There are many heroes in the long history of mankind who have been able to transcend the horrors of life and death with a certain firm belief.

However, Yang Luo couldn't do that.

When the Peacock Great Ming King's gaze came, Yang Luo didn't dare to look directly, lowered his eyelids slightly, and let out a soft sigh in his heart.

- Even though it is this mutilated body, it is also nostalgic for the spring of the world.

As soon as his left palm warmed, Zhou Yingqiong held his hand tightly.

This time, Yang Luo didn't dodge.

The Peacock Daming King's eyes fell on Yang Luo's face, looked at him a few times, and said regretfully: "It's a stunning beauty, but it's a pity that the six roots are not complete......"

Speaking of this, her face changed suddenly, her eyes lifted, crossed Yang Luo's shoulders, and floated into the distance.

The more than 400 peacock girls who escorted the feather coat over were less than thirty feet away from her. For the strong people of Dajue, this is a distance that can be crossed in one step.

However, at this time, the Peacock Daming King did not have time to take this step.

This sword light also exists in the present world, and only casts afterimages in the world!

"Evil Barrier!" The angry shouts of the Peacock Xiao Ming King were only passed on at that time.

Twice encountered the top swordsman charging in the feather coat array, and that time the peacock man felt even less despair.

Immediately in front of the man in white was a thin man in green clothes.

The man in green clothes understood what I had done to the man in white, but when I met this person's eyes, a huge panic suddenly surged in my heart.

Only without these peacock men who have seen the world will be naïve to think that the peacock feather coat can make all of you seven hundred enemies.

Jiang Chen's body turned into a wisp of heavy smoke, almost clinging to the bodies of the few peacock men, strolling through it.

The murderous aura emanates from the void, and it will only become a reality in the human world only when it pierces the throat.

"Free." Peacock Xiao Mingwang's words ooze heat.

But you still saved the life of the seventh man.

At the moment of death, the man in green clothes realized - it turned out that the trajectory he saw was just a shadow projected by the other party in the world?

Now Jiang Chen's figure has not yet entered the feather coat array, and the Peacock Xiao Ming King has also thrown a mouse taboo, daring to attack weakly with the seven-colored divine light again, for fear of accidentally injuring the peacock man.

"Idiot! It's bad to do that little thing! ”

The man in green clothes saw this icy sword light clearly!

Including the Peacock Xiao Ming King and the other peacock men who were close at hand, did anyone see the trajectory of the sword light clearly, as if this moment of life and death was stolen by someone with Mo Xiao's magical powers.

The sword that shimmered with ice and heat was like an illusion, and it suddenly came to life.

When you stared at this deep trajectory full of mysteries, trying to block with the two swords in your hands, you suddenly realized that what you stabbed was only nothing, and this deep color had reached behind your eyes.

The coldness of the sword aura remained under his neck, and his consciousness fell into chaos.

As soon as I turned around, I looked at the Peacock Xiao Ming King, and the former was staring at me deeply with a bright and resentful look.

In terms of momentum, Jiang Chen is naturally confused. But when it comes to swordsmanship skills, Jiang Chen is far from being confused. At this time, the feather coat was still in a state of retraction and defense, but it stopped me.

The peacock Xiao Ming Wang's anger is controllable.

You only lagged half a step ahead of the man in white, and suddenly found that the man's qi was out of the scope of the peacock's feather coat, and you were slightly startled, and in the blink of an eye, a figure suddenly appeared behind you, and this person seemed to make a gesture to draw his sword, and then followed back the sword.

- The peacock feather coat is the strongest defense in the world. Even if it is the immovable golden body of the immovable Ming King, it is only between the best and the best.

In a breath, where Jiang Chen walked by, eighty peacock men fell down with a voice.

From unsheath to retracting the sword, it was not the time for the man in white to jump his eyelids.

"Spread out!" King Peacock Xiao Ming shouted.

The idea was still a vague concept, and it had come to an abrupt halt before it could really take shape.

This sneak attacker, even if it is a martial saint level, is absolutely impossible......

This flesh and skin pain has not yet arrived, but the consciousness of the man in white is gradually blurring.

Of course, you know why the peacock feather coat that defends against the sky will stop Xiao Xu - because the blessing of the feather coat is widely shared under the heads of more than seven hundred people, and the original invulnerable defense will naturally leak some vacancies. It is okay to deal with the abnormal Xuangang with a low hand, but when he encounters a swordsmanship master like Jiang Chen, who is comparable to a martial saint and specializes in flaws, he will inevitably be overstretched and will be taken advantage of by him.

"Did he think that as long as he hid in the feather coat array, this seat would really have a problem with him?" A deep smile also appeared on the face of the Peacock Xiao Ming King, but his tone was Senrebi, "For hundreds of years, this seat has encountered a few naughty and self-righteous fanatics like him, and now they are all ...... bones."

Until Jiang Chen withdrew his "Zhao Gut" soft sword and shook off a wisp of blood, the man in white still maintained a defensive posture, tensed his body, and was ready to attack—you are completely aware that you are dead.

As a veteran Xuan Gang's low hand, your sharp eyes quickly locked on the void, and you saw this dark figure skimming the void, holding this soft sword with the blood stains of the man in white, and striking at you head-on.

Jiang Chen smiled and said, "You know that with a noble status like Sister Peacock, you will definitely be less reserved for a while!" ”

It's a pity that although the realm has improved, there is no chance to live.

Everything is over.

Under the protection of the feather coat, the woman in white at the front walked quite easily. When she saw a cold light in her eyes, not only did she not panic, but she sneered in her heart - she couldn't help herself!

Instead, there was another sense of wonder, which made the man in white jump with his eyelids, instinctively tense his muscles, and like a helpful child, he opened his head and faced the pain of flesh and skin.

This swordsmanship turned out to be the swordsmanship of the world!

A certain realization appeared in the heart of the man in cuiyi, and the realm also climbed from this, retreating into another artistic conception of god and understanding.

The man in the green robe closed his eyes, and there was only one residual thought left in his heart: 'It's a pity that the feather coat can still be delivered to the Buddha's mother......

Jiang Chen grinned: "Is the Buddha Mother villain not free to spend the night with you now?" ”

A tangible wind blew from the dark depths of his heart, but it did not blow away the sense of mission of the man in green clothes. You shudder, and your spirits become empty.

A top low-handed player who had just broken through the bottleneck and comprehended a new realm fell in a hurry with regret.

The gap in the peacock feather coat widened even more, and Jiang Chen rushed backwards, taking advantage of the fact that the peacock men were still in disbelief, he took a step back and broke into the depths of the feather coat.

- Yes! Sister Bai is dead, and the responsibility of escorting the peacock feather coat falls on your head, and you must-

- The almost invulnerable formation of peacock feathers, that person actually retreated like this!

She didn't even have time to say a word of warning!

These peacock men, every time you see a cold light in your eyes, the hot blade has pierced your throat.

There was a brief silence.