Chapter 270: Initiation

The voice, no doubt coming from the middle of the valley, was the voice of a man. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Could it be that someone in the middle of the valley has already entered?

Not good! A thought appeared in everyone's hearts, frowned, twisted their hands, and led everyone behind them to hurriedly run to the place where they heard the sound!

And the moment the other party turned around, Xiao Honglian had already escaped.

After the man struck with all his strength, he found that there was nothing behind him, his face was pale, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Su Weiwei, and saw that Su Weiwei was still the same as before, kneeling in the center of the formation, with mottled blood stains on his body, and he was embarrassed.

The corners of his mouth breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the other party had been poisoned by himself, how he escaped.

However, for Su Weiwei's actions just now, the man's gaze fell deeply on Su Weiwei's body, squinting his eyes, and looking at Su Weiwei like a knife.

Su Wei had already put the reflective bronze mirror back into the space, and no matter how the other party looked at him, he still had a calm face.

The man slowly walked over to Su Weiwei, pretending to be tied with his hands behind his back, holding a dagger tightly in his hand, and under the strong pressure of the other party, his palms couldn't help but sweat slightly.

looked at the other party's approach as usual, but the undisguised hatred in his pupils fell on the other party's body.

"Heh, what, can't wait?" The words fell into the eyes of the other party with a faint mockery.

The man laughed ruefully, and it fell in Su Wei's eyes, but it was the feeling of not smiling.

Pulling the corners of his mouth, it looks particularly eerie and terrifying against the background of darkness and blood all around.

"Come on, now I'm just trying to make you live a little longer." Two fingers pinched Su's chin at once, and his voice was hoarse, and every word grinded over the rust: "Don't play any tricks on me, maybe I can keep you a whole corpse." ”

The pinched jaw seemed to hear the sound of bones shattering, and a trace of pain flashed in Su Weiwei's eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

Su Wei's cold gaze was full of coldness, looking back at the threat in the other party's eyes.

The corners of his mouth were coldly hooked into an arc, and before the other party could react, the hand behind his back cut the opponent's neck at a very fast speed.

Even there was only a silver light left in the air, and the man instantly let go of the hand that was pinching Su Wei's chin, and his footsteps immediately stepped back, but he was a step too late, and the blade left a long blood mark on his neck.

The blood instantly wet the placket, and with that hideous face, it looked particularly terrifying in such a place.

The man's pupils contracted rapidly, but it was not painful, and he reached out and wiped it on his neck, staining his hand with blood.

The things on the other party's body were searched by themselves, where did the knife and flute come from?

However, Su Weiwei didn't have time to be afraid, at the moment when the other party retreated, he turned over and rolled back, as soon as he stood up, he instantly took out the glaive flute with his backhand, and his gums instantly bit the tip of his tongue, and the rapid sound of the flute suddenly hit the man.

Without any internal force added to it, the effect is naturally greatly discounted, and the other party is an ordinary person.

Su is the only one who can only strike first! The sound of the Dao Dao instantly cut a few cuts on the other party's body.

The leg that had been kneeling for too long just got up in an instant and didn't feel anything wrong, but now the leg was numb, and there was a tingling sensation. Every inch of skin on your legs is like a pinprick in your legs.

At this time, all Su Wei's attention was focused on the glaive flute in his hand.

The anger on the man's face surged, and with a wave of his arm, a wind barrier was formed in front of the man, and the energy in his palm converged, tumbling out, and slamming into Su Wei's chest.

Su Weiben subconsciously wanted to dodge at the moment when the other party attacked, who knows, the moment his legs were numb, and the opponent's attack fell.

Hit Su Weiwei's chest directly, Su Weiwei held the Yanyue Xiao, and the whole person was hit up by a powerful force, quickly smashed backwards on the stone wall, and fell heavily to the ground, blood gushing up from his chest.

"Ahem." Spit out blood all over the ground, looked up, the other party had already walked in front of him, grabbed Su Weiwei's neck, and easily lifted him up from the ground.

The angry face shone with a fierce light, and there was a thick killing intent in his eyes. The palms of his hands contracted slightly, Su Weiwei's eyes were bloodshot, his face was swollen, and a thick sense of frustration stretched out in his heart.

Is he really going to die? Oh, I really look down on myself.

Who knew that just when Su Weiwei thought that the other party was going to kill him, the man grabbed Su Weiwei's palm and threw Su Weiwei to the side, and his whole body fell on the wall next to him, and the beads inlaid on the wall knocked on Su Weiwei's shoulder blades, and there was a bit of pain in the bones.

A mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth again, his face was pale and bloodless, but his paper-thin lips were embellished with his own blood, and the cinnabar between his eyebrows flashed a red light, but Su Wei didn't see it.

The bones of his whole body seemed to be broken in half, and his mind was dizzy, and the figures in his pupils seemed to overlap, and phantoms appeared.

Tremblingly raised his hand and wanted to take the Yanyue Xiao that fell not far away in his hand, but the man dragged Su Wei up again, and suddenly, a black shadow appeared in his eyes.

And in the formation in front of the two of them, the formation blood devouring was completed, and the nine stone pillars slowly vibrate, the huge formation carved in the center of the stone pillar, the veins through which the blood flowed, and in the gaps, a burst of red emanated from the formation.

The nine stone pillars slowly fell, and the formation surrounded by the stone pillars became more and more prominent, and the whole red sky seemed to rise from the ground, reflecting the strange color of the whole Shandong.

And the two rays of light were printed on Su Weiwei's face next to him, which looked extraordinarily demonic, and also brought a touch of blood to his pale face.

The red sky was intertwined with the countless silver rays falling on the stone wall, and a touch of excitement and excitement appeared on the man's face, grabbed Su Weiwei's hand, and dragged Su Weiwei towards the center of the formation.

As soon as he stepped into the formation, Su Weiwei's already smashed drowsy brain suddenly buzzed, as if something was rushing in his mind.

"Ahh Su Wei screamed all of a sudden, and the pain of the same mental power expansion as last time hit Su Weiwei's mind with a cumulative amount of dozens or hundreds of times.

Su Weiwei even felt as if his brain was blank for a moment, as if that moment no longer belonged to his brain.

The formation has been activated, as soon as he entered the formation, he reacted when he saw Su Weiwei, and the man only needs to throw Su Weiwei to the center of the formation now, then everything is done, and when the time comes, no one can stop himself! (To be continued.) )