Do you think of us as real apprentices? ”

Hua Mantuo lowered his eyes and glanced at the dragon corpse lying horizontally on the ground, the corners of his lips were shallow, and there was a faint trace of contempt: "No." The deity only recognizes one disciple, and that is Xue Van Xing, you ...... Hehe. ”

This sound floated softly in the air, and its meaning was self-evident.

Feng Xinglan's fingers clenched tighter: "We're just your pawns?" ”

"If only you understood."

"And now? Your goal has been achieved, and we are dead? ”

Hua Mantuo didn't answer, the sword in his palm shook in the wind, and the sword light was like a match, piercing into Feng Xinglan's left rib in the blink of an eye!

This move was ruthless and decisive, extremely fast, and Feng Xinglan obviously didn't expect her to do it without saying hello, he staggered back after being hit by the sword, he pressed the wound with one hand, and looked at her with disbelief: "Why?" Why kill me? ”

"You're damned!" Hua Mantuo's voice was cold.

Feng Xinglan's face was pale and terrifying: "I don't believe you will kill me!" The voice was like laughing and crying: "Come, you want to kill me, right?!" Thorn here! ”

He swooped down on her together!

"Huh!"

A bright sword light burst out on the blade, and the sword light was like a colorful phoenix, a fluttering, stabbing at Feng Xinglan's chest-

But Feng Xinglan didn't dodge, he didn't even make a move to resist.

Jun Crimson was watching from the side, and forgot that this was a phantom for a while, and subconsciously pounced: "Get out of the way!" ”

She wanted to push Feng Xinglan away, but her palm passed through the other party, she couldn't stop anything at all, and watched the phoenix soft sword stab into Feng Xinglan's chest......

What happened later was like a nightmare for Jun Scarlet.

Or maybe she'd seen it in a trance.

She looked at the silver tip of the sword as if it had been soaked in blood, emitting a dazzling seven-colored light.

And Feng Xinglan seems to have been inspired to rebel with blood, or maybe he is gambling that she will not really kill him.

Or maybe he was forcing him to let go, and when she stabbed him, his heart was cold.

He rushed to Hua Mantuo again and again without fear of death, and Hua Mantuo did not tolerate mercy once, and every sword stabbed was the key point of Feng Xinglan.

Eighteen swords!

She stabbed Feng Xinglan's eighteen swords!

Every time it is pierced and pulled out, it brings with it a rain of blood.

Blood poured out from Feng Xinglan's various wounds, staining his robes.

Just like the scene Jun Crimson had seen, at the time of the last sword, Feng Xinglan ignored the sword that pierced her heart, rushed forward, and held her bloodstained wrist, both of them had blood on their hands, and their palms were equally slippery and cold.

He asked, "Master, you hate me so much?" Must you kill me? ”

Hua Mantuo's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her face was very pale, but her sword hand was extremely steady: "You damn it!" ”

She wanted to stir the sword in her palm again, but her wrist was tightly grasped by him, and she couldn't use it.

Feng Xinglan smiled!

He laughed miserably, and his grip on her slammed forward, the sword piercing through his chest and out of his back, blood dripping down the slot.

He almost crashed into her arms and clung to her.

The blood that flowed from his body inevitably stained her, and her white clothes were almost red.

Her body stiffened, and her fingers finally trembled. Subconsciously wanted to pull out the sword, but he held it tightly, and his breath was cold: "Master...... I'm different from Adu, I'm not so easy to die......"

(End of chapter)