The Incense Eater was furious and said, "Bastard of the Hundred Flowers Valley, today, I will avenge the shame of my children, and also avenge the many disciples of my Hanging Bee Forest. "The children he was talking about were the bees that he kept on a regular basis.

Hao Mei said: "It's good, I'm afraid I won't be able to find you." Her slender fingers plucked a fresh plum blossom from the ancient sword and threw it into the air in the southwest direction, wanting to send a signal to the Spirit Master. Sense the wilting of plum blossoms in the distance.

The Incense Eater Demon sent out a sword qi and knocked down the plum that threw the flower into the air, and said, "What trick do you want to use?" He stretched out his hand to catch the falling plum falling from the air, approached the eagle-like nose and sniffed deeply, a few wisps of white gas soaked into the bone marrow, and the whole body was like jumping into a refreshing spring on a hot summer day, which was indescribable.

Haomei gritted her teeth and said, "You...... You ......"

"It's so beautiful, isn't it a waste to throw it away, is it that the beautiful flowers are in the hands of your Hundred Flowers Valley? Shi Xiang obviously remembered the hard work and diligence of the swarm of bees to make honey, no wonder the disciples wanted to burn all the flowers.

The queen bee needle moves in the wind, fast, so fast that you can't see it. With a stab, the poisonous needle seems to have transcended time, and the force is thousands of equals, and it is bound to be shot.

At the moment of dying, the twenty-four in Haomei's hand suddenly waved, and it was quite dangerous.

Hao's wrist is like snow, and his sword temperament is frosty. The white mangs are mixed together, and the needles are in the middle of the fight.

"The sharp edge of the bones strikes the dust. The incense eater leaned sideways, his feet on the mountain wall, his sword was low, and he kept cutting off the stones in the wall, and his sharp edge kept moving towards the plum who was fighting and retreating.

The smashed stones, under the attack of the two swords, scattered one after another. From time to time, a needle sword that is more delicate and dexterous than a sword strikes, and Hao Mei thought to herself, it is really a dark trick that penetrates the sharp edge of the bone and attacks the dust.

Hao Mei had been injured in the battle with the big village owner before, and she knew that her swordsmanship could win him, so she dared to fight against him. Now that the true qi is not enough, he can only fight and retreat, dodge away from the mountain wall, and stand in a wide and bright place.

The owner of the big village was happy to see its declining trend, and the sword tended to kill, and a shadow ran through it in an instant.

Lu Yinzi could no longer drive the Qingyuan Sword to help, he drank in a deep voice, stepped forward recklessly, and threw up the same dust as his white hair, like a smart long snake, holding the arm of Cai Reincarnation, and the true qi forced in, Hun Xiong turned around like a wheel, rolled his body into the air, and kicked out again.

The reincarnation gap did not succeed in the sneak attack, and when he was spinning, he had to kick the toe of the crotch with his right hand.

With a spurt, the true qi rippled, and the retreating reincarnation stabilized the golden lotus, and he didn't expect that the Taoist could still help, and he was even more furious.

"Dao Chief, you are already at the end of the crossbow, why be stubborn?"

The love letter retreated to the side of the Taoist who had difficulty recovering his breath and coughed twice, and stood with his sword and said: "The Taoist chief will retreat to the temple first, and I will deal with the three of them." ”

"Three, this handsome man, you still have a lot of energy, see how many rounds you can make us lie down. The golden bottle said.

"It's urgent to leave now, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless. The love letter stood as if he was loose, and looked at the broken gap in the temple gate, and saw that the wall had fallen into ruins. There was a look of pity in his eyes, and he said angrily. "I'm not going to give you another chance to withdraw dollars. ”

Jiao Mei'er could see that he was afraid that others would demolish the temple and threaten him with cruel words, so she said coquettishly: "Such a golden and splendid ancient temple, presumably the incense is prosperous, why don't there be any pilgrims." Hey, since you don't have any business, why do you want to break the temple? Why don't you come and sit on my village? ”

Song Love Letter didn't want to waste words with them, and the amorous sword quickly swam, shuttling between the three people. His speed was much faster than before, because he just wanted to drive away this group of coquettish sluts and lewd babies, and at this time he was provoked, and the other party intended to destroy the temple gate, so the swordsmanship was faster than fast.

The three women in red were stunned for a while, but they didn't expect the man in yellow to be so fast, attacking in three places together, exchanging cooperation, and avoiding danger. They had to admit that the other party's cultivation was high, his swordsmanship was fast, and he was full of energy.

Seeing that the situation did not turn around, Jin Bei'er withdrew and took three steps back, knowing that the man in yellow cared very much about the children in the temple, and wanted to hold on to the yuan, and then blast open a red lacquer wall.

"I said that I will not give you a chance to withdraw the yuan again. The sound of the love letter reached the sword, and the tip of the sword pierced through the wind through the tree and pierced the jaw of the golden bottle.

The golden bottle, who had not raised his vitality, was surprised, gave up the actions and thoughts of mentioning the yuan, and the spring sleeping begonia held in his hand slashed obliquely, his wrist rotated, and his body fell to the side, barely opening the sword style. If it weren't for the two red shadows rushing to relieve the siege, it is estimated that they would not be able to block as many as ten moves.

After a few struggles, the left palm of the Incense Eater Demon and the palm of Hao Mei merged together, and the two breaths enveloped them, forming a glowing thin and transparent semicircle, obviously the two of them were fighting their own cultivation.

The incense eater smelled the fragrance, and when he came down, he found that Haomei had been injured, and he wished to consume it like this.

The flower yuan on Haomei's body was extremely devastating, and she resisted. The semi-circular crystal clear true qi sizzled in my ears.

Lu Yinzi and Cheng Ruping retreated to the temple to avoid the fighting. Through the collapsed wall, the three-lock head child saw Hao Mei and the white-haired old man palm-to-palm, as the two white light shields became brighter and brighter, his body was lifted by some invisible force, and then galloped towards the place of white light. I don't know what happened, the three-lock head was ruthlessly grabbed by the giant's hands, and finally his hands pressed on a soft white area, and a force kept sucking his hands and couldn't leave.

The wind was whistling in his ears, and when he looked up, he saw the ass of a tall, white-clad man.

Hao Mei was concerned about the battle situation, and she didn't care about the things in the back, thinking that it was some waste tiles sucked by the scattered Hua Yuan, or other things, until the things behind her ass grabbed a few times, and she couldn't help but turn back in horror slightly.

"Little brat, why are you grabbing my ass? Hao Mei said anxiously and embarrassed.

"I don't know, it was you who cast a demon spell and sucked me over for no reason, and asked me?. The three locks complained.

Hao Mei said secretly: "Why does he have the blood of my previous body as Mu Linghua." Is it ......?"

Lu Yinzi grabbed the shoulders of the three locks of the head with one hand, and Yun Zhenyuan mentioned it, broke the hands of the three locks of the head and the buttocks of the plum, and threw them behind him. Then, the palm of his hand was patted on the back of Haomei, and he used his true qi to help Haomei breathe. In this case, to get rid of the incense eater, it is the right choice to have a helper for Haomei.

Under the pine tree, the love letter and the amorous sword block the three women in red.

Jiao Meier said: "This time, I will tie you up." We will serve you well!"

Song Qingwen said: "You don't necessarily have such ability. ”

Jin Bei'er said: "Really?? Then wait and see." ”

Reincarnation said: "Third sister, this guy doesn't make orders, deal with it carefully." ”

Reincarnation and the golden vase fought with the sword, and this time, the charming Kodama stretched out her hand in the air, and the red thread wrapped around the branch of the big pine tree. Under the penetration of true qi, the vertical and horizontal silk is like catkins, hanging all over the tree.

"Tianluo Bu Poor Net. With a slight turn of the wrist, the red silk descended vertically from the pine tree, like a canopy of heaven, surrounding the four people.

The love letter has never been in such a situation, and the red silk around it is thin, but it is as beautiful as a pale red vine.

He had no intention of rewarding things, blocked the sword move of reincarnation three times, kicked at the golden bottle, and then sharply returned to the sword, sending out a sword qi horizontally, and rushed towards the red curtain of wrapping.

I saw the red silk hanging down to the ground and chopping continuously. Suddenly, dozens of small headlines came to kill them, the love letter retreated a few steps, and the three women in red saw the opportunity to go, and they came one after another, stabbing at the fragile neck.

In the light red Shura field, where the circle diameter is more than ten zhang, the three of them cooperate very tacitly, who retreats and who advances, who is left and who is right, and there is no confusion at all, as if they have used this method to defeat the enemy more than once.

It is worthy of the ode seat in the mouth of the Confucian Longyuan saint, and the adaptability is not too bad. After many rounds, I found that the opponent's swordsmanship was dwarfed by my own, but the red silk sneaked up from time to time, which was extremely troublesome.

The amorous sword chant was agitated, and with a few "bangs", he turned into a fatal killing move, and seeing that the opponent was shocked back by the sword qi by half a step, he immediately stabbed towards the woman wearing agate red at the head.

Suddenly, the root of the hind foot seemed to be grabbed by something, and directly dragged him back two steps and opened a shelf. You don't have to look back to know that it's annoying silk. The love letter suddenly slammed into the ground quickly and stabilized his body, but after a while, two women in red attacked with swords again.

When he was in danger, his soft sleeves rolled a few rolls, puffed up his real hair, and waved in the direction where Jiao Mei'er was standing. "The clouds are tricky, and the flying stars are hateful. ”

A pebble the size of a goose egg hit the Panasonic woman who controlled the source of the red silk on the side.

Jiao Mei'er saw this stone smashing into the main vein door of practicing "Great Happiness Yin and Yang Fu", and immediately dared not hide. So, his body was crooked, and he no longer used all his true qi to manipulate the filament to wrap the feet of the man in yellow. Shi Zi punched a hole in the pine tree's pole, and she said secretly: "How does this man know that I am cultivating the main vein gate of the "Great Happiness Yin and Yang Fu", and if the vein gate is one, I will definitely die." ”

As soon as the hind feet that were flat on the ground were loosened, he immediately retracted the helpless frame, pulled out the long sword into the ground, met the killing momentum of the other party, and escaped with a love letter.

Don't dare to be careless anymore.

"Little Qinglang, do you say that the red curtain here is beautiful, or we are beautiful. "Returned a few sword brushes, Jin Bei'er teased.

Song Love Letter said: "You want to be beautiful." ”

Jiao Mei'er said: "What is the second sister anxious about, I will catch him later, pick his tendons and tendons, gouge out his eyes, and then abolish his cultivation and let him be our plaything." ”

Ignoring how the other party provoked, he made a serious move: "Endless lovesick blood and tears throw red beans." "The twisted handwriting, the iron and silver hooks, are very colorful, and the swordsmanship is exquisite.

"Little Qinglang, are you serious?", the golden bottle in the killing kept teasing.