"Fifth brother, now you bring two good hands and personal soldiers to find your second brother, I suspect that the thief of Xifo Country will not die." Woe Duxing heard the fourth brother's voice in his ears, and he didn't dare to be careless, so he found an excuse to retreat and ordered people to search for the people in the altar. It's just that Jun Fengqing thinks too much.

Hooked shoulders on the back, disheveled, twisted. When Woe Lone and a new man came to the kitchen, this is what they saw. In particular, the petite and good-looking guard still fell into the arms of the altar man.

The opposite of the ugly girl is naturally a beautiful man, in order not to make people suspicious, the funeral girl wasted the strength of the two tigers to disguise herself as the first place in the bitter realm to blow the gold Taiji hometown Taiji country of the beautiful male style. However, in the eyes of Woe Lone and his subordinates, this is very embarrassing. In particular, the funeral girl groaned under the gaze of everyone, touched her forehead and got up from the person in the altar, and came back to her senses a little, but found that she was disheveled, and she ran out screaming.

Embarrassing, embarrassing, embarrassing! A festive and memorable day, but it has become a black history that people in the altar do not want to mention. Just when the people in the altar were in a daze and hadn't woken up yet. The direct subordinate of the man in the altar, the second of the four generals, the big man tightened his belt and stuck behind the disaster when everyone was silent.

"Lord Right Protector, discuss something with you, I'm afraid I can't serve Lord Left Protector, see if you can transfer the small one to your subordinates, even if it's a partial general." When he looked back, a seven-foot man was so frightened that his forehead was sweating. But after thinking about the guards in the arms of the people in the altar, he looked at the slaughter again. One of the two is beautiful like Mu Shaoai, and the other is rough like Po Xuanqi.

"And relax, no matter how hungry the second brother is, he won't take a fancy to you." Although he is nine feet long and has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, he has a very regular beard scum, close to the kiss, full of manliness. The second brother shouldn't have anything wrong with himself, but when the fourth brother thinks of the fourth brother's bright eyebrows and teeth, slender waist, so beautiful, the second brother shouldn't be mad and attack his brother, right?

Just when the back kitchen was embarrassed and embarrassed, Huang Long, who had been waiting for a long time in the altar, set his eyes on Dao Wuji again. However, although the person in the altar did not arrive, no one suspected that he was cowardly, after all, Luo Yu and Woe Duxing had already shown peerless ability, and as the second brother, he was naturally not a fleshy foot. "Since the left guard order is not here, then I want to taste the knife technique with the chairman of the knife and have a discussion, hahahahaha, do the chairman of the knife mind?"

Hearing the drunken words of Huang Long, Jun Fengqing was indeed a little annoyed. This person is very arrogant, and he has challenged again and again, and he wants to fight the two brothers in the wheel, and he clearly looks down on the second brother. And there is nothing more angry than Jun Fengqing than Dao Wuji. challenged the master of the knife world, but the third to find him, obviously looking down on himself, new hatred and old hatred, the desolate leopard thunder knife felt the master's heart, and kept trembling in the waist of Dao Wuji.

"Your Excellency, Chairman Dao is not from my Tiandu, so I'm afraid this challenge will not succeed!" Jun Fengqing has a tough attitude, if the guest is beaten in the host's house, how can Tiandu maintain its prestige? Therefore, Jun Fengqing must not accept this challenge. However, the sword Wuji who burned the Nine Heavens with anger in the rear was a golden knife in Malaysia, and strode forward: "Dao someone is the new chairman of the world's sealing knife, he has no talent and no virtue, he is a guest in the heavenly capital, and he is flattered to sit at the same table with the ranking masters, how can he retreat today?" ”

"Tianzhong talents laugh at the ancient and modern, what is the reason for the dust to fall, the name of the gods and martial arts is unmatched, and the sword is proud of the world. The world seals the knife, and the world is proud of the world's sword, please advise. With a bang, the desolate leopard thunder knife left the belt and copied it in the left hand of the knife Wuji.

I don't know if it was excitement or anger, or something else, Dao Wuji's irrepressible battle intent drove the qi and blood to surge, and a faint steam gushed out from the pores of the blood vessels, and the momentum condensed but did not disperse. Since the formation of the Five Dragons of the Heavenly Empire, there have been many competitions of all sizes, but there has been no death fight after all.

There were victories and defeats between Dao Wuji and Tianzun Emperor Yin in the past, but even if he was victorious, Blazing Chilin Dao Wuji could always feel the so-called brotherly love. The victory of keeping my hand is not needed! But it doesn't matter anymore, the good big brother has lost his memory, he will never keep his hand again, it will definitely not be unfair, as long as he kills this guy in front of him with a knife now, everything can end. Even if the power of the Evil Heaven Imperial Martial Arts was given up, Dao Wuji would be satisfied. Especially when I think of the resentment and chagrin on the hypocritical face of that guy of the Holy Dragon Lord, I am happy! Pleasant!

Then, let's put aside all the fights, and use the blood of the Five Dragons of the Heavenly Heaven to completely end the poor worm called Blazing Chilin, and from today onwards, there will only be Dao Wuji. The long-lasting airflow, although it is still a pure white mist that does not disperse, but in the eyes of onlookers, it has become blood-red, and the murderous aura remains, although it is not as amazing as Luo's throat, but there is a tragic smell.

"Please!" Although he sensed that Dao Wuji's situation was wrong, he didn't think much about it when he was drunk, after all, it was not that there were no swordsmen who practiced the way of killing and became murderers. In the face of this so-called guy who does not see the blood of the knife and does not return to the sheath, how can the dragon scale knife be afraid? Seeing that Dao Wuji was approaching step by step, the drunken Huanglong, who could be restored to ninety percent of his internal strength, decided to defend instead of attacking first.

It's different from facing Luo Yu. Under Luo Yu's terrifying strength, if he doesn't seize the offensive, then there will be no chance of victory at all, and his foundation is inferior to others, and if he doesn't take risks, he will definitely be defeated. However, in the face of Dao Wuji, it is better to observe it first.

"Drink!" Dao Wuji, who dragged the knife forward, finally stood in front of the eldest brother, facing the drunken Huanglong who was on the defensive, Dao Wuji bent his elbow to lift the knife, and slashed his right crotch to his left chest with the momentum of the reverse blade. The drunken yellow dragon lightly tapped the desolate leopard thunder knife, and the dragon scales touched the moment the human knife flicked back, and the relay force did not resist hard, and retreated lightly. Dao Wuji took advantage of the situation and did not spare people, twisted the big knife, and a spiral of energy from the wrist to the tip of the knife, stabbed at the drunken Huanglong's abdomen.

Drunk with the Yellow Dragon Horizontal Knife and sinking his body, he pushed the Dragon Scale Knife forward with both hands, stepped on the earth, and printed two deep pits. With a "ding" sound, the spiral knife qi exploded on the body of the dragon scale knife, but it did not dissipate. "The Emperor is extremely violent!" Dao Wuji secretly used his skill, and his luck was ordinary, and he had already made a meritorious contribution in a moment of confrontation, and the true qi mass containing terrifying energy inside the spiral knife qi exploded, successfully disrupting the drunken Huanglong sword momentum! 'Got it!' 'I was secretly happy in my heart, but the Dao Wuji Knife Technique was still calm, the big knife was clenched with both hands, and the innate sword qi was condensed but not released, and in the blink of an eye, within three steps, he was killed by the drunken Huanglong.

"Emperor Qianqiu!" "Sorrowful Dragon Roaring Sky!" The dragon scales in his hand flew into the air, drunk Huanglong did not panic, used his palm as a knife, slapped the side of his right hand at the incoming blade, and the lower body stretched in mid-air, parallel to the ground to avoid the attack, the knife energy tore through the blood marks in the palm, drunk Huanglong ignored it, controlled the knife, pulled out and got up again, and the knife happened to fall into the left hand.

"Look at me! Haha, the dragon soars into the sea of clouds! Haha the dragon stepped forward and swung his sword, the dragon shadow churned, and the clouds and dust fell. The blow was unsuccessful, Dao Wuji closed his body and came out again, and resisted head-on: "Lei Yu breaks the sky and slashes!" "The upper body leaned back, like a tilted spinning top, and the whirling body brought up a large knife and struck the dragon shadow violently.

Hit again, the two of them who seemed to have a foundation were fruitless, only to see a group of old men who came to watch the ceremony were disappointed, and they all beat their hearts and clapped their hands, but why didn't they take Dao Wuji such a good apprentice and let Dao Wuhou pick it up. If they could teach such apprentices, they would have committed suicide by swallowing dung.

In the past twenty years, he has been close to the top of his innate cultivation, and he does not have such a strong talent even if he is alone in calamity. Just when everyone was amazed, Dao Wuji was indeed fed up with the fierce battle, "Emperor Extreme Heavenly Slash Style, Overlord Dao Wuji!" "The strong sword spirit has not been shot, it is amazing!

The cold wind is eight thousand miles, and the snow washes nineteen states. Ling Yan's offensive was not finished, the essence flashed, and under the cover of the sword qi, the sword dragon opened his eyes, and a moment was enough. The sword is extremely strong and the true qi is lucky, and an extremely difficult undercurrent to guard against is mixed into the Emperor Extreme Heaven Slash Style, which is the assassination style: Bladeless Hidden God Slash!