In the air, under the thin pale moonlight, the hideous scythe blade waved a graceful gesture, and the gently agitated long skirt and flowing hair added a bit of hazy beauty to the woman, but what slipped from her fingers was deadly cold.

Laugh at!

The scythe blade kissed his throat, and under the sharp blade, the flesh instantly cracked a hideous scar, and the splash of hot blood also peeled the man's soul out of his body. The withering of life is just a snap of a finger.

Dripping scarlet fell into the sky, landing on the large stinging vines that twisted and arched below, the bloody salty ape and the dark red were absorbed by the dark purple surface of the plant, and the delicate petals of the strange flowers blooming on the top also seemed to be more vivid at this moment.

wiped out another person's life, but Lan Jin's expression did not change much because of this, after witnessing the scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, her current mood will not tremble at all because of this.

The oblique double-bladed scythe fell back above the massive blooming petals, and she looked down at the corpse that had just fallen, still warm, entangled in a stinging vine that suddenly poked out, and quickly dragged away. The corpse of such a strong man is the last nourishment for this demon prison poisonous thorn.

With the growth of strength, Lan Jin will no longer suffer a backlash and temporarily lose his mind because of the cursed power in his body, but can truly control it and become a sword in his hand, a bloody butcher.

She didn't want to kill, but the purpose of the disciples of the Tianwu lineage in front of her was to kill Feng Ren. Then there is no possibility that she will be merciful.

In terms of ruthlessness, on the dark side lurking in his heart, Lan Jin will not be inferior to Feng Tenacity. Once the superficial meekness is stimulated and removed, it will definitely reveal a terrifying horror that will chill the enemy, and the only thing that awaits them is death under the tremor in the depths of the soul.

"What's the matter, don't you dare to do it? I can't even deal with this bit of strength, and I still want to take his life. It seems that the ambition of the people in the Tianwu lineage is big enough, but unfortunately it is only that. Lan Jin smiled coldly, and glanced down at the few figures who had been bound by the Demon Prison Poison Thorn in the first place.

Now, their faces have been completely dyed purple and black, and the toxin has already penetrated deep into the blood veins around them, and there is no cure.

The last two Tianwu clan powerhouses who were still suspended in the air looked at each other, they thought that they were picking up cheap and encountering a good errand, the Phoenix Spirit has always been not strong in single combat, not to mention that they have more enemies and fewer enemies. Who would have thought that what he encountered was a terrifying female god of death.

"You, you...... How can the Phoenix Soul have such a yin and evil trick as you?Who are you?" One of them's voice was already trembling, although his strength was the same as Lan Jin's at the beginning of the Dao Rank King Rank, but this trembling state of mind alone had already determined that he had no chance of winning.

"Yin and evil? Martial arts tricks talk about yin and evil, as long as you can defeat the enemy. The real viciousness should be people's hearts. If you have no evil thoughts in your heart, no matter how evil the tricks are, you can still show justice and do the right thing for heaven. ”

Lan Jin smiled playfully, jumped up with both feet, and the dark green six wings behind him quietly spread, like a faint mist at the edge of the void of a phoenix's wings. At the same time, the huge flowers blooming below also trembled, and a faint fragrance quietly lingered around.

Under the dark night, there seemed to be a few more pale shades of water green.

In an instant, one of the last two Heavenly Martial disciples lost his voice and shouted, "Hold your breath, there is something strange in that fragrance!"

"It's not weird, it's poisonous!"

When the words fell, Lan Jin had already flown down, and the scythe blade that he wielded with all his strength flashed with an arc of brilliant brilliance in the moonlight.

Ping!

Subconsciously raised the spear in his hand to block it, but the Tianwu disciple instantly felt a sense of weakness in his limbs, and the strength that his arms could use was less than fifty percent of his peak state.

Taking advantage of the other party's distraction, Lan Jinjiao shouted and danced the sickle to push the other party back, and then freed out her left hand and shook it in the void suddenly, and several light green phantoms suddenly rose between her fingers, and the moment she spread into the void, it was already condensed into several thorns, as if there was a life, and it acted like a group of snakes out of a hole, and in an instant, it was separated, and the sharp illusory thorns attacked the opponent's body.

"Damn, don't succeed!"

The man drank suddenly, and the spear slashed and danced three circles of silver rainbows outside his body, and the roaring force cracked into bursts of fierce wind, and the light green illusory thorns suddenly broke off.

However, at the same time, Lan Jin's scythe had arrived.

Bite!

The hastily slanted tip of the spear was able to hold the scythe, and the surging force pressed it, and the figure of the Tianwu Clan disciple also dropped several meters in the air as a result. He subconsciously turned his head to see that five or six thick purple-black stinger vines were already ready to move under him.

However, there was also something that made him feel a little at ease, and another companion finally reacted and made a move, and the palms that were split in the air slammed towards Lan Jin's wide open back, and the fierce power surged in the air.

However, Lan Jin didn't look back at all, just raised her hand with a move, and the Demon Hell Poison Thorn instantly rioted, and as several poisonous vines waved in the air, the blooming flower trembled and rose directly behind her.

The petals trembled, and the strange power condensed in the intoxicating fragrance. Quietly, the palm wind power of the Tianwu Clan's sneak attack actually dispersed silently halfway through the bombardment, only a few faint ripples in the void.

At the same time, the remaining stinger vines of another Tianwu Clan disciple were also flickering, and the stingers on the purple-black surface actually peeled off from the plant and shot out, and in an instant, dozens of sharp points of energy broke through the air.

"What?"

The man was startled, and he didn't care about the oppressive power of the scythe blade above, and his hand that held the handle of the gun freed up one and waved it behind him, and a layer of translucent defensive barrier instantly condensed.

Ding, Ding, Ding! Ding!

In an instant, all the flying stingers were nailed to the condensation barrier, and the sharp purple-black tip penetrated more than half of the defense, but it did not completely break through after all.

However, before the disciple of the Tianwu Clan could breathe a sigh of relief, a very familiar voice sounded in his ears again, and his surprised gaze swept downward, and he suddenly saw dozens of purple-black sharp shoots flying upward.

This time, the trajectory and position of the stinger shot did not change in the slightest, and each stinger hit the end of the previous embedded barrier, and the new propulsion force generated by the impact made the stingers go one step further, and finally completely broke through the defenses.

Sneer, sneer, sneer-

The stinger pierced through the defense, and the moment the sting entered the body, it also injected the toxin into the flesh and blood, the Tianwu disciple trembled, and then his arms were no longer powerless to resist, and the slanted spear disintegrated the defense, and the huge scythe blade was about to draw an arc of cold light.

Scarlet fell, along with a dead head.

Without the slightest pause, Lan Jin retreated, her figure swept over the low flower, the dancing scythe blade piercing the sky, and the fatal cold kiss was at the point of the last person.

The man had missed the sneak attack before, but he didn't give up just yet, seeing that Lan Jin had already solved his companion, he suddenly felt a chord in his heart, and flew out desperately, and the strength condensed in the palms of his hands increased wildly.

However, as the slightest paralysis spread from all over his body, his figure suddenly stagnated in the air, the strength in the meridians collapsed, and the last condensed trick also died down. After his gaze swept over his body, despair also rose in his heart.

At some point, there were more than a dozen small holes in his robe, which were as small as the eyes of a needle, and now a faint green mist was rising outward.

The tip of the knife pressed against the other party's throat, and Lan Jin's face was cold: "It's over." ”

The disciple of the Tianwu Clan, who knew that he was going to die, did not struggle any more meaninglessly, but just asked lightly: "Is this what you call justice and doing the right thing for the heavens?"

Laugh at!

The scythe sliced open the throat, and the cold light of the stroke was also announcing the withering of another life.

Turning his back, Lan Jin's eyes were hazy, and he muttered: "When everyone is afraid of me, far away from me, and isolated me, only he is willing to stretch out his hand and smile to accept me, and tell me what he wants." From that moment on, I told myself that the righteousness in my heart was born for him alone. Help him do what he wants, that's my justice!"

After talking to herself, she laughed at herself again, looked back at the Demon Hell Poison Thorn who was feasting on the corpses of those Tianwu Clansmen, and snorted, "I still don't want to give up the dark side of my heart, maybe it's for this time, right?"

The next moment, with a sweep of his gaze, Lan Jin's face instantly became even colder.

Not far away, the pale golden circle rotated on the earth, and the phantom that Feng Ren tried to break through and split into six shattered five in the blink of an eye, and the last true body was also stopped by his steps. I saw that above his feet, there were two more rounds of yin and yang fish patterns to imprison him, and he couldn't move a single step.

"What is this?"

Feng Ren was shocked in his heart, but the other party was not prepared to give him extra time to think at all, and the six Tianwu Clan disciples who had turned into phantoms finally stopped, and one by one they reached out and slapped their palms on the back of the person in front of them, and in an instant, most of the strength in their bodies had been withdrawn and poured into their companions.

The man standing at the front stretched out his arms, and pale golden gossip runes appeared on his limbs and chest, and then flickered and completely merged into his body. In the blink of an eye, he slammed out with a stack of palms, and the devastating force roared through the void, and with every inch of progress, the earth below cracked and sunken, and the night sky above was twisted and trembling.

Between the lightning and the fire, Feng Ren had no choice, and with a flick of his left hand, he slammed the stardust tears obliquely on the ground, and then held the hilt of the sword of the dark chaser with both hands and swung it with all his might, and the cold power of the undead instantly awakened, and the wail full of resentment echoed faintly in the whistling sword wind.

Ping!

The pitch-black sword light flickered, and the pale golden fluctuations exploded.

In an instant, the six Heavenly Martial Clan disciples who formed a formation couldn't resist and finally broke out of the connection between each other, and they were all knocked to the ground by the shock, and a slender sword mark appeared on the shoulder of the person in the front, and the pitch-black deadly runes spread into his flesh and blood, gradually devouring the breath of life.

On the other side, Feng Ren finally got rid of the shackles of the magic circle, but he also collapsed under the impact of that blow, and after turning a few times in the air, he knelt on the ground and retreated dozens of meters away, leaving a deep dent and scratch in front of him.

"Wow!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and when Feng Ren, whose face was like gold paper, barely raised his head, what he saw was Ximen Qin, who was following the trend, and a palm that drew the last condensed power in the magic circle slammed into his chest.

Boom!

Feng Qiang's figure retreated again, and the Dark Chasing Blade that escaped from his hand drew an arc of pitch-black arc in mid-air and fell diagonally on the ground, and the blade on its side vaguely reflected the figure that fell to the ground in the distance, its owner.

Feeling the Dire robe on his body begin to move on its own, he wrapped it tightly, but the little strength that came from him was far less than before, and Feng Ren snorted and smiled: "It seems that even you have reached the limit, right?"

When he looked up again, what he saw was not the imaginary Ximenqin, but another familiar slender figure.

"This time, it's up to me to protect you. ”

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