Chest pain is not as good as shoulder pain, Jun Cha is very interesting to hold the princess directly into carrying rice, too late to tidy up, so he fled outside with a lost step, and followed by Nanli, who was still messy with feathers.

Out of the wooden house, the eyes were full of broken branches and fallen trees, and a red maple tree within a radius of ten miles had been destroyed, and the remaining two-thirds were in danger.

Without caring much, Jun Cha stepped on the red leaves and fallen branches, and carried his spiritual power to the ground lightly, like a vigorous leopard, and hurriedly fled east with the sound of explosions in his ears.

In the west of the red maple forest, Shi Fu Tu and Ling Lin Han hit the heat, a large piece of maple forest was broken at the waist, scattered, Shi Fu Tu silver hammer hammered out of more than a dozen large holes carved on the earth, the holes are full of red leaves after the burnt smell.

At this time, Shi Yutu carried the refined earth-shattering giant hammer and grinned at the corners of her mouth, looked at Ling Linhan maliciously, wiped the blood on the side of her mouth fiercely, and without saying a word, she directly hammered down and hit Ling Linhan's waist.

If you say you want to break your thin waist, you have to break it!

She could already imagine what Ling Linhan would look like for a while.

How many years have passed, and I can finally kill the source of another personality! Shi Yutu couldn't help but be so ecstatic that her body trembled slightly, and even her originally comfortable throat was a little dry.

The green tendons in his right hand squeezed the sword tightly, even his fingers were slightly white, Ling Linhan, who bowed his head and half-knelt, couldn't see his demeanor clearly, coughed twice, and suddenly couldn't help the churning in his abdomen, and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Two injuries in a row have not healed, Ling Linhan's strength has greatly decreased, and he is in the red maple forest again, and it is a matter of time before he loses.

The shadow of the giant hammer enveloped Ling Linhan, pressing on him with a suffocating coercion, ruthless, cold and hateful to his master.

Bang!

Final word!

The silver hammer carved with wonderful patterns fell to the ground heavily, and a tyrannical force was transmitted from this as the center, forming a ten-mile pit with one point as the center, and suddenly a large red leaf was raised, and the entire red maple forest shook a few times, and the trees fell down with a bang.

The red leaves are flying, and the red maple at this moment stands with a bleak beauty, and the beauty of the ruins is as gorgeous and charming as blood.

The demon beasts within a radius of a hundred miles of this hammer all sensed it, and they were all frightened and fled in a panic, for fear that the battle would affect them.

Jun Cha, who was about to leave the red maple forest, was directly overturned to the ground by this force. Fell a.

Jane Rice Gui faced the ground and ate a handful of dirt, even the black clothes were a little dirty.

Nanli directly did not look like a bird, a few feathers fell, the tail feathers were directly erected, the whole bird was fluttering, and the ruby eyes were full of confusion and grievance.

Jun Cha glanced at Nanli distressedly, got up quickly on the ground, scooped up Jane's rice, gently took Nanli, and continued to escape.

But I never thought that the accident still came.

A fiery bird-like golden light rushed straight at her.

This golden light also starts from the moment when Shi Yu Di hammered Ling Linhan.

After the silver hammer landed, the pressure lasted for a long time. I thought that Ling Linhan would definitely die, but he never thought that under the giant hammer, a golden light would directly shine.

The tough golden light directly lifted the giant hammer and repelled Shi Yutu.

All of a sudden, Ling Linhan below revealed his figure. Ling Linhan's robe had already been torn, revealing his sturdy body, his bronzed skin was covered with golden lines, and the originally cold long sword had also become very hot at this time, and he felt like it would be melted as soon as he got closer.

Ling Linhan raised his eyes, his golden eyes stared at Shi Yudi, and with a swing of his sword, a golden sword qi rushed towards Shi Yudi in mid-air.

Immediately, he released a three-legged golden bird with his will, holding the feathers he had picked up earlier, and the three-legged black bird ran directly to the east of the red maple forest.

Shi Yudi looked at Ling Linhan's appearance at this time, laughed a few times, and tears appeared in the corners of her eyes.

"Ling Linhan, the old lady is still strange that I haven't seen your talent bloodline for a hundred years, it turns out that I inherited the bloodline of the Chiwu clan!"

Holding the sword, Ling Linhan glanced at Shi Yudi indifferently, and looked at the three-legged black bird that was flying, that's right, this black bird is the famous three-legged golden crow.

With a long roar, the three-legged golden crow directly threw down the final little thing and dissipated.

In mid-air, a black dot quickly fell, and if you looked closely, it was Nanli, who had wilted its feathers and was hooked.

Ling Linhan stretched out his hand and firmly grasped Nan Li in his hand, Nan Li, who had wilted, struggled weakly, his head hung softly, and the whole bird was lifeless.

Jun Cha, who came with Jian Rice, saw the wilted Nanli, and immediately felt distressed, put down Jian "Rice", and took out a long knife to stare at Ling Linhan.

"Senior Ling, it can be described as shameless to snatch people's spiritual pets, and playing with spiritual pets can be described as obscene, and the seniors are so shameless and obscene, and they asked their seniors to let Nan Li go. ”

The teacher on the side giggled when she heard what Jun Cha said, "Ling Gou, do you hear it, robbing people's spiritual pets, playing with spiritual pets, shameless and obscene." Don't come back yet!"

With a scolding, Shi Yu sealed the seal, and a spell fell on Jun Cha. "This spell keeps you from harm, you and I kill this dog thing!"

Shi Yutu directly threw the giant hammer in his hand, and one after another spells fell beside Ling Linhan, and the ancient mysterious spell patterns fell from the sky to surround this man with the blood of the Chiwu clan.

There was no emotion in Ling Linhan's indifferent eyes, a small golden prison shrouded Nan Li, he gently placed the cage on the ground, and then raised his sword and rushed towards the spell.

Crackling, Jun Cha listened to the sound of Ling Linhan's collision spell, not to be left behind, and directly threw his existing spirit patterns into it one by one.

Bang!bang!!bang!!

The ice flower exploded, and the frost adhered to Ling Linhan's bronzed skin, cutting through the hard skin.

While drawing the spirit pattern, and relying on the help of Shi Yu's spell, Jun Cha wielded the knife to cut the skin of Ling Linhan, looking for an opportunity to rescue Nanli.

Shi Yudi was naturally not idle, holding a small silver hammer, striking the most vulnerable part of the human body, bringing labor pain to Ling Linhan.

"Jun Cha, if you see Ling Gou's sword moves, you can learn it for me, at least you have to imitate it!"

Shi Yutu gritted her teeth, the talent bloodline of the Chiwu clan can only be used three times in her life, and the talent bloodline that is stimulated each time is extremely powerful, so powerful that it is better than the talent bloodline of any hundred clans.

Jun Cha encouraged to open his eyes in the center of the storm, looking at the wanton wielding sword moves, his eyes were indifferent, as if the lord of heaven and earth was deciding your life and death.

The sword moves were messy and fast, and she didn't have time to look at them, let alone imitate them.

But for the sake of Nanli, for the sake of his own little life, Jun Cha endured the pain and slowly approached Ling Linhan, since he couldn't see clearly, he took a closer look!

"Look for death!"

The indifferent and ruthless voice transmitted Jun Cha's ears, and a heart-rending pain was empowered.

"Ahh

Jun Cha suddenly couldn't help but shout and vented.

The pain couldn't be reduced, but it could be ignored, and the shouting made Jun Cha at least less painful, and began to observe Ling Linhan's sword moves.

One move, one style, one swing and one dance.

For thousands of years, the sword has been fighting, but is the sword more powerful?

Nobody knows.