When Ling Han leaped into the ice lake, a figure came out of the tree hole and swept the people with cold eyes.

The man's eyes seemed to be real. If he took a look at it, everyone felt that his blood was frozen like ice. It seemed that he couldn't even walk, and the skin all over his body was in bursts of pain.

People nearby suddenly turned around and looked at the man.

This is a 23-4-year-old young man, dressed in a white dress, spotless, full of elegant temperament.

"Oh, where's that little white face? It's still pretty?" Some people immediately joked that this is a middle-aged man who has some problems in some aspects. He stares at the young man in white and shows disgusting expression.

"Fuck you, Ma De, shut up, this guy is Tong Miao!" Someone recognized the identity of the young man in white, and immediately drank to the middle-aged man.

"But a little white face, there's nothing to make a fuss about." The middle-aged man didn't care about it at all.

At this time, Tong Miao also walked towards him.

"White face, what do you want? Are you unconvinced? Hey, hey, be careful that you're leaking air because of your work? " The middle-aged man said with a smile that he had no scruples at all.

"Madman, you want to die yourself!" The people on the edge quickly get out of the way.

At this time, the obscene middle-aged man realized that he might have provoked a strong existence, but he still didn't pay attention to it, because he was the existence of the enlightenment state. It was nothing to put in the prison, but outside, it was a very strong existence.

Little white face looks no more than twenty-three or four years old. Can he be better than him?

Brush, a sword light across.

The obscene middle-aged man showed a stunned look, but at the next moment, he was divided into two parts, sliding to the left and right, and bleeding all over the ground.

Hiss, this is dead?

The people around were shocked. No one could capture how Tong Miao wielded this sword. However, the obscene man was hanged, but the man was in the state of enlightenment. He had harassed many people before, but he could still be alive and kicking around. You can imagine his strength.

Who is this child Miao? It's too fierce.

"He is the third son of the patriarch of Hengtian sect!" There is a man who came out of Tong Miao.

"Hiss, hengtianzong!" Many people exclaimed.

"That's a lunatic family, all murderous perverts."

"Hush, keep it down."

Tong Miao took the sword back, but just after, he took it out again and looked at it. There was a drop of blood on it.

"Dirty blood!" He whispered. When he raised his head again, his eyes were red with blood, and they were full of strong killing intention.

Whew, he killed out, a sword swept, puff, a person's head was cut off.

The sword is light and agile. It's not suitable to be chopped. But it can't stand. The sword is too sharp, and Tong Miao's power is too strong. When he cuts it, he sees his head flying up and his blood spurts.

He didn't look at it much. He swam away and started killing. The heads of his head flew up. He was an enemy without unity.

The people resisted for a while, but it was useless for so many people to join hands, or he killed them with one sword. As a result, the morale of the people soon collapsed and fled.

However, Tong Miao only knows how to kill people. He doesn't care whether others have offended him. He kills people with his sword. With the blood splashing, his white clothes are gradually dyed red. However, he doesn't care at all. He even has a smile on his mouth, which is very dangerous.

What a pervert, a madman, a devil.

However, in only a dozen minutes, the people here were almost slaughtered by him.

Because there is no way ahead, we can only go back to the tree hole. As a result, there are only a few survivors of the massacre.

There is only one person left here. Tongmiao is isolated. With his eyes closed, he deeply breathes the air full of blood, and his face shows an expression of enjoyment, as if he is addicted.

PA, PA, PA, there was a slight footstep.

At once, Tong Miao opened his eyes and looked at the exit of the tree hole. His murderous spirit was boiling and his emotion was extremely feverish.

Soon, a figure came out, slender, handsome face, as if with a kind of brilliance, but people did not dare to look directly at the feeling.

Tong Miao's eyes narrowed and his five fingers holding the sword tightened.

The handsome man's eyes swept, not from Tut and sigh: "so miserable?"

Tong Miao killed him directly, brushed it and swept it with one sword, as if heaven and earth could cut him in half with one sword.

The handsome man, however, was fearless. In a strike of his right hand, he already had more guns, clang and holding his sword.

A wave of strength vibrates open, two people at the same time body vibration, show surprised color.

They did not receive a reminder in the sea of knowledge, that is to say, each other's accomplishments should not be weaker than their own.

"Who are you that can block my sword?" Said Tong Miao.

That handsome man ha ha a smile: "you can block me 10 gun again, ability to know my name."Tong Miao snorted and killed him again.

Ding Ding Ding, the two kept fighting each other with swords and spears. In an instant, they took more than ten moves.

"Ha ha ha, I'm Dong Qi." The handsome man finally gave his name.

Tong Miao put out his tongue and licked the blade. He said, "you are the madman Dong Qi. Ha ha, you are the seventh person who died under my sword and was still remembered by me."

"I'm not ashamed of it!" Dong Qiting stabbed the gun.

The two fought again, both of them broke out their own strength completely.

In the war, the two fought fiercely. Because only one person from Yifeng can stand out, there will be a war sooner or later for their strong existence. It is better to eliminate the competitors now.

But all of a sudden, they both stopped their hands at the same time, separated about ten feet, and then looked toward the tree hole.

After a while, a slim figure came out of the tree hole.

This is a young woman, slender but hot, slender waist, two long legs can reach the average person's waist.

Her appearance does not live up to such a good figure, delicate features, and a pair of purple eyes, smart, charming.

The woman looked at Dong Qi and Tong Miao and beamed with a smile: "you two are really aggressive. You'll have a good fight here."

"It's as hot as the moon!" Dong Qi's eyes are tight.

"Why, I don't think anyone else knows me?" Said the woman, surprised.

Dong Qi said with a smile: "who doesn't know that xinxianzi is the disciple of Archaean. Taigu is the strongest man in prison, but he can't leave for the time being."

Xin Ru Yue pursed a smile: "can those two let a little sister, go to other peak head good?"

"Sorry, it can't be done!" Tong Miao immediately said coldly.

Dong Qi said with a smile: "Xin Xianzi is really joking. This young dragon can only choose the peak once, or it will wait for the next time, but I don't know it will be decades or even a hundred years later."

"Life is gone, what chance are you talking about?" Xin Ruyue shakes her head, and a silver whip has been dropped in both hands.

The battle is back.

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