Wu Huo spit out a mouthful of blood, looked coldly at the ice, chuckled and stood up with his sword. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Nether flicked his sleeve, and his crescent-white shirt at this time had three large sword wounds, and only one wound oozed a trace of blood.

"At the beginning, you showed the realm of Gang Qi refining body just to create psychological pressure on me, so that I could not exert my original force, but this move had no effect on me. Because of this, your gang qi is consumed quickly, but I didn't expect that your gang qi is no longer enough to support it so quickly, it seems that your gang qi is a little unsightly. Wu Huo sneered.

"Although the mission is to take you alive, it is not impossible for me to leave some memorial on you, such as your arms, tongue, and eyes." The eyes beneath the Nether Mask reflect a cruel and hideous look.

Wu Huo raised the corners of his mouth, Mingyang's sword was horizontal in front of him, and he jumped to the top of the netherworld, the sword pressed Mount Tai, and the chant was endless, locking the head of the netherworld and splitting it.

The five fingers of the Netherworld were clenched into fists, the body squatted down slightly, the blood vessels on the palms of the hands burst out and bent and deformed, the fists trembled lightly and were full of strength, and there was a faint smell of danger.

He smiled, his body was like a spring pressed to the bottom line, and he bounced into the air at great speed, and his fist hit the blade of the sword.

The bodies of the two men froze in the air, and where the blades and fists collided, the dead branches scraped by the whirlpool formed by the collision of internal forces shook violently.

The sword intent slanted out, turning into a sword blade and going around, but in an instant, the body of the Netherworld was already covered with sword wounds, but there was no scar on the fist.

Ming Yang Jian trembled violently, Wu Hui did not have the slightest blood on his face, he smiled hideously, and his fist took another step forward.

"Poof"

Wu Huo spit out a mouthful of blood, and a domineering and ruthless internal force took advantage of the weakness to smash the dantian, and he hurriedly mobilized his internal force to encircle and suppress this foreign army.

When Wu Huo suppressed the internal force, the ghost kicked him to the ground alive.

As soon as he fell to the ground, Netherworld had already jumped down from the air, stepping on Wu Huo's chest with one foot and the other on his right hand, he bent down to look at Wu Huo, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

The crescent-white robe swayed in the wind, making the sword wounds on it extremely obvious, the blood stains were like red plums covering the robes, and the scars on the body of the ghost were still smiling, without the slightest decline.

"Good swordsmanship, it's a pity."

"From now on, I'll take your right arm first."

Netherworld showed its white teeth, and the knuckles of his right knuckles turned into claws, grabbing at Wu Hui's right arm.

Wu Hui's pupils shrank, and his left hand turned into a palm to slap his leg, and the ghost sneered, and his left hand quietly popped out, shackling his left palm.

At this time, there was no hindrance, and the Netherworld seemed to see the miserable appearance of him losing his right arm, and he couldn't help but have a little more sickly pleasure on his face.

Suddenly, a slender palm as white as jade grabbed his wrist, and the mutton fat jade hand that should have been kept in the boudoir with ten fingers without touching the spring water of the sun grabbed the killing move of the netherworld, and could not get any closer an inch.

Netherworld raised his head and saw a simple blue coat, a delicate face, and a heroic look between his eyebrows, which made him suddenly think of someone.

"Are you Wen Sheng?"

The corners of Wen Sheng's mouth hooked a smile, but his eyes were as cold as a thousand-year-old glacier.

"You also touched the arm of my young palace master?" After speaking, Wen Sheng grasped his fist and suddenly reached out and hit him in the abdomen.

The hand that loosened the shackles of Wu Hui's palm and used the internal force to touch Wen Sheng's fist.

Who knew that Wen Sheng's punch was originally a false move, but suddenly changed from a fist to a claw, and he staggered the trajectory and clasped his other hand.

At this time, her right leg, which had been gathering momentum for a long time, suddenly kicked towards the abdomen of the Netherworld, and there seemed to be a light in her foot, which was Gangqi!

Her leg strength weighed about hundreds of pounds, and the Netherworld's abdomen was injured, because of the inertia of the body, she fell backwards, but Wen Sheng's hands tightly grasped his hands, and only heard a click, Netherworld's arms were dislocated!

Wen Sheng sneered, let go of his hands, and kicked him towards Qingtan Lake with the other kick.

The ice on Qingtan Lake was already riddled with holes due to the battle between the two just now, and this time a person hit it, and the ice broke in an instant, and the Netherworld also fell into the lake.

But in the blink of an eye, the lake exploded, and the Netherworld flew out of it, landing steadily on the shore, and the two dislocated arms swayed leisurely, and at this time he was soaked, as if he had fallen into soup, but his body as straight as a javelin did not make people feel contemptuous in the slightest.

"What happened to the black kite?" The voice of the Netherworld could not hear joy or anger.

Wen Sheng hooked the hair on his chest and threw it behind him, and the corners of his mouth hooked: "Go to the place where you will go in the end." ”

Nether chuckled: "It's a pity, if you hadn't killed her, I would have killed her with my own hands!" ”

"Wen Sheng, next time we see you, I will abolish you with my own hands." The Netherworld said with great confidence, without the slightest gesture that a person who was at a disadvantage should make, and after speaking, he stomped on the ground, his body was light and elegant like a phoenix, and he was extremely dexterous and fled away.

Wen Sheng snorted coldly, flipped his fingers up, and released several Gang Qi sword blades at his back.

The Nether's face smirked disdainfully, and his body avoided the blade in the air like a deft butterfly.

Unexpectedly, Netherworld lost his arms, and he was able to control the balance of his body very skillfully, calmly dodging them one by one, and when he looked again, he had lost his trace.

Looking at his back as he fled into the wilderness, Wen Sheng did not have the slightest joy, and the solemnity between his eyebrows could not dissipate.

"It's a pity that he escaped." Wu Hui came to her side and said regretfully.

"Just now I took advantage of the right time and place, it's really a normal fight, it's not easy to say who wins and who loses, and I always feel that he has internal injuries and doesn't play his real strength; And if he escapes with all his might, I can't keep him, Brother Wu, how are your injuries. Wen Sheng looked at Wu Hui, his brows instantly tightened, and he hurriedly asked.

She was still waiting at the inn when a woman dressed in black suddenly entered through the window.

She claimed to be the killer black kite of Ruyi Building, saying that she had received a flying pigeon from Brother Yue, and came to find Wen Sheng, and then told her about the recent actions of the underworld and the place of rendezvous.

Wen Sheng was anxious in her heart, and hurriedly jumped out of the window to rush to Qingtan Lake, but she didn't know the road at all, and she finally arrived after asking passers-by a few times.

Who knew that as soon as he arrived, he saw that scene, and he was immediately angry and angry.

"It's just a skin injury, if you hadn't arrived, I'm afraid my right arm would be gone." Wu Huo said slowly, his face was not happy, but he was surprised by Wen Sheng's words in his heart, that Netherworld is so strong, is it still injured? If it is healed, it will be great.

Although he was rescued, the joy in his heart was not intense, imagine that a man was rescued by a woman, and it was also a woman he liked, and he suddenly felt that his face was dull.

Someone should have come to save him, but why hasn't that person come yet, is it that he drank and made a mistake again?

(Today's Qixi night, I ate broccoli dog food one by one, and asked Cangtian with a smile, is it okay to fly me a boyfriend?) (To be continued.) )