Time passed gradually, and the night breeze was sometimes gentle, sometimes condensed. After Lin Chen killed the demon, www.biquge.info forest was quiet, this forest was disrupted by Lin Chen's battle, many branches were interrupted by spells, sword energy, and magic, and the stubble of those broken branches was exposed in the air, exuding the unique fragrance of trees, and was sent far away by the night wind. The reason why the woody smell from the stubble of those broken branches is so strong is that there is an almost transparent gelatinous substance that is seeping outward, that is, the sap, and the trees in this area are very diverse, and naturally there are no fruit trees, and the smell is very good.

"It's you, the one with the blood of the divine dragon, hehehe, are you here to find death, since this is the case, I will fulfill you. ”

Lin Chen, whose eyes were red by hatred and killing, had already lost his mind, and when he saw Chen Xiaomo's arrival, there was only one word in his mind.

Chen Xiaomo ignored Lin Chen, he was a poor man, there was a very thick peach tree behind Lin Chen, the thick branches close to the ground were all cut off, one of them looked very much like a scar, and there was already a lot of gum condensed on it, which was slowly flowing down the trunk to the ground by the night wind. If those who love to kill look at this scene, they will think that the peach tree is bleeding from the severed arm, but in fact, under the blue electric light, the sap that is flowing is more like sweet molasses. After a long time, the honey-like sap finally fell to the ground, on a clump of grass, and if it was not lucky or cruel enough to turn an insect into its first form of amber, it would eventually become food for those insects.

It's incredible that there are peaches on the tree, Chen Xiaomo picked one and felt delicious, turned his head and asked Lin Chen if he wanted to eat it, Lin Chen's eyes were red with blood, and he finally lost his mind, and the person in front of him deceived people too much, and actually ignored his existence!

On the ruins, two sides galloped past, one in front of the other, and the chase was extremely fierce. After staying far enough, Chen Xiaomo stopped, turned to face Lin Chen, the third prince who was chasing, his figure flashed, and a sword swept out. There was a loud bang, swords clashed, and dust rose all over the ground, covering the two figures. "Go die" Lin Chen shouted angrily, raised his sword to force his life, and added three points of killing intent. Chen Xiaomo swung his sword and raised it, sideways to avoid it, and swept away Lin Chen's sword with a sword, and when he stepped forward, another sword swept out. In a fast battle against a strong battle, the two swords continue to clash, sparks splash everywhere, and they shine brightly.

The sharp mang sword in Chen Xiaomo's hand was faster than a sword, his body was like a phantom, and the afterimage was shattered several times in the blink of an eye. "You have become stronger again" The killing intent and battle intent in Lin Chen's eyes were even more victorious, and the knife sank like a mountain, opening mountains and cracking stones. "The sword opens the hot sun, deriving all things" waved his hand, the hot sun reappeared in the world, the heavens and the earth shook, and the flying hot sun continued to close to the middle, trapping and killing Lin Chen. Lin Chen's eyes lit up, and in an instant, a hundred meters, the sword danced in the sky, and the Dao sword light flew out, shattering the strange rocks around him. However, in the midst of the raging sand and waves, a sword appeared in front of him, silent, like a scythe of death, and it was instantly visible.

Lin Chen's body was shocked, the sword blocked in front of him, and after an instant, the sword was broken and his soul returned. Chen Xiaomo didn't stop, he hurriedly swept in the direction of Chu State, and after arriving, he rushed straight inside. The soldiers of the State of Chu are on the frontier, quietly guarding.

"Heh, where to run" Lin Chen has already let go of his hands and feet, no longer reserved, full of murder, Chen Xiaomo's expression is very solemn, the kind of Lin Chen in front of him is his real trouble, a strong man who is infinitely close to Yuanying, it is a big challenge for him. Lin Chen waved his hand and set a ban around the frontier, and immediately held his hands empty, and a pair of black and white long and short swords flew out behind him and fell into his hands. Chen Xiaomo's eyes narrowed, Zimu Sword! He had met many strong people who used swords, but it was the first time he had encountered people who used Zimu Sword, and this fight was not easy to fight. With one step, the figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of him, Chen Xiaomo made the first move, wanting to try the mystery of the alphabet sword in person. With a sound of shaking the earth, countless black stones flew up around the two of them, and they were affected by the scattered sword intent, and they were instantly cut apart. At the moment when the long swords clashed, the white short sword slashed a sharp edge, fighting an inch of risk, and sealed the throat.

Chen Xiaomo retreated sharply, and the black hair in front of him fell down and landed on the ground. Lin Chen's feet moved, and the black long sword slashed at the sharp edge, slashing out a waterfall of dazzling blood-colored brilliance. The cyan long sword in Chen Xiaomo's hand blocked the edge of the silver sword, and the moment his two bodies were staggered, the black light was pressing, pointing directly at the vital point. With a stabbing sound, Tsing Yi cracked, and the heart was half an inch dangerous, and the sword wind brought out a blood mark, which was extremely thrilling. Chen Xiaomo wiped his right hand on his chest, the silence flashed, and the wound healed quickly, this is the benefit of the ancestral dragon bloodline.

"Come again" Chen Xiaomo waved his left hand, the blood color was agitated, and a trace of blood light gathered sharply, and after a blink of an eye, a blood-colored long sword appeared. He rarely uses dual swords, but that doesn't mean he can't use them, he has been learning swords for so long, and he always has to learn something. "Handan toddler, stupid" Lin Chen sneered, and stepped forward again, chasing the soul with a long sword, and killing with a short sword. The cyan long sword in Chen Xiaomo's hand took the move, blocking the attack of the white long sword, and used it long against long. At the moment when the short sword was dying, Chen Xiaomo did not dodge or dodge, and the snow-colored long sword in his hand swept out directly, and the long blade competed. As the saying goes, an inch is short, an inch is dangerous. However, there is also a saying that an inch is long, and an inch is strong. Long swords and short swords race between life and death, and the next moment is a ruthless ending of victory and defeat.

The blood sword led the edge, the blood qi gathered, and another three inches of indifference. The blood-colored sky, there is no victory or defeat at this moment, only life and death, the black sword light is flexible and changeable, one point faster, however, the blood sword is not for the sword, only for life and death. The three-foot-three-inch sword blade entered the body first, piercing the flesh and bones, and the piercing ears were abnormal. The black sword light came at the same time, Chen Xiaomo took Aoki as the axis, and turned sharply with his strength, and in an instant, the scorching sun was agitated, and the distance of three feet was like the difference between heaven and earth. The disadvantages of short strikers are undoubtedly revealed.

Blood mixed with broken bones flew out, and at the most critical moment, Lin Chen's short front turned, and a sword cut off the blood sword sword qi, and then his body flashed sharply, and he retreated before the door of death. "Is it so easy" Chen Xiaomo waved his hand, and the sword qi that was broken in the former's body exploded with a bang, and blood spurted for a long time. In the blood rain, in front of Lin Chen's left chest, a huge gap appeared, white bones were clear, and even the beating of his heart was faintly visible. "Uh" A long snort of pain sounded, and the black robe was bleeding like rain, and it was extremely desolate. Ning Chen's body moved, and he stepped forward again, and the Aoki sword was flying brightly, and he fought for his life with several sword dances. Lin Chen was embarrassed to block the move, but he was seriously injured, and his moves were restricted, and it was the first time since the war that he was so seriously injured!

The sword moves do not distinguish between good and evil, the blood sword is held in his hand, Chen Xiaomo feels that his reason is being lost, killing and killing, and the magic sword is confusing. Lin Chen, who lost his mind, lost his peak combat power, and he was not able to win, Chen Xiaomo took advantage of his serious injury, his body changed, suppressed the killing intent, and picked up the double sword of the son and mother with one sword, locked Lin Chen, and slapped it with one palm, Lin Chen let out an unwilling roar, but lost consciousness.

Boom, the thunder dissipated, the eight-winged demon laughed wildly, how could the great power of heaven and earth not sleep and was scattered by himself, "uh" heaven and earth reappeared to kill, ruthlessly expelled, and the void crack suddenly appeared!