Suddenly, there was a sharp whistle, like a sword! But Zhou Cong's spirit was suddenly shocked, and the overlord halberd in his hand suddenly strengthened, and the stone man team that rushed up was pressed down again. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The blood tide was surging, but it was one and the other with the Danhuo, Zhao Min's silver teeth clenched, and he shouted! The Danhuo suddenly turned prosperous, and the surging blood tide also bowed his head under the sudden outbreak of the Danhuo. The blood tide roared, gathering the power of this next wave of attacks. Zhao Min is already at the end of the crossbow, if there is another wave of blood, he will inevitably be seriously injured if the Dan fire is extinguished, and he will even die of incense.

A sharp whistle sounded, only to see a few people stepping on the blood tide to come, the leader of the person was dressed in white, holding a Longquan sword, dancing like the wind, fast like lightning, and his posture was chic like a fluttering shock. A judge who is as ruthless as hell. The five people behind him were all dressed in green clothes, with a momentum like a tiger, and their cultivation was all in the Yuanying Realm. The five of them followed closely behind the young man in white.

In an instant, the blood tide receded, and the stone man turned into dust. The man in white stood still in front of Zhou Cong, and saw him dressed in white, with slender fingers, soft black hair and a shawl, two bright eyes, lips pursed up and down, and an evil smile on his face.

Zhou Cong and the others had already exhausted their strength, supported their bodies, bowed deeply, and thanked the man in white.

The man in white dodged away from the cold in his mouth: "Don't thank me, I'm just the one who was ordered to kill you!"

Zhou Cong was puzzled: "If you kill me, why save me?"

The man in white smiled: "If I don't save you, how can I kill you?"

"Just bring these people to kill me?" Zhou Cong asked

"Of course not," the man in white pursed his lips, "it's just me!"

"Yourself?" Zhou Cong said, "Aren't they human?"

"Myself!" Before the man in white finished speaking, as soon as I said the word, I saw his figure burst backwards, and a man in green clothes had not yet reacted, and had already been pierced through the neck by a sword. Kill one person and your own word is just right!

Seeing this, the other four people each beckoned to the man in white with their blades, but the man in white did not dodge, did not parry, stabbed obliquely with a sword, and killed another person before the three knives came. Its sword is fast, and the last to come first!

The shadow of the sword flashed, and the other two were pierced through their necks and fell to the ground.

"Now it's really a person!" Zhou Cong couldn't help but secretly complain, his realm was not in the realm, and its correspondence was only the Yuanying realm, but seeing that the man in white killed the five people in the Yuanying realm, he was only talking and laughing. The cultivation of the man in white should be unfathomable!

The man in white pointed at Zhou Cong: "It's your turn now!"

Zhou Cong said: "Why?"

The man in white replied: "Interests!"

Zhou Cong asked, "Who are you employed?"

The man in white: "After you die, I will tell you when you pay tribute!"

After speaking, the tip of the white-clothed man's sword was sent forward, and the sharp tip of the sword pierced the air, and the sound of breaking the air screamed, stabbing at Zhou Cong's neck.

Zhou Cong dodged, with the halberd in his hand, and went towards the sword stand, but a halberd was in the air.

The sword of the man in white was like a snake, and the sword body shook and rolled towards Zhou Cong's wrist.

The sword is too fast, the parry is useless, Zhou Cong can't help but be angry, his heart is horizontal, he gritted his teeth and didn't parry, attacking it must be saved is the king.

When the sword came again, Zhou Cong did not dodge, fought for his life, endured a hard sword, and the halberd followed the sword body and stabbed at the man in white.

The man in white collected his sword and dodged, the tip of the heavy wrist sword was raised, and he stabbed at Zhou Cong's ribs, Zhou Cong still did not dodge, and turned his halberd into a fist, and suddenly the golden light penetrated his body, and the shadow of his fist was like the wind.

There was a loud bang, and the two immediately separated, only to see Zhou Cong's shirt cracked, a sword mark under his ribs, and golden blood turned around the wound, but it did not drip, but the wound was healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Look at the man in white again, there is a slight red on his proud lips, and his eyes are cold and solemn!

"You!!" said the man in white, "If it weren't for the entrustment, maybe we could be friends!"

"You're not bad!" Zhou Cong replied: "I think friends, it's not about life and death!"

Saying that, the man in white jumped up, the sword stabbed obliquely, and its tricky angle, suddenly stabbed out, the sword was as fast as electricity, and between the calcium carbide sparks, Zhou Cong could not avoid it.

Oh, there was a crisp sound, and I saw Zhao Min's delicate figure, which rolled out, and the blood that spurted out drew a bright rainbow in the air.

And Zhou Cong's halberd was already on the neck of the man in white.

It turned out that when the sword of the man in white stabbed at Zhou Cong, Zhao Min sacrificed the copper tripod and tried his best to block a sword for Zhou Cong, and the victory or defeat of the master was in an instant, maybe Zhao Min only blocked the man in white for a moment, but this moment decided the victory.

Zhou Cong's halberd had also reached the throat of the man in white.

"I've lost!" The man in white slowly closed his eyes and said without concern: "Come on, let's do it!"

You're not afraid of death?" Zhou Cong asked.

"Hehe, collecting money to kill people, either life or death, why be afraid!" The man in white replied impassionedly, which made Zhou Cong feel good and sympathetic.

Zhou Cong slowly withdrew the overlord halberd, and looked at the man in white with a smile: "You said that we can be friends!"

"En!" the man in white nodded, turned his head and flew up lonely: "Be careful of the Zhang family!"

The man in white came and went like the wind, and in a flash, he was gone.

Zhou Cong helped Zhao Min up, walked to the giant coffin, and threw a punch, the rubble flew sideways, and the coffin lid was suddenly opened, but the coffin was not said to be corpse liquid, but there was no tide at all, only a dry corpse was lying down.

A dry corpse with deep-set eye sockets, pale eyeballs, only two holes left in the nose, a mouth wide open, and protruding teeth. Ten fingers are like hooks, crossed with the chest.

"Ah!" Zhao Min stood behind Zhou Cong, covering his eyes with his hands, but looked at the dried corpse in the coffin between his fingers, and screamed in fright.

"What's wrong" Zhou Cong turned around and asked: "Don't look if you're afraid, you go and sit next to me for a while, I'll be fine for a while!"

"No," Zhao Min hurriedly waved his hand: "Look at the corpse, it's actually laughing"

"Hehe, you are so frightened......" Zhou Cong didn't finish his words, but the unfinished words were stuck in his throat and couldn't be spoken, he looked at the corpse in the coffin in surprise.

The corpse did not move, but there seemed to be an expression on its face, and the corners of the mouth gradually protruded with teeth that were slightly curved. Like a smile, like a mockery, the eyes that are deeply sunken in the sockets, the gray pupils are like ripples spinning, sucking people's souls.

The dried corpse in front of Zhou Cong's eyes had already turned into a peerless beauty. Bright eyes and bright teeth, clever smile. Ten fingers stroked Zhou Cong's chest.

"Brother Zhou!" Zhao Min saw that Zhou Cong's eyes were confused, his aura was pressed in his throat, and he shouted coquettishly, and his voice was like a golden bead falling on a jade plate, which was refreshing.

Suddenly, Zhou Cong jumped backwards, and there was a slender nail on his chest, and the palm was as dry as a chicken claw.

"Giggles" The coffin suddenly laughed coquettishly, and the voice was full of charm.

And the owner of this voice also stood up, his dry fingers, made an orchid shape, mechanically combed the sparse gray hair on his head, opened his mouth with bulging teeth, and asked in a whisper: "Childe, am I not beautiful?"

"Beautiful, you are beautiful" said Zhou Cong faced the dry corpse, using enough domineering power, and his fist hit it like a meteor.

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