"You'd better see what is going on, if you go on like this, and wait until the other monks come over, this is the place where you and I are buried. ”

After Jian Seventy-two finished speaking coldly, he walked to the side and clasped his hands on his chest and ignored Liu Xunxiang, Liu Xunxiang looked at him and smiled dumbly, and said, "I am suddenly very curious about this face under your mask. ”

"The disciples of the Maha Sword Prison will either die or never take off their masks, if you are curious, you can try it. Sword Seventy-Two's words were resolute and cold.

Liu Xunxiang shook his head, didn't speak, but continued to stare at the stone thorn in front of him, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the lines on the stone, and looked at the sword next to him Seventy-two was a little suspicious that he was looking for the wrong person.

After a while, Liu Xunxiang looked at Jian Seventy-two on the side and said, "Get ready." ”

"What"

Then, in the puzzled eyes of Jian Seventy-two, Liu Xunxiang moved his right foot back two steps, and his right hand followed the fist and pulled back, and the fist generated a huge suction force to suck the surrounding aura into a small whirlpool, and when the fist was pulled to the fullest, Liu Xunxiang sighed in his heart.

"Forgetful Fist!!"

A punch rushed out, with a resolute intention of death, and the sword seventy-two on the side were a little moved, under what circumstances should this be able to swing such a firm punch.

And the intention has always been, a thousand miles to kill!

The forgetfulness of the fist exploded.

The fist as white as jade slammed straight into the stone thorn in front of him, accompanied by the doubt in Jian Seventy-two's eyes, to disdain, and then to a thick shock.

This huge black and hard stone thorn cracked in response to the sound, the crack was dense like a meridian, and it climbed up the entire stone thorn, and in the next breath, the stone thorn clicked and shattered to the ground.

Liu Xunxiang retracted his fist, turned around and looked at Jian Seventy-two, Jian Seventy-two didn't come back to his senses, and looked at the stone thorns on the ground in a daze, he himself knew very well how hard these stone thorns were, not to mention the broken stone of his own sword, I am afraid that it is already the limit to be able to leave white marks on the stone thorns.

But the white-haired monk named Wu Liang in front of him only used this punch to smash it directly.

"How much cultivation did you use for that punch just now," Jian Seventy-two asked with some bitterness in his voice.

Liu Xunxiang was about to speak, and out of the void in front of him, a figure came out of nowhere, standing not far in front of the two.

This person is burly, with slightly dark skin, a face of Chinese characters, under thick eyebrows, a pair of tiger eyes the size of copper bells, although the eyes are full of exhaustion, but still can't hide the domineering, exclusive momentum for me.

Staring at the two people in front of him, the figure said: "Sword Seventy-two, you forced me out, if you don't give me a reasonable explanation today, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave." ”

"He's just crazy. Jian Seventy-two looked at this man and said to Liu Xunxiang.

Liu Xunxiang nodded, her eyes flashed, and she hugged her fists at Shan Crazy and said, "In Xia Wuliang, I have seen Shan Daoyou." ”

Shan Mad didn't look at him, his eyes were still staring at Jian Seventy-two, in his eyes, this kind of nameless junior was not worth his eyes to look at at at all, but Liu Xunxiang was eyes narrowed, when he met Wu Liang at that time, Wu Liang said that he was a disciple of the Great Wei Overlord Sect, but right now, looking at the single madness of this Overlord Sect, he had never heard of this name at all.

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two of them was a little stiff, Jian Seventy-two opened his mouth and said, "This is not the place to talk, withdraw first." ”

"Very good. Liu Xunxiang said, but seeing that Shan Daoyou was still standing there, his body was not moving, and he didn't look like he was going to leave, and said: "If you don't want to continue to be chased like a lost dog, it's best to keep up, after all, you have to be the only one to clear the scene." ”

After saying that, he and Jian Seventy-two turned into a streamer and flew into the distance, and the eyes of the single mad flickered with anger, and then, his face changed rarely, and he cursed a damn, and then turned into a streamer and chased in the direction of the two.

The two streamers were not far from each other, surrounding each other, and the sound of Sword Seventy-two came out again.

"You haven't told me yet, just one blow, you used a few points of cultivation. ”

Liu Xunxiang was a little helpless, and after this short time of getting along, he found out