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But with a hint of bitterness and helplessness, sadness?

Or is it sorrowful?

Before I had time to feel it, I was already wrapped and caressed by the wind.

Drunk or frightened?

Murderous?

The murderous aura wafting in the wind!?

See a man like the wind in the wind?

Hallucinations?

Or is it real?

Captain Blizzard left the Demon Cat Temple and ran straight in the direction of the Blood Shadow.

If Little Lori Lingyu's words are true, now the situation of the Blood Shadow is very dangerous, and the killers of the Demon Dragon Group have been dispatched.

Due to the explosion of the blood of fear in the body, purple vampire wings grew on the back of the flying snow, flying fast and lightning in the night sky of Saturn, piercing the silent night sky like a ghost, and the sky was full of starlight, charming and intoxicating.

Time is so precious every second, even if it is the end of the world, Captain Feixue, who is still elegant, still maintains an elegant posture, flying with great calm, without a trace of panic.

There was a whistling wind in my ears, and in the wind was the murderous aura of the smell of blood, a terrible murderous aura.

Feixue felt all kinds of strange uneasiness, where did the murderous aura come from? Drifting in the wind? Was it an illusion? Was her sensitivity too restrained? Or? When she was about to get close to the position of the Blood Shadow, the murderous aura hidden in the wind was even stronger and presumptuous.

Bark up the wrong tree?

Captain Feixue's beautiful face began to look solemn and worried.

What a terrible murderous aura, a cold breath that I have never experienced before, a slight smell of death, the stench of rotting corpses? Or the horror of the devil's roar in the abyss? All have the same imprint and induction, no wind and no waves? The current wind is already strange with murder and death, announcing a strange demonic aura in the wind, a dark and cold magic.

What kind of master is it? can render even the wind is not free and manic? Such feelings are rare, and should be difficult to encounter. How many such masters are hidden in the Demon Dragon Group? I can't imagine the road and battles in the future.

When will the entangled dragon group come to an end?

Captain Feixue began to smile helplessly and melancholy, the purple wings disappeared and retracted, and the closer they got to the blood shadow, the more they felt the murderous aura in the wind and the more uncomfortable, it was simply a kind of torture. I don't know what the situation of the blood shadow is, although there is the protection of Rou Si and Xiannu Xiaoyu and the twin demon sword Meiwei girl, the power of the three-color flame The owner of the three-color flame should be able to deal with any master of the demon dragon group, but now the murderous aura in the wind has already indicated that the strength of the other party is immeasurable.

The murderous aura in the wind is getting heavier and heavier, and the wind in the mine is raging, tearing, and roaring・・・・・・

Fei Xue saw a white back, holding a white sword in his hand, the sword body was about 1.6 meters, belonging to the shape of a long sword willow leaf, faintly emitting white sword qi, and there was a swordsmanship to resist the wind? The legendary magic sword in the wind? The killer of the Demon Dragon Group? Fei Xue was taken aback, just 1 person? 1 sword? No! There are still people!? Fei Xue keenly felt it, and the killer with the long sword had already discovered Fei Xue.

"Is there someone missing?!・・・・・・ Wu Jian kid was too careless, attracting people who shouldn't have come!・・・・・・" The man with the white back spoke in a hoarse voice, feeling weak, but what worried Feixue was the white long sword, and his eyes never left the long sword, staring at the wind and grass.

"I didn't attract anyone who shouldn't come, the people inside didn't pay attention to me at all, luring the snake out of the hole, it's useless!" The man who was also dressed in white appeared, there was nothing in his hands, his hands were empty, this was the Wu Jian in the mouth of the man with a long sword?

"Wu Jian! Don't laugh, you kid! When I see your smiling face, I want to use my long sword to slash you! You didn't attract it? That's the one who came by yourself?! It's strange! It's not very lucky! ・・・・・・" The man with the white long sword still has a hoarse voice, and the masters have the strength to sense the other party? Or is there another reason?

"Wu Feng, why do you say this?!Your long sword is here, who is fighting against it?!!haha!・・・・・・" Wu Jian Kid laughed.

Captain Feixue had already stopped, quietly listening to the conversation between the two men in white, his eyes were still staring at the white long sword with a hoarse voice of the older man, as if there was a kind of magic that deeply attracted the curiosity of Captain Feixue, the sword body was broken, but there was a breeze, like the tenderness and sweetness of a lover, stirring the bitter heart, stimulating impulsiveness and wildness, the artifact has a kind of magic, capturing people's desires, driving different views, suppressing, longing, and confusing ・・・・・・

"It seems to be a beautiful woman!Why is a beautiful woman attracted by your sword every time?And for the two of us, it is so uncomfortable to be ignored!Haha!・・・・・・" Wu Jian smiled heartily.

"Nonsense! The sword is always dead! Look at whose hand it is! This is the last word!" The man like Uncle Wu Feng looked proudly at the long sword in his hand.

"That makes sense, but the beautiful woman in front of me is still only interested in swords, and she is not interested in you uncle at all!" With such vicious eyes, he has been staring at the flying snow. It's like Feixue has been staring at the sword in Wu Feng's hand.

"This shows that this beauty is not ordinary! Very unusual!・・・・・・" Wu Feng, the uncle in white, said with a smile, and his eyes never took half a step off Feixue's body. It's the same attraction as a fan, the same temptation as a fan.

Feixue was still speechless and silent, waiting to see what happened.

And the opponent is the same move, the enemy does not move, I do not move.

"Feixue, one of the three demons of the Ghost Gate, a master of the ice system, a mutated vampire, has the demon blood to control fear, oh yes, that's all I know, all I encounter is hard stubble, a question mark-level god, and my luck is not very good!・・・・・・" Wu Jian Boy smiled. His gaze didn't look at Feixue, but at Wu Feng's long sword.

The other party knows his information?Feixue was surprised for a moment, and then immediately calmed down. Extraordinary calmness is the foundation of the enemy. This is the experience of the old way. Sometimes it's all about experience. Neither fear nor hesitation helped.

"Who are you, please get out of here now!" ・・・・・・" Blizzard finally spoke, but it was an order and a threat.

"Oh! The beauty finally spoke? I thought it was an ice beauty! It doesn't matter who we are! What matters is the soul container in your hand and the dark key! Hand over these two things, maybe I will consider letting you live! Let you be a soldier in the Demon Dragon Group!Haha!" ・・・・・・" Uncle Wu Feng laughed.

"What an arrogant tone!?What else can you Demon Dragons do but brag?By the way!, you're losing and retreating!?And being a turtle with a shrunken head?haha!・・・・・・" Feixue also laughed.

"Bold! Pointed out a good way! You don't go? You still have to be so presumptuous!? Toast and don't eat and drink? I see that you are a beautiful woman and say a few more words, but don't blame me for destroying flowers with spicy hands!"

"Haha! Little Fresh Meat is starting to get angry, what a cute, handsome little man!" ・・・・・・" Fei Xue laughed sarcastically.

The angry Wu Jian boy has already made a move!

Don't speculate more than half a sentence, only fight the means!

"Wu Jian, stop!・・・・・・" Uncle Wu Feng, who was dressed in white with a long sword, shouted angrily. You can't watch Wu Jian's boy go and give away people's heads! The young man is really young and vigorous, and he can fire like a cannon! He has been hit by Feixue's aggressive tactics! When people are angry, they have a big loophole and are very blind. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers and are full of momentum!

Feixue smiled slightly, and the moth that was fighting the fire pulled out a short sword from his waist, the horn of battle had sounded, and his blood began to boil! The wind was filled with murderous aura! Not Wu Jian's son? It was Uncle Wu Feng's long sword murderous aura? Feixue suddenly felt a trace of coldness in his heart. Inexplicably murderous as the wind!

Wu Jian Boy pulled out a double-barreled shotgun from behind, where did the prey flee? The distance between him and the flying snow beauty was about less than six or seven meters, and it was precisely the huge range of range and lethality, and what kind of ability did a weak beauty have to reach the sky? It was impossible to escape with wings! Wu Jian Boy calculated the right time and the fighter plane, and the motive was his own consistent and ruthless methods! How many unjust souls died under his double-barreled shotgun? It was too slow to use the sword! The bullet was his favorite! Pull! It was killing! ・・・・・・ Wu Jian Boy sneered.

But in the next second, Wu Jian's sneer was already stiff!

It becomes the frightened distorted face!

Feixue seems to be faster than a bullet! A short sword and a beautiful woman's body are already behind him? Behind the shadow? When Feixue's short sword is about to pierce Wu Jian's back, a backstabbing is blocked! It is really a wind swordmanship? An iron wall in the wind?! Feixue is even more puzzled! What a powerful move! Completely dissolve his own backstabbing! Wu Jianzi left a small life!

"Thank you, big brother, for coming to the rescue!・・・・・・" Wu Jian shuddered. Still in the fright!

"You're too impulsive! Impulsiveness will kill you! And you're too light on the enemy! You have committed two taboos in battle! Fortunately, your life should not be extinguished! But next time you won't have such good luck! ・・・・・・" Wu Feng's hoarse voice reprimanded Wu Jian, my poor little brother! Don't die too young. How many lives do you have?

Feixue barely saw and felt Wu Feng's move!

Could it be the automatic attack of the sword? Something is wrong! I have met a real master!

"Wu Feng?!The Wind Demon Sword, one of the 14 artifacts of the Demon Dragon Group??The Wind Sword ranked first in the Wind Forest Volcano?!It's really rare! We actually met here?!And it's such a time and place!?・・・・・・" Feixue sighed.

"The sword of the wind demon is just a scrap of iron!・・・・・・" Wu Feng said with a smile.

"The Sword of the Wind Demon, admire and admire!・・・・・・ and only a master like Wu Feng can have it!Why don't you kill me easily?!!・・・・・・" Feixue's heart was already blank.

"First, pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, taking advantage of the danger of others is not a gentleman's doing! Second, the life of the younger brother is still in the hands of a beautiful woman! I can't afford to gamble! I can't afford to lose! I can't be completely sure! If the same backstab of a beautiful woman happens on my body, it will be difficult to deal with it!" ・・・・・・" Wu Feng said with a smile.

"Sure enough, it's a master! Even the next three moves are considered and analyzed! What a rare master! Admire!" Feixue praised.

The Sword of the Wind Demon lives up to its name.