The three Taoists only cared about you and me, but Li Brown was already tired and fell asleep. Sometimes, theory is theory, practice is practice, and there is still a lot of difference between the feasibility of theory and the feasibility of reality.

Recently, Li Brown fell asleep and thought of his mother and Su Li, and six or seven out of ten dreams were them. He couldn't tell why he was so insistent, he just knew that these two women were too important to him.

The blood scene kept repeating, Li Brown's hand was clenched very tightly, and he subconsciously wanted to draw his sword.

The three Taoists shook their heads, all thinking that this doll's mind was fascinated by hatred, but Yu Xiu had the power to react. But seeing him fall asleep, they also woke up the god of sleep, looked at each other and smiled: "Squint for a while?"

So all three of them closed their eyes and took a nap.

Li Brown already knew that he was dreaming again in his sleep, he wanted to wake up with his eyes open, but his body was uncontrollable, only his own sea of knowledge was clearer. His ears were buzzing, and he felt like he had a man lying on his chest, pressing him down and causing him to fall heavily.

The clearer he knew the sea, the more his body couldn't move, and the wind in his ears became stronger and stronger, and even the sound of his heart leaping could be heard clearly.

In the midst of the struggle, a voice suddenly came out: "Don't move, listen to me." I have sealed you with my vitality, and everything about you will not appear on the shadow. The demons are hard to break, either kill him or kill yourself. ”

The second fire lotus petal on the sword is appearing.

In a trance, he couldn't open his mouth, and when the pressure on his chest decreased, Li Brown finally opened his eyes, and after a while, his hands and feet recovered, and his body was able to move.

"Kill him or kill yourself. This sentence kept echoing in my ears.

Li Brown sat up suddenly, grabbed the sword in his hand, one petal of the fire lotus was burning again, the air around him began to hiss, and he could hear a crisp cracking sound in the vicinity, a sharp weapon cut through his clothes and body, and the blood also oozed out a little, slowly condensing, and actually formed pieces of blood flowers.

When I looked at the shadow again, it was as good as ever, and there was no harm in the slightest.

"You and I are really different, even if you are my shadow. ”

The shadow also sneered and said, "You and I are really different, even if you are my shadow." ”

The popping sound became clearer and clearer, and it faintly shook the bronze mirror behind it. Xiaohu was already frightened of the weirdness of the four mountains, and went down the mountain against the sharp wind.

The blood flowers were refracted on the bronze mirror, and the shadows flew out one by one, and in the blink of an eye, the blood flowers were all over the sky, and they were all flying.

Li Brown stood up and said to the shadow, "Take out the sword!"

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The ancient dull soul is evoked by the fate of the fate, and it is slowly recovering, and it is reminding of the old things little by little.

Half of the overlord's vitality was used to control the sword, and the gurgling of the robe disturbed his mind.

"Cloth"! A sword light of pure wind was swallowed by the robe.

The lightning also threw out a thunderous sword light, which was also swallowed by the robe.

"Let's go!"

Under the order of the overlord, the seven people of pure wind, lightning, shower, thunder, dead wood, strange stones, and golden snakes pushed a thick sword light onto the robe.

A trace of blood oozed from the corner of Huayuan's mouth, and the little monks behind him joined hands in pairs, shining with golden light and full of vitality, constantly conveying it to Huayuan's body.

"Let's go too, the place under the robe is where the thief is!" After Guizhuang finished speaking, he jumped to the top of the mountain with a step.

Wu Huanling held the sword in his hand and followed closely.

The thirty sword masters also flew towards the robe in a row like bird wings, followed by Zong and Song, and behind them were thirty-six members of the Jianghu Sword Sect.

Chunfeng and the other seven people were suppressed by the vitality of a group of monks, and the other party was numerous, and the originally insufficient vitality became domineering and sufficient after the convergence of threes and threes.

They had already sensed the sword aura of a group of cultivators under the mountain, and they were flying towards the top of the mountain.

"Ahh

"Master, I can't move. Suddenly, another voice appeared in the sea of fate.

"Listen to me, draw my vitality to you, and go out to the sky, and I will meet you at the bottom of the mountain. "Turning the fate of the heart.

When Guizhuang was about to jump on the robe, a figure suddenly flew out from under him, the speed of the shot was extremely fast, in the blink of an eye, more than ten moves had passed, seeing a black light flashing in front of him, Guizhuang took advantage of the situation to slash, but this move was just a false shake, the overlord had already reached out and grabbed Guizhuang's back collar, and when Guizhuang stabbed a sword back, he threw it out of his hand, and Guizhuang flew out of Zhangyuan, and was righted by Wu Huanling.

The rest of the people also flew to Guizhuang's side, and when they were about to launch the final blow, Gu Blunt broke through the ground and crashed directly into the robe. The overlord was quick with his eyes, and he had already reached out to catch it, and with a palm, another copper roar echoed in circles.

Li Jimian and Bei Hou have seen clearly in the past few days that this big sword does not want to be in the hands of that strange man, and the cooperation between the sword and the person is far from being so tacit. But even so, with his abnormal physical strength and cultivation, the strange man has reached a height that is difficult for ordinary people to reach.

The young man followed Li Jimian and Bei Hou from a distance, because he was focused on playing the flute, he forgot to look at the black-shirted young man, but he suddenly appeared behind him, hit the young man's arm with a "snap", and said angrily: "Brother Tai always appears on inopportune occasions, blowing inopportune tunes. ”

This sound is crisp and lovely, like a yellow bird at the bottom of the leaf, and there is no doubt about the woman. The young man smiled, "This girl, aren't you the same?"

"Hmph, shut up, take a good look! These senior masters can trample you to death with their toes!" After that, he raised his head and ignored it, just staring ahead.

The young man secretly sniffed a big mouthful, and couldn't help but exclaim in his heart: "It smells so good." "When I looked into the distance, I saw a group of cultivators isolated from the outside by an invisible wall of qi.

The overlord used all his strength to create a thick wall of qi and cover the nine people.

"Chu people, blood is coming!" the overlord called.

Chu Ren couldn't wait for a long time, and rolled at the feet of the overlord, lifted his clothes, and showed his back bare-chested. There was a piece of good meat on his chest, and the overlord poked it with a sword, accompanied by a burst of pain that came to his brain with an indescribable pleasure, Chu Ren shook his whole body, painful and happy.

The blood slowly spread to the sword head along with the sword body, the smell of blood intensified, and the ancient dull soul was immersed again, losing to his own inner demon. The overlord felt that the backlash was gradually decreasing.

So a sword was raised, and the inch-long hole was cut on Chu Ren's chest, and the blood flowed out, and the overlord condensed it with qi, kneaded it into a blood ball, and hit it on the air wall, and when he heard a fierce explosion, the gas wall turned red, and pieces of blood flowers were engraved on it.

This qi wall is invisible, no one can enter it, and it can't be penetrated, only the primordial spirit can pass through.

Wu Huanling closed his eyes, his Yuan Shen had already broken through the qi wall, and he was fighting with the overlord with his sword.

Due to the big difference in strength, Wu Huanling could only be cut and defended by Gu Blunt, and he couldn't attack at all.

Guizhuang and the others saw that the qi wall could not be broken, and immediately conveyed their vitality to Wu Huanling. Wu Huanling, who was extremely weak at first and did not have an advantage in strength, was already able to fight with the overlord this time.

The sword light flashed in front of him, and the air pressed the mountains and rivers, and everyone was deeply attracted by this rare sword fight. There is only Liu San, who is thinking about whether to burn the mountain. At a glance, he inadvertently saw a sword wearing a white top hat in the distance cultivating a huge Yuan balloon, which was about to be pushed towards everyone on the mountain.

"Son of a bitch, who are you?!" Liu San shouted, and an arrow quickly shot towards Li Jimian.