The powerful momentum carried the power of destroying the world and destroying the earth, shattering countless ink bamboos, and also tearing a deep ravine between the slush and snow, like a surging river sweeping in, as if it was about to swallow people into it, annihilating the slightest body and bones. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Before the move arrived, the power had already made Liu Xi's blood surge again, his body was as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and another mouthful of blood was spit out. He was locked by the mysterious assassin's momentum, so he was under more pressure than the three of Ma Xiu. The body was shaky, but fortunately, Li Mengxiao, who was frightened on the side, instinctively reached out to support him.

On the other side, Ma Xiu knew that he couldn't escape this catastrophe, so he had to force down the panic in his heart, block in front of Li Ming, who was dull-faced, and carry all the aura in his body. Although he knew that this was just a futile move of the battle of the trapped beasts, even if it was a one-in-10,000 possibility, he was willing to fight to keep the wisp of tenderness behind him that haunted him.

"Hehe......"

At this time, Liu Xi laughed, the laughter was sad but desolate, the Qinglian that was supposed to be running in the body did not move, obviously shocked by the powerful momentum of the other party, without this strange Qinglian, the injury naturally could not be healed, and now the breath in the body is in chaos, and the killing move is in front of him, how can he hide from it?

It's just a pity that the revenge has not been avenged, and I hope there will be an afterlife.

With Liu Xi's smile, Ma Xiu laughed out again with madness, which actually made him a little more proud to see through life and death and deal with it indifferently.

As if the light of tomorrow was getting closer and closer, the momentum was becoming more and more suffocating, under the hunting sound of the robes, only the clicking sound was heard later, and the clothes of the four people were torn out of many cracks, and the placket was violently agitated, and flew out with the snow and bamboo leaves.

Under this kind of momentum, Liu Xi and the others immediately sat on the ground, life and death were in front of them, Li Mengxiao and Li Ming had already lost their minds, only Liu Xi and Ma Xiu were still laughing loudly, as if they had encountered something interesting, they were unusually happy, and their pale faces were also born with a strange flush.

Unwilling.

Liu Xi said secretly in his heart, and began to slowly close his eyes, just waiting for the powerful momentum to hit him, so he didn't have to think about those grievances and grievances, and the troubled world of red dust had nothing to do with him, maybe this was also a relief.

Who's to say it isn't?

In the past eighteen years, he has been rootless duckweed, coming inexplicably, I just wish this was a dream. When I open my eyes again, everything is the same, there is countless hustle and bustle in my ears, busy traffic, haze and dust, when it is convenient to get up, you can spit, complain a few words with your eyes, and then fall asleep until the sky is dark.

Just as Liu Xi was thinking about this, a dazzling firework came rapidly from a distance, passing through the flying ink bamboos everywhere, and swaying the snow flakes that were sprinkled one after another, as if a long sword pierced into the silver-white light that covered the sky and the moon.

In an instant, the wind and smoke were clear, and the surging and powerful momentum dissipated strangely, and in mid-air, Liu Xi, who had been flying before, also saw it clearly, which made him stunned.

What broke the Assassin's powerful move was just a common embroidery needle.

A figure came from a distance stepping on bamboo leaves, Liu Xi looked up, but felt that this person was extremely familiar, a little, after seeing it clearly, he couldn't help but be even more surprised, the person who came turned out to be Tian Xun'er, who was weak and lovely on weekdays.

At this time, Liu Xi remembered that Tian Xun'er seemed to be quite a good female worker, and when she had nothing to do, she lowered her head and embroidered the sachet handkerchief, and a few days ago she also asked him to draw to do embroidery copying, and this embroidery needle was obviously what Tian Xun'er carried with her.

It's just that when did she have such a powerful cultivation?

Liu Xi couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't let him think about it too much, Tian Xun'er had just received the embroidery needle and landed on the ground, when a cold snort came out from the dark, and then a terrifying momentum rushed over, like the mighty tide roaring, swallowing the sky and the earth, and drowning the entire Qiankun.

Yun Yan's eyebrows raised, Tian Xun'er, who has always been gentle and kind-hearted, rarely showed anger, jumped up, and floated in mid-air, in front of that powerful momentum, her delicate body was like a flat boat, swaying between the storms, as if she was going to be torn apart in the next moment.

Suddenly, Tian Xun'er, who was as weak as a summer flower, moved, her jade hand swept through the air, although the embroidery needle was wireless, but with a bright light, with Tian Xun'er's dancing in the air to draw a delicate peony, as if tattooed on the brocade, even the branches and leaves were so lifelike.

And this is exactly what Liu Xi painted with Tian Xun'er a few days ago.

The peony is rich and rich, and the flowers are blooming and fragrant.

Tian Xun'er landed in front of Liu Xi, punched out the embroidery needle in her hand, turned it into a touch of light, and melted into the peony. Suddenly, the peony that had not yet budded bloomed, windless automatically, hovering rapidly, countless red rays of light poured out along the petals, and in an instant, it became a fierce and abnormal sword qi, rushing into the momentum that was coming, strangling the powerful heaven and earth aura in it.

"Break."

A trace of a sound like a mosquito and fly sounded in his ears, and Liu Xi, who had not yet come back to his senses, couldn't help but glance at Tian Xun'er a few more times, the scene in front of him was beyond his imagination, could it be that this little lady who was silent all day long was not a mute who couldn't speak?

Tian Xun'er, who was facing away from him, saw Liu Xi's stunned look, only to see her stretch out her hand and wave it gently, it seemed to dance at will, but it was a full aura, under this aura, the peony flower changed again, and it was actually the petals separated, melted into the night, and disappeared.

A few miles away, under a dead tree next to the official road, the purple-clothed young man sat cross-legged on his knees, sweat dropping like rain on his forehead, and the stars behind him were shining brightly.

Quietly, a few wisps of red appeared out of thin air, but they were the peony petals that had disappeared before, swaying with the evening breeze, as if they had just withered from the branches, and the wind came, floating in front of the purple-clothed young man, vaguely surrounding him in the middle.

Seeing this peony petal, the purple-clothed young man opened his eyes suddenly, and a fine light burst out of his starry eyes, and large beads of sweat rolled down, just because this bewitching petal carried a murderous intent that made him frightened.

This kind of feeling, since he broke through the realm of the grandmaster, it has not appeared for a long time, is it possible that the soldiers have come to the elders this time, this kind of stretching out is at least the peak of the cave Xuan, but how can such a master protect the descendants of the Li Tang Emperor Sect again and again?

Doubts flashed, although there was unwillingness in his heart, but he couldn't let him think too much, if he didn't get out, when this peony petal became a soldier's sword array, then he really wanted to be damaged in this wilderness, and it would become a shameful thing for future generations to laugh after tea and dinner.

His eyes were firmly fixed on the peony petals that were becoming more and more red and even dripping with flower juice, and the purple-clothed young man took out a brocade bag from his arms and swallowed the elixir with a faint yellow halo in the brocade bag.

After a while, he saw that the star pattern behind him was shining brightly, only to hear a long howl sounding in the silent four fields, the purple-clothed young man rushed to the side, and when he was a few feet away, the towering ancient trees on the side of the road seemed to be rotten and dried up, turning into sawdust.

The purple jacket on his body was torn, and the young man stared at the bamboo forest stream in the distance, his handsome face was distorted and scary, and after a long time, he vomited out a mouthful of blood.