Chapter 67: The End of the Road.

"Die, shameless boy!" Shan Xiongxing laughed wildly.

Suddenly, a sharp sword roared and pierced Shan Xiongxing's face.

Shan Xiongxing had to retreat, and at the same time he was surprised in his heart.

What a situation!

Where did the sword come from?

In addition to Song Zhong and the others, there are other masters hidden!

Song Zhong not only poisoned him, but also invited a master!

Damn it!

Shan Xiongxing was full of slander, even in the dark of night, he could feel his gloomy face.

This Song is really fucking shameless!

Shan Xiongxing's eyes were fixed on the darkness.

The sword, the blade of the sword was revealed, the tip of the sword reaching his face, and the rest of the place was hidden in the darkness.

Shan Xiongxing secretly rejoiced, fortunately he hid quickly just now, otherwise his life would be lost.

The sword-wielding figure in the darkness gave Shan Xiongxing a familiar feeling.

Seems to have seen it somewhere.

Shan Xiongxing took a closer look, and when he could see the figure in the darkness clearly, he was suddenly shocked.

He didn't even care about Song Zhong, turned around and ran.

Perform light work, step on the chain with both feet, as if walking on the ground.

However, he is not as relaxed as when he came, now he is at the end of his rope, and the immortal drunkenness will soon be all attacked, and he will fall into a state of fatigue at that time.

He never thought that it would be this woman who helped Song Zhong.

But come to think of it, she must have been involved in the death of the assassin he sent before!

Damn Song Zhong, damn Mo Xiaoxuan!

He ran forward, not daring to turn back.

When you turn around, you waste a lot of time.

Mo Xiaoxuan followed him closely!

He could clearly feel that his back was being targeted by a sharp sword.

The sharp sword, like a viper, locked tightly on his body.

"Step... Tread..."

Flying to the opposite side of the Siguo cliff, Shan Xiongxing didn't think much about it and plunged into the mountain road.

After running for five or six breaths, I saw a bush of grass in front of me.

Immediately, like a grasshopper, he threw himself into the grass.

In the grass, he crawled forward with all his might.

The sound of squirming sounded, and Mo Xiaoxuan chased in with a sword.

At this time, he was already lying in the grass, he had no strength, and he couldn't lift the slightest internal strength.

He was like a pregnant woman who had just given birth, very, very weak.

Night sweats kept coming out of his skin, especially the sweat on his forehead, the sweat on his forehead slid down his face and into his eyes, making his eyes very uncomfortable.

He didn't dare to make many moves now, for fear that Mo Xiaoxuan would find him.

It's best that Mo Xiaoxuan doesn't find him!

He wanted to cry at the moment!

He had a deep understanding of what despair is.

In the darkness of the night, the woman with a graceful figure and a beautiful face rummaged through the grass with a sword.

Mo Xiaoxuan obviously saw Shan Xiongxing hiding in the grass, but he couldn't find Shan Xiongxing for a while.

Next to the grass, Song Zhong didn't know when he appeared here.

Song Zhong grew taller, and he saw Mo Xiaoxuan in the grass at a glance.

At this moment, Song Zhong was holding a sword in his left hand and casually tied it with a sackcloth in his right hand.

The linen cloth was tinged with a faint color of blood.

The blood was the blood that had spilled from a broken arm and a bone piercing the skin.

That right hand doesn't seem to be his own!

He actually looked as usual, and there was no pain on his face.

Mo Xiaoxuan turned her head abruptly and found that it was Song Zhong who came.

Song Zhong said: "It's time for the drug effect to attack, he should be out of strength, he can't run far, it should be nearby." ”

Mo Xiaoxuan nodded, and affirmed: "Immortals are drunk and claimed that immortals can also get drunk, and I have never doubted its medicinal effects, I am just a little surprised that this Shan Xiongxing has been able to survive until now." ”

Song Zhong said: "It's good that he is also the master of a hall, and there are resounding titles such as Xiashan Tiger, so he naturally has two brushes." ”

Mo Xiaoxuan said: "Actually, I am more surprised by you. ”

Song finally said: "Me?"

Mo Xiaoxuan said: "That's right, the first time I saw a person with a broken hand, I didn't react at all, as if I was fine." ”

Song Zhong said: "Actually, it hurts, I just don't want to shout out." ”

"Why?"

"It's too motherly..."

Mo Xiaoxuan pursed her lips and continued to search for Shan Xiongxing.

Song Zhong was not stunned, and broke into the grass with a sword in his left hand.

Suddenly, Song Zhong closed his eyes.

In the grass, a breeze blows.

Although Song Zhong closed his eyes, he could also see the shy grass bowing for the breeze.

He could occasionally hear the chirping of insects and, of course, the sound of breathing.

There were a total of three breaths.

One is himself, and the other is Mo Xiaoxuan.

There is another one, presumably Shan Xiongxing.

Song Zhong listened attentively, and when he heard the sound of breathing, he seemed to be able to hear the sound of his heart beating.

His ability to listen and distinguish positions is thanks to Shan Xiongxing.

Shicai Shan Xiongxing's move "Meteor Descending" interrupted his right hand, but at the same time, it also improved his abilities in all aspects.

Especially hearing and sight.

And very importantly, his realm has loosened again.

He is only a little bit away from the top players.

Song Zhong couldn't tell why this was the case.

Maybe this is the second pulse of Ren Du who was opened up by a master.

Then, Song Zhong lowered his head and walked forward with his sword.

"Sasa. ”

The robe rubbed against the grass, making a strange noise.

This strange sound frightened Shan Xiongxing.

As the sound of the strange noise got closer and closer, the fear in Shan Xiongxing's heart rose to his throat.

Shan Xiongxing knew that Mo Xiaoxuan and Song Zhong were here!

Mo Xiaoxuan and Song Zhong both wanted to kill him!

Bah!

Adulterer**!

Shan Xiongxing's eyes showed brutal emotions.

Since you want me to die, then don't blame me for pulling you to be buried with you!

Shan Xiongxing took out a round object from his waist.

The object was about two fingers thick, round and round like a small bamboo, but the pattern on it was very complex, and this pattern revealed an eerie aura in the night.

Shan Xiongxing clenched the "little bamboo" and looked at the grass in front of him.

Suddenly, the grass was turbulent, and the blood-red sword crept out.

Shan Xiongxing turned the "little bamboo" with both hands, and the small bamboo made a "click" sound, and then, the golden needles in the sky flew out.

The golden needle is like a goddess scattering flowers, and it suddenly spreads all over the world.

The swordsman panicked a little, and then jumped again and again, and quickly retreated.

At the same time, the swordsman raised his sword, and the sword swung rapidly, turning in front of him, drawing circles one after another.

The golden needles flew into the circle, "clanging" into the sword, and then bounced off the sword.

The swordsman felt the pressure, and the sword in his left hand was never as easy as his right hand, but it was more than enough to deal with these golden needles.

The strange sound made by the golden needle and the swordsman alarmed Mo Xiaoxuan.

"There!" Mo Xiaoxuan said in surprise.

Song Zhong said: "Hurry up!"

Mo Xiaoxuan's figure jumped, first causing a sound in the grass on Shan Xiongxing's left, and then jumping to the grass on the right to make a sound.

Shan Xiongxing gritted his teeth, and the small bamboo in his hand released the golden needle again and again.

"Woohoo!"

The golden needles continued to shoot out.