Chapter 207: 斩武芎 (1/2)
Through the words of the old man, everyone knows that this is a enchanting trial,
All the people who walked out of it were enchanting, all of them changed color, and there was panic in their eyes.
At the same time, everyone turned their heads and looked at the purple sable. Here, the only one who dares to call the enchanting is the sable.
”Peng.”
I saw the purple scorpion, the golden light flashed, and it was easy to make a punch. The golden light was shining, and the sharp edge was easily blasted.
”Boom.”
The golden light appeared, like a sharp blade, rushing toward the front, and the large blade disappeared instantly.
The blade of the sword came in, and the purple scorpion guarded the three people. It was very easy. With the sound of the fluff, the sharp blade was broken.
Easy and natural,
”God, it’s enchanting.”
”Is the prohibition here also for the purple scorpion, why, why he is so lucky.”
Some people are dissatisfied, and their eyes are filled with envy and hatred.
”Hey.”
The emptiness of the emptiness, another round of sharp edges appeared, emitting cold light, flashing past,
“Hey.” “Hey.”
The filmmakers die, and under the edge of the blade, few people can escape a blow.
”when.”
The sharp blade smashes on a long knife, and the long knife makes a sound, and the smashing breaks. At the same time, another sharp edge passes over the other's neck.
A human skull rolled down, and the neck was bloody.
This is a tragic picture. Nearly 90% of the monks, without any resistance, are killed by the sharp edge. This is a massacre. The monks die in large movies, and the speed of death is faster than outside.
”Help.”
”Purple, save us.”
”Purple, save me, I will thank you.”
Some people exclaimed, looked desperate, and some monks rushed toward the purple sable. They were very smart and knew to hide behind the purple scorpion.
“Hey.” “Hey.”
A monk fell on the way, screaming and screaming, but also abruptly stopped.
”If you don't want to die here, you will always go forward. Only when you get to the front will you be able to save your life.”
The old voice sounded again,
In a short while, more than 200 people have died. It is very tragic.
”I said it early.”
For this life, everyone is crazy, and the scorpion rushes toward the front.
At the same time, some monks hid behind the purple scorpion and wanted to seek asylum.
”Roll, I came first.”
”Get out of my way.”
There are many people coming here, and the safety zone next to the purple scorpion is also very limited. Some people have already had a squabble, and then they started.
”Puff puff.”
At this time, a sharp blade emerged from behind the purple scorpion, and instantly penetrated the bodies of these monks, and everyone fell to the ground.
”Be careful.”
The face of the purple cicada changed, and the ancient soldiers appeared in the hands, emitting silver light, sweeping around, and the sharp blades were smashed.
”We are accelerating.”
The purple scorpion is accelerating with three people. At this moment, there are sharp edges in all directions, which is very dangerous.
”It's very yin.”
The purple sable was pinched in the hand, and it was very yin, with a chilly golden light, flying toward the front. When it passed, a large piece of sharp edge was annihilated, and a safe passage appeared.
”go.”
Zi Yan took Su Mengyao and stepped forward.
”Qingfeng 斩.”
At the same time, Zi Yan is also playing a record of Qingfeng, a thick blade, with a forward-looking momentum, rushing to the front,
There are not many combat techniques mastered by Zi Yan, but each one is an extremely powerful existence, which is considered to be the strongest combat skill.
At this moment, it’s very easy to be in this blade.
”How can he play the game, is it not sealed?”
”Why is this?”
Everyone was amazed and kept calling, but Zi Yan protects the three people, and the pressure is not small. Naturally, there is no strength to protect everyone.
All the way forward, toward the end of the avenue,
Suddenly, the purple eyes disappeared and I saw an acquaintance.
a figure protected by a tweezers,
”Wuhan.” Purple 宸瞳 一 shrink, Wu Hao is a member of Wu Zong, is also a martial arts system, has a very strong background,
”Miao Kong, your grievances with the monks, what is going on in the end.” Zi Yan asked, and the eyes were full of killings.
”This is something a few years ago.” Miao Kong also saw the monk, and understood what he meant. ”We belong to Wu Zong's two forces. I didn't agree with it. I struggled with it. A few years ago, I went out with a guard. When I came, I saw Wu Hao’s slap in the face of one of my little sisters.
”At the time, the monk did not meet me. When I met, I almost ruined the life of the monk, and let him lay in bed for several months.”