The flowers are warm and fragrant, but they still have consciousness, but they are not proficient in mastering them.

Ever since he entered the Martial Green Realm, he has gradually explored the characteristics of the Divine Flower.

The handsome young man's calm face couldn't help but get excited, "You have a divine flower in your body?!"

Dong Qian hugged the black ball, her eyes widened, and she stammered, "God...... Divine Flower!"

She couldn't believe her eyes, the strength of this flower heart book (shēn) was already very strong, but she didn't expect that there was a divine flower in her body.

All her treasures combined are not comparable to a divine flower, how can this kind of person be a loose cultivator, it must come from a big force, and it is a top-level big force.

It is very likely that it is a newly rising force that does not have much fame, otherwise she would not have heard of Huaxin.

The handsome young man said stupidly: "What kind of divine flower is in your body?"

It was difficult to calm its excited heart, and at first it felt that it was very complementary (shēn) to eat this little ghost of the Martial Green Realm, but it didn't expect the divine flower to descend from the sky, and it encountered an extraordinarily great harvest.

The warm and fragrant skin of the flower turned to steel in an instant, and it turned bright and dark black.

The handsome boy was ignored and did not get angry, "Today (rì) let me see the power of the divine flower." ”

The next moment, the teenager disappeared at the same time as the young man.

Dong Qian immediately hugged the black ball and ran away.

"Bang—"

Countless winds suddenly dispersed to the surrounding area, and the dead trees within a radius of several miles were razed to the ground.

One green and one green are fiercely entangled in the air, and after the flowers are warm and fragrant, they can already take off to fight.

The handsome young man was ecstatic, like a crazy demon, this is the divine flower, obviously two realms lower than himself, but he can fight with himself.

Its eyes are longing and greedy.

Hua Wenxiang only felt that there was an endless amount of blood and soul qi in his body, and his body was as strong as King Kong was not bad, this feeling was too wonderful, and it was definitely not something that the monks of the Martial Green Realm could have.

The handsome young man transformed the blood soul sword in his hand, and used the sword to fight, and the swordsmanship was fierce and fierce.

The flower is warm and fragrant, and the Danqing Blood Soul Sword is struck at (shēn), and it can't hurt the slightest bit.

Use the wish fist as a boxing fight, and fold the fist crazily.

Dong Qian ran three miles away, still feeling a huge amount of qi fluttering (shēn), and she continued to run away with the black ball in her arms.

As soon as the warm and fragrant divine flower appeared, it could not be said that the situation was reversed, but it barely allowed the group to increase their chances of winning.

The swordsmanship of the handsome boy is not low, and he looks like self (shēn), all of them are cold, and each sword is a direct hit.

Hua Wenxiang's fine iron physique made his (shēn) physical fitness get a qualitative leap, but at this time, he was indeed a little weaker than when he was out of control.

The handsome young man muttered, "Refined Iron Flower?"

As far as it knew, this divine flower already had an owner, so why did it still appear on this little ghost (shēn), could it be ......

Hua Wenxiang is willing to punch the hundredth fist, plus a powerful punch, and hit the hundred-year-old murderer in human form.

The handsome young man resisted with the Blood Soul Sword, and the entire sword shattered in an instant, and Hua Wenxiang's punch still never stopped, hitting the big murderer (shēn) firmly.

"Bang—"

The handsome young man fell sharply, and a deep pit suddenly appeared, shaking for miles and miles.

The dust was all over the sky, and the handsome boy covered his mouth (xiōng) and spat out a large mouthful of black blood, and he slowly stood up (shēn) and coughed heavily.

Hua Wenxiang didn't give the other party time to breathe, and the one hundred and first fist hit the humanoid murderer.

"Bang!"

There was another loud bang, and the handsome young man crossed his hands and protected his head, which was able to block the punch.

Its legs were bent and it was on the verge of falling to its knees.

Hua Wenxiang kept punching, punch after punch, and the handsome boy gradually couldn't parry.

The handsome boy gave birth to the Bloody Soul Sword again, and then to Hua Wenxiang's surprise, it actually pierced his abdomen with the sword.

The black blood infected the Danqing Blood Soul Sword, dyeing the sword black and cyan, and not a drop of blood that came out during the period was wasted, and it was all integrated into the Blood Soul Sword.

The handsome young man drew the blood soul sword from his abdomen, and the wound slowly healed.

Hua Wenxiang was slightly stunned and came up again, but after his fist touched the black and cyan blood soul sword, he was suddenly obviously defeated, and he was suddenly sent flying more than a mile away.

The young man's face (yīn) was dark, his eyes were dim, his sword intent soared, the cold sword qi filled the radius for several miles, the sky darkened, and a slight vision of heaven and earth slowly appeared, dark clouds came densely, and there was a faint thunder and lightning hidden in it.

Hua Wenxiang no longer waited, and sprinted away directly.

With a powerful punch, he used all his strength, but when he was one step away from the big murderer, the flowers of the warm and fragrant eyes of the flowers suddenly disappeared, and the dark skin returned to its original appearance, and even the Zhou (shēn) martial green qi almost disappeared.

For some reason, the young man suddenly felt weak, collapsed to the ground, and always felt that his body was out of control, and the next moment, every muscle of the whole (shēn) was like a pinprick stinging.

The young man is no longer handsome, but has become evil and dark, staring at the flowers under his feet without feeling (qíng), and can trample them to death at will as long as he wants.

Dong Qian and Hei Qiu'er heard no movement in the distance, probably because the battle was over, but they couldn't guess what the outcome would be.

She was hesitating whether to go over and find out now. If you go, if you win, everyone will be happy, and if you lose, you won't be able to leave.

The humanoid murderer stepped on Hua Wenxiang's head, and the blood soul sword wrapped in sword qi pierced his (xiōng) chamber with a sword.

Blood spread quickly on the young man's back.

The humanoid murderer stretched out a hand and slowly poked at Hua Wenxiang's heart.

The pointed fingers pressed against the shirt, gradually invading **, and the blood slowly spilled out, soaking the shirt.

Hua Wenxiang was covered in cold sweat (shēn), his face was full of pain, and he was unconscious, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, so he had to wait desperately for death to come.

Sharp nails are just over an inch from the heart.

Suddenly, the air seemed to freeze, everything around became quiet, and a domineering aura of slaughter swept over the sky.

A spear burst through the air, tearing the earth apart, and a deep pit within a radius of more than a mile suddenly appeared.

The humanoid man dodged the blow, and his entire arm was directly shaken into mud by the spear.

Hua Wenxiang was shaken away by the qi, and then rolled down the ramp of the deep pit to the lowest point in the center.

The spear slanted into the ground, glowing silver.

The guns arrived, but no one was in sight.

The humanoid murderer gasped, it didn't matter if one arm was broken, it was just that the Gang Qi carried by the spear drilled into its body, cramping the blood and soul qi in its body, making it painful.

It wasted the power of nine oxen and two tigers, and slowly (bī) out that gang qi with blood and soul qi.

The flowers are warm and fragrant, and all this happened too suddenly.

From time to time, a tall middle-aged man turned into a rainbow, this person is very popular, and the aura (bī) person is standing between the flower and the fragrance of flowers and the hundred-year-old murderer, like a god of war, strong and invincible.

The hundred-year-old murderer was completely shocked by his aura, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

Hua Wenxiang used the afterglow of her eyes to see the middle-aged man's face.

This is a familiar face, Hua Wenxiang has had several encounters with him on the side of Xuanyun Temple.

One of Shengchang's two generals, Long Weiguo.

And the spear stuck in the ground is undoubtedly the twelve weapons of the earth, the "Soul Breaking Spear".

At this time, the black ball was running forward, and Dong Qian chased back and came this way.

When there was no movement here just now, Hei Qiu'er was worried to death, Dong Qian said to wait, but it couldn't wait, jumped directly from her arms and ran wildly.

The woman saw the tall (shēn) figure at a glance, and then, as if she had seen a savior, her heart suddenly relaxed.

Long Weiguo also saw the woman, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Dong Qian shouted loudly: "Uncle Long, why are you here!"

After seeing Long Weiguo, Hei Qiu'er also saw some hope, he didn't know the strength of this tall and middle-aged man, but when he was in Xuanyun Mountain, he felt that this person was very powerful.

Long Weiguo ignored the century-old murderer next to him and asked Dong Qian, "You ran out of the academy again?"

Dong Qian smiled and didn't speak.

It seems that this desperate situation has been completely reversed, and as soon as Uncle Long comes, let alone a century-old murderer, even if he comes again, it will be fine.

Long Weiguo said: "I was passing by here, and I happened to hear the movement here, so I came over to take a look. ”

He never expected to meet Hua Wenxiang in this dry forest, let alone Dong Qian, this little girl should be in Fengzhao thousands of miles away at this time.

Hei Qiu'er ran to the side of Hua Wenxiang (shēn) and said hurriedly, "Are you okay?"

Hua Wenxiang, who was full of blood (shēn), smiled bitterly: "Except for some pain, it's nothing serious." ”

(End of chapter)