Section 5 Rakshasa is strange and strange, and the wind and snow are strange and floating

"Demon Sword Rakshasa, just by virtue of you, the guy who stepped into the coffin with half a foot in the coffin dares to take care of the old man's affairs?" the yellow-haired man made a move, and an orange-yellow golden whip appeared in the air. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as the golden whip appeared, it was like a golden dragon. The dragon's body was bent around in the air, and the dragon's head was like a dragonfly, and it clicked three times in a row on the sword shadow that pierced the sky before stopping.

The golden dragon kowtowed three times, and the sword shadow never changed at all, and it was still standing tall.

The yellow-haired man's sallow face suddenly turned pale, three points whiter than white jade. In terms of kung fu and skills, he is slightly higher than the red beard, and he can't think of doing it with all his might, and he can't help the other party at all.

"You, aren't you dying, how can it be?" The figure of the yellow-haired guest retreated back three steps in a row, and the golden dragon who was still showing off his might became a half-dead little snake in the blink of an eye, and there was no longer the previous murderous aura and murderous opportunity,

When the three mountains were closed, next to Gonggong Mo, a man wearing a hat was in the shadows, including his eyes and hands, which were not exposed.

"No one has ever been able to enter in the flesh among the stars of the earth. I'm dying, I can't die anymore, but here I definitely live more than you. ”

The light and shadow of the scimitar are still so dazzling, but the yellow-haired man is terrified. He did everything he could, but there was no possibility of shaking the slightest shadow of the sword. This is still in the case that the other party didn't make much move, and based on his inference, even if he joined forces with Akasuke, he might not be able to hurt the other party in the slightest.

"King Xu, since Brother Mu is also a guest at your place, it also means that you can be trusted. I've heard of the War of the Gods. I don't want the same thing to happen again!"

As he spoke, the thumb of the man in the hat slowly pushed the scimitar out of the scabbard, and the demonic scimitar came out of the scabbard, and the light was even more eerie.

It wasn't until this time that the yellow-haired guest knew that his knife didn't even come out of the scabbard.

"Lend your mouth and bring a letter to the guy behind you. ”

The demonic scimitar slashed twice in mid-air at an extremely slow speed, and the yellow-haired man didn't react yet, the golden whip in his hand was directly broken into three, and only a short section was still held in his hand.

Then, the yellow-haired man, who had been hiding in the shadows all day long, and had passed the news between his master and the Jade Emperor Daoist, felt the pain like a boning in horror.

On one of his arms, from the depths of the bones of his hands, there seemed to be countless sword qi spurting out, and in a few moments, all the tendons and bones on his hands had been destroyed.

This pair of hands, so far, is really no different from nothing.

"Go back and tell your master behind you, and say that the debt he owes will be repaid sooner or later. Some people are already coming back. ”

After speaking, the man in the hat kicked the yellow-haired man in the chest, kicking him far away, until it was difficult to see with the naked eye, and then returned to his original position.

"Little rabbit, why don't you come to see you? If those little cubs you teach in the future don't understand as much as you do, grandpa, I have to break their dog's legs, understand?"

"Speaking of which, this is also your uncle, so you can call him Uncle Rakshasa as well. ”

Seeing that the red bearded guest was nothing, Mo Gonggong looked at the man with the black hat with a smile and said strangely.

"Disciple Pang Biao, I have seen Uncle Rakshasa . Pang Biao's fat body hurriedly kowtowed to the ground. Respect the teacher, even he, a ruthless and vicious eunuch, will not disobey it.

"Lao Yin has accepted a good apprentice, good, good. Hey, red-bearded old ghost, don't try to escape!"

With a wave of his hand, Rakshasa unloaded one of the arms of the red-bearded man who was trying to flee, and blood splattered and spilled all over the ground.

"After so many years of being a dog, do you want to slip away in the blink of an eye? Hmph, it's ridiculous. ”

"Lao Yin, since this is the case, there is no need to say more, anyway, the ending of Sanshan Pass has been decided, and it is impossible for Dashang to be defeated. You and I should leave quickly, and it would be better to find Brother Mu to discuss. Here, it's better to leave it to the emperor to take care of. The Rakshasa's face was hidden under the hat, and no one could see what his expression really was.

"Okay, little rabbit cub, let's go first, and assist your king well, do you know? Remember, our eunuchs, the highest thought in history, is just the status of one person and above ten thousand. Don't think about the dove occupying the magpie's nest, otherwise, our family will not let you go, understand?"

With a suck of his palm, the red-bearded man with a broken arm was lifted in his hand by Mo Yin and Mo Gonggong like a dead dog. In the past, his tone had always been half-yin and unpleasant, but when he said these few words, the tone of his voice changed and turned serious.

"Yes, the disciple saved. will never disappoint the hard work of the master and the king. ”

"Di Xin Gong sends two seniors!" Compared to the cultivation of Mo Yin and Rakshasa, Di Xin can only be regarded as a late learner at best, but counting the age of the previous life, maybe the Rakshasa and Mo Gonggong combined, may not be able to compare to Di Xin.

For some reason, Di Xin had a familiar feeling for the two people in front of him for no reason, and even more, it was like being connected by blood.

The top of the Tien Shan Mountains.

The figures of Rakshasa and Mo Yin and Mo Gonggong came to this cold place in a blink of an eye.

The area of the Earth Star is partial to the east, and it is not a very big place, of course, it is impossible to be like the past desolate world, and there are also the divisions of Beiju Luzhou, Dongsheng Shenzhou, Xiniuhe Continent and Beiju Luzhou.

It is said that Beiju Luzhou is extremely cold, and the top of this Tianshan Mountain is not far behind.

"Brother Mu is not the Fire Spirit Emperor, how could he suddenly like such a cold place?" Under the hat, Rakshasa looked quite puzzled.

"We don't know. However, the environment here is gloomy and cold, but it makes our family feel quite comfortable. Brother Mu is the best at playing with fire, hasn't he always hated it here? It's really strange. ”

Holding the red-bearded guest in one hand, Mo Yin and Mo Gonggong stretched out his hand to embrace this cold world.

"You, finally, are here. ”

"Who?!"

"Who is it?!"

The two turned back alertly, only to find that there was no one around. Except for the howling wind, the sky and the earth were white, and there was nothing else to see as far as the eye could see.

The Rakshasa's thumb was already pressed against the scabbard, and the scimitar could be out of its body at any moment. Mo Yin and Mo Gonggong threw the restrained red-bearded guest on the ground like garbage.

Countless white snowflakes were absorbed by him in his hands, and Mo Yin's father-in-law's eyes suddenly became vicious and vicious, no longer as kind as usual.

After a long time, a gray-robed man with a wooden expression slowly appeared in front of them. The gray-robed man was motionless, as if a piece of wood was standing there, but whether it was Rakshasa or Mo Yin, they could obviously feel a great pressure from him.

"I've been waiting, you, for a long time. ”

Wind and snow, more abundant.