Chapter 138: A Sword

Huang San's boning knife had a blood groove on it, and the blood groove was full of blood stains that had turned black, and the entire blood stain was dried up in the blood groove.

Huang San was holding the knife at the moment.

The whole person was covered with a rich blood color, the blood color was exuding to the outside, and the blood-colored aura was entwined around this Huang San, and the blood-colored aura continued to drift into all kinds of evil ghosts, all of whom had been killed by this knife.

All in all, in Ye Bai's later words.

It just looks like a flower.

Huang San said very indifferently: "I don't know what you mean by saying these words. But I think you want to die, I can be sure of this, you want to know, why did I squander all the essence blood of people who don't know how much has accumulated in the blood tank here?"

Ye Bai said very neatly: "No." ”

Huang San was a little unable to answer.

He said in a low voice, "The reader doesn't want to hear you talk like this, because I can't go on, and your death is not very good." ”

Ye Bai ignored it.

Huang San suddenly felt that he had something to say, but looking at Ye Bai's attitude, he had to say something, it was not interesting for him to appreciate the dead, only when the taste of this person's life and the hope of life were all killed when this person was alive, that feeling was the best.

Huang San watched.

Said to himself.

Sometimes it is very uncomfortable to say what you want to say, but you can't say it, he continued impatiently, saying: "That's because this blood tank is the most tortured place, I slowly inject your soul into it, so that you will be tortured like this for the rest of your life, and these souls, also because of your liberation, and after they are freed, these blood qi will be injected into my boning knife, this knife will be faster, but your death will be more painful." ”

Ye Bai said: "You have a lot of words. ”

Huang Sandao: "I don't care what, I'm going to finish, don't bother me, okay?"

Huang Sanqi's complexion distorted.

For the first time, Ye Bai looked at a person who had become like this because he hadn't finished a word, so he had to nod and say, "It's good that you're happy." ”

Huang San breathed a sigh of relief.

He continued: "Your death will be painful, because when my knife pierces your throat, the flesh will also inject your soul at the same time, so that your soul will continue to be filled with these flesh, and although your body is dead, your soul will be more painful in your shell. ”

Ye Bai nodded.

Huang San stopped talking.

He felt that it was time to kill Ye Bai.

The eyes of the four eyes also saw it, the boning knife kept turning, and the blood on it was already ticking all over the top, like a blood film with blood wrapped on it, and the continuous pitch-black thing extended down.

Turned into the appearance of various evil spirits and entangled.

The knife moved.

Ye Bai didn't look at it, Huang Sha was more attractive than Huang San.

He dropped his head.

The monk was about to make a move, and he felt that he should be able to kill Ye Bai first.

The plain white finger was also coming this way.

They're not faster than anyone.

And who can kill Ye Bai first.

This killing does not only include the physical body, but also Ye Bai's soul, they want to make Ye Bai's form and god annihilated, this kind of death is the way Ye Bai should die.

The monk's fingers used the fingers of the dragon and the tiger.

One finger is enough to wipe out all a person's spirit, and behind him is still followed by a galaxy like glass, constantly fluttering, directly towards Ye Bai's eyebrows, and the strings of beads are not constantly floating.

Suppress that zombie.

The thick gray corpse aura on the zombie's body continued to rise, but it was still to no avail.

Plain white fingers.

There were ripples, this was not a pond, but there were ripples in the space, this finger was flicking in the void, and it was time to come out in front of Ye Bai.

The starlight dissipated in an instant.

The plain white slowed down for a moment.

They saw a flash of sword light.

This sword light is the ugliest sword light they have ever seen in their lives, but it is the fastest sword, this sword has no moves, just like a child who accidentally got the sword, accidentally pulled the sword away, and then flicked it at will.

The moves of this sword are incomparably comfortable.

Even with a little bit of free and easy.

The sword rejoices.

The starlight is incomparably brilliant, but underneath this sword, the starlight is just glass, and the starlight is just a broken gaze.

The plain white fingers on the top of the Qi brush are broken.

Four half-amputated fingers fell to the ground.

Huang San's knife hasn't gone out yet.

He saw the sword light, and only he could see it.

He couldn't dodge this sword, he could only put his knife on his neck, Huang San thought of the scene when he once held the knife and put it on the body of those who kept begging for mercy, he was now like the person who was killed at that time.

But he felt he would be different.

Because as long as Ye Bai's broken sword arrives at his sword's side.

He was enough to kill Ye Bai.

He believed in his boning knife.

This boning knife is no ordinary knife.

Where can an ordinary knife be held by him for so many years.

The texture of this boning knife is derived from the extraterrestrial meteor kill.

After he got it, it was a piece the size of the Western Gengjin's instruction, which was sharp and unparalleled, and cutting anything was like cutting tofu.

So Huang San has his own support.

As long as Ye Bai's sword came to his side.

Then Ye Bai's sword will be broken by this sharp boning knife.

And once a swordsman is without a sword, then it is time for him to die.

Huang San thought.

He used to be confident in himself, but now he is not confident.

He involuntarily touched a bag beside him.

Zhongzhou is some of the rest of the domain without something,

It's just that these things are very rare.

For example: Qiankun bags

It is said that this thing is not from this world, but from the mysterious extraterrestrial things, which they cannot obtain, and now they get some leftover things from a long time ago, because the space spell has been lost.

Of course, the White Horse Temple has a palm Buddha country.

Mustard Spell.

But it needs the cultivation of the Jindan period to be able to use it, and the restrictions are too great.

There was a corpse in his bag, a corpse that could be inhabited by his soul, and he had the same cultivation as him.

The sword fell.

It's incredibly fast.

The knife shattered.

Yes.

A skull fell, gurgling and rolling, and fell into the deep abyss below, which was bottomless, and the skull fell, stained with yellow sand

It turned into minced meat

Ye Bai looked over there.

Huang San ran away.

It was his body that died, and his soul, though badly wounded, escaped.

Ye Bai looked at the corpse and said, "Interesting, is this your Zhongzhou's ability? Sure enough, it is in line with the cold temperament of a cultivator, a person who can completely fit the body, and when he is dying, he places his soul on that body." ”

Huang San didn't dare to look back.

He didn't dare to imagine Ye Bai's swordsmanship, what would happen to him if Ye Bai struck a sword again?

Huang San disappeared.

Yellow sand has become the protagonist here.

The yellow sand faded and turned into a pitch-black color.

There are no plain white hands.

There is no starlight glass

They ran.

Yes, the two top disciples of Zhongzhou ran away.

Running into the distance, Huang San looked at his body, this body belonged to his half-brother, so it could completely contain his soul, and he looked at this body with a slight smile on his face.

But for a moment.

The whole person is distorted.

The sword qi slowly emerged from above the arm, and the body was slowly showing signs of collapse, the broken body slowly fused, and was instantly wiped out by the sword qi, especially the arm, which was slowly collapsing like glass

Huang San watched silently.

I could only grit my teeth and cut off an arm, forcing all the sword qi that was suppressed in my soul to pass.

That's how you can live.

Su Su looked around.

Turn and leave.

What they just did was like a farce.

She lost four fingers.

There are four notches on the plain white fingers, which are very scary and imperfect.

The monk said, "Donor, your knife is slow." ”

"Have you ever seen a sword that fast?"

Huang San's yellow face is now slowly recovering, and it is not the bloodless appearance just now. 、

He asked rhetorically.

Looking back on that sword now, he still felt amazing, amazing to an incredible realm.

The monk said: "On the Tao Conference, there are still seven years, seven years? seven years, I will go back, I will go back to cultivate a Buddhist supernatural power, palm the Buddha Kingdom, hoping to kill it." ”

The monk said: "Actually, after his sword, we can not leave." ”

The monk still spoke a little measured, saving some face for himself and Huang San.

Walk and run.

It's always different in their impressions.

Huang San shook his head, he was frightened.

The monk watched.

Suddenly, he said: "Your knife is broken, it's okay, but if your Dao heart is broken, then it's over." ”

Huang San nodded.

Then he looked at the island on Ye Bai's side and suddenly said, "I still have a senior brother." ”

The monk said, "Your senior brother, why haven't I heard of it. ”

"A person can actually use these two souls, I have always used one soul, I have always used this soul when I killed pigs, and I also used it when I killed people, because that soul is too terrifying. Huang Sandao.

The monk said: "That's good, seven years later, I'll see if his sword is still so fast." In fact, he is exhausted, and we can kill him. ”

Huang San glanced at the disciples over there and said, "We don't have to do it ourselves. ”

"Seven years later, it's the last chance. ”

"By the way, her reincarnation skill of a plain girl should have reached the first level. ”

The monk asked suddenly.

Huang San was silent.

The whole person suddenly turned into a numb expression, and then walked into the distance step by step.

The monk looked puzzled in his eyes.

The figure is also slowly fading.

For leaf white.

They already knew how powerful they were, and this time they were a little underestimated.

They will have a special check and balance on Ye Bai.