Yao Song summoned Jiang Ping and others before the formation, and his tone was insincere. But even if he is really sincere, Jiang Ping and the others are not soft bones.

Jiang Ping scolded angrily: "As a messenger in Tsing Yi, you dare to collude with monsters to kill your kind! Traitor, traitor! You must not die well!"

Yao Song's face raced over the coastal city wall, and he didn't panic at all when Jiang Ping pointed at his face and scolded him like this. He tilted his head to his men with interest and said, "See, this is called a dead duck's hard mouth." ”

The blue-clad men burst into laughter.

"Up!" Yao Song waved his hand, "Whoever takes off the head of this dead duck first, the mountain copper inside, pick a piece by himself!"

The wealth is moving, and this group of depraved cultivators howled and drew their swords and rushed forward. The leader is none other than Dundee, who has just stabbed his own brother.

The soldiers in the explosion-proof car immediately fired back, but the bullets were blocked by the aura on their bodies, and the power was like scratching their boots. Only heavy machine guns can slow them down slightly, but the practitioner's skill is unmatched. Often, with just a few dodges, the soldiers lose their purpose.

Mortals are so powerless in the face of cultivators.

At the moment of the great enemy, Jiang Ping and Liu Kuo raised the swords in their hands. Jiang Ping knew that they would die here today. He suddenly opened his mouth and shouted, "Liu Kuo!"

"Brother Jiang, you say, I'll listen!"

Liu Kuo thought that Jiang Ping would say something bold about dying on the same day, the same month, and the same year, but Jiang Ping held back for a while, gritted his teeth and said: "Don't be a thief in your next life, okay, as long as you are not a thief, you are my good brother Jiang Ping!"

Liu Kuoqi's sword almost didn't hold it steady: "I'm stepping on a horse...... Okay, I'll be reincarnated as a policeman in my next life!"

After the last fight, the two of them were fearless to meet the sword and sword.

Xiang Fei in the back gave up her efforts to wake up Sun Xiang, and she said slightly apologetically: "Sun Xiang, I'm sorry, it seems that I not only didn't save you, but also brought you to death." ”

Sun Xiang's eyes were slightly closed, and the chanting in his mouth was getting faster and faster. Xiang Fei didn't understand what he was saying, but at the last moment of his life, he felt that this mysterious man named Sun Xiang was very good-looking.

She graduated from the guard school a few years ago, just got a job as a nurse in the hospital, and has not yet started a new life, and her aura has recovered. In the chaos of the world, Xiang Fei went with the flow, but fortunately with the care of Jiang Ping and Liu Kuo, he barely got to this day.

Now that I can die with my brothers, I think I deserve to die. The only regret is that when I was in the health school, I only knew how to study hard and rejected all suitors.

I really want to fall in love.

With such regrets, Xiang Fei drew his long sword and joined the bloody battle outside without hesitation.

Jiang Ping, Liu Kuo and Xiang Fei have a tacit understanding of sibling cooperation. It is a pity that the difference in strength is not transferred by human will.

Six blue-clothed men entangled the three of them, and the other four were on the periphery of the battle group, working together to recruit Tianluo Bound. An invisible net full of viscous force fell from the sky, enveloping the three of them.

Suddenly, the speed of the three of them was greatly reduced, and they swung their swords to dodge as slowly as the old man of rotten wood.

The blue-clad men were not in a hurry to kill them, but knocked down the swords in their hands and kept playing. Jiang Ping struggled to condense an airburst bomb in his palm, but Dundee stabbed him in the shoulder with a sword, pinning him to the ground.

Liu Kuo reached out and grabbed the sharp blade, wanting to relieve Jiang Ping. But the other man took the opportunity to slash him firmly in the back.

Liu Kuo screamed and fell to the ground, and the wound on his back was deep and bone-invisible.

The soldiers put down their guns and waited for death in despair, and some tried to slip away from the side, but their heads were crushed by the sudden burst of shadow claws.

Xiang Fei's eyes were full of tears, but she was the last one in this group of blue clothes would let go. A man sneaked up behind her and grabbed her long hair.

Xiang Fei screamed and was pulled down on her back, and the man laughed, grabbing her hair with both hands and dragging it back. In a hurry, Xiang Fei forgot all the spells, she scribbled with her hands, but she couldn't reach the people behind her.

The onlookers in blue laughed, and another person rushed up and pulled her by the collar. Hearing only a thud, a large piece of Xiang Fei's coat was torn off, revealing a large area of snow-white skin.

Xiang Fei screamed loudly, her hands tightly protected her chest, and tears flowed down her face. She kept struggling, but how could she escape the beasts' grasp.

"Yo, I didn't see that this girl was quite material. ”

Jiang Ping's eyes were about to split, and he broke free in a rage, but he was soon cut down by a sword. His face was trampled on, and his fingers were digging deep into the dirt, and he only hated himself for being so useless.

In the midst of laughter, several more people gathered around. Yao Song asserts his identity and disdains to join this ancient game. But he just laughed and didn't stop it.

Isn't it a matter of course?

"Huh?"

Yao Song suddenly became clever, and seemed to have some voice.

"Stop!"

He waved his big hand and roared, and his frolicking subordinates stopped in a daze, thinking to himself, does the boss want to drink this soup?

It wasn't that Yao Song was suddenly interested, but that he vaguely heard discordant notes in this chaotic frolic.

At this time, everyone stopped playing, and only then did they hear a buzzing sound echoing between heaven and earth. Yao Song probed up and down, only to find that the source of this voice was Sun Xiang, who had opened his eyes.

"Hey, there's one missing in there. ”

He felt a little uneasy in his heart, and raised his hand with a sword aura. The whitish sword qi was incomparably sharp, and it directly swept the two explosion-proof vehicles blocking the front into several sections. In Yao Song's hand, Qingfeng once again condensed the sword qi, and the next sword was about to take Sun Xiangxiang's upper head.

But Sun Xiang's chanting has been completed at this time, and the last words have turned into a loud roar between heaven and earth.

...... The red light shines on the bullfight, and the white blade condenses in the frost and snow......

A red light rose from the col and shot straight into the sky. A sudden cold air flow descended, and the air smelled of rust. There was a crackling sound on the surface of all the weapons, and the besieging blue-clothed men screamed and threw away their swords.

Inches of hoarfrost condensed on the blade of the sword because of the extreme cold. If you don't let go, your fingers will be frozen and cracked.

Yao Song in Tsing Yi, but he didn't hold on for a moment longer, and he also let go. The sword qi that had just been condensed suddenly collapsed.

...... The White Emperor was born from the water after being refined......

Sun Xiang unscrewed Xiang Fei's kettle and poured a full pot of water onto the white stone. Not a single drop of water was spilled, and it was absorbed by the white stone.

...... The Slaughterer of the Earth......

Sun Xiang let out a last shout, and the white stones on the ground suddenly turned into liquid and flowed. It slowly rose and floated in front of Sun Xiang. Only then did the bystanders see that it was actually a gray-white metallic liquid.

Everyone was attracted by this strange scene, and looked around, the jungle within a radius of several miles was covered with a layer of hoarfrost, and the temperature was terrifyingly low. This posture, the slowly floating and wriggling metal, I am afraid it is a great treasure.

Greed squeezed the position of reason, Yao Song's voice trembled a little, and he said: "Little brother, what kind of treasure is this? ”

Sun Xiang smiled and said nothing, I don't have the ability to keep this thing for myself, but you have a good calculation

This earth is a matter of incarnation of the person, and it has its own spiritual wisdom, and those who do not match the personality cannot recognize the Lord. In fact, if you want to use it to kill the enemies outside, you have to use some small means.