Chapter 20 Outer Heaven Sword Stone

On the pale and dignified face, the pupils trembled, and it was obvious that he felt frightened, and Zhao Haochen's heart was already grasped by fear. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Looking at the dense poisonous insects in front of him, his delicate face distorted for a while, "Big brothers, don't come here, I'm very powerful!" The strong and powerful arm waved twice, and the two legs with vitality also moved slowly twice, but the eyes full of fear never left this poisonous insect.

However, why does this posture always feel familiar?

That is, how can it be so familiar, what is it to fall to the ground?

What is it?

"The eighth set of broadcast gymnastics begins, one-two-three-four, five-six-seven-eight, two-two-three-four, five-six-seven-eight, ......"

A pair of eyes stared at the poison in front of him, and his heart kept praying, asking God to worship the Buddha, "Don't come!

Under the gaze of his gaze, the poison seemed to see a monster, and he retreated more and more, and the previous arrogant and domineering violent arrogance disappeared without a trace at this moment, trembling like frightened dogs.

"What's going on?" could it be ......" tilted his head, looking at the shrunken poison in front of him in confusion, his bright eyes revealed a different kind of brilliance, shining bright, and his heart was proud, "I didn't expect the eighth set of broadcast gymnastics to have such great power, it seems that the culture of the earth is really broad and profound!"

The blazing eyes were filled with the charm of a bright smile, nervous and exciting, carefully stretched out his right foot, took a step forward gently, a small face became red, his teeth were trembling slightly, his breathing became tense, very uneven, his heart was beating, like the god of war beating the war drums, nervous and excited emotions, contained in the pair of pupils full of anticipation.

"Whoosh" with a cold wind, rolling up the wind and snow, poisonous insects, rats and ants instantly fled into the distance.

Looking at the wind and snow, the snow and fog rose in an instant, like on the arid Xuan land, thousands of horses rushed together, and the smoke and dust in the sky behind him rose into the air, covering the sky and the sun, enveloping the whole world, Zhao Haochen's eyes widened, as if he had seen some miracle, and his mouth was full of "tsk tsk" non-stop, shaking his head, and constantly sighing, "I really didn't expect that the poisonous snake would have such a power when it escaped!

"In that case, I'll play with you!" Looking at the snow and the steel needles that burst out of it, an evil smile appeared on the corner of the Heavenly Poison Messenger's mouth, as if he was looking at his prey, constantly struggling.

The gray-black whip in the palm of his right hand shook hard in front of him, the chaotic wind and snow were like a large canyon, separated from the left and right, and the sharp whip head "bang--" pierced the ground, the thick snow flew, and the faint fragrance of the earth swarmed into Zhuge Wan'er's nostrils, and the middle of the wind and snow canyon was clear, and the whistling wind and snow carried bright steel needles, leisurely floating from the left and right sides of the Heavenly Poison Messenger.

The Heavenly Poison Messenger gritted his teeth, the corners of his mouth were grinning, his black teeth, the color of black ink, and the thick sticky matter exuded a disgusting smell, like the venom on the poisonous fangs of a poisonous snake, and his smile was strange and terrifying.

The gray-black whip was like a swimming poisonous snake, and the wrist of the heavenly poison messenger moved lightly, and the whip head was like the poisonous fangs coveted by a poisonous snake, biting towards Zhuge Wan'er's waist fiercely.

Looking at this momentum, once it hits, it will inevitably pierce Zhuge Wan'er's shoulder, pierce out of the shoulder blade on her back, and tear it into a five-petal barb like a man-eating flower, tightly embedded in the flesh and blood.

The Heavenly Poison Messenger was pleasing to the eye, as if it looked like something ordinary and happy. Zhuge Wan'er stood in place in a daze, coming too fast, whistling, the next moment the plasma cracked, the shoulder was scrapped, and since then he has become a wasted person, his painful expression is filled with a trace of hideousness, a row of neat and delicate Hao teeth bit his lips to death, and in an instant he was in a sea of corpses and blood.

Bloody robes, bloody robes, bloody eyes!

The moonlight was faintly shining, as if it was also stained red with blood, exuding a layer of bloody brilliance.

The blood was like a thick red slurry, spraying all over the surrounding snow, no longer pure and bright beauty, and bloody killing filled the lonely mountains of the thousands of miles of wasteland.

Covered in blood, shocking wounds to the bones, frantically gushing blood, bursts of sharp pain, like the claws of a big bird, deeply grasping his vertebrae.

Kneeling on one knee on the snow, the bloody aura of the thousands of miles of wasteland condensed, a dark red, like a stream of blood surging. She tried her best to control her body and not let herself fall to the ground with a bang, Fan Yong's qi and blood in her chest swept around her body like a flood that burst the embankment, his undoubtedly turbid, and the great fear crushed her nerves.

"Wan'er!" Zhao Haochen, who was immersed in joy, turned his head suddenly, and saw Zhuge Wan'er's hair spreading, the brightness in his eyes no longer existed, replaced by an endless bloody killing aura, and a burst of fear in his chest, and then quickly transformed into sky-high anger, and suddenly waved the long sword in his hand, slashing towards the ghostly long whip that was wielded.

Under the sun, a magnificent sword qi connected the heavens and the earth, slashing towards the Heavenly Poison Envoy without any scruples, and the radiant sun was eclipsed, losing its brilliance in an instant.

"What...... What ......" When the dancing ghost whip was about to fall on Zhuge Wan'er, after bursting out of the sky-high sword qi, this long whip seemed to have life, and with a "whoosh" sound, it swept backwards, like a frightened mouse seeing a flower cat.

On his body, one by one poisonous insects, rats and ants suddenly jumped out, desperately fleeing into the distance, no matter what method he used, he couldn't keep these fleeing poisons, and the gray-black long whip in his hand also broke free from the restraints and swam quickly into the distance.

“...... Is this a sword stone? impossible...... How could the sword stone still survive......

At the moment when the Heavenly Poison Envoy was in a trance, Zhao Haochen slashed at the Heavenly Poison Envoy's right arm with a sword, and the blood was dripping and the bones were visible.

Zhuge Wan'er lost her attachment in an instant, and fell down groggy, Zhao Haochen took advantage of the situation to hold it in his arms, and glanced at it affectionately, taking advantage of this opportunity, the Heavenly Poison Messenger disappeared dozens of meters away, constantly fleeing towards the outside world.

The slight humbling sound made the first brother of the twenty-first century, Zhao Haochen, fascinated, with a satisfied face, opened his eyes leisurely, swept it, stood up, his face was red, and he said "thank you".

"Sword Stone, what Sword Stone? Is it ...... That Extraterrestrial Sword Stone?!"