Chapter 52

More than a dozen fierce bats stayed over the place where Yi Xiaofeng and others were located. They stared at Yi Xiaofeng and others fiercely, as if they would dive down at any time and open their fangs.

"From now on, who dares to escape in zhuoye castle will die more miserable and painful than the poor people in the tree!"

Tu Xin's cruel grin resounded through the world.

Thunder clouds enveloped the world, and the atmosphere was extremely depressed.

No one dared to jump out and refute Tu Xin.

Zhuo night Castle fell into silence.

Yi Xiaofeng also felt nervous.

Tu Xin's grandfather was too strong. Coupled with the fierce bats and ghosts all over the sky and the towering colorful glazed trees, Yi Xiaofeng suddenly felt that he was finished.

If you don't hold Tu Xin's thigh, you will die.

Tu Xin cursed him before. When he saw him later, he must have crushed him to death.

The audience are also excited to discuss:

"The combat effectiveness of Tu Xin's ancestor is too exaggerated, which is too far from the level of monks in the whole script."

"Yes, the players are completely here to be dog legs."

"This is fun. This is life. When you first enter society, don't you have to be a man with your tail, observe your words and colors, and endure oppression?"

"Upstairs is a simple king, playing games has risen to mixed society? As soon as I graduated from University, a large number of companies rushed to ask me for a monthly salary of 10000 in the first year. Three years later, I now have an annual income of 1.8 million, a year-end bonus of 100000, and various subsidies. I have never been wronged! "

"The sword Saint knelt down. Now the devil is going to win."

"Blind guess, there will be an evil ancestor next."

"Fool, there is no evil way in the name of this game. There are only two positive and evil ways. Evil ways exist between the two."

……

Tu Xin quickly boarded the hot search list, which caused great controversy on the Internet.

Compared with the first program, this is the real villain.

No sympathy, 100% hate and fear!

Judging from the current situation, Tu Xin's winning side is too big, and there is almost no suspense.

Unless Bai Hongxiao comes forward again.

Yi Xiaofeng is also looking forward to Bai Hongxiao standing up again.

Now only Bai Hongxiao has a chance to defeat Tu Xin.

Boom——

A terrible sword burst out!

The sword Saint lived up to expectations and stood up.

The shocking sword Qi of Chongxiao pierces through the thunder clouds and rolls up the ruins and dust. The picture is very spectacular.

The audience saw Bai Hongxiao's figure through the close contestant's perspective.

He stood in the ruins, with his sword in his right hand, hunting in white, his black hair fluttering, and his eyes as sharp as ever.

At first glance, it seemed that he was not injured, and his white clothes were not even stained with a grain of dust.

"Bai Hongxiao, you are at the end of a powerful crossbow. You must die in battle?" Tu Xin looked down at Bai Hongxiao and said sarcastically.

Bai Hongxiao rises in the light column of sword Qi.

He remained silent.

Just look at TU Xin.

Bai Hongxiao slowly raised his right hand. His hands were shaking. Not only his hands were dark, but his neck was also black.

The curse was about to spread all over him.

Tu Xin laughed wantonly.

"Swordsman! I believe you can kill this devil! "

A male friar nearby suddenly stood up and shouted at Bai Hongxiao.

He is a player.

He believes that evil is better than right!

This is definitely a good opportunity to brush the sword saint's favor!

Sure enough, Bai Hongxiao glanced at him.

He was immediately excited.

I'm missed by the sword saint!

At this time, the bat ghost hovering in the sky suddenly jumped at the male friar.

Bai Hongxiao lifted his sword and wanted to stop it.

As a result, a wisp of evil spirit appeared around him out of thin air, binding him like a chain, making him unable to move.

"Ah -- no --"

The male friar screamed and was drowned by the fierce ghosts of bats.

In less than three seconds, the fierce bats dispersed.

He became as dry as skin and bone. His skin was not a trace of blood color. His eyes were sudden, and his eyes were full of blood. It was terrible.

He staggered forward, raised his right hand and wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a sound.

Soon, he fell from the ruins, hit his head on the rock and died on the spot.

"Player Ding Yi is eliminated!"

The system prompts.

Yi Xiaofeng is indifferent. He can't see the situation near the sword saint.

The audience blew up.

This is a terrible way to die. It makes people's scalp numb!

The cold light flashed in Bai Hongxiao's eyes. He suddenly burst the magic Qi around him, and then turned into a sword light to kill the colorful glass tree.

A few miles away, in the blink of an eye.

He stabbed Tu Xin with a sword.

Tu Xin dodged skillfully. They began to fight in the tree. Their bodies were staggered and their steps were mysterious. From a distance, they could only see the continuous flashing of black and white, accompanied by the sword light.

"Let's leave quietly."

Chenlan whispered. Looking at the posture of the sword saint, it is estimated that it is no match for Tu Xin's ancestor.

She is not a righteous monk. She fled here without any guilt.

Yi Xiaofeng glanced at the top of his head, and the fierce bats were still staring at them.

I'm afraid if they move, these guys will rush down.

"No, I can't escape." Yi Xiaofeng shook his head.

Bat ghost gives him a creepy sense of danger. He may be able to kill alone, but not in groups.

Chenlan frowned. She opened her right hand, took out a bracelet and put it on her left hand.

She held up the bracelet, which burst into light and wrapped Yi Xiaofeng and others. The light dissipated, and Yi Xiaofeng and others disappeared.

In fact, they didn't leave, they just disappeared.

"Let's go. They can't see us. These are puppets with magical Qi. Their senses are not as sharp as monks."

Chenlan said, which surprised Yi Xiaofeng.

Something!

So they began to shift positions.

Sure enough, those fierce ghosts of bats are still suspended in the air. Obviously, they don't have their own intelligence and can't think.

Yi Xiaofeng struggled.

This time it's leaving. He's definitely not in the top ten.

What's the point of surviving without being in the top ten?

Why don't you fight!

Anyway, even if he is eliminated, he can practice Jiuyou Prajna, match sword and Chunyang five sword formula in reality, waiting for the public test.

"I want to go under the colorful glass tree to help the sword saint!" Yi Xiaofeng suddenly stopped and said in a deep voice.

The five women of chenlan turned to look at him.

"Are you crazy?"

"Yuan Ying's battle is not something you can participate in in in the Qi refining realm."

"Don't be reckless. If you are really a disciple of the sword saint, you should live well and inherit the mantle for him."

"If we go, we'll die!"

Chenlan hasn't spoken yet, and the other four women urgently dissuade.

Yi Xiaofeng clenched his teeth and said, "I have made up my mind."

He looked at chenlan and said seriously, "can you send me near the colorful glass tree and leave again?"

Chenlan frowned and didn't answer immediately.

The other four women naturally disagreed and kept dissuading.

"If you don't get rid of this devil, people in the world will be in trouble. My heart is hard to rest. The righteousness in my heart tells me that I must stand up."

"I know I can't do it, but I want to do it!"

Yi Xiaofeng stared at chenlan and said word by word.

Chenlan's heart vibrates. At this time, this scene can prove the heart of the right way.

She sighed and said, "OK!"

Hearing the speech, the four women stared at the beautiful eyes and looked stunned.

"He saved us. We must repay him." Chen Lan said calmly.

When the voice fell, she turned and walked in the direction of the colorful glass tree.

Yi Xiaofeng was delighted, but on the surface, he was still generous and serious.