Death is one of the sources of fear.

The pungent smell of blood, and the pair of scarlet eyes, destroyed the woman's fragile heart.

"I said I would be back. The black-robed man wrapped in black mist had a low and hoarse voice, scarlet eyes, full of resentment.

The woman who was held in his hand kept beating the withered hand that was choking her neck, and the feeling of suffocation had made her lose the ability to think.

Now, she just wants to take one more breath of air and just want to live!

The black-robed man's hand roamed over her body, leaving a hideous wound every time he slid through a piece of skin, and the black qi continued to drill into the woman's body along the wound, destroying the internal organs.

"You have forgotten the events of that year, but I have remembered it in my heart, and I dare not forget it for a moment, and the tragic scene still echoes in my ears. For today, I have given up my body to become this form of no man or ghost, all thanks to you!"

The black-robed man leaned over and whispered in the woman's ear, then stretched out his tongue and licked it lightly on her face, and directly tore off a piece of flesh on his cheek, rolled it into his mouth and chewed it slowly.

"Tsk, revenge is revenge, such torture is really worthy of your body. Qiu Liluo pushed the door and walked in, smiling and opening.

"Who?"

The black-robed man turned his head suddenly, and then his pupils contracted sharply, and his heart was even more alarmed, and the nine extra people in the room seemed to appear silently, and he didn't even hear the sound of pushing the door.

"Your Excellency, I just want revenge. ”

The black-robed man carried the dying woman, watched the approaching autumn with vigilance, slowly retreated, and gradually leaned towards the window.

"Revenge is allowed, but your body shouldn't appear now. Qiu Liluo narrowed his eyes, then waved his hand and said, "I'll leave it to you." ”

After speaking, he turned around and left alone, this level of Shura could not arouse Qiu Li's interest in making a move.

However, the way the black-robed man obtained the body of Shura was also very surprising when he was left behind, and it turned out to be a practice of relying on a broken exercise, although it was not perfect, but it was also very close.

I wanted to erase this kind of exercise from heaven and earth, but I found that it turned out to be part of the trajectory of the Heavenly Dao, so I had to temporarily ban it.

After all, this kind of troublesome thing will be quite unfavorable to Zhang Xiaofan.

Shura is in the world, and he is not tolerated.

Tonight's events are just a small episode for Autumn Liluo. After arranging some matters in Heyang City, he went to Qingyunmen again, waiting for the time to come.

Qingyunmen's Seven Veins Martial Arts is still in full swing, and so far, it has reached the third round.

At present, there are only sixteen disciples left!

The mountain breeze is gentle, and the voices are boiling!

Zhang Xiaofan, who was standing in the ring, not only did not look high-spirited, but was a little lonely.

Under the ring, there was not a single disciple of Dazhu Peak present, some were just disciples of Fenghui Peak, cheering for the Tongmai Senior Brothers.

Sweeping through the crowd, Qiu Liluo's brows furrowed slightly, and he was a little unhappy in his heart, even if it was clear that Zhang Xiaofan could win steadily, one or two people should be left to cheer for him, but what did they all mean by running to cheer for Tian Ling'er?

Is it because there is no interest here, or is it because Lu Xueqi and Tian Ling'er have a gimmick in the confrontation?

In the original work, Zhang Xiaofan was not treated well because of his low cultivation, so it was understandable that no one came. But now that his cultivation is profound, he has also ended up like this.

What an irony!

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the Fenghui Peak disciple opposite, took a deep breath, hugged his fists and said, "Zhang Xiaofan, a disciple of Dazhu Peak, has seen senior brother. ”

Peng Chang smiled and said, "In the lower wind back to the peak disciple Peng Chang, please ask Senior Brother Zhang to teach." ”

After the two of them saw each other, Peng Chang put away his smile, his face was solemn, from the competition so far, Zhang Xiaofan has only made one move, no matter how high or low his cultivation is, he is defeated in an instant.

Raising his hand in front of him, a long sword emitting red glow appeared out of thin air, and the red glow on the sword body was like a flame burning around it.

"The name of this sword is "no hook", it is cast with thousand-year-old fire copper, and I also ask Senior Brother Zhang to teach him!" Peng Chang stood with his sword in his hand, his face solemn, as if facing a great enemy.

Respect for the opponent is also respect for yourself.

Regardless of whether Zhang Xiaofan was able to defeat the other party afterwards, he took out the "soul dementor" to show his attitude.

Looking at the red-gold short stick, Peng Chang took a slight breath, and pointed forward with a sword left and right.

Zheng!

The sword trembled, and the flames skyrocketed!

The scorching temperature blurs my vision!

With the infusion of spiritual power, the flames on the long sword became more and more intense, and the terrifying temperature forced everyone under the ring to retreat, and a fire dragon rose into the air and entrenched itself above the ring.

The flames are raging, and it seems that they are about to ignite the aura around them!

Zhang Xiaofan's complexion did not change, his face was indifferent, and he did not change color at all because of the power of the fire dragon, and the high temperature that came to his face was also blocked by spiritual power.

Roar!

The dragon's chant shook the air, resounding in all directions!

The fire dragon entrenched in the air, twisting its huge body, with a deafening dragon groan, leaned over and pounced on Zhang Xiaofan, the raging flames, as if they were going to burn everything in the world.

"Fire dragon?"

Zhang Xiaofan slowly raised the "soul dementor" in his hand, one person and one stick, and greeted him indifferently!

Airplanes!

Under the surge of spiritual power, a black and white intertwined Taiji diagram slowly emerged behind him, and the dazzling blue light bloomed out, turning into dense sword qi, with a chilling sword roar, and went straight into the fire dragon's mouth.

Burst!

The fire dragon was shattered, and it was easily scattered by the sword qi, as if it had never appeared.

The sword qi went away without decreasing, and in an instant, it arrived in front of Peng Chang, forming an encircling trend, blocking the space around him.

The sword aura was pressing, blocking the surroundings, and also blocking Peng Chang's next moves.

All you can do is freeze in place.

After the sword qi dissipated, Peng Chang smiled bitterly, put away his long sword and arched his hand to Zhang Xiaofan: "Senior Brother Zhang is really extraordinary, Peng Chang admits defeat." ”

In this battle, Peng Chang was convinced of the loss, and there was no trace of annoyance, and he was very upright.

Zhang Xiaofan put away the "dementor" and also said politely: "Senior Brother Peng is polite." ”

Qiu Liluo withdrew his gaze from the ring, and immediately looked at the ring where Tian Ling'er was, only to find that the people of Dazhufeng did not look at this side at all, and their eyes were still only staring at the competition between Tian Ling'er and Lu Xueqi.

"Alas, only Tian Buyi and his wife still pay attention to Zhang Xiaofan. Glancing at Tian Buyi and his wife on the high platform, Qiu Liluo couldn't help but shake his head.

The actions of the disciples of Dazhu Peak are really too hurtful.

Glancing at Zhang Xiaofan, who was alone in the ring, Qiu Liluo sighed, and then his figure gradually faded away, completely submerging into the void.