Volume 1 One Hundred Years of the Underworld Chapter 100 Return to the Liuyun Sect

I can't know the realm of the coming, but I know very well that I am not an opponent, even if the two of us are not opponents.

The threat, which almost originated from biological instinct, had blown up all of my hairs in a single instant.

The only thing that is fortunate is that the speed of the people who came didn't seem to be particularly fast, at least they didn't catch up with me in the first place.

The power of my feet surged, and my form exploded towards the walls of the inner city.

After that, there was a shout, and a chilling sword qi slashed down.

As soon as the shape turned, the Yangguan three stacks were launched, and my shape fell sharply towards the ground outside the city wall.

After a loud bang, a gap in the city wall quickly appeared, and the gap extended to half of the city wall before it could be stopped.

Walk!

Under the city wall, I pulled the ape king's shoulder, and the two of us were already electrified.

The power rolled in the body like a tide, and the shape of me and the ape king rushed towards the outside of the city like a streamer, and the latter shadow was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, always hanging behind us, and the distance was still getting closer and closer.

When we climbed out of the outer walls of the Shrine City, the shadow behind us was barely a hundred meters away, and the breath of death hung over me and the Ape King all the time.

There is a rocky mountain outside the city, and the mountain is full of craggy strange stones.

In a moment's time, the Ape King and I were already running towards the rocky mountain.

Can't go. I looked at the Ape King.

The ape king's eyes began to become irritable.

The palm that was grasped on the ape king's shoulder slightly increased its strength.

"You hide, wait for the opportunity, and leave the rest to me. My voice rang in the head of the Ape King.

Turning again, we had rushed into a boulder, and the sword wind followed, whistling and slashing down.

The boulder exploded, and the smoke and dust mixed with the fist-sized gravel exploded in all directions, and a crimson light flashed in the smoke.

A shadow flickered out of the smoke and swooped down on another boulder.

Hahahaha, I'll see how long you can hide. The voice of banter sounded overhead, and the voice quickly approached.

Fortunately, the person who came chose my direction.

The boulders were broken into pieces one by one, and my shadow kept scurrying between the boulders, like a headless fly, more like a mouse under a cat's paw.

Finally, it was clear that there was no boulder to hide.

Later, a figure fell, and the sonorous sound of the long knife sounded.

The person who came had long hair and no wind, a two-meter-long knife in his hand was cold and cold, his face was white and beardless, and his face was ruthless, and he was also dressed in white.

If there was no long knife in the hand of the visitor, the person in front of him should be more like a well-mannered scholar.

"The man in front of the City Lord's Mansion is your friend?" I suddenly remembered something.

A trace of madness flashed in the eyes of the visitor, and the long knife in his hand shook, and a knife qi had already been slashed down.

It seems that I guessed well, but I didn't expect that there would be such a tone from time to time, disgusting.

"Boyfriend?"

"I'll tear you to pieces. A loud shout sounded, and the blade of the long knife slashed down, but it was the attack that gave up the previous sword qi.

Perhaps, there is a chance.

I just didn't know how much he would hate me, and I dodged the attack like a torrential rain. I definitely don't have many opportunities to attack, the person in front of me is faster than me in terms of strength and speed, and now my only reliance is the Butterfly Step. Of course, I also tried to ask for help from Broken Mountain, I believe that if Broken Mountain makes a move, then the person in front of me is definitely not a general, but unfortunately, I was grabbed by Broken Mountain by the collar of my clothes, and then gave a kick on the stock, and kicked out of the spirit platform directly, but also left me a sentence: You can't even get a soul realm fivefold, you might as well die.

Landlord! Absolute landlord! Rich and rich! Five-fold soul realm, that is the five-fold soul realm, do you think it is a fruit shop at the entrance of your village? The most fierce thing I've done so far is to the north, and that's just the Soul Realm Triple.

The long knife fell again, and its shape was deflected, but it was finally unable to dodge, and a piece of blood light fell from the corner of the clothes.

Long Dao's face was even more hideous, but it was suddenly full of surprise.

My fist had just been withdrawn from his stomach.

The long knife bent backwards, and my shape pounced.

The long knife seemed to be still lingering in surprise, and for a while it was actually rushed by me, but unfortunately this situation could not be sustained after all, and after another knife cut a bloody mark on my waist, I could only stagger back.

At this time, my upper body was really scarred, my clothes had already been dyed blood-red with blood, and the wounds had already healed under the effect of soul cleansing, but the dozens of large and small wounds were still faintly painful.

The long knife slashed down again, and I barely moved my son, and the butterfly step under my feet was obviously a little late. The blood light reappeared, this time, but the long knife did not withdraw, because the blade of the long knife was embedded in my shoulder, and one of my hands was on the hilt of the long knife, trying to stop the long knife from continuing to move.

The force on the long knife increased, and in an instant my son had been pressed to kneel to the ground, and the long knife continued to go a little deeper, and the sound of the blade sliding through my collarbone sounded clearly in my body.

Roar!

The long knife's eyes were red, and the power in his hand continued to increase, and the blade slashed towards my body little by little.

There was a red light suddenly sliding in front of him, and he suddenly appeared silently behind the long knife.

Roar!

Holding the hilt of the knife with both hands, my figure slowly stood up.

The long knife naturally continued to press down hard, and looking at the blue joints of his hands, my heart finally relaxed.

The crimson light flashed, and it slammed straight into the spirit platform of the long knife and disappeared.

The next moment, the long knife suddenly howled wildly, and his hands let go of the long knife and grabbed it at the head.

The beast's roar sounded, the clear gray shadow swooped in the air like a big bird, where the palm landed, the head of the long knife was fiercely grasped in the palm, the roar started again, and the head of the long knife had left the body with a bang.

A crimson glow came out of my head and fell back on my shoulder again, crossing Erlang's legs and snorting disdainfully.

The long knife's body struggled for a while, and finally fell silent.

The Ape King let go of his palm, and the head of the long knife fell to the ground, which had turned the color of dead ash.

With a grin, I pulled out the long knife from my shoulder, and then I lay down straight.

Tired. The eyelids are so heavy.

When I woke up again, I was in the Liuyun Sect, and the light aroma came, this time it was no longer an illusion.

Sitting up hard, the pain was painful, and although the soul cleansing could recover from the injury, it could not erase the pain.

Everyone was there, and Wan Lingxin was looking at me with a smile on her face, but the dark circles under her eyes looked a little distressed.

Everyone has changed a lot, and not going to Xiao Qi is the most obvious, after all, more than two years, the two of them have spent in constant battles, although this battle is not fatal, but those two long swords will definitely not release a little water because of this, but more fierce, as if to make up for the lack of their own two lives. Now the injuries on the two of them will definitely not be less than the injuries on mine, there are almost no uninjured places up and down, even on the life and roots.

Monk Xiaoqi didn't go, and his face was almost covered with criss-crossing scars, hideous and terrifying. Of course, they would ask the two why they didn't let the monster go down, but the answer they got was that the two of them took the initiative to keep it.

"It's okay, so that when you two are rewarded in the future, it will save the painter a lot of effort, as long as you draw a few strokes horizontally and vertically on your faces. I patted them on the shoulder.

If in the past, the two of them stood there like a long sword out of the sheath, showing their sharp energy, then now the two of them are standing here like a stake, and they don't seem to have the slightest threat, but once the two of them have moved, the sharp momentum is simply overwhelming.

"Not bad, not bad. I looked at the two of them, and after a moment continued, "That's right, only dogs that don't bark can bite." ”

The sharp breath suddenly filled the room, and a little coolness roamed back and forth on my neck.

"Just kidding, just kidding. "I'm snorting haha.

Tsing Yi and Qin Xin haven't changed much, their realms have improved a bit, and they both rushed into the Soul Realm Triple, but God knows if these two people have come up with some sinister and vicious exercises.

Xiao Rou was more innocent, from the moment she entered the house, she was holding a whetstone there, sharpening the long knife in his hand with a crazy look in her eyes.

"Xiaorou, what do you want to do?" I asked tentatively.

"I'm going to hack him to death. The sound of gnashing teeth.

"Who to hack to death?"

"Your father-in-law. ”

"That'...... That...... You...... Go?" I said.

"Okay, boss, you can heal your wounds. Xiao Rouxing stood up, spoke, walked out of the room, and a loud roar came from outside: Wanfeng, where are you old bastard?

I looked at Wan Lingxin with a guilty face, and Wan Lingxin looked at me helplessly.

"How can this be?" I asked Wan Lingxin, and she was still talking about it, after all, it was her own father.

"Xiaorou is now beaten every day, and she is beaten to cry every day. There were four words written on Wan Lingxin's face: I can't cry or laugh.

Hold the grass!

This, this...... , a little ruthless.

I kind of want to laugh, but it's uncomfortable.

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