Rebirth of the perfect brother-in-law

The Western Regions are hundreds of miles north, and it is Daxue Mountain.

To the north of Daxue Mountain is endless ice field.

Above the ice field, the grass is not born, and the wind mixed with ice kernels is constantly, and the temperature is low to a terrible level. In such a cruel environment, people cannot survive at all.

The Daxue Mountains stretched countless hundreds of miles, blocking the cold and hurricanes of the ice field, and guarding the entire Western Regions.

The temple is located on the top of Daxue Mountain.

................ The people in the Western Regions believe in the temple of belief in Daxue Mountain, and regard them as the sacred guardians in the Western Regions.

Therefore, when a carriage with a temple logo whispered from the grassland and passed through countless small nations and oasis, the western people along the way worshiped.

A young man who drove the car was very pale and very good. He still had a beautiful smile on his face. He also nodded towards passers -by and waved his hand. It was exactly the same as those gentle and kind priests.

But it is surprising that there is a long sword on the top of the carriage.

There are several heads on the sword!

However, the unique sign of the high -level priest on the carriage was very eye -catching, dispeling the curiosity of the people along the way. On the way, no one dared to come forward to ask half.

It is probably the deserter or pagan killed by the temple priest ... Many people look at the carriage farther away, and silently think of it.

………………………………… Chu Nan knows that the heads on the top of the carriage are not the temples or pagans, but the high -level priests of the temple!

The Grand Master of Fu Sangshan showed off his top killing skills and fierce determination in the craziest way!

There is no sword qi that is famous for its fame, using extremely cruel and simple means to kill all the high -level priests of the five temples.

Zhang Hai, the pope that Fu Sushan has met with Chu Nan. Zhang Hai is different.

Zhang Yang, arrogant, clear, unscrupulous ... It seems that the master of the Great Master of Fusangshan is the only thing to kill!

Chu Nan dare not imagine that if several other masters in the world are so crazy and kill, what will this world happen.

"How? Afraid?!"

The hoarse sound came from the carriage.

Chu Nan looked back at the long sword stringing the head on the carriage, sighed and said, "How can you not be afraid ..."

"The way of killer, how much did you learn? How much do you realize that sword qi?!"

Chu Nan shrugged and said at will: "The predecessors said, let me come, just catch the car and make a testimony. I don't want to learn, and I am too lazy to understand ..."

There is no sound in the carriage, which almost makes Chu Nan doubt whether there is no one in it.

…………………………………………………………… The mountains are beautiful and quiet oasis under the mountain. The foot of the mountain is cold -resistant forest.

Just like the praise of the Western mythology, the snowy mountains are large, peaceful, and pure.

However, this pure sacred place ushered in two uninvited guests.

There are many pilgrimage believers under the mountain, the vicissitudes and piety of the face, kneeling on the vast snowy mountains, worshiping the vast snowy mountains.

Looking at the devotional expressions of the believers who came to suffer, and to be suffering from suffering, the big snowy mountains that stood quietly for thousands of years behind them, people's souls trembled.

The Great Master of Fu Sangshan and Chu Nan passed through the crowd who was still worshiped, and went up along the stone steps that winded the sky.

Behind it, the chanting of the believers rang a little.

…………………… "How? Heart soft?!"

The Great Master of Fu Sangshan slowly stepped on the steps and asked coldly.

Chu Nan sighed gently.

Different from the incense of the capital, the Taoist temple of Buddhism is like a weaving, and the Daxue Mountain looks too quiet and low -key.

Only the most devout believers are qualified to come to the snow mountain to worship.

And even the believer under the mountain could not see the temple even if he fell to death.

The Master of Fusang Mountain stopped, staring at the mountain, and drank a faint: "God stick ... since I know that I have arrived, I still don't go down the mountain ..."

The voice was extremely light, but it was extremely melodious. The echo kept in the mountains.

"well……"

There was also a soft sigh from a distance on the mountain, as if it sounded in the ear.

There was a strong wind between the mountain roads!

The Grand Master of Fu Sangshan began to accelerate, leaving only a black shadow.

Chu Nan quickly followed, and naturally did not want to miss the unavoidable master war in the next step.

Fortunately, this mountain road is almost familiar to Chu Nan, and it is not difficult to keep up with.

………………………………… the scenery on both sides of the mountain road quickly stepped back, and it was slowly changing.

Wait until the mountain is covered by white snow, Chu Nan can only helplessly open the distance with the Great Master of Fusang Mountain.

The speed of the Grand Master of Fusang Mountain is significantly slowed down. Each step is firm and slow. Stepping on one foot, the strong stone steps must be broken, and the momentum on the body becomes strong and strong!

A vicissitudes of vicissitudes appeared on the mountain, wearing a crown, holding a scepter.

Big!

As soon as the master of the Great Master of Fu Sangshan waved, several black shadows flew towards the Pope!

The pope stood firmly, and the scepter in his hand gently explored, ripple -like fluctuations in the air in front of him.

That black shadow was slowed down.

"well……"

The Pope looked at the heads in front of him and sighed, and said slowly: "Why are you bitter ..."

"snort!"

The master of Fusangshan sneered and satirized: "Seeing your disciples miserable, why don't you be annoyed or angry?"

In the hands of the pope, the stereotype of the Great Master of Fusang Mountain became increasingly condensed and fierce, and slowly asked: "For the past 20 years, Snow Mountain has never offended Fu Sangshan ... You, too much!"

The Great Master of Fu Sangshan continued to sneer, played a long sword, and stabbed forward!

The long sword is obviously only one, but it is full of overwhelming and the sky, rolling up the snow!

Faced with a long -standing sword in Fu Sangshan, the Pope, known as the master of the master, can only avoid, and take a step back!

It's just one step, it seems to cross infinite far away!

The long sword of the Grand Master of Fusangshan is still, and it is only a little worse than the Pope, but it can't be stabbed!

boom!

A sword of the Great Master of Fusang Mountain, cutting the winding stone steps for hundreds of meters!

"Will you only make a turtle?!"

The Pope's face was still peaceful, and slowly shook his head: "You can't kill me."

Speaking, the trainer in the hands of the pope fell gently.

The ground trembled slightly, and the broken stone steps that were chopped by the Great Master of Fu Sangshan suddenly stagnated in the air, and fell together.

Above the mountainside of Daxue Mountain, there is a gravel rain under the bottom!

The Great Master of Fu Sangshan flew up, stabbing the palace above the pope.

The Pope's face was solemn, and the short scepter in his hand greeted him.

The buzzing and harsh burst sound!

For the first time, the two major masters played against each other, and they were terrible!

The broken cracks on the ground under the feet of the two, with twisted and long cracks!

The long sword and the scepter are touched. It seems that the space has collapsed, and a huge light is released!

That light is countless murderers and invisible sharp swords!

The Great Master of Fu Sangshan sneered, the sword moved, and waved countless sword shadows, covering the pope inside, clearly beating quickly, forcing the pope to not avoid it!

The Pope sighed, his short sticks waved lightly, and the countless sword shadows were blocked out of his body!

………………………………………… There are tens of meters behind the Pope. I do n’t know when a white figure appears. It is like a white lotus in white snow, which is cold and beautiful.

Chu Nan carefully bypassed the most dangerous battlefield in his life and walked towards the white figure.

The white man shadowed, and it was found that Chu Nan, who was quietly approaching early, and began to retreat. It seemed that he didn't want to meet Chu Nan.

"Fei Ying ... Fei Sakura ..."

Chu Nan just shouted loudly.

The two major masters were still desperately. The Great Master of Fu Sangshan murdered the opportunity, and the Pope had no thoughts to punish the bold bastard of his daughter's gallbladder.

Fei Ying still lowered her head, didn't return, and suddenly raised her head, looking at Chunan, who appeared in front of him, was a little surprised!

At this time, Chu Nan was a little grateful to the Great Master of Fu Sangshan recently tortured himself. He looked at Fei Ying with a smile and laughed: "How is it? I'm awesome?!"

Fei Ying's face was slightly cold, and the short knife in his hand waved, whispered: "Let it open!"

Chu Nan dangerous to escape, whispered: "Can you murder your husband?"

Fei Ying didn't answer yet, bit his red lips gently, chopped it away, and trembled: "Let it open!"

It seems that I have a bit of begging.

Chu Nan probably knew why Fei Sakura's reaction to torture was fierce. Most of them saw Gu Xizhao and others' heads. Even if the surname was cold, it would not be better in his heart. Gently play a few times on the Philippine Sakura machete.

The scimitar was flying far away.

Obviously, Fei Sakura's mood was stunned, the standard was lost, and he did not really think about Chu Nan's ruthless hands.

The Philippine Sakura was sandwiched between Chunan and Snow Mountain. Watching Chu Nan and the Great Master of Fu Sangshan took Gu Xichao and others to go up the mountain, it was obviously very embarrassing.

Chu Nan, of course, refused to let Fei Ying leave, otherwise this misunderstanding may become the death of the first life.

Fei Sakura gritted his teeth, his hands were strong, and he had to throw away Chunan.

Chu Nan couldn't hold it, and his palm was dripping suddenly.

Fei Ying's heart was soft, and her face was even stronger.

Chu Nan held Fei Ying's waist while taking advantage of the momentum, feeling the trembling body trembling, soothing: "It's not me to kill ... I'm just forced to follow ... Really ... I want to believe me

""

Philippine Sakura struggled fiercely, but did not dare to break away with energy, and worried that Chu Nan would make a silly support again. At that time, the two were painful. After a long time, they finally leaned softly on Chu Nan's shoulder and sobbed softly: "But, but

... they are all dead ... "

For the first time, Chu Nan was so excited and helpless to see the cold Fei Ying. Obviously, he stood on the opposite side of the Pope to make the girl particularly painful and tangled.

... Also have nothing to do with you ... Some things, you and me are unable to change ... "

Fei Ying was probably under tremendous pressure. The cold and proud girl let go of her heart for the first time, and tears couldn't stop, and the cry of crying even more.

At this time, the decisive battle of the two masters was also reached when the victory was divided.

(To be continued)