belt and pulled it hard, but the training belt shrank back flexibly and strangely.

Under the dense fog, the white lotus was silent again.

Zhang Lingluo reminded: "Mr. Wei, don't be too powerful, you need to use cleverness to win. You only need to kill her, and she will be divided into two."

Based on her understanding of the white lotus, this thick fog is transformed by the true energy of the exercises practiced by the white lotus, and it is one with her.

It is also because of this that Bai Lianhua is weak, just like Wei Sanren's sword fight with Long San just now, Bai Lianhua can't stop it with a single blow.

If you can't hit the opponent, no matter how strong the knife is, what's the use of it? Every extra knife consumes a little more energy, so you need to use your strength and skill.

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