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More than a dozen people sat together, and an old man with gloomy eyes was the center, it was Ping Qilin. And the person sitting next to him was the Pingtong Immortal who made Xiao Yang retreat in Mingzhu at the beginning. It's just that after many days, Xiao Yang has changed from a solid boy to more than 400 changes, while Pingtong Immortal has only changed from one to three.

The difference between qualifications and opportunities.

Pingtong Immortal has only reached such a realm in the near prime, which shows that his qualifications are really limited.

"Senior brother, I toast you." Pingtong Xian Ha smiled, raised his wine glass and faced Ping Qi Lin, "You made a great contribution a few days ago, and you will definitely be rewarded when you go back." ”

The people around him echoed and laughed.

"yes, that battle was really exciting."

"The shrinking turtle of the Sword Sect finally let us catch it and hit him hard, but it's a pity that the head of the throne let him escape with injuries."

"Humph! was hit by Uncle Ping's cold divine whip, even if he didn't die, his life was hanging by a thread. ”

There was always a faint smile on the corner of Ping Qilin's mouth, and when he saw everyone's compliments, the smile in Ping Qilin's eyes became even stronger, and he said softly, "You can't take it lightly." If our information is not wrong, the turtles of the Sword Venerable lineage, the base camp is near this mountain range, and we may have already discovered it. ”

"Ha Lu Ha! They dare to come? ”

"We'll kill as many as we come."

"I'm afraid they won't show up."

A round of all-you-can-drink.

The bright moon in the middle of the sky gradually shifted......

A figure carrying a flask staggered slightly towards the top of the hill.

"Hey, Xiaobai, the hillside is windy and cold, come, brother will bring you a glass of wine to drink to warm your body."

The figure on the hillside curled up for a moment, looked at the surrounding dense forest, smiled, jumped down, and scolded with a smile, "Damn, it happened to be Lao Tzu's turn to be on duty tonight, it's not worth it." ”

"Didn't I bring you wine?"

The man took the flask, tilted his head and poured it down.

Shout!

Suddenly, I felt a heat in my throat, and the wine jug in my hand fell down, and was grabbed by a black shadow.

I touched my throat, it was soaked in blood, life was passing quickly, my mouth was lightly open, as if I wanted to say a word before I died, but I couldn't do it.

I never imagined that this pot of wine turned out to be his amulet.

And the person who gave the wine was also slashed through the throat by a sword and fell to the ground.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

In the dark jungle of the night, more than a dozen figures lurked in an encircled posture and surrounded the past......

"Huh? Why don't you see the sixth child and Xiaobai? Suddenly, someone in the crowd noticed the change.

Ping Qilin was holding a wine glass in his hand, and was just about to drink, when a dark cold light flashed in his abrupt eyes.

"Enemy attack! Be careful, everyone! ”

Bang bang!

The moment the words fell, the jungle erupted with the sound of gunfire.

As the world's No. 1 killer organization, Qiu Ying's weapons naturally can't be just cold weapons, this is not far from the Golden Triangle, and there is no problem at all in consigning a batch of firearms through the relationship of the Blackwater Army. The people of the Divine Whip Gate could never have imagined that when they were drinking and eating meat, there would suddenly be a killing opportunity.

These ordinary guns are difficult to resist if they are below the second cloud of real energy.

Under this round of flames, the Divine Whip Gate quickly damaged five people and killed them on the spot.

Several others were injured.

However, under the leadership of Ping Qi Lin, the rest of the people dodged through some obstacles, and the strength of Ping Qi Lin and the others reached the avatar, and the bullets were invulnerable, and in an instant, the figure rushed towards the direction of a tongue of fire.

"Ping old thief!"

With an angry shout, the sword shadow suddenly flashed out.

Aoki was already watching Ping Qi Lin's movements, and he had only one goal, Ping Qi Lin.

Swish!

Aoki's sword intent filled the night sky in an instant, and it shrouded towards the Pingqi Forest.

Syllable!

The Whip of the Chilly Gods.

Ping Qilin slammed out with a whip, containing bursts of cold air, as if a hurricane suddenly blew out of a cold and dark cave, which made people shudder.

With a sword and a whip, a fierce battle broke out in an instant.

Whew!

In the jungle night, more than a dozen dark figures of the evil eagle fell from the sky, and the pitch-black long sword in his hand, the tip of the sword was sharp and fast, stabbing at the enemy's vital point.

A rainbow of colorful swords soared into the sky.

The peacock sword is unsheathed.

Jin Youwan has thrown away all innocence at this moment, and the road of revenge is destined to be full of hatred and murder.

Burst!

A blood arrow flew out, and with the strength of Jin Youwan who had just broken through to the transformation image, how could the ordinary solid qi disciple of the Divine Whip Sect be her opponent, and she was killed with a sword.

And at this moment, Jin Youwan's pupils were stunned.

It was the first time she had killed someone.

The moment the blood splattered out, Jin Youwan felt like her chest was churning and she wanted to vomit, but she forcibly suppressed it.

Shout!

A sword light shot out from behind Jin Youwan's back, and slashed down a hidden weapon with a loud sound.

"Senior Sister Wan'er, don't be distracted on the battlefield." Tan Yong shouted loudly.

Jin Youwan woke up with a shudder, nodded solemnly, and clenched the hilt of the sword, "Wan'er can't lose her father's face." ”

Swing the peacock sword in your hand and stab straight forward.

Rumble!

Tan Yong is also facing Pingtong Immortal at this moment, and it is a direct game of life and death in an instant.

"It turned out to be a miscellaneous piece of the Sword Sect, quick, release the signal!"

The disciple of the Divine Whip Sect who was holding the signal bullet in his hand was just about to raise his hand, when a sword light had already fallen from the sky, and the colorful light cut off an arm in an instant.

Shout!

The tip of the sword flashed, and it was another life.

It's uncomfortable to kill one person, it's uncomfortable to kill two, and if you kill another person, you will feel numb......

Tonight, Jin Youwan does not allow herself to be weak.

The Whip Gate must not be allowed to send a distress signal.

Sneak attack with heart! And the strength was still looming above the other party, and soon, the Sword Sect controlled the situation.

The two major transformation powerhouses of the other party were restrained by Aoki Venerable and Tan Yong respectively, and the remaining disciples, under the leadership of Jin Youwan, Qiu Ying's cold sword was slowly and orderly harvesting one life after another.

Seeing that the victory is decided.

At this time, when an eagle killer approached a tent, a long whip suddenly snapped out from inside the tent.

The fiery whip bombarded the Eagle Killer's chest, and the figure was immediately knocked down to the ground.

"Be careful!"

Jin Youwan was startled, but the figure rushed towards the direction of the tent in an instant, and in the tent at night, a figure of a woman in red with a long whip shot out.

The same is the strength of the image.

"Wan'er be careful." Aoki Throne's gaze swept away, and his face suddenly changed, "She is the wife of the old thief, Hongyin Throne, and her appearance has changed." ”

Ping Qilin looked to be in his seventies, and the lady in front of him was his wife, who was almost the same age, but she looked like a middle-aged woman in her forties and fifties.

"Old witch!" Jin Youwan's eyes flashed with hatred in an instant.

Because of his father's serious injury, the old thief participated, but it is said that it was the deception planned by the old witch in front of him that made his father fall into a siege.

Age is always a woman's hard wound.

Especially older women.

Hearing this, his face was suddenly full of anger, and his voice was sharp and harsh, "Little girl, the old body will disfigure you tonight, so that you can't survive or die." ”

Bang Bang Bang!

In an instant, the whip shadows overlapped, and swept towards Jin Youwan like a stormy wave.

Jin Youwan is only transformed into two images at the moment, and in terms of her own strength, she is naturally weaker than the Hongyin Throne.

Stepping on the mysterious steps, the figure was forced to retreat again and again.

Although Aoki and Tan Yong were anxious, their respective battles had reached a white-hot stage, and they would soon be divided into winners and losers, so they didn't dare to be distracted. In this kind of life-and-death battle, once you are distracted, I am afraid that you will immediately be caught by the other party and fall into a place of no return.

In the battle of the transformation level, the killer of the Qiu Ying could not get close, but with the sound of screams, the disciples of the Divine Whip Sect were almost slaughtered......

Shout!

The peacock sword in Jin Youwan's hand swung up, and the Five Elements Water-Covered Sword swung out like a cloud of water, but it was easily resisted by the Hongyin Throne.

"Jie Ji, little girl, the gap in strength, no swordsmanship can be recovered." The Hongyin Throne suddenly intensified the rhythm of the attack, and the powerful bombardment put Jin Youwan in a predicament.

Smack!

"Disfigured!"

The sound of a sinister laugh rang out, and it filled the night sky.

A cold aura enveloped Jin Youwan.

At this moment, Jin Youwan did not lose her square inch, her eyes became clearer and clearer, her lips were fierce, the peacock sword in her hand was soaring towards the sky, and the brilliant light shrouded the night sky, colorful, as if a peacock spread its wings and flew up, and the bright cold light intertwined the sky.

"Peacock Sword Secret!"

Sword secret is the only hole card that Jin Youwan can use.

As soon as the sword secret came out, Jin Youwan's sword dazzled by a few points, and the power of the attack increased a lot.

This was the last blow, and the Hongyin Throne didn't dare to touch it, the corners of his mouth outlined a sly arc, and his figure was far away from the range covered by the Peacock Sword Secret in an instant.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a huge pit appeared where the Red Throne had stood.

"It turned out to be a psychic sword!" Hongyin Zunza glanced at it, and suddenly laughed slyly, "If you can always exert the strength of the sword secret, Mrs. Ben really can't help you, but unfortunately, the sword secret, there is only one chance to show it." ”

The Red Throne approached Jin Youwan step by step......

There was a grim smile on the corner of his mouth, staring at Jin Youwan's beautiful face, and a burst of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

She can't see other women prettier than herself.

Women who are more beautiful than themselves should be damned.

"If you use the sword secret, all the strength in your body will be drained." Hongyin Throne is a person from the Divine Whip Sect of the Dragon Guardian Family, so she naturally has some insight, in her eyes, Jin Youwan is already a lamb with slaughter, and in front of her, Jin Youwan supports the ground with a peacock sword.

Hongyin raised his long whip, "Disfigured! ”

Roar!

In the bright moon sky, a dragon's groan pierced the night.

It was as if a dark dragon roared.

At this time, the peacock sword that Jin Youwan was propped up on the ground struck upward, controlling the black dragon, and a sword pierced the chest of the Hongyin Throne.

"Black Dragon Sword Secret!"

Burst!!!

Blood arrows are thrown in a surge.

The figure of Hongyin Zun was stiff and motionless, with a long whip in his hand, and before he could shoot it down, his face showed an extremely incredible expression.

Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth......

"How...... Possible...... Two...... Two ...... Sword Secret. ”

Bang!

The figure of the Red Throne fell suddenly.

Jin Youwan's eyes looked at the multicolored peacock sword and muttered to himself.

"It's ...... Uncle Shaw's sword. ”