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The pupils of his eyes turned red, and the hair on his cheeks suddenly grew, it was the transformation of the demon clan!

In just a moment, the strength of the folded sleeves increased several times, and the strength of the body also reached an unimaginable level, the witch's hands tore his shoulders into a blur of flesh and blood, but there was no way to break his bones, and the most important thing was that the sword that sinisterly pierced his waist had no way to move forward.

The sword was pulled out with a whoosh, slashing towards the back of the neck of the folded sleeve, and with the aura attached to the sword, even if the folded sleeve had been completely transformed, there was no way to resist.

Shichima's afterglow saw this scene and was shocked, but his sword was entangled with the woman at this time, and he couldn't save him at all, he held the scabbard in his left hand, and then struck horizontally behind his folded sleeves, using the extremely sharp sword technique of leaving the mountain, trying to stop the sword.

However, that sword moved like a spiritual snake, as if it was extremely familiar with the swordsmanship of the seven rooms, and swept away in the blank space, and it was easy to break through the sword momentum of the seven rooms! The second stab of that sword was not originally going towards the folding sleeves, the target was originally the seven rooms!

There was a soft pop on the beach again!

The lower abdomen of the seven rooms stabbed the insidious but extremely powerful sword directly, and the blood soared!

In an instant, that sword pulled away from Qijian's lower abdomen like lightning, and leaned forward again, stabbing at Chen Changsheng!

That person's first sword was seriously injured and his sleeves were broken, and the second sword was seriously injured seven times, and in a quiet and silent way, he was caught off guard, which brought extremely tragic consequences, could Chen Changsheng avoid it?

Folding his sleeves and hitting the sword in seven successes, Chen Changsheng finally reacted, and his feet conjured up with a step, narrowly avoiding the sword blade that stabbed from the side and back.

However, at this time, the attack of the demon general couple also arrived.

Teng Xiaoming's face was expressionless, he picked up the two burdens and threw them at Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng was forced forward by the sinister sword at this time, and he didn't have the strength to avoid it again.

The two burdens, like two hills, smashed on the top of his head.

Chen Changsheng Zhenyuan rushed out, the short sword came out of the sheath, and cast a very ingenious blow to open two branches, and in a seemingly impossible situation, he accurately stabbed the two burdens one after another.

I could only hear the continuous hissing sound, and the two burdens shattered one after another, turning into two clouds of smoke and dust.

The flat pole in Teng Xiaoming's hand smashed down on the top of his head!

If the previous two burdens were like two hills, then the flat shoulders of the twenty-four demon generals were like real mountains, with an incomparably solemn shadow, directly enveloping Chen Changsheng's body.

Boom!

On the shore of the lake, there is a huge earthen pit!

The smoke and dust flew everywhere violently, and the woods not far away, with the sound of clicking, kept falling, and in a moment, there were actually several acres of woods that were shaken to the ground!

The demon beauty roared, taking advantage of the opportunity of the heavy injury on the waist of the folded sleeves, the magic skills were fully displayed, and her fingers were glowing with strange green, and she kept attacking the folded sleeves.

The dignified woman did not have the slightest gentleness in her hands, and the sleeves on her body swayed lightly in the strong wind, and vaguely, it seemed that countless feathers and countless qi appeared, attacking the door of the seven rooms.

Fold sleeves' eyes were blood-red, looking extremely hideous, and several gray shadows flashed in the air with both hands, extremely strong to block the strong attack of the demon beauty, but the lower abdomen of Qijian was pierced by the sword, and the injury was too serious, and he had no strength to fight, and was knocked to the ground by the woman, his face was pale, and his expression was abrupt.

At this point, the three human teenagers have been forced into a desperate situation.

Liu Xiaowan, who had not made a move, finally made a move.

She carried the big iron pot in her hand, and with a terrifying sound of breaking the air, she came to the three human teenagers, and with a flip of her wrist, the big iron pot fell over their heads.

That iron pot was really big, big enough to cover the sky overhead, like a cloud, if this big iron pot was allowed to fall, Chen Changsheng and the three of them would definitely not be lucky.

At this moment, in the deep pit on the shore of the lake, in the space full of smoke and dust, a bright light suddenly burst out! Immediately after, footsteps like war drums sounded!

The lake wind broke suddenly, and it roared violently!

Chen Changsheng held the short sword, jumped out of the deep pit, stopped in front of the folded sleeves and Qijian, and stabbed it with a sword!

He stabbed at the iron pot that covered the sky!

With a bang, a hole was broken in the middle of the iron pot! Immediately after, a deafening sound of metal friction sounded, and the short sword held by Chen Changsheng pierced the iron pot, and then continued to move forward!

The iron pot fell like a black cloud, and there was more light at this time. Chen Changsheng's sword walked forward in that piece of light, and at the same time brought more light, as if in the gloomy rain clouds, a heavenly light hung down!

Rub rub rub!

That's the pace of the sword!

Rub rub rub!

That's a folded sleeve minion!

With a soft snort, Liu Xiaowan's face turned slightly pale, and after a quick sweep, there was a bloodshot on her neck.

The demon beauty snorted, fell and fell, and there were several more blood marks on the ****'s chest.

Shichima finally couldn't support it anymore, covered his lower abdomen, and knelt on the ground, his fingers covered with blood.

But at least, he's alive now.

Chen Changsheng and Folded Sleeves are also still alive.

The tide of battle was divided.

The lakeside became quiet again.

Liu Xiaowan gently touched the blood marks on her neck, and looked at Chen Changsheng's eyes, which became a lot more solemn, still as gentle as before, but no longer had any kind feelings.

She couldn't have imagined that the short sword in Chen Changsheng's hand was so sharp, and it could pierce her magic weapon so easily, what kind of material was this sword made of?

Chen Changsheng looked back at the folded sleeves, he was seriously injured, and he could only hope that the folded sleeves still had the strength to fight again.

The upper half of the folded sleeves was covered with blood, but he could still stand, the gray hair on his cheeks had not been fully withdrawn, and he was constantly wheezing, looking extremely hard, and his eyes were cold and abnormal.

Looking at the eyes with folded sleeves, Chen Changsheng's heart also became cold.

Liu Xiaowan and Teng Xiaoming glanced at each other and saw the different colors in each other's eyes.

The fact that these three human teenagers were able to survive this round of real attacks was really beyond their imagination, you must know that before entering Zhou Yuan, even they didn't know the existence of that sword.

"If you were willing to listen to me before I left, the wolf cub would have died a long time ago!" the demon beauty was seriously injured again by the finger blade with her sleeves folded, and said angrily as she looked at the woman beside her.

The woman looked at Chen Changsheng and the two of them for a while, and then said calmly: "Just the two of us, we really can't win against these two young men." ”

Chen Changsheng ignored what they were saying.

Folding sleeves no longer cares who is a Nanke.

The same is true for Shichiken.

Because what they care more about is that sword, that insidious sword.

They looked at Liang Xiaoxiao with different expressions.

Qijian's face was pale, his expression was shocked, and he was so sad that he lost his mind a little, looked at Liang Xiaoxiao and muttered, "Why?"

Liang Xiaoxiao's face was even paler than Qijian's. But there was no expression on his face, and he didn't speak, even though the sword in his hand was dripping with the blood of his companions.