Snowman on the snow platform, amazing...

They really saw what was happening in the mountains.

So shocked...

Most people guessed that the boy would have a backhand, but no one guessed that he would be so decisive and strong...

Just a few breaths ago...

The moment those two Pure Yang disciples turned around and shouted in joy...

The boy who passed out on the ground suddenly got up!

In vain, two quaint steel heavy swords appeared in his hands!

The moment was so fast that everyone didn't have time to react...

The two heavy swords had already been fiercely inserted into the abdomen of the two Pure Yang disciples...

Time seems to have been frozen in this moment. Everyone inside and outside the mountain was shocked, staring at the young man and the two heavy swords in his hand, one basket and one green.

now

In the eyes of most people, this young man was really terrifying, even more terrifying than the two swords he was holding.

Xia Hou's clenched fists were full of sweat. He looked at Mo Xian in shock:

"That's Tianji, Yuheng? Where did he come from?"

Mo Xian didn't speak, because he didn't need to answer this question, and Xia Hou himself knew it very well.

Because, the heavy sword that can be scaled in an instant in the Seven Star Courtyard is only Seven Stars. Within the seven stars, the blue one is Yuheng, and the blue one is Tianji. As for how Xia Xun could have it, it was simpler. Xia Xun came to step on the snow to find plums, and Chen Suixin was an accomplice...

Without waiting for Mo Xian's answer, Xiahou said to himself: "No wonder they don't dare to come..."

Mo Xian turned around and went downstairs, and at the same time said coldly: "Let's go"

Xiahou was puzzled: "Where to go?"

"Prevent people from seizing the sword..."

The sun is about to set, and half of the remnant sun is shining.

The air began to cool slightly, and the heart was cold.

The two Pure Yang disciples stared at the heavy sword in their abdomen with huge eyes, and it was difficult for them to confidently look at the heavy sword in their abdomen. Blood poured out of the blade like flowing water, spilling down...

The two twisted and deformed Hanmei had fallen on the bloody ground, and the red petals were splashed bright red.

"Don't move, unless you want to die. Xia Xun stood behind the two of them, holding the hilt of the knife, and said lightly. His clothes were still in order, and he didn't look like he had been damaged much by the previous wave of qi.

The two people who were hit by the sword didn't dare to move, but their whole bodies trembled uncontrollably. Because the sword is so close to their hearts that if they move the slightest, they will surely die. One of them, Zhan Sudi, said, "You... You... What do you want to do?"

"Bloodletting," Xia Xun said.

Hearing this answer, the two of them felt cold all over...

Very unwilling and helpless. Being held by a weak person who is out of the body is a naked humiliation. Being bled alive in public is even more trampling on their respect.

However, at this moment, the two have no other way but to accept it silently.

Blood, still pouring out...

"Waste..."Chang Le scolded coldly

Then he turned his anger into a laugh and said: "First I borrowed a knife to kill people, then I drove the wolf and devoured the tiger, and now it is a bitter meat trick that strikes the east and the west." ”

He thought for a moment, and said sentence by sentence, "I must admit that your attainments in strategy are indeed very deep..."

"Much better than Lu Suifeng"

"But ......"

"You think I'll let you go up the mountain?"

Although it was only a few words, the blood of the two was about to dry up. Four eyes, I can't help but be slightly clouded.

"You won't," Xia Xun said lightly

Chang Le smiled: "Then you are planning to come and let my blood go?"

Xia Xun looked at the blood flowing from the blade and did not answer.

Chang Le continued: "The Seven Stars of the Holy Sword are very powerful. If it was Mo Xian holding the sword, I would have fled directly. But ......"

"You're too weak!!" Chang Le deliberately accentuated the tone of the last few words.

Waited a while...

Xia Xun still didn't speak.

There is very little blood gushing out of the blade anymore...

"Woo" Xia Xun pulled out the two swords violently.

"Da Da" The two sky-high powerhouses fell to the ground in response.

Xia Xun then said, "So what?"

Chang Le glanced at the two people who fell in a pool of blood, and confirmed that they were only bleeding and fainting, and there was no worry about their lives. Fang said: "You can't even sacrifice the sword of the Seven Stars, and the holy sword is just a sharp kitchen knife in your hand..."

"So what?"

Chang Le was slightly angry, and his murderous aura gradually revealed, and said, "You can't go up the mountain!"

Xia Xun looked at the unconscious body outside the platform, then looked at the bamboo forest in the distance, and said, "You are wrong. ”

Chang Le smiled disdainfully: "You think too highly of yourself"

The words just fell!

Chang Le frowned!

"Drop... Click..."

"What if..."

Among the dozens of unconscious bodies outside the platform, a bloody man slowly stood up!

Dozens of lacerations from valgus covered the upper body of this bloody man, and his right hand hung weakly. Seriously injured, but still arrogant, he said: "If... And what about me?"

"And me!"

A hoarse female voice came from the bamboo forest, and then a gray linen woman walked out of the forest.

It's white embroidery...

The originally fair face is now painted with a little yellow mud, which looks dirty. looked very haggard, probably pretending to be a ghost all night, which made her tired.

The sudden change makes the air cooler...

Miles away, figures lying or standing with angry faces on their faces. Looking at the two cold plums that suddenly appeared, and looking at the three boys and girls who suddenly appeared, they finally realized that they had been fooled...

But at this time, no one dared to take a step forward and take a shot.

They were badly wounded, and the blades on the out-of-body boy were terrible. Moreover, no one knows whether he still has a back hand.

Chang Le squinted his eyes and said ruthlessly: "An out-of-body, a god, and a seriously injured Juyuan." You just want to beat me?"

Xia Xun put away his swords and opened his right hand. The two heavy swords instantly shrank into an inch long and flew into the palms of their hands.

"Your injuries are not light, and Hanmei is just four, and we are just four of us"

Xia Xun said this very lightly, but for Chang Le, this was a threat, and it was also a humiliation for the out-of-body realm to hedge against the heavenly powerhouse.

"......"

The dragon silver sword slowly unsheathed: "You know that I hate the Seven Star Courtyard very much, and I hate the Tianji in your hand even more."

"Meet!"

Luo Jue on one side, and the white embroidery approaching at the same time, the whole body was full of purple mangs. Xia Xun walked to the position of the two: "This will only hurt both sides, and the final result will be the same"

The silver sword was slowly raised flat, pointing directly at the three of them: "You are the only ones who are defeated, and the holy weapon is no longer a holy weapon in the hands of a weak person..."

"Wow!Wow!..."

The seven swords were sacrificed together, and the seven-colored small sword was like a swimming dragon on Xia Xun's right palm...

"It's good to be able to bleed"

"There's no breath! it's divine sense!" someone at the snow viewing platform exclaimed

"Such a strong divine sense, it can be used with one heart..."

"Could it be the legendary ?...... of the Seven Clever Hearts?"

“......”

Seeing the seven small swords wandering away, everyone on the snow platform exclaimed, and Changle over there was no exception.

"Your divine sense is much stronger than I thought, it turns out that you are still hidden" Chang Le spoke, and the sword light on the silver sword gradually bloomed.

Xia Xun didn't answer, but suddenly shouted:

"Up!"

"Ahh This time he didn't throw another punch, but hit it directly with his body...

Luo Jue's style of play is very fierce, this is a desperate combat skill. He didn't think about hurting Changle at all, he just wanted to use his body to block the attack of the silver sword, so that the two people behind him could attack.

Of course, Chang Le could see it, his eyes were fierce, and he gritted his teeth and shouted, "Die!" The silver sword was violently stabbed out by him...

That's it!

Bai Xiu in the distance behind Luo Jue, his eyes were dead white and he stared at Chang Le and shouted, "Bai Yu!

As soon as he finished shouting, Bai Xiu's whole body aura and purple mangs soared, and an invisible thought shot out instantly.

"Huh?" Chang Le's expression suddenly became a little confused, and the silver sword that was violently stabbed out slowed down...

The sudden change made Chang Le suddenly startled and bit his tongue fiercely. The pain immediately dispelled the confused feelings,

But it's late...

"Chirp" and "chirp" two stabbing sounds sounded.

After just a breath of relief, the silver sword had been deeply inserted into Luo Jue's chest, and Luo Jue's blood-red hands held the hilt of the silver sword.

At the same time, a cyan heavy sword had completely submerged into Chang Le's belly.

Chang Le grinned slightly, his eyes widened, it was anger, shame...

"Ahh

"Chirp"

Luo Jue's grip was so tight that he hadn't had time to pull it out. A blue heavy sword plunged into his right shoulder in an instant.

"Retreat!" Xia Xun quickly shouted

Luo Jue immediately let go of his hands and quickly retreated a few steps.

Sprinkle...

The detached silver sword brought out a slender blood dragon that flew through the air.

"Jingle Bell..."

Luo Jue suddenly lost his strength, and Chang Le couldn't help but take two steps back. The seriously injured right shoulder could not hold the silver sword thrown out and was thrown into the air...

Fall again...

Three blood channels are flowing quietly...

"You lost," Xia Xun said as he looked at Chang Le, who had a gloomy expression.

Chang Le didn't look at Xia Xun and ignored the two heavy swords inserted in his body. Instead, he looked at the white embroidery in the distance suspiciously.

"You don't have the surname Bai..."

"You're stupid! I don't have the surname Bai, do I have the surname Chang?" Bai Xiu scolded without cutting it. Luo Jue on one side was faintly murderous, and his fists were clenched very tightly.

"There is no divine thought in the bloodline of the Wuling Bai clan..."

"Ahh

"Boom"

Chang Le had two heavy swords in his body, and he was powerless to dodge at all. Literally ate a punch. was directly blasted out three or four feet away.

"Da" fell to the ground...

"Cut! What does my blood have to do with you?

After speaking, Bai Xiu raised his steps and walked up the stone steps of the mountain by himself.

Chang Le was lying on the ground, looking at the sky with his eyes and a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth...

Xia Xun walked up to him and drew two heavy swords. Bowed deeply: "Hanmei, I'll take a branch"

Then, he took out a branch of Hanmei from Chang Le's waist and picked up two more branches on one side of the bloody ground. Then he turned around and helped Luo Jue to go up the mountain...

The sun in the west is almost gone, and only a few wisps of the sun remain, dyeing the sky red...

Chang Le's soft smile came from the platform.

Laughing constantly...

The mountain, the mountain, and the other side of the mountain were silent, and no one made a sound...

Everyone is listening...

It's not that the hero is lonely

It's unwilling

It's self-deprecation