Dragons have dragon paths, and rats have rat paths. The famous family is inherited from generation to generation by the ancestors, and the peddlers and pawns rely on their strength to support their families.

Van Qiu Khotan didn't bother to delve into how Luo Xingchen hid himself perfectly, precisely because Luo Xingchen was known as the king of killers, so as long as there was a target he wanted to assassinate, when he appeared, where he appeared, and in what way he appeared, it was reasonable in the eyes of others, who made him Luo Xingchen!

There is no galloping momentum, and there is no power that makes people feel pressure, when Luo Xingchen took out the sword, it seemed to have blended into the surrounding air, everything seemed to be happening, and then Luo Xingchen appeared, and appeared in front of the fox, and then Luo Xingchen stabbed the sword in his hand into the chest of the fox, everything was like flowing water, and there was no unnatural or unsmooth performance.

When the trapped camp and the gluttonous confrontation led by the overlord, Luo Xingchen had already come to the mouth of the gourd.

When the camp was almost wiped out, Luo Xingchen didn't make a move; when Wang Cexuan was generous to death; Luo Xingchen didn't make a move; until Van Khotan faced the tyrant, the two of them fought extremely fiercely, but Luo Xingchen still didn't make a move.

Years of experience in assassination have almost perfectly restrained all Luo Xingchen's impulses, so he waited for the flying sword of the ethereal fast, and also waited for the fierce sword, and finally waited for his own opportunity.

As a killer, what he pursues is to be dashing when things are over, but this time Luo Xingchen didn't want to leave alive, after all, what he assassinated was a fierce man, and he wanted to succeed in one blow, and then drifted away, which was simply a fool's dream.

Luo Xingchen had already made all the preparations, and then the last sword that Luo Xingchen stabbed out was something he could be proud of in his life, and in Luo Xingchen's eyes, his last sword was not much better than Ye Xiaodie!

Van Qiu Tian wanted to call Luo Xingchen "yes", but he stretched his neck and swallowed all the sounds.

At the best time, Luo Xingchen stabbed the sword in his hand into the heart of the fox, which was almost a feat in the killer world, thinking about the future world fame, Luo Xingchen raised his left hand to cover his mouth and coughed softly.

Spreading out his palm, there was red blood in the palm of his palm, and he looked down at the place where his abdomen was pierced by the stalker, Luo Xingchen just smiled calmly in the end.

"Don't try to escape!"

The blood stains were not wiped off, Luo Xingchen's left hand grabbed the sharp claws of the fierce one, and first whispered, "The person I Luo Xingchen wants to kill, except for Ye Xiaodi, none of them can live!" and then shouted with a smile, "Lord Brahman, is it okay to accompany Luo on a certain journey?"

"It's an honor!"

The raccoon will not die easily, Van Khotan has thought of it a long time ago, but he has not died after being pierced in the heart, in the eyes of Van Khotan, these so-called immortals are really a little shameless!

Although he was 108,000 miles away from his peak state at this time, he was able to barely lift his breath, gritted his teeth and flew towards the head of the fox.

Van Qiu Khotan's shot, there is also no temptation, and the shot is his strongest killing move, Luohan Fantianyin!

slapped a palm on the head of the fierce man, and the seriously injured Van Khotan couldn't bear the retrograde of qi and blood, like a drunk who had been hungover for a long time, almost saying that his bitter gall was about to vomit out.

"This time, even if he is the biological son of Tiandao, he should be dead!"

Van Khotan sat paralyzed on the ground, looking at the fierce in front of him, a sword pierced through his chest, and his head was smashed by his own palm, if he was still alive, Van Khotan thought that the world was indeed at the end of the day!

"I thought I could succeed with one blow, but I never thought that at the last moment, I would still drag down the Brahma God Lord!"

The fierce claws pulled out of Luo Xingchen's body, but Luo Xingchen could no longer support his body, and sat with Van Qiutian paralyzed, but Luo Xingchen was still holding his sword in his hand.

sighed silently, thinking that he had occupied the geographical advantage and the people, but he didn't expect that he would have to drag Van Khotan to join forces to kill the fox.

Van Qiu Tian and Luo Xingchen glanced at each other in unison, and both of them smiled bitterly at each other.

The unwillingness in the hearts of the two people knows each other, so the thoughts in the hearts of the two people are all in the words.

The times are like a torrent, the big waves wash the sand, the little guy grows into the old guy, the old guy is immersed in the years, and will eventually be replaced. Since sooner or later you are going to leave, why not choose now?

Killing the raccoon has become the absolute sound of Van Qiu Khotan and Luo Xingchen, and it is the most rare for people to retreat bravely, and the matter of Van Qiu Khotan and Luo Xingchen killing the raccoon will become a perfect sound.

The god lord sits, the killing god falls, and the number of days in the underworld naturally changes, at this moment, many people feel something, and can't help but raise their heads and look up at the sky.

"Looks like the Divine Lord is gone! Bunny cubs, it's time to get rid of the demons!"

There was a big monk with a messy beard and a shabby robe, who said to a group of young monks behind him.

"Master, didn't you just say that those were bastard celestials?"

A little monk came to Chan Dian's side and looked at Chan Dian.

"What the fuck you!"

Looking at the little monk, the fist raised by Chan Dian did not fall after all, and the impatience on his face turned into helplessness, and he asked the little monk stupidly.

"Didn't you, you stinky boy, tell you to hide? What are you doing at your age?

"Master, I am also a monk of Tianyin Temple! Defend the world, your old man and senior brother are here, how can I retreat!"

The little monk held his head high and said with an oath.

His mouth opened, and in the end, he could only rub his bald head hard.

"Fuck it's all Ye Xiaodi's bastard thing!"

Helplessly, Zen finally summed up all the grievances on Ye Xiaodi's body. If it weren't for that stinky boy who made such a big movement and almost brought all the old guys in the world to the sky, he wouldn't be so passive now.

"Who the hell would have thought that Lao Tzu would one day become the host of Tianyin Temple?"

Zen Dian grinned, the glory of Tianyin Temple can almost be said to be subverted because of Ye Xiaodi alone, although Ye Xiaodi had a hand in Tianyin Temple when he ascended to the sky, but Zen heart also did not take long to sit down, and the huge Tianyin Temple seemed to be particularly withered.

"I really didn't expect it!"

The little monk beside Chan Dian sighed, and this time the chestnuts of Zen Dian fell firmly on his head.

There was a rhythmic movement in the depths of the jungle not far away, and Zen Dian jerked up his staff and put it on his shoulder.

"Today, Lao Tzu, as the host, will give a class to you juniors, and the content of the course is to fuck the golden body of the law! Lao Tzu is the golden body of the law!"