On top of the head.

Climb high above your head.

blocked the fist, but he did let the demon knife kill on the top of his head.

Under the cold.

Ji Meng's face suddenly became gloomy, and there was no doubt that this was a bit beyond his imagination.

So do you think you have nothing to do and wait for death?

"Hmph~!"

The hands are still there, and the sword in the hand is not a decoration, this is not for the sake of flowers, they are naturally life-saving swords, murderous knives.

Ji Meng snorted coldly in his mouth.

The swords in his hands are combined, and they form a cross slash.

"Whew~!"

The wind and rain converge on the long stage, and become the first pass under the demon knife.

"Keng~~!"

Splitting Huashan, under the crossroads, the demon blade went straight down, and there was no chance of struggling, and it was like air under the crushing, which instantly annihilated it into slag and scattered into invisible.

Under the knife.

Jimeng's head.

Unguarded heads.

So now, hack it.

"Whew~~!"

Chop, chop, I still want to chop, but in the end, the knife is actually black in front of my eyes, and I don't know how long it has been blurred in the clouds in an instant.

"Poof~!"

It doesn't take long.

Han Xian, who was shocked, thought that a long time had passed, but in fact, it was only a moment later.

It's out.

It's spit out.

"Roar~!"

The sky dragon laughed, and the hateful guy swam past him as soon as he flicked his tail and showed off his might, why it was dark in front of him, it should be understood by now.

It was swallowed by it.

But it was afraid that it would come out of its belly, so it spit itself out again.

What did this change in an instant?

The blessings are gone.

The force splitting Huashan became a ridiculous force splitting the air, wiping Ji Meng's body, a long blood stain flashed, it was rubbing, this friction air, not even a single cold hair of Ji Meng.

But the blood was scary, and the broken air was like an explicit mockery.

You've chopped it out.

It was changed, and the top of Ji Meng's head was displaced, and after being spit out, of course it would be cut empty.

"Whew~!"

His own knife was missed, but with such a rare opportunity, Ji Meng was trying not to empty his means, and the moment Canglong swallowed it couldn't change anything, and he didn't deviate much distance from himself, he was still by his side, Ji Meng was still by his side.

But what does that amount to?

It's perfect.

Finish playing for the Grim Reaper to fulfill his own life.

The wind moves and the rain moves.

Ji Meng's swords came out together, and the sword ran to the throat, intending to cut off the connection between the head and the body, and the sword ran to the heart, intending to destroy the root of the body and destroy the source of the Dao.

"Whew~!"

Cold.

It was the moment he first appeared, he immediately listened to Feng Han, and the originally good situation was lost, but now it is indeed falling straight down, and his life is worrying again.

It's annoying.

I don't bother with the sword in front of me, the elusive mist dragon is the root of the annoyance, God knows when it will be killed, the sky doesn't know, when it will send itself into the darkness again, this beast must be killed, this Dao must be broken.

But now the top priority is to find a way to survive Ji Meng's sword and sword swords.

The Tao is self-sufficient.

'Yiying' hasn't played for a long time.

It's time for it to come into play.

"Buzz~!"

The breath of blood was mixed with the breath of the saint, and the strength on the arms was immediately doubled, and there was originally no time to block, but under the vertical and horizontal of the 'Yiying' method, there was no time to explode out of time.

Absolute power.

The force should break the law.

The arm moved into an illusion, and Han Xian didn't care about the Ji Meng Wind Knife that slashed at his throat to ask for his head, but swung the demon knife and struggled to meet Ji Meng's rain sword that was intended to pierce his heart.

What's the use?

What's the use?

What's the use of giving up one and focusing on one, killing, a knife to decapitate a head, what else can you do to live if the head is beheaded, save the heart and lose the head, it will still be a dead man.

If you don't have a head, you lose your thoughts, and it's better to die.

The Walking Dead are ghosts.

Only hellish ghosts can roam around without heads.

So what about Han Xian now?

In the next moment, the soulless soul of hell?

The next moment has not yet come.

The next moment always means that it has not come.

What didn't happen, isn't it too much now?

Don't care, don't care about the decapitator, just focus on the Heart Piercing Sword, naturally you also have to pay attention to the long sword that is about to be resisted by the demon knife, this is the point.

"Keng~!"

Listening to the voice, the rain sword trembled.

"Whew~!"

The blood was like a demon, with all his strength, and with the amplification of 'Yiying', the rain sword in Ji Meng's hand was dyed red in an instant, but this red was not satisfied, and it went straight to Ji Meng's body.

Force.

With the rain sword as the medium, the force is added.

"Poof~!"

Like rain, the blood in Ji Meng's mouth surged like rain, and the heart-piercing long sword under the demon knife was shattered, and the force was not stopped, and it was still raging on Ji Meng's body.

"Whew~!"

Shaking.

was released, Ji Meng's body was directly released, and his body moved, so the wind knife in his right hand intended to cut off Han Xian's head was pulled together, offset a little, and rubbed Han Xian's Adam's apple on the spot.

The same scene, almost close to the skin, is indeed a hairless injury.

After all, it's hardly close.

"Whew~!"

Long breath, the little fate is saved.

His gaze immediately swept over Ji Meng's body, and when he saw his left hand, he threw out the power he had imposed on him.

"Hehe~!"

Ji Meng immediately smiled and said with a sneer: "Not bad, not bad, you are really strong." ”

"Hehe~!"

Listen to compliments.

And it is still to listen to the praise from the enemy, this is naturally the most pertinent, undoubtedly this is also the most useful, the face suddenly smiled, his eyes looked at Ji Meng's face, and said coldly and arrogantly: "That's natural, but you ....."

Bite one's tongue.

Half a sentence was spoken.

Han Xian's gaze turned, sweeping towards the mist Canglong hidden behind Ji Meng, "Hehe," "Squeak," the strange smile in his mouth was fake, and he sneered and said: "It's just that you, if it weren't for the help of that evil obstacle, you would have died a long time ago at this moment." ”

"Haha~!"

Listening to Han Xian's ridicule, Ji Meng laughed instead of being angry.

A pair of eyes swept over Han Xian's body, full of disdain.

Canglong?

Need an explanation for this?

Do you need an explanation for your own means?

Ji Meng smiled, the playfulness in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and said: "Why don't you throw away the murderous soldier in your hand and let me kill it, why don't you tie your hands tightly and let me slaughter it, why don't you care about saying such a dream, you will die headlong." ”

"Whew~!"

At this moment, the wind is blowing.

At this moment, the whirring wind came from the long rain around Ji Meng, and the hot ridicule gushed out on his body, all over his face.

Play with words.

Do ridicule.

Indeed, he was seized by others and ridiculed with all his might.

"Whew~!"

Breathing, the face is red and white, breathing, scorching and cold and warm, this time it seems to be a shame to be thrown to grandma's house.

"Huh~!"

Looking at Ji Meng's sneering face, his arms and fists were clenched until the meridians burst out, and he couldn't wait to rush up with his teeth, and the good teeth of the demon clan gnawed the guy in front of him who was laughing at himself.

Swallow it so that the humiliation can end here.

How is that possible?

"Roar~!"

appeared.

The dragon that had been cruising appeared, it rushed to the front and roared, it didn't hold back, it couldn't help but want to mock itself.

"Hey~!"

It's you who is waiting.

I have no skin and no face, I am not ashamed, I say stupid things, and I will be hooked by your big fish.

Don't even think about leaving when you're in front of you.

"Whew~!"

Waiting for you for a long time, the roaring dragon is in front of you, how can you miss such an opportunity, the clenching of your fists is for you.

Move.

The color of blood moves, and the light of the Buddha also moves.

A punch comes out.

Straight in.

Get down for me.

Crease~~!

At first glance, the shadow of the fist, Canglong's big eyes wrinkled was the wrinkle of Ji Meng's eyes of the same fate, and suddenly saw the fist blade, it was Canglong's nose bridge wrinkled, it was you who hit, and the point of the falling fist was here.

"Whew~!"

Breathe the wind moves.

Ji Meng Canglong wanted to hide, but at such a close distance, how could there be room to dodge and take it, so be ready to endure it, you deserved a punch when you were smirking.

"Bang~!"

Nodding his head.

Han Xian's fist smashed straight on the bridge of Canglong's nose, but when it landed on it, it almost fell to the ground with a stumble.

It's powerless.

The fist is powerful to shake the demon, but it seems to be unable to carry it.

This punch is as weak as hitting the air, but what about the sound, the sound of the bang I really heard, but how could it be powerless.

"Huh~!"

It's still this powerlessness, and my ears are really listening to the sound of bones breaking.

Where did you come from?

Where did it come from, where was the sound of bones breaking?

Behind you.

It was behind Canglong, Ji Meng's head was bloody, and at this moment, the bridge of its nose collapsed, and the clear fist marks on his face were obviously even more abrupt.

Connected to the same fate.

The fist was slammed into it.

"Haha~!"

Laughing, laughing out loud in his mouth, what could be happier than the current thing, the original intention was to destroy this mist dragon, who would have thought that this dragon was Ji Meng's life.

I really regret it.

At that time, he should have used a knife to slash it, isn't it just that the two of them are all beautiful, and if they kill them all, they will all die.

"Whew~!"

The knife is moving, the demon knife in his hand is talking, it is not too late now, and it is the right time to break the dragon, so the knife in his hand will kill it.

"Whew~!"

Hearing the chaos, Ji Meng's eyes were even more frightened.

Is this the fear before death, is this the color before death?

Chop it.

Slashing the dragon with a sword is also killing the demon and destroying the body.

"Boom~!"

Just when the knife in his hand was raised, just when he was about to make Ji Meng Canglong into two sections, the sky was indeed full of dust, and the hoofs were chaotic.

was alarmed, and his hand was relieved.

The opportunity is fleeting.

Ji Meng still wants to die, with this abnormal move, Canglong retreated violently, and instantly escaped the range of the demon knife, fortunately, he finally picked up a life.

"Whew~!"

Ji Meng let out a long breath, a pair of eyes stained with blood staring at Han Xian's face fiercely, and roared: "You can't go, the army of the sheep god is killed, you can't go." ”

"Boom~!"

The sound of hooves is getting closer.

In the blink of an eye, the clear army of the demon clan seemed to confirm Ji Meng's words.

"Cut~!"

"It's a good time. ”

A sneer flashed with disdain in his mouth, the sky was bright again, what am I afraid of, his eyes were picky, and then he smiled: "Look at your baby, you may not be so lucky next time, hehe~!"

Sneer.

Space is messy.

Time breaks.

Shizuchi.

This move again, Han Xian slipped away from Ji Meng's hands with this trick again, this time, there was a flash of resentment on its blood-knotted face, but it was indeed not roaring.

After all, it's bloody.

It hurts to howl and pull your muscles.

"Whew~!"

Disappeared, people disappeared here, and naturally they were looking for people there.

There is a soul in the heart, and a thousand miles are linked to each other.

She was convinced that he would come.

He was convinced that she would wait.

I'm here under the high city.