Vol 3 Chapter 47: ambush

Chapter 47 Ambush
Just when Wen Leyang was about to rush out of the concentric lock Wuhuo, suddenly his body was heavy, and an external force did not know when he had quietly sneaked under his feet. Without any sign of trouble, he immediately held him firmly. There was no injury or pain, but he was simply immobilized, and he didn't seem to want him to rush.
Wen Leyang is not sore or itchy, so he is not too scared. It's a little horrifying that the awl and the drought are fighting fiercely, and there will be no effort to deal with him. Is there still a strong man lurking nearby who can hide his spiritual knowledge? It ’s not a big deal to hide yourself, but if you even concealed the awl and the drip, you have to murmur.
The awl and the dry trotter pounced on each other for a while, and the two broke out at almost the same time, screaming, heavier and more majestic than the mountains, Huo Ran spewed out from them, and swept away fiercely, and Le Yang warmed all the young plants, They all fell backwards in exclamation, but Wen Leyang, because of the shackles of the dark force, was firmly stuck in the place like a nail, and the concentric lock witchfire beside him did n’t even bother to stay close. 'S battle, one-heartedly drilled into the jade fu!
The huge ice cone appeared in the sky, and the magnificent ecstasy was swaying in the morning sun, whistling toward the dry monks; the white hair drought thicker than the giant wood broke out of the soil, just like the ghost grass from the underworld, turning over layers. The lifeless waves greet the ice cone without any sign of weakness!
A body of destiny beast real water, a peerless corpse swims between yin and yang, after two people tried each other for a while, they launched magical powers at the same time! The trend of the strong who swelled with it also surged like a tide.
But the awl still seems to be slightly inferior to the drought. In the crackling sound of the cracks, countless ice cones are entangled and shredded by the white hair drought that is about to break through the sky. However, the lifeless Bai Mao Hansha never stopped and swept towards her.
At this time, the awl raised the corner of the mouth strangely and charmingly, and pressed a few traces of softness to the ecstasy of the lips, followed by another sword light full of noble righteousness, but like a hidden and sinister viper, there was nothing Symptoms appeared quietly from the air, kissing like a ray of neck like a lightning.
Jianguang majesty is full of fame. The timing was extremely precise, and he firmly grasped the moment when the drought broke the ice cone and the power had just been loosened.
Means fierce and ruthless, this sword is to cut off the head of the drought. The method of shooting is despicable, but what is even more shocking is that with the power of this sword, the sneak attackers may not be as good as the drone and the awl, but the difference is only between the first line!
No one expected that the awl is in the bright, but there is a helper whose strength is also among the top masters hidden in the dark, and has been waiting patiently.
Due to the ravages and lingering death, the drunkard has been playing extremely hard, and he dare not really let go of his hands and feet to kill the opponent. To deal with a master like awl, it is more difficult to kill her than to kill him directly. At the time of Jianguang's emergence, the Hanyu didn't have any preparation at all. He barely moved his body to avoid the neck. Jianguang was like an electric flash. In the angry roar, the right arm of the Hanyu was cut off with his shoulder! Thick black blood, like paste, poured out of the wound slowly and awkwardly.
Le Yang Wenguai cried out and jumped up with all his strength. His body stiffened in mid-air, his injuries recurred, and he fell heavily on the ground.
"If it weren't for the old road to hurt, the corpse couldn't hide my sword!" There was a ripple in the air, and an old road with a tall figure but a paler face than the paper jumped out and stood in the body of the seriously wounded dry man Beside!
Wen Leyang still can't move a little, but with a buzz in his head, he could hardly believe his eyes, and the people who attacked the drowning turned out to be old-fashioned.
One was beaten by Sha Ying, the other was the same as Le Yangtian and the whole person was frustrated, and the two Sanwei masters died in front of Wen Leyang, and I thought that now the third one jumped out!
How many shamisen are there?
The arm of the drone was cut off by the flying sword and half of his arm. The wound was very serious. Now he is falling to the ground, struggling hard to get up.
Awl looked into the eyes of his associates, not only did he not have joy and approval, but a flash of stern quenching flashed in his voice, but the tone was full of luck and joy, as if the first-year girl had faced a math question: "Fortunately, Long wounds have not healed, drought
If you die, you can't survive the evil spirit and the awl! "Speaking, the tone was full of grievances:" When you promised me, it was not like that. "
Sanwei Laodao raised his face. He was too sturdy and his neck was thicker than the thighs of ordinary people. When he was serious, he was not like the Xuanmen Gaoren's bones, but he was also full of righteousness. The old man promised to help you ambush this corpse, but did not promise you not to kill him! "
At this time, Le Yang, who also fell on the ground and wanted to struggle, suddenly opened his mouth and shouted loudly: "Wen Leyang, what the fifth brother's life is tied to, you know the truth, is it true that Tuosha disciple really shrank his head? Turtle? "
Wen Leyang now feels like he has been immobilized. He can hear and think but ca n’t move or talk. He ca n’t even make a bitter smile. If he can move a little, he wo n’t need to drink and scold Dwarf Melon. Put out the Wuhuo desperately! However, what makes Wen Leyang wonder is, who else can secretly exert his power to nail himself under the eyes of top monsters such as stalks, awls, and Sanwei without being discovered?
At this time, the heart-wrenching Wuhuo had gradually become thinner, not as magnificent as it was just now, and it seemed that it would soon be absorbed by Yufu.
The awl sighed softly, ignoring Sanwei's old words first, but looked at the drowning whimper on the ground with a timid explanation: "I noticed that there is a wicked soul in your body, I never thought of killing you, I originally wanted to make the old man Help me catch you, you know, my life is always in my hands before I can rest assured, I did not expect the old way to be bad, deceived me, and hurt you. "
Sanwei's old flying sword, there seems to be some powerful spells to restrain the corpse. The dry stalk has never been able to struggle. The black pus and blood are muddy, and his body is dirty.
Firelight shadows and shadows, as long as they can still move young seedlings, they are now ready to die, the strange and enchanting life fire looks a little pale after dawn, but the entire Miao Village is painted with a layer of tragic!
The awl doesn't need to look at the Miao people at all. It seems that when the two lions are negotiating, they don't even care about the groundhogs who are fighting around. With a wry smile, he turned his eyes away from the drunkard, and his eyes and voice were all pitiful, full of pleading: "Well, now, this corpse is not dead, would you give him to me? Or ..." Awl seemed to suddenly remember Whatever the perfect solution, a pitiful face ignited a soft hope, and took a deep breath, but suddenly screamed, his figure was faster than ghosts, and stretched out slender fingers, Lightly squeezed a long ice needle, struck like lightning to Sanwei!
Sanwei Lao Dao didn't show any anger, reaching for the Flying Sword, ignoring the sudden difficulty of the awl, but slamming the sword towards the dry stalk beside his feet!
The awl screamed, and a heel turned to the side, his face screamed with frustration and furious: "Stop!"
Feijian pressed tightly on the neck of the fifth brother, and when a little actuated, the corpse would be in a different place.
Sanwei said with a haha: "I was seriously injured, and it took a lot of effort to attack the corpse just now, and it is not your opponent now, but if you want to shoot twice, I don't care!" His action obviously It is a lot slower than the awl, but the drone is at his feet, but the awl is just a stone's throw from him.
The awl finally stopped pretending at the moment, but asked him coldly, "What do you want?"
"What do you want?" Sanwei Lao heard a cone, a thick green bar burst from his forehead, his face full of righteousness suddenly became twisted and angry, and his throat was suddenly stuffed into a hot knife, each one The words are all exhausted: "Do you know the taste of skin like fire? Do you know the taste of bone like ice ..."
The awl suddenly spit out the playful tongue tip: "I know the taste of bone like ice."
San Wei Lao Dao was obviously choked, paused for a moment before ignoring the awl, and continued his hoarse anger: "The skin is like fire, bones are like ice, blood is like copper juice, and the meat is like ice needles. They are constantly changing between boiling and condensing ice, but I ca n’t sleep even for a moment, suffering from endless suffering all the time, all thanks to this evil soul, as long as the evil soul is dead, I will be free ! What do you think I want? "
Awl's expression, with the old words, sometimes horrified, sometimes painful, as if
Suffering is her closest family, her big eyes are full of tears, and she is shaking her head with distress, but what she said has nothing to do with her own expression: "How do I know what you can do, you I just cried and shouted, all to kill the evil soul, but the result is not to do it ... In fact, if you move fast, I may not have time to destroy you before death, but I always have to try, do you try? "
Early death, Liu Xiang's soul will die, and the awl that lives with the sin soul will surely die, but the awl's counterattack before death, the "rain and rain rainbow" can also think of what will happen.
Sanwei once made Liu Xiang's escaped soul for a thousand years. After the soul was planted in the body by the drunkard, he did not die for some reason, and he also made a lot of abilities and jumped out. Like a clone scientist, Wen Leyang was dizzy. Listening to what he meant, it seemed that Liu Xiang's Soul Soul had left some terrible damage in his body, making him worse than life, and the only way to get rid of it was to kill the Soul Soul.
Sanwei smiled, the first righteousness, and the subsequent bravery were all put together by the smile, and it looked creepy: "I used to kill the evil soul before, I do n’t know if the sky cone that lives with it will resurrect Now, there is a better way to wait for me than to kill the evil spirits, but ... it's up to you to help me. "
Awl nodded without hesitation: "OK! I help you ... Hey?" Awl said halfway, suddenly ignored the old man, but looked at Wen Leyang brightly, and now there was only a faint one in Wuhu. At the same level, Wen Leyang can see the situation outside with his eyes without using spiritual knowledge.
Yufu didn't change much, and Wen Leyang didn't have any special feeling.
Sanwei Dadao laughed, and then continued the awl's words and said: "To put it bluntly, everyone is an old monster, and no one can fool anyone, you kill all the people first, then break your arms, and then follow the old ... Ah! "He hasn't finished his words yet. Suddenly Feijian jumped without listening to the command. The fifth brother under the sword suddenly emptied into the air at an angle where it was impossible to exert force, turned his head and flew towards the cone!
Sanwei Taoist was shocked and angry, and burst into a cry: "What evil demon girl!" The figure flew toward the dry monk like a wind, and he is not an opponent of the awl at all. If he loses the dry monk, this life-saving sign will definitely die.
The awl also flew up diagonally, like a spring swallowing a tree to welcome the other party. Although she didn't understand what was happening, the drought was the life-critical part of her, and she couldn't let go of this great opportunity anyway. As long as she controlled the drought, Sanwei Laodao became a pale fart for her.
At the same time, Wen Leyang was also a fierce loosing of his body, and the force that suppressed him disappeared instantly! The master hidden in secret has already shot, and can no longer care about him.
The drone was flying fast and slow. While the old man was catching up with him, the awl also arrived, and the two snarled in unison. The air made a miserable blast, followed by a torrent of blood and rain. Suddenly the awl attacked, it was torn apart alive in no time, and even a scream was too late!
Sanwei died so badly that he couldn't call, but the awl issued a painful cry! He fell heavily.
Peng Peng was heard twice, the drone and the awl successively landed, and at the same time a weak but happy laugh, mixed with two light coughs, accompanied by a delicate and magical young woman, appeared quietly in front of everyone.
The air shook violently, and after a few moments, he beat hard a few times, even the life fire of the heart lock was absorbed by Yu Fu, but Wen Leyang couldn't care about it at all, and Xiao Chi Mao corrected, The two Niang cheered together and ran to the young woman who had just appeared, shouting in surprise: "Cang Tan!"
Just after shouting, Wen Leyang blushed and added two words in a low voice: "Shizu ..."
Although I have just guessed that the latent master who is afraid of hurriedly shooting and has the ability to hide from the awl and others is Chang Zi, but when he really sees her, the heartfelt joy, if not called, will be alive. Wen Leyang suffocated!
Chang Li is still the original lively and pretty look, smiling at Wen Leyang up and down, nodded and said: "Fat? Don't become a vegetable jar, ugly and ugly dead!" Followed out to touch Xiaochi Mao correct The top of his head nodded to Er Niang.
Wen Leyang only discovered at this time that the raccoon's face also showed a weak pale, which made the extremely beautiful face, stained
After being dyed a bit, people will be involuntarily vulnerable. This fragility is like an ancient porcelain blue and white, superb and elegant, so that everyone who sees her can't help holding her breath, not afraid of breaking it, but a slightly thick breath, which is a blasphemy to her. .
Chang Li didn't care at all, picked up a springy finger, gently pressed against his soft lips, and turned around for a week, making a silent gesture to everyone, of course not. The awl that has turned over and jumped, but the corner of the mouth is bleeding.
When the awl saw the raccoon dog, he always had a timid gaze on weekdays, and became like a fire, full of thin anger, but he didn't make a sound. He stood aside with a pale face, his eyes turned a few times, and looked towards On the ground, the shabby body of Sanwei Lao.
No one dared to make a sound, Chang Zi nodded in satisfaction, and said to the corpse of Sanwei Lao, with a negotiated tone: "Not saved, come out and talk?"
Whispered, making it hard to tell whether it was cold or sighing. A pale golden shadow, wrapped in a layer of blue and gray, appeared in front of everyone as the air shook gently.
The shadow gradually became clear, but it was not enough to block the meagre sunlight in the early morning. Even the eyes of ordinary people could see through the shadow and see the mountains and trees behind it.
Wen Leyang couldn't help but cast his teeth out in amazement, and said in surprise: "What? How is it like this!"
"Yuan Dao's soul!" Awl and Chang Zi answered at the same time, and then the two beautiful women glared again, as if grabbing a sentence, which was comparable to the enemy who killed their parents.
Wen Leyang was still horrified with his face. He didn't understand it at all. He could show the Yuanshen after his death. This kind of cultivation was enough to laugh at the world. Even the cultivation of the three sword immortals on the Black and White Island was so high. Soon the soul flew away, he was shocked because the original soul of the Sanwei Lao Dao was so ugly.
The outline looks like a person, but the position of the limbs is not the arms and thighs, and there are no hands and feet, but the four snake bodies covered with sarcoma. . Moreover, the facial features of Yuanshen are clearly a pair of snake eyes. There are only two small holes in the nose, and the mouth is also a snake kiss. If it is not confirmed that Liu Xiang ’s evil soul is kept in the body, Wen Leyang really thinks that this is in front of him. Things are evil spirits.
Chang Li also seemed to be taken aback, Ling Xiu's brows shook his head tightly, "So ugly, the evil spirits? Who are you?"
The Sanwei Yuanshun's response was very slow. After a long while, the raccoon spoke slowly, and the voice was as sharp and thin as the mosquito cries, making it uncomfortable. "I don't know who I am." . I only know that I am alive, and I am in this body. This body is of great qualifications, and I am practicing the practice of a thousand miles a day ... "
Chang Li has always been doing his own thing. No one can stop what he wants to say, nodding with a smile: "You don't know who you are, but you still understand the practice?"
Sanwei Yuanhun laughed sharply, and besides the strange evil spirit, he could not hear whether he was happy or bitterly smiling: "I don't remember who I am, but I don't know how to do things in practice, and then I practice. It ’s deeper, I can probably guess that I was a monk before I was born, and my understanding is not low. I do n’t know why the flesh is broken. The wandering Yuanshen happened to find this unmaintained but alive body before I survived. No, It ’s not alive, it ’s alive again. "
Wen Leyang understands the beginning and the end of the matter. After the dry arrogant took away the evil spirit, Sanwei's body became a living dead person. Even if there were no beasts to eat, it would not survive for a few days.
The raccoon had spoken, and after the awl was unwilling, he hurriedly said with a smile: "You are lucky, the flesh is broken and the Yuanshen wanders, and you can find a highly qualified unowned body ..."
The three souls of Yuan Yuan were suspended on their bodies quietly, and after a long while, they uttered a scream of extreme anger, and their limbs flicked and flung towards the cone! Awl's face was cold, and he smiled with a smirk: "Are you dead?" He stretched out a pointed finger and clicked toward Yuanshen!
Wen Leyang didn't doubt it at all. Under a light taper, the three-flavored Yuan Soul would burst into air like a soap bubble. She is a destiny beast, and this kind of remnant soul that is about to dissipate will naturally do no harm to her.
A touch of incense wind suddenly rose, the figure of Chang
It flickered, and like a joke between good sisters, giggled and gently pressed the finger of the awl, with a clear smile: "Don't worry, he won't live long, listen to him." A wave of the other hand steadily blocked Yuan Soul in the distance.
The awl's expression instantly changed from anger to intimacy, and nodded obediently to Chang Zi: "Well, then I'll wait, listen to you, there's always nothing wrong."
Sanwei's Yuan soul struggled to the right and left suddenly ~ EbookFREE.me ~ but still couldn't penetrate the block of the raccoon, finally stopped breathlessly, but still roared angrily to the cone: "Good luck? Good! Before the old souls fly away, I always wish you the same luck as me, I wish you can also become like me, I wish you all day and night in the torment to survive, not to die, I wish you a thousand years of hard work, and finally fall It's a good ending with the broken pieces and the soul flying away, ha ha ha ha! "
Yuanshen's voice was originally sharp and sly, and then the cursing of the teeth and teeth made everyone feel cold all over.
Awl's big eyes narrowed into a slit, but at last he looked at Chang Zi: "If you weren't stopping me, I wouldn't have to listen to his words."
Ranci smiled, and generously replied: "It's better to count on my head, not much anyway."
It did n’t take long for Yuan Soul to appear, but it ’s been a lot lighter now. I ’m afraid it wo n’t be long before it will be refined by the sun. Two women plus a crazy soul, Wen Leyang is afraid that they will be so entangled. Going down and asking no serious matter, he coughed a careful socket and asked Sanwei: "Then how could you ... be like this?"
Sanwei had n’t answered yet, and Chang Li was sullenly glaring, staring at Sanwei ’s cold reminder:
If you have something, just say it, if you treat him like the virtue just now, I guarantee you to tighten the pain in the world before you die. You can understand before death how much happiness you suffered in life! "
Wen Leyang turned back and smiled at Chang Zi. What his grandma said was warm in his heart, he was his own!