Bo Feng Shui Gate disappeared in an instant again as it did when it appeared, and even the afterimage did not appear, and the speed was so fast that there was really only a circle of golden light.

He turned his head stiffly, and in the reflection of the big knife, he saw hundreds of golden rays of light passing behind countless soldiers, and at the same time, behind them, there were pitch-black kunai, which fell directly and cruelly.

The hand rises and falls, it is for the flying thunder god to slash!

"Good。。。。。 So fast! ”

And at the place of his own vest, a triangular cone cracked with a "click", and a hole was dug out of the position of the heart, and every beat of the bloody heart inside represented that he was one step closer to death.

Plop————plop————plop!

The sound of his heart stopped abruptly, and his heavy body leaned forward and slammed into the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.

The ripples of dust were rapidly expanding, spreading in a circle, and the radius soon spread to tens of meters away, and the expressions on the faces of the black-clothed soldiers were stiff and frightened, like dominoes falling in rings.

The ice-blue streamer in the sky stopped, and Zhao Xuehuang looked down, only to feel that the whole earth was like a festering wreath, withering from the inside out, with a dazzling golden thread in the withering.

"This speed, it's 。。。。。"

Zhao Xuehuang's pupils shrank, her face was extremely solemn, and it was difficult for her eyes to capture the golden figure at all, she could only vaguely see that there seemed to be countless golden afterimages flickering, unable to distinguish between real and illusory.

"It's that person!"

Zhao Xuehuang's gaze suddenly moved away, focusing on Yang Zhen, the expression on her face flickered strangely, the corners of her mouth half hooked up a greedy arc, half indifferently and delicately, and two voices mixed with each other came out of her mouth: "It is his body, and the call of my Buddha comes from that body." ”

Zhao Xuehuang saw that Yang Zhen's body was stained red with blood, his body stood stiffly in place, his limbs were at a strange angle, and the whole person looked like a living puppet, which was very strange.

The most important thing is that the man's eyes were pitch black, filled with coagulated blood, and that was - blind!

"Who was it, who gouged out his eyes, damn 。。。。。" The angry voice roared in the bottom of Zhao Xuehuang's heart, her face trembled violently, and the three thousand green silks danced wildly behind her without wind.

In the ice-blue pupils, there was a ray of golden light flickering, Zhao Xuehuang's eyes were sharp, her gaze moved away from Yang Zhen coldly, and she stared at the strange black background red cloud behind her.

In the reflection of the eyes, it seemed that hundreds of "spider silks" shot out from the cuffs of the black robe, piercing Yang Zhen's body as if they were threading needles, like a puppet that was pulled on the line, life and death could not help themselves.

"So many people, but being bullied by two people, what a bunch of waste!"

The caustic and sinister voice stayed in the air, and a red robe was like a wild horse galloping, bringing up a loud phoenix roar.

"Truly。。。。。 The Flying Thunder God's technique is really a terrifying space ninjutsu. The red sand scorpion didn't raise its eyelids, and its five fingers just flicked lightly.

At this time, the blood-colored figure seemed to be dragged out of thin air, and the whole person flew backwards obliquely, like a four-legged snake running on the sand, brushing twice, and in a blink of an eye, it drew a zigzag shape, straddled diagonally, and blocked directly in front of Zhao Xuehuang.

The blood-colored figure raised his hand and shook his arm, and he slashed with all his strength, and his arm was like a sickle and blood mist was entwined, and the speed was extremely fast, slashing towards Zhao Xuehuang's head.

Bang ————

In mid-air, the whirling and flying thing reflected a dazzling glow in red light, then shattered and fell, half of the ice blade plunged into the ground and exploded into a puddle of ice-blue liquid.

The ice-blue water splashed in all directions, popping and hitting the red clouds on a black background, like ice flowers blooming.

Click!

The black robe shattered to reveal the hidden scorpion-like body below, and there was no expression on the scarlet amber's hideous and ugly face, and the poisonous needle of the silent scorpion tail was rapidly enlarged in Zhao Xuehuang's eyes.

"This guy!"

As if seeing some incredible sight, the expression in Zhao Xuehuang's eyes changed instantly, and he followed his body back and pulled away, widening the distance, and at the same time stretched out his hand and pointed forward.

"Icewind Moan!"

In the blink of an eye, a finger of blue light shot out, and although the ice crystal phoenix was not big, it was extremely fast and the temperature was extremely low.

The air around him was also dyed with blue frost in an instant, and the space seemed to be frozen, but the eyebrows in front of him were covered with the scarlet of frost-frozen sores, but his expression was unmoved.

Phew! In the crisp sound, the ice crystal phoenix was penetrated, black smoke filled from the body, and the terrible poisonous gas corroded it, and the tip of the needle, which was as black as a prison, pointed at Zhao Xuehuang's eyebrows.

Immediately, Zhao Xuehuang was struck by lightning, her body suddenly struck, her bulging forehead suddenly sunken, and she fell straight back to the ground like this, kicking her legs。。。。。 The remains of the body disappeared in place.

The sound of the phoenix was loud, the sky and the ground were full of the loud roar of the phoenix, and a faint blue flame exploded out of thin air ten meters away, and a phoenix rushed out of flames.

A little red heart was in the middle of Zhao Xuehuang's beauty, she frowned slightly, a little under her feet, and suddenly narrowed the distance, and the sleeves of the red gauze robe went to her full chest.

The red sleeves are like knives, and the blade of the blade is like the blades of an electric fan.

Zila———— Zila———— Zila——————

With three piercing collisions in succession, the red shadow and black needles staggered apart in the air, rubbing sparks and poisonous juice splashing on the ground, burning and corroding a fishy mixture.

"Is it really a cruel man, who actually transformed his body into a monster?"

No living person can endure the freezing of the phoenix and the fire of the phoenix and his face should not be dead, unless, he is not a living person at all.

Scarlet Amber stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, dusting the ice ballast to the ground, revealing several frostbite cracks on his face, followed by dark gaps, as if colluding with some unknown and terrifying existence.

"The uglier a man is, the more he doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade." Zhao Xuehuang's white fingers gently rubbed a little red mark on the center of his eyebrows, as if blood was really spilling there.

"This palace is the future two princesses, you touch the body of this palace, this is an unforgivable capital crime."

"Untouchable, are you guilty?"

The voice was raised with a hint of grandeur, as if the Buddha was questioning, as if the queen was asking the lowly beggar, and the soul was trembling.

Then, the red sleeves flicked suddenly...

The weak palm stretched out, five fingers grabbed the air, and a small short sword appeared in her palm out of thin air, was held tightly by her, and then, aimed at the front, stabbed straight out!