Chapter Ninety-Five: The Holidays Are Not Over
When Lu Wushuang heard this, he felt infinitely sad in his heart. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info In an instant, her mind was full of thoughts: her death was probably coming. Did the Dawei Demon drown? Where is Senior Brother Qiu Yintao? Aren't you very good at water? Where did you run? Alas, even if Qiu Yintao was by his side, the two of them were not opponents of sword idiots.
At this moment, a man came from a distance. The man was dressed in black, his clothes were covered with mud, he held a Zen staff in his left hand, and a sword at his waist. The man's face was covered with a black veil, leaving only two eyes outside. The man in black heard the cold frost laughter and walked towards the fire. He walked very slowly, but every step he took seemed to step on Lu Wushuang's heart.
Lu Wushuang quietly picked up a sharp stone from his side, but he really couldn't do it, so he had to commit suicide.
Cold Frost also spotted the man in black, but he didn't mind in the slightest, as if this person didn't exist at all.
The man in black walked to the fire, clasped his hands together at Leng Hanshuang and Lu Wushuang, and said, "Amitabha, good, good." Lao Wei and the two donors are really fateful. We meet again. ”
Lu Wushuang didn't speak, nor did he look up.
Leng Hanshuang only glanced at the man in black with his peripheral vision, still roasting the fish on the fire by himself: "Da Wei Demon, why are you still alive, why didn't this Yangtze River water kill you?"
Da Wei Mo said lightly: "Lord Leng said with a smile. Although the old man doesn't know how to water, he still has the ability to hold a boat. ”
Leng Hanshuang asked sweetly or saltily, "Is there something you have come here for?"
Da Wei Mo pointed at Lu Wushuang: "I have some holidays with this Lu Shi Master that have not yet been settled, so I hope to take her away." ”
Leng Hanshuang said lightly: "I also have a holiday with her, and there is no end, you can't take her away." ”
Da Wei Mo hesitated for a moment and said, "This female benefactor once beat me seriously with a divine fire bomb, so the old man must take her away." Please also ask the cold donor to complete. ”
Leng Hanshuang shook his head: "I remember that there seems to be a holiday between you and me. I'm afraid you won't be able to leave. ”
Da Wei Mo frowned: "What kind of festival?"
Leng Hanshuang put the grilled fish on the side of the stand, picked up the black sword from his side, gently stroked the blade, and said, "I remember that you once abolished my martial arts. ”
Da Wei Mo smiled coldly: "I didn't kill you, you should be grateful to the old man." And you should know that you are now a waste. ”
Leng Hanshuang raised his eyebrows, with a look of disdain: "Even if I am a waste person now, I want to leave you alive." ”
Da Wei Mo snorted coldly, and a few words burst out from between his teeth: "Then you can try." ”
Leng Hanshuang's eyes suddenly widened, and a few words burst out of his mouth: "Try it." ”
The two of them were about a foot apart, and Lu Wushuang felt a compelling murderous aura that overwhelmed him. She tried to stand up, but she couldn't.
The river wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the river is rushing and roaring, like countless lions roaring. As if accusing the heavens of this unruly world that is about to be swallowed up by the night. The dust and sand were rippling by the river, the fire was blown to pieces, and the eyes of Leng Hanshuang and Da Wei Mo and others were a little unable to open. Cold Frost holds the black stalk in his hand, and Da Wei Demon holds a Zen staff in his hand. The two of them are like two plague gods, standing against each other. Although each other's clothes were blown by the river wind, their figures remained as immobile as Mount Tai.
In the end, it was Cold Frost who came out of the sword first. The black sword was wrapped in a cloud of cold wind and headed towards the Da Wei Demon, leaving only a cyan afterimage behind him. This is exactly the "cold night chasing wind" of the Seven Absolute Swords.
Da Wei Mo couldn't help but be taken aback: "Seven Absolute Swords, Good Swordsmanship!" As he spoke, Da Wei Mo lifted the Zen staff with both hands, and the black sword slashed across the rod of the Zen staff, sparks and brilliance.
The figure of Cold Frost crossed by Da Wei Demon's side, and the two were separated by a foot again. Da Wei Mo looked up and looked closely, and a deep cut was made on the Zen staff. Just a sword, Leng Hanshuang felt that his arm was a little sore. Da Wei Demon also felt the cold frost and extremely powerful sword intent, and it was difficult to resist it again with the help of the Zen staff.
Dawei Demon thrust his Zen staff into the ground, and the earth flew up, and the rod sank into the black mud for a foot. Da Wei Demon instantly pulled out two snowflake steel knives from his waist, the blades were sharp and cold.
Cold Frost then cast the second sword of the Seven Absolute Swords, "Tongba Light Wing". The Black Sword was like a shock, slashing diagonally towards the Da Wei Demon from left to right, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the sword of the Black Sword, driving out a piece of golden scales.
Dawei Demon struggled to protect the Snowflake Twin Blades in front of his chest, and another spark flew down. Da Wei Demon's body was forced out of his feet, and his feet carved two deep grooves in the river beach. Looking again, two small notches appeared on the snowflake twin knives.
On that day, the poison on Judge Qiu Yintao's pen in Da Wei's body was seriously injured by the divine fire bomb, and he was already buried in the fire. But with his unfathomable internal strength, he still crawled out of the fire. But his face and body were burned terribly by the fire. Dawei Demon is originally a master of using poison, and has his own unique method for detoxification. He soon found some poisonous herbs in the mountains, and slowly dispersed the poison in his body. Along the way, he either kills people, or kills some small animals. Relying on human blood and animal flesh, the internal injuries of the body gradually recovered. He passed by some pharmacies along the way, took some herbs and decocted them to dissipate the poison in his body. Although the internal injuries and poison were still far from eradicated, he was able to control them with his profound little Wuxiang Divine Skill.
But at this moment, Da Wei Demon felt that his arms were a little numb, his qi and blood began to surge in his heart, and the poison in his body was a little difficult to suppress. He really couldn't figure out why his internal strength was still so strong when he had obviously wasted Cold Frost's internal strength.
Leng Hanshuang felt that the black brake in his hand was very heavy, his internal breath began to be unstable, and the old wound was faintly showing signs of attack.
Da Wei Mo stabilized his mind for a long time, and said coldly: "If it weren't for the fact that Lao Wei was severely poisoned and seriously injured, with your faint Seven Absolute Sword Intent, you would be Lao Wei's opponent." You and I have no grudges, and we were also bewitched by this little girl. Today, you hand her over to the old man, and the old man immediately turns around and leaves, without saying a word. ”
Leng Hanshuang pondered for a long time: Just now with two swords, you can find out the details of the Dawei Demon. Davimo was right. If it weren't for the poisoning of the Dawei Demon and the extremely serious internal injuries, he would not be his opponent at all with his Seven Absolute Sword. But today is different. Although his internal injuries are not completely healed, and the Seven Absolute Swords are still far away, if he doesn't kill this bald donkey today, I'm afraid it will be difficult to take off the head of this thief in this life. Da Wei Demon is no better than Simon Kuanghui, and I am afraid that I will not want to live in the future.
Thinking in his heart, Leng Hanshuang sneered, and the muscles on his face were a little distorted because of pain: "If I don't kill you today, I'm afraid I will leave trouble." Take it!"