Near the ruins of heaven and earth.

Although Huang Ahua speaks bluntly, she sometimes says one or two sentences against her will, such as her evaluation of Shen Wanzhou, which is not sincere. It's just that I can't accept that the down-and-out head catcher who was forced by her to pay for the house every month in the past will really show his sword, which will be so amazing, so that several of her sisters who have been born and died for nearly ten years and have never known what it means to be scared are particularly frightened.

She could feel a heart of horror wrapped under their colorful clothes, emerging from the inside out, it was the shiver on the skin. This is half of the first loss before the battle. All this is because of the aura emanating from Shen Wanzhou's body, she knows that the human race calls this rugged wildness a "beast of fierce".

"I'll deal with Shen Wanzhou!" she said to her sisters in a deep voice, "You go and deal with the disciples of the Sword Court, listen, if this battle is lost, the master is likely to dissolve the Moulin Rouge." Thinking about the hard work and hard work that Red Yi has put in in the past ten years, she has a deeper affection for the Moulin Rouge than any of us, do you know what I mean?"

Hearing the words, the delicate bodies of all the women were shocked, and they hurriedly nodded in unison, "I understand the second sister!"

"Kill!"

With a loud shout, Huang Ahua jumped up violently and threw herself at Shen Wanzhou, the fat on her whole body bulged in mid-air, and there was no longer the slightest softness, like steel made of steel, and her original basin-like face became angular. Such a steel block seems to have a hard time with the air, and when it rubs against it, it makes an explosion sound.

Shen Wanzhou first raised his sword flat, followed the reverse grip, squatted slightly, and then put the sword horizontally in front of the door, kicked the ground with both feet, and he rose into the air, judging from the shape of the qi domain, it was really like the flight of a fierce beast.

The sword held in the opposite hand collided with Huang Ahua's fist like a meteor in the air, and a double-gap fault appeared in the void, which showed that this fierce beast was still dominated by swordsmanship. And in this collision, it was a small sword that had the upper hand, and Shen Wanzhou was almost like a rock in the air.

"I underestimate you!" Huang Ahua roared, and the fat on her whole body seemed to return to its original state, like a surge, gathering towards her right arm, making it swell, and then stiffening, and suddenly raising her strength to an incredible level.

But hearing the "bang" gas explosion, Shen Wanzhou, who originally had the upper hand, was immediately knocked back to the ground like a meteor, and smashed out of a human-shaped pit with a "bang".

"But that's it!" she sneered, and her body returned to its original state, and when it landed on the ground, her whole body was steaming hot, like a large humanoid boiler.

Of course, she knew that Shen Wanzhou couldn't fall like this, so although she was very contemptuous, she still had 10,000 points of spirit. However, after a long time, there was no movement in the humanoid pit.

Did you fall asleep?

She quickly dispels this ridiculous thought, and sneered: "Why, I know that I am not my opponent, so I pretend to be unconscious, hoping that I will spare your life? If you don't move, I'll go over and screw your head!"

"Noise. ”

A voice that was not salty or light finally came from the bottom of the pit, and suddenly there was a strange change, and in the space within a radius of dozens of zhang, it seemed to be covered by something, and everything spontaneously floated in the air. As large as a broken pillar or as small as a speck of dust, it was as if it had been injected into the soul and slowly floated up.

"Sword Soul?" Huang Ahua still sneered, "I used to know that the sword soul of Soul Sword Peak could be attached to any object, but I didn't know that it would take such a long time to brew, if I just went over and screwed off your head, would you still be able to make them move?"

The next moment, her face changed suddenly, because those fragments and fine dust accelerated violently, and made a terrible sound in the air, shooting towards her.

"Hmm!"

Hit by the dust that came first, she snorted, her qi and blood were agitated, her thick brows rose directly, and the slightest trace of blood flew around her body, and at the same time, those fat flesh moved again, distributed to the whole body, and hardened.

In just an instant, she was hit thousands of times, and the whole thing flew out directly, landing next to the ruins, and she couldn't move.

On the other side, the four girls of Qing, Blue, Orange, and Black, who were fighting with the disciples of the Sword Court, were all motivated, and they all used all their strengths to attack fiercely, suppressing the other party for a while.

They have grown up together since childhood, and they have a tacit understanding together, and the four colors of ribbons, all shining with sharp cold light, staggered back and forth in the array, making the Sword Court disciples in them exhausted, and several Liantian Sword Marks have been destroyed, and there are already many colors on their bodies, which are embarrassed.

"Come around!" Yu Qiuyu shouted in a low voice.

All the disciples gathered together, causing the other party to press even closer, completely blocked by the four colors of silk, and the dodge space shrank even more sharply.

"Qiu Yu, what do you have in mind?" said a disciple panting.

Yu Qiuyu stared slightly, and the thirteen ques slowly pulled out.

When the four girls saw it, they each glanced at each other, and they all smiled coldly.

The orange immediately emitted an orange ribbon, which shot over like a sharp arrow, and was cut off by Yu Qiuyu with his sword.

However, in the broken ribbon, a gray and faint gas was emitted, and the faces of the swordsmen immediately changed greatly, and they couldn't help but shout: "Demon miasma!"

It is the demon miasma of the Three Realms.

This miasma is highly poisonous to the inhabitants of the Demon Realm. It has a strong penetrating force, once it enters the human body, it will block the meridians, so that the true qi can not flow smoothly, like the poisonous maggots of the tarsal bones, the power is gradually intensified, once the number reaches a certain level, it will make the blocked true qi "cannibalism", and the result is that the meridians are broken, and even the cultivation is completely wasted. What's even more terrifying is that this miasma carries the resentment of the death of millions of people in the Eight Heavenly Dragons, and it will constantly affect people's sanity, and only killing can vent it.

As soon as a few disciples touched the miasma, their eyes turned bloody.

"Autumn rain, I'm so uncomfortable...... I want to kill!"

"It's a miasma...... It is useless to close your mouth and nose, and you must break the formation as soon as possible...... Listen to my instructions and ......go out to the south, "An older disciple was more experienced, and he kept his mind tightly, intending to rectify the situation, but before he finished speaking, he was pierced by a black ribbon into his shoulder, and the pain made him unable to organize his words, and his will was thinned out to fight the pain, and the resentment naturally took advantage of the weakness, and immediately changed his face, and let out a hideous roar at Yu Qiuyu:

"Yu Qiuyu, it's all your fault, if you hadn't said to get together, how could we have fallen into the trap of the demon girl, we must have colluded with them a long time ago, I will kill you!"

He roared angrily and stabbed Yu Qiuyu with his sword.

At this time, Yu Qiuyu was inevitably affected, and his pupils were floating bloody, but he did not lose his mind, so he left one hand free, fortunately, this disciple was dizzy, and forgot the swordsmanship he had practiced weekdays.

"Senior brother!" he snapped, and the sword mark that had been hidden from the beginning rushed out of his body at this moment, and the huge sword-like phantom figure rose into the air, forcibly and domineeringly driving away those gray and gloomy gases, so that even the four-colored ribbons could no longer enter.

As soon as the swordsmen were clear-minded, they hurriedly crossed their knees on the spot, mobilized their true qi, and drove away the demonic miasma that had invaded their bodies.

The four women outside the formation looked at it, and the formation was about to be crushed by this sword mark, if the other party gasped, then they would die. The pretty face changed color slightly, the orange clothes rolled their eyes, and said in a casual voice: "It is rumored that Yu Jianzi is a genius in the sky, and he has seen it today, and he really got it." However, we and the other two sides have reached a situation where they will never die, so don't blame my four sisters for being vicious. ”

After that, he nodded to the other three, and then jumped up, and before that, various ribbons flew through the air, and they stood on it, and each of them made a mark, and transparent gas gushed out from their bodies, and under the moonlight, it showed a layer of mystery.

Slowly, the transparent gas completely enveloped the disciples of the Sword Court, as if it was a heavy fog, and in the higher sky, even Yu Qiuyu could not see the position, those fogs condensed, forming a transparent humanoid monster, which seemed to be completely transparent, with a pointed head and the appearance of blades on both hands.

The monster plunged headlong into the fog and vanished, and soon the screams of a swordsman were heard.

"Senior brother!" another cry soon sounded, and the reason for the poignancy of the cry was that the subject had died tragically.

The assassin in the fog roams at will, and every time he strikes, he can seriously injure or kill the target. They could no longer sit in peace to exorcise the miasma, and they all stood up and were vigilant.

"Qiu Yu, if you gather us together, there is always a way to deal with it, right?" He was originally very ashamed of his infirmity, but the tragic death of his fellow disciple aroused his resentment against Yu Qiuyu.

Yu Qiuyu finally stopped closing his eyes, and he used a look that exuded calm power to look at the older Sword Court disciple, who was so seen that he couldn't speak anymore. He was trying to break the silence, when he was suddenly horrified to find that Yu Qiuyu's thirteen que, the famous magic weapon of the true monarch of the mountains and seas back then, suddenly stabbed at him, and thought that Yu Qiuyu wanted to take revenge, so he couldn't help but shout loudly: "Qiuyu, you ......"

However, Thirteen Que brushed past his head, and without touching him, he slashed a transparent blade, and he came to his senses, only to see the transparent assassin with a broken hand hidden in the mist.

"Thanks, thanks......" he said a little unnaturally.

Yu Qiuyu didn't reply, the figure suddenly shot out, and the muffled sound of "snorting" in the fog could be heard, and when he came back, the disciples of the Sword Court could no longer sense the assassin's movement.

He stood quietly, raised his eyes and swept in all directions, Thirteen Que slowly slashed across the void, and somehow a white electric fire ignited, the arc light flashed and jumped, and at some point, even the Heavenly Sword Seal above his head ignited a white electric fire. It was like some air currents converging towards the Thirteen Que, and even more majestic surges converged towards the Heavenly Sword Seal, and the two were almost implicated in each other.

At this point, if they haven't woken up, they'll be too dull. A disciple couldn't help but exclaim: "This, this is what the master said, the sword mark enters the realm of the soul, and the sword mark moves with the will, and it can condense the supreme sword momentum!"

PS: My second aunt was sick and hospitalized, quite serious, and sent a light chip, after I forwarded it, I didn't expect Beibei to be so hearted, and extended a loving helping hand, very grateful and inexplicably admired. Thank you here.