A halberd sword is separated, and each has a number of superiors.

"Loose Wind and Moon. ”

There is no way to retreat, the spirit of the monk who broke the precept is tense, and the sword blade skillfully turns a wonderful move, and the castration is not directional. However, no matter how unpredictable the sword moves are, the demons who are good at fighting can always find out where the killing machine is, and they are alert to block the way of the lotus.

The pardon boy first guarded the watertight, and then a brave counterattack was coming. The iron chain that mopped the floor rattled, and the pardoning boy was dumbfounded, and he had already seen the flaws in the sword, and the long halberd was picked horizontally, and the wolf smoke led thunder in the air, sweeping thousands of troops like a sweep.

The purple thunder rushed to kill, and the sword monk Xuanlian slapped the feather fan on his waist with one hand, and the sword turned into countless flying feathers, and shot fiercely at the pardoning boy.

"Killing the Demon Lotus. ”

For a short time, the demon will attack, and his life will be instantaneous, and there is no way to avoid it. The thin monk's robe swelled in the wind, and the sword monk Xuanlian carried his true strength to the peak, and a swastika gold seal suddenly appeared in the sky, and boundless purple qi surged in. The five fingers of the precept-breaking monk wiped the blade of the sword, and when he ascended, the surrounding saints were brilliant, and he made a great move.

The blade of the sword flowing in Qinghui and the halberd blade that pierced through the wind suddenly converged in the air. There was a dull pain in the chest, a sudden darkness in the eyes, the world was silent, and the unyielding monk who was defeated in the battle only had a conscious chuckle.

The sonorous sound was repeated for a long time, and the boundaries between life and death blurred. The mellow wine that was put down before, and the plum fragrance that was once far away, are all regained in an instant at this moment, and I miss it very much.

“…… You're here, Sword Evil Friend. ”

"Don't speak. ”

No one would have thought that meeting again would be such a scene of life and death. The reborn demon fetus stopped talking, silently took the holy sword in the hand of the sword monk, and faced the demon realm strong general who was killed with a halberd.

The sword is proud of the ice marks, the cold bones, the meaning is high, the sword evil name of the Northern Regions is revealed, the eyes are pure and waveless, and the wisdom and indifference of facing fate are no longer there.

The swift sword was too fast, and the moment the blades collided, the pardoning boy only felt that the plum fragrance was cold, the sword was withdrawn with coldness, and the purple thunder on the wolf halberd was surging as if it was frozen instantly, and he lost his scorching breath.

"The strong. ”

The firm palm of the hand, waving the wolf halberd, wrote two words in the air. Not yielding, not afraid of battle, and not stingy with appreciation. The pardoning boy attacked again with a halberd, and the owner of the lotus was still as steady as a mountain, which was unfathomable.

It is similar to the scheming of the Buddha swallowing boy. This is the rebirth of the demon fetus, and the upper limit of Jian Xue's nameless strength is not known except for the dead Yilian Tuosheng.

Although the thunderbolt is very fast, it is even more powerful. But the plum soul burial moon is the last to come. Bingmei's frozen breath made the wolf beast eat pain and howl fiercely.

The purple thunder flowed into the sea like mud, and he didn't take a move, the wolf beast was injured, and the boy was shocked, and when he was about to turn into a killing body and fight again, he was reborn in the road behind him, but he suddenly ran out of the golden statue and wanted to go.

The importance of the task in the mind immediately overwhelmed the will to win. Without thinking, the pardon boy immediately lifted the reins of the wolf beast, and a black hole of nothingness suddenly appeared behind him.

Seeing this, just in case, he wanted to send the Heavenly Throne Golden Body back to the Demon Realm in advance, and decisively threw it towards the pardon boy. Unexpectedly, two cold sword qi suddenly shot in, immediately causing the body of the heavenly throne to deflect in the air, and the iron chain smashed into the air and smashed out of a pit several zhang deep.

Sudden changes, the war situation is chaotic again. After solving the monks in the Jiaye Palace, the Yuan Calamity Tianhuang and the Farewell Crazy Hua have all rushed back, and they have no desire to talk about the two of them who are late.

In order to keep the demon heart from losing, don't see the crazy god without a way, the red moon enchantment closes the space, and suddenly talks about no desire trapped in it.

"Forgiveness!"

On the other side, the first retreat can not be achieved, the Yuan Calamity Tianhuang knows that the power of Gu Chen is not trivial, and he shouted and fought side by side with the pardon boy, intending to let Ji Jieli take the golden statue and meet with the peripheral demon generals.

Worried about Xuanlian's life, she had no intention of participating in the dispute, but Jian Xue was nameless, but she didn't want the demons to succeed. Before leaving, Jian Xue urged the Lotus Sword Blade, unleashed several fierce sword qi, and struck the golden statue out of the Bodhi Regeneration Path.

In an instant, the person was as fast as the wind with selfless sword intent, and the sword bag behind him emitted several sharp mangs. As if a ghost broke through the wind, the white-haired sword man actually intercepted the Tianzuo Buddha statue halfway through the stunned eyes of everyone!

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Far away from the hustle and bustle, no vulgar disturbances, Red Leaf Villa, quiet as before. However, this rare tranquility in the rivers and lakes comes at the expense of the innocent.

The kind-hearted Mrs. Momiji couldn't accept it with peace of mind, so she could only chant prayers behind closed doors, praying for her husband's sins. And Deng Jiuwu didn't need much manpower to go to the Holy Domain. Zhang Haojun stayed near the villa and guarded his safety.

It's just that for some reason, Zhang Yuanjun feels that his spirit has been very bad recently. Sometimes drowsy, sometimes irritable, but the subconscious mind dominates the cause of a qiē on Gongsun Yue without seeking to understand.

However, the uninvited guests who came today are destined to be exhausted.

The guards at the bottom of the mountain couldn't stop it, so they were easily intruded by the two of them. The instinct brought by the perennial killing career, Zhang Yuanjun noticed the aura of the master, and his trance consciousness suddenly perked, looking at the two people who were standing still, and then hated it: "It's you?!"

"What a hate......

The deaths of the two brothers are related to themselves, and Wen Renran knows where Zhang Yuanjun's hatred comes from, but he has no pretentious and considerate thoughts, and said bluntly: "If you want to take revenge, first think about the gap between yourself and the Holy Trace." ”

"Hmph. ”

Although Zhang Yuanjun was proud, but on the premise of protecting Mrs. Hongye, he did not make a mistake and turned his face to seek revenge, so he immediately frowned and said, "What is the purpose of your coming here?"

"Seeing people. ”

"Madame doesn't need to be treated by others anymore, please go back." Zhang Yuanjun shook his head coldly and refused.

"How's your complexion?"

didn't answer at first, Wen Renran turned sideways and asked Mu Shaoai. After observing the handsome boy for a moment, his long eyebrows trembled slightly, and Mu Shaoai nodded: "The complexion is so good that it is pleasing to the eye." ”

“…… Is there a problem?"

The symptoms of this kind of Gu poison have already been understood by Wen Renran from Mu Shaoai's mouth, so he turned to look at Zhang Haojun and said, "It's a pity that it is you who need to see a doctor, not Mrs. Hongye." ”

"Nonsense. As soon as the absurdity came into his ears, Zhang Yuanjun suddenly felt ridiculous, and he didn't want to pay attention to it, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Gongsun Yue got to where she is today, but it's because of you. ”

"What's so strange about a woman who turns her back on her brother and is found by the enemy?"

Although Zhang Yuanjun was soft-hearted and suspicious, he still did not change his mouth, and involuntarily sneered, "I have the ability to kill the loyal king, and I have no ability to avenge my brother." It's really a good Gongsun Yue, what a butterfly king. ”

"With such an impulsive tone, are you eating a gun?"

Zhang Haojun didn't have a good tone: "Are all the people in the Central Plains as idle as you?"

"Well, why do you have to force me to do it?"

"Why not give it a try?"

There is no solution to the brother's hatred, Zhang Yuanjun has long been holding back his resentment, the hairpin sword is swirling with flowers, his posture is smart, and the sword is extremely fast. However, Wen Renran had no intention of entanglement, intercepted Zhang Yuanjun's wrist with one hand, and pointed to the strength of the left hand, and fixed himself in the acupoint.

After capturing Zhang Yuanjun, he didn't delay when he heard it, turned around and said, "Shao Ai, is it to diagnose here, or to leave first?"

"It's not difficult to find out the cause of the Gu poison, but it's ......"

Seeing that Wen Renran had no murderous intent, Mu Shaoai asked with some surprise, "Are you sure you need to save him?"

"For the sake of Butterfly Jun's face, it's not impossible to save his life. ”

"He doesn't seem to be going to give up on revenge-seekers. ”

"If this still doesn't work, then there is only life and death under the sword......"

It's just that Wen Renran's selfishness doesn't want it for the time being, and it goes to the extreme. Just when Wen Ren was thinking deeply, Mu Shaoai had roughly confirmed the Gu Thing, glanced at it and said, "Whatever you want." There were indeed traces of the Flowing Gu in his body, but it was not convenient to take them out of this place. ”

"Don't worry about it. Hypocrisy, forgiveness is unacceptable. Zhang Qijun sneered back.

"Accept it or not, depending on what Gongsun Yue means, it's not up to you to have the final say. I only have one question, have you ever met strange people before? such as an old man wearing a black veil on his head, a few bamboo tubes pinned to his waist, and an old man with a strange accent. ”

“…… Well, how do you know?"

It's really a Flowing Gu Emperor...... Confirming the earlier speculation, Wen Renran and Mu Shaoai glanced at each other, and they already had a plan for the next step.

However, there was still a problem in front of him, Mu Shaoai temporarily pressed his solemn thoughts, looked at Zhang Haojun calmly, and asked: "To put it simply and directly, if this poison is not solved all the time, you will lose your self-consciousness." Even then, you won't accept kindness?"

With Zhang Yuanjun's spiritual purity, he will never allow things to be manipulated by others. But it is even more difficult for him to accept being saved by the enemy's charity.

In the midst of troubles and struggles, Zhang Yuanjun turned his face away and closed his eyes, and simply replied: "Brother's revenge will be avenged." Before losing consciousness, Zhang Yuanjun will choose to cut himself off. ”

"It's a good backbone, but I don't want to say yes yet. ”

can't convince the little orchid, and he can't let Zhang Haojun go to the door every now and then to seek revenge. Wen Renran didn't have any idea for a while, so he could only decide to take the person away first.

Mu Shaoai suddenly stepped forward, pressed Wen Renran's movements, and shook his head: "Let's go to Ximiao, and leave this matter to him." ”

"Huh?"

Those who did not need medical treatment answered, and the string sound of the sky cried for a moment, and white feathers suddenly flew on the mountainside. The six wings roared low, and in the blink of an eye, the human track was lost.

"Alas, trouble Feather Boy again. ”

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