The legend of this Teng Snake Sword was once owned by a land immortal, although the fame is not as good as the Futu Sword, when refining this sword, this sword has quenched the blood of ten thousand snakes, and the evil spirit and aura are extremely deep.

The little half-immortal looked at this Teng Snake Sword, it was indeed his uncle's sword, and the half-immortal said: "And is this demon subduing technique fake?"

The little half-immortal was unmoved, although the half-immortal Renxin in front of him looked flawless, but the little half-immortal believed in Chu Xiaoran's intuition, maybe he also preferred to believe what Chu Xiaoran said, this person was not his uncle.

"Are you from the Holy Spirit Gate?" asked the little half-immortal.

There was disdain in the eyes of the half-immortal Renxin, but he still said, "Sort of." ”

Xiao Banxian continued to ask, "My uncle was arrested by you?"

Half-Immortal Renxin smiled strangely, "Is it really that different from your uncle that much?"

Hearing him say this, Xiao Banxian was more sure of the judgment in his heart, and said, "You haven't answered me yet." ”

"Sort of. Half-Immortal Ren said, he looked at the Futu Sword in the hand of the little Half-Immortal, with a kind of fanaticism in his eyes. "Do you say that the sword spirit of your Futu Sword is powerful or the sword spirit of my Teng Snake Sword is powerful?"

The little half-immortal said, "What do you want?"

Half-Immortal Ren said, "Do you dare to let you and my sword spirit compete?"

This half-immortal Renxin in front of him is also here for himself, but obviously there are so many opportunities to kill himself, why didn't he do it? Thinking that he had been insisting on removing the seal on his body, it seemed that he was also here for the things in his body.

The people of the half-immortal family regard the sword spirit as more important than their own lives, if they lose the sword spirit, they will fall short after a few years of cultivation, how can the little half-immortal not know the severity.

Xiao Banxian said: "Okay, if I win, you let my uncle go." "Xiao Banxian is most worried about his uncle's safety now.

Half Immortal Ren said: "I can't guarantee this. ”

The little half-fairy was surprised in his heart, "How is my uncle?"

Banxian Ren said: "Can't you see it? I am alone with him, he doesn't want to come back, and I can't help it." ”

The little half-immortal finally understood what he meant, his uncle, the real half-immortal Renxin was already asleep, and he was actually telling himself that he couldn't really hurt him, otherwise even his uncle would be hurt, so it was a good idea to compete with the sword spirit.

Xiao Banxian sneered: "Both horizontal and vertical are loss-making transactions. ”

Half Immortal Ren said: "Don't lose money, if I lose, I can guarantee that you will kill me." ”

The little half-immortal said coldly: "Really?" The little half-immortal didn't believe what a demon said.

Half-Immortal Renxin provoked: "Otherwise, do you have a better way?"

Xiao Banxian also moved to kill at this moment, and said: "You are fighting for me, let my aunt and them go." ”

Half-Immortal Renxin thought for a moment and said, "That's okay. ”

He silently recited the incantation in his mouth, and a crack suddenly appeared in the enchantment, and the little half-immortal shouted to Chu Xiaoran when he saw it: "You guys go quickly." ”

Chu Xiaoran said to Qian Duoduo: "Senior, let's go first." ”

Everyone left as fast as they could, and Chu Xiaoran was the last to get out of the enchantment, and looked back at the little half-immortal before leaving the enchantment.

Seeing everyone leaving, the big stone in the heart of the little half-immortal fell, and the enchantment was sealed again, this time only the little half-immortal and the half-immortal Renxin were left.

If you talk about strength, the little half-immortal knows that he is definitely not the opponent of the half-immortal Renxin, but if he just competes with the sword spirit, he may have a few more chances of winning.

Cheng Tianbi tore open the layer of silver-white soft metal with his hands, revealing a thin black crystal the size of a finger's belly, which was dark and transparent, exuding a mysterious luster.

I saw that the child's body stiffened suddenly, but an unimaginable huge qi suddenly erupted between the meridians of the limbs, and then the azure light penetrated out from the shabby little cotton jacket, converging into layers of complex patterns on the surface of the skin, quickly spreading from the back to the arms and neck, and even instantly pierced Yin Kaiyang's fingers pinching the back of the child's neck!

The loud sound echoed, the wooden sword was blocked, and his punch fell, causing blood to overflow from the corners of the mouth of a clansman with eight layers of condensation, although the body retreated, but Bai Xiaochun's blood spurted out here, and the injury cracked, but before he could retreat, the long-faced young man suddenly approached, and the long sword in his hand exuded a sharp light, and a sword stabbed him.

Feng Yan saw this scene, the corners of his mouth sneered, but there was a heart-wrenching sound in his mouth, the speed did not decrease, and in an instant, he approached the gap, and half of his body merged into the water surface of the gap, and he was about to rush out, but at this moment, the young man of the Chen family suddenly let out a sharp sound, and his body instantly shattered, turning into countless bloodless pieces of flesh, heading straight for Feng Yan. At the moment when Feng Yan was about to rush out, these flesh and blood suddenly approached, directly entangled Feng Yan's body, and dragged him violently.

Zhou Hui's whole body trembled, his nails pinched into the Buddha bead hard, pinching a few pieces of cyan glass full of cracks, the sharp splinters fell deep into his palm, and the blood threads entered the heart of the Buddha beads along the fine cracks, reflecting a mysterious and beautiful glimmer under the flame of a candle.

Cong Xia was a little anxious, and he didn't control the inflow of energy, but the fragments of agate burst into his palm with a bang, and several small fragments even pierced into his skin.

His bloodstained fingers suddenly tightened, and black light snaked up the Soul Reaver Hook like lightning, and at the same time, a pair of pupils completely turned bloody, and the evil aura that lingered around him all the time was great. Immediately he got up, the cold light turned into an arc, and in an instant, he shot with several times the strength of before, and the two exchanged more than a dozen moves within reach, and the killing intent turned into an icy sword mist, and no one could even catch the afterimage of the two people's blades!

Ha Xiaoqian suddenly raised her head, her eyes half-open and half-closed. A tall figure stood beside her. The large expanse of sunlight covered him, and the man was melted away like chocolate, leaving only a thin layer of gold leaf, brittle and shiny, as if a poke with a finger would leave a hole.

Lan Jingyi wanted to scold again, but Mrs. Mo fell to the ground, and the flesh and blood on her face were sucked to the point that only a layer of skin was attached to a skull. The arm of the man who did not belong to her fell off her left shoulder, and her five fingers were still flexing and stretching freely, as if moving her muscles and bones, and the beating of the blood and green tendons on it could be seen clearly.

She had ten long nails like eagle's claws, like the legendary ghouls, and her face was hideous, and her teeth were as white as snow and sharp as a cone. She walked out of the coffin. She bent over and looked at the sleeping people one by one, as if to discern the relatives or enemies she was looking for. Her eyes shot two green rays, and when they hit the mothers' faces, they gathered into two dots the size of grapes, moving up and down, left and right.

Unexpectedly, Yingnan rushed over, asked each other questions and answers, and his mind was slightly divided, and the two murderers and three corpses of the Yuan Shen immediately crossed the treasure light of the purple sword and the green scale pith, and it was as fast as lightning and pounced on it.

It turned out that Zhu Tao hid behind the stone, and saw that the black boy and Fakong were chess opponents first, and the two did not play each other, and after a closer look, the black boy's technique was similar to that passed on by the master Chai Hansong.

He was forcibly suppressed halfway through the opening of the seal, although the totem did not move, but it would not retract, the dragon claws could faintly show from the arms in the sleeves of the robe, and a few wisps of dragon whiskers also loomed on the back of the neck. Mingde paid attention to his face, but felt that it was really ugly, and thought in his heart, this person really couldn't hold it.

His uncle, who was in charge of the Xianmen clan at a young age, was cold and gloomy all year round. Words and deeds are neither merciful nor willing to accumulate virtue. At this time, although he was trying his best to suppress the superfluous expression, his eyes were terrifyingly bright. The face that is always full of arrogance and ridicule, and the face is full of gloom, as if every place is distinct, and it is difficult to judge whether it is gritting teeth or hating to the bone marrow...... Still ecstatic.

Often because of an intentional or unintentional, irrelevant word, I am really angry, and I hate for a long time. At this time, the face lost its usual calm color, and was replaced by a warm hideous. But in the end, it's just a verbal "hate", and it doesn't seem to be a real fist to fight or kick with a foot. First punched this "me" to pieces, shattered into ashes, and then fluttered in the wind, or floated on the mat, or fell into the toilet, or fell on the back of an eagle, or jumped on the tops of a coral tree, or hid in the sideburns of a lover, or got into Guan Yun's long beard,...... Then collect the ashes into the palm and shape the ashes, and naturally the eyebrows will appear, and the light will shine, not like the scene of the "chaotic beginning" at the beginning!

Before February, the dark and smiling little Song Jiawei died. It was early in the morning, and the eldest son of the old Hu family, the yellow-faced and big-eyed car boss, came. As soon as he saw his grandfather, he raised his hands in front of him and made a gesture.

At first, I thought he was just jealous of Yuan Shi Tianzun's kindness to Taiyi Zhenren and was unwilling, so he wanted to steal the spirit bead and give it to the dragon clan, but later I realized that he just wanted to be recognized, because he was the only one among the apprentices who had cultivated from a demon to an immortal, so no matter how hard he worked and how good he was, he couldn't be recognized.

"No!" Li Xian took the horizontal knife, responded respectfully, and slowly raised the knife, but he did not rush to swing the knife and slash, but carefully understood the key points mentioned by Li Boyao before, and swung a knife in a long time, although it was far from being as powerful as Li Boyao, but the posture had some similarities, which made the onlookers can't help but light up in front of their eyes.

According to the withered bamboo old immortal, although this talisman is a bamboo leaf, each piece is refined by his old man's family more than a jiazi, with it beside him, it can be invisible self-defense, if you are a strong enemy, want to fight back, just fly out according to the rumor, you can attack the enemy with the person's heart, how high the mana of the opponent is, it is also immortal and will be injured, how much harm is suffered. Otherwise, it will be like a shadow, and it will never retreat.

Li Qinghou's eyes widened, knowing that this Bai Xiaochun had a stubborn personality, and he was just expelling him from the sect to make him have a sense of crisis, I was afraid that it was not enough, and thinking of this son's fear of death, Li Qinghou's right hand suddenly raised, and with a flick of his big sleeve, he flew out of the courtyard directly with Bai Xiaochun and went straight to the top of the mountain.

As soon as Zhu Tao turned his head, a strong wind rushed towards him, and the thief had already arrived. Six or seven feet away.

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