Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

"Ahem..."

　　 The boatman Huoxie only felt his throat irritated and coughed.

　　What the **** is this white fog?

　　 Why does it stay away, block the line of sight, and irritate the throat?

　　 He kept waving his hand to drive away the gray mist, and saw that a layer of gray-white powder fell on his body, as if it was sprinkled with a layer of flour...Even the divine power of the Nether could not isolate it.

　　 Huo Xie was awe-inspiring and cautious.

　　 cursed in my heart at the same time: It's really shameless.

　　 Jian Xiaoyao used such a despicable method.

　　 He tried to spread the power of the Netherworld and radiate it in a range of 50 meters around him. In this way, any wind and grass would not escape his perception, in case of a sneak attack...

　　 When encountering Jian Xiaoyao's conversation, he must be careful.

　　 At the beginning, he also thought about whether he could stab Xiaoyao to death.

　　 But now it seems that even if it is awakening the power of the Nether sealed in the body, it is not Jian Xiaoyao's opponent to fight alone.

　　 This made him uncontrollably frustrated and frustrated.

　　 At the same time, he was more determined to behead the sword at ease.

　　 Suddenly, within the radiation range of the nether divine power, energy fluctuations came.

"Who?"

　　 Huo Xie drank loudly, and the Black Nether Spear had already assassinated it.

　　锵.

　　 The force of the counter shock came.

"it's me."

　　 The man whispered: "Ming Ruo."

　　 is the voice of the **** Ming Ruo.

　　 But Huo Xie still didn't dare to be careless, feeling very vigilantly with the power of the netherworld.

　　 is indeed the breath of the spirit of Ming Ruo.

correct.

　　 Divine power breath is the unique symbol of every god, family, **** warrior, and magician, and cannot be faked or simulated.

　　 Huo Xie breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 "I found a secret about Jian Xiaoyao..."

　　Mingruo whispered, slowly approaching.

　　 "What's the secret?"

　　 A trace of curiosity arose in Huo Xie's heart.

　　 But the next moment--

　　嗤.

　　 My heart feels cold.

　　 A non-mainstream big silver sword pierced his body.

　　 Huo Xie was startled, and said angrily: "You..."

　　 The phrase ‘what are you doing’ was not finished yet, and a silver light flashed.

　　 The non-mainstream big silver sword pierced directly into his mouth.

　　 stabbed all the rest of his words back.

　　 Huo Xie opened his eyes wide, and finally saw the face of the figure in front of him clearly.

　　 What kind of gods are there?

　　 is clearly Jian Xiaoyao.

　　 I saw the latter holding a non-mainstream big silver sword in his right hand, his eyes flashed with a ridiculous Li Mang, and his left hand was...

　　 The head of the **** Ling Ming Ruo.

　　溟箬 is dead?

　　 died so soon?

　　 From the moment the sword Xiaoyao swung the white powder to this moment, it was only thirty breaths of time. This **** was killed by the sword Xiaoyao?

　　 waste.

　　 What a waste.

　　 In Huo Xie's mind, a lot of question marks popped up in an instant, and it was frightened and unspeakable.

　　 But Lin Beichen would not give him any chance to speak.

　　 his wrist flicked.

　　 Huo Xie's tongue, teeth, and throat were all shattered instantly.

　　 There is also a transparent hole in his neck.

　　 draw the sword.

　　 stab again.

　　 嗤嗤嗤.

　　 There was a slight breaking sound.

　　 The non-mainstream big silver sword turned into countless cold stars. In an instant, in Huo Xie's body, I don't know how many swords he stabbed, and he stabbed holes in dark black blood.

　　At the same time, the power of Consciousness God Fire Realm erupted from the wound.

　　 Scarlet flames emerged from the wound and swallowed Huo Xie's body.

　　 "Hehehe..."

　　 Huo Xie's throat is like a leaky bellows, making a low voice.

"what happened?"

　　 A passionate voice of Pan came from directly in front of him.

　　 When his consciousness was dead, Huo Xie's eyes widened, and he saw the most incredible thing in the world——

　　 Jian Xiaoyao stood on the spot, the energy ripples on his body flickered slightly, the flame's breath began to change incredible, the crimson light turned into the color of darkness, and the black light enveloped Jian Xiaoyao's body.

　　 In just three breaths, Jian Xiaoyao became him.

　　 His ghostly supernatural power is exactly the same as Jian Xiaoyao's simulation.

　　 So, this is the reason why Jian Xiaoyao can sneak attack just now?

　　 Then, Huo Xie saw a scene that made him tremble even more--

　　 Jian Xiaoyao seemed to be a weasel about to steal a chicken, with a smirk in his eyes, imitating his voice, and roared.

　　 "It's a despicable sword escape..."

　　 "Beware of his sneak attacks..."

　　 "Oh, I was hit by the sword..."

　　 I saw Jian Xiaoyao yelling and slapped his chest at the same time, then, looking like his body was out of control, he flew directly in the direction of Pan Duoqing's voice.

　　 mean!

　　 Shameless!

　　 Shameless!

　　 Huo Xie's eyes are splitting.

　　 He understands that he was conspired just now.

　　 Consciousness began to sink.

　　 It was pitch black in line of sight.

　　 He knew that he was finished.

　　 Pan's passion is also over.

　　 This assassination organized by the great master gods who worked so hard to plan and organize was actually broken by the evil spirit Jian Xiaoyao using this method.

　　……

　　 Pan Duoqing heard Huo Xie's angry and sad cry.

　　 He felt tight, and immediately walked forward.

　　 Huo Xie is an ally, and you must not just watch him die in Jian Xiaoyao.

　　 Otherwise, the lips will die and the teeth will be cold.

　　 Suddenly, a figure in front of him fell over.

　　 is Huo Xie.

　　 Pan Duoqing perceives it instantly, and it is his ally.

　　Maybe appearance and clothing can be faked, but the breath of supernatural power can never be imitated.

　　 This is the iron law of the gods.

　　 "Where is the sword Xiaoyao?"

　　 He went to pick up ‘Huo Xie’ with his left hand, and prepared a counterattack with a gun in his right hand.

"he is……"

　　 ‘Huo Xie’ let out a strange and weird laughter in a low voice, and said, “It’s right here, Jie Jie Jie Jie."

　　 Pan sentimentally startled.

　　 Soon my heart felt cold.

　　 He slowly lowered his head.

　　 A silver, thick and hard big stick pierced the 【Sun Seeking Armor】and pierced into his heart.

　　Non-mainstream big silver sword?

　　 Sword Xiaoyao? !

　　 Pan sentimental and horrified, immediately withdrew and retreated.

　　 But Lin Beichen finally got into his arms, how could he give him a chance to get out?

　　咻咻咻.

　　 The non-mainstream big silver sword shook, shattering most of Pan Duoqing's body organs.

　　 The sword light scattered all over the sky.

　　锵锵锵.

　　 The sound of gold and iron clinking is endless.

　　Pan passionately tried to block the sword light, but the first opportunity was lost, and the gun was scattered within a few strokes. The silver sword light broke through the parry like mercury, and hit him...

　　 The power of the divine fire realm exploded frantically in his body.

　　The power collapsed.

　　 The air machine collapsed.

　　 Unconsciousness.

　　嗤.

　　 The arm holding the gun was cut off.

　　嗤.

　　 The dull arm also got out of the body.

　　 "I said long ago that this gun shield is related to me."

　　 Lin Beichen put away the gun shield without hesitation.

　　嘭.

　　 Pan's sentimental and broken body fell on the floating ice rock.

　　 Lin Beichen followed like a tarsal maggot, and stepped on his stumped chest.

　　 "Accounting for me?"

　　 He smirked triumphantly: "Jie Jie Jie, those who follow me prosper against me will die... Now what do you have to do? Come on, give up and call Dad."

　　 Pan passionately opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

　　嗤.

　　 The silver thick and hard rod-shaped sword was directly inserted into his mouth.

　　 went deep into the throat and directly into the lungs.

　　 "It's really called... you don't deserve it."

　　 Lin Beichen smiled sly, and the crimson flames of the Divine Fire Realm poured in frantically, and finally overflowed, which directly confused Pan's passionate face.

　　 The villain died of talking too much.

　　 Of course Lin Beichen would not make such a mistake, and would not really give Pan Duoqing a chance to speak, but just lied to him to open his mouth.

　　 This is more fun.

　　 will burn him to ashes directly.

Hey?

　　 Wait, I'm not a villain.

　　 I don’t need to be afraid of talking too much.

　　 Did I substitute it wrong just now?

　　 Lin Beichen discovered the fallacy in his thinking.

　　 At this time, an accident suddenly appeared.

　　 "Stop it."

　　 An overwhelming shout appeared above the Howling Abyss.

　　 The huge hand of the gods, surrounded by flames and lightning, gently broke through the endless array and the void, and rolled down towards the location of Lin Beichen, covering the sky and the sun, unstoppable.

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