Zisang's heart was shocked, he instinctively didn't want to be an enemy of this mysterious old man, but he missed today's great opportunity, the person who had already formed a beam, he took revenge and single-handedly, how to match? The face that has been soaked in enough majesty after working hard in the city of disorder for hundreds of years suddenly becomes hideous, and letting the tiger return to the mountain is undoubtedly digging his own grave, he is not stupid, not stupid, not conceited. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"What if I say no"! Thick eyebrows gaze, body tense, always maintain the best offensive state.

A slight word, confident and arrogant, the two sides are tense, this battle between life and death cannot be escaped after all.

Fauber is not a man of many words, except for being a little restrained in front of the old master, he has his own arrogance, and will let them know that it takes courage to say no in front of him.

On the top of Qishan, in the silent night, the light was great, the war entered a white heat, the sound of killing shook the sky, and the sound of screams came and went. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there is blood, even if I don't want to, what can I do?

This is a war that can't be delayed, Zisang doesn't want to delay, the longer the time, the more people from the small Qishan will come from all directions, and the uncontrollable factors will also increase. And he has regarded the city of disorder as a personal belonging, as soon as the fifth expedition and others die, under the leaderless dragons, the era of the five demons is coming to an end, he will become the emperor, he will become a king, they are all his own people, the bigger the war, it is just to weaken his own living force.

Fu Bo, Fifth Zheng and others can't afford to drag it out, the snake Gu grass is poisonous, and the yin and ruthless formation, they are not gods, and they can't turn their hands into clouds and cover their hands for rain. If you drag it down, you can only be consumed alive, and as soon as your true qi is exhausted, the requiem stops, and life and death are on the line.

Just like when you first entered the city of disorder, if you can be happy and quiet in this life, who wants to be displaced? If you can live, even if you live quietly, no one wants to die easily.

Fu Bo is the first to strike strongly, if it is the same heart, capture the thief first capture the king, Zi Sang heart right, Wen Rentian falls, all the difficulties will be solved, with a fierce attitude, like an eagle rising, towards the two of them flew away. If you can't be good, then let the fists speak.

"Where are the four demon guards"? Zi Sang Xin right frost Hua from the bottom to the top lightly picked, to meet the old man, today all the expectations are under his calculations, but left behind this mysterious old man, this person does not remove, the heart is never restless, just now has been handed, he and Wen Rentian in the city of disorder rampant for a hundred years, except for one that once made them quite scrupulous, but it has become the past, today, it will be the same as at the beginning, the winner is always his Zi Sang Xinright.

The four demon guards are the secret trump card in his hands, how high the skill is, I am afraid that only the Jing Yao who were with them at this time will know, the strange trick, the sudden loss of the trace, is the kind that even the breath disappears in an instant, the combined attack of the four people, the cold face of the Youyue is a little more cold.

With them, Zisang Xinyou can give it a go, and Wen Rentian will surround Fu Bo in it, but it is not hard and reckless, the strength of the old man makes the two of them jealous, but as long as it is a person, there is always a weakness, the weakness of his body was not found by the two, but the weakness in his heart, from his eyes not only aimed at the few people next to him, it can be seen in general.

I'm afraid of the kind of emotionless machine, and if you have a thought, it's not terrible.

The oblique moon was raised high, like a bright moon descending from the sky, and flew towards the ghosts in the two dark nights next to it, the cultivation of the dark moon should be the highest among several people, and naturally it was also taken care of, not with one against two, but as if with two to fight one, the power of the combined attack is in their unpredictable method, before I saw a person, the next moment, I don't know where to drill out of one, such as a mang in the back, hit the nest.

At this moment, I'm afraid that only the two little guys of Fenghuo and Fengwu play easily, sometimes it's not a bad thing to be looked down upon, and the contempt given by the opponent is not exactly the opportunity?

This is the real sense of two to one, the black clothes were a fire, a thunder, burned, split the body is incomplete, just with the art of concealment, but for the ancient beasts, it is useless, if it is not for the cultivation of the two, I am afraid that there is no scum left to play long ago, I have learned a lesson, it is no longer the previous easy freehand, bowed, deep eyes, it is to move the real style.

After being tested, the four demon guards knew the strength of everyone in their hearts, and the afterimage rose, four points eight, eight points and sixteen, suddenly, and the previous offensive was more than three points, the phoenix feather fell, Jing Yao ate the move, and the corner of the clothes suddenly opened a big mouth. The spirit retreated in embarrassment, his sideburns scattered, and three thousand strands of hair hung down on his chest.

The two little guys didn't ask for benefits, Fenghuo was kicked out more than ten zhang away in order to block a move, Feng Wu was anxious, her brother and Fenghuo were her closest people, fortunately, in an instant, the two returned to the starting point, Fenghuo had rough skin and thick flesh and was not injured, but his face was not small, wagging his tail, like a wolf's eyes were cold.

Fu Bo's heart is his own two little masters, the momentum is violent, and the strength has increased by two points, such as the sky with stars and moons, in the blink of an eye, the sky and the earth are dashing, the ink is as deep as dark, even the pearl of the night seems to be a little dim, and then a lightning falls, suddenly split, pointing directly to the world, this night, how many people wake up from a dream because of a flash of thunder, the power of heaven and earth, but not people can compete with it!

Damn thief God is sometimes fair and outrageous, there are rules in the world, broken, sorry, to use a fashionable phrase in the world: pretend to be b struck by lightning, so sometimes hearing thunder is not necessarily a precursor to rain, and it is also possible to hack those who break the rules. But is this thief really fair?

Just like the laws enacted, they are useful to a certain extent, but there is never a shortage of people who destroy and challenge the law, those whose strength is bottomless, those who like to delve into loopholes, and those who have nepotism, in fact, are the same everywhere, their strength is strong enough, their brains are enough, their will is strong enough, and the shackles are not shackles, but they are just nothing.

However, for Fu Bo, who is dedicated to the Tao and takes the sky as his alignment, it is obviously impossible to break the rules of heaven and earth, no matter whether his strength is enough or not, he has never even thought about it. The place where the bad guys are more comfortable than the good guys is here, some people insist, some people trample, the nature without shackles on the body is better than the people with a pair of handcuffs, but it may not be a good thing, often walk by the river, how can there be no wet shoes, which day accidentally stepped on the air, the tree fell down, it is especially difficult to turn around, let alone turn over.

Fu Bo forcibly took back his skills, he died, and the split form and god gathered and dispersed was to return his life to the old man of Jiuyou, and he lived enough, and he had no regrets. Once, thinking about immortality, thinking about the world of immortals, going to the end of the world with a sword, when he really became an immortal, he could soar in the sky, with the sun and the moon and longevity, but it was not as wonderful as he was in the world at the beginning.

Maybe it's because the heart is old, and I have to get by, and I don't have too many thoughts.

What kind of existence is the Nine Shadows Old Man? The figure at the top of the ivory tower, I'm afraid that even the white-clothed disciple who has been coveting Jing Yao will be able to snort when others see it, how can he not see Lao Fu's Qi Qiran's heart, he will not persuade, let alone reason, first, Lao Fu is not a child; Second, he is not qualified.

The biggest difference between a fool and a wise man is in the details, boasting and talking, talking is talking about happiness, others may not listen to a sentence, listen to their words, watch their deeds, not too many words, a word can be worth a thousand sentences. The same is true of doing things, diligent, hard-working, serious, no matter how useless the work is, but in vain.

The old man has worked hard, worked hard, enjoyed, experienced, what else can't he let go?

There is only hope! Hope is not in himself, it is the next generation, the next two generations, the next three generations, thrive, the nine ghosts are well-intentioned, Fu Bo understands in his heart, and puts all his efforts on the moon and the spirit, offender, die! Unless stepping on his back, his head, his body passes.

The moves opened and closed, forcing Zi Sang Xinyou and Wen Rentian to retreat, like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves back to Ling and the others, temporarily dissolving the four demon guards who had just formed a round of offensive.

It's another new round of looking at each other, and neither side is a bone to gnaw on, so it's up to which side falls first.

Wen Rentian understood the look that Zi Sang's heart gave him, and suddenly burst out, the root is where it is, the root is where it is, the goal is directly to the fifth sign, if there is no requiem, except for the old man who is still free, the two people he cares about are bound to suffer, and they take the initiative. Fu Bo, an old Jianghu, made a quick decision, and blasted at the five people in front of him with a thunderbolt, and his body stretched out, and he went away with Bai Mang, like a shadow.

Zi Sang Xin's right generation of heroes, thick eyebrows raised, chose to avoid its edge, if he was taken, it means that the final win, he also lost, but for nothing the two old guys cheapened, they may wish that his Zi Sang Xinyou could die early.

One, two...... Five screams, Gong Hu is worthy of being a treacherous old fox, attracting most of the attention, and the small half of the fifth sign is on the requiem, Wen Rentian's back sneak attack, when he sees it, it is too late.

The fifth sign screamed, and the requiem was broken, and Tong Qiufeng was difficult to support independently, which was the end of the strong crossbow, and he was entangled by the public household, and he could only dodge in a roundabout way.

Hearing that Rentian made a move, he retreated, Zisang Xinyou in his afterglow was no longer able to parry, holding his head and running away, Zisang Xinyou can't die yet, as for the four demon guards...... Human life is like grass, this is the city of disorder, and it is also the epitome of rivers and lakes.

"Two Demon Gods"! Zisang Xinyou finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing that Rentian arrived, for a character like him, it was impossible to reveal all his net worth in front of others, but he didn't expect the battle to be so fierce, he didn't want to drag it out for a second now, even if the snake Gu grass venom began to take effect, it couldn't hinder his resolute heart.

Wen Rentian saw him looking at himself, and he also knew that he should come out with some good goods, they were all characters who had become fine, and it was boring to dodge, there could be gaps, but not now.

"Shadow"! With a soft sound, the two shadows that seemed to emerge from the moonlight formed a circle with the two demon gods against Jing Yao and the others.