Luo Qing's side is still in trouble, and the side is going crazy!

"Run, run, you know, run... You have the courage to fight with grandpa, that little mongrel, that thing without balls!"

Huang Tai's face was hideous. He shouted at the boundless clouds, throwing the leader's position into the bottomless ravine. Angry blood flowed through the top door, turning his face red, and the inch-long scar on his forehead bright red and more striking.

This is the memory of the first time he and Luo Qing met yesterday.

At first, Huang Tai's achievements were the highest. His staff is well trained, and he has a multiplier as insidious as "a thousand bees". He won't get hurt in any way. However, at yesterday's first meeting, he was taken aback by Rayong's ferocious and ruthless fencing.

At the time, Luo Qingzheng was fighting a battle group of 25 samurai, and Huang Taizheng was preparing to hit with a single blow. But at the first moment, with a sharp sword qi, he broke the samurai's obstruction, rushed to him, and cut off his head with the means of life.

He was distracted by this incident and was broken through by Luo Qing. Due to his high achievement, the Yin God stimulates his potential and moves backwards in a split second. Otherwise, it's not just a wound.

Luo Qing took advantage of the gap caused by his dodge and drove away, almost vomiting blood.

And at this time, he also found that the sword qi scratches were not so unusual.

Initially, there was a slight mark, which seemed to have been scratched by a branch, but at that time there was a strong and gentle thread passing through. Even if he didn't end up in his brain, the chill hidden in it still sent chills down his scalp. Nearly ten hours later, the blood rushed to his brain again, but it seemed to be wrapped in an ice under the burning skin, cold and bone-chilling, stuck in his heart, and even the tip of his heart was frozen.

"This firm and gentle attitude is really his mother's malice!"

The more uncomfortable he became, the angrier Hwang Tae became. Think about it carefully, after the first battle, his strength has not yet exerted 30%, so Luo Qing easily hid, and he also suffered a dark loss, and his face lining can be said to have lost its cleanness, why is he not annoyed, how can he not hate?

The samurai hung his head, not daring to look around him.

Yesterday's battle was a shame not only for Hwang Tai, but also for all fighters. Four of them were destroyed, and two were shot by Huang Tai's "Thousand Bees" who fled. Death is terrible.

Now, the morale of a group of people is very low.

Liu Siwei looked at Huang Tai coldly and vented, and understood that some words had reached the point where he had to say: "We can't chase like this anymore." ”

Huang Tai didn't recognize who it was. He glared and realized that it was his partner. It was only then that he suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "Liu, what do you mean......"

"Get out as soon as possible! In yesterday's World War I, we collected the blood and gas marks of that guy. If we go back and call Elder Tu to do it, under the effect of the Nine Heavens and Ten Days Soul Locking Method, that guy can really enter the earth and can't escape from our hands. ”

Mrs. Huang was not happy as soon as she was happy: "Now, who can we pull out?" Liu, you said that if you don't chase me, you won't chase me. Is this a joke from that son of a bitch?"

"Let's catch up with it, it really makes him laugh!"

Liu Siwei's voice raised a lot: "What do you think we have done in the past two days? How many birds of prey and beasts have you encountered along the way? He is alone, and his goal is very small. He can go if he wants. We can't hide. How many times have we fought this suffocating encounter?

"That guy must be familiar with this place, if he can gather ichthyosaurus in the valley. Maybe in the last two days, he deliberately dragged us into the valley. If we continue like this, it's not a question of whether we can catch him, it's a question of whether we will be dragged to death by him!"

"Nonsense!"

Huang Tai couldn't hold back his anger anymore and roared like thunder: "We have more than 20 people on duty in turn. There is always a two-hour break each day. This little mongrel is alone in the valley. Who will keep vigil for him? What will we do if he is dragged to death, and only he will be dragged to death?"

All the warriors lowered their heads, and Liu Siwei stepped forward with a smile: "How am I when you are resting? You have been urging me for the past two days, and before I can lock on the trail of that guy, I have already made eight "three whistles in one breath" call. All of these calls took a lot of effort. Even if I stop now, I won't be able to recover in a month or two. Have you thought about this?"

Huang Tai was stunned, and Liu Siwei's words caught up again:

"Even if I can grasp it a few times, searching for the soul mirror is not everything. A few times ago, I used "three phone calls in one go" to force the shipment. The remnants of Lao Ding's soul were exhausted. Yesterday, I replaced them with the spirit of our family. But how many days does this last? Speaking of which, in ......"

Huang Tai waved his hand impatiently, "We have been chasing along the valley for two days, just to grab a score. There is no shame in taking it back. Let me say, keep chasing, that little bastard is also tired, back and forth is the kind of firm and gentle. In this way, he can fire five swords in a row ... No, three swords are the limit, and at that time, he was a chicken with a neck sticking out!"

"Then you have to ask him to send three swords as well. Now the fact is that the battle is on the verge of breaking out, familiar with the terrain in the surrounding clouds, but also strange......"

"You're growing up with other people's ambitions......"

"Yellow!"

Liu Siwei was very angry: "Don't pretend to be confused by your understanding. You are afraid to eat the hanging of Elder Tu. Don't let the brothers fill this void with their lives! For Elder Tu, this is just a gesture. For our brothers, it's a matter of life! If you want to kill this man, how many lives do we have to fill?"

Huang Tai was furious. This Liu Siwei didn't mind opposing him. He is also associated with the warriors around him. If he commits the following crimes, his heart will be punished.

Of course, more importantly, Liu Siwei's words really hit the most painful place in his heart. The head of government had told him earlier that he was still rashly sending Rudin, Shi Long and others to arrest them, and even annihilated them all. This is definitely an unforgivable mistake. If he can't catch and kill Luo Qing in time to make up for his work, what else can he expect when you come alone?

Liu Siwei doesn't care about it now, he tears his face, his selfishness is nakedly revealed, no matter how he solves the matter in front of him, after his reputation in the government, it stinks!

"Bastard Oriental ......"

Before the last word "West" came out, Huang Tai suddenly stared into his eyes. A figure was drawn from under his nose! Someone shouted, "He's coming!"

Pushing away those who stood in the way almost pushed Liu Siwei to the bottom of the cliff. Huang Tai couldn't help but stare at the clouds, but he couldn't see for a moment. In desperation, he shouted, "Where's the damn mirror of reflection?"

Liu Siwei was also taken aback by the sudden disappearance of this number. However, seeing Huang Tai's attitude, he responded coldly: "The effect of the last "three phone calls in one go" has just passed. It's going to take at least half an hour!"

Huang Tai almost gritted his teeth, gouged him out with his eyes, turned around angrily and shouted, "Catch up!"

Even if Hwang Tae lost his prestige at this time, his orders could not be disobeyed, and most of the samurai rushed down with him. However, Liu Siwei did not move, and neither did the two closest to him. One of them whispered, "Flight attendant, how can this end?"

"Follow, watch slowly. When the mirror of self-reflection is useful, it can't catch up with others, let alone now!Hey, it's Lo who has seized the opportunity to grasp it, and he has been stuck a little bit, and I haven't seen him like this just a few days ago......"

Shaking his head, Liu Siwei jumped down with a soul search mirror, and the place close to the foothold was very measured, and the two of them protected it before and after, and it was no problem. However, if he knew that the three monks of the First Order of Channeling had a similar formation a few months ago, he would have been more cautious.

In the fog, a cold glow suddenly appeared.

Steward Liu's consciousness is not as good as that of Steward Liu. The river of time seems to be turning back. A few months ago, there was a person who, like Steward Liu, had the same achievements as Steward Liu. He jumped off and hung in the air. Again, there is nothing to guard against, the sword will pierce the key. Even if the same strength is weak, the state is not the same as usual, the only difference is probably to let the swordsman, through Ye Dou to teach things such as sword intent and innate achievements, his strength will increase exponentially!

Steward Liu only had time to show surprise on his face, and the sword had already pierced into his neck.

The sword fern was so small, like sand in my throat. The "sand" leaked into his chest and piled up on the top door, tearing everything to shreds.

"That fool Huang Tai!"

This is Liu Siwei's last consciousness.

Luo Qing rushed out of the clouds and mist, and happened to meet the guards who jumped up and down behind him. When the other side turned pale with fright, he sent another sword and stabbed him in the lower abdomen. The shockwave destroyed the internal organs, cutting off the human body on the spot, causing it to let out only a scream. He didn't draw his sword immediately, but took advantage of the weight of two people, slowed down sharply, grabbed the front of Steward Liu, and made some movements. Only then did he draw his sword and run away with his own strength.

He didn't even look at the person below who had just reacted.

According to the first impression, after chasing for more than five miles, Huang Tai's forehead gradually calmed down. It is useless to know that this situation continues, except to continue to lose face. In the final analysis, after Luo Qing, he still relied on the soul search mirror, and without Liu Siwei's cooperation, he was no different from the blind.

It just so happened that these two people had fallen out just now, and it was not easy to glue their faces together.

At this moment, he heard screams coming from above, near the foothold.

He was shocked, and his hair was unkempt. He didn't say a word, turned and walked back. Only three feet away, the wind was blowing overhead, and he instinctively flashed to the side, and he saw a vaguely familiar body with clouds and fog, all the way straight down.

And then, another!

Huang Tai finally saw the face of the corpse this time. Startled, he shot at it and snatched the fallen body back. The aftershocks hit his chest and suffocated him, but it didn't matter anymore.

"Township Chief Liu!"

Someone next to him shouted. However, Steward Liu was extremely responsive. His stunned expression was palpable, but his face was completely stiff. There is no chance of survival. There was a thin red line on his throat.

Huang Tai's mind was blank for a long time. Then he suddenly woke up and shouted, "Where is the Soul Finder?

The experienced warrior stepped forward to investigate, and as soon as he raised Township Chief Liu's warm hand, Huang Tai burned with anger and all his strength, and instantly smoked his cigarette clean.

Without a self-reflective mirror, even the storage ring would be missing.

Another scream came from above: "He's here, he's here, Steward Liu wants him to kill, kill ......"

"I'll fuck your ancestors for eight generations!"

Huang Tai suddenly erupted. He roared and waved his sleeves, making a loud buzzing sound. Hundreds of sharp needles pierced through the clouds and rushed in the direction of the hissing sound. Countless small explosions rang out, the sound of fire needles hitting rocks, and then... Only the wails sank.

The remaining dozen fighters were silent and did not dare to move. Huang Tai was also silent. After a long time, he began to walk leisurely, giggling. He smiled excitedly and waved, "Let's go, let's go, let's go, go fucking prom!"

As he spoke, he had already climbed up, not towards the place of the incident, but straight up, without looking back. Heavenly Mystery Mirror