Chapter 9 A rainstorm and a pear blossom fall

The fierce light was endless, and the sword and sword qi were overwhelming, like a heavy rainstorm falling, splitting and smashing the ancient trees that had grown in the forest for hundreds of thousands of years.

"Chase me! Don't let them run away!" the flesh butcher shouted, jumped over, chased after the front, shook his hand and slashed down with a shocking blood, and headed in the direction of the three of them.

"Stupid fox, what have you done? It's really not enough to succeed, more than enough to fail!" Han Xuanming cursed and fled, running towards the deepest part of the forest.

The little fox didn't care, rubbed his eyes, and was even a little confused, squatted on Han Xuanming's head, changed it to lying cross-legged, and yawned.

The little fox said in a lazy voice: "You run first, I won't accompany you first, when will you run out, when will you call me!"

With that, the little fox turned into a ray of light and disappeared, entering Han Xuanming's inner space.

For the little fox's behavior, Han Xuanming almost wanted to scold his mother, but at this moment, time did not allow, so he could only run for his life with all his might.

Behind Han Xuanming, the terrifying ferocity was surging, and the dazzling blood was like a rushing and roaring river, constantly boiling, rushing towards Han Xuanming.

With a "whoosh", the knife light almost grazed Han Xuanming's ears, making his heart palpitate and be worried.

While running, Liu Yiyi approached in the direction of Han Xuanming and asked, "What should we do?" This forest is too big, there are too many people on the other side, and if you want to escape, I'm afraid it's not easy!"

Han Xuanming replied: "I remember, a little farther away, there is a dilapidated ancient temple, let's run faster, try to get rid of these guys, and go into the temple to hide." ”

As he spoke, the magic light burned like a fire, and the blazing blood flashed, like the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder fell, destroying all things, extinguishing vitality, and drowning like a tidal wave.

The two separated, dodging the falling knife light, Liu Yiyi hid towards the dense forest, while Han Xuanming tried to move in the direction of Lekang, wanting to inform him of the situation.

"Senior brother, come with me, there is an ancient temple in front of you, you can temporarily avoid the limelight. Han Xuanming whispered.

"Good!" Le Kang replied, but he didn't have time to catch his breath, so he exclaimed, "Oh no!

"Boom!"

Overhead, dark clouds drifted in, black as ink, obscuring the moonlight in the sky. Thousands of acres of thunder and light fell like fireworks in winter, piercing the darkness and lighting up the night sky.

A heavy rainstorm is really coming!

In the darkness, brilliant thunder illuminates everything.

In front of the three of them, there were hundreds of faces, like ghosts, smiling viciously, fiercely, hideously, and cruelly, revealing cold eyes.

"Kill!"

Hundreds of people impacted, and one after another brilliant swords split the sky, and the electric light in the sky reflected each other, illuminating the world. The brilliant and endless cold light, the chill that penetrates people's muscles and bones, spreads out, and it is terrifying.

The huge shadow of the knife fell, directly splitting an old tree in half. Pity the ancient tree that has grown for thousands of years, and it suffers from this, as if it is made of mud, and cannot withstand any blow.

Han Xuanming wanted to retreat, and took a few steps back, but found that there was no way back.

In the rear, the pursuers have arrived.

"Kill!"

A large group of people, like hungry tigers pounced on food, desperately waved the sword in their hands, and rushed towards this place.

"Boom!"

A dazzling sword appeared in this space, bursting out with the most dazzling demonic light, like a sky net, rushing towards Han Xuanming's standing place, pressing down.

Han Xuanming swung his sword, and the sword light was fierce, leaving several afterimages in the void, and the afterimages turned into more than ten physical long swords, like a rain of arrows, slashing towards the sword light, and the attack was fierce.

The flesh slaughter leader was at the front, holding a terrifying and terrifying murderous knife, and it slammed down on Han Xuanming.

A shocking burst of blood, as if it was about to tear the void, terrifying energy exploded, and a piece of sword light could completely shatter the space and slash towards Han Xuanming's chest.

"Dang!"

Han Xuanming greeted him with his sword, and the silver spirit moved forward, spinning rapidly, forming a brilliant light curtain, making the entire space become brilliant and colliding with the blood knife.

This time, the two met, sword to sword, eye to eye.

The sword collided, bursting out with a thousand rays of light, and a terrifying wave of qi was launched, the sword qi was blazing, and the blade was sharp, but it couldn't make either of the two take half a step back.

At this moment, it seems that only these two people are left in the world to confront each other.

"Boom!"

Lightning is shining, and the rain is falling!

This rainstorm, which had been brewing for an unknown amount of time, finally fell at this moment.

The endless rain curtain enveloped the entire mountain, turning the entire mountain forest into a country. The rain poured down and hit people's faces, making people's cheeks hurt.

In the heavy rain, a life-and-death competition is being staged.

Flesh Butcher held the knife in his right hand and swung it forward, the blood shining brightly. The blazing sword seems to be connected to the lightning in the sky, like a beam of light that reaches the sky, and the mountains tremble.

At the same time, more people were rushing in this direction, surrounding Han Xuanming and them, and wanted to take advantage of the rainy night to kill them in this dense forest.

In the dark night, in the pouring rain, Han Xuanming stepped forward and attacked fiercely.

In this life, it is no longer like the previous life, on the road of cultivation, although he does not dare to say that the road is smooth, but Han Xuanming is confident, at this moment, he will definitely not lose to the person in front of him.

This person, to put it nicely, called him a flesh and blood slaughter, he is a butcher, to put it mildly, he is actually a pig killer, but he is just a bloody knife in his hand, and he has become the minions of the demon monk.

In the previous life, he was injured by him, this time, how can he be defeated again?

In the midst of lightning and thunder, Han Xuanming rushed towards the flesh slaughter, and the silver spirit in his hand burst out with brilliant silver light. The terrifying sword light pierced through the lightning in the sky, falling like divine thunder.

At the same time as Han Xuanming fought wildly, not far away, the other two fierce battles were staged together. Lekang and Liu Yiyi are both besieged by dozens of people and are fighting the trapped beasts.

Lekang was blazing, bursting out with an immeasurable amount of golden brilliance, and the whole person was like a star, suspended in mid-air, illuminating a nearby area.

The sword was shining, and the sword was shining, drawing a chaotic trajectory in mid-air, like a net, all towards the place where Lekang was, covering the past.

But these swords that came from him couldn't get close to Lekang's three-foot range, and they were all around him, crumbling inch by inch and turning into ashes.

Lekang is extraordinary, like a god standing in the void, his hair is flying, his eyes are like torches, his body is full of blazing light, and his figure is extremely tall.

A big hand fell, and the golden light transformed, and it was really like a god, summoning a star, and smashing it down on the head and face of a person below.

Although they were under siege and there were a large number of them, these people were actually just second-rate miscellaneous soldiers, where were Lekang's opponents, and where had they seen such a formation, they were frightened and retreated.

"Boom!"

The superstar fell, and immediately smashed a huge black hole in the ground. The earth cracked, shook violently, undulated, and there were a lot of cracks.

This blow was avoided by the man and did not hit directly, but the people around him suffered.

The earth shook violently, as if an earthquake had come, and how could they stand firm, and one by one they fell.

Liu Yiyi also fought fiercely in the flying, like a fairy resisting the wind.

A thunderbolt flashed, shining on her snow-white and flawless face, and her eyes were bright, like the rendering of stars in the sky, as if carved by beautiful jade in the world. The hair is scattered, clear and elegant, like pear blossoms, blooming between the spring rain.

The heavy rain poured down, rushing down, but it couldn't get close to Liu Yiyi's body. In the dark rain curtain, Liu Yiyi was covered in holy light, although the heavy rain was endless, but he could not wet his clothes.

Liu Yiyi is like a fairy in Lingbo, and like a dancing elf, dancing in the world.

The bare hand was raised, and the white jade arm waved, and a large piece of holy brilliance erupted, and the Yao people couldn't open their eyes.

All around, countless people were besieging, swarming up, slashing and slashing the sword light and sword rays that made their debut, like a big net that hit the sky.

It's a pity that Liu Yiyi's posture is really light, and no matter how much the opponent has a thousand thoughts and means, there is no way to get close to her, and she has no choice but to grit her teeth and stomp her feet in place.

Between the fluttering dances, Liu Yiyi gradually approached in the direction of Han Xuanming.

In Han Xuanming's hand, the silver spirit burst out with a ray of light, and the brilliant divine radiance, like a meteor across the sky, illuminated the earth, and slashed towards the blood knife, and then let out a trembling sound of "dang".

The flesh butcher held the blood knife in his hand to greet him, but the force of this blow was too great, causing him to retreat a few steps later, his arms were numb, his ears were "buzzing", and the qi and blood in his body were churning.

Han Xuanming wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but unfortunately, there were too many people around him, so that he was flawless and unable to pounce on the flesh and blood slaughter.

All around, there was a sound of "ping-pong" weapons, and a large number of people and horses besieged him, rushing towards Han Xuanming together.

In the distance, the flesh and blood slaughter was also unwilling, the blood knife was sheng, and a tragic aura erupted, bursting out like an abyss and a sea, slashing down at Han Xuanming's head.

Han Xuanming didn't resist hard, he moved sideways, avoiding the bloody knife that had slashed, and stabbed forward with the silver spirit, as fast as lightning, piercing the frontal bone of the flesh and blood.

Flesh Tu fell backwards and flashed, making the sword in Han Xuanming's hand unable to get close. But he never thought that Han Xuanming's right hand shook, and the sword in his hand exploded, and in an instant, the long sword seemed to grow by three feet.

Such a change of events, contrary to the surprise of the flesh slaughter, instead of meeting the attack, flew away, hiding in the darkness and hiding.

The crowd around them surrounded again, and a trap and killing unfolded again.

The fierce fighting, I don't know how long it lasted, in this process, the flesh slaughter never appeared again, always hiding in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity, looking for an opportunity.

Finally, between Han Xuanming's swing of the sword, Flesh Tu felt that the time had come, so he didn't hesitate any longer, and a killing light came out of the world.

Han Xuanming came back to his senses in a daze, but found that the blood had arrived, and there was no way to avoid it!

In a trance, Han Xuanming even froze, his feet couldn't help but move. Such a scene made him frightened, and secretly said: "It's over!"

However, in the next moment, unexpectedly, a shadow appeared, bearing a knife for Han Xuanming.

Everything happened between the lightning and flint, and Lekang, who was in the distance, had obviously seen everything, but he didn't have time to react, he couldn't catch up, and he couldn't come to the rescue.

"Yiyi!" Han Xuanming shouted, it was almost a shock, shattering the sky and dark clouds, like a desperate lone wolf howling miserably, making people's hearts palpitate.

An arrow step, rushing forward.

Holding the beauty in his arms, Han Xuanming knelt on the ground and howled to the sky: "Yiyi!"

The boundless rain curtain fell, the torrential rain covered the miserable cry, and the tears had flowed, but at this moment, it was no longer clear whether it was tears or rain, only that both were on the face, wanton flowing.

A rainstorm of pear blossoms falls, and the spring dream is like ink at night. When the thunder and wind rise, the waves will fall.