Vol 5 Chapter 25: Broadsword, cut off the devil's head

Prison cold winds like a knife to the earth as a chopping board to see all beings as fish. Wanjiafei Xueyu floor gap is used as a flooding furnace for everything.
When the wind of winter blew through the vast jungle, He Yiming also made the wind wandering here.
Only wherever he walks will be a storm.
A distant figure ran wildly in the jungle. Although he was already panting, he did not dare to pause.
As a wolf totem, they have the tenacity and endurance that others can hardly achieve. Although the physical exhaustion has reached the extreme, he still runs hard and hard.
As long as there is still a trace of power in his body, he will never give up.
However, a gust of wind blew over.
In the daytime, he seems to think that this wind seems to be somewhat different from the previous wind, but what is different is not that he can be abrupt in an instant.
In a flash, a black shadow flashed through the sudden appearance of the black shadow. He simply did not know where the black shadow appeared.
In his heart, he felt a chill in his vagueness. Is your luck so bad that the mysterious assassin is in this direction?
But the next moment he vetoed the idea because he had been running all the time for a long time. Not only that, he also turned two turns in the middle and laid a few doubts according to his greatest ability. He has firm confidence that as long as he does not slam into the mysterious assassin, his chances of escaping the birth are the greatest.
Now that he has been in the past for a long time, his confidence has become stronger. Even if Ambassador Sogo personally pursues it, he can easily find his whereabouts.
However, just as he firmly believed that he had escaped from the scope of the mysterious hacker's pursuit, the black shadow that had just drifted past the burning novel network stopped.
In this way, he was firmly stopped on the road to his progress.
His face that became red because of excessive running suddenly became as white as the snow in the jungle."
There is only one person who can come here to block him at this moment.
He Yiming turned his cold eyes and looked at him as if he were watching a dead person.
The man saw clearly that He Yiming’s face could not help but scream "I can't possibly be you..."
These totem people have seen the face of He Yiming when they came to Hengshan. They also know that he is a master of the five elements. But the mysterious hacker of the sneak attack is clearly that a big sniper who is proficient in the assassination is not in harmony with He Yiming's practice. So no one has doubted his head from beginning to end.
He Yiming’s face was cold and cold, and he reached out with a sword.
There is no rule in this sword. It is a quick moment and it is coming to the extreme.
The man still wanted to talk but the throat slammed and fell and fell to the body and took two shots before moving again. It seems that he heard a light and squeaky voice as he died.
"The fifty-second."
A few ridiculous crypts can often be seen in the jungle.
Some of these crypts are covered with fallen leaves. Some of them are filled with floating soil. It seems that they will fall off when they are gently stepped on them.
At this time a wolf totem people hid in a cave. There was a square of mud on his head that wrapped him all over him.
He closed his eyes and lay quietly here. Although the surrounding environment was so bad, his expression was like enjoying it.
It’s been a long time since I left the place. After a smooth escape for a long time, he got into the muddy crypt.
He carried enough dry food and water with him to the ability of the wolf totem to hungry and hungry for a month.
And he was planning to go out one month later, no matter who wins or loses, the dust must be settled.
However, just as he was lying in the field when he was lying on the ground, he was suddenly stunned and then a black light flashed across his chest. The pain seemed to be penetrated by something.
He yelled at the strength of his whole body and burst out of the mud at the moment before his death.
He slammed his heavy fall and raised his head in a difficult position. He looked at the familiar face in front of his eyes with an incredible look.
He opened his mouth like a goldfish whispering, "How do you show me?"
There was no expression on the face of He Yiming. There was another figure on his side that was exactly one hundred and eight.
The mysterious man stretched out a foot and had a grain-sized gap in his shoes.
The sword in the chest is already on the verge of death. The totem of the wolf suddenly stunned and he had an unimaginable thing.
In front of his eyes, a silver liquid is flowing forward quickly and this liquid flows to the foot of the hundred and eight and then merges into it.
At the same time, the size of the rice grain on the shoes of the hundred and eight shoes is already inexplicably made up.
The Totems open their mouths. He seems to understand that his eyes are full of extreme fear. The word that he said in the last moments of his life turned out to be
"ghost"
He Yiming’s gaze came back from his body and said,
Seventy-seven small all the fugitives are all together.

Hundreds and eights slightly nodded, although he did not personally shot but the specific location of these people is provided by him. If this is not the case, even if he divides He Yiming into two, he would like to kill all the 72 people who fled in the first day.
"These people are innocent."
He Yiming's body is stiff but only after a stiff period, he has returned to normal. He turned and went to poke at the same time. Since he came to Yuhengshan, he was not dry.

One hundred and eighty followed slowly behind him. "You have changed."
"Yes, I have changed."
"You don't regret it?"
He Yiming’s footsteps paused and there was a raging anger in his eyes.
"I then regret that I regret that when I arrived at Yokoyama at the beginning of this group of wolves, why didn't I use the knife? I gave them the chance to attack. If I stepped out of the knife, how could I die? "His voice is full of remorse." In addition to the evil, it is necessary to eradicate all those who want to kill you. Whatever the enemy is a friend to keep alive is a dead end."
Although his voice was full of grievances, he tried to suppress the volume even if it was snowing around the body but never spread to the distance.
"Do you not worry about the totem family?" asked one hundred and eight.
He Yiming stunned for a moment, "Everyone who wants to kill you, even if they are behind them, can't tolerate rape." He took a deep breath and seemed to be an oath. "I don't want to make another regret." The thing is over."
One hundred and eight eyes blinked... I stopped talking.
He Yiming spoke a long breath. "There are ten more we can go back."
One hundred and eight indifferently looked at him. "Do you have the last ten? Are you sure?"
"If you don't have you, of course I can't succeed." He Yiming smiled and said, "I want you to help me to do something."
"I have helped you a lot.
"The last time." He Yiming lowered his voice and said, "It’s really only the last time..."
One hundred and eighty silently looked at him and did not know how long his head had been slightly unconsciously clicked.
The eyes that are engraved and engraved in the middle of a half-altitude are shining with strong light.
After his eyes were in his eye for a moment of adjustment, he whispered "find."
He Yiming stood on his side and stared at the eyes of the hundred and eight, and there were several people in the jewel-like eyes.
It only takes a look at He Yiming to see that these people are the only remaining totem ambassadors.
The eight of them walked side by side... heart-walking in the jungle. Seeing where they look is the eight totem ambassadors who are equivalent to the innate realm. It is simply the eight unsuccessful five-layer cultivators who entered the jungle for the first time.
They walked slowly and carefully and never let go of any suspicious locations that appeared in front of them.
The death of two of their peers has already sounded the alarm for them. The mysterious and powerful assassin has made their hearts as relaxed as the tight bowstrings.
One hundred and eighty eyes were slowly moving, and soon there was a man and a wolf in his eyes.
When He Yiming saw this man and a wolf, his eyes suddenly showed a thick killing.
One hundred and eight eyes continued to move, but for a moment a lonely little figure appeared there.
He Yiming's eyes suddenly condensed. When he saw this person who hated him the most, his heart calmed down.
"After a mile," the slow road of "hundred", no matter who you attack, there are only ten opportunities."
"Ten tricks?" He Yiming said with a smile, "One stroke is enough." He turned his head. "One hundred and eight of my life can be handed over to you. Don't let me down."
Whether you are walking in the jungle of snow or not, you will not find it interesting when life is threatened at any time.
Ha, and so on, people walked through a piece of snow Sogo and the Red Wolf King also walked slowly after a quarter of an hour to burn the novel network.
However, just after they left, a big tree appeared in the jungle inexplicably. It appeared so abrupt but the appearance was so subtle that it did not affect the surrounding environment.
A short figure came after a moment.
Although his body is only as small as a child, his face is already a real old man. On his body is a long snake with a weird bamboo chopsticks.
Just as the old man approached here, he suddenly stopped.
Under his old face, there was a strange color. As an assassin hidden in the dark, he is far more sensitive to danger than others.
He Yiming was also the first to appear when he first made a surprise attack at night.
Perhaps his martial arts are not as good as Sogo, but his murderous approach is definitely beyond the reach.
However, at this moment, he feels that the martial arts, the sacred king, the sacred king, the night slay, the of the gods, the throne, the sacred priest, the nine heavens, the strongest, the abandonment, the big prince, the royal family, the night god, the gods, the throne, the sacred, the sacred world, the most powerful, the abandonment of the Zhou Dynasty. The martial arts and sorrows will kill the gods and the gods of the throne, seek the devil, the world, the nine heavens, the strongest abandonment, the big Zhou, the royal family, the gods, the night sacred gods, the throne, the sacred priests, the nine heavens, the strongest abandonment, the great Zhou dynasty, an extremely dangerous chill .
This feeling has also been seen many times. After being recognized by Shiwang several decades ago, they participated in a death ceremony in the Holy Land. After survived in such an extremely dangerous environment, he not only broke through the limits and became the ambassador of the family, but Shi Wang gained his strong ability to change and became his best helper.
At that time, he was able to avoid the danger and finally succeeded in completing the ceremony because of his magical ability to sense danger.
Now when this strong sense of crisis reappears, his heart is suddenly raised.
The stone king on his body seemed to feel the danger. The snake head that had been curled up was raised up. The triangular snake head squatted on his head and seemed to suddenly attack at any time.
One of his hands slid gently around his waist and a blue Wangwang B appeared in his hand.
This short bungee looks like a ridiculous feeling. But with his body martial arts and the strange snake on his body, this is the best treasure for him.
Unlike other strong ones, the sorrowful reward is that when he is fully motivated, he seems to be not strong in the body. It feels like the bubble floating in the water will disappear at any time.
His eyes went around and he took everything into his eyes.
It seems that he is not quite right in the existing place, but even with his knowledge, he can't find out the unreasonable place in an instant.
Just as his brows became tighter, he heard a subtle voice in his ear.
The sound was like igniting the fuse of the explosives, and his whole body entered an extremely exciting state.
A glimpse of his eyes, he immediately saw the sound of a strange tree. The big tree covered with snow like a big tree around him turned into a color in an instant.
The white color faded into a metallic color and it was even more incredible that the big tree survived.
He turned into a person and a living person in the next moment.
The serpent and the snakes of his work are holding their breath at this moment. This movement is completely subconscious.
Anyone who has seen this scene is afraid that there will be such a reaction.
Just as the heart of this snake was full of chills, and when they saw the feeling of ghosts, they suddenly saw the man flashing away.
Behind him is actually a person holding a long weapon.
Then they felt a huge killing of murderous people who didn't know when they had already reached the extreme.
It was engraved when Hundred and Eight became a person and when the space was flashed in an instant, he suddenly showed He Yiming holding a knife.
At this time, He Yiming has already put away the wind shoes and forks. In his hand is the huge and terrifying knife.
All the instinct in his body flowed unreservedly from the water system to the wood system, and the soil system eventually turned into the invincible gold system.
When he was hiding in the body of the hundred and eight, he had begun to condense the infuriating. Now it is natural to reach the strongest realm.
However, it is just a breath and a sigh of relief. He Yiming has already ignited his own true guise, and the high-level knives that are held high are even more endlessly majestic.
Kaishan thirty-sixth type twenty-two...
The face of the serpent was suddenly changed to the moment when this type of pressure was lifted; he had decided that it could not be hardened anyway.
The strange snake king who was entangled with him immediately grasped his meaning and seemed to want to drag the scorpion to sneak into the ground.
However, at this moment, the action of this person and a snake suddenly stopped.
They clearly felt that the air seemed to have solidified in their bodies as if they were a huge invisible hand.
At this moment, whether they want to fly or want to enter the ground seems to have lost this ability.
The face of the snake is so big that he immediately understands that this is the invisible and tangible force.
When he sensed the power of imprisonment around his body, he felt a sense of horror in his heart.
He suddenly understood why this person dared to persevere in the face of so many totem messengers. It turned out that he turned out to be such a strong person.
The invisible tangible is the power that can only be used by the strongest of the saints in the totem family.
This person turned out to be a saint-level powerhouse.
It’s just that since this person has such a strong strength, it’s enough to kill them all, and why are they so sneaky?
Countless thoughts flashed quickly in his mind, and he really saw the face of the man in front of him.
His eyes are sharp and round."
He Yiming turned out to be He Yiming, who had played with them at the foot of Hengshan and escaped the final lore of He Yiming.
Before I saw the face of the other person, how could he guess and imagine that this person would be He Yiming.
That weird assassination technique has nothing to do with He Yiming’s five elements.
But the face of this person in front of him told him a fact that could not be imagined at all.
The snake's heart is full of incredible feelings. He looked at He Yiming but couldn't figure out how this young man who can only condense half of the tangible flower can show such an incredible knife.
The huge blade instantly smashed the space and flew over his head.
The distance between the two seems to have been completely crossed by him.
The panic in the eyes of the snakes has completely abandoned his mind and flashed what Sogo once said.
This person does not die totem family never have a peaceful day ~ EbookFREE.me ~ He vaguely understand why Sogo wants to kill the real reason at all costs.
At the moment when the knife light was about to come, the strange snake king on his body made a low, hoarse long scorpion. Its body left the snake sect and rolled toward the big knife like a long whip.
It turned out to be hard to resist the knife with its tough body.
In the heart of the snake and the Confucius, he blew his tongue and broke his tongue. The corner of his mouth overflowed with a trace of blood, and he finally broke free from the pressure. He squatted forward at this moment. He seemed to have forgotten that death did not have any defensive posture. Instead, Li Xiaoyi shook his wrist and shook it out from a strange point of view.
His face stunned with the triangular snake head on the top of his head is like a ghost like a ghost from the depths of hell.
Just on the top of their heads, the golden light flashes the knife and screams like a daylight.
The big knife cut off the devil's head.