Chapter one hundred and three

Fu Tu Fearless's left arm was broken at the shoulder, blood gushing out, and his face became very pale due to excessive blood loss. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

On his pale face, there was a smile of relief.

A black sword pierced the young man's heart.

But he is not dead, and he is not dead!

"Hum. ”

The young man Juyu's eyes finally opened, his eyes were blazing, but he did not accumulate on Futu Fearless.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he crossed an arc, and his figure gradually faded.

In Ju Yu's gaze, beside Fu Tu Fearless, there was a white robe, standing indifferently.

Looks exactly like one!

The white clothes are ethereal, and the white hair is flying.

The white-clothed Futu bowed his head, looking at the figure of the young man who had faded away, and his face seemed to be smiling.

With a snap of his fingers, the fearless figure of Futu slowly dissipated. There is only one person left here.

Watching Fu Tu fearlessly disappear, the white-clothed Fu Tu smiled, he put his hands behind his back and stepped out.

In a leisurely stroll, I walked out of this world.

One side of the vast realm is filled with milky white foam, and every moment there is a foam disappearing, and a new bubble is deriving.

Suddenly, within the boundary. Out of a bubble that is about to disappear a teenager in white comes out.

The boy smiled, his eyes pierced through the bubbles, and he saw the monks fighting each other.

In a bubble, dozens of monks scuffled, blood stained the place, limbs flying, flesh and blood dripping.

Half an hour later, only one monk was standing, and the others were dead. He looked up to the sky and laughed, and he cried tears of joy as he looked at the dead bodies that had lost their lives.

Immediately, the white-clothed Futu saw that an altar appeared at his feet, and mysterious lines were derived. There are spatial fluctuations generated. Suddenly, the figure vanished.

Meanwhile, outside the canyon, a bloody man appears out of thin air......

The white-clothed Futu looked away, as if he was looking for something.

a bubble in the stone interior. The young man closed his eyes, and in front of him, a middle-aged monk was beheaded by a sword.

Outside the stone chamber, a middle-aged monk sat cross-legged, lost his breath, and a red line appeared around his neck......

In a bubble, two hard-wounded backer monks fought together, and they depended on each other for life and death.

Their opponents are dozens of mountain-seeking peaks.

The bloody battle ended, and even though the two backers were severely injured, they still stood.

One of the monks laughed and looked back. A hideous face appeared in front of him, and a long sword plunged into his heart.

Looking at his former friend, he trembled and stretched out his hand, his lips trembled, but he didn't say a word. He had lost his breath and was dead.

At the same time, an altar appeared at the feet of the mountain realm monk, and the mysterious qi evolved, and his figure disappeared.

......

In a stone room, a young man in white with his left arm broken at the shoulder looked indifferent. Beside him was a flesh-and-blood corpse.

The white sleeves are windless and automatic, and the two blue lines on the left shoulder are so eye-catching.

The white-clothed Futu's gaze froze, and his eyes became cold. But in the next moment, he regained his indifference, and he looked away.

He saw a young man dressed in white with three blue stripes on his shoulders slapping on the young man's body, a black altar appeared, and the figure of the young man in white disappeared.

Looking at the empty stone room, the white-clothed Futu had a cold face, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and his right fist was clenched.

He saw many people fighting bloody battles, and he also saw many people losing their lives without knowing it.

Suddenly, the figure of the white-clothed floating figure was shocked, his gaze paused again, and his expression became complicated.

He looked at a bubble, and inside was a stone chamber. Outside the stone room, a black-clad woman sat cross-legged, and on her wrist, a small black snake circled, sizzling letters.

In the stone room, the woman in black stood with a sword, and in front of her was a woman wearing a cyan robe.

The woman in Tsing Yi had an indifferent face, exuding a cold and sharp aura all over her body.

She was...... Childhood Sword Master!

Suddenly, the white-clothed Futu stepped out, entered the bubble, and appeared beside the woman in black.

"Buzz~!"

The woman in Tsing Yi carried her long sword on her back, but it was trembling and buzzing.

"Boom. ”

The stone room was trembling, and the closed eyelids of the woman in Tsing Yi were trembling, as if they were about to open.

After a few breaths, however, everything calmed down. The sword stopped trembling, and the cyan woman went about as usual. She 'looked' at the figure that suddenly appeared, but after all, she didn't make a move.

A trace of confusion flashed in the eyes of the woman in black, but it disappeared in an instant. Her eyes were shining, and she looked at the stone wall beside the woman in Tsing Yi.

On the stone wall, the edge was revealed, and the woman with a vague face was like a rainbow, and the long sword was cut out!

The white clothes are illusory, except for the sentence Yu and Qingmei, no one sees it.

......

......

In a stone room, a monk who was backing the mountain was in a trance, he looked at the empty stone room, sweating profusely.

Suddenly, dozens of feet away, on the ground at a glance, an altar appeared.

Suddenly, a figure dressed in animal robes appeared in the stone chamber, standing on the altar.

The mysterious qi evolves, and the altar disappears.

The middle-aged man with a suspicious expression stared at it and immediately laughed.

"Haha, I can finally get out of this hellish place!"

Sensing the cultivation qi emanating from that person's body, the big man laughed.

Futu was fearless and confused, looking at the big man who forgot to laugh, and felt puzzled.

Suddenly, a flat voice sounded in his head, and everything was clear.

"You two, one life and one death! Those who use the combat skills above the human level, kill! Those who use external forces, kill!"

When Fu Tu fearlessly raised his head, the big man had already galloped over, and the strong mountain power gathered in his right hand, and his face was hideous.

"Boy, go and die obediently!"

The big man laughed and slapped his right hand hard.

He knew that this junior who was looking for the pinnacle of the mountain would definitely die!

He knew he was going to leave this hellish place.

As soon as he thought of this, the corners of the big man's mouth flashed with a smile.

"Huh?!"

Suddenly, Dahan's expression changed.

Daring Do holds a sword in his right hand and places it across his chest.

"Boom!"

The big man's right hand slapped fiercely on the black sword, but he couldn't break through.

The stone chamber roared and clanged.

The black sword was like a god's barrier, unable to break through.

The joy in the big man's eyes disappeared, and his body retreated.

Looking at the departing and retreating big man, Futu was fearless and ethereal, and the catkins body was used by him to the extreme.

Looking at the fearless Futu who came closely, the fear in the big man's eyes disappeared, and his face became hideous, and the murderous intent was surging.

All the mountain power burst out, and he clenched his right hand into a fist, bombarding Futu Fearless!

"Boom!"

The void exploded, and an unrivaled attack slammed into the air.

Fu Tu's fearless body shook.

"Phew!"

There was a shudder, and the head flew. Blood spurted out, staining the ground red.

Futu stood fearlessly, his face indifferent. In a few breaths, the blood in the stone chamber disappeared, and the head with a face full of disbelief also disappeared.

Thirty zhang square round stone room, Futu stands fearlessly, holding a long sword.

When he was young, an altar appeared, and a white sigil flashed. A white figure appeared in the stone chamber, and the altar vanished.

Fu Tu looked at it fearlessly, his expression suddenly changed, he was extremely cold, and the killing intent was monstrous!

"You... Damn!"

The white-clothed figure was in a trance, and was awakened by a cold drink. When he looked up, his face suddenly turned pale.

"It's you?!"

Screams of disbelief, terror echoed through the stone chamber.

The man in white immediately fled away, not daring to face it.

A few days ago, he was already frightened, and the fearlessness of Futu had become a demon in his heart.

He was terrified of this barbarian.

He never thought that he would meet Futu Fearless here!

"Your sister!"

The man in white was terrified, and his heart roared constantly.

"If you knew that you would encounter this pervert, meet this evil star...... I would never come here. ”

The young man's heart was filled with remorse and he fled for his life.

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"To be continued"