v6 Chapter 39： Suffer

All the ferrets traveled from violent to still. Hey.

The ice on the lake surface left countless crater-like depressions in the flame of the falling of the symbol.

The wooden stick in the hands of the old man fell back to the ice.

Because the tip of the stick pierced too much flesh and blood in a short period of time, and the bones rubbed sharply with a high temperature, when it touched the ice, a white smoke appeared.

The old man got the true biography of the former Bashan sword field, and the combat power took a big step toward the highest point in the world. The whole person was in a kind of inexplicable joy and excitement, but at this time, he was unconscious. Wrinkled.

In the darkness and flying ice debris in front, slowly walked out of the figure.

The man's face was covered with a thick black cloth, carrying two long swords, a blue handle, a red hilt, sparkling in the darkness, more intriguing than himself. Attention.

This man is the deputy who was standing next to the leader of the army.

When the vice-president was on the move, the ghostly army, the general and the sergeant behind him, remained absolutely silent, with no one acting and making a sound.

A slamming sound.

Two long swords are simultaneously sheathed.

The long sword of the blue hilt is red, and the sword of the red hilt is cyan, which is extraordinarily strange in the dark.

The deputy crossed the sword with both hands, and there was no sound in the footsteps, but it was getting faster and faster. The two swords quickly turned into two bands in the darkness.

There was a dignified look between the old man’s eyebrows. ═┝.

He took a step forward, lifted the stick, and the arm naturally reached straight, and the stick suddenly became a pure straight line, stabbing the eyebrow of the vice-president.

The bang banged.

The vice's eyebrows were easily pierced, and the force on the tip of the stick penetrated into his skull. However, even if the tip of the stick that had just been cooled by the ice brought a shadow in the eye of the vice-president, the intense pressure even made When the eyelids were deformed and sagged, the vice-president still did not change any movements.

He just let the old man pierce his own eyebrows and still carry out his own sword.

The old man's forehead had a few wrinkles on his forehead, and he didn't have any extra movements. With the slight burst of sound, the power from his tip of the stick had already cut off all the vitality of the vice.

However, the rest of his eyes are falling on his chest and abdomen.

On his robe that was greasy and indifferent, there were two cracks.

Inside the crack is his purple and black skin, and there are two shallow white marks on the skin.

The tip of the stick was separated from the eyebrow of the vice-president, and naturally fell, while the tip of the stick was on the ice, the body of the deputy fell backwards.

The old man’s gaze looks straight ahead.

The spooky army moved, but only one person was moved.

A practitioner dressed in the same way as the deputy, crossed the general, walked along the road that the deputy had walked, and walked alone toward the old man. ┞┢═┝┟.{.

The old man’s perception extends endlessly along the ice.

He knows nothing about this army, and he can't judge the ranks of these people. However, it is a very subtle difference in momentum. His perception and the deputy who was killed by him have already told him many things. .

The deputy who had just been killed by him was the second person of this ghostly army.

Although that moment was not shocked by his confrontation, there was not even any violent collision, but the vice-president was able to smash his swearing and leave a mark on his body.

Only such a result has already passed any strong he encountered in Donghu Palace.

What's more, he is stronger today than when he went to Donghu Palace.

The second person of an army, far from the mighty masters of the Donghu Palace, is enough to prove the strength of this army.

But the most important thing is that the deputy was the first to come to die, just to die.

With a dead end, you keep up.

Ding Ning's brow was also deeply wrinkled.

He has seen many troops.

However, such an army has never seen him.

There is no fluctuation in the mood of the old man. For him, all the meaning of life is to become the waiter of Ding Ning, so at this time, facing such an army, in addition to admiring the other party’s power and sorrow, killing people There is no difference in opening a cake in peacetime and drinking a bowl of tea.

All he has to think about is how to reduce the damage done by the other party as much as possible and save his physical strength as much as possible.

Even thin air resistance has become an important aspect of his consideration at this time.

So he didn't even move his fingers. He waited until the second person in the Ghost Army approached himself. His wooden stick was lifted up and stabbed out.

The tip of the rod is precisely stabbed in the heart of the other side, and the force is between the gaps of the bones, through the weakest flesh and blood to the other's heart.

However, the power has just penetrated, and the practitioner in front of him has disappeared.

There was a dull roar between the heavens and the earth.

The practitioner's body exploded from the inside out.

What the practitioner did was to go to the front of the old man and explode all the real elements and the heavens and the earth that he had accumulated in his body before the old man killed himself.

There are countless squeaks on the body of the old man.

Like a stone hitting a fragile window paper.

There were many holes in his robe, and there were many more marks on his purple-black skin inside the hole.

The long-term shallow snow stopped breathing.

Her face is gradually white, and there is a feeling of wanting to vomit.

Especially seeing many of the marks on the old man, she began to vibrate in the sea.

However, at this time, Ding Ning shook her hand and shook her head.

The long-term shallow snow slowly inhales, and the vibration of the sea disappears.

The old man naturally perceives the ** she wants to help, he did not turn, but he took another step forward.

In the darkness, the third person came.

This person uses a flying sword.

When the flying sword flew out of the old man more than ten feet, the third person was already dead.

Because this practitioner has squeezed all the real elements in the body at this moment, and poured it into this sword.

The red-red sword of this handle burned completely and fell to the old man along a straight line, such as a meteorite.

The old man simply turned his side.

The power of the flying sword flew over several rags on his body, and it crossed the edge of the frozen lake behind the old man, piercing the glacier in the rear, and then an earth-shattering explosion.

The ice on the ice began to beat.

The fourth practitioner came.

This is a giant who is tall and unusual, with a huge hammer in his hand.

When the practitioner raised his hammer in his hand, the old man's stick pierced his heart.

The hammer fell, and a deep pit was thrown in front of the old man, and countless pieces of ice and snow splashed and fell on the old man.

Next is the fifth and sixth place... a thrilling frequency. Once a person is killed, one person will immediately go to the old man and then be killed.

A practitioner is coming silently,