"Are pursuing soldiers coming again?"

"One ride?"

The girl's eyes turned beyond the darkness with her pretty face. Her lower body was originally smoke and clouds, and her delicate feet had already appeared, like a disc, walking past Zhao Qian.

The sound of horse hooves finally came to darkness, because this vague and narrow road spread far to the distance, compressing the distant straight road on the earth with the power of the yellow spring into a very short road.

The girl's body can build something similar to the "world", but her fragment is not good enough. Compared to ghosts, she is more similar to a demon in the world. In the demonic atmosphere that monsters can evolve, the third level is "

hell".

Of course, it is not the real hell, it is the evolution or the borrowed "hell scenery". Because this demonic atmosphere is mixed with the power of ghosts, it is even more difficult for living people in the world to crack.

However, the box in Hunxie Utan's hand is a real treasure in the lower realm, which is much higher than the "false hell" derived from the monster.

The girl's eyes extended to the distance. When she found that the visitor was just a young man, and her realm was not high, and she was even very weak, she felt that she was really stupid.

To deal with such a weak person... do you still need to use the power of Hanquan poisoning hell?

The guards of King Zhao, the grandson of King Zhao, were better than him just now!

The girl was suddenly distracted. She did not have any idea of ​​respecting her opponent, but felt that such a weak person would probably die of tragic death if he could not withstand a little torture.

Then this is not fun at all.

"Who is here?"

Hunxie Wutan asked, but the girl did not look back: "A young man is very weak, even weaker than the guards of this prince."

"A teenager?"

"Well... there are three swords on your waist."

Hunxie Wutan's eyes suddenly condensed when she heard this: "Three swords! It's him!"

The demon-slaying boy who fought in the martial arts field! He had three swords on his waist, one cross-body, and two hanging on his back.

Especially one of the stone swords, which was the last sword he used, should have been wrapped in thick and rotten black cloth at the beginning.

At first I didn't know it was a sword, but later he used it and remembered that the handle was wrapped in secret at the beginning.

Hunxie Wutan also thought that his Kaitian Knife did not hurt him because he used the stone sword. It seems that this stone sword should be something extraordinary, even the power comparable to the tenth level building.

All can be resolved and must not be underestimated.

But now, Huangquan Frost Girl, the pyloric disciple Yue, was called by herself. With the help of the power of the Hanquan Hell, even the Gaidai master in the tenth level building was slaughtered like a chicken. Although this young man beat him, he had been

After the showdown, he had no strength left, but he was still able to stand.

If it is a life-and-death battle, the right and wrong will be judged immediately.

"He defeated me before, it's not easy. I have always respected the warriors in my place of immortality. Please give him some pleasure."

Hunxie Wutan felt a little regretful: "How great would it be if this son was born to be my immortal person? It would be a pity."

The girl said oh, but she was a little confused: "He beats you?"

In Yue's opinion, Hunxie Euntan has the ability to have the sixth level building, and is already at the top of the second realm, the first level of the middle fifth level, and the young man riding a horse is only the fourth level building, the weak person on the lower fifth level, and even

They are not the pinnacle yet, how can they compete with Hunxie Euntan?

"You won't say you're careless or letting go, are you?"

Yue was surprised. Although she didn't have much emotion and her tone was more expressed by instinct, she still had a bit of sarcasm when she said this.

Hunxie Utan didn't care, and said simply: "No, I did lose. I lost within the rules. There is nothing to justify this. He is not as weak as he looks."

When Yue heard this, she suddenly became interested and asked: "What about compared to the people from the early Zhou Dynasty? So what about compared to those who have survived the green fire in Lushan Mountain?"

Hunxie Utan was stunned for a moment, while Yue suddenly smiled, no longer asked, no longer wanted to get an answer. After all, what was asked from others was interesting than what he tried by himself?

All she wanted was a reaction, the kind of reaction just now, that's all.

Doing things doesn’t need to be meaningful, fun is enough.

As the sound of horse hooves became closer and closer, the young man finally plunged into the dull darkness, as if he knew he would die, but he still fought on fire without hesitation.

But there is no candle in front of you.

The chains suddenly tensed, and the sound was like a torrential rain.

Ripples floated in the cold pond, spreading slowly, carrying the cold smoke that could turn white bones into frost.

Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes turned into dragon eyes at this moment, and his blue-white eyes were particularly out of place in a dizzy and dark curtain!

When Yue saw that eye, she was shocked and even fell into a flash.

It's very beautiful. She has seen many people's eyes, such as turbid, clear, red like blood, blazing like sun, and filthy.

But she had never seen such beautiful eyes, like glass cups made of blue-white jade melting. She had never thought that she could actually see such beautiful scenery in the dark hell.

A pair of eyes seems to include all the beauty of the world.

Her feelings were almost gone, but at this moment, she suddenly understood what "like" means.

I don’t like Cheng Zhiyuan, but my eyes.

If he is killed, these eyes must be dug out and cannot become dull like this.

In the Hell of Cold Spring Poison, these eyes will become the most precious treasure!

Her body turned into frost and turned to meet her, with a stunning and joyful smile.

It was just that when the girl had not spoken or did not voluntarily reveal her body, it was difficult for anyone to see her in the fragments of hell.

But there is one kind of exception!

clang!

The noisy sword sounds stacked in an instant, and the fierce sword energy that was incomprehensible with the dragon's roar rose through the darkness. Then a blue and white light appeared in the darkness, passing through the dust, and the dust turned into

Two paragraphs!

What is the most brutal attack method of a sword?

It's not about collapse, overturn, pick, chop, chop!

But the thorn!

The narrow and long accent turned into a long and terrifying sound of the wind because of the rapidity of the sword. It was filled with whimpering crying, noisy, like the noisy city on earth!

But under the sword's edge, there was no bargaining before the Viagra!

Life and death are at the slightest!

But this wind sound disappeared in the end, from beginning to end, from sword sound to wind sound, and then to silence, only a breath of one and a half.

One breath, one breath, one breath, one breath, one breath.

Dragon Hu Yin cried and left the blue shadow.

All the ghosts and gods are ignorant!

Sword technique "seeking ghosts and gods"!

Yue's hand is still in the forward state.

Her body and shoulders twisted and fell directly behind her!

Her eyes opened and became brighter.

Her mind buzzed, not sure.

Why can this boy see himself?

This question circled and finally broke down.
Chapter completed!