"It's not impossible if I don't kill you, I don't want the dragon grass flower, but you have to pay a price. ”

Sun Zhuoming said as he rubbed his hands and walked towards Hang Mingxin, the obscene color in his eyes was unconcealed.

"At what cost?" asked Xuan Mingxin in surprise, but when she raised her head to meet the other party's gaze, the rising joy in her eyes suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by a deeper despair.

The sun didn't know when it had set, the sky was slightly dark, Sun Zhuoming's expression was hideous and evil, like a demon from the abyss and hell, reflected in Xuan Mingxin's eyes, infinitely magnifying the fear in his heart.

"Don't ......"

Hanging Mingxin weakly half-propped up her body, and moved her hands and feet behind her, she suddenly understood that in this chaotic place, it might be a lucky thing to be killed.

Sun Zhuoming smiled lewdly, raised his right hand unhurriedly, flicked his index finger, and a strong qi broke through the wind, and hit Hang Mingxin's right wrist with a "snap".

This energy directly shattered Hang Mingxin's wrist bone, and Hao's wrist, which was originally as white as snow, suddenly changed shape, purple and black emerged, and the sharp pain of the bone breaking and displacement made Hang Mingxin scream, and the other hand could no longer support his body, and fell on the slightly wet soil by the lake again.

Seeing that the slender jade hand was suddenly swollen like a pig's trotters, Sun Zhuoming not only did not have the slightest intention of pity for the jade, but instead gave rise to a more ardent desire, he seemed to enjoy the feeling of torturing the stunning woman in front of him.

He has been in the Endless Island for many years, but he has never found a way to leave, and he has not broken through to the Demon Refining Realm for a long time, and he cannot be automatically sent out by the Endless Island, and the desire that has been pent up for many years completely exploded at the moment when his palm slapped on Xuan Mingxin's pretty face.

didn't say a word of nonsense again, he couldn't wait to pounce on Xuan Mingxin's body!

"Ahh

Hang Mingxin's desperate screams overshadowed the sound of the cloth being torn.

"Don't !! beg you, don't !!" Xuan Mingxin still begged for mercy tirelessly, but what answered her was the other party's heavy cattle-like panting.

"Ahh

Hang Mingxin's gaze suddenly became desperate and empty, but Sun Zhuoming let out a triumphant lewd smile......

At this moment, a blood-red sword light struck rapidly from the direction of the center of the lake, silent but sharp.

Sun Zhuoming was shocked, he couldn't care about lewd pleasure anymore, he slapped the ground with both palms, and the whole person bounced to the ground, and he didn't even have time to tidy up his clothes, and with his hands raised in mid-air, a dark cyan aura floated in his palms, condensed into a spiritual eagle, and blasted towards the sword light coming from afar!

Bang!

The blood-red sword light burst out, and the dark cyan aura eagle also dissipated, and the collision of the two forces turned into a brilliant fire in mid-air, faintly illuminating the black figure that was stepping on the waves.

After Xuan Mingxin saw the figure, his eyes suddenly lit up, but even if he returned to gloom, his eyes were full of empty silence.

The person who suddenly appeared was none other than Yue Mochen.

After he killed the middle-aged man who was about to rob him of the golden sand and the leaf, he continued to rush to the center of the desert scene, but before he could reach the center, he strayed into the teleportation array and came to the current scene.

Different from Hang Mingxin, the location where Yue Mochen appeared was on the opposite shore of the lake, this lake is not big, and it is not too small to say small, as soon as Yue Mochen appeared, he found the two people who were fighting. originally planned to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, but he saw that Sun Zhuoming actually did something like losing his conscience.

Although on the other side, Yue Mochen failed to recognize that the victim was Hang Mingxin, but he still chose to make a move, but unfortunately, it was still too late, when he flew to the center of the lake, the other party had successfully torn Hang Mingxin's clothes to pieces, and in a hurry, Yue Mochen was shot closely.

The sword light with the sword intent flew over half of the lake and attacked directly at Sun Zhuoming, but due to the distance, the sword intent had disappeared by nearly half, and that sword light was not as good as an ordinary attack.

After blocking Yue Mochen's blow, Sun Zhuoming sneered and fell from the air, and after seeing that the person who shot was Yue Mochen, his face showed ecstasy, and his mood and body suddenly relaxed: "There is a little ghost again, hehe, it's a pity, it's not a woman, so let's solve you first." ”

At this time, Yue Mochen had also flown to the shore, and just heard the other party's words, he didn't speak, but glanced at the expressionless Xuan Mingxin, and an inexplicable anger surged up in his heart, he didn't have a good impression of Xuan Mingxin, but what Sun Zhuoming did was really unforgivable.

"I'm sorry to disturb your good deeds, but as a supplement, I'll send you to Hades. Yue Mochen said lightly, there was no joy or anger on his face, but his indifferent expression gave people a sense of oppression.

"Hey, what a cocky boy. ”

Sun Zhuoming smiled gloomily, his right hand was wiped on his left hand, and in a flash of light, a war knife more than four feet long appeared in his right hand: "Come on, boy, let me see if your ability is worthy of your arrogance." ”

With the sword in his hand, Sun Zhuoming's momentum suddenly changed, and the original lewd old man disappeared, replaced by a powerful swordsman, but his clothes and naked body that he had time to tidy up in the future were not in line with his momentum.

But this did not affect the fact that although he had not yet made a move, the air around him seemed to become sharper, as if it had merged into the sudden appearance of the sword.

If in normal times, Yue Mochen would definitely have eyes lit up when he saw that the other party actually had an empty weaving ring, but this time, all he had was anger: "The road is uneven, do the right thing for the sky, if I can't kill you with one move today, I will judge myself." ”

Yue Mochen's tone did not carry a trace of fireworks, and before the words fell, a red light appeared, and the single-edged sword that had not appeared for a long time appeared with a sharp breath.

Sun Zhuoming wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Yue Mochen's loud shout: "Die!"

Before the words fell, Yue Mochen's figure was like a low-skimming bird, holding the sword in a flash, and the single-edged sword crossed a melancholy arc in mid-air.

Poof!

Blood gushed out, Sun Zhuoming's eyes were wide open, but his head had already been thrown out, and the last picture he saw turned out to be his back.

From one point of view, he was lucky, what many people have not done in their lifetime, he succeeded in doing it with the help of Yue Mochen's sword.

At this time, Hang Mingxin on the side suddenly seemed crazy, snatched the single-edged sword in Yue Mochen's hand, rushed to Sun Zhuoming's corpse, and slashed with a sword!