Chapter 439

That thin and indifferent face, gently twitch, he slowly extended a finger, light point on the sword light.

All of it broke.

Time returned to normal.

A Zhao's face turned white, and there was blood in the corner of his mouth.

"What a pity." Heifeng old ancestor sighed softly.

Behind him was the back of one hand, and under the black sleeve of his robe, there was bright red blood falling down.

"If you can hurt me with a sword in the period of transforming God, you will live up to the reputation of the first genius in the cultivation world."

"It's a pity that you met me. That's the name of genius."

A Zhao raised his sword again.

Black wind ancestor shook his head: "you can't make another sword at this moment..."

Another sword is shining.

The direction is not the ancestor of Heifeng.

Hearing the ceremony, I only feel that the body rises into the air.

"Go There is only one word in my ear.

When he came back, he was already hundreds of miles away.

Heifeng's border is broken.

The first time he landed, his distress signal was sent out.

On the face of Wen Ren Li, however, there was no pleasure in it. On the contrary, he felt dizzy.

At the last glance before he left, he could clearly see that elder martial brother Zhaoming tried hard to break the boundary to send himself out, but he was totally unprepared. One hand of Heifeng Laozu had already penetrated his heart.

Wen Ren Li Mu ran stands there, the whole person seems to be silly.

It turns out that there are really idiots in the world. He thought.

If he doesn't save himself, he may not be able to beat Heifeng, but at least he can delay for a while.

One more moment, more vitality.

But he chose to leave his life to him.

To a younger martial brother who has known him for only a few months.

"When I see you, I feel happy." Zhaoming said so.

Wen Renli didn't feel anything before, but he thought of it for a moment. He felt a sharp pain in his intuitive mind. A mouthful of blood spurted out from his heart. As soon as the whole person was dark, he fainted.

……

A Zhao slowly opened his eyes.

Her first reaction was cold.

She looked at the root of the ice on top of her head, and her slow brain began to work.

In the world of immortal swordsman, she was attacked by the man. Then she felt a sharp pain. She was passed by with one hand in her chest

Thinking of this, a Zhao can't help but show the color of pain.

It is not her body in pain, but the memory of the extreme pain in her consciousness.

"Host, you are awake at last." The voice of cotton candy surprise rings in the ear.

"You're scared to death of marshmallows." Marshmallow is a coquette.

A Zhao opened his mouth and said, "I..."

Before she had finished speaking, she looked at her face and looked to one side.

Although his body was still lying, ah Zhao's divine consciousness was still there.

Someone's coming.

Two eyes meet.

A doubt mixed with uncertainty, a shock with surprise.

“…… Elder martial brother For a long time, it's better to speak first.

A Zhao looks at the familiar and strange figure in front of him.

She Leng Leng looked at him half ring, just then uncertain shout: "younger martial brother?"

A gust of wind lifted her hair, and the next moment, a Zhao was held in her arms.

The man's strength is a little tight, tight to a Zhao strong as the spirit of the body, feel a trace of pain.

But ah Zhao didn't want to think about it.

She felt very confused.

Why, just a sleep, her cute soft younger martial brother, so big?

Marshmallow sighed: "you are too injured, in this ten thousand years of cold jade bed, sleep for 20 years."

A Zhao:!! "

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as expected, I love this kind of dog blood and write it with passion.

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