Chapter 068 The Sword Technique of the Wind

In a magnificent hall, an old man with silver hair, three points similar to Jason, was sitting on the main seat here, and on the ground beside him, there was a blue poisonous snake with a wrist-sized thickness, lying here, looking like he was sleeping.

Suddenly, the green poisonous snake opened its eyes instantly and made an extremely painful hissing sound, and then it kept rolling on the ground, as if it was suffering from extremely terrifying pain at this moment. The old silver-haired man who was originally closing his eyes to rest immediately opened his eyes and frowned at the poisonous snake.

"What's wrong with Qinglin?" Just as the old man with silver hair was confused, the green poisonous snake was bleeding from his mouth. And judging from his listless appearance, it was obvious that he had already vented more and had less energy. At this moment, the young poisonous snake slowly raised his head and looked at the old man with silver hair, which was filled with humanized emotions.

"No, something happened to Jason!" Seeing this scene, the old man with silver-haired eyes suddenly opened wide, and disappeared from the spot like lightning. After an instant, he grabbed the green poisonous snake in his hand.

Then, an extremely weak thought fluctuation slowly extended from the blue snake's head toward the old man with silver hair. Seeing this, the old man with silver hair immediately suppressed his soul power so that the weak thought could smoothly contact his body.

Finally, when the fluctuation of the thought touched the old man's head, a sound rang out in the old man's heart.

"The leader of the Heifeng Village...Li Yang...the fantasy beast..."

As this message was transmitted into the old man's heart, the blue poisonous snake finally died completely because of burning its soul to convey this short message.

"Jason's grandson... is dead..." The silver-haired old man stood there in a daze. At this moment, he seemed to have grown ten years older. Suddenly, an extremely powerful aura emanated from the old man's body, and then the old man's sad eyes also became fierce!

"The master of Heifeng Village? There is another man named Li Yang? They two killed my good grandson! I must tear them apart!" The silver-haired old man roared. But he didn't care about the last word in the message. In the old man's opinion, the word "illusion beast" should be Jason killed by Li Yang's phantom beast, but he did not guess the true meaning of the word "illusion beast".

"Black Wind Village!"

Since Jason mentioned the boss of the Black Wind Village in his message, it is very likely that his accident site was there. The silver-haired old man's eyes flashed wildly and he disappeared in an instant.

When Li Yang endured the pain all over his body and returned to where Ade and Zhuque were like a bloody man, he saw that there was no danger this time, so he let go of the stone in his heart.

"Master, how about it?" Zhuque was about to fall on Li Yang's shoulder as usual, but was fumigated by the strong bloody smell on Li Yang's body. He immediately floated in front of Li Yang and asked.

"Dead." Li Yang said lightly, then he carried Ade on his back and walked forward.

"Master, your body needs rest now." After grabbing the pea saber, Zhuque chased Li Yang's pace and said anxiously.

"Now there is no time, and someone will come to take revenge soon. We must leave here as soon as possible." At this time, Li Yang's body was already shaking seriously while walking, but he always remembered the warning in his heart. Since the lord of Wushan City could control a city alone, he must have strong strength as a backing. According to Li Yang's guess, the lord of the city may even be another strong man in the Wang Beast Warrior Level. If his guess is true, then even if he is seriously injured at this time, he will definitely have no chance of winning. Therefore, for everyone's life, he can only leave quickly.

"Oh!" Zhuque sighed very humanely, and then he could only follow Li Yang helplessly and slowly walk away.

Just after Li Yang took a few steps, he suddenly stopped. Then the blood-colored giant sword actually broke away from Li Yang's body, slowly appeared, and floated in the air.

Looking at the blood-colored giant sword floating in front of him, Li Yang couldn't help but be stunned.

Suddenly, the giant sword pointed the tip of the sword in one direction and flew away quickly, and there was a dead corpse lying there. But the moment the giant sword pierced the corpse, the corpse actually screamed in a shrill voice.

"Is there a living thing?" Li Yang frowned, secretly blaming himself for his carelessness, and then walked towards the corpse.

When Li Yang was close, he discovered that this guy who pretended to be dead was the big man Zou who used ancient martial arts to injure. This guy was really lucky. He had been involved in the tornado for so long, but why did this blood-colored giant sword appear and solve him?

Is it to help him relieve the hidden danger? As soon as this speculation appeared, Li Yang shook his head and rejected it. Although this giant sword has certain intelligence, it usually looks like a weapon. Moreover, Li Yang always believes that the reason why this guy follows him must have his own plan. Although it is just a weapon, it may be himself who will be used in the end.

Shaking his head, Li Yang no longer thought about it. At least the giant sword in front of him was a helper, so there was no need to delve into it. He stretched out his hand and held it on the hilt of the sword, and Li Yang wanted to pull it up.

Suddenly, Li Yang felt a pain in his head, and then an obscure message rushed into his mind in an extremely arrogant manner.

Subconsciously let go of the palm of his hand holding the hilt of the sword. Li Yang covered his head with both hands and half kneeled on the ground. At this moment, he only felt that something seemed to be in his head, but it was messy but difficult to sort out.

After a long time, as the severe pain slowly dissipated, Li Yang's thinking finally started to work normally again.

"Sword Technique of the Wind?"

Li Yang was suddenly stunned. Such a memory actually appeared in his mind. Could it be...

Li Yang looked at the blood-colored giant sword that was still stuck on the back of the big man in the rosy, with an incredible look in his eyes. Can this guy even snatch memories while devouring his soul?

Black Wind Village.

After the bandits who were originally going out to loot, they all saw the tragedy in the village at this moment, and they were all shocked and angry. But after hearing the explanations of the survivors, they were secretly glad that if they did not go out to "work" today, then the broken corpses would most likely contain their own parts.

Because the Second Head and the Third Head are dead, and seeing the eldest head and the eldest head will not return again when they leave, the group of bandits gathered together to discuss the future of the Black Wind Village.

Just when they were arguing about the position of the new boss, and even had their hands on the weapons, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the camp.

"Where is your boss!"

A cold and low voice suddenly sounded in the room, attracting the eyes of the bandits.

"When did you come in? Is this Black Wind Village a place where you can rush around?" The bandits were stunned slightly, and then glared at them. There was a red-faced bandit who had just been fighting for. They stood up and yelled.

It seems that he is thinking of establishing his authority.

"I asked again, where is your boss?" Looking at the red-faced bandit who walked up to him, the silver-haired old man looked cold and said again.

"Let's talk, why do I tell you, go to death!" The red-faced bandit instantly pulled the ghost-headed machete inserted behind the back into his hand. With a roar, he was already slashing at the silver-haired old man.

And at this moment, in the void in front of the silver-haired old man, a hideous claw covered with red scales suddenly stretched out!
Chapter completed!