The human form restricts many spells, and the appearance of the fox demon is the most terrifying. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

What a seven-tailed fire fox! The whole body is bright red, the flames are entwined, and from time to time there are sparks rolling out, and the eyes are like volcanic eruptions, and the killing intent is strong. That is the supreme powerhouse who has cultivated for seven thousand years, the little red fox has cultivated to a golden body of two zhang, and just by roaring, tens of millions of catties of earth and stones have been whipped into powder, and the 10,000-year-old tree has also been uprooted!" "Falcon Luoxi, don't deceive me too much. ”

"I didn't intend to deceive you, I just killed you with my own hands. ”

Chihuo was furious, his mouth opened, and he condensed a group of real fire. It's gathering strength, and it will be a devastating blow, and maybe the entire peak will be flattened. Millions of pomegranate flowers on the eaves were also affected and scattered.

Falcon Luoxi held the seven-star sword and walked towards the red fire step by step.

With every step he took, the red fox's heart felt like an inch had been pierced by an iron nail.

She began to regret that she only had six days left, why was she in a hurry to bring herself to death! She was not sure that she would kill Falcon Luoxi, either she would condense an unavoidable blow and deal with him before Falcon Luoxi could take out his sword, or she would be killed by Falcon Luoxi with a sword. Only by sending out all the true fire that has been accumulated in the past three years can there be any hope of defeating this mortal who is standing tall. But the real fire was hard to control, and she concentrated on it, thinking only of more, more...... But Falcon Luoxi is already in front of you.

She was so frightened that she lost her voice, and the burning fire poured out!

There is light in the flames.

It's sword light!

There are no words in the world that can describe the speed and power of this sword, but the gods and Buddhas of the heavens will definitely be stunned when they see this sword.

How could she be stupid enough to fight against Falcon Luoxi?

It was the worst decision of her life, and it would bring her death.

In the last moment, she seemed to accept the fact of death and did not move. But the sword had only been bloodied on the side of her neck, and Sixteen didn't know when it stood in front of her.

The petals of the purple pomegranate poured down, and the three figures were all standing.

Su Xiu'e was stunned, "Little monk, when did he appear?" ”

Could it be that he blocked a sword from Falcon Luoxi?

Falcon Luoxi smiled coldly, and a thin strand of blood suddenly appeared on Chihuo's forehead, which spread to the center of his eyebrows, the bridge of his nose, and his mouth, cracking along his body, and this crack gradually spread, and Chihuo's entire body was separated from the middle. She remained standing, and without her body noticing her master's death, the red fire had turned into a blur of flesh and blood.

Falcon Luoxi said: "It's still a little close. ”

In the blink of an eye, they had fought an earth-shattering battle. For the first time, Sixteen felt what it meant to be a "sword of death." When he suddenly appeared, it did cause a lot of impact on the sword, and Falcon Luoxi's sword was deflected by half an inch, and it was this half inch that was enough to change Chihuo's life and death. But the sword actually recovered its trajectory by half an inch, and Sixteen made a total of seven moves to try to seal the sword path, but Falcon Luoxi's sword could handle it easily. It was like a poisonous dragon scurrying down from the Red Fire Heavenly Spirit Cover, and in the blink of an eye, she was brutally killed.

Sixteen fell, and half of his body had been destroyed.

Sixteen thought that he was dealing with Falcon Luoxi's sword, but in fact, it had been pierced through his body, and that sword was unavoidable at all, and he was not pushed away by half an inch at the beginning.

No one can shake Mr. Falcon's sword.

Sixteen can't do it, more than 3,700 masters can't do it, thousands of troops and horses can't do it, not even King Tiele. Falcon Luoxi said to Sixteen, "It's not enough, but there is hope." ”

By the time Su Xiu'e went to help Sixteen, Falcon Luoxi had disappeared into the sea of purple pomegranate flowers.

He had never walked in such a hurry, and he didn't even notice that the purple pomegranate flowers were curling between his hair, and he always felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly opened the chamber, saw that the rosemary had collapsed, and changed his clothes. I don't know how she did it, maybe women are creatures that men can never guess, and their obsessions are sometimes terrible, and sometimes they are stupid and cute. Maybe even they don't know what they're thinking, like a dandelion in spring, singing in the wind, their thoughts drift to the rivers, lakes and seas, and they can't find it anymore. Banshees are even more difficult to figure out, they are not like people, people's lifespan is very short, in their eyes it is just a passing cloud, but the memory of the demon is so clear, tens of thousands of years will remember.

Falcon Luoxi looked at her indifferently.

Rosemary said, "Don't worry, I'm fine." ”

"Then help me comb my hair. "Falcon Luoxi's loose hair is draped over his shoulders, he is a very clean person, and there is no room for a stain in his eyes. He doesn't leave a drop of blood on the blade when he kills, but he's also lazy.

He will never take care of it himself, and all his daily life is handed over to the three fox demons, especially after suffering from Bai Chew.

-- Bedrooms.

The bronze mirror was brighter than it had been three years ago, and Falcon Luoxi was sitting upright, and he sat motionless, reminiscent of the falcon on the cliff, cold, resolute, and never flinching. But his face suffering from illness is still so handsome, not only human women, but also many demons will admire it. Because his face is like a sword, it is all due to his own talent and hard work, and sometimes Rosemary thinks that his near-perfect appearance is a goblin, but quickly rejects the idea, maybe the goblin can imitate his handsome appearance vividly, but the charm in those eyes can never be learned. Rosemary combed a strand of her hair and asked, "You killed her?"

Falcon Luoxi said: "Yes. ”

"Why did you kill her?"

"All you need to know is that she was killed. ”

"Is it a sword for me?"

Hayabusa didn't answer. Leaning his head forward slightly, he seemed to enjoy the way rosemary combed his hair. She carefully arranged him with a wooden comb, as if the only green silk had turned silvery-white. She suppressed her tears, but her tone was still trembling, "Hehe, I'll be liberated in six days." ”

There was no response.

When Rosemary helped him comb his back hair and wrap the ends of his hair with a black gold ribbon, Falcon Luoxi suddenly said, "You did it on purpose." ”

Rosemary said, "That's right. ”

"Why did you do that?" Falcon Luoxi was referring to Rosemary who knew that he would make a move, so he promised to refine himself into a blood descending talisman, Chihuo always thought that he was tricking Rosemary, but instead Rosemary used himself as a tool.

Rosemary said, "To test the weight of my heart in you, how much do I weigh." I'll be happy with even a little bit of weight. Her eyes suddenly fell, "But I don't." ”

Never try to fool a woman, she's much smarter than you think. Rosemary smiled, but her laughter trembled, "Ask yourself, did you really kill Chihuo for me?"

"It's not. I killed her just because she was disobedient. Hayabusa thought for a moment and said. "A disobedient dog, I won't raise. ”

"I'll quit first. ”

His hair was combed and Rosemary was gone. The bedroom became empty again, like a purple pomegranate flower that had just been tossed on the eaves, and the branches were bare, and there was no longer any interest.