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More than a decade later, he can face everything calmly, but he can't face Xia Xiaoxiao peacefully, perhaps because of his inner guilt, or because he is suddenly afraid.

When he saw the ambiguity between Xia Xiaoxiao and the son of God, his chest suffocated inexplicably, and a kind of anger arose spontaneously. Finally, he lost his due sense.

Now, the three strong people to kill out, he gradually calm down.

It's a conspiracy. It's a killing.

Perhaps, what the holy land wants to kill is not only Li Yi, but also him.

Just, Fang Xuexue

He turned to the side and looked in the direction of the ruins: "are you ok?"

Fang Xuexue wiped off the bloodstain in the corner of his mouth and came over: "it's OK."

Qin Meng said with a smile: "we may die."

Fang Xuexue turned her eyes and said playfully, "after 18 years, I will still come back."

Qin Meng closed his smile: "are you afraid?"

She said, "a little bit."

The middle-aged man grinned with a cold smile: "don't worry, I'm quick, there won't be any pain. Let's go together! There is also a companion on the way to the netherworld. "

Whew!

The blue arrow shot again.

Above the sky, the sound of the bell rises and falls, with a touch of majestic momentum. It is like an immortal monument falling down, so heavy that people suffocate.

At this time, the middle-aged man is also hand in hand, hands open and close, domineering, as if a god of war recovered from ancient times.

At the same time, the three powerful men of the heaven boundary launched their attack, which made the earth shaking.

People suffocate, still regressing.

The whole mansion was broken and turned into ruins and powder.

Long Wan'er's face became gloomy. She looked at a certain direction, and then looked at the Holy Son with a cold face.

"Younger martial sister." Qin Meng suddenly opened his mouth.

"Ah?" She was shocked.

"Don't you remember what I taught you?"

"What?"

"Tianyu Jue." Qin Meng smile, smile brilliant, ordinary people sword into the body, all the power of Qihai is still at this moment.

Not waiting for Fang Xuexue to react, he raised his head and opened his eyes. A pair of dark eyes twinkled with some kind of divine awn. With constant changes in his hands and holding fingerprints, the spiritual power of the mental world burst out and spread to his whole person, confusing on his fingertips.

Rain rhyme?

Fang Xuexue suddenly recalled, and then in a trance, but seeing the latter's casting, she didn't understand, and then she pinched her finger print.

At this moment, the killing did not fall, the sky was fast and dim, several dark clouds were very low, thunder and lightning crossed, roaring constantly, a drizzle suddenly began to fall.

People are surprised, do not understand what ghost this is, clear clear clear day, how to rain?

Whoosh!

The wind spread the roll, the rain more and more big.

The three strong people in the sky are inexplicable and look at each other. At the next moment, they seem to think of something, but they are awe inspiring.

Rain rhyme?

How does this name sound familiar?

Poof!

Under the cover of rain, the blue arrow is crushed in the process of galloping, and the power of heaven and earth is dissipated.

Even at this moment, the man's big hand was stiff and unable to move forward. The big bell above the sky was frozen and could not ring.

At this moment, all the killing felling that wants to be pressed down will solidify at this moment.

Whoosh!

The wind is more violent and the rain is more and more majestic. The area covered is actually becoming larger and spreading towards the direction of the son of God.

People's pupils shrink.

The faces of the disciples of Yuheng mountain changed greatly.

The son is even more so, the face changes, incomparably ugly.

Is this a technique? Or magic? Unexpectedly, he blocked the killing of three powerful people in Tongtian territory at the same time. What's more, he also dreamed of killing himself in such a situation?

Whoa!

The rain spread very fast, torrential, with amazing penetration, and fell on the son's body, through his body, a series of ferocious blood holes appeared.

For a short time, the Holy Son was bleeding all over his body, which was no different from a bloody man.

It's not that he doesn't resist, but he can't resist at all. All the forces in his body are suppressed and unable to move.

What is this technique?

Is it magic?

No one knows and will not know.

What's more frightening is that this kind of technique is actually used from Qin Meng's hands.

Isn't he a warrior? When did you become a psychic again?

"Kill!"

Finally, the three strong men in the sky reacted. Seeing that the son of God was robbed, they did not care about themselves any more. At the same time, they launched the most powerful attack.

At this time, an inexplicable force gushed from the son's body. Carefully feel that power is very gloomy and cold, as if it spread from the depths of hell.And such a force, just for him to block all the rain, quite a million law does not invade the rhyme of the road.

"Well?"

Qin Meng's face changed. With the help of the great momentum of Tianyu Jue, he briefly suppressed the killing of three tongtianjing. He wanted to take advantage of that short time to kill the son of God.

However

The son of the body gush out a force, unexpectedly blocked the rain Jue, and, his injury is also rapid recovery.

Qin Meng was awe inspiring and suddenly dignified.

Because of the emergence of that power, he missed an opportunity to kill the son of God. Now, three strong men in the sky have already killed him, and he has no chance.

Dang!

The deep bell sounds leisurely, and the majestic momentum suddenly erupts, which suppresses Fang Xuexue's whole person. Her Tianyu Jue is terminated, her body is pressed, and she coughs up blood.

Qin Meng reacts. With a cold hum, he pinches his fingerprints. The power of his spirit explodes. A huge fire dragon emerges and roars to the clock.

At the moment when the fire dragon rushed out, he pulled Fang Xuexue's body over.

"It's no use."

The middle-aged man's face was cold, just like killing God. His hands were clapped down again, and the power of heaven and earth was boiling rapidly, drowning the battlefield.

At this time, the blue arrow came through, puffing, nailing Fang Xuexue's body in the ruins.

Then, another arrow came through the air. Because of the suppression of the middle-aged man, Qin Meng could no longer use his skills. He was a little late to summon the common people.

The arrow went straight through his body, and the force burst out, taking him out and nailing him to a wall that had never fallen down.

Pooh!

The blood flowed and dyed red on the ground. The man was not dead, but he had been badly injured.

But the middle-aged man didn't want to let Qin Meng go. He wanted to kill him here. The next moment, he killed him again. He held out a finger and cut it down like a sharp sword.

Pen!

From his body floated an ancient mirror, blooming light, for him to block the terrible blow, not only that, the ancient mirror changed, forming a piece of armor, protecting his whole person.

At this scene, people moved.

The middle-aged man's smile slightly solidified: "spirit soldier armor?"

The man with a long blue bow on his back came slowly and whispered, "give it to me."

Above the sky, the man holding the big bell has a superb look: "it's said that every sword immortal's life style is very hard, and I don't know whether it's true or not."

Fang Xuexue's body was shaking and her consciousness was dim. She stretched out her hand and vomited out two words: "elder martial brother." In fact, they still have cards, many skills, powerful martial arts skills, and her talismans, etc., which have not yet been displayed.

Unfortunately, the enemy they are facing is too strong to be expected.