People's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, these people must have been attracted by the false news deliberately released, so they came here to pick up some bargains, but they didn't know that this place had long been a predetermined place of destruction.

"Are we going to kill all the way through?" Yang Zhigang said.

"Afraid?" Gao Jian squinted at Yang Zhigang and said.

was so provoked by Gao Gaojian, Yang Zhigang couldn't hold his face a little, so he had to keep silent.

Chu Xiang really planned to kill all the way over, and he came here at such a big risk, if he didn't fight, he would get a chance to break through the realm, wouldn't it be in vain.

Looking at the rainbow in the distance for a moment, Chu Xiang suddenly shot an ice gun, the snow scattered, and a killing word burst out of his mouth, the cold wind suddenly rose, and a cold murderous aura rushed straight ahead.

Chu Xiang held the gun flat in one hand, stepped on the snow like flying, and went straight ahead, Gao Gaojian and Yang Zhigang glanced at each other, and followed up.

Chu Xiang's speed is not very fast, stepping on a steady rhythm, with an unstoppable aura, every step forward, the murderous aura is a little stronger. In the eyes of Gao Gao Jian and Yang Zhigang, Chu Xiang's figure seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, getting taller and taller, just like a demon king standing up to the sky, a spear shining brightly in the sunlight, as if it was going to destroy the sky, and the strong murderous aura made the two of them stand on end, and they didn't dare to get too close.

There was someone in front of him, wearing only a bearskin coat in the ice and snow, his nose was as high as a mountain, his eyes were like an eagle falcon, his body was majestic, as if the mountain was unshakable, he felt the strong murderous aura of Chu Xiang's approach, he stood by the knife, and did not retreat, and the people on the nearby mountain found that the two were about to fight, and they turned their heads to pay attention.

Chu Xiang didn't stop, stepping on the snow, leaving no traces in the snow, and went straight to the big man in a bearskin coat. Seeing Chu Xiang enter the attack range, the big man in the bear skin coat shook his hand, the bear skin coat covered Chu Xiang, and the Zhan Zhan sword light behind the coat followed.

"Kill." Suddenly, a burst of shouts rang out, shocking the four wilds, and a spear shot came out of the back of the big man in the bearskin coat, and the bearskin coat was broken like snow, flying in pieces.

Looking down at the ice spear on his chest in disbelief, the big man raised his head and glared at Chu Xiang, and said unwillingly: "You, you ....." As the strength of the whole body passed, the falcon-like eyes gradually lost their light, and a word came out of his mouth: "Okay." Then he died of exhaustion.

Pulling out the ice spear, the blood stained on the spear solidified, and the crystal spear head became blood red, extremely dazzling blood red, like the spear of Shura Hell, with contempt for all life, making people dare not look directly.

A palm pressed on the shoulder of the big man, and the big man who was dead and stared gradually sank into the snow and disappeared.

A warrior who dares to face the strong should not be in the wilderness.

Siye was silent, no one dared to look directly at Chu Xiang, Gao Gao Jian and Yang Zhigang involuntarily lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at the sun-like figure in front of them.

The snow fell quietly, and the snowflakes touched the ground, as if they did not dare to make a noise, quietly blending into the ground.

Stepping forward, the blood-red tip of the spear was pointed, everyone was invincible, and the people in front saw Chu Xiang continue to step forward, and they didn't dare to stay in place for a second longer, and immediately got out of the way.

Three thousand six hundred and twenty-seven paces, someone stood in the way.

Blocking the way was a swordsman, in a white robe like snow, with a tall figure, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a posture of abyss and mountains.

The tip of the blood-red spear pointed directly at the white-robed swordsman, Chu Xiang's footsteps were the same, as if carrying the qi of heaven and earth, every step down, the heavens and the earth were shaken, and after thirty-seven steps, the white-robed swordsman drew his sword, and the sword light was like a white rainbow running through the sun, and it disappeared in a flash.

"Kill." Another burst of shouts spread throughout the four fields, the blood light was like electricity, the sword qi was like a rainbow, and after a while, the sword light shattered.

Before he could stop or turn around, the white-robed swordsman's body suddenly shattered, shattering his bones and sprinkling a bright red in the white snow, as if the hell mandala was blooming in the snow.

One word and one kill, the blood on the spear is even more gorgeous.

The four fields are silent, as quiet as death, only a sound of killing and drinking for a long time. The people around were full of expectations, hoping that the white-robed swordsman could defeat this terrifying figure of unknown origin, but unfortunately they were disappointed, and at the same time, they were shocked, and with one move, Chu Xiang killed the white-robed sword with only one move. Yang Zhigang didn't dare to look directly, stared sideways at Chu Xiang's figure stepping forward, walked up the hillside, swept up a piece of ice and snow, covered up all the red mandalas all over the ground, and continued to follow Chu Xiang forward.

Five minutes and six seconds later, a lean man appeared in the way, with short hair and beard, a scorched yellow face, eyes like electricity, a five-foot long stick in his hand to the ground, the wind and snow danced wildly, and the wind and clouds above his head changed. An absolute Dan Jin peak master, a powerful existence that causes the heavens and the earth to change color after condensing the breath of the whole body.

With the power of killing the two in a row, Chu Xiang's footsteps did not stop, approaching the stickman, and the aura that had been promoted to the extreme moved like a mountain, moving forward with an unstoppable momentum.

The shouting started again, the killing word was earth-shattering, the wind and snow danced wildly, the blood-red spear was shot at the lightning, the stick man made a stainless steel long stick like a poisonous dragon out of the hole, the tip of the gun and the stick head collided, and the sound of glass breaking sounded, crisp and bright, as if the whole world suddenly collapsed.

Wan Lai lost his voice, and Gao Jian saw that the crystal blood-red ice spear slowly expanded like glass, shattered, and scattered in all directions, leaving only a small piece of Chu Xiang holding in his right hand intact, while the long steel stick in the stickman's hand was intact.

Chu Xiang lost, and made a judgment, Gao Gao Jian couldn't help but hold the big knife tightly, and his face became dim.

One move, only one move and lose, do you have to die here?

Gao Jian couldn't believe it, but he had to believe that in such a situation, how to come back to life.

Some people cheered, probably because they were happy that this unrivaled demon who killed two people in a row made people feel unstoppable finally lost and was about to be killed.

Yang Zhigang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and when he heard his exhalation, Gao Jian scratched him fiercely.

If Chu Xiang dies, he can escape, and he doesn't have to go to death again.

Suddenly, Yang Zhigang found that the palm of the stick man burst out with blood, and then shattered, and what was even more terrifying was that this crumbling was like a domino effect, starting from the palm of the hand and extending to the forearm, arm, and shoulder.

The stickman's entire arm was shattered, all the muscles were gone, and the white miserable bones were still attached to the shoulders and the long stick.

The people who followed to pay attention to the battle situation were stunned, and the cheerers were also stunned, looking at the white bones of the stick man in amazement, not understanding what was happening, Gao Gaojian and Yang Zhigang were close to each other, and they didn't understand either.

Someone in the distance shouted: "The ice spear shattered, eliminating the strength of the stick, but the power of the spear was all poured into the stick man's arm." ”

"I see." Gao Gao Jian breathed a sigh of relief, the expression on his face returned to normal, and his gaze at Chu Xiang became even hotter.

Chu Xiang stepped forward and passed by the side of the stickman, who looked at the arm with disappeared flesh and blood, his eyes were complicated, and then he made an astonishing movement, cut it with one palm, cut off the bone at the shoulder, applied the wound with ice and snow to stop the bleeding, picked up the steel rod with his left hand, and left straight to the east.

Stretching out his palm to the sky, the qi was like a flood, the wind and snow turned sharply, the Zhangsan ice gun was formed again, holding the gun and pointing obliquely ahead, Chu Xiang continued to step forward with the same rhythm.

Gathering snow into a spear, this is simply a god-like means, and finally understood where the ice spear came from, the shocked faces of the surrounding people were revealed, and they unconsciously moved their steps backwards, not daring to occupy the surrounding mountains anymore.

Yang Zhigang's face changed slightly, and he lowered his head and continued to keep up with Chu Xiang.

In front of the Hongqiao, under the Hongqiao densely packed a piece of people and beasts, each in a group, several people around the Hongqiao stand on the top of the mountain, the beasts surround, prostrate at the feet.

The beasts were surging, Chu Xiang turned a blind eye, stepped straight forward, and the ice spear pointed at a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged in the herd.

The middle-aged man has strong hair, a wide mouth and a square forehead, a straight waist and back, sits upright like a mountain, majestic like a prison, and the beasts around him are like tigers instead of tigers, leopards and not leopards, and their body size is a few points larger than that of Siberian tigers, and they are crawling around the middle-aged man.

Feeling the qi stabbing directly from a distance, the middle-aged man in the group of beasts stood up, his eyes were shining, his hand pointed at Chu Xiang, and the mighty beasts around him were like the Yellow River straight down three thousand zhang, rushing straight towards Chu Xiang.

Chu Xiang's expression remained unchanged, the flat end of the ice spear, his footsteps were as steady as Mount Tai, and every time he fell, a ripple appeared in the air, as if he was moving the heavens and the earth, and his eyes swept over the beasts and fell on the middle-aged man.

The beasts rushed forward, Chu Xiang seemed to have an invisible barrier in front of him, the beasts were like a river meeting stones, separated from both sides, Chu Xiang went upstream, and chanted a heroic poem: "The king of Qin swept Liuhe, looked at He Xiongzai, waved his sword to break the clouds, and the princes came to the west." ”

One step at a time, the momentum is rising, Chu Xiang has a gang qi in front of him constantly bursting, the beasts are blown up and fleeing in all directions, with the sound of poetry back, Chu Xiang's body is like a cloud and mist, hazy and invisible, the explosion of gang qi is becoming more and more intense, and the air is bursting non-stop, as if setting off firecrackers.

Seeing that Chu Xiang was getting closer and closer, covered in smoke, as if the mountains were pressing on the top, and the beasts were impacting like a torrent, but he couldn't stop the approaching figure at all, the middle-aged man's face changed slightly, he snorted coldly, and fled.

Chu Xiang, who was not afraid of death, did not retreat because the middle-aged man fled, Chu Xiang glanced at the middle-aged man who had fled, and walked straight to the Hongqiao in the valley.

Gao Jian and Yang Zhigang didn't dare to get closer, and watched Chu Xiang's figure go straight to the valley in the crowd of beasts from a distance, opening their mouths wide, stunned and at a loss.

"What is he doing here?" After half a ring, Yang Zhigang came back to his senses and said in shock.

Gao Jian shook his head, he didn't know what realm this was, how could he know what people in this realm were thinking.

Finding that Chu Xiang's backlash beast group had entered the valley, everyone who had occupied the mountain before and was killed by Chu Xiang came to the high place one after another, paying attention to the vague figure that went straight to the Hongqiao.

Everyone was silent, except for the surging beasts, roaring incessantly, constantly pounding the stubborn stone in the beast river.

The blurred figure was getting closer and closer to Hongqiao, and everyone couldn't take their eyes off it, seeing what amazing moves Chu Xiang would make.

Under the Hongqiao is a mirror-like thing, you can't see the other side, but you can clearly see yourself standing in front of the mirror, but you can't feel the real existence of the mirror in front of you, as if it's just a light.

Chu Xiang didn't make any surprising moves, just went straight through the Hongqiao, and when Chu Xiang touched the mirror, his hand passed through the mirror without hindrance, and he stepped forward, and Chu Xiang disappeared into the mirror.