Some people say that love is like poisonous wine, and when you drink it for the first time, you can seal your throat strongly, and you can't enjoy it enough; Tossing and turning after a hangover, lovesickness becomes sorrowful.

What kind of pain is it to have a lover who is close at hand but far away from the world? What kind of torture is it to be drunk and dream of death, but to harden your heart and sword each other?

The boundless yellow sand seems to have become a battlefield for two people.

Su Mei'er's clothes were like fire and swords like dragons, as if she was blinded by the wind and sand, and her eyes were full of mist. How can such a woman make the sword have killing intent?

Tang An's robe was stained with blood, and the footprints in the yellow earth seemed to be stepping on the will of the Tang Dynasty. Even though he knew that his beloved was behind him, he never looked back.

He was afraid that just one glance would make the murderous aura that had been condensed in his heart disappear.

The wind rolls, and the roll is not as good as cotton.

The mountains and rocks are old, but they are old but they oath.

Wrong body, snatch the knife, knife kill; Running wildly, gathering sand, sand stained with blood.

The gurgling shouts became less and less, and there were more and more corpses on the ground. And Tang An, continue to run towards his goal. It was accompanied by blood all the way.

The sword broke through the wind, and the woman who was faster than the wind moved for the first time. But when it came to the tip of the sword and the back, Tang An still didn't look back.

It's not a temptation, but it's more of a trust.

There is no doubt that for Su Meier, Tang An has already held seven inches. Seeing that the long sword was about to penetrate his body, Su Mei'er panicked and swept over, grazing his body stiffly.

The internal strength backlashed, making her chest surging with qi and blood. But when she raised her head, she found that Tang An had advanced a distance of dozens of meters, and the two Hu people with blood gushing from their throats slowly fell to the ground.

He knew he couldn't do it, so he was completely defenseless - this bastard!

Annoyed and angry, Su Mei'er stomped her little foot, and the hand holding the sword tightened again.

To keep you alive, slave ...... Can't go back anymore!

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In a short period of time, Tang An had already run halfway through, getting closer and closer to where Zao Wou-Ki was.

The dozens of warriors who were sent out never came back - they had already tested Tang An's depth with their lives.

Having lost dozens of henchmen at once, Zao Wou-Ki not only did not feel heartache, but the anticipation in his eyes became stronger and stronger. He was like a profiteer staring at strange goods, his eyes full of surprise and calculation.

Tang An's majestic and invincible heroic posture has completely conquered this thirsty "future emperor". Rao is surroundings were all eager to try, but he forcibly suppressed everyone's desire to avenge the robe, and instead said loudly: "The four big. Where is His Holiness? ”

The so-called "Big Four. His Majesty" is actually his shadow.

As soon as he finished speaking, four monks dressed in red monk's robes, with half of their bronzed chests and one strong arm suddenly fell to his side, as if they appeared out of thin air.

In that year, the Xia State wanted to use troops against Tibet, but the king of Tibet was afraid of its power, and sacrificed a large amount of wealth in exchange for Gou An. The mage gave it to the Xia King.

Dusa is a Tibetan stranger, who knows astronomy and geography, and his martial arts are unfathomable. King Xia had great respect for him, and he was immediately named a national teacher, if it weren't for Dusa's weak utilitarianism, I am afraid that the Shenwu Sect would have no chance to rise.

And to this day, Dusa. The mage had already sat down, and his mantle had been passed on to four disciples - Chihuo, Yan Lu, Gu Na, and Song Ke.

These four people are Zao Wou-Ki's secret weapons.

The Red Fire Dharma King is majestic, holding a demon pestle in his hand, and looks like a god.

King Yan Lufa had a leisurely demeanor and fair skin, like a woman.

His Holiness is dark-skinned, with eight vajra rings on his crossed gloves, like a king of immobility.

His Holiness Songke was nearly fifty years old, holding a tattered Zen staff and walking like an old man in the twilight.

The four of them came to Zao Wou-Ki's side and bowed slightly to show respect.

Zhao Wuji didn't even look at them, but pointed at Tang An from afar, and said, "Arrest that person for me!" ”

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"Whew!"

When the last Hu man was snatched of his weapon, he saw his knife slashed into his body and collapsed on the yellow earth, and there was no one alive around Tang An except for Su Mei'er.

But the only remaining barrier gave her the most headaches.

He didn't want to use force with Su Mei'er, so he could only say bitterly: "Mei'er, you put down your sword." When I'm done with my mission, let's talk about it again, shall we? ”

Su Mei'er shook her head and said, "Do you think that if you solve these people, you will be able to kill Zao Wou-ki?" Don't be stupid, even if the slave lets you pass, it is difficult for one person to do anything in thousands of troops. Tang An, listen to the slave's advice, and leave this place as soon as possible. ”

Tang An gritted his teeth and said, "I can go, but what about those people in the back?" Do you want me to watch them die? ”

"I don't care about other people's life and death, slaves only care about you." Su Mei'er's eyes were resolute, and she slashed her sword: "No matter what, the slave will not let you die in vain." ”

"Don't you continue to pretend to be ruthless?" Seeing that she cared about herself, Tang Anxin felt a touch of warmth. "You said that you want us to give up everything and live a fairy-like life, have you forgotten? Now, as long as I finish this last thing, I can take the burden off my shoulders. Promise me, let me pass! ”

Fairy-like days......

The grass is still around, the water is murmuring, living together, accompanied by couples, and I am afraid that such a beautiful scenery can only be looked forward to in the next life.

Before she could refuse, she suddenly noticed that Tang An's eyebrows were raised, staring straight behind her. Turning her head in confusion, she saw four figures descending, rapidly approaching where they were.

Those were four monks.

For some reason, seeing these four people, Tang Anxin felt a sense of crisis.

The four of them stood still in front of Tang An, and the eldest King Songke pestle his Zen staff, looked Tang An up and down with his eyebrowsless eyes, and said, "This warrior, King Xia is invited, come with us." ”

Tang An looked at Su Mei'er suspiciously, but saw that the latter's face was pale, and said, "He said...... Zao Wou-Ki asked you to come over - he wanted to capture you alive. ”

Please? That's a nice thing to say. Lao Tzu still wants to ask you to die, will you agree?

and enemies, any explanation is in vain. He didn't say a word, and his palm was facing Song Ke's shriveled face, and suddenly sent out a suction force.

King Songke's face changed, and his dusty face disappeared, but he suddenly sent the Zen staff in his hand forward. The gray-brown veneer on the staff split apart, revealing a bronze bone and steel body.

"Whew!"

The Zen staff accompanied the sound of the wind, and Tang An's palm was firmly imprinted together!

The power of King Songke comes from the accumulation of decades, and the years are the shackles that many things cannot escape. Just looking at Tang An's age, he didn't think that this young man had the capital to defeat him. Who knew that after one move, instead of a devastating victory, a majestic repulsion came, and the Zen staff was almost unable to hold it.

Tang An was also not easy, and four bald heads casually came out of the opposite formation, and one of them was so difficult to deal with. The power of this earth-shattering cane, I'm afraid it's no longer under Su Mei'er.

Seeing that the two couldn't get along, they even fought, and the remaining three . The Dharma King secretly scolded "I don't know how to lift", and tacitly shot at the same time.

The Red Fire Dharma King burst into a shout, and the Demon Pestle stabbed straight at Tang An, as if with the momentum of ten thousand jun.

"Zheng!"

Tang An didn't dare to slack off, his free right hand was full of strength, with a tight palm and a golden pestle spire together.

I thought that a pestle would be enough to smash Tang An into a serious injury to the Red Fire Dharma King, but I didn't expect that a full blow would be blocked by him so lightly. His thick eyebrows twisted, his strong arms pulled back, and when he wanted to draw the pestle to strike again, he found that the demon pestle seemed to be sucked into Tang An's hand, and when he twitched, he didn't move at all.

At this moment, two other Dharma Kings arrived together!

Seeing that Tang An was in danger, Su Mei'er immediately no longer hesitated, and launched the "Instant Prison" with all her might, appearing behind King Lone like a ghost, and the long sword stabbed at his vest!

King Guna's heart was alarmed, and the eight vajra circles wrapped around his arms seemed to have eyes, and they just leaned behind him to block the blow that was destined to be won.

"Bell!" "Whew! ”

Rao was so attacked by someone he trusted, and King Lone was still wounded.

Holding back the stinging pain in his back, King Lone Nafa glared angrily, stared at the woman who belonged to the Xia Kingdom camp behind him, and said angrily: "Naran Wuduo, you actually betrayed the Xia Kingdom!" ”

Su Mei'er smiled proudly and said, "This is my business with him, you have come to this rashly, do you look down on the Divine Martial Sect, or look down on the slaves?" ”

King Lone Nafa said angrily: "This is the emperor's will, do you want to resist the decree?" ”

"If his order makes you unfavorable to Tang An......" Su Mei'er glanced at him, her jade fingers brushed over the blade of the sword, and then stabbed straight with her sword without warning: "What about the slave's resistance!" ”

The long sword breaks through the wind, and the autumn water captures the spirit.

Before the sword arrived, King Yan Lufa, whose skin was as delicate as a woman's, was lined up, and a pair of palms that deceived the frost and snow suddenly turned a faint red. Taking advantage of the gap between Tang An and the two mages, a pair of palms were printed on Tang An's chest!

But he didn't notice that the expressions of his two senior brothers at this time were extraordinarily wonderful.

Weapons are often a symbol of a warrior's status. The Zen staff and the demon pestle were sucked by Tang An, and they couldn't take it back, and the two were afraid of losing face and were unwilling to let go, so they had to keep transmitting internal force, wanting to make Tang An suffer a little. As soon as the internal strength was sent, it suddenly disappeared like a mud cow into the sea.

The "whale sucking" skill is known as not afraid of group battles, but it is not just casual talk. Borrowing the power of others for one's own use is already invincible. If it weren't for Tang An's unskilled use of whale sucking, the two of them would probably have been defeated at this time.

Tang An watched King Yan Lufa, whose face was as white as paper, from far to near, like a moth that pounced on a spider web, and secretly rejoiced in his heart.

There was also a hint of pride on King Yan Lufa's face, because Tang An at this time seemed to be "extremely difficult", as if he was suffering a great pain. Think about it also right in the two big. The fact that His Holiness was able to stand undefeated under the attack of the Dharma King was already worth showing off.

But just when he pushed out his palms, he found that the strain and pain on Tang An's face were all gone, but with a look of playful abuse, he easily shook the two Dharma kings, closed his palms, and pushed forward, like a bamboo!

"Puffy!"

His left arm carried the majestic power of King Songke, and his right arm was filled with the tyrannical energy of King Chihuo, Tang An poured out the two internal energies without hesitation, and both of them were sent into King Yan Lu's body!

"Poof!"

With just one move, Yan Lu raised his head to the sky and spewed out a rain of blood, retreating like a kite with a broken string!

"Senior brother!"

The two roared angrily, and when they looked at Tang An again, there was a thick vigilance in their eyes.

Chihuo said in a low voice: "Senior brother, this kid is a bit evil, we need to be careful to take precautions." ”

Song Ke squinted his eyes and thought secretly, "A method that can absorb energy...... If it's for our use......"

As soon as he heard this, Chihuo's eyes lit up. What this sentence means, everyone who has touched the threshold of the Martial Arts Temple can hear it. When he looked at Tang An again, he seemed to be staring at a treasure.

As for the life and death of King Yan Lufa...... They seem to have forgotten.