Chapter Seventy-Seven: in the middle of the night

"Where is there any sound. Wang Huan's ears moved slightly, and then he shook his head, looked at Master Can't help with confusion, and said, "You can't be hallucinating, right?" ”

Today's Wang Huan is also a little master, and his soul thoughts emanate out, and he can clearly hear the wind and grass within 7~8 miles. He didn't even hear it, this old stick wouldn't fool himself.

"There is no illusion, thirteen miles to the left, there is the sound of a flute, it is your rival's concubine - Shangyuan Yi. The master pinched his fingers and pointed to the left.

"in the middle of the night? This original clothes are interested, I don't know whether it is a bamboo flute or meat and a flute. Wang Huan smiled and said.

"Amitabha, what is meat and flute, the old man has never seen or heard of it, the little brother is well-informed, please explain one or two. I couldn't help but have a slightly red face on the master's face, with an expression that I understood, but he pretended to be stupid there.

Wang Huan snorted twice and said with a smile: "Don't pretend, you monk who violates the lust ring, will you not understand?" paused, and continued: "How do you know that she blows the flute in the middle of the night." ”

"Hearing this, although the old man only has a wisp of remnant soul left, this spiritual sense thinks that it is still first-class. I couldn't help but smile to myself, pinched my fingers again, and said, "But now it's not meat and flutes that are blowing outside, but bamboo flutes that are full of murderous machines, do you want to take a look?"

"I want to see the meat and flute, the original clothes look like water, and I am very similar to a female star in the hooligan film I once watched, if she and Li Huaihuai staged a live-like 'meat and flute legend', if it is recorded, it can be sold for a good price, this bamboo flute, what can it see. Wang Huan pursed his lips and didn't think so. But then he frowned and asked, "Are you talking about the left, killing everywhere?"

"That's right, to the left, it's eighteen miles now. The master nodded and said.

"Eighteen miles to the left, isn't that out of the city? Who else is there besides Shangyuanyi?" Wang Huan said hurriedly.

"There was also a very beautiful woman in white. ”

"No injuries?"

"Nope. ”

"Are you sure?"

"Monks don't speak. ”

"Day, you monk. Wang Huan looked like he hated iron but not steel, and then smiled: "Good guy, the time has come for your brother Huan to stab him in the back." ”

Snorting twice, he took Master Can't help and the Void Wheel Phantom back into his palm, his eyes flashed a trace of ruthlessness, Wang Huan turned over from the ground, carefully stepped out of the house, and after making sure that Sun Xinxin was asleep, he jumped on the roof of the house, and under the guidance of Master Can't help it, galloped towards the left.

chased out more than ten miles, and the sound of a flute faintly came......

The rhythm of this flute is quite desolate, like a ghost in the night calling, making a whining sound, the sad feeling makes Wang Huan's scalp tingle, and the sound is everywhere, as if there is an invisible sword, waving in the air.

The sound of the flute gradually drifted away, and it was already seventy or eighty miles away from Wucheng.

On a mound of earth, the scorching wind blows in the face, no match for the night. Su Xiaoke was dressed in white, holding a long sword, fluttering, like a dancing butterfly, his toes quickly passed from the ground, although he was chased and killed, his face was still calm, like a fairy out of the dust.

The sound of the whining ~~~~~ flute blew, bringing a roaring and killing aura, and an invisible sound wave twisted out like a sharp sword, smashing her sleeves and tearing them apart, revealing a white jade arm.

Su Xiaoke's eyebrows furrowed slightly, a trace of anger flashed, and shouted: "Shangyuan Yi, don't deceive people too much." ”

"Ha Luha, it's too much to deceive people, when you take away the soul that has been wounded, the old lady doesn't plan to let you go. Under the dark night, the sound of the flute became even more desolate, and it sounded rapidly, like ten thousand swords firing together, overwhelmingly slashing towards Su Xiaoke.

Su Xiaoke bit his lower lip, and the long sword drew a ten-zhang wide wall of fire, blocking in front of him, and his body retreated sharply, puzzled: "What kind of history is injured, I don't know him." ”

"Flies don't bite seamless eggs, if you don't seduce him, he will miss you all day long?"

"Jingle ......"

Su Xiaoke's long sword swept quickly, blocking the swords condensed by sound waves, and scolded: "What bullshit logic, you so-called pride of the sky are dirtier than the worms in the dung pit, even Wang Huan is not as good." ”

Forehead...... What is the matter with me, Wang Huan, who was chasing from behind, was still seven or eight miles away at this time, and when he heard this voice by his soul thoughts, he couldn't help but be speechless for a while, he had a grass stalk in his mouth, and he thought helplessly: Is it that I am so unbearable in her heart.

"I heard that you and that Wang Huan are fellow countrymen, I don't think so, I should call it a good old man. It just so happens that tomorrow we will slaughter your good look, and today we will slaughter you first, and use your beautiful head as a greeting gift. ”

Uehara's purple shirt shook, and the purple bamboo flute in his hand pointed out, drawing a circle in the air, and a beautiful note half a meter in size floated out, as if it were essentially hitting Su Xiaoke.

Where the note passed, the rocks shattered, the dust flew up, and Uehara's eyes flashed with cruelty, and the mournful tune was played again.

Whining!!!

The voice was poignant, like an invisible knife, closely following the beautiful note, cutting towards Su Xiaoke.

The white clothes flew, Su Xiaoke bit his silver teeth, and suddenly stuffed a few pills into his mouth, and the long sword in his hand trembled sharply, hooking up a beautiful arc.

"That's the Phoenix Breaking Army. In the distance, Wang Huan saw a glimmer of firelight, hurriedly looked over, his heart moved, and his steps rushed towards the battlefield more quickly.

The phoenix broke the army, Su Xiaoke once used it when fighting against the bearded white lion. But looking at her starting style at this time, it seems to be much stronger.

"Huangquan determines life and death in nine days, and a hundred birds break through thousands of armies. ”

"Cutting !!"

Su Xiaoke's posture was wonderful, flying up, and a whirlwind swept in the air, and suddenly, the firelight spread, and a phoenix phantom of nearly ten zhang in size appeared out of thin air, let out a loud chirp, and hit the original clothes.

Su Xiaoke didn't know what kind of adventure he had, and now he was the twenty-second master on the Tianjiao List, and as soon as the 'Phoenix Breaking Army' came out, he faintly suppressed the notes of the original clothes.

Then, as if she had made some kind of decision, her pretty face was slightly cold, she slapped her palm on her chest, a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth, and her long sword pointed forward, and she shouted: "I swear in the name of the sky, conceive in the name of blood, and the phoenix roars!"

Boom!!

The phoenix phantom collided with the note, but it was a sharp chirp, this 'clanging' sound, it was the phoenix phantom that came out, the phoenix sounded, the note was broken, the fire in the sky swept through the sky, the phoenix phantom was more condensed, and continued to rush towards the original clothes.

This girl is going to work hard. Wang Huan got closer and closer, and said eagerly.

"She is using her own blood as a guide to stimulate the power of this phoenix to break through the army, this is an act of burning her own life, this girl is ruthless enough, but this is going to be desperate. I couldn't help but hear the old man's voice sound, analyzing the battle situation for Wang Huan.

"Hmph, burn life, even if you burn life, you are not my opponent. Uehara Yi's expression was faint, and the purple flute in his hand was thrown, and there were words in his mouth.

"Great. ”

After the purple flute was thrown, it was suspended in mid-air, and as she shouted an order, suddenly, the poignant voice was extremely loud, and the purple flute became bigger and bigger, rising to more than a zhang long, like a big stick, fixed on the ground, steadily blocking the path of the phoenix phantom.

Boom!!

Woo~~~ Boom, boom!

The two forces collided, and the phoenix phantom struggled, and finally shattered away, turning into sparks that dissipated into the air.

"Ha Luha, what about burning life, the top ten masters on the Tianjiao list, how can you imagine. Shangyuan Yi smiled cruelly, his body rose from the ground, and he pulled through the purple flute, as if holding a big stick, and suddenly pointed at Su Xiaoke, stabbing straight at him.

The sound of the flute was everywhere, like a sharp knife, which broke many openings in Su Xiaoke's clothes, like a fairy in distress.

A trace of despair flashed in Su Xiaoke's firm eyes, the long sword leaned on the ground, closed his eyes, and quietly waited for death to come, there was never a moment when she was so helpless, so that she had no power to resist.

Using blood to conceive and raise Feng Poqianjun has already made her lose all her combat effectiveness, and the nourishment of the pill also takes a while to recover from her injuries, and the other party does not give her that time at all.

Clang!

Zi Xiao stopped in front of her eyebrows, as if she had encountered an irresistible force.

"Su Xiaoke, you have nothing to do. Wang Huan held the white jade coffin lid in his hand, lightly blocked the fatal blow of Shang Yuanyi, shouted weakly, and then stared at Shang Yuanyi viciously, and said, "You are dead." ”

The words fell, and the coffin lid came out.

Su Xiaoke's long eyelashes moved slightly, he opened his eyelids, and saw this familiar figure, and tears actually flowed down in anger, "He, he came to save me." There are a thousand words in her heart, and she doesn't know what kind of mentality she has now, but after whispering this sentence, her face is red and quite annoyed.

Wang Huan didn't notice her appearance, she had already strode forward, and the white jade coffin lid picked up a big arc and smashed it out, showing no pity for the enemy.

"Yo, little brother, for the sake of his lover, he is so angry that he scares my sister and me. Kamihara smiled slightly, skillfully avoiding the other party's blow, and laughed.

"You have to be angry, otherwise how can you show my anger. Wang Huan was also a person who passed through the wind, and at a glance he could see that Shangyuan Yi was secretly injured, and although Su Xiao's phoenix roar with blood failed to repel her, it did not make her feel better.

Wang Huan will not miss the beating of the water dog, not to mention that this is a big enemy, but Wang Huan's hand is not slow, the white jade coffin lid has been shot seven times in a row, and each time the other party staggered. Backwards and regressions.

"Die!"

Wang Huan strode to catch up, seeing the opportunity, the spiritual power of the whole body was surrounded, and the strength of the innate source river was violently lifted, this coffin lid condensed all his strength, and the ice word trick also cleverly used the white jade coffin lid as the carrier, which aroused the cold flame formation on the coffin lid.

The tiger roared and the cold air wreaked on the coffin lid together, killing the original clothes with a domineering momentum.