"Wow, Mom, Superman!" said a little boy on a plane, pointing out the window with an excited face and facing the woman next to him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hearing the boy's innocent words, the other people on the plane smiled kindly.

The woman looked out the window, and heard laughter all around her, blushed, and looked at the boy reproachfully, but did not say anything, but assumed that he was talking nonsense.

"Mom, look, look, there's really a Superman. Who knew that the boy, who had always been well-behaved, was holding the woman's finger and pointing out the window at this time.

The woman's face fell, she patted the boy's buttocks gently, and pretended to be angry, "Children, don't talk nonsense." ”

Looking at the woman's stern appearance, the boy felt very aggrieved, he didn't talk nonsense, he really saw a person flying out of the window with a big sword. Why don't they believe it.

"Haha" The boy suddenly looked out the window and laughed, only to see Li Sha standing on the flying sword and smiling at the boy, making a silent movement, his hands were sealed, and he flew over quickly.

The woman was startled, and nervously touched the boy's head, "No fever?" and looked out the window again, feeling amused that she believed what a child said. Hiding the doubt in his eyes, he glared at the boy fiercely again.

The boy playfully stuck out his tongue and buried his head low.

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"Are you really going to kill them all?" Wu Yao roared covered in blood. Seeing his clansmen constantly being slaughtered, Wu Yao's heart was dripping blood.

"Quack, do you think I'm playing with you?" a man shrouded in black robe sneered, "It's still the blood of cultivators." He threw down a corpse casually and looked at Wu Yao playfully.

"Okay, okay, you forced me!" Wu Yao yelled, untied the black belt tied to his body, and put down a black wooden long box from his back.

He glanced at the bloody woman beside him, his eyes flashing with madness.

"Don't!" The woman was wearing a plain white dress, about thirty years old, and she should have been dignified and elegant everywhere, but at this time, the plain white dress was covered in blood, and she was holding a long sword in her hand, and the woman yelled at Wu Yao angrily.

The long sword in his hand was swung even more violently, and several cultivators who wanted to get close were cut into several pieces before they could react.

Seeing that she was about to approach Wu Yao, Murong Wan'er couldn't help but show a hint of joy on her face. saw a figure flashing, and a middle-aged man in purple was in front of Murong Wan'er.

The sword lay diagonally, looking at her with a complicated gaze.

"Li Xiong, you want to stop me!" Murong Wan'er looked at the man with resentment. Seeing that Wu Yao was about to open the wooden box, a trace of anxiety flashed in Murong Wan'er's eyes.

"Murong Wan'er, I don't want to. Li Xiong's face was in pain, and he really didn't know how to speak to Murong Wan'er.

"Hmph, hypocrisy! If you want to fight, come on. Murong Wan'er snorted coldly, without any extra nonsense, she stabbed straight at Li Xiong with a sword flower on her wrist.

Although Li Xiong was helpless on the surface, in fact, the moment Murong Wan'er made a move, he lifted the long sword in his hand, and every move was ruthless and ruthless, and the move was fatal.

Murong Wan'er was not to be outdone, and her moves became more and more aggressive. The swordsmanship is constantly changing.

It's just that Murong Wan'er is getting more and more anxious in her heart, and Wu Yao is about to take out that thing.

"Li Xiong, do you really care about a little bit of past affection and must be wiped out?" Murong Wan'er suddenly retracted her momentum, flashed to the side, and said coldly to Li Xiong.

Li Xiong and Wu Yao, the heads of the Tianhai Li family, had fought bloody battles with the cultivators of the Sun Country together, and at that time they were able to hand over their backs to each other, Wu Yao had always regarded him as a brother in life and death.

Unexpectedly, after inadvertently discovering the secret of the Wu family, he immediately turned his face and united with other families in Tianhai to force the Wu family to hand over the treasure.

It's really unpredictable, this is the thing Wu Yao regrets the most in his life, that is, he saw the wrong person and became brothers with the wolf!

"I don't want to, I don't want to, if you gave me something in the first place, none of this would have happened!" Li Xiong looked at Murong Wan'er with a hideous face and said, "It's just that it's too late to say anything now." I can't be the master at all. Saying this, a trace of fear flashed in Li Xiong's eyes.

For a long time, when he looked up, Li Xiong had no emotion in his eyes.

She glanced at Murong Wan'er with a cold look in her eyes, lifted the long sword in her hand and rushed over.

Murong Wan'er didn't have a trace of fear in her eyes, and all she was thinking about was how to kill Li Xiong.

"Whew!" The long sword waved, the air was cut, and only the other party was left in their eyes, Murong Wan'er swung the sword as if dancing, and the swordsmanship was beautiful but killing step by step.

Li Xiong's sword seemed to be weak and weak, and every time the sword angle was actually tricky and ruthless, Murong Wan'er had to abandon the defensive momentum.

The sword qi crisscrossed the two of them, and the other people who wanted to help Li Xiong turned into meat sauce before they got close. Gradually, a vacuum was formed, and no one dared to move forward.

The purple-red mist wrapped around Wu Yao, and the wooden box had been opened, and there was a long transparent box inside, which was also opened like the wooden box at this time, and there was a long knife lying inside.

There is a demon dragon lying on the blood-red knife body, and the dragon's eye is like a copper bell, which is breathtaking.

There are two blood grooves on each side, the handle of the knife is black and gold, and the cold light flows on the blade. You can feel the murderous aura coming from the knife from a long distance.

Cold sweat covered Wu Yao's forehead, this murderous aura made him a little unbearable, how many people did he have to kill to have such a murderous aura?

Living under such a murderous aura all the time, people have to be driven crazy, which is why the Wu family wants to seal this knife so well.

The wooden box is made of thousand-year-old agarwood, and as for the long box with a transparent body, it is made of 10,000-year-old ice that the Wu family has worked so hard to find.

Only in this way can the murderous aura emanating from the sword be suppressed.

The black-robed man stood aside and looked greedily at the long knife lying in the box. When he saw the mist next to Wu Yao, his eyes were full of jealousy.

The right hand covered by the cover fell to the ground through the robe, and if you looked closely, the palm part of the black-robed man's hand was already blurred with flesh and blood, and the exposed white bones could be vaguely seen.

It's so dangerous, if he hadn't reacted quickly, it is estimated that his hand would have been useless.

As soon as Wu Yao took out this knife, the black-robed man wanted to go up and snatch it, but Wu Yao didn't move, sitting on the ground indifferently, with a mocking look on his face.

At that time, the black-robed man secretly said that it was not good, and decisively gave up the idea of snatching, but when he dodged and retreated, the purple-red mist around Wu Yao came out strangely.

The black-robed man just accidentally touched his right hand, and he became what he is now.