The heavy hammer smashed the face, the centipede head hammer with demon teeth, and the smashed Feng Qingtian broke the skin and broken bones!

The hammer was like a walnut, and the sound of broken bones was clearly audible.

He Cheng's wrist twisted, his waist withdrew half a minute and pulled out the long sword inserted in his chest, his wrist happened to be twisted, and he pulled the hammer to the side!

Listening to the sound of blood, "poof" and spitting, most of the hammer was dyed red.

The head was strong and sturdy, and he was smashed and flew out in a circle!

"Click" neck turned.

The head of the sword god Feng Qingtian turned into a spear, smashed straight into the rock, and plunged into the ground.

Only the sword does not leave the hand!

The flying stiffness floated slowly, his hands were hammered against his trouser legs, and the strong arms of the old birch roots were covered with foot-long corpse hair, like an ape standing with a giant hammer.

Catch up, raise your hand and just about to smash.

Feng Qingtian had already broken his neck by him, if it weren't for his superb cultivation, ordinary people would have gone to the Nai He Bridge at this time.

Even if the immortal has his head cut off, he may not be able to live, and Feng Qingtian's death has been decided.

"Grandma! The sword god is here for my wife, if you want to kill me, kill me! ”

Jumping out halfway to bite gold, Luo Zhiqiu jumped out with a crying baby in his arms, with fear in his eyes and anger on his lips.

To put it simply, it is called strong outside and dry in the middle.

"Grandma?"

He Cheng shook his head, seeing that the child in Luo Zhiqiu's arms was very spiritual, it seemed that this kid was still mixed with the banshee Xiaoxue and gave birth to a child.

"I'm not grandma"

"Sword God, he's not grandma, let's apologize and go" At this time, Luo Zhiqiu didn't care about that, quickly find a step down to save his life.

"As long as it's a demon, it should be killed!" Feng Qingtian replied with a hard heart.

He Cheng smiled instead, "Apologize and leave, my subordinate's head has fallen off, who will pay?" ”

"He's a zombie," Luo Zhiqiu whispered.

"I'm a zombie too!"

"Ahh Luo Zhiqiu's legs and stomach were weak, his buttocks fell to the ground, and he was on the stone, and he bared his teeth in pain.

Flying zombies?

Feng Qingtian's neck was twisted, and the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth could already condense into a pool of blood.

He raised his hand and grabbed his head, and pressed it hard, "Click!" "Break your head back.

Holding his head in one hand, he stood up with his sword in the other.

Walked up to Luo Zhiqiu step by step and blocked him behind him.

"Scholar, you better run away, with the skills of this zombie, Grandma in Montenegro is definitely not his opponent, it seems that Grandma has already died in his hands!"

"Grandma is dead? Light snow."

Luo Zhiqiu wanted to say that this was a misunderstanding, and everyone took a step back and passed.

But the confrontation between good and evil, how can there be a misunderstanding?

Without the reason to save Xiaoxue, they would all be killed.

"I'm Feng Qingtian, I have been killing demons and destroying demons for half my life, and I have no regrets about dying in the hands of demons today! Run away with your child! ”

"Wishful thinking, you still want to save people under my hands?"

He Cheng turned around and flew out and went straight to Luo Zhiqiu.

Regardless of whether Luo Zhiqiu intentionally or not, it was he who found Feng Qingtian, and it was because of him that he killed He Cheng's subordinates, and it was better to uproot him, maybe in order to avenge Feng Qingtian in the future, he would find some eight-armed Zen master, Wufang Yue God.

Luo Zhiqiu, a scholar like him, is the protagonist's life in the chat, and he does things smoothly.

"Don't think!"

Feng Qingtian took out the sword again, and fought to the death, and the sword was actually three points stronger!

Fei Zhuang, who was attacking, paused, and did not break through in a circle around the tip of the sword, knowing that there was not much time, Feng Qingtian grabbed the sword and attacked, and the tip of the sword was connected with the dots ahead, and the tip of the sword formed a large sword rain, and the water could not be splashed.

Looking at the sword god who held his head with one hand, did not let his head fold to his back, and grabbed the sword with the other hand to attack, the corners of He Cheng's mouth moved, "You are indeed a sword god, but those who come to find trouble have to die, this is my rule"

Desperately working to this point, the spirit is worthy of respect.

But desperately missed, and the sword light was half-dimmed and half-extinguished, like a candle in the wind.

He Cheng can wait to hide, but the sword god can't wait.

And Luo Zhiqiu also wants to kill.

People's hearts are unpredictable, and only the dead are reassuring.

"If I explode and commit suicide, you Montenegro don't want to leave much! I have a request to spare the child, and he will give up resistance if he does not understand anything. ”

Looking at the child crying in Luo Zhiqiu's arms, He Cheng nodded "yes".

Black Mountain was blown up, and there were Yellow Mountain, White Mountain, Green Mountain and Blue Mountain, he didn't lack a place to live, but it would be a pity that Feng Qingtian's cultivation was blown up!

Luo Zhiqiu also knew his fate, and obediently handed over the child to Feng Qingtian, and when he was about to die, he began to tremble again.

The sword was stuck in the ground, and the sword was abandoned, Feng Qingtian had already lost, which just showed that he would never do it again.

After walking a dozen steps, it happened that there was a caravan wooden basin blowing in the wind.

Place your child in a basin and float down the river.

Seeing that the wooden basin was drifting farther and farther, Feng Qingtian calmed down.

Turning his head to see the scholar fall to the ground in despair, he also let go of the hand that was pressing his head, and let his neck break

The wind was quiet, He Cheng opened his mouth and swallowed Feng Qingtian's blood into his mouth.

The physique that had not moved for many years had a reaction again.

"Close to the immortals, blood is useful"

How can fairy blood be so easy to get? He'll have to wait a minute.

Zhang Susu picked up the sword in Feng Qingtian's hand, and was angry and wanted to kick him, but was stopped by Yan Hong, the other half of his body, "He is a big hero, we have to respect his body"

"What big hero? Have you forgotten that we are demons? In the demon world, the righteous path that kills all the world is a hero! ”

They began to quarrel again, and the banshee Xiaoshuang slowly fell, and a golden swallow fell on her shoulder.

"The host, this is my sister Xiaoxue"

When Jin Yanzi saw He Cheng, she shrank her neck in fear.

There is only a little demonic energy left on his body, and he is not even a demon.

Xiaoshuang looked at Luo Zhiqiu's corpse with resentment and said, "He violated the poisonous oath he once made to his grandmother, and he was to blame for his death, but unfortunately my sister was also scattered because of her oath, if it weren't for my sister getting along for more than a hundred years, I wouldn't have been able to find her among the birds in the mountains."

"Let's go back and rest"

He Cheng nodded.

Perhaps with the help of the Sword God, Luo Zhiqiu could really kill his grandmother, and in the end, he had both his wife and children, and he was happy.

It's a pity that he ran into a zombie, and this zombie loves to make trouble with others the most, and hates others to trouble him the most.

The small wooden basin drifted down the river overnight.

When the dew is stained at dawn, the child is still alive, and the children born of humans and demons are inherently extraordinary!

Da-da-da

The horse's hooves stopped.

"Where's the kid?"

Wei Wuzi, who had a long beard and a sword box on his back, turned over and dismounted.

Go out into the water and pick up the tub.

"What a spiritual child!"

The child looked at him and did not cry or make a fuss, but went to scratch his nail-like beard.

"Hahaha! It's interesting that I have seen through the warmth and coldness of the world, and I plan to resign from my position as a catcher, so you will stay by my side and give me a pension! ”

The child smiled even happier, and the two seemed to be born together.

He untied, wrapped the child tightly, and held it in his arms.

"I wanted to go to Taiyuan to see how it was to the left and right, and see if the sword god sword was unsheathed, each with its own fate"

"From today on, you will be called Shi'er Shi'er, and in the future, my Yan Chixia will be your master, hahaha!"

Laughter flowed through the woods.

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