Chapter 1691

"Ha ha ha..." Zhong wuhui laughed out: "younger martial sister, is that all you have? I'm sorry for the prestige of Jieyou Pavilion! "

"Bah!" The mysterious evil voice said: "who is your younger martial sister? Why are you so close? Shame on you

Zhong wuhui laughs.

"What do you think of my fan?" Zhong wuhui said, "this is a rare magic weapon. As long as you promise me one thing, I will give you this fan. How about it?"

"Not rare!" Mysterious cold voice way.

"When I catch you, you will be rare, not rare or rare!" Zhong wuhui's voice is determined.

"Come if you can." Xuanmiao said, "this is the place of our Jieyou Pavilion. I don't believe what you can do to me."

"Is it?" Zhong wuhui shakes his head and looks at Xuanmiao pitifully: "maybe it was the place of your Jieyou Pavilion before, but now Look around you. "

Xuanmiao was startled and looked around.

But I saw that the ordinary people, I don't know when, have all disappeared, about thirty or forty people, are step by step around her.

"Do you think it's possible for you to run away today?" Zhong wuhui said with a smile.

Without saying a word, Xuanmiao whipped the whip and came back to Zhong wuhui's face again.

"Still here?" Zhong wuhui laughs a little and doesn't care at all. He unfolds the folding fan again and reaches for a stop.

He wanted to be the same as just now, perfectly block the magic trick of Xuanmiao, but this time, he miscalculated.

The red whip in Xuanmiao's hand suddenly came out of his hand. Before he came to Zhong wuhui, the whip suddenly turned into countless small ropes, about the size of an adult's thumb and the thickness of his hair.

These small ropes are very straight, and then, like thin needles, they cover every part of Zhong wuhui's body.

"Mean!"

Zhong wuhui yelled. The fan moved a little and turned into an illusory shadow, which wrapped the whole body of Zhong wuhui tightly.

Can attack can defend, this fan, is really a very good magic weapon.

However, even so, still can not block the mysterious rope.

Whoosh

A rope pierced the protection of Zhong wuhui.

Then there was another one.

Poop, poop

The sound of the rope piercing into the meat was heard all the time.

Xuanmiao turned pale: "I warn you, let these people leave at once, otherwise, you You just wait to be stabbed into a beehive. "

Where has Xuanmiao experienced such a thing?

Even though the state of cultivation is above Zhong wuhui, I still feel uneasy in my heart.

So when you talk, you don't have much confidence.

Zhong wuhui's face was pale, and he had already sent out many miserable roars.

"Good I let you go. You You're going to take away your whip Zhong wuhui roared.

"You mean what you say?"

"Of course it is!" Zhong wuhui said: "my Zhong family is also one of the top ten sects. How can they do such a mean thing as betraying their words and breaking their promise?"

Xuan second nodded, think what he said is very reasonable.

They will never be so shameless.

She put her hand forward.

All of a sudden, those ropes, which turned into countless flying needles, gathered together again and became the red whip at a very fast speed.

The whip is in Xuanmiao's hand. Xuanmiao looks at the clock without regret.

"Don't follow me, or I will kill you!" Mysterious color, said Li neieba.

Zhong wuhui's whole body is dripping with blood. He has a ferocious look, a pair of eyes and a terrible light: "go? Do you think you can really leave? "

Xuanmiao's face changed: "what do you mean?"

"Fool!" Zhong wuhui said with a grim smile, "do you really think I'll let you go?"

"You You don't mean what you say! " Xuanmiao said: "you said you were from the Zhong family. That's how your Zhong family works? Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by people all over the world? "

"So what?" Zhong wuhui chuckled: "we only look at the results of our work. As for the course, it's not so important Even if it's a little mean, I'll win in the end. I get what I want, don't I? "

"You..." Xuanmiao only felt that waves of grievance and anger were pouring into his heart, but What's more, they are at a loss.

She really didn't know what to do when it happened.

Zhong wuhui is a big hand: "brothers, let's go together and catch this little girl."

Brush... Brush

Thirty or forty people, who had been watching, heard Zhong wuhui's words and came to the front of the room. They surrounded the mystery.

"I I'll fight with you. " Xuanmiao gave a violent drink, waved his whip again, and drew it at the monks around him.But this time, she was facing thirty or forty monks.

These people picked up the folding fan and threw it into the air.

The folding fan turned into a long sword and stabbed Xuanmiao together.

Xuanmiao's body leaped into the air, but after all, she was not in the realm of Wen Dao and could not fly freely in the sky.

She dodged one or two swords, but she couldn't hide all the swords after all.

Poof

Finally, a sword slipped onto Xuanmiao's back.

This is just the beginning.

As the swords fly faster and denser in the sky, the mysterious identity becomes more and more difficult.

Before long, she had more than ten sword wounds.

Zhong wuhui laughed and said: "younger martial sister, I advise you not to waste your time. Now listen to me, you can still keep such a young and beautiful body. In a moment, I'm afraid you will become an ugly eight with thousands of gullies on your body and thousands of holes on your face all your life."

Xuanmiao said angrily, "don't talk to me, you wretch I hate you

"Disgusting?" Zhong wuhui laughed more happily: "so what? I am still me, you can only take me helpless Hurry up. "

The last sentence was said to the people he brought.

Thus, the sword in the sky, from the faster.

And Xuanmiao only felt that the real Qi in his body was constantly flowing, and his strength was getting smaller and smaller.

Finally, she couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

At the same time, seven or eight swords were on her neck.

In the flickering white light, the swords all turned into fans.

Although it's a fan, its lethality will never be less than that of the sword before.

Zhong wuhui squatted down with a smile, looked at Xuanmiao's face, which was not as beautiful as before, and said, "younger martial sister, now, what else do you have to say?"

Xuanmiao stared at him fiercely: "I really I never thought there would be such a shameless person as you in this world. "