Chapter 275: Blood son (seeking a monthly ticket!)

"The Promise Sword?" The woman stunned for a moment, then laughed happily: "Haha, I said, it turns out that the elders of the dragon are tracking us for the Promise! Also, the Promise Swordsman killed the Swordsman. Elder Shen Hong, you are afraid that he will hate it forever?"
"Don't talk nonsense, let's say, where is the sword statue?" Long Xianli took a deep breath and sighed coldly.
"I don't know." The woman smiles like a smile.
"Then your mask"
"What do I do myself? Is it like the sword, it means that I have something to do with him?"
"you"
"Oh, but look at the dragon elders so much to find the sword respect, I am here to tell you a good heart, the Promise Sword respected him long ago. You swordsmen do not have to revenge him." The woman with the mask clasped her chest and smiled at the dragon fairy.
"what?"
When the dragon fairy glass is heard, the two eyes are shrinking, the beautiful face is pale, the body is shaking a few times, the pace is going backwards, and the woman who looks at the face is sullen, whispering: "What you said is Really? Sword respects him, is he really dead?"
"Ok?"
Seeing the performance of Long Xianli, all three are confused.
"Sword is dead, Long Xianli should be happy, why is she so sad? Is there any other connection between them?"
Fusu Gongzi frowned.
"No matter what relationship they have, this woman has already seen me, your identity has also been exposed, hands-on, kill her, hide people's eyes and ears." The people on the side whispered.
"Follow, son!"
The two held the fist and then looked at the dragon fairy glass.
But looking at the dragon fairy glass sitting on the ground, the eyes overflowed with a little bit of crystal tears, looking at the two without God.
The woman made a look at Fusu, and then stepped forward and walked toward the dragon.
"Dragon Elder, what's wrong with you? It looks like a sad look. The sword is dead. Are you not happy?"
The woman put on a look of concern and slowly approached the dragon fairy, but in the dark, her hand was already killing.
Long Xianli didn't say anything, she was hanging down her dagger, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
Just then, hey! The woman who was close to the face suddenly raised her hand and fiercely patted the head of Long Xianli, bursting with green light in her palm.
Demon!
But at the moment when the demon overflows, a sword rushes out faster and directly penetrates the chest of the woman who has the face.
Hey.
The woman who was ‘ah’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’
She glared at the chest that was pierced by the hole, raised her angry eyes and looked at the dragon fairy glass, but she stood up and looked down at the pale fairy with a pale look. She wiped the tears in her eyes and looked at the three, whispering. : "Who killed the sword?"
"what are you going to do?"
"Sword can only die in my hands, who killed him, I will avenge him!"
"you"
The woman with the face has not finished, and Long Xianli has raised her hand, and the white sword flies out of the scabbard.
The killing is accompanied by the sword.
"But before that, let me kill you these evil things! Net my heaven!"
The dragon fairy glass was cold and sly, and the two eyes were filled with British spirit. With a wave of hand, the white sword took out dozens of white swords and hit the three.
It turns out that Long Xianli has never put down the vigilance from the beginning to the end!
Fusu and the remnant woman rushed to parry, the two sacrificed a green and red breath, mixed together, condensed a large shield to the swords.
However, Fusu and the woman with the face apparently underestimated the strength of Long Xianli. When the sword gas came, she directly penetrated the big shield and stabbed the two.
噗嗤噗嗤噗嗤
Several blood holes were scattered on the body of Fusu and the disabled woman. The two men stepped back and forth again, and the mouth spit blood, and the fighting power dropped.
"Great!"
The man who exuded his blood was finally unable to hold his breath. He patted his slap and looked over in the shadows.
"I don't want to be an elder who represents the power of the sword. The strength of the dragon elder is really amazing, admire, admire! In the next, I want to teach the of the elders."
Long Xianli raised his hand, and the white sword revolved around her body. The beautiful face stared at the man and said: "Who are you?"
"You can call me a blood son."
"Blood son?"
"Dragon elders, your strength is very good, even in the demon world, the devil can also become a character, but you only do a second-rate elders, do not feel overkill? If you are willing to surrender to me, to me Mainly, I can give you a higher status, more excellent conditions! Let you have everything you can't think of."
The blood son smiled softly, and his blood trembled with his smile.
The dragon fairy glass is cold and cold, and it is not moved: "Who are you taking my dragon fairy glass? Hey, want me to be your running dog? Dreaming!"
As soon as the sound fell, Long Xianli once again drove the white sword and killed it in the opposite direction.
The white sword kept spinning, overflowing a lot of fierce wind and breath, turning out a terrible tornado and killing the blood.
The remnant woman and Fusu retreat in a row, although the strength of the two is not weak, but the gap is not a little bit.
"Long elders, I can see you saying this to you. If you don't know what to do, don't blame me!"
The smile on the face of the blood son gradually dissipated. Looking at the sharp sword coming from the shuttle, his eyes were condensed, and suddenly he screamed, and his body burst into blood. This blood condensed together and a magical one The vigorous and powerful hand caught the flying white sword.
"Sword is intended for my heart, Xuan Tong is closed from the air, wants to break the muscles, and has no name."
Longxian glass powder lips open, quick-thinking mouth, slender fingers such as green onions, the white sword grows crazy, shattering the blood hand that curbs it, then the sword body is skyrocketing, and the moment spreads to dozens Beyond the big, the head screams at the blood.
The blood son raised his hands.
Boom!
His arm actually caught the huge white sword that was under his head.
The entire volcano swayed, and a large number of mountain walls split, and thick black smoke appeared in the crater.
The son's complexion is light and condensate. Actually, only the hands are used to block the dragon fairy glass, which shows that the strength is good.
Long Xianli also did not keep a hand, all efforts to move, driving the white sword crazy pressure, the spirit of the spirit of the scorpion is like a collapsed day, fierce suppression, the blood of the son's feet continue to sag, the earth centered on it is The crack is cracked.
But at this moment, the mouth of the blood man suddenly burst, revealing a strange smile. Then, he meditated on his mouth, and the blood behind him actually condensed two huge blood hands, quickly grabbing the huge white like lightning. sword.
"Ok?"
Long Xianli looked a glimpse, the light flashed in the daytime, and instantly understood the plan of the blood son. She quickly drove the sword, but the hands of the blood son were like a pair of irons, and they refused to let go! !
Whizzing!
At the same time, after the blood son passed over two lightning-fast figures, they attacked the dragon fairy directly from left to right.
It turned out that the blood son was playing this idea, forcibly fighting with Long Xianli, and then using his quirky mysterious technique to contain the weapon of Long Xianli, forcing her to give up the weapon in her hand. If she insisted not to give up, she would only be The Susu and the remnant women who suddenly rushed out were injured, and the situation was even worse.
Long Xianli is a sword repair, and most of his own mysterious techniques are mainly swords. If the sword is lost, the strength of Long Xianli will drop greatly, and the situation will not be better.
After a while, Long Xianli was forced into a desperate situation.
"Despicable guy!"
Long Xianli gritted his teeth, and another hand gently swayed, seemingly intending to use what Xuanji, but at that time, when the blood son was distracted, he immediately increased his strength and put pressure on Longxianli. If Long Xianli is distracted by the mysterious skills, the Fusu and the remnant women who are forced to retreat will be suppressed by the blood.
At this moment, she has no choice.
Whizzing!
At this moment, a light and moist long sword suddenly flew out from behind the dragon fairy glass and directly smashed to the blood son.
"Ok?"
A son screamed, and quickly spurred the magic weapon to resist, a red skull flew out and circling to the slender long sword.
However, the skull was like a paper paste, and it was directly worn by the sword. The sword was fierce and fierce.
"what?"
When the blood son saw it, he was shocked and shocked. He also instantly realized that the strength of the coming person was good. The skull was a superb weapon, but it was easily smashed by this sword. This is not the sword of the other side, but the other side. The strength is too strong.
"She has a high-level person to help! Continue to fight, will only attract the attention of Qinchuan people, this place should not stay for a long time, go!!"
The blood man sighed low and then recovered his hand. The whole person turned into a blood mist, swaying into the air and going to the distance.
Fusu and the remnant woman saw the situation and did not hesitate to give up the pursuit of the dragon fairy glass, followed by leaving.
Long Xianli sees the shape, wants to catch up, but just a few steps, the blood son and others have disappeared into the sky, no trace.
She turned and looked, but saw a big stone behind her, standing with a face completely covered by a mask.
Seeing this person, Long Xianli smashed for a moment, and the eyes swept away the slick-colored sword that was not far away. He asked: "Who is you? Why is it the sword?"
In the face of the question of Long Xianli, Su Yun did not speak out, but directly used the breath to recall the sword, then thrown into the air, intending to leave.
"Please don't go!"
Long Xianli rushed, and jumped in front of Su Yun, directly blocking his way.
She has a serious face, a focused look, and a serious look at Su Yun.
"You have saved the fairy glass, and the glass is grateful, but what you use should be the skill of the sword I sent! Please tell your identity, where did your sword come from?"
"This" Su Yun eyes swayed, thinking for a moment, said: "The world is big, no wonder, the sword of the sword is indeed famous, but this is not to say that the sword of the sword is the only one of the sword One, I will have no unusual magical swordsmanship. Today, I happen to pass through here, see the girl you are being persecuted by the traitor. This is the only way to save. Now the girl is fine. I have to leave now, please ask the girl not to stop me. The way to go!"
Long Xianli heard the words, the brows of good-looking brows gently, and still want to say something, but Su Yun has already driven the flying sword and overlooked the sky.
Long Xianli quietly looked at the figure that flew into the sky, and the eyes flickered.