"This hand Demon Palace Prison Flame, Wangjun smiled. Another rapid-fire fireball would have fallen on Wang Shenhai's body, burning this young world's No. 1 young master to the ground, the fire was burning, but it didn't hurt the flesh at all, and even the clothes couldn't be burned, so that the high temperature and pain from the flames were even more terrible than the most cruel cannon burning punishment.

Wang Shenhai knelt down first, then lay down, then rolled on the ground and wailed, and suddenly, a bucket of cold water was poured on his head, and the flame was miraculously extinguished.

There was one more person in the compartment, a delicate twelve-year-old girl, who was dressed in the costume of a high-class maid, but another large wooden barrel like a rough maid.

At the edge of the barrel, a few drops of water were falling, dripping on Wang Shenhai's face.

"Mr. Zhao is going to take a lunch break. The girl smiled narrowly, her small body shrinking into the arms of the silver-haired boy.

She is Lin Xuanchen. The moment she watered, the silver dust extinguished the flames. Otherwise, even if the king is thrown into the sea, the flame will not be extinguished.

The girl boy frowned, his eyes were cold and resolute, he looked down at the young man who fell at his feet, gritted his teeth and said: "Anyway, you are not qualified to stay here, don't forget, there are relatives here, and it seems that it is not too difficult to give you a flower thief, and it seems that it is not too difficult to spy on other people's concubines." ”

Wang Shenhai's face has turned purple-black: "You ......"

"Think this shouldn't be my style?"

"You should be as upright as Senior Brother Wan. ”

"Being upright is not the same as cherishing your reputation, and being upright is only relative to your heart. What's more, it doesn't make sense to say this now, the boy surnamed Wang, you have listened carefully to me, the truth is always only within the range of the cannon. ”

The sound of silver dust was so cold that the ground around Wang Shenhai was covered with a layer of bobo frost. At this time, the world's first young master realized that the person in front of him could be said to be so crazy that he didn't take the world's heroes in his eyes at all.

Wang Shenhai didn't know that at this moment, Yinchen had the style of criticizing the world back then.

"Then even if you abolish my reputation, or even if you abolish the reputation of the Divine Sword Alliance, you will definitely ruin this young lady's reputation!" Wang Shenhai did not give up, and still tried his best to find the flaws in Yinchen's words, and forced him to comply.

"I'm sorry, dead people don't ruin the innocence of others, and dead people don't have to worry about any reputation, it's almost the same if the Excalibur Gate leaves you, do you have anything else to worry about?"

He raised his right hand, and a blue shimmer lit up in his hand, and a sharp Xuanbing Sword slowly grew out of his palm, and the sword was wrapped with equally sharp spiral patterns.

It turned out to be a mechanical drill sword.

The Xuanbing Sword spun and emitted a faint humming sound, and the cold intent of the ice was driven by the spinning blade, forming a light blue cold wind in the shape of a drill bit in the air. The cold of the ice merges with the limits of rigidity to become the Blade of Killing.

Wang Shenhai's face was dead gray, he knew that there was not much time left for him, and his hands under the robe were clenched into fists, but there was not an inch of blade in the palm of his hand. There is no such world's No. 1 young master, in fact, it is nothing.

At this moment, Lin Xuancheng suddenly blocked the direction of the window, and at the same time, the javelin that was ploughing vigorously flew in from outside the wide open window, and in the low sound of breaking the air, He Guoxia meant a high-pitched and fierce ghost howl, obviously the javelin was filled with poison, and it might even be poisonous.

The three javelins flew into the window, and before they could be stained with a little blood, they were cut down by a bright knife light, as if three emerald green bamboos had changed from three to six in a crisp cracking sound, and clanged all over the ground. Lin Xuanchen's knife action is very beautiful, but the knife technique is absolutely elusive, it is the most authentic "Liberation of Soldiers" mastery.

As if she had no experience at all, the little girl leaned out of the window and looked around, as if she wanted to find the person who attacked her. But the moment he leaned out of the window, a layer of red and white dry powder suddenly came out of the palm of his little hand, and the dry powder suddenly expanded into a gaseous shape like a skeleton, and immediately rose upwards at the same time as he leaned out, covering the window on the upper floor, and then a violent coughing sound was heard.

No one knew what was in the powder, only the coughing sound was incessant, as if it had been shot, and listening to the posture, it was almost suffocating to death with a dry cough. After a while, I saw a figure in embarrassment through the window, and a face had already turned purple.

The man who came in was wearing a big red robe, and he held his breath and grabbed the little girl's face with a claw, but when the claw was halfway out, he suddenly retracted, and then the man bent down and coughed vigorously.

Lin Xuanchen immediately rushed behind the man, slapped her lightly, and landed on her back, immediately stopping the cough. The man hunched over and took three breaths, finally leveling out his breath, and then straightened up.

She glanced at the silver-haired boy arrogantly, and when she looked down, she saw Wang Shenhai lying on the ground, and in her blood-red eyes, killing intent suddenly surged!

The fluctuation of killing intent on her body was very unfamiliar to Silver Dust, it was definitely a fluctuation that the silver-haired boy had only seen in his life, weird, obscure, sticky, and a little distorted. The woman, who was in her early twenties, raised her hand flatly, palm upward, emitting a viscous blue soul mist, almost like an aerosol suspended in the air. In the gray blue soul mist, there were flashes of bright spots of various colors, which did not look bright at all, but rather lifeless, obviously infused with more than one kind of toxin.

The only thing that combines toxins with magic skills is the transformation of the battle soul of the poisonous insect system. The transformation of the war soul is focused on the soul, what kind of war soul form, what kind of ability.

The woman in red in her early years is full of a kind of princess-like arrogance, and her cold and elegant demeanor instead interprets this arrogance into a very attractive aristocratic temperament. Her height is very tall even among adult men, and even more outstanding among women. Although her appearance is very beautiful, a typical Jinling woman, she exudes a sassy and heroic spirit from top to bottom.

She has a plump figure, even a little strong, and it is obvious that her years of martial arts practice have given her an excellent good figure. She lowered her eyes slightly, looked at the silver-haired boy condescendingly, and whispered softly, but her tone was full of unquestionable.

"The position of the world's number one master belongs to the palace, and you are not allowed to grab it. ”

"Huh?" the silver-haired boy's voice was full of surprise.

"Ahh You're just a pawn under the old prince, and you dare to come and grab food from the Red Devils?!"

The noble and arrogant woman suddenly stretched out her hand and slapped her, although it was empty, but the aerosol-filled soul mist in his hand still flew directly towards Yinchen's face, and Yinchen was in a hurry, and he didn't have time to use the cold ice cultivation to conjure a weapon, so he could only rely on instinct to send out a large fireball.

The fireball collided with the blue mist, and it didn't explode at all, just flashing a golden light, and then the two disappeared. Silver Dust's pupils shrank sharply, and a super flame magic like the Demon Hall Hell Flame could be wiped out so easily, which showed how powerful this girl was.

However, what Yinchen was really surprised about was that the magic skills on this girl's body couldn't be beaten by the old man of the Red Devil at all!

"Are you sure you're using the Red Devil's kung fu?"

"This magic skill, it's up to you to tell you?" said the girl in red viciously, and at the same time a punch struck, her boxing skills were very fierce, but they were also quite direct. and the best friend of the old man of the Red Devil, the mushrooms in the south are simply the opposite.

Yinchen was helpless, at this time, the words had eased up, and a thin ice sword appeared in his hand, the ice sword was as thin as a weapon used by the legendary blood clan, delicate and demonic, and the light blue blade flowed with cold light with unknown attributes.

The silver-haired boy stabbed out with a white rainbow through the sun, almost hitting the girl's wrist, the girl retracted her hand, suddenly flashed sideways, and then flicked her wide sleeves. There was a hum of gold and iron clashing from the sleeves of the bright red Luo Sha, and a bright sword light flashed in the air.

"Little girl, your few tricks of three-legged cat kung fu can't help this palace. The girl, that is, Li Hongyan said in a lofty tone, and slapped her backhand, and the blizzard in her palm was full of wind and surging, and she was extremely powerful.

In her demonic skills, she actually has a little shadow of the Buddha King Kong Gong.

Lin Xuanchen didn't fight hard with her, she retreated to the corner very well-behaved, and the short knife in her hand stabbed up and down, left and right, and actually dissolved her powerful palm technique in the air, of course, what she resolved was only the palm wind sent out by the girl, if it was directly hard fighting, with the strength of the little girl now, I was afraid that she would not be able to escape at all.

The little girl who was born again was not meant to compete in martial arts at all.

It is impossible for the girl in red to take advantage of the victory to pursue, because in the hands of the silver-haired boy, fireballs are shot out one after another, these terrible fireballs are more dangerous than the fists of the Yuanying master, and the girl can only concentrate all her strength on her hands, and unfold a set of fists that Yinchen has never seen before, and annihilate all the fireballs.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought for ten rounds, and the guest room was still quiet and clean, as if the two had never done anything. Li Hongyan stopped, looked carefully at the delicate and cute boy in front of her, nodded, and said:

"Sure enough, he is the second best master in the world, and this fire-breathing kung fu is really good. ”

"I'm not the second master in the world, I'm the second Qinglian master in the world who has been canonized. Yinchen had already reacted at this time, this girl named Li Hongyan was afraid that she was not here to compete with him for the place of the real number one master in the world. Although Li Hongyan's magic skills are practiced very well, her realm is too far behind that of learning without a trace.

"Don't chew your tongue with this palace, the number one master is going to be determined by this palace. You'd better talk about the liar who was canonized by the puppet emperor of the puppet dynasty and the puppet emperor now, otherwise this palace won't mind a real fight with you, when the time comes, hum. ”

The silver-haired boy held his forehead helplessly, and at this time he knew that even if it was a demonic way, some people might just kill innocents, rather than completely irrational bastards. The girl named Li Hongyan in front of her may be regarded as a very individual type of person in the Demon Dao, and this kind of person may be very unfortunate to occupy the majority of the demon youth.

The silver-haired boy still felt a little pity, he knew that with such a distinct personality of the Demon Dao, as his cultivation deepened, sooner or later he would lose his humanity and become a real Chaos Demon, but he couldn't save these people, because he couldn't convince them to cultivate the righteous path divine skills that were destined to have no sequelae, but the process of entering the realm was slow and difficult.

At one point, the silver-haired boy was born with the rare idea of seizing the opportunity to leave behind this rare beauty, which reminded him of the White Left Virgin Gate.

He looked at the girl in red, Lin Xuanchen, and Wang Shenhai, and then pointed to the gate and said, "I want the three of you to go out from here together." ”

"And then?" the girl pressed closely.

"And then you take this!" The chrysanthemum boy pointed at Wang Shenhai a little angrily: "Braised and fried!

After he finished yelling, he turned to the door and whispered coldly, "You said yes, right?"

The face of the girl in red changed suddenly, and she suddenly put out her palms, one palm covered the back of Yinchen's head, and the other palm shrouded Wang Shenhai's face.

The silver-haired boy didn't answer her move at all, obviously he was completely enveloped by her cold air, but he was still able to move his body sideways three steps, and as soon as these three steps came out, the girl's qi enveloping him was unhooked, and he could no longer be locked in this palm. As for the palm that blasted towards Wang Shenhai, it had already been intercepted by a powerful Heaven-Breaking Shuttle.

Yinchen was speechless and held his forehead, pulled Lin Xuanchen up and ran: "Fuck, what do you like!

He roared out with this voice, and he actually made the three young masters laugh angrily, and the two men and one woman immediately laughed, and the original agitation also fell apart.

Wang Shenhai was optimistic about this opportunity, and as soon as he made a mistake, he flashed directly out of the door, and even intercepted Yinchen's way, at this time, his expression was completely distorted, like madness.

"Senior brother, you can't see death without saving you!" He grabbed Yinchen's sleeve and fell to his knees with a thud: "Saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter! What's more, we are still old acquaintances! Please! Help the little brother get through this encounter! The little brother is born and born, and the children and grandchildren will be cattle and horses, and they will be repaid!"

His words immediately made the atmosphere in the corridor tense, and the three young masters rushed out, and they were faintly surrounded by a three-talent formation.

Wang Shenhai's tone and demeanor have been earnest to the extreme, and there is no longer the slightest acting skill to speak of, and Lin Xuanchen is a little soft-hearted: "Brother Yinchen, he should realize his mistake, right?"