In the dark and silent wilderness, a game of assassination and pursuit has quietly begun!

Hua Qin clutched her chest, looking back behind her from time to time, and the horrific scene that happened not long ago was still replaying in her mind.

The plain white figure stained with plum blossom-like blood spots suddenly appeared, leaving their two siblings with little time to react.

The two of them have grown up together since they were children, and they are born with telepathy, and they practice a set of combined attack methods, not to mention such a monk who practices the third layer of qi, even the monk who practices the fourth layer of qi They have also fought and killed.

This set of total swordsmanship is called the Patrol Bee Sword, Hua Che cultivates the Patrol Bee Sword, and Hua Qin cultivates the Flower Sword, the two complement each other, and they restrain each other, and the two of them are both powerful.

The sword momentum is shining and whistling, and Hua Che is crazy to output Hua Che against Hua Qin's attack, and in the seventy-fifth move, Bai Mei suddenly reveals a flaw, Hua Che's eyes light up, and he has to make up for a sword in his habitat.

The blade of the sword was close to Bai Mei, Bai Mei's eyes suddenly narrowed, his wrist flipped, and the sword momentum like a meteor in the rainstorm suddenly changed, turning into sword flowers waiting for Hua Che, the bee that was collecting honey, to throw it at the door.

Before the bees came, the flowers that were originally delicate and colorful suddenly became poisonous weeds that lured traps!

The beautiful eyes were tearing as she watched her brother plunge into the sword momentum of Bai Mei as if he had thrown himself into a net, and more than a dozen blood flowers exploded between his breaths. Huaqin let out a sad sigh, knowing that she was not Bai Mei's opponent, so she turned away and fled!

Chasing after Hua Qin, Bai Mei shouted loudly: "Hua Qin, your brother and sister are close relatives, so you left your brother and fled?"

A mouthful of silver teeth was bitten, although she wanted to avenge her brother very much, but in the face of such a terrifying enemy, Huaqin really couldn't raise a trace of the heart to compete with it.

Sensing the direction of Huaqin's escape, a smell of thick sulfur was approaching.

Do you want to find someone to protect you? With a sneer, Bai Mei's legs kicked suddenly, and the dirt under his feet stepped into two small pits, like a cannonball, and Bai Mei suddenly came to Huaqin's back.

"I remember that Lao He was killed by you. I like to nail people up with wooden sticks so much, you poisonous woman can taste it yourself!" waved his hand to cut off a wooden branch with the thickness of his wrist, and sealed Huaqin's retreat with a sword of white eyebrows, and thrust the wooden branch in his hand fiercely.

"Ah!" screamed, her eyes were misty, and her face turned pale all of a sudden, and she was nailed to the ground alive by her white eyebrows.

"Huh?" Looking up at the direction that Huaqin was facing, a figure with red light around her body was rushing towards this side, waiting for the appearance of the scar man to be seen clearly, Bai Mei smiled slightly, and snorted a sword, piercing Huaqin's heart.

"You!" The flames in his chest burned uncontrollably, and at this moment Song Yuanlong just wanted to grab Bai Mei fiercely, and then crush all the bones in his body little by little.

"Don't worry, it'll be you soon. "Killed Huaqin with a sword in front of Song Yuanlong, after Bai Mei made a very famous gesture in his previous life, he left in an instant, and his speed as fast as the wind made Song Yuanlong only roar angrily, turning several meters around his body into a sea of fire!

Only the last man remained. Except for Song Yuanlong, the last remaining person is called Zhou Fuhai, and his cultivation is slightly lower than Song Yuanlong, but because he has almost never made a move, almost no one knows what his cultivation is like except for Song Yuanlong.

Incarnated as a life-seeking god of death, the white-eyed figure wandered in the forest looking for traces of Zhou Fuhai.

"Are you looking for me?" Suddenly, a slightly chubby figure stood in the shadows behind a tree, and Bai Mei stopped looking at the person: "Zhou Fuhai?"

Slowly coming out of the shadows, Zhou Fuhai had a smile on his slightly chubby face: "It's contemptible." This fellow Daoist is really skilled, a monk in the early stage of Qi cultivation, who killed the four of us. Song Yuanlong, who can still play, is like thunder, Zhou admires it!"

"Can I understand that this is a begging for mercy?" The tip of the sword fell to the ground, and the white eyebrows quietly looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a harmless aura.

"You don't have to be so hostile to me. We don't have any direct hatred. Pacing towards Bai Mei, Zhou Fuhai said softly: "Chasing you is just an order from above, and it is a helpless move." And I didn't massacre the civilians just now. I know you want to keep all of us here.

But, do you really think you can kill Song Yuanlong?"

It is true that the gap between the peak of the middle stage of Qi training and the early stage of Qi training is too large, and it has crossed three levels, even Bai Mei thinks that he is not half a point sure.

"However, if the two of us work together, it is not without chance. Staring at the white eyebrows with deep eyes, Zhou Fuhai said slowly.

Looking at Zhou Fuhai with some surprise, he said with white eyebrows: "Cooperation, aren't you teammates?"

Zhou Fuhai shrugged his shoulders when he heard this: "No, no, no, we are just temporarily in a team." Song Yuanlong is arrogant and domineering, and acts stubbornly and self-servingly. The conceited are very conceited, and if we can take advantage of this, we are not without opportunities. ”

"Can I trust you?" looked at Zhou Fuhai with burning eyes, and said word by word with white eyebrows.

"Of course. Zhou Fuhai said: "I'll help you kill Song Yuanlong, but you also have to help me with one thing." ”

frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

"It's simple, just a message. Zhou Fuhai said: "What is the specific message, when we kill Song Yuanlong, I will tell you!"

"Good. ”

The two approached and smiled at each other. Although they didn't fully believe in each other, the two of them, with their own goals, decided to unite together.

......

The irritable foot trampled to death a hare that was stupidly bumped into him, and the white eyebrows killed the people of his team one by one in a humiliating manner, which made Song Yuanlong feel unprecedented humiliation.

Boy, don't let me catch up with you! Clenched his fists, Song Yuanlong's pupils burned with anger.

Grabbing a tattered and blood-stained corner of his clothes, Bai Mei suddenly appeared in front of Song Yuanlong, threw the corner of his clothes to Song Yuanlong, Bai Mei sneered: "Now, you are the only one left!"

Looking at the bloody clothes that fell in front of him, Song Yuanlong laughed fiercely, and two flames ignited in his hands: "Zhou Fuhai is really a waste." Do you really think that if you kill him, you can beat me?"

Facing Song Yuanlong, Bai Mei chuckled: "Of course, your cultivation is so much higher than mine." Naturally, I can't beat you, but you just rely on the fact that you have cultivated for a few more years than me, and you have the same cultivation, no, even if it is the fourth level of Qi cultivation, I will abuse you like a dog!"

"Haha, arrogant!" Song Yuanlong, who was laughing angrily, walked towards Bai Mei step by step, leaving a footprint burning with flames in the distance with every step: "A child who has the ability to speak and tongue in vain, and cultivates qi at the fourth level, with the same cultivation, you can't beat me!"

Looking at Song Yuanlong, whose aura gradually weakened and finally stabilized in the third layer of Qi cultivation, an invisible smile rose at the corner of his white eyebrows.

Lowering his cultivation to the same level as Bai Mei, Song Yuanlong twisted his shoulders and approached Bai Mei step by step: "Come on, don't run away anymore." I'm already on the same level as you, so don't you dare to fight me?"

"As you wish!" Lang laughed, his white-eyed sword was like light, and he jumped off the battlefield with a shake.

Facing Song Yuanlong head-on for the first time, Bai Mei clearly felt the deep pressure in the other party's body and the eyes with a scorching breath.

His hands turned crimson, Song Yuanlong roared angrily, and rushed towards Bai Mei with a furious momentum!

There was fierce battle intent surging in his eyes, and Bai Mei shouted without timidity: "It's good!"

The sound of the clanging metal clash made Bai Mei a little surprised, he didn't expect that Song Yuanlong's cultivation of the Earth Fire Rock Skill was so peculiar that it could make a person's flesh and blood compete with magic weapons!

But that's all!Since the Grim Sword, Bai Mei has great confidence in fighting alone, and each attack is superimposed on the effect of attack speed, once the enemy can't defeat Bai Mei in a short time, the scorching battle will gradually be mastered by Bai Mei.

Carefully maintain the frequency of his attacks, so that Song Yuanlong could not detect the abnormality, and the eyes of the white eyebrows looking at Song Yuanlong became more and more cold.

The battle entered the white heat, and Song Yuanlong, who was full of steam, tried to break through Bai Mei's defense with several violent attacks, but was intercepted by the impermeable sword net.

Moreover, as the battle gradually continued, Song Yuanlong's hands began to be a little unable to support it.

Although the Earth Fire Rock Gong is a peculiar technique for practicing qi and refining the body, with this exercise, Song Yuanlong has also defeated many monks of the same level.

But no matter how outstanding the effect of this exercise is, it is impossible for the flesh and blood body to collide with the magic weapon made of gold and iron for a long time!

After about a hundred moves, Song Yuanlong couldn't hold on at all, although he was unwilling, but his life was always more important than this illusory reputation.

With a heavy punch forcing back Bai Mei, Song Yuanlong took a deep breath, and the momentum around him suddenly began to become thicker.

Wow!

As soon as he saw Song Yuanlong retreating, Bai Mei secretly said in his heart, the opportunity has come!

Smelling this strange fragrance, Song Yuanlong's face was stunned for a moment, and then a wave of anger roared out of his mouth frantically: "Zhou Fuhai!"

"Brother Song, Zhou's dispersion taste is okay?" Walking out from behind a big tree, Zhou Fuhai had a smile on his face, but his tone was cold.

"You actually help an outsider, aren't you afraid that adults will offend you?!" Clutching his chest, the green tendons on Song Yuanlong's forehead were beating, obviously angry.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Zhou Fuhai waved his sleeves and threw out an elixir carved with strange patterns: "If you want this Dead Soul Worm Pill to control Zhou, you are too naïve to think about it!"

A hint of horror flashed in his eyes, and Song Yuanlong looked at Zhou Fuhai hatefully: "My lord won't let you go!"

"No, no, no, I won't let him go!" his fingers shook, Zhou Fuhai turned around and didn't look at Song Yuanlong: "Brother Bai, you can send him on the road!"

Bai Mei nodded when he heard this, and he was about to kill Song Yuanlong with a long sword.

That's when it happened

"Wait...... Can you let me come......" The swaying figure approached under the gaze of several people with white eyebrows, and when Baimei stared at it, he couldn't help but exclaim: "It's you?"

The person who came was the leader of the guards of Lao He's caravan, Dong Yi.

With a simple bandage on his chest, Dong Yi, whose face was like earth, stepped forward with difficulty: "Can you let me kill him?"

Staggered to Bai Mei's side, Dong Yi knelt in front of Bai Mei with a puff: "My brothers are dead, please let me do something for them for the last time." ”

Looking at Dong Yi with a solemn gaze, Bai Mei sighed lightly, in the final analysis, he actually has a lot of responsibility for this matter, if he doesn't find Lao He's caravan to hang his foot, the entire caravan will not suffer this unwarranted disaster.

Stretching out his hand to help Dong Yi up, Bai Mei stepped out with a sword, and the sword light in his hand exploded like a ball of silver light, breaking Song Yuanlong's tendons and tendons and Dantian Zifu in one breath.

Handing the stubborn sword in his hand to Dong Yi, Bai Mei walked aside without saying a word.

Trembling to take the stubborn sword, Dong Yi's eyes welled up with tears, and he endured the pain, Dong Yi walked into Song Yuanlong step by step.

Song Yuanlong, who has been turned into a waste by Bai Mei, still looks vicious, looking at Dong Yi who is holding a sword, Song Yuanlong scolds when he opens his mouth: "Just a mortal ant, I have killed thousands of people." You are no different from livestock in my eyes, you ......"

was slammed into his throat by the stubborn sword, and Song Yuanlong's shouting stopped abruptly, and only unconscious convulsions and whimpering remained......

ended Song Yuanlong's life with his own hands, Dong Yi seemed to drain all the strength of his body, and collapsed to the ground.

Helping Dong Yi up, he frowned and looked at Dong Yi, whose breath was getting weaker and weaker, although he had superior combat power, he was helpless to save people.

"Give him this. Handing Bai Mei a pale green pill, Bai Mei looked up at Zhou Fuhai, and after a little hesitation, he sent the pill into Dong Yi's mouth.

After taking the pill, Dong Yi's pale face suddenly became a little dizzy.

Dong Yi, who had calmed down his breath, lay down, and Bai Mei stood up and looked at Zhou Fuhai: "Song Yuanlong is dead, what you said before can be finished." ”

Staring at the white eyebrows, the smile on Zhou Fuhai's face became more and more meaningful: "May I ask you a question, whether you are a disciple of the sect or a loose cultivator." If you are a disciple of the sect, I have not heard that there is a sect in the south that is so good at swordsmanship, if you are loose and cultivate, your breath is pure and heroic, and every trace of miscellaneous is not very similar.

Who the hell are you?"

"I'm a casual cultivator, what message do you want me to bring?" replied lightly, and said with white eyebrows.

"Ho, okay, I won't ask. Seeing Bai Mei's appearance without comment, Zhou Fuhai chuckled: "The message I want to bring is very simple, if you accept Lei Zishi's things, you will definitely go to the Nine Levels of the Human Race."

With your talents, the test of the nine levels is simply a breeze for you, and you may even be exempted from the test.

In other words, I really have unheard of such a swordsmanship talent like yours, and the beginner level of Qi cultivation can actually master so many true swordsmanship, and transform and use it without any flaws. It's really ......."

"You're off topic. Bai Mei coldly interrupted Zhou Fuhaidao.

"Uh, okay. Shaking his head helplessly, Zhou Fuhai continued: "You have passed the Nine Levels of the Human Race, I hope you can go to Qingzhou in the Central Plains and bring a word to the Zhou family, the sect of the Qingzhou family." ”

"What's that?" said Bai Mei

A trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, and Zhou Fuhai said: "Shoushu is dead, and Fuhai is not dry." On the same day of the two months, Zhou came to visit!"

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