The moment the "Qu" sword penetrated the folding fan boy, it was wiped out along with the Huaizhi swordsman who pretended to be stupid.

A ribbon floated down.

The domineering martial artist tore through his voice and shouted at the aura sword immortal who was still in the air.

"Watana!"

The sound seemed to shatter the stars.

The four Sword Emperors have reached the top of the clouds, thousands of feet high, far away in Xinghe Bay, leaving only one sentence, "The twelve shows of Zhimen are a mess!"

The warrior rushed to the crown in anger and stepped on the dragon abyss and rushed out of the sky.

Wang Zhaoyi was killed on the spot.

"Brother Wang!"

"Zhaoyi!"

After a call, the Yintang swordsman was no longer alive.....

"Fourth brother!"

The little beggar held back his tears.

"Alliance Leader!"

"Fourth brother!"

Hengba Dao used his powerful arms to drag up the seriously injured folding fan boy, he was afraid that the fourth brother would fall.

"Snow ...... I"

The dying young man with the folding fan was breathing heavily and his consciousness was blurred, and the mission waved his hand to call the little beggar, his eyes shining with tears.

"Fourth brother?"

Mu Xuezhi hurriedly grabbed Yinling's hand.

“......”

The young man squeaked and couldn't make any sound, just stared at Mu Xuezhi, swallowed a mouthful of blood, and showed reluctance in his eyes.

"Fourth brother, don't speak. ”

Wu Operator snatched it with one hand, and forced Mu Xuezhi to let go of Yinling's hand with that fierce look, and clearly told him not to get in the way here.

"Fourth brother, we will definitely save you. ”

The sudden scene caught the rain spirit immortals off guard, the ribbon suddenly appeared, and a sharp sword flew in, and without even seeing the shadow of the sword, the two fell to the ground.

Xiao Panruo and Lu Yanxi hugged Wang Zhaoyi, who was powerless to return to the sky, and howled and cried.

The rest of the people were not confused, and hurriedly came to the folding fan boy, and made concerted efforts to enter the Dao Yuan Bao Alliance's main order Yuan An.

It's a pity that the white smoke is clearing......

"How is it possible?" Wuju looked puzzled, unable to hide his inner apprehension, and yelled: "Lao Dao fought for this life to save the alliance leader." ”

Fan Bai Dao people gathered qi and condensed the spell, and the soul return seal of Ning Minus Yang Shou was glued, and his wrist trembled slightly.

The leader held on. ”

At this time, Xiao Hanruo and Lu Yanxi, who didn't care about being sad and sad, also came over to join the life-saving team.

Ten clear smoke swirled, and the faces of all living beings were very ugly.

"The leader of the alliance holds ......"

"Boss ......"

The words were not broken, and the young man with the folding fan did not move from the moment he stared at the little beggar.

“......”

"Four...... Brother ......"

Mu Xuezhi never cried or cried with tears in her eyes.

——

Star River Bay, it was pitch black, and the domineering warrior used Long Yuan to survey the surroundings in the sky, and there was nothing quietly, and the four Sword Emperors were gone, and the ribbon sword immortal disappeared without a trace along with the four seal swords.

The warrior roared and shouted, "Duna!"

Under the white orchid tree in Mengsi Building, the far-sighted leader of the Sanzhan Alliance, Old Man Huang, pinched his fingers, was slightly disappointed, and sighed slightly, and said: "Killing immortals and entering the WTO? ”

The twin brother who burned incense asked, "Old man, is it possible that there is a change in the nine stones?"

The two brothers who can't see the context of their mentality are kept in the dark, and they have always been worried about the matter of "killing immortals", especially in recent days, and there have been frequent visions.

Huang Tiandang was absent-minded, hesitating for a few days, only then did the dust settle, he had a word with the Seventh Master before, and settled the Wangmen to go to Zhimen to fight against the Sword Gate.

But a rain spirit alliance emerged halfway, and the covenant of this life and death alliance may not be worth a hundred and twelve shows, not to mention the rabbit and the dead dog, the light one demon, the two kings, the four evils, the eight dragons, the twelve shows, and it is more than enough to turn over the river and the sea.

"Sixth Master of the Rain Spirit!"

Old Man Huang sighed, "It's a pity that I can't see the true face of the Snow Saintess with my own eyes. ”

Huang Tiandang muttered to himself on the side, and did not forget to entertain the two twin brothers who did not know their minds but had good skills, they were the hearts and minds of the old man, and it was not an exaggeration to sit on an equal footing.

"Canghai, pour tea for the two brothers. ”

The holy hand of poison poured tea before the sea.

The Shen brothers looked at each other, curious, and asked, "The old man will explain to us, what does the Snow Holy Maiden mean?"

"Well, this one has taken revenge for Brother Mingyang, and Brother Shentong has taken revenge. ”

"How?"

Huang Tiandang gave a thumbs up and showed off, "Swear that the senior came to the Rain Spirit Alliance in person and killed the leader of the alliance that did the bad thing. We have a worry-free future. Then he slightly retracted the corners of his mouth and said cautiously: "The Snow Saintess is a statue of the Immortal Dao, and the giver's cultivation is the ability to destroy the withering and decaying, and it is a peerless study in the world." Continued: "However, the beauty is also exquisite, not mortal, the so-called worldly are lustful, ordinary people see the true face of the fairy body, but also the Tao is pleasing to the eye, the heart is happy." ”

"Is that an exaggeration?"

"No exaggeration. Although the beauty of the world is incomprehensible, let alone peaking, the Snow Saintess has the appearance of skillfully seizing the sky, and has reached the pinnacle. ”

Huang Tiandang waved his hand and fiddled, as if to depict an indescribable beauty, this analogy, even the people around him began to revel intoxicated, imagining the indescribable beautiful limbs.

Huang Tiandang continued: "It is not earthly, it is the true face of the Immortal Dao." ”

The Shen brothers were puzzled, "What the old man is talking about is a stunning beauty embryo?"

Huang Tiandang laughed and withdrew his hands, "The two brothers are a little confused, and the brothers are also a little confused, these hearsay can't be heard. As far as I know, the Snow Saintess is a kind of martial art, a martial art with a stunning appearance, which is both lethal and ornamental. In other words, the giver changed his delicate appearance and clothes, and was shocked, and even had a fairy marry, which was breathtaking. ”

"Is there such a martial art in the world?"

"This is not a martial way, it is an immortal way. ”

The Shen brothers understood a little and sighed one after another. Shen Jiayan, who was in the phoenix spectrum dragon robe, said: "I understand what the old man said, the beautiful limbs have nothing to do with gender, they only refer to a kind of martial arts." ”

Huang Tiandang nodded by default and pointed to the white orchid tree, "There is no need to be afraid of the rain spirit's vitality injury, and the next nine stones that are left to clean up." ”

Shen Jiamu asked, "What about the sworn seniors?"

Shen Jiayan also asked: "How about killing immortals and entering the WTO?"

Huang Tiandang did not answer positively to the oath Tiangang, but only prevaricated with the words "predetermined, determined". He knew that in order for the two brothers to remove their concerns, they had to be sure of victory.

However, the seventh master of Zhimen has a bad temper!

As for the matter of killing immortals and entering the WTO, Old Man Huang really has to say that he is terrified, and the Dao spectrum of the Wheel of Sin clearly points out the matter of "killing immortals and entering the WTO", but when and where, and who it is?

This "killing immortals and entering the WTO" point spectrum, no matter men and women, old and young, rich or poor, no matter how long or short the number of qi, no matter the difference between good and evil, even if Da Luo Jin Xian, demons and demons, all of them will not be let go.

The so-called wheel point spectrum is inhumane and extremely scary.

——

Sanssouci Palace, the Qianqian girl who walked in the jade carved well lamp wept gloomily and couldn't let go for a long time.

For a while, when she saw the snowy peaks of the cliffs of Bremen, she was thrilled that the young man was the prince charming in his heart.

At this moment, he cried, involuntarily crying, just as he cried so sadly when he first saw his own monarch.

In the big tent with a lot of snoring, the little old man in front of the fat man never left for a moment.

The bent-backed little old man who was no longer in trouble touched his beard and smiled,

"The show is about to begin. ”

In the Shengde Ming Palace, the white-haired old man sighed deeply.

He called the holy daughter of the high heavens, thousands of instructions, ten thousand instructions, be sure to come to Tiannuo City in person, but the last thing in front of him.

A candle has arrived, and the auspicious clouds are pressing everywhere.

Shao Hai, the fisherman who stepped on the monstrous waves, the robed giant who vaguely walked in the desert, the young man who fiddled with hexagrams, the wanderer who juggled and did not take anything, the jade bodhisattva who played the qin in the Dunhuang grottoes, the bloodthirsty general who guarded the frontier, the weak Xiucai who bent the bow and archery, the shackled prisoner who avenged his father, the unscrupulous profiteer who sewed and embroidered and sold cloth, and the elusive gold medal killer, including the Gangqi warriors in the world of stars, met to step towards the capital of the four seasons of ice and snow.

In the broken grass hut near the cliff of Bremen in the ruins, the young girl in black threw out several small fireballs floating in the air, and walked towards Baimu Forest like a ghost by the light of the fire.

About a cup of tea, the red apricot out of the wall Ji Shen is infatuated with the graceful Zaochi Peak, playing in the water with mandarin ducks under the pomegranate skirt, the hasty maid kung fu did not wait for the fun, and the paper could not contain the fire.

Iwate spread the god of Hime, and old age and death do not get along.