Is it that tonight is too sad, so that the winter moon will shine on the night sky no matter what, forming such a strange moonscape, snowy scene. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

War!

The Yin Snake was about to force the Master of the Three Sufferings in a blink of an eye, Ning Xuyao's eyes were cold when he saw it, and he waved the long whip in his hand, and the whip was like a sharp arrow, forcing towards the Yin Snake.

Facing the sudden long whip Yin Snake, he smiled coldly, and did not dodge at all.

The long whip came, and the giant snake suddenly blocked in front of the yin snake, and the giant snake received a whip, and a clear whip mark appeared on the snake's body, and the pain made the giant snake keep lowering its head and licking the wounds.

In the blink of an eye, Master Sanku only felt a gust of wind.

In the eyes, the Yin Snake hand was like an eagle's claw and grabbed towards the heart of the Three Bitter Masters.

"Amitabha. ”

A Buddha horn sounded in the ears of the Yin Snake, and the confident blow to kill seemed to be slapped on the iron wall.

I saw that the three masters of Kuxuan, Kuling, and Kuzen were surrounded by a golden Buddha and Buddha light, forming a protective circle to protect the three people.

"Heh... Scold.... Bodhi golden body, but the old man wants to take a look, how long can you half-hung Bodhi mastery be called. ”

The moment the Yin Snake spoke, the same claw strength, dozens of claws hit the Golden Buddha at the same time, and the Golden Buddha was hit and became shaky.

Ning Xuyao saw that the three masters sitting on the ground were about to be unable to hold on, and then looked at the giant snake blocking in front of him, and his mind was certain, and he made a high move: "A whip is terrifying!"

As the words fell, there was a thunderclap in the void, and the long whip slashed at the giant serpent like lightning.

The serpent looked at the attacking whip and tried to dodge, but before it could see clearly, the whip had already slashed at the snake's body.

"Hiss", a mournful cry reached the ears of the Yin Snake.

The Yin Snake immediately looked back, only to see that the giant snake was covered in blood, coiled into a ball and kept screaming, and when he saw this scene, the Yin Snake shouted: "Xiao Qing'er!"

The Yin Snake came to Xiao Qing'er and gently transported the poisonous gas to protect the giant snake. Then he turned to look at Ning Xuyao and Master Sanku, and snorted coldly, and his hoarse voice was only murderous: "Hmph! You have angered the old man, you will all go to hell! Hell - Dead Realm Shura!"

When the words fell, all the snow around them disappeared, and all life withered in an instant. The scene of the desert reappeared, and the endless poisonous gas in the rolling yellow sand instantly enveloped Ning Xuyao and the four of them, and the body of the Yin Snake was slowly turning into a void.

The poisonous gas attacked his body, Ning Xuyao bore the brunt of it, thousands of poisonous gases entered his body, and he was seriously injured in an instant, and a mouthful of blood immediately spit out, so he could only sit down and use his skills to suppress the poisonous gas.

As the poisonous gas entered the body of the Three Bitter Masters, the Three Bitter Masters were certain, and the Buddha's horn sounded: "Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell." ”

As the Sanskrit sound came out of the mouths of the three masters, countless Buddha light came out of the three bitter masters, and the poisonous gas of the Buddha light inhaled the air was all transferred into the bodies of the three masters.

Ning Xuyao felt that the poisonous gas in his body was gradually decreasing, and he could already resume his actions. got up and looked towards the three bitter masters, only to see that the corners of the mouths of the three masters of Kuxuan, Kuling, and Kuzen had already flowed poisonous blood, and they couldn't be delayed any longer.

Out of the blue, the same thunder, the same lightning. But a sound turned into a thunderbolt, and a bolt of lightning turned into a scene of doom.

In the face of thousands of lightning, the Yin Snake just kept smiling coldly, and every time the whip was swung on the Yin Snake, the poisonous gas in the air was less.

Ten thousand whips, the air poison gas gradually disappeared in the painful cry of the Yin Snake.

The sound stopped, the yellow sand returned to calm, and I saw that the life of the master of the three bitters had come to an end, and the last few words of Zen sound fell, and I saw that it was like coming.

Ning Xuyao on the side suppressed the poisonous momentum, forcibly performed the absolute style, and after spitting out several mouthfuls of blood in a row, he fell to the ground.

The Yin Snake was whipped with thousands of long whips, and its blood flowed continuously, lying motionless on the ground.

Suddenly, the yin snake's sneering laughter sounded again: "Heh... Scold... The frightened whip Ning Xuyao is worthy of his name. It's a pity....... Xiao Qing'er!"

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In the wind and snow, whether it was the cold wind or the falling snowflakes, no matter how they fell on Ye Xiangtian, Ye Xiangtian still closed his eyes and remained motionless, as if the diving rat had not appeared just now.

Suddenly, the long sword in the swordsman's hand moved, the sword moved, the person moved, and thousands of snowflakes flew.

In the flying snowflakes, two unsightly figures kept intertwining, and only the sound of "Zheng, Zheng, Zheng" could be heard.

As the sound of weapons clashing fell, the flying snow was stained with blood red.

In the flying wind and snow, a person broke away from the battle, it was Ye Xiangtian, and he saw that several scars on Ye Xiangtian's body were clearly visible, and blood kept remaining.

Xuehua slowly regained her calmness, and saw a cold voice from a black robe wrapped in a black robe on the snow: "Your speed is too slow!"

Hearing the voice, Ye Xiangtian chuckled twice: "The King of Killers is worthy of being the King of Killers. It seems that Ye can only work hard, flying snow and moonlight. ”

The sound fell, the sword moved, the high move was made, the long sword rolled up the snow, the moonlight shone on the sword, and it was the snow that was bright! As the name suggests, I don't know if it's a move for the occasion or a scene for the job.

When the loons under the black robe saw it, they sighed softly: "Shadow-Autumn water is easy to cold. ”

The sigh stopped, the famous trick of the Night Emperor reappeared, and the icy snow suddenly became even colder, not only the snow on the ground condensed and froze, but even the snowflakes falling in the air began to condense piece by piece.

Surprised! The black short blade in the hand of the diving rat suddenly appeared, and countless figures of the diving mouse appeared around, all of them headed towards Ye Xiangtian.

Facing the countless looning rat figures, Ye Xiangtian's eyes were closed, and in the bright sword light, Feixue danced around the sword, and every time he swung the sword, a looning rat figure fell, and the falling figure instantly shattered into countless ice cubes.

The faster the sword swings, the faster the loon in the lore.

As more and more figures were cut down, Ye Xiangtian only felt that the long sword in his hand was frozen, and the swinging sword gradually slowed down.

This scene fell in the eyes of the loon, the opportunity has come, how can the loin, as the king of killers, miss it, the loon disappeared in an instant among the many fake bodies!

When the killing machine came, the beads of sweat on Ye Xiangtian's forehead fell one by one, in such a cold weather, what kind of pressure would it take to make an innate person break out in a cold sweat?

In the moonlight, Ye Xiangtian and the loon seemed to be still.

As the bright moonlight slowly disappeared, the long sword in Ye Xiangtian's hand had been broken into two sections, and the black short blade on his body had pierced into the heart, and the blood flowed on the snow with the short blade.

In the observation of the diving rat, the short blade that pierced did not dare to advance a single point, because the broken sword in Ye Xiangtian's hand had already cut through his robe and stood on his neck. If the short blade is gaining one point, it will be the same death.

The diving rat looked at the ordinary man in front of him, holding an ordinary long sword, and the diving rat couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha! I can't imagine that the Ye family has such a character as Ye Xiangtian in addition to the Heavenly Sword, Ye Guyun!

With a sound of death, the figure of the latent disappeared in an instant, and a killing machine in the wind and snow came into Ye Xiangtian's ears: "Shadow - lore!"

Ye Xiangtian heard the sound of asking for his life, and snorted lightly, his luck was on the ice and snow. After a while, a sword of ice and snow was held in his hand, and he said while touching the long sword: "Sword, sword, others are either using you to fight for fame and fortune, or they are using you to kill." Ye Xiangtian's sword is only to protect his family and protect the Ye family!"

"The battle of not killing!"

When the words fell, a trace of tenderness was added to the cold wind and snow, and a breath of caring for the family enveloped the surrounding ice and snow, and the condensed ice and snow slowly turned into warm water.