Chang Xi burrowed into the silver cobwebs that were difficult to walk into, the warm wind on the Erhai Sea blew the black robe hunting sound, Chang Xi was full of sword steps under his feet, and every step out brought a series of uncertain afterimages behind him, moving and leaping in the thrilling cobwebs step by step.

The dark iron spear whistled into the wind in his hand, and all the silver spider silk that danced like a group of demons was swept away, and the spider silk that appeared and disappeared in the sun fluttered with the wind, which seemed soft, but Chang Xi saw only a wisp of silver spider silk with his own eyes, and he didn't see how to use force, so he split a piece of dark iron wreckage into two, and the cut surface was smooth and chilling.

Chang Xi wrapped the Xuantie spear with the perfect sword intent of life and death, in order to make this only intact weapon within a radius of several hundred zhang not be reimbursed so quickly, but I have to admit that the spider silk scattered by this woman does have some doorways, even if Chang Xi wraps the spear with sword intent, every time he shoots, he can break more than a dozen strands of close-range spider silk, but Xuantie is only Xuantie after all, and the head of the spear was soon cut off under the gold-cut spider silk, and it was useless to have a gun body left, Chang Xi had to abandon the gun and exchange his palm for a bird's tail to meet the enemy.

Bo Ying was finally able to stop the black-robed man with the spider silk secret technique, the spider silk secret technique of Pansi Ridge is also unique among the ten thousand demons with strange and obscene skills, and it is claimed that after cultivating to the extreme, it can be used to bind sentient beings for their own use, and the white bone lady who is in charge of Pansi Ridge can net all living beings Others don't know, they only know that the screams of the men in the depths of the huge dormitory of the white bone lady have never stopped, and I don't know how many young and handsome people there are in the entire southern Xinjiang region, or they are forced to voluntarily become frequent visitors to the dormitory of the white bone lady, squeezing day and night, and the women's jade legs are clamped one by one, and in the end, those men who are raised like domestic animals, all willingly contributed the Yuanyang essence blood that his father and mother had worked hard to give birth to to the femme fatale, saying that this is a natural exaggeration of netting sentient beings, if you only talk about the men in the world who are bound by the net, the woman who came out of Pansiling is worthy of the name.

Sakura is one such poisonous spider that lays up her webs and waits for her prey to take the bait.

It's a pity that this poisonous spider is not playing a hunter at the moment, but a prey in a panic, Bo Ying, who can climb to the top in the dirty land of southern Xinjiang, has a rare self-knowledge, knowing that he is by no means the opponent of this black-robed man, while driving the silver spider web to entangle with Chang Xi, while moving closer to Zhongli's direction.

Zhongli, who was in the sword array, knew that he was suffering.

How terrifying is the attribute of the five elements of life and death sword array, most of the people who have experienced it have died, since the second senior brother of Qingyun Mountain stabbed the young generation of southern Xinjiang from the inside to the outside with a single sword, there has also been a wave of sword cultivation among the ten thousand demons, and there is no shortage of vassal and elegant evil cultivators began to use swords, in addition to a sword in their hands, the flying swords with uneven texture in the storage bag also have dozens of swords, and when the enemy is a brain, dozens of swords are gathered together to smash the past, which seems to be powerful, but compared to the orthodox sword path in Kyushu that has lasted for tens of millions of years, the sword cultivation in the ten thousand demons can only be called a handan toddler, not as majestic as the righteous way swordsmanship。

Zhongli, who underestimated Qingyun Mountain's kendo, paid a terrible price for this.

The Five Elements Sword Formation of Life and Death trapped Zhong Li in it, and the seven fierce sword lights tirelessly cut back and forth in the sword array of nearly a hundred zhang square, a fierce mess, and the apricot blossom branches that were very different from the other six swords bloomed with a bright green light, and in a few blinks of an eye, they had already left countless hideous cuts on the body of the earth-attribute refining corpse.

Blue Frost, Red Shadow, Hanguang and Bugong are mainly based on the apricot blossom branches of the wood attributes, and they should be around, under the surging sword qi, the flesh and blood on the body of the refining corpse that is already withered and decayed is even more left, and the refining corpse howls and tries to block it with both arms and palms, and finally waits for a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and seizes the blue long sword that exudes cold air, and before the corpse refining force breaks the tip of the long sword, the apricot blossom branch and Hanguang rescue in time, not only the wood and earth, but also the native gold, gold and green sword light severed the corpse refining arm in one place, and the smelly and black blood gushed out at the broken arm of the refining corpse.

On the other hand, the black and white sword lights are even more ferocious, the sword intent of life and death is ups and downs, Zhongli has to distract himself from manipulating the five swords of the corpse refining enemy, and he has to deal with these two treacherous flying swords, the pressure is only higher than Bo Sakura, and the wisp of strong divine thought floating in the sword array He can vaguely capture, it is the divine thought that only the cultivators of the Transformation God Realm can condense so that this sword array can exert its due power even if the person who arranges the array is not there.

Zhongli's face was gloomy as water, he relied on the coffin magic weapon that he had cultivated to a high level and carried on his back could still resist one or two, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Bo Sakura in the air over the Erhai Sea, and after a few blinks of an eye, he was forced out of the secret technique of pressing the cobwebs at the bottom of the box to bind sentient beings, and then looked at the Qingyun Mountain Sword Cultivator who could not get off this sword formation with a snap of his fingers, moving left and right in Bo Ying's hundred zhang cobwebs, and he was unarmed, and he was about to break through the defense line and take Bo Sakura directly.

"Waste bitch!" Zhongli scolded, but his attention was only slightly distracted, and he was suddenly cut by the Cave Ghost Sword with several deep wounds that could be seen to the bone.

Chang Xi made the Wudang Tai Chi in the tail and mane hand, strength in the waist, sometimes retreat, sometimes advance, the palms of the change mysterious, the Wudang Mountain Road Chang who had fought side by side with Chang Xi in the tomb of the Gongyi family never imagined that he only used a few Wudang Tai Chi methods when fighting against the ghost king, and was learned the essence of Tai Chi by Chang Xi.

As everyone knows, the Tai Chi method relies on the five forces of the wrist, elbow, arm, shoulder, and waist, which is similar to the destruction attack taught by Mo Lao, and the comprehension and practice are twice the result with half the effort.

Sakura's eyes, whose face was as white as snow, suffocated her breath, and the black-robed figure that occupied her entire field of vision clamped her slender neck with a hot palm. Chang Xi, whose silver cross star flickered in his pupils, sneered, stretched out his other hand and slid into the hidden flower bush under the woman's lower abdomen.

The corners of Bo Sakura's mouth pulled out a smile that she thought was charming, thinking that maybe it was this man who had the absolute upper hand who looked at her body and wanted to be thin with her in public, and the palm that clamped her neck was hot as if to melt her.

The ugly and charming smile on her face suddenly stiffened.

The hand that probed into the flowers under her was not intended to insult her, but directly tore off the source that gave birth to the cobwebs, and even ripped off and destroyed, as well as the foundation of the Yuan Infant that she had cultivated for more than 20 years.

Bo Ying, who has tasted the bitterness and bitterness of the world but no sweetness, is completely ruined, and at this moment she is no different from mortals, her face is like gold paper, and she can still suppress the monstrous hatred and resentment in her heart, and said with a miserable smile: "Isn't there still a shortage of maids in Chang Gongzi's mansion who serve tea and water?

God knows what kind of heart this woman has, so that she can still ripple in her eyes at the moment to this man who ruined her cultivation, and said with a servile face: "I can serve tea and water to your son, I can warm the bed and fold the quilt for Dongzi, I will serve you comfortably, and the slave can be the most obedient dog by your side!"

Chang Xi had a wrench on the hand that clamped Bo Ying's neck, and the ghostly light flickered on it, and Xiao Yao's indisputable sarcastic laughter came from it.

She cried out coldly, "I don't want to die!"

The silver cross star jumping in Chang Xi's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, and he pulled the corners of his mouth and sneered, "You are terminally ill and hopeless." ”

Chang Xi, who was a little cold-hearted, let go of the hand that was holding the woman's neck, and let Bo Sakura, who had lost her cultivation at this moment, be weaker than the body of a mortal, and fell towards Erhai Lake, blooming a poignant blood flower on the wreckage of a spiritual boat.

Chang Xi closed his eyes, and countless pictures flashed back to his mind when he first stepped into the Cangshan battlefield, and the tragic appearance of hundreds of soldiers of the Great Wilderness Hall being cut into pieces by sharp silk threads was vivid, and he could be regarded as having an explanation for them.

Chang Xi opened his eyes and looked at the blooming scarlet blood flowers on the Erhai Lake.

"It's more innocent to die. ”