"He seems to be provoking you. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Kou Chen looked at Guo Xiaofu's back with a smile and teased Su Xiaoqi.

Su Xiaoqi spread his hands helplessly.

Kou Chen asked again, "What do you think the outcome will be?"

"If An Huan is defenseless, he may still have a chance to win. But now, An Huan has condensed the soul clothes. Su Xiaoqi looked at An Huan, who was on all fours and lying low on the ground. His body was wrapped in a layer of yellow light, his eyes became obliquely elongated, his nose slowly protruding outward was no different from a rat's nose, and a short tail was born at the tail vertebrae.

"What do you mean......" Kou Chen said, "Guo Xiaofu will lose?"

Su Xiaoqi raised his chin to the two people facing each other and said, "Wait and see." ”

Guo Xiaofu didn't hear the conversation between Su Xiaoqi and Kou Chen, and he didn't dare to be distracted in the slightest in the face of a strong enemy.

"Sizzle......"

Guo Xiaofu inhaled deeply, and then exhaled a long time, and when his beating heart gradually calmed down, he took a few big steps forward, and the sword was suddenly unsheathed.

"Choking ......"

The sword is like a dragon's roar, and in an instant, the brilliant brilliance appears in the world, and then disappears in the world. The fierce sword aura was like a ferocious meteor, one moment it was still soul-shattering, and the next moment it disappeared without a trace like ice melting and snow melting.

But the sharp sword did not cut through An Huan's soul clothes, giving Guo Xiaofu the feeling that he was slashed on the ball, although the force was dented in, but if he wanted the ball to explode, the strength was far from enough.

Guo Xiaofu changed color in horror, and the sword was immediately returned to its sheath, and then pulled out again, however, it was still blocked by the elastic soul clothes. No matter how strong a person's strength is, how can it compare to the spiritual power condensed by refining the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?

The surprise in An Huan's eyes slowly faded, when Guo Xiaofu took out the sword, it did make him feel that his soul was out of his body, and one of his feet almost stepped into the ghost gate.

Fortunately, Guo Xiaofu's sword has sword intent, but it has no strength to support it, which is really a lucky thing.

A hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, An Huan actually made an unexpected move, he turned his back to Guo Xiaofu, and his ass was pouted high.

"Poof......

A purple smoke erupted from the body, enveloping every corner of the courtyard in a moment. The purple smoke didn't smell much, but the sight was obscured, and three feet away, there was a patch of purple.

Guo Xiaofu clenched the hilt of his sword and swirled in the fog, his face full of panic. Suddenly, there was a slight sound behind him, Guo Xiaofu turned around violently, and the sword light cut through the purple mist, and he could feel that the sword touched the soul clothes.

But the man was gone.

"Here it is. The cold voice sounded behind him again, and a hand appeared on the back of Guo Xiaofu's head, faster than the heavenly spirit cover that grabbed him like lightning.

could hear the voice, but Guo Xiaofu had no time to react. He couldn't cultivate, although his physical agility was far beyond that of ordinary people, he was as slow as a snail compared to a spirit master.

When he subconsciously turned around, An Huan suddenly changed his attack, and his powerful right claw slammed into the front door.

Guo Xiaofu's heart was terrified, he was sure that he would make another sword when his head was crushed, what he wasn't sure about was whether his sword could block An Huan's attack?

I couldn't care about it so much, and when life and death were at stake, the dazzling Sen Han sword light swept in front of me again. Although the last step was struck, the sword came first. However, cutting on An Huan's right claw, he still couldn't break through the layer of soul clothes that circulated with a faint yellow light.

The sword was broken by a huge force, Guo Xiaofu snorted, and suddenly retreated more than ten steps, and the entire arm holding the sword became numb. Before he could stand firmly, An Huan stepped forward again, stretched out two fingers and stabbed Guo Xiaofu's eyes viciously.

An Huan's eyes revealed a hint of viciousness, but then, his face suddenly changed, and he ignored the backlash of the spiritual power in his body, forcibly withdrew the blow that concentrated on the strength of his whole body, and retreated a few feet away.

Kou Chen's palm fell into the air, and just as he was about to wave his palm to dispel the surrounding purple mist, An Huan pouted his ass with his back to them.

"Poof......

This time it was a powder mist that was sprayed, and Guo Xiaofu and Kou Chen were standing in too coincidental positions, and they were sprayed right when they landed, and at the same time, they felt a sweet taste in their tongues.

Somehow, the bodies of the two suddenly became hot, and the heat penetrated through the pores, through the flesh, through the bone marrow, and to every cell.

The two of them were "whirring" with hot air, their eyes were red as if they were filled with blood, and even their skin was red as if they were on fire, and the two of them were now like two burning stoves.

Suddenly, the two looked at each other, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of their mouths.

On the other side, An Huan's ass was pouted high again, and the red mist was like a dark cloud brewing in the sky, quickly spreading and obscuring the entire sky.

Guo Xiaofu and Kou Chen, who were covered by the fog, suddenly appeared in front of a group of naked women, the sound of swallows and warblers in their ears was fascinating, and the eyes of the two were full of lust and completely intoxicated.

An Huan sneered, and then wanted to spew out the powder mist that instigated the evil fire in the human body, Su Xiaoqi moved.

"Choking", the moment Su Xiaoqi brushed past Guo Xiaofu's side, the unsheathed sword pierced through An Huan's buttocks, and the red mist that was about to gush out poured back into his stomach, and An Huan's abdomen immediately bulged into a round balloon.

As soon as the needle is pricked, countless bloody things will burst out.

Su Xiaoqi doesn't know any swordsmanship, but this is indeed the best time to use a sword. When the mist was sprayed, An Huan's most defenseless thing was the air port, and Su Xiaoqi really couldn't help but want to give An Huan such a moment.

"Ah!!" An Huan roared wildly, and the sword was suddenly aroused by spiritual power, shot to the ground, and then flew up again, flying dozens of feet before landing in the air.

The sword was forced out, but An Huan, who couldn't stand the humiliation and forced his luck, became a colander, first the powder mist floated out, and then the hot blood rushed out of the hole in his stomach.

An Huan wanted to fight back, but the spiritual power had already dissipated in the meridians, and his life was slowly dissipating, staggering a few steps and falling to the ground, the darkness was slowly encroaching on the light in front of him.

Suddenly, An Huan felt a hand groping over him, and finally stopped on his left hand. He had a gray ring on his index finger, which he had obtained through countless lives and deaths, and now, he had been forcibly pulled out by brute force.

In his last consciousness, he saw a smiling face, and the reason why this face was smiling was because there were a lot of good things in the gray ring.

Su Xiaoqi's mind left the ring, the space of this ring was about the size of an ordinary box, although there were only five lower-grade spirit crystals in it, there were three small jade bottles and a cold jade box.

He hadn't had time to see what was inside, but one thing was for sure, after a few battles, he finally had a good harvest.