If...... He's saying if, if......

Li Xiaohu didn't dare or wanted to think about it anymore, he felt that his brain was about to explode, and his ears were full of sharp screams and empty buzzing.

Jin Cheng repelled the ghost faces who surrounded him, and persuaded Li Xiaohu to retreat. I don't know if the howl around is too loud, he found that the little prince didn't seem to hear his words at all, just stood aside and was stunned.

Another ghost face bit over, and Jin Cheng split it with a knife.

The other took advantage of this gap and pounced in front of Li Xiaohu, Li Xiaohu didn't dodge, he looked directly at the ghost face that rushed towards him and would hit him in the next moment. He seemed to want to see what this ghost thing was, ruthlessly taking away one fresh life after another!

At the last moment, Jin Cheng didn't have time to use a knife, so he could only grab the ghost face that was only a millimeter away from Li Xiaohu's face with his bare hands. The ghost's face turned into a substance like smoke and flames, burrowing into his palms and eating away at his flesh.

Because it was too close, Li Xiaohu could only see a large blurry hand slowly turning black, like a piece of white paper that had been ignited. "Ahh He saw Jin Cheng with a distorted face and wanted to step forward to help.

Jin Sung rejected him with what little sanity he had left. Soon, Jin Cheng, who couldn't help the severe pain, rolled on the ground twice, and finally turned into a pile of ashes.

A gust of wind blew, and the ashes on the ground were swept into Li Xiaohu's eyes. Suddenly, his eyes were like fire, and tears flowed out uncontrollably. Li Xiaohu also seemed to feel the heart-rending pain, but for some reason he felt much more comfortable. He stumbled to the ground.

Soon he felt a burning in his back and knew it was the ghost coming up. The pain relieved Li Xiaohu, he had nothing to fear, and recalled the moment when he fell in a pool of blood in his previous life.

Didn't wait for him to lose consciousness. A long sword with a whole body of silver flew in the distance, and its speed was extremely fast, accurately passing through the ghost face on Li Xiaohu's back and nailing him to the ground. The ghost face failed to split, and the "zizi" turned into a puff of green smoke.

Li Xiaohu's eyes burned and he couldn't see, and the trembling silver sword inserted on the side made his ears ring, and now he couldn't even hear it.

In an instant, several more of the same silver long swords flew in the darkness, and the silver sword that was inserted next to Li Xiaohu and saved him was like a living thing rising from the ground, flying with his partner, piercing through the ghost faces one by one. After seven or eight rounds, the ghost faces on the street were all turned into green smoke by the flying swords.

The red-robed woman stopped the knife in her hand and looked at the silver sword that stopped in the air.

Li Xuan took this opportunity to get out and helped Li Xiaohu on the ground.

"Little prince, are you okay? What's wrong with your eyes?"

"Alive. Li Xiaohu replied lightly.

Li Xuan saw that Li Xiaohu was not in a good state, so he hurriedly helped him lean against the wall and sit down.

"Xiao Yuxie, since you're here, come out, why hide in the dark?" said the red-robed woman in a coquettish voice.

"Ye Hongyue is dead!" a crisp voice came.

It turned out that this demon girl's name was Ye Hongyue. And how that crisp voice is a little familiar. Li Xiaohu, who was sitting on the sidelines and couldn't look at it, thought silently in his heart.

The nine silver long swords in the air obeyed the master's instructions and stabbed at Ye Hongyue one after another. Suddenly, a strong wind struck, and the nine flying swords were slapped aside, falling to the ground in pieces.

A man with a fanged ghost face and a man with a cyan ghost face slowly stepped forward. It turned out to be the Ghost Face Sect Master and Qingya who had just come out of the Dengxian Pavilion.

"Buddha Heart! You're finally willing to show up. Then another white-bearded old man came out of the darkness.

The white-haired fanged ghost-faced man looked at the white-bearded old man who was speaking, and said lightly, "Xiao Yichong, what's the matter?

I said how did I think that crisp voice sounded familiar, it turned out to be the girl I met at today's seminar. Li Xiaohu heard the voice of the white-bearded old man and Long Yuanmen, and finally remembered.

Li Xuan saw Xiao Yuxiu walking towards them, and arched his hand: "Girl." ”

Xiao Yuxi ignored him, knelt down in front of Li Xiaohu, and held his chin with his hand.

Li Xiaohu felt a cold little hand touch his face, and subconsciously dodged.

"Don't move, tilt your head up, don't want to be blind. ”

Xiao Yuxi took out a delicate and small jade bottle and dripped two drops of Longyuan water into Li Xiaohu's eyes. Longyuan water is the unique spiritual water of Longyuan Gate, which can restrain evil things. Just now, Xiao Yuxie's flying sword was smeared with Longyuan water to destroy the ghost face.

Long Yuan's water entered his eyes, and Li Xiaohu felt a cool stream of water collide and merge with the burning pain in his eyes, and after a while, the two were neutralized into a warm current swimming in his eye sockets, which was extremely comfortable.

Li Xiaohu tried to open his eyes. Although it was night, for some reason he felt that his eyes were shining brightly and the sun was fierce......

"The old man is here to recover the debt from you!"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to keep the deity. ”

"Add me!"

On a moonlit night, a knife fell from the sky. The illusion of the condensed sword is an ice-breaking giant ship, which seems to be about to destroy the entire street.

The white hair of the Buddha's heart flew upside down, and he struck it with one palm, shooting out a huge hideous ghost head. The ghost head collided with the giant ship, and in an instant, the wind danced wildly, and broken bricks, stone slabs, and wood chips flew sideways. Qingya, Ye Hongyue, Xiao Yuxie, Li Xuan, Li Xiaohu, and the people of the Imperial City Division and the Ghost Face Sect who were still alive were forced to withdraw from Sanzhang Wai.

Thousands of troops and horses are broken with a sword, and if the sky is against me, I will also cut the sky! The person who came was the assassin of Yangzhou - Xue Hu.

The smoke cleared. I saw Xue Hu holding the "Cutting the Sky" with a murderous look on his face. To everyone's surprise, the Ghost Face Sect Master, Buddha Heart, actually caught Xue Hu's "Heaven Slashing" with his bare hands.

In addition to Buddha Heart and Xue Hu who could stand in the field, only Xiao Yichong, the white-bearded old man from Longyuan Gate, remained. Xiao Yichong didn't intend to let the two of them fight alone, only to see him twisting the sword trick in his hand, and dozens of flying swords with true qi condensation appeared out of thin air behind him. This is the Longyuanmen stunt "Flying Sword Technique".

Xiao Yi rushed forward and pointed forward, and the flying sword broke through the air like a white light.

At this moment, Li Xiaohu suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling of suffocation. And this is getting more and more intense, as if you are about to lose your breath when you are put in water. This feeling was so real that he didn't dare to speak, for fear that the water around him would pour into his mouth as soon as he spoke.

Li Xiaohu could only look at Li Xuan for help, but Li Xuan pinched his neck and looked like he was suffocating in the water. Looking at Xiao Yuxie on the side again, she was petite, half-squatting and puffing out her cute cheeks, as if she was trying to hold her breath.

Could it be that the whole world has been flooded? We are all in the water? Li Xiaohu had this absurd idea in his head.

Looking at the field again, the flying sword stabbing at the Buddha's heart gradually stopped, and finally suspended in the "water".

A huge red koi fish swam in the dark, and I saw it swing and scatter all of Xiao Yat-chong's flying swords.