Chapter 139 (1/2)

”Ha ha ha, you are here...” Zuling Wang Shangli struck with a knife, and a scream came from the distance. His whole arm flew into the air, leaving a pool of blood, but his figure disappeared again.

”Hum, the foreign dog has escaped from the king's pursuit several times. Such a clumsy means is worthy of showing off in front of my Wang Shangli?”

The voice did not fall, the knife splashed, rumbling and loud.

Zhou lie passed on his voice and asked, ”OK? If you don't run away, I'm afraid that the madman Wang will smell us. This guy is a living monk of six grades. He is even higher than uncle Guo Xingyan. He must be more sensitive than that big guy. ”

Jingquan did not dare to talk to his ears. She wrote a word on Zhou lie's wrist with her finger.

”Still waiting?” Out of his trust in Jingquan, Zhou lie held his breath and waited patiently, never letting a breath come out.

He suddenly thought that there were two little guys on his head, and he quickly reminded Ying'er to pay more attention to it. The gap between the ranks was too big. The exposed breath was like cutting his head. He was really not sure to carry it.

Sometimes patience is very important.

”Kill to...” In the dark, a figure sprang up and turned to cut out 18 cold lights.

He was not stupid. He went directly to Wang Si Liu. He knew that if he solved the Zuting friar, the ancestral spirit would lose its dependence and disappear naturally.

”It turned out to be a ghost monk.” Zhou is very happy. He likes watching dogs bite dogs.

”Go...” Jingquan responds quickly, grabs Zhou lie's ear and runs in the opposite direction. He wishes he could not have two more legs.

”Who is it?”

The light of the knife came.

Liupinzu Lingzhen is not covered. When suppressing the ghost repair, he can also separate his hand to chop on a knife.

Zhou lie cried out: ”Damn it, how can the strength of the sword be transmitted so far?”

Under the awn of the sword, nine groups of light and shadow exploded.

The shadow of the nine big tripod blocks the blade awn for a moment. The best steel blade splits at this moment. Fortunately, the distance is a little far away, and the power of the blade has been reduced a lot. Otherwise, Zhou lie and Jing Quan will have to cut their back between one breath.

Wang Si Liu looked up and looked up. He was carrying a blue stone bar up to eight meters high. The blue stone bar was the seven killing stele. On it, seven killing words were drawn with the strength of a knife, forming a kind of murderous spirit. He was still wearing the mask on the bronze sparrow hall, but the mask was half broken. His long gray hair hung over his shoulder. He looked like a prisoner on death row. He was very embarrassed.

”Is this breath familiar? It's Is it the boy from the mountain village on the Tongque hall? How could he have come to xushuijian with his qualifications

Zuling waved his saber and brought up a terrible sound.

With a strange cry, the ghost Xiu threw out 36 black pearls. In a burst of light and shadow, he wanted to take the opportunity to escape.