Chapter 7 Blessings are incomparable, and disasters are not singular

After thinking about it, Wu Jingshu said again: "Of course, in addition, the slave family is very interested in the reason for the rapid progress of the son, and I hope that the son will tell me." ”

Wu Jingshu said, saluting gently, with a smile in her eyes, and when she smiled, she made Baihua ashamed.

Looking at the opponent in front of him, Han Xuanming's heart was filled with a deep chill. This woman, her appearance, looks like she is pleading, but in fact it is persecution, and Han Xuanming has no other choice at all.

"Don't be delusional, I won't tell you anything!" Han Xuanming said coldly, "Before the last moment, who wins and who loses, it's not certain!"

Although he was reckless, at this time, deep in his heart, Han Xuanming was already thinking about a way to escape. Recklessness for a while, there is no meaning, the coming days are long, and the mountains and rivers meet.

The Rosemary Forest, with cumulus clouds and fog all year round, and the white gas waving everywhere, provided a natural barrier for Han Xuanming, and as far as the eye could see, it was only a few steps away.

It's a great place to escape!

"As long as I can find a way to distance myself from this woman, I will definitely be able to run away in this rosemary forest. Han Xuanming said secretly in his heart.

"Is that so?" Wu Jingshu asked with a smile, her eyes accompanied by a layer of brilliant brilliance.

She walked up again, her black hair like clouds, green silk fluttering, her skin smooth and fair, and her eyes full of water. Up and down his body, shrouded in a layer of purple smoke, very demonic.

Wu Jingshu spoke: "Since the son is unwilling to cooperate, then the slave family has no choice but to use force." ”

With both arms stretched, more than a dozen streamers rolled up like waves again, surging in. Above the streamer, there was a purple glow of smoke, containing endless killing aura.

"I'm afraid you won't make it!" Although he knows that he is not an opponent, his momentum cannot be weak.

Han Xuanming threw the silver spirit in his hand, and the silver spirit was powerful, like a silver lightning bolt. In mid-air, the silver spirit transformed, splitting out more than ten long swords, like a sword rain ending, and went towards Wu Jingshu together.

Wu Jingshu's eyes froze, and she stood in place and didn't move, but her two jade arms waved, dancing the streamers in the air. The streamers were all over the sky, moving with Wu Jingshu's hands, just like the fingers of the arm, and the flexibility was abnormal.

Dancing with streamers, Wu Jingshu moved in the sky and waved her hands. The sky is full of silk, like a big net formed, encircling more than ten heavenly swords, and they can't get out.

With streamers in both hands, Wu Jingshu stirred hard, and the big net was instantly tightened, tying more than a dozen long swords together. With a flick of his hand, there was a silver light, and all the long swords fell to the ground.

And in the distance of Wu Jingshu, Han Xuanming had already seen the opportunity, and while she was fighting with those swords, she quietly retreated, gradually leaving her sight.

Seeing that those swords were shot down by Wu Jingshu, Han Xuanming immediately stomped his feet, jumped up, and quickly fled into the distance. At the same time, he stretched out his hand in mid-air and made a move backwards, and the silver spirit broke through the air and returned to his hand.

"Goodbye, next time we meet, we must recover today's debt!" Han Xuanming's smug voice came.

"Not good!"

Wu Jingshu's eyes were condensed, her phoenix eyes were full of anger, she was in the middle of the secret way, her body was like a spirit butterfly flying, her speed was unbelievably fast, and she chased in the direction of Han Xuanming's escape.

Although the speed was fast, Wu Jingshu understood that in this Rosemary Forest, the clouds were covered with fog, and there was a white expanse everywhere, and once Han Xuanming's trace was lost, it would be difficult to find him again.

"Bang!"

What Wu Jingshu didn't expect was that in the fog in the distance, Han Xuanming actually fell out by himself, like a tattered sack, falling to the ground, extremely embarrassed.

Seeing this situation, Wu Jingshu fell from the sky, looked at Han Xuanming who fell to the ground, her phoenix eyes frowned slightly, full of puzzlement, and muttered, "What...... I just fell out?"

Just as Wu Jingshu was thinking, from her right hand, a figure walked out of the rolling clouds.

Dressed in blood, sad and beautiful, it seems to be dyed with the blood of countless living beings. A pair of eyes, as if covered with blood mist, are extremely terrifying and terrifying.

The man came with his hands behind his back and walked to Wu Jingshu's side.

This person is none other than Seven Kills!

A few days ago, he and Leng Yan, Leng Yu, Lan Xinyi, Feilong and other four people, because of the snow and dew, came to the Rosemary Forest together, but due to the fog, several people had already been separated.

Not long ago, Seven Kills was walking in the ancient forest in the mist, but suddenly found that someone seemed to be following, so they chased the person away, but there was no trace of him.

Although it felt like they were deliberately luring him here, Seven Kills didn't give up tracking.

Walking to the vicinity of Xuexin Spring, Seven Kills suddenly heard that there was a sound of fighting not far away, so he heard it. In fact, at the beginning of the battle between the two, Seven Kills had already discovered and had been secretly observing.

Seeing that the person who came was seven killings, Wu Jingshu's frowning brows stretched, greeted him with a smile, and waved his head with a smile, with the brightness of a hundred flowers.

Of course, although there was a smile on her face, Wu Jingshu's heart was actually extremely disgusted, and she said secretly: "Why is this killing god? Originally, I wanted to swallow those good things alone, but now it seems that I am afraid that it will not be possible!"

Wu Jingshu smiled like a flower, walked to the side of Seven Kills, and greeted: "It turns out that it is Brother Seven Kills, I haven't seen you for a long time, I don't know how everything is going recently?"

Seven Kills glanced at Wu Jingshu, turned his head to look at Han Xuanming who fell to the ground, and said coldly: "Not good!"

"Yo, who provoked our Seven Killing Brothers, such a big anger?" Wu Jingshu asked.

Seven Kills said: "You know about the Seven Star Gate, right?"

Wu Jingshu said: "The vision of the sky, the divine sword came out, this matter is so widely spread, how can the slave family not know? It's just that there is someone in the palace who is responsible for this matter, and the slave family doesn't know the specific details." ”

"A few days ago, the slave family had entered the Rosemary Forest, and what happened inside the Seven Star Gate was still very unclear. Why, in whose hands did the legendary sword fall?"

Hearing this, Seven Kills snorted coldly, the cold temperament around his body was swirling, and a pair of pupils became as terrifying as the tip of a needle, creepy, and shuddering.

Seeing the expression of Seven Kills, Wu Jingshu's curiosity in her heart became even stronger, and she asked again: "Strange, even if you don't get that sword, Brother Seven Kills, shouldn't it be like this?"

Seven Kills snorted coldly again, his pupils contracted, and he gritted his teeth and said, "That sword...... It's still in the Seven Star Gate, and no one has taken it away!"

"Oh no!"

Wu Jingshu was full of surprise, feeling unbelievable, and asked: "The Seven Stars Gathering, the world's heroes are here, and there are people from several families, even if those few don't arrive, it shouldn't be such a result!"

"Seven Star Sect, a small sect in decline......"

Speaking of this, a cold light flashed in Wu Jingshu's eyes, and something came to mind in her mind, and she was surprised: "The Heavenly Tribulation Sword was born...... Could it be that there is something amazing about this Seven Star Gate?!"

"That's it. Seven Kills explained to Wu Jingshu what happened in the Seven Star Gate that day.

While the two were talking, Han Xuanming's side.

He was originally flying in mid-air, fleeing quickly, and was about to escape from danger, but he never thought that a blood light would shoot out coldly, directly slashing him in the chest, knocking him to the ground.

The force of this blow was too great, and Han Xuanming was defenseless, just like a rotten watermelon, he fell to the ground, extremely miserable, and almost fainted.

The little fox came over and licked Han Xuanming's cheek with his tongue, so that Han Xuanming gradually became clear.

The little white fox's big eyes were bright, revealing the brilliance of spirituality, lowered his head, and asked quietly: "Are you okay? What should you do next? Can you run away?"

Han Xuanming didn't answer, he tried to stand up, staring into the distance, his pupils couldn't help but shrink suddenly, and he didn't feel good in his heart, how did he run into this guy.

He recognized the Seven Killings at a glance, and thought of the scenes at the Seven Star Event, this guy is by no means invincible to Han Xuanming, he is undoubtedly a god, compared to Wu Jingshu, only stronger than weak!

It's really a house leak that happened to rain overnight, with Han Xuanming's strength, it was already difficult to run away in Wu Jingshu's hands, and the seven kills appeared at this time.

"What should I do?" This is the only thing Han Xuanming is thinking about at this moment.

Not far away, when he saw Han Xuanming get up, the blood light in the eyes of the Seven Kills flashed, filled with a layer of terrifying blood mist, and he said inwardly: "If you can't beat that old horseman, you can only find some confidence in his apprentice." ”

"Seven Killing Brothers, how are you going to prepare?" Wu Jingshu asked with a smile.

"In my opinion, first remove his left hand, and then cut off his right foot, so that I can vent the hatred in my heart!" Seven Kills laughed coldly, and the blood in his eyes became more and more brilliant.

"Is this a little too bloody? Although he was saying that he didn't like it, the expression on Wu Jingshu's face was not like this at all.

"What then?" Seven Kills asked, "This kid from the Seven Star Gate really makes me unhappy!"

The unscrupulous dialogue between the two completely treated Han Xuanming as a fish on the chopping board, which was a kind of contempt that came out of his bones, without the slightest regard for the two sides in the same position.

In their eyes, the current Han Xuanming is tantamount to a dead man.

"In this way, it is better to give him a chance to cut himself than to tell the truth and let people say that the two of us are bullying the small with the big and the small with the more. Wu Jingshu smiled coldly, as if she were a hundred flowers.

Han Xuanming's eyes were cold, and he looked at the two people opposite him without saying a word.

Seven Kills said indifferently and cruelly: "Do you hear that? Let you kill yourself, don't hurry up and do it, you really have to wait for me to do it in a while, but it's not as simple as dying!"

Han Xuanming was extremely silent, standing like a dead wood fossil, motionless, staring at the two people opposite, the hatred in his eyes was not concealed at all.

"Hehe......" Seven Kills was happy, and pressed in the direction of Han Xuanming step by step, and said cruelly: "It seems that I have to dirty my hands!"

Seven kills swooped in, and shot fiercely, his right hand slashed out in the shape of a steel knife, and his palm was surrounded by blood, flashing cold light.

Han Xuanming greeted him with a silver spirit, and the long sword slashed like a silver lightning bolt, slashing towards the palm of the Seven Kills. However, the palm of the Seven Kills is simply terrifying, and under one blow, I am afraid that it can split the mountain and break the mountain.

"Bang!"

The sound like the impact of gold and stone sounded, and the silver spirit in Han Xuanming's hand was easily split away by the Seven Kills, drawing an arc and falling into the distance.

Seven Kills' eyes narrowed into a slit, and he said cruelly: "Today, you can't live!"