Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Charm of the Thousand Layers of Sand

Most of the more than a hundred or so corpses on the ground were corroded and disappeared by the green liquor of the strange insects, and they seemed much empty.

The five old men in black were frightened of this unregistered heavy swordsman, and in panic they wanted to flee from this small battlefield provoked by themselves.

Seeing their intentions, the visitor shouted, "It's not easy to kill so many people and want to leave!" Without waiting for them to answer, he quickly pulled out the third sword from behind his back and waved it lightly.

Strange? When the five men in black tried their best to deal with it, they actually found that the person who came came slashed the air, just like a child playing with a sword, and it was over, nothing, nothing happened.

They hid in the grass on the high slopes of the dense forest, only to see that under the dark moon that had just risen, the air moved slightly with the light split of the comer, just like who tapped the surface of the lake with the tip of his hand.

A trace of extremely fine sword qi quickly dispersed in the air.

By the time the five men in black noticed it, the extremely thin sword qi had already reached 20 centimeters in front of their eyes.

Fast, extremely fast, you don't have to think about dodging, you don't have time to think about dodging and reacting, you can only watch with your eyes, and feel a very thin trace of sword qi cut your throat.

When the sword qi finished cutting his throat, he felt that he had not been cut and attacked.

Because I don't feel any pain or any discomfort.

But he clearly knew that the sword qi had cut his throat.

I didn't dare to move, I stood dumbfounded, my mind was blank, and I was thinking, what should I do?

But a few seconds later, the fear of the unknown came to his heart from behind him, the back of his head, a man in black couldn't bear it, a slight movement, when his body trembled slightly, the qi in the abdominal cavity was only discharged from the body, discharged, discharged, he seemed to use all his strength to breathe, but a breath of thin air could not be inhaled, this fresh air spread all over the mountains, covering the entire vast land, and covering and flooding everyone, but the air close at hand could only not enter and exit.

The expression in the eyes of the man in black was extremely frightened and distorted, and his wide-eyed eyes seemed to be constantly asking what the air smelled like, what the air smelled like, he had lived for dozens of years, and he didn't know the smell of the air until now, and what he wanted to know most was the smell of the air when he was dying.

(What do people want, the most worthless thing turns out to be the air we need the most)

A man in black died in extreme fear and discomfort, like a plague, infecting the other four men in black, and in great panic, the remaining four men in black broke down and began to tremble.

After trembling, a large and very thin flying gap suddenly opened in the neck of the body, and a large amount of abdominal qi and blood shot out, and the air that could not enter and exit made them die slowly in fear.

After watching and appreciating the five men in black slowly dying in fear, the people regained some peace: "Relatives, I have avenged you, wait until I capture some of their people, so that I can sacrifice your people!"

The kendo master had just finished sighing, and suddenly three white shadows floated from the bottom of the mountain, they were all dressed in white, and even their faces were miserable white, and they all felt a chill in their hearts when they secretly saw the end of the world under the dark moon.

The faces of these three people were as if they had been frozen for a long time, and they never moved when they spoke, except for an extremely long white hair, which floated straight back, like a terrible ghost who was resentful of death.

Yang Chenfeng took out a few extremely soft things from his arms and threw them on the bodies of several people, and turned his head to look at the end of the day, but found that he could no longer see Hou Wu and the others. ？？？

When they were surprised, suddenly only the head of Yang Chenfeng appeared in the grass, and he said in a very thin and soft language: "Dig a pit with your hands, put your mouth in the pit and breathe, don't breathe when you look at it with your eyes, and don't move, run! ”

Doomsday Escape: "This is an invisibility cloak?"

"No, but it's almost, similar items, very simple kind, shhhh

Hou Wu and Fang Guards were even more silent, and they really crawled in the grass without moving, although the doomsday could be felt, but they couldn't see it, they couldn't hear what they were looking at now?

The three ghost immortals were cold, but their faces were a little whiter, and they looked at the three swords stuck in the ground.

The moon shines through the clouds into the deep night sky, the mountains are more beautiful, the trees and grass are all black and inky, and the three swords stuck in the ground reflect the dazzling starlight in the moonlight, shining in several different places. The ground is full of dead corpses, and crooked carts, like a beautiful picture scroll in the moonlight, the most attractive thing in the picture scroll is the three white clothes fluttering, they are extremely long white hair fluttering, and the three people who do not move at all are ghosts.

In the dense forest dozens of meters away, they already felt very depressed, depressed, and the people who were suppressed were a little out of breath.

Doomsday Xiaoyao buried his head in the small pit that had been dug, and took a few big breaths before looking up again.

The master with the sword saw that the person was silent, and he looked indifferent, as if he was looking at a dead man.

Although neither of them answered, the strange and oppressive atmosphere in the venue has explained everything, either you die or I live, and only one side of the centaur can go out.

The heavy sword, the fourth handle of the heavy sword was unsheathed, and the sword body exuded a strange simple text, emitting a chill under the moonlight.

Under the full swing of the master, the heavy sword surged, as if with the power of heaven and earth, crushing the three white-clothed ghosts.

The three white-clothed ghost men stood in the field separately, and they turned a blind eye in the face of such a powerful attack, as if they didn't see it, as if they were here to hit me?

In the interval, they looked at each other, you looked at me, I looked at you, so that I could say, 'You are coming?'

'No, you're coming!'

'You're welcome, you're better at it!'

It's as if people are pushing each other at the wine table.

Doomsday Xiao couldn't help but pinch the sweat from afar, the five layers were sawtooth-shaped, heavy, huge, and sharp The hundred-meter-long giant sword swept into an arc under the rapid sweep and swept the small field in the whole range, no matter how you jumped up and down, you couldn't avoid the attack of the giant sword, how the flesh and blood could resist such a frenzied attack.

Looking closely, Doomsday Xiaoyao gasped a breath of cold air, and under the hundred-meter-long giant sword of the five-layered sawtooth-shaped, heavy, huge, and sharp sword, there were three extremely thin, extremely thin, and thin ice-like sword qi hidden in it.

The air seemed to have been cut into pieces by these three extremely fine, extremely fine, thin ice-like sword qi, and it could not heal for a long time.

Just when the three white-clothed ghost-like people were cut into several knots, the three figures swayed, and the white-clothed man had fluttering sleeves fluttering, covering down, and he didn't know what was hidden in his sleeves.

It's hard to catch the powerful multi-dimensional attack that comes from the face.

Suddenly, when the three white-clothed people touched a layer of sawtooth-shaped, heavy, huge, and sharp sword hundred-meter-long giant sword that was bent due to speed, their bodies suddenly twisted like frightened little snakes.

Puff, puff, tear, the corner of the sleeve of a white-clothed ghost was cut off by an extremely thin and extremely thin sword qi, the corner of a white-clothed ghost was cut off a large piece, and the most unlucky one was cut off a lock of hair.

The silver strands of hair fluttered in all directions in the fierce wind swept by the incomparable sword.

The man who had his clothes cut off let out a short, hoarse laugh;

The person who had his sleeve cut off also let out a short hoarse laugh when he glanced at the person who had his clothes cut off;

The two of them laughed even more weirdly when they saw that their hair had been cut off, "Hohaha, quack, ah"

The person whose sleeves had been cut off and the person whose clothes had been cut off looked back and saw a lock of hair fluttering in the air, and when he saw that his extremely long white hair fluttering beauty turned into a jagged beggar's head, he immediately changed from standing fluttering, like a fairy, to climbing down.

It didn't feel right to be cut off of my hair, and when I brushed my long hair, I found that I had become a beggar in white clothes, and when I was a beggar in white clothes, my whole body trembled, and the wind blew up my clothes, grinning my teeth, and scratching my bones and hands.

Waist-length and buttocks-length fluttering white hair, I don't know how many years it took to grow into what it is now.

Rinse twice a day and stroke no less than a thousand times, and the gold spent on the precious elixir treasure secret used to maintain gray hair can pull a large cart and invest more than 10,000 yuan.

One morning, when I got up, I accidentally dropped a stick, and my heart hurt for days, and now I was cut down into grass.

Caring for the white hair fluttering is deeper than loving your own life, and under the great rage, she dances wildly and uses the 'charm and spirit of a thousand layers of sand'.

Behind the white-clothed man with broken hair, thousands of white-clothed ghosts appeared out of thin air.

Thousands of white-clad ghosts flew densely from the sky and pounced on the owner of the heavy knife.

The owner of the heavy sword was shocked, and he concentrated on the sword with all his strength to block it, and the five heavy swords suddenly burst out, flying around the master's body, struggling to resist the thousands of white-clothed ghosts.

However, countless dense and charming ghosts flew like an overwhelming flight to the owner of the heavy knife.

One, one after another, the white-clothed Charm Demon disappeared after pounced into the body of the heavy knife master's wide open door, but it was the heavy knife master's qi and blood that were taken away.

The qi and blood of the heavy knife master are constantly losing with the white-clothed ghostly monsters, and people are getting weaker and weaker, just like a 500-pound man losing weight quickly, 450, 400, 300, 250, 200, 150, 100, 60.

Driving, driving, there were a few crisp roaring horses from the back of the mountain road.

A caravan is coming, and a few people can't help but get nervous. Yang Chenfeng was even more impatient, wanting to warn the coming caravan.

Doomsday saw Yang Chenfeng uncover his invisibility cloak, and when he was about to get up, he grabbed him and whispered, "What are you going to do?"

Yang Chenfeng: "It's not good, it's your caravan that came, and they are full of tears, if you don't stop it, can you live if you come in?"

Doomsday Xiaoyao knew that he couldn't hide it, Yang Chenfeng brought a few of us here because he was afraid that they would enter the killing field by mistake.

Now that a caravan is coming, Yang Chenfeng will die 10,000 times and go out to warn, this time it may be the caravan full of tears, he is dead, and he will be responsible for his lover for fifteen years.

How can she be distressed by being right now?

Doomsday "Sister is full of tears, she is not in any caravan, not in any caravan!"

Yang Chenfeng: "Don't move, no one will find you, don't be afraid, I'll go out alone, and I will never tell where you are and where you are!"

"You misunderstood, Sister is really not in any caravan!" "She, she's in Snow City, in Snow City of the Cat Clan!"

Yang Chenfeng, Hou Wu, and Fang Guards were also shocked.

Almost all three of them want to strangle the doomsday carefree.

Doomsday Escape;" Now is not the time to speak, I'll tell you more when I get back to the inn. ”

Yang Chenfeng: "Really not in the caravan?"

"I'm really not here, I'll go back and explain it to you......"

At this moment, the owner of the heavy sword lost the last trace of blood and died behind the sword wall of several heavy swords.

The poor peerless master didn't use his fifth sword until the end, and that was because he messed up the hair of the three ghost immortals.

A group of people suddenly appeared on the road from Conglin, and in the bright moonlight, they almost died of fright.

Yang Chenfeng, Hou Wu, and Fang Escort were all shocked, and almost flew out of the sky.