v8 Chapter 76： lucky

Listening to his words, the faces of the two palace ladies suddenly paled.

“There are very few Daqin sword repairs that will abandon the sword to practice the practice of Yin and ghosts.” One of the palace ladies was silent for a moment and looked at him. “We did not expect that you would do this. Because it started from the Bashan sword field. The practitioners of the world have already thought that the training of the Qin people's life sword is king."

"It's just a means to the enemy. There is no kingdom, only the speed of practice." Su Qin smiled ridiculously. "If you say that you have abandoned the sword, I have already abandoned it when I entered Xian Fuzong."

Another palace lady looked up at him and whispered: "I heard that Qin Jianshi is very proud." ++++ novel; Su Qin understands her meaning, smiles unconsciously, and raises her head: "For me Words, my pride is always in the future, not in the past."

The former singer who took the breath deeply took a deep breath and said: "Except for the exercises recorded by the twelve witches, there is no one in the world that can change your true yuan so quickly, so the twelve witches It’s destroyed, it’s really related to you.”

"You lurking on my side, don't you just want to know this from me?" Su Qin's smile is even more intense: "You have been defeated by the great emperor, but still do not give up, still holding a hope, see me Will there be anything left to be related to the Twelve Witches? But he is already abolished. Do you still have a life for him? Does it make sense?"

Listening to this sentence, the two palace ladies have a hesitant look on the face.

However, when the hesitation of the two faces appeared, the two men and Su Qin had already shot at the same time.

With a slap in the face, a palace lady’s sleeve flew out of a black bamboo-like shadow, cut to Su Qin’s throat, while another palace lady had no stop at all, and the figure flew back to the rear door. Out.

The two maidens are twin sisters, and their minds are connected. As long as one person escapes, Su Qin can get the news of the 12 witches on a certain practice.

The hesitant look that emerged on both sides was only used to confuse Su Qin.

The performance of the two has been perfect, but in exchange for Su Qin more ridiculous smile.

"Unfortunately, you still have a bit of luck, or you are too greedy. If I let you come in, you can escape directly, maybe you can escape, but you still come in, want to close to determine if I really have it. Twelve witches' exercises?"

When the first word of his sentence sounded, the black shadow that flew to his throat had been held by a **** hand sticking out behind him. The practice of the Twelve Witches is itself the ancestor of the law of the gods and gods, and the practice of the ninth witch **** is the beginning of the ancestor.

The soft slamming sound, the black shadow of this weak force is directly squeezed into a soft black mist by the seemingly jelly-like blood.

In the incomparably shocked eyes of this palace lady, this blood hand that grew out from the back of Su Qin was photographed directly on her heavenly spirit.

Another palace lady screamed, she knew that her sister had died, but she did not look back, but her long black hair broke away from her body, and she was woven into a black net behind her, and her body would He was squatting on the front door of the front door, and went out.

However, at this time, a red line appeared on her throat.

When the red line collapsed in her throat, she saw the flash of Jianguang.

This is a very light and light gray little sword, just like a piece of inconspicuous dust piled up above the temple door. This small sword is also very common. It is not a good thing in the flying sword, but it is this handle. The humble flying sword, like a viper, lurked at the door for a long time, at this time harvested her life.

With the madness of the throat blood, her body fell heavily on the ground, less than a foot away from the temple door, blood was spattered on the door of the temple, but no more effort can be approached.

Su Qin did not even have the effort to control the flying sword. He just left the slanting sword of the very ordinary sword and slanted out and nailed it to the corner of one side.

There are tiny blood drops on the sword, and there are several small flowers in the darkness of the corner.

"How to abandon the sword, I am at least Qin Jianshi, using Feijian to sneak up on this kind of thing, it is too simple for me." Su Qin looked at the final strength and turned around to look at him, the unintentional palace girl, micro Hanging down his eyes and saying.

The palace lady opened her mouth, and her mouth made a squeaky voice, constantly rushing.

Her throat has been completely cut off, blood and real yuan are rushing out of it, she can no longer say anything, but through her lip movements at this time, Su Qin still sees the last sentence she said at this time: "killing When people practice, they will be condemned."

"Life and death are all vital, what is the difference? Then a strong practitioner, is just a wave of violence between heaven and earth, a piece of paper on the history books."

Su Qin looked at her calmly and responded faintly.

When he finished this sentence, the two ladies who had brought him many good memories were already dead.

The **** hand behind him still pressed the celestial spirit of the maiden who was killed by him first, and behind him, another **** hand was gradually condensed and will be born.

Killing some practitioners, using the vitality of the transformation between life and death, can be condensed into such a **** hand that is moving with the mind, this practice is too simple, even if the real yuan repair is temporarily stagnant, breaking through less than seven, However, according to this method of practice, a thousand hands can be formed, and the strength of the thousand blood hands will continue to grow with the growth of the true Yuan, like a huge legal array.

The amount of anything will cause qualitative changes. For Su Qin, it does not require a lot of time. It is not impossible for him to cross the border to challenge the strong.

For the practitioners, nothing is more enjoyable than the growth of power, especially the rapid growth of this power is even more fascinating.

Even Su Qin, who has experienced several ups and downs, can't help but indulge in this taste at this time, and there is a feeling of wanting to make a sigh.

However, only between a few breaths, his body suddenly stiffened, and a strong fear emerged from his heart.

The blood behind him squirmed into the body, and the whole body swept back.

In the sound of the air that was brought by his body's sharp flight, the temple door was quietly pushed away.

The figure of the Qis in the black robe appeared on the side of the body of the palace lady who fell in the door of the temple. His light and cold voice also rang: "Do you think you can escape?"

Seeing the person who appeared in front of him was the most unwilling to face the big Qi practitioners. Su Qin’s eyes were cold and the left hand fingers in the sleeves were suddenly twisted and frantically bounced.

The Qis are just standing at the door of the temple.

He held his hands behind his back, only to see Su Qin's eyes. The top of the temple was turned black, the black cyclone was thick like ink, and then dripped like a liquid.