Deity of the Cursed Sword

"Xiao Ning ————!"

Xiao Yan looked at this figure, and his anger increased again!

That year, he was bullied by Xiao Ning countless times! The anger accumulated by shame and humiliation has long reached a peak!

Moreover, Xiao Ning's grandfather, at the most critical juncture, with Tianbao Pavilion, and Xiao Yan's father's death, can not be separated! Such a person, how can Xiao Yan bear it! ! !

"You eat something inside and out!"

After Xiao Yan's grievances were running fast, after absorbing Qinglian's earth fire, and some unexpected beast fires, the level of incineration tactics had risen to Xuanjie Intermediate level! Coupled with Xiao Yan's almost day-to-day fighting, the solidity and thickness of the grudge are far beyond those of the same level!

Xuantie heavy ruler crashed down!

"drink--!"

In the face of this enemy, Xiao Yan would never keep his hand. Xiao Ning's level is Dou Ling four stars, and it seems that because of the practice, Xiao Yan can always perceive a dangerous breath. With one shot, 80% of the power was used!

A blue flame rushed out of the palm of the palm, and the blue, scorching green lotus fire was attached to the black iron heavy ruler.

"Xiao Yanzi, beware, this guy has a problem!"

Yao Lao's voice rang in Xiao Yan's mind. The opposite Xiao Ning suddenly smiled strangely, and a blood-red blood-red sword burst from the Najie. The rich **** smell, coupled with the strong killing and killing breath of Xiao Ning's practice, let Xiao Yan stagnate!

Except for Chu Tian, ​​he has never seen the killing intentions become stronger! Although, the former is a bottomless killing intention, and Xiao Ning is an obvious, fierce killing intention!

Xiao Ning's **** long sword shook, which was different from Xiao Yan's grudge and restraint. On the red sword, the fighting spirit can't help but burst out, like a surging murderous intention, dispersed everywhere!

"Xiao Yanzi! This guy's skills are probably at least top-grade!" Yao Lao's eyes were hot, and he saw Xiao Ning's situation at a glance. The red sword edge and Xiao Yan's heavy ruler hit hard together, and the violent fire above the heavy ruler was dispelled under the fierce **** fighting spirit! Killing, killing, and arrogantly breathing from Xiao Ning's sword, piercing Xiao Yan's left shoulder!

However, Xiao Yan's actual combat ability is a lot higher than Xiao Ning!

Such an arrogant exercise must have huge flaws! Such a powerful attacking power, then, its defense and resilience ... Xiao Yan has a calculation in his mind!

Xiao Yan avoided Chu Tian's killing order for more than two years, and at this time his instinct broke out completely! The body slightly sideways, Xuan Tie heavy ruler out of hand, slammed with Xiao Ning's blood-red sword, spurting fire everywhere, distracting Xiao Ning's attention.

The black iron heavy ruler not only has a strong attack power, but also suppresses the flow of qi in the body and assists in cultivation. Xiao Yan just released the giant ruler, and the speed suddenly increased by at least three times!

The purple wing behind was also spread out in an instant, ignoring the exposed cards at all! Xiao Yan's speed stacks up again, rising again! !

In his mind, the punch punched by Chu Tian at that time flashed. Xiao Yanri. Practicing day and night, and now, finally at this level!

"Eight pole collapse !!!"

After punching out, Xiao Ning hurried out a hand to fight Xiao Yan. However, with eight inner strengths, one after another, one was stronger than the other. Xiao Ning did not immediately lower the enemy and flew out quickly. A bite of blood, spit out of the mouth!

"Sure enough, defensiveness is not as powerful as attack power!" Xiao Yan thought to himself.

"Eight pole collapse!"

"Eight pole collapse !!"

"Eight pole collapse !!!"

Three consecutive punches slammed into Xiao Ning's chest, and Xiao Ning's body kept retreating. However, the red long sword in his hand did not fall.

"The highest mystery of wind killing, wind falling!"

Blood dripped on the sword and burned.

Xiao Ning just suffered Xiao Yan's three attacks, not only because, knowing that this violent attack is difficult to resist, there are, more important reasons-

"Take advantage of one's own strength and attack each other's shortness. The strongest of wind killing lies in its offensive power. Only attacking is the best strategy!" Xiao Ning thought of the brother-in-law's guidance before the war.

Xiao Ning's arm shook slightly, and the blood in his body flowed madly.

Xiao Yan, one move will not kill him; but he, one move, is enough to kill Xiao Yan!

"Windfall--!"

The red sword suddenly banged out sharply, sharp and tyrannical, with a bloody, piercing intent on the head, and Xiao Yan's movements, he couldn't help but hesitate for a long while.

The extremely fierce sword even blasted off the huge black iron heavy ruler and thrust it straight into Xiao Yan's chest. The air creaked, Xiao Yan's strange fire was dispelled like a bubble, and the red sword tip punctured Xiao Yan's chest straight along the way.

how come--

The cold touch spread on the chest. Xiao Yan could not even believe that Xiao Ning would actually use this method of life-and-death. Is this still the proud Xiao Ning?

Even before it was too late to escape, Yao Lao extended his helping hand at the critical moment: "Xiao Yanzi, despite the attack, this one, just give it to me!"

Don't care so much, just win.

Xiao Yan's pursued career in these years has long understood this truth. At this moment, the Xuantie heavy scale returned to his hand again, Xiao Yan held his breath, and the heavy scale slowly crossed a trace of strength.

Qinglian earth fire, spray out again!

flame! Minute! bite! wave! ruler!

Xuanjie advanced, comparable to the fighting skills of the ground!

The heat wave exploded, the fire and hot breath wrapped the two, and after a huge roar, a figure flew out from inside. The remaining one, holding a heavy ruler, stood alone!

Exactly, Xiao Yan!

...

There was silence.

From the beginning of the fight to the present, it is only a few tens of seconds. A master of fighting spirit level is defeated! !

However, Xiao Yan's face, but there is no slight joy.

Just now that the flames swallowed the wave ruler, it clearly hit Xiao Ning's abdomen. It stands to reason that even if the king is fighting without defense, with such a huge move, death cannot be avoided! But Xiao Ning!

Xiao Ning is still alive!

Even the clothes on the abdomen are only slightly broken! Although the whole person was depressed and lost their fighting power, they actually lived well!

Except what the problem!

"Does Xiao Ning, like me, have a soul teacher help himself?" Xiao Yan thought, looking at his chest at the same time. If it weren't for Yao Yao, Xiao Ning's sword might have killed him! Half an inch away from the heart!

He was about to speak up and humiliate Yun Lanzong. A familiar voice came from above. A woman with white clothes fluttering and blue silk fluttering. From Yunlan, slowly falling. The delicate face looked noble and elegant. The white earlobe hung with green earrings that made dingdong.

Nalan Yanran!

"Xiao Family Xiao Yan, here is Yun Lanzong, not your place for wilderness. If you want to ask for an explanation, then I will tell you—" Speaking of which, Nalan Yanran's cheeks were reddish, towards the surrounding air Said, "This, Brother Chu, is it really okay to say this?"

"It's okay! Rest assured! What can happen if I'm here? Don't you think that this kid is stalking, is it abhorrent?"

Nalan Yan nodded, thinking exactly. Brother Chu is about to get married with himself. He is still struggling, but fortunately, Brother Chu did not misunderstand. Huh, that's right, deserve this!

Because it was quite far away from everyone, plus Chu Tian's cover-up method, no one found out that in fact Nalan Yanran was still chatting with people.

After a pause, Nalan Yan raised her head, and a clear voice slowly came out:

"Yun Lanzong looks at your dead father and mother, and even the brothers were killed in the war. It's really pitiful. That's why I let you go, but your father's bones still seem to be lashed out at the back of Yunlanzong. Xiao Xiao, you step back, knock on three loud heads, call me one time, one time, one time grandma, I will make your father and son look, cluck, cluck, cluck!

After half talking, Nalan Yanran suddenly laughed!

Among the millions of troops below, there was a sudden burst of laughter and noisy noises. I did n’t know whether it was Xiao Yan or the lovely girl.

Even the day of torture, he couldn't help but pick the corner of his mouth.

That tone was obviously taught by someone!

Even Chutian didn't expect that the little girl's smile was so low? !

There was a loud bang, exploding under the mountain, Xiao Yan was in the middle, only to feel that the whole world was turning around, countless people were pointing at themselves. Xiao Yan, who has been chased, ridiculed, and insulted by everyone, has already reached a peak in his resentment over the years!

His face was red and white, and Xiao Yan spewed out blood, almost fainting!

"Big Brother, Big Brother, Second Brother--! You died so miserably!"

Xiao Yan hissed.

Raised the giant ruler and rushed up.

"Ah ---!"

...

A mercenary regiment in the desert.

"Ah cut! Brother, how have I been sneezing lately, it wouldn't be my third brother who missed me."

"Less wordy, hurry up and practice!"

"Oh."

...