Silently, he raised his long sword, and on his head and feet, he fell upside down from the tree, and the sharp long sword pierced the skull and pierced into the chest.

The body bends strangely, the waist is upright, the long sword with a puddle of blood twitches from the Baihui acupoint, in mid-air, the body twists around at the limit, the arm swings rapidly, the long sword takes a little cold star, follows a strange arc, piercing the throat of another person who has not yet reacted.

The pain hit his mind, and fear spread in his eyes, and no matter how much the person covered the pressure with his hands, blood gushed from his throat and shot out, piercing the Baihui acupoint and dyeing the other person who was already standing red.

The battle came and went quickly, and in just a few breaths, the two of them were already under the sword of death.

As Wen Chuanting said, a small life fell here, who remembers, and who mourns!

After one night, whether the integrity of the corpse can be guaranteed is a matter of opinion, who will spend the effort to gather the scattered bones, and who will waste time burying the scattered bones.

After one night, this place will be clean and abnormal, with no traces of killing, no dead bones, and maybe lucky, one or two bones that have been **** cleaned, and a few pieces of scattered clothes.

Who can remember whom, who will cry for whom?

If the top moves his mouth, the people below will have to fight with their lives.

"If you don't stand on the peak, you will be enslaved forever!" In his heart, he mourned for the two of them, put away his long sword, and asked Chuanting to turn around and leave with the monkey.

The beasts hiss, the nightingales mourn!

This is the end of the one-sided killing, witnessed only by the night sky. didn't devour it with the Six Soul Banners, and asked Chuanting to have his own considerations.

In this situation where the enemy is getting denser and denser, and the activity space is getting more and more compact, even at night, Wen Chuanting does not dare to use the Six Soul Banners easily, and the black clouds are rolling, bringing about a change in air and energy, which will guide people with sensitive perception.

As a result, Wen Chuanting was surrounded by everyone and fell into a situation of death.

Fortunately, Wen Chuan was very vigilant and wiped out the two in an instant, leaving them no time to react.

In the face of a group of peak existences in the One Realm, Wen Chuanting, who has already stood in the Venerable Realm, is undoubtedly the peak existence, and the long sword is swiped, and every time it is swept with great precision in the eyes, throat, heart and other vulnerable vital parts.

In order to kill with one blow, there are occasional people who can resist, but only three or two moves, and they will die under his strange sword light.

"Twenty-one, the number of thirty-seven!"

The long sword trembled, and it was drawn from the eye socket of a person, and it was bright and verdant, otherwise it dripped blood.

Numbers are meaningless at this time, just an obsession in my heart, so that I don't forget the points.

This is life and interest, and it also represents Taitianmen's determination to chase and kill Wen Chuanting.

If it is an ordinary sect, when it encounters disciples who are killed one after another, it is either afraid of being killed and begins to gather the disciples, or it increases the intensity of siege and killing, and carries out the pursuit to the end.

"It's not enough to kill!"

Yes, killing is not enough, if you are afraid of being killed, how can there be people who do not hesitate their lives to continue to chase and intercept.

"Human life is like a mustard, if I don't kill you, you will kill me. I'm going to live, so you have to die!"

The breath of life dissipated, and the corpse with a hole in the eye socket was still standing, with one eye glaring angrily, gray, and still refusing to close his eyes, and asked Chuanting to sigh in his heart.

"I know that you have been commanded to besiege us, and I do not blame you. But who in the world does not spare his life? The world is difficult, and the weak eat the strong, so it is strange that they obey orders, not those who stand on that height and give orders. ”

"Cast a good family in the next life, don't enter the Taitianmen. ”

"I and the beam of Taitianmen, there is no solution!" The person was gone, leaving only a hoarse voice wandering in the air.

Sleepless, iron beaten people can't stand it, even if there is cultivation, at this time, Wen Chuanting's eyes are already blood-red, this is not because the hatred fans have spent their eyes, but because they stayed up late.

His eyes were red, his face was tired, and his voice was hoarse, this was bearable, but what he couldn't bear was the fatigue of his body, his legs and feet were heavy, and he was weak, if it weren't for his great perseverance, he might have been caught by the disciples of Taitianmen who appeared in groups of threes, threes, twos, and twos at this time.

Ask Chuanting what he thinks at this time, the only way to lie down and sleep for seven days and seven nights.

It's a pity that this is just a wish, an unrealistic wish, the Taitianmen siege is chasing and intercepting more and more frequently and compactly, just dodging one wave, there is another wave to find.

As soon as the eyes are closed, you must fight your spirits again, stretch your eyes, and look for loopholes.

Dugu Thief's head and thief brain fell lightly from the sky, and landed in front of Wen Chuanting, his crooked mouth and beak opened, and the branches full of five bright red peaches fell.

Wen Chuanting grabbed it with his hand, touched it indiscriminately, and devoured it in his mouth, splashing the tender juice.

I'm so hungry.

In the pursuit of being killed, where does he have free time to sort out food, these days, he has been supported by Dugu, who has not yet been included in the siege.

"There, just this one!"

"I saw that beast land here!"

The chaotic shouting sounded, and he shoved half of the peach in his hand into his mouth, and scratched his palm twice on the bark, which was regarded as wiping his hands.

A leap jumped down from the tree, and with a roar, it was already a life-threatening run.

"It seems that Dugu has already caught their attention!"

Before the thought fell, the monkey's unique chirping sound was also heard, and Wen Chuanting's body crossed a strange arc, and immediately turned, three steps and two steps, catching the monkey jumping from the tree.

At first, I was still trying to escape separately, but I didn't expect to see along the way, many monkeys in the jungle suffered, swords and knives split, and the corpses were no longer separated.

With the cultivation of monkey refining, when you meet a disciple of Taitianmen, you can only send food. This makes Wen Chuanting dare to let the monkey fly alone?

Catching the monkey, one person and one monkey immediately turned, and the monkey chirped, proving that the figure could be seen in this direction, and it was tantamount to throwing itself into a net.

He hurriedly took out the remaining two peaches from his bosom and stuffed them into the monkey's hand. Needless to say, the monkey was already starting to stuff it into its mouth.

Running and gnawing at the same time has become a habit. In such a situation, how can there be a special time to eat? Only in this way can we ensure that the belly does not resist and that life continues.

Creak!

During the run, the monkey squeaked, its paws kept digging in its throat and mouth, and then looked at the monkey's face, which was red and his eyes were wide open.

"Damn it!"

Ask Chuanting turned around and threw a heavy punch to the monkey's back.

With a bang, a foreign object burst out of the monkey's mouth, leaving a black shadow and slamming into the trunk of the tree.

Ignoring the rolling peach pits, he pulled the tear-filled monkey and threw it down.

Aggressive!