"Then life and death"

Yan Chixia was happy.

"You are bound to die, today (Riri), I will give you a ride" He Cheng raised his hand and grabbed it, an iron gun fell into his hand, and "dong" paused on the ground, and the ground that had already been pressed like granite porcelain, there was another pit.

(身shēn) is a demon, a slasher against the enemy, but it is not a recognition of it.

Only the opponent knows the opponent best, and He Cheng's understanding of Lin Jiu is far greater than his understanding of himself.

Yan Chixia untied the wine gourd on her waist and poured a few sips of wine.

The wine spilled down his beard and into his neck, wetting the front of his coat.

"All avenues are roads

Ha, I beg myself

I pleaded with myself."

The spicy wine was angry, Yan Chixia shook the sword in her hand, and the drunkenness in her eyes disappeared, and she was replaced by a sharp and murderous aura.

A sword snatches the face.

He Cheng raised his foot and kicked the gun, the tip of the gun pointed behind his back, but the small cylinder left on the tail was forward.

With a light shake, the big gun turned half a circle, and the tip of the gun pointed forward.

The big iron spear shook his wrist and leaned forward to catch up with the killing sword. The tip of the spear was pointed at the blade of the sword, and the blade of the sword was staggered, and the strength was not weak, and the fierce iron dragon drilled straight into Yan Chixia's heart.

"Ding"

Yan Chixia took three steps back, his steps were not as fast as the gun, but these few steps back gave him time to withdraw his arm to the Xuanyuan Divine Sword. Yan Chixia danced like a streamer and pulled the sword to turn (body shēn), with the sword light to turn around, and Zhou (body shēn) drew a circle of sword light cover, which happened to block the way of the shooting.

"Tengtengteng" Yan Chixia's strength was slightly weaker, and she took three steps back.

But the gun was as sticky as a long snake, and the probe chased after it.

"It's very good

Heavenly and Authentic Humane Kendo"

Yan Chixia sang a song in her mouth, her pride soared, and the sword in her hand was also a swimming dragon, catching up with the long snake and colliding with each other. The strength was weak, Yan Chixia took three steps back, but she also escaped the iron spear sticking to kill.

was already seriously injured and weak in terms of realm strength, Yan Chixia would not only lose this battle, but also die.

"Hahaha, happy"

He Cheng did not pursue, the big gun fell to the ground, and waited quietly for Yan Chixia to pant roughly.

"That dryad has suffered at your hands"

"The old demon of Montenegro should be him," He Cheng gently rubbed the blade of the gun with his thumb.

"You also fight Montenegro, sword god Feng Qingtian you know"

"Whoosh"

The spear followed He Cheng's wrist, drew a half-arc, and pointed diagonally at the ground.

"I killed it."

"Sure enough, it's you, haha" Yan Chixia was not angry, but grabbed the wine gourd and drank in a big gulp.

Choked and coughed, and spit out wine and blood.

The wine gourd also followed Yan Chixia and shook his hand and came to He Cheng. He Cheng took the gourd and took a sip, although the wine was fragrant, it couldn't get drunk with the dead.

"Shi'er's mother is the monster next to you (body shēn)."

He Cheng paused.

"Oh"

He really didn't expect it.

"It's a Small World"

"yes"

Cang Langlang

The sword came out again, although the strength declined, but the momentum was a little more violent, and in the blink of an eye, it had slammed into He Cheng's eyes, passed through the wine that was stuck in the air, and stabbed into He Cheng's (chest).

bite

Yan Chixia grabbed the screaming Xuanyuan Divine Sword and fell.

His eyes fell on the golden armor on He Cheng (body shēn), where there was only a faint scar.

"Avenge your father's murder for your apprentice"

"Hum Carving Insect Trick"

Yan Chixia said it easily, but she had a headache in her heart, Jin Jia was able to guard against his own divine sword, he really couldn't win this battle.

"Jin Yanzi didn't come to me to avenge her husband's murder, what are you anxious about?"

He Cheng's eyes suddenly stopped on the tip of the big gun in his hand.

followed the tail of the gun and threw out a flower, with two fluttering sounds, the bird flapped its wings, and rushed to Yan Chixia with his left and right feet folded. Before he could get out of the gun, Tie Shan relied on Qiao'er to crash into the spine of the sword, and he just smashed Yan Chixia's hand with a sword.

There was also a danger in this, the blade of the sword grazed He Cheng's ear, cutting off half of his ear.

One more ruthless inch, and He Cheng's head will be cut off by half

However, when Yan Chixia was knocked away and raised her hand, the flaws in front of her eyes were revealed, and He Cheng's big iron spear came out.

Like a living thing, it drilled all the way along Yan Chixia's elbow, staggered its armpits, and pierced into its heart

He Cheng let go of his hand.

But the gun had already penetrated Yan Chixia's heart and drilled out from behind him.

Blood trickled down the tip of the spear, dripping on the clothes on Yan Chixia's back.

燕赤霞 ((舔tiǎn)tiǎn) 了 (舔tiǎn)tiǎn) with dry lips

"There must be a way for the dog to go up the clay pit on the left side of the Devil Weeping God

You are a jackal

To each his own way

Each to his own and to his own way"

At the end of the song, his hand was raised, the blade of the sword was flipped, and he handed the sword to He Cheng.

"I have too many opportunities to kill you, but I don't want to do it."

He Cheng took over the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, they had already cooperated, and the Divine Sword was not an exclusion of him.

"I'm just going to give you a ride today."

Although Yan Chixia has also made progress, at the age of dozens of years, it is already a natural asset to be able to reach her strength now, but it is a pity that He Cheng has improved faster.

They were once evenly matched, but now they are no longer on the same level.

Everything happened too fast, the time was too short, maybe Yan Chixia didn't react herself, she didn't expect He Cheng to improve so quickly, and mistakenly thought that she still had a chance to win.

"Shi'er" Yan Chixia sighed, and she was out of breath.

The fire was fierce and had crept up to his feet.

He Cheng held the wine gourd and poured the wine on Yan Chixia (body shēn).

The fire seemed to have found an introduction, and instantly climbed up to Yan Chixia's (身shēn) body, enveloping him.

The yellow firelight reflected He Cheng's corpse face, flickering bright and dark.

He bent down to pick up the gun, holding the Xuanyuan Excalibur in his other hand, and suddenly smiled, "You bearded"

A red iron book that had not been burned by fire appeared in the fire, He Cheng was not afraid of the fire, and bent down to grab the iron book.

It is written with ten thousand sword tricks.

Putting away the iron book, He Cheng's nose twitched slightly, the flames couldn't stop the smell, and he continued to chase after the smell of Shi'er and the golden swallow.

One yard is one yard, and the grass must be eradicated.

Yan Chixia still wanted to fight with He Cheng when she was dying, and she also thought of this.

He knew that his Han apprentice would definitely find He Cheng for revenge, and that would also be to send him to death, so he had to kill He Cheng first, and only send the divine sword and sword book when he was defeated, wanting to exchange the apprentice's life.

In the end, he sighed "Shi'er", and he also sighed and thought of this.

"It's a pity, I'm a demon, and I can't put myself in danger because of this."

Shi'er may not be dangerous, but Jin Yanzi, who can go crazy for her son, is dangerous, and she has been with He Cheng (body shēn) for a long time, and she shakes it casually, and He Cheng's last two days are also restless.

He had just walked more than twenty miles when he bumped into a scholar running towards him.

"Hello, Mr. General," he pondered several titles.

"Have you ever seen a girl who looks like she" The scholar fumbled around for a while, and finally took out a stack of square rice paper from his sleeve.

Unfolded, a woman He Cheng is very familiar with.

Nie Xiaoqian.

"It's very similar," He Cheng nodded.

"Sir, you know her"

"Knowing"

"I met just now, but suddenly I couldn't find anyone, and I was worried that she was in danger alone in the wilderness, so I was in a hurry to find her. Sir, you know her best, let's look for her together to find her faster, you haven't asked for advice yet, your relationship is"

There was nervousness in the scholar's eyes.