Everywhere there were countless snow flakes flying in the sky above the ice field where huge snow maple trees fell, Chen Jiannan was not as fast as Li Cifo now, and it was difficult to get rid of the pursuers, and secondly, he was afraid that his vitality would be further reduced, and he was afraid that he would be invincible if he delayed the fighter again, so he had already made a decision to kill the enemy as soon as possible. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The cold wind whined, and the remaining twenty or so ninja monks outside the sect had a cold murderous aura in their eyes, and white mist exhaled from their mouths and noses, and they surrounded them from all directions.

They were like hunters hunting fierce beasts, and they didn't dare to take it lightly, after all, Chen Jiannan had just made a surprise attack in the tavern and killed a few people, which made this group of pursuers jealous.

In particular, Li Cifo ordered to kill Chen Jiannan slowly, which made it even more difficult for the killers to do, lest they accidentally kill him.

Although there is a word 'Ci' in his name, Li Ci Buddha actually has an extremely violent personality and often kills people to vent his anger.

They were afraid that if they accidentally killed Chen Jiannan, they could not slowly torture him to satisfy Li Cifo's perverted psychology, so that he could not curry favor in front of Fan Xubo, and the murderer would be executed by Li Cifo.

Li Cifo looked down like an immortal Buddha, he was full of confidence, and he already regarded Chen Jiannan as a trapped beast that could never escape.

Li Ci Buddha's faith did not come from his own cultivation, but from the poisonous wine, and the toxin of Hua Yuan San would continue to dissipate Chen Jiannan's mana until his muscles stiffened and his body did not even have the strength to move.

The chaotic water will make Chen Jiannan's already messy Zhihai spirit collapse, until he doesn't even know who he is.

With this pair of insurance, what else is Li Cifo not calm?

"Don't kill him so quickly, Poor Dao will cut him inch by inch!" Li Cifo's voice was full of vitality, and his words were full of treachery and shamelessness.

Li Cifo's eyes were gloomy, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cruel smile.

More than twenty ninja knives were faintly cold, and the figure of the killer loomed in the snow, and each killer was eager to show his merit and flatter Li Cifo, the helmsman of the Yuliang rudder of the North Yuan Hall outside the ninja gate, their direct boss.

If you please Li Ci Buddha, of course, your status in the Yuliang rudder will be relatively high, and the interests involved in it cannot be said, and it is even related to life and death.

Pleasing him, giving you a higher status, allowing you to get more cultivation resources, offending him, and letting you complete the task of death and lifelessness......

glanced at the woman in white beside her, and just as the enchanting dream also looked at Chen Jiannan, the beauty's eyes were full of the resolute demeanor of living and dying together.

asked her to find a chance to leave twice in a row, but Meng Enchanting still followed, which made Chen Jiannan very helpless.

With the enchanting cultivation of dreams, it can't help much, and it's a burden on the side.

said that it was said that she lived and died together, Chen Jiannan was too late to defend her, where could she trust this woman who suddenly showed affection?

It's just that the other party hasn't done anything to himself yet, and he is so emotional, Chen Jian Nanning can temporarily believe that she is true, not a despicable villain with ill intentions.

"Dream girl, there is a gap in the poor road, you hurry up and escape, immediately go to the mobile array, leave the northern plains, return to the Central Plains, don't come back in the future, I am afraid that there will be a disaster of killing if it is late. Chen Jiannan once again warned that he wanted to escape first.

"No, now the master is in danger, and the apprentice must follow the master, and he can't run away when he is in danger. "Dream Enchanting is still so stubborn, refusing to avoid living alone.

Chen Jiannan was angry, this dream was really enchanting.

"Hehe, don't say some beautiful words, Poor Dao is not your master, and it's hard to say whether he is friend or foe with you. If you don't go, don't complain about the poor when you die. Chen Jiannan opened his mouth coldly, wanting to be angry and enchanting.

Unexpectedly, the dream was enchanting but unmoved, and said: "The master doesn't need to be provoked by words, the disciple has a sincere heart, and after a long time, the master will understand." ”

The cold wind was whistling in their ears, and they were speeding quickly in the conversation, one in front and one behind, one black and one white, one man and one woman, handsome and beautiful, looking like a very good couple.

The encirclement of the pursuers was tightening, and several monks were holding crossbows blessed by the formation in their hands, and arrows swept past them from time to time.

Since Meng Enchanting couldn't say anything, at this time, the enemy was present, Chen Jiannan no longer talked, and concentrated on dealing with the enemy.

The pursuers were shouting, as if the hunter were chasing the fleeing prey, and as if they were emboldening themselves.

Chen Jiannancai's thunderous shot made such a monk still have some palpitations when he thought about it now.

It's like a game of cats chasing mice, and the vitality in the rat's body is still dissipating at an accelerated pace.

Chen Jiannan thought that he couldn't drag it out any longer, he tried to use his strength to force out the toxins in his body, and at the same time, his spiritual sense was opened, carefully paying attention to the strength and weakness of the vitality in each monk's body, in order to find the best time and direction of the assault.

Under the spiritual sense visit, the vitality gushing out of the dantian in each pursuer's body, and the amount of vitality in the meridians were clearly reflected in Chen Jiannan's sea of knowledge.

Although the strength of the vitality in the body cannot fully reflect the strength of a monk's cultivation, it is not far from ten, and it is enough for Chen Jiannan to grasp this degree.

Several swords slashed around his body, and the direction of Chen Jiannan's forward rush suddenly turned, rushing towards an enemy who looked tall and burly, but was actually relatively weak in cultivation.

The burly monk saw Chen Jiannan rushing straight over, his face was flushed with fright, he often saw this genius swordsman in front of him in the Xiuzhen Daily, at this time, this familiar face was speeding towards him, how could he not be surprised.

The burly monk held a military-style crossbow in his left hand and a ninja knife in his right hand, and he shuddered violently, considering whether it was better to split it with his right hand or pull it with his left hand.

With only a tenth of a moment's hesitation, the burly monk had no time to think about it anymore, for a sword light split him in two pieces from the middle.

The burly monk's eyes parted in shock and rage, and his head was split from the middle of his nose, the incision flat and smooth.

The disgusting red and white slurry was scattered and exploded by the energy that followed the sword light, and there was a hot mist in the freezing weather, and there was a trace of sadness in the mist, which quickly disappeared into the nature.

The burly monk split into two sides, and the weapons in his hands had not yet attacked, and the person was already too dead to die, and he died in the prime of life, leaving regret and melancholy in the air.

Chen Jiannan simply killed the burly monk, but he didn't stop, his body turned around, and killed a monk who looked like a reed stick.

People can't look good, and the vitality in the body of the monk is surging like a river, and it is more than twice as strong as the burly monk.

Seeing Chen Jiannan rushing towards him, the monk who had just emerged from behind the snow maple tree was terrified, and hurriedly raised his hand to slash out a sword light.

With a hideous sharp light, the sword light reflected the snow and snow in the sky, and went straight to Chen Jiannan's front door.

Chen Jiannan's face was as usual, and he slashed at each other, and the sword light unexpectedly flashed behind the sword that was rushing over, rushing towards the body of the monk who suddenly trembled violently.

At the same time as Chen Jiannan slashed out the sword light, his body flew up at an oblique upward elevation angle like a goshawk, and the sword that could destroy everything almost slashed between his legs, as if it had struck his crotch.

Chen Jiannan grasped it so well, it was so wonderful that it looked like he had been struck in the pussy, but he was fine.

The reason why Brother Lu Chai was trembling so much was that he couldn't dodge this sword in front of him as soon as he appeared, and he saw a certain death.

Brother Luchai's torso had been split diagonally in two, his neck and head were still intact, and his legs were still connected, but his body was also split in half.

Lu Chai Stick was terrified before he died, Chen Jiannan's vitality was a little weaker than him, but the gap between Taoism and action was not the same, and it should be fate.

Blood sprayed in all directions, each drop of blood first bubbling with mist, looking strange, as if it had been cooked, but before it hit the ground, it had frozen into ice crystals, like pieces of red and bright gems.

Brother Lu Chai stick died a little more miserably than the burly monk, the burly monk was unconscious all of a sudden, the pain was extremely short, the lower half of the monk Lu Chai stick did not move, but the upper body was still rolling and wailing in the snow, the tragic situation was jaw-dropping.

What Chen Jiannan said really came true, when there is an insurmountable gap in cultivation, even if the amount of vitality in the meridians is converted into energy is the same, the lower ones will only be killed in seconds.

Chen Jiannan turned around, his body like a swooping cheetah, and rushed towards a monk with a flat nose and a long forehead.

The trembling fingers of the long-horse-faced monk with eyes as small as a mouse had already pulled the buckle of the crossbow, and the runes around the blackened crossbow machine flew chaotically, and a dazzling bright light exploded above it, and the snow flakes within a radius of three zhang were rushed away.

The crescent moon sword light came through the air, and the long-haired long-horse-faced monk with sparse hair on the top of his head was stopped and cut in two before he showed a frightened expression.

The lower half of his body fell in a parabola, the belly of his upper body sunken inward like a leaky ball, and the long-horse-faced monk let out a hoarse and terrible wail.

Under the severe pain, the long horse-faced monk with a large black mole on his upper lip loosened his whole body, his left hand trembled, and the arrow shot from the crossbow shot in the direction of the crossbow, bringing a dazzling spark to pass by Chen Jiannan's side, and the heat generated by the friction with the air caused a white mist belt to form where the arrow passed.

The huge recoil generated by the powerful crossbow blessed by the formation bounced the long horse-faced monk with a hideous scar on the right side of his face into the air, and tumbled in the air and landed on the snow in the distance.

The upper half of the body of the long-faced monk with a hideous face rolled on the snow, crashing into the thick snow, and the sky was full of snow powder.

Ten fingers of the horse-faced monk's hands were stuck in the ice, and the churning body finally stopped, his torso standing upright, deep snow below his neck and above his neck.

The long-faced monk wanted to let himself die as soon as possible, the vitality in his body burned wildly, the hot body and almost boiling blood plasma came into contact with the cold snow powder, and a white mist steamed up from above his body, blown to the southeast by the cold wind.

The long-faced monk gritted his teeth, and the grease on his body ignited a fire, and the fire became more and more intense, and the black smoke of the raging fire reflected the two large eyeballs that protruded from their sockets, which looked very hideous and terrifying.

"Ahh

There was no other woman here, and the white figure that was knocked away was exactly the enchanting dream.