Chapter 12 The blood is warm, and the face is red

Nine clouds, shrouded in red silk, wisps of blood descended, ethereal entanglement, entangled and rolling, like a crimson dream bloom.

Han Xuanming's right foot took a step forward, the cold light in his eyes gradually turned into hesitation, looked up at the sky, stretched out a hand, and took it towards the falling blood.

Soft and obedient, with a slippery temperature, wisps of wisps, like fog in the wind.

Catching the falling blood, Han Xuanming observed it carefully, his eyes were surprised, his eyes narrowed, his eyes narrowed, and after a long while, he couldn't help but say to himself: "These things, are they...... Flowers on the other side?"

"Strange, here, how can there be such a flower?" Han Xuanming was full, "Moreover, how did that nine-headed beast suddenly revert to the Tree of Life?"

At the same time as Han Xuanming was thinking, out of nowhere behind him, a spatial crack appeared, and a blood-colored rainbow, like a thunderbolt splitting down, went straight to Han Xuanming's heavenly spirit cover.

Han Xuanming's heart was stunned, the secret path was not good, he took a step back, and wandered several times in succession, avoiding the falling blood light, stabilizing his figure, and looking around.

Shouted: "Who?!"

The four fields were empty, and no one answered.

However, before Han Xuanming could take any further action, in the distance, a monstrous blood wave fell.

The magic power is incomparable, the blood is boundless, like the wind and clouds rushing into the sky, and like thunder opening mountains and rivers, one after another boundless waves, bloody and terrible, one after another pressed down.

In Han Xuanming's hand, the silver spirit was blazing, flashing out tens of millions of sword rays, like the morning glow breaking through the haze, blooming with unparalleled brilliance, illuminating all blood light.

The long sword slashed into the air, and the silver light was like a dragon and snake coiling in the air, and it was extremely powerful, and it tore out a hideous big mouth directly in the red curtain.

At the same time, Han Xuanming is also always vigilant, guarding against the people who are hidden in the dark.

Sure enough, when another heavy blood curtain was torn apart by Han Xuanming, in the colorful blood light in the sky, the person hidden in the dark finally appeared.

This person is none other than Flesh and Blood.

"Is it him?" Han Xuanming muttered quietly, puzzled in his heart.

At this moment, it is not far from the day of July 15, it stands to reason that the flesh and blood slaughter should not be at the end of the monk's place, prepare everything, how can he appear here?

Could it be that the news of the breaking of the formation had already reached the ears of the knot, so he sent someone to stop it?

Thinking of this, Han Xuanming's heart couldn't help but sink.

At the same time, what made Han Xuanming even more angry was that Liu Yiyi's injury was done by the person in front of her, which almost killed her.

Thinking of that rainy night, thinking of the fallen shadow, the sword move in Han Xuanming's hand, he couldn't help but be a little ruthless again.

However, the moment he raised his eyes, a hurried glance, and a distant scene made Han Xuanming stunned, doubting his eyes, and even the movements of his hands were a little slower.

"That's ......" Han Xuanming actually stopped, forgetting the hatred in his heart and the calamity in front of him, standing in the distance, watching from afar.

In the distance, where the Tree of Life was, a woman stood, covered in crimson, with a bewitching and magnificent aura.

Bright eyes and bright teeth, green silk and soft hair, bright like the rising sun, like a drunken flower in the spring rain. The figure is graceful, the curves are graceful, the almost transparent cloth, the strange and mysterious red, comparable to the sunset in early autumn, can't cover the creamy skin, delicate and smooth.

Looking at it from afar, the whole person is like a blooming flower on the other side!

If you look closely, you can see the charming and enchanting posture, but there is no expression on the face, like a puppet. The eyes are big and moving, but they are empty and boring, and they have lost their human feelings and have no true God.

Behind it, the Tree of Life erupted with an immeasurable breath of life, which flowed continuously, like a great river flowing into the sea, pouring the aura of life into the woman's body.

Looking at such a scene, Han Xuanming's heart fell into a reverie, and the blood light smashed in the distance could be blocked with a sword at any time.

The moment he saw this woman, Han Xuanming had a guess that she was from the Hundred Flowers Valley.

In the previous life, Han Xuanming still had some understanding of the Valley of Hundred Flowers.

Hundred Flowers Valley, there are hundreds of flowers. And a hundred flowers not only refers to a hundred kinds of strange flowers, but also refers to a hundred people, each representing a flower, most of whom are women.

In that life, Baihua Creek, I saw all the flowers, but only on the Huangquan Road, I never saw the flowers on the other side, and my whereabouts were unknown.

But now, the woman in the distance, that kind of temperament, that kind of feeling, is clearly so similar to the other people in Baihuaxi.

She is clearly the flower on the other side who disappeared for no reason!

However, looking at her current appearance, her eyes were distracted, dull as a clay sculpture, even if it was the tree of life, such a majestic breath of life was infused, and she did not see the slightest reaction, it was no different from a corpse.

"Isn't it...... Already dead?" Han Xuanming frowned and made such a speculation.

"But why is she here?" Han Xuanming was puzzled.

"You fart! I don't want you to say she's dead!"

Somehow, hearing Han Xuanming's words, Flesh Tu began to shout hysterically, and the sound was so loud that it almost broke Han Xuanming's eardrums.

At this moment, the flesh and blood slaughter was like crazy, his hair was scattered, his eyes were full of blood, and he was carrying a bloody knife in his hand, slashing in the direction of Han Xuanming.

"She's not dead!" Flesh Slaughter screamed, the bloody knife in his hand, piercing the sky.

"Dang!"

A terrible metallic trill, shaking millions of rivers and mountains, turned into a circle of demonic sounds, and spread into the distance, making the land that had already been burned black again dilapidated.

"Is he crazy?"

After catching such a move, Han Xuanming was a little surprised, and felt that his arm was numb, as if he had hit a big mountain.

However, all this did not make Han Xuanming worry at all, because the tricks of the flesh and blood slaughter were unorganized, and Han Xuanming was sure that he would lose this time.

"She's not dead! The master said she would come back to life! The master said he had a way!"

She ...... Not...... Yes...... Die!" The words of the flesh and blood slaughter, word by word, every syllable fell, and a brilliant blade slashed.

Han Xuanming's movements also became mechanical and single, because there was no need to make any more moves. He just kept raising his hand to block the blade falling from his head.

Han Xuanming kept retreating, even though the other party's movements became extremely monotonous, but the strength was really great, making him feel a little struggling.

Such a change was beyond Han Xuanming's expectations.

Raising the sword in his hand again, the suspicion in Han Xuanming's heart became heavier and heavier.

What the hell was going on with Flesh Slaughter? What was the relationship between him and that woman? Just a dead word, how could it make him so crazy?

"Could it be that these two people have loved?"

At this moment, Han Xuanming felt that he was a little frightened by his own thoughts, and called it impossible.

That woman is the flower of the other side, the goddess of Baihuaxi, high and unattainable, like the stars in the sky, a bright pearl. And the flesh slaughterer is nothing more than a butcher, to put it mildly, a pig killer.

Is it really possible for two people like this?

What's more, there have always been rules in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, and women in the valley cannot be combined with men from the outside world. This is like an iron law, no one can transgress it, and whoever violates it will be punished by heaven.

As if to verify the conjecture in his heart, between attack and defense, Han Xuanming drew a sword in the direction of the woman.

"Phew!"

A silver light, like Bai Lian hanging in the air, the speed was not very fast, but the landing point was extremely accurate, and it rushed towards the direction of the woman.

"No!

At this moment, the flesh slaughter was even more crazy. One step down, the force is so great that the ground is turbulent, like being smashed by a meteorite, blooming into immeasurable cracks, fragments and pieces.

The flesh slaughter was like a meteor soaring into the sky, and it swept away quickly.

"Bang!"

Without any suspense, Flesh Tu blocked the blow, but he was injured by the sword qi, a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell out in embarrassment, lying on the ground, and struggled to get up.

"He can obviously catch this blow......" Han Xuanming muttered, his eyebrows furrowed.

This move, Han Xuanming obviously did not do his best, with the strength of flesh and blood, he could completely receive it. However, in a hurry, he directly confronted with his physical body, which was really unexpected.

"Is that really the case?" Han Xuanming took two steps, and what he saw in front of him was dumbfounded.

"It shouldn't be......" Han Xuanming muttered, slowly raised the sword in his hand, and slashed out again in the direction of the woman, tentatively.

As expected, Flesh Slaughter once again went mad, lunging there, spewing out a mouthful of blood foam, shouting, "No!

"Looks like that's right......"

Having witnessed all this with his own eyes, no matter how stupid Han Xuanming was, he should have guessed that the relationship between these two people was absolutely extraordinary.

Looking at the almost demonic man, Han Xuanming's eyes narrowed slightly, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes, revealing a cruel smile.

Such an expression made people shudder to see it, and a vicious chill emerged from the depths of their hearts and spread wantonly.

Han Xuanming said to himself coldly: "Although it's not too good to do this, as long as you can win, it's fine." What's more, there is no need to pay attention to morality when dealing with this kind of person......"

"You hurt Yiyi, I will attack her now, you should have no complaints, right?"

Han Xuanming had no mercy, his eyes became more and more cold, the light in his eyes was cold, and his evil smile was terrifying.

The sword in his hand was raised to eye level, and the hand holding the sword slowly loosened. With a wave of his big hand, he drew a brilliant trajectory, and the Supreme Divine Sword began to split.

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", ......

The sound of the sword is sonorous, and thousands of heavenly swords are transformed, like a tree of flourishing pear blossoms blooming, and the brilliant silver divine light fills the entire void, blazing and bright, complex and complex.

"Go!"

With two fingers pointing to the sky, a slight hook of his fingertips, a cold face, with a cold smile, and endless cold air circulating around his body.

The infinite silver sword, as if a prosperous curtain is ending, flying all over the sky, crystal and gorgeous, dreamy and romantic, but with a cold killing machine, drowned away.

"No!"