Chapter 69: The White Civet

Xu Cheng sneered, his face still pale.

Wu Yan's face was as cold as ice, and his murderous aura was boiling.

This is the most inferior method of provoking the Hehuan Sect, and of course, it is also unique to the Hehuan Sect's exercises.

The eldest grandson Ronghu smiled at Na Xu Cheng and said, "This is your younger brother again, but he has a good face." I just don't know what it tastes like, but I can take a few bites. ”

At this moment, the position of these three people is very interesting, Xu Cheng and Wu Yan faintly surrounded the eldest grandson Ronghu in one place.

It is false that this eldest grandson Ronghu made Xu Cheng ugly, and it is true that he wants to kill Xu Cheng and escape.

"Hiss. ”

At this moment, in the dark, the two black centipedes and the white centipede were swallowed by breath, and the black centipede almost grew up, and its whole body was like iron, hissing but its eyes flashed red, watching Wu Yan fly away.

The two large front jaws are very sharp.

This centipede actually devoured a fellow species, that is, to devour the master.

And this moment is the last chance for the eldest grandson Ronghu.

A stream of Hehuan exercises, with that yin and yang breath, came towards Xu Cheng without hesitation.

The means were decisive, but Xu Cheng's performance made the eldest grandson Ronghu regret it.

Xu Cheng turned out to be under this breath, without a trace of messiness, and the tyrannical fireball in his hand turned out to be straight up, and his body did not move at all.

The aura of the Hehuan Sect's lust and lust is the most provocative for men, this breath is neither poisonous nor medicine, but it is unfavorable, and at this moment, Xu Cheng's reaction is extremely unexpected for this woman.

As for wanting to take advantage of the opportunity to kill, don't even think about it.

Xu Cheng's figure blocked it, but the ghost fire moved forward.

The ghost fire is small, but the timing is ingenious.

The eldest grandson Ronghu has lost the last chance at this moment, and as soon as he bites his silver teeth, he doesn't care about it, and he uses means to kill strongly, so that his body will stop for a while, but at this moment, he can't care about it.

Hehuan Sect, the law of the Black Prison, is based on the complementarity of yin and yang, and the means of killing are the outside, and this woman is of course no exception.

With a shake of his arm, the cloud-like sleeve turned into a streamer and killed towards Xu Cheng.

The sleeves are extremely soft, but at this moment, with the unique black prison murderous aura of the Hehuan Sect, it is also like steel.

Xu Cheng didn't dare to resist, but he couldn't retreat, because he had studied this move when he was in the Hehuan Sect, and only if he started to retreat, then the endless vitality was rolling in, and this move also had a name in the Hehuan Sect, which was to cut off the water.

Drawing the knife to cut off the water and the water is more flowing, that's the case.

Xu Cheng didn't retreat, but his arms were already covered with scales.

And at this moment, at Wu Yan's place, a sword roar came.

Xu Cheng suddenly felt goosebumps on almost all the skin on his body.

Sword Cultivation.

This Senior Sister Wu Yan turned out to be a sword cultivator.

The sword is fast and sharp.

It was a thin sword, the thin sword used by the woman, and at this moment, it actually broke through the cloud sleeve and came, with that sharp aura.

The eldest grandson Ronghu was shocked, knowing that he was afraid that he would not be able to kill the person in front of him, and he couldn't help but hate it even more, looking at Xu Cheng's handsome cheeks, his killing intent also doubled.

"Whoosh. ”

The sword is stunning, no less than that.

Xu Cheng compared the sharpness brought by the defensive Hana sword on his skin to each other, and suddenly speculated in his heart, because the sword was too sharp.

The eldest grandson Ronghu, one of his sleeves has been torn apart by the sword in the blink of an eye.

After the sound of the sword.

Wu Yan also appeared in front of that Xu Cheng.

Wu Yan looked at the eldest grandson Ronghu's disheveled appearance, and said with a sarcastic expression on his beautiful face: "This is what you Hehuan Sect disciples should look like, isn't it?"

The eldest grandson Ronghu sneered in his heart and was very angry, but his face was silent and asked, "Didn't you, the swordsman of the Xuanyin Sect, also find such a face from your younger brother?"

This eldest grandson Ronghu has a sharp mouth, and he is not afraid at all.

When Wu Yan heard this, he frowned and said, "There's a lot of nonsense." ”

The sword in his hand, but it moved.

The thin sword shook, and the sharp sword qi was heading towards the eldest grandson Ronghu, although the thin sword was small, but at this moment it was also extremely domineering.

Xu Cheng looked at these sword moves and was a little proficient, as if he had seen them somewhere, but he didn't have a clue how to think about it.

That Wu Yan said: "Back then, I couldn't kill you with this set of Xuanyin Earthquake Ghost Sword Technique, but I want to try again." ”

"Kill. ”

The voice was sonorous, like the sound of gold and iron.

The sword turned into a streamer, and the sword roar on it originally seemed to be a dragon's roar, but now it has turned into a ghost roar.

Xu Cheng retreated vaguely, this is the true strength of the disciples of the sect in the half-step enlightenment realm.

"Kill. ”

The eldest grandson Ronghu glanced at Wu Yan, but the corners of his mouth were also cold: "Back then, you sisters and brothers couldn't kill me, and now you are still like this." ”

The disciples of the Hehuan Sect have the fastest cultivation speed, almost devouring, reversing yin and yang, but the foundation is unstable, so there are some shackles, but this eldest grandson Ronghu is using the courage to go to the black prison law enforcement hall to cultivate, and his cultivation is also a thousand miles a day, not to mention that cultivation is a killing technique, it is also fundamentally different from before.

This kind of battle Xu Cheng is only for the sake of being able to watch, of course, when Xu Cheng has not changed.

Liuyun's sleeves were gone, but after the eldest grandson Ronghu said the word, the pink aura in his hand suddenly transformed into a pitch-black chain.

On the chain, white and black flashed from time to time, which was the two qi of yin and yang, but at this moment, it completely turned gray.

This is the most low-level spell of the Demon Chain and the Hehuan Sect, but there are also several low-level spells, pink is the second, and white is the second. Black is a little second, but gray is the most powerful.

The gray chains diffracted and turned into a gray snake.

The ghost sword turned into a powerful ghost at this moment, and the tip of the sword was the sharpest claw of the ghost, and the attack at this moment also exhausted Wu Yan's vitality, sword cultivation skills, and at this moment, in the hands of that Wu Yan, he had begun to show some ability.

"Hiss, hiss. ”

The chain of yin and yang, at this moment, turned into a poisonous snake and climbed over, extending and mixing with the thin sword, and the two things stirred together to make a sound of gold and iron, crunching sound.

"Bang, bang, bang. ”

The whole chain is now crumbling open.

The whole chain of the bang was scattered.

The sword didn't know when it was in Wu Yan's hand again, and the tip of the sword stayed three inches on the chest of the eldest grandson Ronghu.

The eldest grandson Ronghu, his full chest rose and fell, but the sword did not stop at all.

Wu Yan's face was also a little pale, but his serious killing expression did not stop at all.

"Kill. ”

"Tear up. ”

The fabric on the chest was shattered, revealing a full chest, but a huge white civet appeared.

The sword stops.