"Brother Kou, you shouldn't be in the way of my sword. Simon Blowing Snow said coldly.

"I know, but I want to save Ye Xue and Ye Ling. Kou Hao stared at him.

"Need a reason, are you really optimistic about them?" said Simon Fuxue, tilting his head sideways.

Kou Hao said: "In this battle, they are just passive victims. ”

Ximen Fuxue sneered, his body moved, and he went around and continued to use his sword against Ye Ling.

In the next moment, Kou Hao was using the mental method of moving the whole world on the sword of snatching the handsome, and led the sword of Ximen Blowing Snow to the side, and actually stabbed it in the shoulder of a black-clothed killer.

"Why do your eyes grow? We are all the same, we can't hurt our own people by mistake!" The black-clothed killer suddenly roared angrily and complained, he was the little old man's subordinate, and he thought that Kou Hao and the others were on their side.

Ximen Fuxue snorted coldly and ignored it, and continued to attack the past.

Kou Hao had no choice but to continue to block it, and shouted, "Are you two sisters fools? ”

"Brother Hao, you are so powerful, even Ye Gucheng is not your opponent. Why don't you kill Ximen Fuxue with your hand, wouldn't it be easy?" Ye Ling said.

"Noise, after three breaths, if you two don't leave, I don't care. Kou Hao said.

Ye Ling and Ye Xue looked at each other, and had no choice but to retreat. Although they had never dared to disobey the orders of the old knife handle, this time it was really too dangerous, and they also knew that since Ximen Blowing Snow's sword had decided to attack them, they would not have any intention of staying alive.

The distance between life and death is only the distance between the throat and the blade of the sword.

After the two of them retreated, Simon Fuxue sighed and said, "Brother Kou, it's not worth it for you to do this. ”

"These two sisters had ribbons before. I can't let them die before I fulfill the conditions. Kou Hao smiled leisurely. immediately swung his sword to deal with Ye Guhong.

Ximen Blowing Snow is dealing with the Soul Envoy, and on the other side, the Soul Envoy and Lu Xiaofeng have already fought fiercely.

The people around him fought even more fiercely. Because they were about the same strength, they were both seriously injured in each other, but they still hadn't fallen yet. So, with their stubborn will and anger, they went crazy, and before they fell, they had to inflict more damage on their enemies.

At this time, the dark clouds in the night sky were rolling, covering up the few stars that were originally few, and if they could see a little bit before, now they couldn't see their fingers.

The shadow of the sword flickered, and the sword light was even worse, and the brilliance suddenly appeared. It's dizzying. Terrible blood splattered, and corpses were thrown away. In this woodland, it was as miserable as Shura's hell at the moment.

"Is the East China Sea Dragon Blood Wood really so precious? Except for the little old man, no one else present has ever seen the East China Sea Dragon Blood Tree, but at this moment, everyone is fighting desperately, is it really worth it?" Kou Hao said in his heart.

If you don't covet this treasure and live well, wouldn't it be much better?

Another stick of incense passed. There aren't many people left.

The little old man's heart was pierced by the pine pattern ancient sword of the Mu Dao man, and the Mu Dao man sneered: "Even though your golden silk armor has excellent defense, in the position of the piercing heart mouth that I don't count, I finally cut a hole in it." ”

"I'm old after all. It's useless. If I were more than ten years younger, I would never have so many flaws in my tricks. The little old man sighed.

"You're wrong, if you go it alone. I don't necessarily beat you. And this young man who joined forces with you is just blindly fierce. There are no too many mystical changes. What's more, he only cares about playing heartily for himself. But I didn't think to protect you. "Wood is humane.

The little old man shook his head and said, "I grew up watching Gong Jiu, even though he is ruthless to others, he really wants to save me." It's a pity that he has formed too much of his own way of fighting for a long time. Heaven is going to kill me, there is nothing to do!"

With that, the little old man knelt on the ground, his head tilted.

The Western Jade Rakshasa cut off Gong Jiu's left arm at this moment, and tied two steel forks to his left and right shoulders, nailing it to the big tree.

In the next moment, the Western Jade Rakshasa flew over, he shook the little old man's head, and roared: "Old thief, even if you want to die, you have to wait until you tell you about the hiding place of the East China Sea Alien Treasure Dragon Bloodwood before you die." ”

The little old man's eyes had begun to blur, staring blankly at the Western Jade Rakshasa in a daze.

"Wouldn't it be a pity if the dragon's blood wood disappeared?" Mu Dao said: "Maybe the dragon's blood wood doesn't have that much effect, if we try it to be useful, we will burn paper in front of your grave to tell you." ”

Kou Hao heard these words, and felt a little ridiculous, but the little old man really spoke, and said, "My house, there is a ...... at the end of the underground treasure house."

The voice stopped abruptly, and the little old man of a generation of hidden masters died with a crooked neck.

During the whole battle, the little old man's tricks were not very cool, but there were no superfluous movements, and there was some clumsy meaning.

At this time, there was a slight glimmer of stars in the sky, and Kou Hao took a closer look, but saw that the Mu Dao people and the Western Jade Rakshasa were both injured not lightly. And the two of them didn't want to show weakness, so they let Kou Hao and others notice, so they cheered up.

"Kou Shaoxia, since we have destroyed this demon, we also know that there is a treasure place on this island. It's better to find it, and you and Lu Xiaofeng and other friends can also share many treasures. The wooden road man arched his hand.

To this day, the Mudao people still refuse to admit that he is the old knife handle.

"Although you say this very kindly, will the people of the Western Jade Rakshasa and the Ghost Mountain Villa listen to you?" Kou Hao stared at Mu Daoren with a sharp gaze and said loudly.

"What a ghost hill, I really don't know. The wooden man frowned.

Kou Hao said: "Mudao people, don't forget, we came by boat together before, but now you are standing on the side of the Western Jade Rakshasa . ”

Mu Dao said: "It was very dangerous just now, if I don't take the opportunity to join forces with the Western Jade Rakshasa to deal with the little old man, it is estimated that none of us will be able to leave this island." And the Western Demon Sect of the Western Jade Rakshasa rarely comes to our Central Plains, so it can be said that the well water does not interfere with the river water, and there is no need to make a feud with it. ”

Kou Hao was silent and turned his head to look at the Western Jade Rakshasa.

At this time, Ye Guhong, the Soul Envoy, and the Ghost Messenger of the Ghost Mountain Villa all died, and the three monks of Wuhu, Wushi, and Wuxiang stood behind the Western Jade Rakshasa with the remaining people of the Ghost Mountain Villa.

They didn't know that the Mu Dao people were old Dao masters, and the order they had received before was to get here and try their best to assist the Western Jade Rakshasa in the battle.

Although they were curious, the old knife handle, who had always been safe and resolute, had never appeared on the island.

"Hmph, although I don't like you being nosy, it's better to settle the grievances. There should be too many treasures on this island, let's divide them instead of continuing to fight, and you can't get a little bit of dracaen. After saying that, the Western Jade Rakshasa took his men to find the little old man's treasure house.

Kou Hao smiled lightly and took his friends to follow, but now he had to go and take a look and act when he had the opportunity.

(To be continued.) )