Nie Changliu was stunned, he really didn't expect that such a master who made him feel like he was on the edge of the abyss would actually trip over a corpse, and, it seems, fell quite hard.

"Let's go!"

Nie Changliu immediately made a decision, picked up Xu Feifei and ran.

However, as soon as he took a step, he stopped, and the sword-bearer had appeared in front of him at some point, squatting on the ground, picking up the severed limbs and wreckage on the ground, and slowly piecing them together.

Nie Changliu had cold sweat on his forehead, and he took a step back with his grip on Sauvignon Blanc.

At this moment, Xu Feifei, who was in his arms, said weakly: "Nie ...... Nie Changliu, can ...... Put me down, don't throw me away, I'm really badly hurt!"

The corners of Nie Changliu's mouth twitched fiercely, and he gently put Xu Feifei down, looking at the master in front of him who was holding a sword, but meticulously piecing together the corpse, and said vigilantly: "Your Excellency, who is Nie Changliu in the Heavenly Mansion." ”

The sword-hugging man didn't pay attention to Nie Changliu, but slowly picked up the last arm, as if muttering, and said: "Killing people is an art, you are still far away, you are violent, so many corpses, so many living works of art, but you have ruined it, it's a pity, it's a pity!"

Nie Changliu couldn't help but feel a chill, this person is really perverted.

Xu Feifei, who was half-lying on the ground, was suddenly startled and said, "You are a little red in the Central Plains!"

A little red in the Central Plains!

Nie Changliu buzzed in his head, he has also been a person who has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, especially after the establishment of Xingtianfu, he paid special attention to the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and the Central Plains, which had disappeared for many years some time ago, reappeared in the rivers and lakes, killing the real people of Longhu Mountain, making a lot of noise, it was impossible for him not to know.

Also because of this incident, he specially learned about the person of Zhongyuan Yihong, one of the strongest killers in the world, and the most mysterious killer, the reason why he ranked third was because of the overly mysterious reason.

Zhongyuan is a little red, a killer who pursues perfection and kills.

Anyone who dies in the hands of a little red in the Central Plains dies very simply, just like a little red in the Central Plains said, killing people is an art, so the people he kills are all an art, and the corpses that pass through his hands have a different kind of beauty.

A little red in the Central Plains is just a nickname.

This nickname comes from the people he killed, and each one of them was a little red on the center of his eyebrows, like the sun setting in the evening on the western mountains, a little farther away, and there was no other wound or struggle.

Nie Changliu held Sauvignon Blanc tightly, intending to fight to the death.

Zhong Yuan stood up a little red, looked at the other messy corpses, sighed, looked at Nie Changliu, and said, "It's really a pity, you are so violent and want to kill people, you are looking for me, why are you so wasteful." ”

Nie Changliu said coldly: "What does Your Excellency want?"

Since he knew that the other party was a little red in the Central Plains, Nie Changliu didn't expect the other party to sell the face of Xingtianfu, after all, the other party even dared to provoke Longhu Mountain, how could he be afraid of Xingtianfu.

Zhongyuan shook his head and said: "It's nothing, it's just that I am in a bad mood to see that you have wasted so many corpses, but you are stronger than them combined, in order to make up for my regrets, I have decided to make you a perfect corpse!"

Nie Changliu raised his eyebrows and crossed his chest.

At this time, a flat voice came from afar: "I heard that no one can dodge the little red sword in the Central Plains, and it just so happens that my sword, no one can dodge, so I will come to ask for advice today!"

Before the words fell, two white shadows came from the wind, like a fairy descending to earth, and slowly fell next to Nie Changliu.

Nie Changliu breathed a sigh of relief and complained: "Boss, if you come a little later, you won't be able to see me!"

Qin Keqing glanced at Nie Changliu, then at Gu Qingci, and did not speak.

Gu Qingci smiled slightly, patted Nie Changliu's shoulder, took out a few jade bottles from his arms, and said, "Save people first, by the way, there is one over there who is not dead." ”

Lying in a pool of blood, Yang Huaheng's spirit was shocked, and he suddenly wanted to cry, finally someone remembered him, he was about to bleed.

Nie Changliu retracted his Sauvignon Blanc and turned to leave.

Gu Qingci looked at the Central Plains a little red, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said: "The Central Plains is a little red, I have admired the name of the great name for a long time, and when I see it today, I really live up to the name of a madman." ”

Zhongyuan Yihong sighed deeply and said: "Sword Immortal Gu Qingci, everyone in the world says that you are like an immortal outside the sky, and now it seems that you are like an ordinary mortal, and you can't appreciate the real art." ”

Gu Qingci had also heard of the famous name of the Central Plains, and knew that this person was a complete madman, and he didn't want to argue with him, so he said lightly: "For the sake of different personal fate, different pursuits, today, you might as well give it a try!"

Zhongyuan shook his head and said, "If you appear here, it is impossible for me to kill people perfectly, this time, don't kill, leave it for next time." ”

"Leave it for next time?" Gu Qingci twitched his cheeks, this Central Plains is really a veritable madman, who can say that killing people is as plain and natural as three meals a day, I am afraid it is also the only one in the world.

"Do you think you have a next time?" Gu Qingci sneered and reached out, the Mo Chou sword on Nie Changliu's back was leisurely unsheathed, he didn't want to eliminate demons for the world, but simply wanted to kill the Central Plains a little red, thinking that in the future Xingtianfu secretly, there could be a great cultivator of the Heavenly Destiny Realm at any time, and the world's top killer would make a move, so he couldn't bear it.

"There's going to be a chance, I'm ......"

The Central Plains didn't finish talking a little red, a sword qi was like a meteor crossing the sky, a sword light was cold, incomparably gorgeous, lighting up the entire night sky, and in an instant, it went towards the Central Plains a little red, and it split apart at that moment, as if countless stars had landed, and cherry blossoms were sprinkled under the starry sky, and the whole world was silenced.

At the same time, Qin Keqing also drew his sword out of the sheath, the sword qi was like light and electricity, shuttling by, a snow-white figure, as if snowflakes were falling slowly, but the whole world was frozen.

This is Gu Qingci and Qin Keqing's swords at the same time, and it is also the first time that the two have cooperated, and without discussion, they very tacitly blocked the various routes of Zhongyuan Yihong's retreat, and the two swords stabbed Zhongyuan Yihong's body at the same time.

The sword qi dissipated, Gu Qingci and Qin Keqing glanced at each other, and a trace of surprise flashed in their eyes.

Both of them were stabbed with their swords, but neither of them stabbed.

All that stabbed was a human skin, and in an instant, it collapsed into a ball and fell to the ground, without even a drop of blood.

"What's going on?" Nie Changliu exclaimed.

Gu Qingci gently pulled the Mochou sword back, looked at the power gap on the blade and the crack in the middle, and sighed, the last time he fought with Zhao Shanhe, the Mochou sword was almost destroyed, but it was barely usable.

"The Central Plains is a little red, and his reputation is well deserved, no wonder Longhu Mountain can't catch him!"