Chapter 345

Chen xinglie really has such a faint sense of suffocation.

The past is like wind.

It came back to me again.

Even if Chen xinglie had not experienced it personally, he still had a deep impression on his memories of the quiet days and nights with the wind. It was just because that time of living together with the wind and sleeping together was just too much for the former king of soft rice who liked to mess around and make love with others.

In fact, if the soft rice king is not very playful, his behavior is too wave and the wind is quiet, he will not be strong enough to lock men. If not, he would have been abandoned by the soft rice king. Love between men and women, the most difficult to accept suffering, is to be abandoned by the other side, whether it is a man or a woman, it is the same.

Chen xinglie knows all this.

It's still fresh in my memory.

I feel the same way.

The quiet voice of the wind is very pleasant. Every word has a unique charm. It can be regarded as one of the most beautiful voices among many women in Chen xinglie's impression.

This time, even if she used the method of transmission, her voice was not distorted at all. Instead, it was mixed with a faint breath, which made the speech more ambiguous.

It's feminine.

This smell.

Chen xinglie was very familiar with him and did not make any response. He just glanced at the wind and then ignored it. It was not that he couldn't resist this woman. However, today, he has a lot of things to plan, such as the road of Wen Dao cultivation.

The wind you you can't get Chen xinglie's feedback, can't help but frown slightly, toward Du Heiyan Jiao to drink: "kill!"

At the exit of this word, there seems to be a sound of eight dragon chants, which suddenly rings out.

The wind is quiet overhead, and there are eight dragon shadows in different shapes among the ancient trees like fire trees and silver flowers.

All they felt was a shock.

Even the master of the land immortal realm also lost his mind for a moment.

Du Heiyan was the first to bear the brunt. He was struck by the sound of the Dragon chanting. He waved his huge sword. At this moment, he became a little stiff. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Du Heiyan turned into an electric light again and chopped at Du Heiyan.

Du Heiyan was shocked.

Drunk dragon Taoist priest but in the wind youyou kill the moment of the past, flash back.

This gave Du Heiyan a chance to breathe. He turned around and waved his arm. He turned back to resist the sword and avoided the vital part of his body. He only had a knife cut on his shoulder, and the electric light splashed and burst out a blood mist.

When the wind youyou was successful, he frowned and asked, "smelly Taoist! What do you mean? At this time, you still think that you are the head of a famous and authentic Lingxiao sword sect. You can't let go of your respectable identity, and you are not willing to join hands with my patriarch? "

In this voice, there is also the sound of dragon chanting.

Drunk dragon Taoist was so shocked that his ears were numb, but he didn't open his mouth to respond. He just laughed bitterly.

"Ha ha ha..." Du Heiyan burst out laughing and chopped into the wind.

However, at the moment when Du Heiyan wielded his sword, a faint voice rose up and appeared behind Du Heiyan in a lightning fast manner. Then he flashed back.

No tongue!

The old eunuch was silent and suddenly attacked. Unfortunately, the old eunuch had not recovered after being injured by qianyuzao. Otherwise, he would attack him with a knife and join hands with fengyouyou. In all likelihood, Du Heiyan will be killed.

"Poodle!"

Du Heiyan raised his head and roared: "how dare you attack my swordsman?"

"Hey, hey, hey..."

The speechless monster had already returned to its original place and said with a smile, "our family is a eunuch. I've been used to it all my life, and I've been doing things that can't be seen. Are you stupid that you don't guard against our sneaking attack on you?"

Du Heiyan's face turned purple with anger, but he was speechless. He could only wield his huge sword and kill Xiangfeng youyou again. His feet stepped on the air step by step, making a booming footstep sound like the roar of a war drum.

Cut! Cut! Cut

When Du Heiyan was wielding his sword, he drank a lot and chopped the sword master eight times. At the same time, blood gushed out from the two wounds on his shoulder and back, which covered Du Heiyan's whole body with blood.

Blood nourishes the momentum of martial arts.

Du Heiyan's body crackled, and his already huge and magnificent body became more and more massive. The iron armour he was wearing opened up many cracks. His height was more than a foot higher in an instant. His skin and flesh showed a strange bright red color.

The barbarian secret method, the art of blood combat!

however, if you display this martial art, the whole person will be in a state of madness, without pain. The more wounded you are, the more blood you keep, the stronger your strength will become. Until the moment before you die, your strength will reach the peak, and after this moment, you will exhaust all your life and death.

Ordinary barbarian masters are insane and can't control themselves. They can only let their own strength rise passively with the aggravation of the injury.This is a road of no return.

In the end, the injury is more and more serious, and there is only one outcome: death in battle.

Du Heiyan is different.

Even if he used the skill of blood war, Du Heiyan was still conscious. He took the initiative to control the bleeding of the wound and let his strength rise rapidly in an instant. Then he controlled the muscles of the wound to close and lock the wound. By this way, he could keep his own strength in a controllable state. After killing the enemy and winning the victory, he could still keep himself seriously injured.

This way of playing.

The wind is quiet, but some can't resist, and quickly retreat.

Silent eyes sink, ready to hand again.

The drunk dragon Taoist also clenched the ancient dragon sword in his hand.

Even qianyuzao got up and prepared to participate in this war.

Du Heiyan did not chase after the wind, but suddenly stopped in the air, turned around and looked at Chen xinglie standing on the high building. He gritted his teeth and said, "today, this sword master has recognized the planting! However, if these land gods at your command want to leave their swordsman's life, I'm afraid that they will have to leave something, either life or hands and feet. Anyway, they don't want to leave the whole body. "

Chen xinglie sneered and said: "you say so, this seat is some want to personally hand."

Hum!

Above the tall buildings, swords roar.

Chen xinglie climbs up a beam of sword light, which is the same as the light column of sword Qi that killed the dragon with a sword some days ago.

Du Heiyan was bleeding all over his body. He suddenly held the sword tightly. His eyes sank, and he roared: "my sword master just questions your way of cultural cultivation, but I have never questioned your martial arts strength. Now, I have a big fight with this group of people. You asked them to kill me. I had to pull out my sword to protect myself. If you have real skills in the way of literature and Taoism, and if you really have a way of practicing Taoism, don't use martial arts means, just rely on the strength of Wen Dao to fight with the sword master! "

Wen Dao?

Chen xinglie, with a proud smile, said, "you are a barbarian. You don't know three or five big characters. You are just an illiterate. You deserve to be in front of this seat, and mention the word" Wen Dao "

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