Tangerine peel cinnamon snorted, suddenly felt a huge force attack, kicked back a few steps, before standing firm, the whole body was full of coolness, in an instant, the spring night willow threw out dozens of ice cold needles with lightning speed, unstoppable, unavoidable. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing that he was about to die in the needle rain, at the critical moment, it was the Abyss Demon Hunter who struck, the chaotic knife tore the air flow, the Ice Spirit Cold Needle collided with the Feihong Flying Knife and bounced off, and the sparks burst out in all directions, tearing through the clothes, wiping the cheeks, and leaving blood marks on the body of tangerine peel and cinnamon.

A trace of disappointment inevitably flashed in the eyes of the spring night Zheliu, and he didn't want to continue to entangle with the abyss demon hunter, so he threw a few flying needles again and swept to the lake.

After a hard fight, no one took advantage of it, this situation has passed three times, the people of the Niutou Club are blocking the resurrected Yunshuiju gang outside the messy mountain gate, fortunately, the mountain is dangerous, easy to defend and difficult to attack, although there are casualties, but the Niutou Club people still have no danger to repel Yunshuiju's counterattack again and again.

But after a long time, it is still unfavorable to the Bull Head Society, if you want to completely repel Yun Shuiju, you must first kill their backbone, as long as the backbone does not fall, that unwilling to fail will never disappear.

Suddenly, Fang Fan's skin suddenly turned red, and a rolling heat wave emanated from his body, as if he was soaked in boiling water, and his whole person was boiling.

The spring night folded willow raised his eyebrows, stomped on the ground with one foot, a surging true qi poured into the ground, the ground shook suddenly, and several water columns instantly burst out of the South Lake behind him, and then, the spring night folded willow shook his arms, and the water column immediately condensed into thousands of ice crystal flying needles, each needle exuded a trace of coldness, and each needle was surrounded by a murderous aura like a substance.

And Fang Fan unexpectedly returned the star to the sheath, facing the imposing spring night folding willows, clenching his fists.

The corners of the willow's mouth were hooked in the spring night, and he pointed at Fang Fan with one hand, and the thousands of ice crystal flying needles floating behind him were overwhelmingly surging towards Fang Fan like living creatures, with a huge momentum, like thousands of troops and horses crossing the border.

Fang Fan's face was slightly solemn, and when thousands of troops and horses rushed towards him with the momentum of crushing heaven and earth, his fists slammed out.

The void suddenly shattered like a mirror, and the dark spatial cracks danced like snakes, if accidentally touched, I was afraid that the limbs would be swept into the void in an instant.

In an instant, the sea of needles and the chaotic snake met, without any sound, and there were no ice chips falling to the ground, and the ice crystal flying needles disappeared into the spatial crack without a sound.

This punch looked easy on the surface, but Fang Fan's gums had been bitten and oozed blood, and as the true qi rolled violently under the burning of the osteopathy, a wisp of blood leaked out of the corner of his mouth.

In a few breaths, the ice crystal flying needles that covered the sky and the sun were gone, Fang Fan seemed to have let go of the burden of ten thousand catties, every tense muscle relaxed, this moment could not be the slightest relaxation, but every cell of Fang Fan was extremely tired, even if he wanted to maintain the best level of competition at all times, but his sore body was like an aging machine that could not listen to the slightest command.

Master duels can often be separated from the winner by revealing a flaw, there is no doubt that the spring night Zheliu is a person who knows how to seize the opportunity, Fang Fan is only a little tired, and there are ice crystal flying needles condensed in the lake water, and Fang Fan is shrouded by the sea of needles again.

Fang Fan didn't fight to damage his body to defend against the ice crystal flying needle that shot in, even if he barely lifted his strength, this strength would not last long before it would dissipate, in fact, without him making a move, someone was blocking in front of him.

Tangerine peel cinnamon holds the handle of the knife with both hands, when the sea of needles is close to the body, the Xuanqi knife water splashes wildly, and the tangerine peel and cinnamon seem to not feel the weight of the knife, and the Xuanqi knife the size of the door panel is waved, and the blade is not visible at all, only the dazzling knife light.

The tinkling sound is endless, like a torrential rain hitting the glass, the ground is covered with a layer of ice chips, in a moment, tangerine peel and cinnamon have been waved hundreds of times, but this time it is completely different, the ice crystal flying needles seem to be endless, the knife of tangerine peel and cinnamon is getting slower and slower, and the flying needles are getting more and more urgent.

The fatigue began to appear, and suddenly, the arm of tangerine peel and cinnamon had a spasm, and the Xuanqi knife slammed to the ground, exposing a huge gap, and the ice crystal flying needle smelled this huge flaw at the right time, and swarmed into it.

Tangerine peel and cinnamon were startled, and closed their eyes reflexively, but after waiting for a long time, there was no pain on his body, and there was only a popping sound like rain hitting rotten vegetable leaves.

The eyelids trembled slightly, and half of the slit was opened, but there was darkness in front of him, and the tangerine peel and cinnamon's eyes widened in confusion, only to find that he was trapped in a shell formed by the condensation of yellow sand.

"Ahem......"

A slight cough suddenly came from behind him, and the tangerine peel and cinnamon immediately turned his head, and Fang Fan, who was oozing blood from the corner of his mouth, was half-squatting on the ground, and his left palm sank into the ground.

"You ......" Tangerine peel and cinnamon's eyes were full of worry.

Fang Fan shook his head and said, "Don't worry."

"What should we do?" There was some anxiety in the tone of Chen Pi Cinnamon, if they continued like this, they obviously couldn't see any hope of winning, if Yun Shuiju's reinforcements arrived, today's efforts would be in vain.

Fang Fan pursed his lips, then stretched his eyebrows, and said, "I have a way."

Tangerine peel and cinnamon said happily: "What way?"

……

The sound of the blow outside was inaudible, and Fang Fan, who had discussed the strategy with the tangerine peel and cinnamon, said in a low voice: "I'm ready to go out."

As soon as the word "good" of tangerine peel and cinnamon blurted out, a bright light flashed in front of him, and the impact sound in his ears rang again, and the abyss demon hunter was fighting with the spring night willow again, but the hand speed of the abyss demon hunter was obviously unable to keep up with the inexhaustible ice crystal flying needle, and he was gradually falling into decline.

"Come and help me!"

Seeing Fang Fan and the two of them appear, the Abyss Demon Hunter looked overjoyed, and hurriedly shouted loudly, and a surge of energy gushed out of his body out of nowhere, and the hand that threw the hidden weapon outward suddenly became several times faster.

On a spring night, the eyes of the willows were cold, and the ice crystal flying needles that covered the sky and the wilderness suddenly parted in half, and shot towards Fang Fan and the others.

The pressure decreased slightly, and a trace of cunning flashed in the eyes of the abyss demon hunter, and he took out a blooming rose from his backpack, the flower was plain, but the red one was a little bewitching.

"A Thousand Machines" ranked seventh - [Rose: Red].

As soon as [Rose: Red] arrived in his hand, the Abyss Demon Hunter rubbed his hands, and the flower flew out.

How did such a small flower rank seventh in "A Thousand Machines"?

Soon there was an answer, when [Rose: Red] floated up, a strange fragrance also emanated, and then, with a bang, it exploded into powder, and the flying needles of ice crystals also exploded into powder at the same time! (To be continued.) )