Su Han's eyes were about to split, his heart was extremely anxious, the cloak of the dark thunder controller behind him shook slightly, the skill wind and thunder flashed, the space shook, and the thunder sounded, as if crossing the boundary of time and space, Su Han's shadow suddenly appeared in front of the night talk Nanguo. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The dark battle sword stabbed straight on the cold ice armor, leaving a deep trace, and a white mark appeared on the soul suppression armor, -987, Su Han's blood volume dropped again, and his body felt a little weak.

The cold light in his eyes was exhausted, and he removed the amethyst shield, paying attention, it was really removed, not turned into epaulettes, the cold ice on his body surged, the cold wind rhythm of the skill turned on, and the body turned into a gust of wind, and directly pounced on the two black prison sword masters in front of him.

Su Han's blood volume was getting lower and lower, and at some point, a blood-colored shadow appeared behind him, and as the blood volume dropped, the blood shadow continued to solidify.

With the passive blessing of the Shadow of the Battle Soul, Su Han's attack power has taken another leap, with a high attack power, the passive skill Cangtian Blood Dragon Shadow attached to the Qiankun Demon Blade is a powerful recovery embody, accompanied by the whistling of the wind and snow, the slight roar of the blood dragon, each blow will bring Su Han about five or six hundred points of recovery, plus the strong recovery power of the ice body.

A balance was suddenly formed between the battle damage and recovery, Su Han's blood volume no longer decreased, his hands waved tirelessly, the Qiankun Demon Blade carried blood light one after another, and the high attack power was something that the current Black Prison Sword Master could not resist.

Although they were still frantically waving the swords in their hands, leaving scars on the cold ice armor, they were already dead in Su Han's eyes.

With a cruel smile on his face, Su Han pierced the Qiankun Demon Punishment Blade into the chest of the Black Prison Sword Master who had been attacking, and the blood-red number exploded, -10874, Su Han actually hit more than 10,000 points of damage, and even a look of horror flashed in his own eyes.

It seemed that even the Black Prison Sword Master felt incredible, stretched out his hand and touched his chest, his eyes flashed slightly, and then he fell to the ground weakly.

When Su Han killed the Black Prison Sword Master, the purple-robed woman sitting on the altar had a cold glint in her eyes, and an endless murderous aura bloomed, like an angry lion and a hungry wolf, with a ruthless smile on her face, but it seemed that after the death of the Black Prison Sword Master, she became a little stiffer.

The Qiankun Demon Blade was extremely sharp, and the gorgeous decoration did not wear down its toughness, and with a slight force of the arm, the Qiankun Demon Blade was pulled out, and the dark silver sword body did not have a trace of blood, it was still so noble and flawless.

The other Black Prison Swordsman seemed to be stimulated by the death of his companion, and the demonic energy on his body surged, and he actually formed a set of dark armor outside the black robe, and the sealed helmet tightly wrapped his unrevealed head, and his entire body was like an iron bucket, dripping without leakage.

"Okay, you all stand down, useless waste, even a few shrimp soldiers and crab generals can't beat it." The purple-robed woman suddenly stood up and drank to the Black Prison Sword Master.

Originally, the Black Prison Sword Master conjured up a dark battle armor and suddenly exploded, wanting to brutally torture Su Han and the others, but when he heard a soft cry from the purple-robed woman, his body suddenly shook, and he glanced at Su Han unwillingly, and then struggled for a while, or retreated respectfully.

The purple light shrouded Su Han and the others disappeared in an instant with a flick of the purple-robed woman's jade hand, leaving no trace, as if it had never appeared.

The remaining two Black Prison Swordsmen didn't care about the corpses of their companions, or in their philosophy, there was no such thing as collecting corpses after death, and the glory was always the winner.

The two Black Prison Sword Masters stood respectfully behind the purple-robed woman, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, like the most well-behaved pets. Su Han had no doubt that at this time, if the woman who was as beautiful as a poppy but had a heart like a snake and scorpion let them die, I am afraid they would not dare to disobey in the slightest.

This is the real loyal dog, Su Han sighed secretly in his heart. And there was a woman in the purple robe, who turned around and picked up the bucket that fell to the ground, it was not heavy, and the soft touch kept circling in the palm.

Gently placed the fight next to the soldier, keeping the two away from the battlefield, although he didn't know the true strength of the purple-robed woman, but just looking at the momentum, as well as the deference of the Black Prison Sword Master, he knew that the opponent was not easy to match.

Lin opened his eyes and looked at the surrounding situation, and Gu Jing Wubo's eyes were still as pure as water.

After looking up at the two great generals under the command of the Dark Skeleton Dragon Knight, the Dark Bone Warrior and the Plague Mentor, Su Han knew that there was never a shortage of strong people in this world, and there was no lack of power that could kill the strong, so no matter what kind of enemy he faced, Su Han always maintained vigilance in his heart.

The purple-robed woman walked gently towards everyone, her jade hand was lightly clenched, and her bones made a crisp sound, as if she was showing her strong strength, "I didn't expect that even the third-class soldier sitting under the Black Nightmare Demon King could be defeated, it seems that you are not so weak, just right, watching your battle, it makes me a little enthusiastic, just right, my heart is a little itchy, so I will practice with you." ”

Seeing the purple-robed woman approaching, the powerful momentum made Su Han feel a little depressed, and the delicate body of Nanguo on the side of the night talk actually trembled slightly.

Su Han's scalp was a little numb, but he still took a few steps forward, his body was a little heavy, and it seemed that a strange field had formed around the body of the enemy in front of him.

With a little strength, he raised his head and looked at the amorous opponent in front of him, Su Han's mood had fallen to the bottom, not that he was too pessimistic, but the strength gap was too big, looking at his own side, it was only the remnants of the defeated army, and there was a presence on the other side that was ready to move, although Su Han didn't know why he didn't attack himself and others, but the feud had already been pulled down, and it was impossible to understand it easily.

"I don't know who you are, and I can't see how powerful you are." Staring at her pupils, Su Han said categorically, although the cold sweat had already slipped down his back, but if he didn't say it, who would know.

"Eh, I didn't expect to meet such a courageous human, I really lived up to my expectations, come, little handsome guy, look into my eyes." Gently waving her jade fingers, the purple-robed amorous woman had a dissolute smile on her face, which seemed to be able to imprison people forever and make them completely sink.

Su Han couldn't help but look into her eyes, and he couldn't let go of it at all with just one glance, this is, this is ......

Unconsciously, Su Han stepped forward step by step, gradually approaching the purple-robed woman, as if he had lost his consciousness, and he didn't even hear the shouts of the south behind him.

The two approached little by little, so close that they seemed to be able to feel each other's breathing, the purple-robed woman's face was playful, a little disdainful, a little boring, it was solved like this, I didn't expect his spirit to be so fragile, but just right, he could get what he wanted.

The purple-robed woman's eyes lit up, staring straight at the Wind Dragon King Medal in front of Su Han, how attractive the faint cyan color was, I didn't expect that a boring task could encounter such a treasure.

The badge in front of her body also emits a faint fluorescence like the Order of the Wind Dragon King, which is earthy yellow.

The distance between Su Han and the two is getting closer and closer, and the purple-robed woman looks at Su Han's face carefully, with shaved eyebrows, and a delicate face without any femininity, although it is a little pale, but it adds some peculiar flavor, slightly cold pupils and momentum, well, it seems to be a little attractive.

The purple-robed woman licked her red lips gently, and her movements were extremely seductive.