Chapter 681: West Wind Fierce Thief

The clouds are wrapped in clouds. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

A point of sinking is writing a point of sinking.

Be quiet.

The eerie silence under the clouds.

On the still water, the ripples spread away minute by minute, and under the calm water, those eyes who were watching were still there, but now they stopped laughing, they stopped talking.

"Boom~~~. ā€

After accumulating for so long, the clouds have been brewing for so long, and finally I still can't hold back, and I am finally released.

"Thorn~~. ā€

Dazzling and ever-bright.

Under the explosion of thunder, every inch of Qidi was illuminated by the thunder unusually transparent, unusually thorough, under this high pressure, the ripples on the mirror stopped, and the fish under the water no longer dared to stir the bubbles.

After the thunder roared.

"How can it be?"

Kai asked.

What how can it?

What I see at this moment is that the light flies a wisp, the xia flies a wisp, this light is a strange and unique light under the thunder, and this xia is a gorgeous xia under the gloomy clouds and miserty.

They float from anywhere they can appear.

Including melancholy clouds, and even whistling thunder.

Why do they appear?

This is the cause of anger, and this is the essence of anger.

At this moment, the glow of Qidi has nothing to do with Kai himself, they are attracted by a distant place, and this attraction is undoubtedly stolen.

Who stole it?

Who else could there be?

Of course, it is to gather a hypocritical demon god Gu Jun, he wants to kill Sheng Sushuang, so he seeks blood from the dead, or he wants to kill Sheng Sushuang, so he seeks skin from the most original power of heaven and earth in 'Qidi'.

'Qi' is equivalent to the good children and grandchildren of the ancestors of this world, such as Gu Jun, who are digging up soil on the graves of their ancestors and destroying their own inheritance.

They were so mad that they even thought about their ancestors and pondered about it.

This is stealing the world and killing a person.

Isn't he afraid of wrath?

The role of Qidi, as the world's top powerhouse, Gu Jun must know better than too many people, that is Pandora's box, the moment it is opened.

Disaster struck.

The ground is consumed.

Then disaster came.

Maybe one Sheng Su is dead, and maybe the next one to die is him Gu Jun himself.

Possible.

He wasn't afraid.

More likely.

He doesn't care.

After all, in Gu Jun's crazy imagination, by that time, Sheng Sushuang, the number one in the world, was already dead, and the important thing was that he died before himself, so this could not be understood as a success.

Lose your marbles.

He's absolutely insane.

Even the fish lying quietly in the mirror water of Qidi, the turtles and all kinds of miracles can no longer stand it, but their eyes are indeed filled with excitement.

It's like a silent word.

Here's the opportunity, here's the opportunity to kill each other.

"Hey~~. ā€

sneer, a sneer that makes the world's spine chill.

This sneer was Gu Jun's excitement when he looked at the pure aura that was stirring up in the air with the stirred blood mist, his eyes were filled with pride, and his heart was intoxicated by the victory that was about to come in the future.

The face was raised.

Eyebrows raised Sheng Sushuang and said, "Brother Sushuang, are you still satisfied with all this, these are specially tailored for you by a very good friend of mine." ā€

"Hey~~!"

Smell.

The coldness on Sheng Su's faces melted away minute by minute, and a smile floated.

"Hehe~~. ā€

This look, this shadow, seemed to be absolutely flattered, but a pair of eyes still fell on Gu Jun's face very coldly and arrogantly, and he didn't say a word.

Undoubtedly, Sheng Sushuang is still breathing.

But Gu Jun really can't.

His face was twisted and twisted, and he roared: "Su Shuang Xiao'er, you are dead." ā€

Come on.

It's so loud, you go.

What are you afraid of?

Of course they won't be afraid, they don't dare to be afraid, the eight demon gods, the people among them, have no way out, win today, and from then on, the sky and the earth will gallop.

If defeated.

Go to hell.

It's not one person who goes to hell, it's the entire race behind him, Tianxin won't let them go, even if he hides it deep and the hypocritical mask on his face hides it, there is no possibility of survival.

"Kill~~. ā€

Gu Jun's anger.

Gu Jun's roar.

With a pick-up of Xuanyuan in his hand, he formed eight formations connected with the breath of the same fate, attracting the blood and qi gathered by the formation, hooking the most essential vitality between heaven and earth, and blessing it on his body.

So much to add to it.

Plus so tall.

In the end, it is one of the best powers in this world, and it is already like this, how can it be possible to shrink back and cut slowly, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand was shocked.

Kill the edge.

Knots of blood.

The Hold of the Word.

Gu Jun's face is already demonic, at this moment he gathers the blood and blood of the ghost of heaven and earth, its shape is like a ghost, where it goes, the yin wind roars non-stop, but there is also the most essential vitality of heaven and earth on his body.

What is this?

This is the essence of the ghost put on the holy cloak of the immortal robe.

Then it's still a ghost.

This is false.

However, no one dared to doubt his strength in this falsehood, even Sheng Sushuang, who was the number one in the world, just when Gu Jun gathered his blood and qi and stole heaven and earth, his face was already solemn.

Now at this moment, there is a hint of war intent in Sheng Sushuang's eyes.

Undoubtedly, he thought that Gu Jun and the others at this moment were qualified to fight with him.

"Whew~~. ā€

In his imagination, Gu Jun's body had already swept in front of Sheng Sushuang.

"Hiss~~. ā€

Enough nonsense has been said for a long time, and now it is time to see the real chapter under his hands, as soon as Gu Jun's body arrives, the Xuanyuan sword in his hand will be slashed out.

"Whew~~. ā€

Under the blade, the protrusion of Sheng Sushuang's body was blurred.

But just when his body was faintly dissipated and disappeared, a trace of blood suddenly appeared in the cold air around him, and the body that was about to disappear immediately returned to the truth, and the expression on Sheng Su's face darkened.

A smug laugh rang out in my ears.

"Haha~~. ā€

Holding the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, he slashed, and seeing that Sheng Su Shuangyou was in vain, Gu Jun laughed loudly and said, "Su Shuangxiao'er, where do you want to go, obediently suffer death." ā€

"Whew~~. ā€

The blade cuts through the air, and the blood is smeared.

Zhiyang Zhengqi Xuanyuan Sword is indeed bloody and chaotic, undoubtedly under the infection of Gu Jun, it is infected with evil, and it is destined to be more demonic.

Blade chaos overhead.

It is no longer possible to avoid its edge.

"Hmph~~. ā€

Sheng Su sneered in his mouth and whispered, "Then I'll see how strong the moral degradation of your gathering of the world is, Brother Gu," as soon as the words stopped, the flawless jade-colored starlight poured out from the pupils of his eyes.

"Hum~. ā€

It's not just the eyes.

It is Shengsu, and both bodies are in the starlight.

"Hiss~. ā€

Xuanyuan's sword broke through the air, and the blade trembled.

"Hiss~~. ā€

What is the difference between light and air, just in the endless sound of the Xuanyuan Sword, the blood-colored blade and the top of Sheng Su's double heads, falling.

"Keng~~. ā€

No one saw how Sheng Sushuang's fist was raised.

But just when he saw it, his raised fist had already blocked the Xuanyuan Sword that was about to behead the head.

Again, I don't see it clearly.

"Whew~~. ā€

Sheng Sushuang's other arm clapped and slapped Gu Jun's chest, and the human eye didn't have the means to see clearly, so much more.

It's in the palm of Sheng Sushuang.

Just before Gu Jun's chest.

A touch of blue appeared.

That's the ultimate thunder.

It's hard to know if it's the palm of the hand that comes out first or the thunderbolt.

Fortunately, this time, so many eyes who were watching did not miss this wonderful moment.

"Hiss~~. ā€

The winding extreme thunder had already touched Sheng Sushuang's jade-colored palm, but this touch did not cause the expected sound whistle.

Voiceless.

They were as silent as if they hadn't met.

Are you sure?

"Hehe~~. ā€

Suddenly, a smile appeared on Sheng Sushuang's cold face, and correspondingly, Gu Jun's face suddenly darkened, right on his chest.

The place where the palms of the hands and the blue thunder converge.

"Hiss~~. ā€

Finally a voice was heard.

Everyone's teeth were sore, and the light of Sheng Su's palms flashed, and with a slight twist, the extreme thunder was on the verge of defection.

"Whew~~. ā€

Close.

Start with the chest that is close to the thunder.

"Boom~~. ā€

Light explodes, thunder.

The outside is scorched and the inside is tender, and the body of Gu Jun, the master of Chiyou, from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, is all black, and all of them are covered in black smoke.

The perennial goose hunter finally stopped the goose from striking his eyes.

Gu Jun has controlled the thunder all his life, and finally tasted the feeling of five thunders in person.

How dare he stay for a long time.

"Whew~~. ā€

Decisiveness is very decisive, dragging the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, borrowing the power of Sheng Sushuang's palm, and also borrowing the power of the thunder on his body, he hurriedly and decisively rolled back again.

Black smoke billowed out.

The whole body is as black as a broken soul, and the urgency is like a lost dog.

"Heh~~. ā€

Sneer.

Sheng Sushuang looked at Gu Jun's appearance and smiled coldly, and at this moment, Gu Jun had already stood still, and it was funny to see him in shock.

said: "Brother Gu Jun, what is this injury to you, why are you so afraid?"

Fact.

Has Gu Jun been defeated?

No.

As a top powerhouse, how could he be so easy to lose, he just failed in one move, and he was far from defeat, Gu Jun was also the king of the Witch God Heaven, how could his cultivation be fake, even if he didn't have so many messy blessings, he could still walk on Sheng Su's hands for a few rounds.

So why now?

It's just because there's so much mess.

With so many chips in his hands, why should he fight to the death with him, even if he is forced to get to that point, it is far from now.

"Whew~~. ā€

Gu Jun looked at Sheng Sushuang's sneer, his mouth exhaled slightly, and suddenly there was a smile on his face, but it was a smug coldness, and a pair of eyes stared at Sheng Sushuang's eyes full of gloom.

"Hey~~. ā€

He gritted his teeth and sneered, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand was upside down in front of him, and his fingers were lightly touched towards the blade, and immediately a blood droplet that shimmered with this gorgeous luster appeared, and it floated on the tip of the Xuanyuan Sword in the shadows.

Bloody and enchanting.

Blood-studded.

And as soon as this drop of blood appeared, the eyes of all the people in heaven and earth instantly converged on it, and even Sheng Sushuang's eyes were also affected by it.

"Hehe~~. ā€

This is exactly what Gu Jun wants.

On the black face that was thundered, the sneering white teeth were all open, and he said coldly: "Su Shuang Xiao'er, I must be no stranger to you." ā€

Not unfamiliar, a thousand knowledge, all recognized.

"Whew~~. ā€

Thick and roaring calm breathing.

This is the heart master Sheng Sushuang is suppressing the hot blood in his heart, he makes himself angry, but this drop of blood makes his heart palpitate.