The sound blows in the wind.

The sound is torn by the wind.

In that place, what had just happened was happening again.

In front of everyone's eyes, the White Emperor Shaohao staged a tragic change of living demons, which scared many people to cry and scared a lot of faces.

And now, the wind blows everything and it seems to be going to be staged again.

I saw the human body torn again, and the cracks crept on the human body.

Only this time it's a big change.

Suddenly the wind blew and tore apart, and all the grief and indignation all shut up, they were staring at each other, this is hope.

There is no doubt that if Han Xian can come back to life like Shao Hao, it means that the claws of the god of death will not be able to grasp his body.

"Whew~!"

Growing.

The more you climb, the fuller it gets.

In the blink of an eye, the crack started from the mouth of the heart, permeated the whole body, covered everything, the wind did not stop, the wind was blowing, fragmented, inch by inch.

Nope.

It's clean.

The night is coming to an end, the sky is white light, after a night of noise, this place is so clean, if the White Emperor Shaohao does not appear here, this place will be really clean.

And there's so much dust there.

Han Xian, who was destined to be blown away by the wind, will definitely come back.

You have a trick, I have a wall ladder, you play intrigues, I also have ghost tricks, yours is very exciting, mine is also thrilling.

Cut off the head with a knife.

I was happy to cut off the water ice sword, I thought that I was going to win like this, but just when the blade was getting closer and closer to Shao Hao's scalp, my heart was really questioned.

Is that all?

Did you win like that?

Wouldn't it be too hasty?

Wouldn't it be too simple?

But the knife is on the way, success is right now, is it too useless to give up like this, if it is true, does it mean that the opportunity is missed in vain?

'Hehe~~!'

'Hehehe~~~!'

In my imagination, my heart seemed to flash with a hundred thousand laughter.

If it's a good opportunity now, then even if I miss it first, I can get it back, but if it's a trap in front of me now, then I can't climb up if I jump.

"Whew~!"

So as soon as the wind blew, I left a shadow and ran away.

Sure enough, the knife cut off the head, he didn't move, I sighed, did I lose the opportunity like this, because I was very sure in my heart that it was impossible to kill Shao Hao with the falsehood of that shadow.

And after a blink of an eye.

I let go of my hand, I closed my sigh, and broke my heart, and I was glad that if I hadn't run fast, I would have lost my life now.

"Whew~!"

The sky is white, and the morning breeze is fresh.

"Hehe~!"

When people returned, Han Xian, who had returned, smiled and focused his gaze on the reddish blood stains on Shao Hao's face, and whispered in his mouth: "Your life is really big." ”

"Haha~!"

Shao Hao, who heard it, laughed and said, "I am destined to live forever, my life is naturally big, it is you Han Xian, it really impresses me, you are such a chicken thief, are you scared?"

I'm naturally afraid of death, I love my life, what's wrong.

"Hey~!"

Mu sneered, coldly swept over Shao Hao's face, and whispered: "Yesterday the victory was not scored, and before the sun sets today, I will behead you." ”

Words out.

Knife shock.

Slash with knife light, kill with knife intent.

Shao Hao saw Han Xian's sword light stirring, his face was full of excitement, his hand was in the void, and the sword was broken and recast in an instant, and the long sword of water lingered in Chang Qing, and then Shao Hao gritted his teeth and roared: "This is exactly what a certain family means." ”

"Whew~!"

The sword comes to the sword to block, and the sword light comes to the natural sword light to block.

The long sword in Shao Hao's hand was picked out at random, and immediately a point of light came out like a dragon, roaring sword intent, fighting demon blade, and the moment they touched, they both went to hell and disappeared into the air.

People move with the sword.

The demon moves with the sword.

When the sword light was cut out, he was not idle, and the knife followed, the same, the same thought, the same purpose, when the sword intent was killed, Shao Hao also followed.

No matter who it is, they know it very well in their hearts.

Relying on you to come and go, it is impossible to defeat the opponent with sword light and sword intent back and forth, and those good-looking sword light and sword intent harvesting soldiers are very unique, but they must shake the general in person.

When the narrow road meets, the brave wins.

Offense is the iron truth, and the wise saying has once again hovered in the minds of the enemy and me, white-knuckle combat, and offense is the best defense.

Han Xian, grabbed the knife, and slashed down, intending to behead him.

Shao Hao, catching the sword, cut it horizontally, and wanted to break the spine.

The sword is the same as the sword, the man is the same as the demon, whether it is a split or a cut, all they want is to 'kill him (it)' and then I live.

And the result.

You must die, and I must live.

So between the sword light and sword shadow, instinct exercised the right of the brain most of the time, and he kept slashing with his own sword, but out of the corner of his eye, he really saw that the long sword of water actually wanted to cut his body, so how could he retreat and move a step away to avoid the edge of the sword.

That's how people think.

And the demon.

Being alive is the foundation of everything, so innate destined, instinctive reactions, the demon thinks the same way, and it takes a step back like a human.

Distances are already limited.

They all retreated, so the sword couldn't reach, and the sword couldn't grasp it.

"Keng~!"

Because the demon sword couldn't cut the demon's body, it could only pour out a cavity of anger on the water long sword, and the long sword immediately shook the frost white and fell suddenly.

And in the same way, the sword is also so angry that it can't taste human blood, so it can only use the demon knife to spill anger, and the body of the sword is dripping with blood.

"Hiss~!"

The sword and the sword intersected, and stopped.

And the people and demons who used to continue to kill in order to stay alive seemed to be very clever this time, they suddenly approached, and the intersection of the edges was already full of sparks.

And now the four eyes are facing each other, which is even more fueling.

"Whew~!"

"Whew~~!"

The proximity is so close that any slight breathing of the other party can be heard, and the breathing is scorching and cold and merciless.

"Kill~~!"

The two roared and killed with one voice.

The electric light and flint are staggered, all the way to the frost and white blood flames, all the way to the intersection of forces, from the wrestling force in the blade to the end of the blade, to find the level of the force, but the space is limited, the three-foot sword is still too short, and the separation has become inevitable.

"Whew~!"

Finally scratched out.

But it seems that it is still unfinished, and it seems that it is really too hard to love each other, and the reflexive turn over at the same time is a knife and a sword.

"Keng~!"

Humans and demons will always have a great life.

Chicken thieves by nature, instinct always keeps them at a safe distance between dodging and freeing.

The symphony is endless,

It is the frost white after the blade trembles and the blood is sprinkled with each other, you come and go between me is not lively, for a time the bright color of the sword and the sword blooming can actually cover the light of the newborn sun, the sword white is more dazzling, the sword red is more bright than the bright, dazzling, and the person and the demon blur its shape.

"Poof~!"

"Poof~!"

The two voices, just when all the eyes thought that such a dazzling blood spurt would last for a long time, it was indeed because of the sudden arrival of these two voices that the vague human and demon were instantly re-fixed in the eyes of people.

Bloody.

The demon knife got what he wanted, piercing Shaohao's shoulder blades and being bloody.

The long sword of water also got what he wanted, piercing Han Xian's shoulder blade and being bloody.

Hateful, hateful.

Demon knife hate, why did I penetrate the shoulder blades, my position, so close to the heart, should penetrate it, but there is only one chance to doom.

Shao Hao cherished his heart very much and was able to avoid it.

The sword is used to taste blood, so isn't the awkward distance now the time when the fist is not long?

Condense your fist and smash it, and buckle your heart.

Demon with the sword to accompany.,And now you must swear to the death.,The same fist to do hate to smash.,It's originally a very close embarrassment.,So there's no way to hide.。

Fall.

"Bang~!"

Do you think it's going to be a fist crossing?

You think wrong, I don't know if it's because of the cold front in your body, so that your instinct has degenerated, or if Han Xian and Shaohao are in love with the blood nature of who has a stronger body and whose fist is harder.

In front of everyone's eyes, the fists that should have been together were actually staggered.

The chest is like a skin drum, smashing hard, knocking sound, anyway, it's not my body, so I work hard, so I make up my mind.

"Poof~!"

Messy, blood flying, not beautiful in the sun, blood spilled in the mouth, the knife left the body, the sword was withdrawn, and the people and demons retreated one after another.

"Whew~~!"

People breathe, and the sound of people's mouths is as loud as a broken bellows.

"Whew~!"

There is now more than one broken bellows here, and Shao Hao, who is not far away, also has the same look, and he is miserable with scattered blood spots.

"Huh~!"

The teeth were cut, the teeth were dead, the throat was swallowed, and the blood rushed up from the heart by force, and a pair of eyes were like tigers and wolves, staring viciously in front of him.

Shao Hao.

"Whew~!"

It had its own actions, and it had forcibly swallowed the blood that had rushed to its teeth, but now it had given up the boring stare at each other.

"Hehe~!"

It laughed, it laughed, it laughed, it lifted its sleeve with a smile, wiped the blood from the corner of its mouth, and then glanced at itself.

"Hahaha~!"

It seemed to be crazy, and it seemed to be crazy, and it laughed so loudly that people looked sideways, and laughed that the sun in the sky hurriedly pulled a cloud and hid itself in it.

"Happy~~!"

It says.

It laughs, it laughs, it laughs and says, "Happy~~!"

Lunatic.

With such a look, what is it if you are not crazy, you are stabbed, your chest is being punched, your mouth is bleeding, you are so frightened, you actually shout happily, what is it if you are not crazy?

"Hehe~!"

But now Han Xian also smiled, smiled and raised coldly and arrogantly, and said, "Happy~~!"

Crazy people come in pairs, and the world of cultivating immortals is too difficult to understand.

"Haha~!"

Hearing this, Shao Hao laughed, and there was a bit of pity on its bloody face, and it immediately said: "Han Xian, if we meet in other places, we may be friends, you are in my eyes, if it is elsewhere, we can make brothers with wine.." Hey~~!"

A sigh.

I don't meet anywhere in the world, but I'm afraid that we will meet in the wrong place.

When we meet elsewhere, we may be brothers, but here?

This is the battlefield.

On the battlefield, opposite, the enemy.

Standing on the opposite side were all enemies.

Here, he and Shaohao are destined to be enemies.

It is necessary to kill a group, it is necessary to kill a place, and to fight a happy battle is to divide the winners and losers, and in this regard, it is very important, because it determines life and death.

Win or lose.

Decide life and death.

Fate.