Chapter 663： Kill a **** road (3)

"No! Wake up quickly!"

His eyes cleared out of blood, and he made a sudden force under his feet, and folded a few ghosts left in the air due to the extremely fast speed. He rushed to Xiao Yan and wanted to go to rescue.

Xiao Yan's heart-warming roar made Xiao Yan's heart slightly warm, but Xiao Yan didn't stop the figure. He was turning faster and faster, melting the whole figure into the tornado, swiping into it. In the bucket of Emperor Dou with various blades in hand.

For a time, the sword was broken, the limbs were flying, the fists and feet, the sharp blades were broken, the screams were screaming, and the blood was blowing wildly.

Constantly arousing dust filled this mountain road, gradually obscuring the vision of clean and dust-free.

Noisy, and soon quieted down, staring blankly at a blurry figure standing in the dust gradually dispersing. The figure stood upright like a javelin, and the flying long hair shook the clean and clear nerves.

Some people are afraid to see the godlike figure in the sky, for fear that the dust will be scattered. This figure is either full of the body with a broken gun and a knife and was nailed to the place, or it was injured and exposed to the last smile and then fell down. Either way, it is not the result he wants to see. But besides these two, he couldn't think of the third one, because he felt that it was a kind of extravagant hope. He couldn't imagine that in the besieging of dozens of fighting emperors and the slashing of dozens of sharp blades, who could live? Come down.

Maybe there is, but Jing Chen has never seen it, or he does n’t think Xiao Yan will be one of them, even if Xiao Yan ’s previous performance shocked him beyond words, because in his opinion, this Xiao guy After all, it is not the perverted genius of the Xiao people in the legend.

But the battlefield is not a place to go to God. Just when the pure and clean heart is ups and downs, he doesn't know why he was so sad for Xiao Yan, a huge sword bursting out of Mori ’s murderous intentions is drawn in the air. A fierce wind cut down relentlessly towards Jingduchen's neck. It was exactly a fighter who was swept away by the edge of the tornado and not too injured just saw Jingduchen's disappointed appearance, one turned over and crawled When he got up, he attacked with a sword.

"what?"

Until a messy hair was erected by the vindictiveness of Jian Feng, and the scalp was tingling painfully, it was pure and dust-free. Unfortunately, late, his sharply shrinking pupils had seen the shadow of death.

"Do n’t you be destined to die with the guy named Xiao?" Looking at the giant sword that was constantly dilating in her pupils, she sighed in her heart, closed her eyes miserably, and was extremely unwilling, "Fuck, you let Lao Tzu Can't you clean up Dan Ding's **** and kill Lao Tzu? Grandma's! "

"Oh!"

Closing her eyes and waiting for the dead dust, she heard an unexpected sound.

"This sound is a little different from what I imagined? And why is there no pain? Is the sword too fast, and the head no longer feels pain when it leaves the neck?"

I feel that my neck seems to be brushed by the sword wind, and the clean and clean neck is unconsciously tightened, but my mind is thinking in confusion, wondering why this sound is not like Jian Feng's chopping the neck at all, but like fist and sword Phase collision.

"You jerk! How dare you run away at this time?"

A loud drink sounded in the ears of Jing Clean, and Jing Jing, still wondering if he was out of his soul, woke up.

Jing clean suddenly opened his eyes, and saw Xiao Yan standing in front of him, his mind was blank, and his flexible thinking usually couldn't turn, and he pointed at Xiao Yan stupidly like a dream: "Are you still alive? ? I'm not dead? "

"Of course I'm still alive! I'm still alive, how could you die?"

Xiao Yan kicked the Emperor Dou off the cliff with a kick, and punched another fist, knocking down another Emperor who still stubbornly climbed up, and gave a slight brow like a knife "However, if you stand like this stupid again, you won't want to live anytime soon."

"what!"

Xiao Yan reminded him that Jing Wuchen had just stunned him, and he drank in a deep voice, and shot a knife-like cold light in his eyes. He shot with a flying knife, and only made a few faint white marks in the air. Throw at several bucket emperors who rushed up from below.

The flying knife's light flashed, and the several fighting emperors who rushed over had to be subconscious and were shot by the flying knife one by one.

Although the flying sword in the body was not fatal, these fighting emperors were not injured lightly, and their bodies were shaking slightly.

However, to the annoyance of Jingdujing, the eyes of these fighting emperors are still so indifferent and there is no fear of war. They only take two steps to eliminate the impact of the flying knife, and then spit out the flying knife from the body, and continue to hold up Rushing toward the bladeless dust and Xiao Yan.

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

Jingduo recovered the appearance of Dang Erlang, and smiled faintly. His fingers turned a little bit in the void, and the flying knife shaken by several fighting emperors seemed to be dragged from the ground immediately. Roundabout, stabbed silently towards the backs of several Doujins.

Such a strange flying knife fighting technique is difficult for a sane person to prevent. Besides, these fighters have been blinded by the killing heart? The figures of several fighters rushing forward stopped abruptly, their eyes stared at the net clean, and then they fell down.

Before the several fighting emperors fell to the ground, the killing flying sword flew back to the clean and dust-free hands.

"Awesome flying knife!"

Xiao Yan glanced at Long Yong who had been forced to pull out the thunderbolt gun after the break. He was still very brave, relieved, and gave a thumbs up to Jing Dust.

"It's far worse than you are."

The clean dustless forehead bounced, looking at the crowd that was coming up soon, without the slightest joy on his face.

The flying sword was thrown out of the clean and dustless hands again and again, each turning back and forth, each of which means the passing of a life; but those crazy fighters are still surging like a tide, and they follow one another, without fear or fear. life and death.

"Fortunately, the outer mountain road is very narrow, and you can't rush a lot at a time. But when is this head? If you don't pay attention, you will lose your head."

Jing Dust wiped a sweat and said heartily.

"It's okay. Follow me closely, if you pay attention, you won't worry about your life."

Xiao Yan had no worries about cleanliness. At the same time he felt the pressure, the fighting spirit in his heart became more and more vigorous, his eyes flashed with excitement, and he turned and rushed forward to open the road again.

Under the cover of Xiao Yan, the three kept rushing forward.

It ’s just that the speed of the crowd is so fast that Xiao Yan has n’t finished the batch and it ’s coming up one batch, and the crescent moon mark on Xiao Yan ’s forehead is so red that it is clearly visible. Nearly Xiao Yan had to infuse several bottles of Qingling Liquid to replenish his spirits.

Clean and clean, flying sword fighting skills between Xiao Yan and Long Ye, try to reduce the pressure for Xiao Yan and Long Ye. He looked at the road and there were a steady stream of fighting emperors coming here, while flying. Knife said to Xiao Yan rather weakly: "These people are all **** crazy! Brother Xiao, you can't go on fighting endlessly like this, just don't fight to death, I'm afraid it will be exhausted!"

After listening to Jing Clean, Xiao Yan's left leg suddenly twisted to drive the waist, and his arm flung out with a slap. He smashed a chest of an Emperor who wanted to be close to him, and flashed to Jing Clean.

"You're right, if you continue to entangle this way, you will only attract more people. We have to find a way to kill a blood path and rush to the next section."

Feeling more and more proficient in the use of every part of the body, although Xiao Yan still had some intentions, but he felt that the fear of cleanliness was right. After taking a deep breath, his mind was instantly settled: "Dragon, don't fall in love, withdraw! "

Hearing Xiao Yan's order, Long Yan did not hesitate. After a boxing broke the ribs of an emperor, he immediately turned around and a lunge merged with Xiao Yan and clean room.

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