The enemy of comprehension is the sword

Chapter 110 It's not easy to be a villain these days

Mourning the blade of the sword and the frost of the ink, and the blade of the knife and the stars hiding the coldness of the moon.

Amidst a burst of flying snow and chaotic feathers, one can only see the purest swords and swords, like a dark moon rising from the incomplete ruins.

In a moment of amazement, the stone-shaking demon god pinched his deadly arms.

boom!

Confidence and strength are supernatural, but it is difficult to make progress!

The moment the unworldly foundation hit head-on, the alien monster that Nan Sixian summoned suddenly howled crazily.

"Roar!!!!!!!"

The dark pupils that looked like a beast and an abyss were burning red, and without the master's order, it regained its power and punched again.

It's okay to be controlled by the so-called master with the restrictions of the contract. Human beings, lowly and lowly reptiles, dare to yell at the majestic abyss demon in such a disrespectful manner.

What's more, the two ants, who are as small as sand, didn't pay attention to it at all!

Really, courting death!

The haughty and unchallenged stone demon god, attacking again has [-]% killing intent.

The very different aura of the Middle Earth attracts a power completely different from the spiritual power. On the two heavy and fierce fists on the left and the right, each is shining with a strange light array representing elements such as ice, fire, wind and earth.

At this time, if the real Nan Sixian was still alive, he would surely complain about this terrifying ultimate move.

———————— In a world of cultivating immortals, what the hell is mixed with fantasy magic!

It's a pity that the current Nan Sixian has long been used to this kind of mishmash between different worlds.

She has even been to the even more bizarre orc world of cultivating immortals and magical mechs.

So instead of caring about those old-fashioned complaints.

Gritting her teeth and staring at the snow-covered woman, what she was looking forward to even more was... the violent punch of the abyssal lord was able to shatter the black sword shadow that pretended to be majestic!

As for not wanting to kill that woman, it wasn't because she suddenly became soft-hearted and didn't want to kill someone, it was simply because she knew it was absolutely impossible.

She had already reached the Sword of Mind realm thousands of years ago, even if she is such a consciousness incarnation with incomplete skills, she will definitely not lose to a single abyssal demon lord.

Even if it is after the addition of the master-slave contract and the marrow washing and transformation by asking the Immortal Key Queen Mother Pool.

He has also cultivated several world calendars, and now he has evolved to the point where he is almost as good as himself before his fall.

however.

Even such a small wish could not be fulfilled in the end.

Perhaps it should be said that he didn't even get the chance to challenge.

The stone demon god opened and closed his fists and slashed down with an endless storm of elements. The sound of the explosion resounded in the sky, and the air in a radius of hundreds of miles seemed to be evacuated in an instant.

After the momentary freeze time passed.

Layers of seas of air flowed out, and hundreds of dragons soared in stretches. The world was destroyed, and the vegetation was destroyed, just like the catastrophe of the end.

Strong, very strong.

Even in the eyes of Bai Muya, who was lying dead, this kind of power that has been cultivated to the extreme in a certain aspect is undoubtedly as powerful as himself.

———Don’t be careless, you must deal with it seriously!

The ghost emperor, who was too seriously injured to speak, winked frantically and eagerly, and it was rare that he kindly wanted to remind the two people who came to help.

Unexpectedly, that cold-faced woman in black and white variegated fur frowned at her knowingly, and then impatiently flicked out a black sword aura.

What a bad temper...?Meow, who is the ghost emperor, do you understand? Do you understand...?

If I can't move now, you still want to hang out? !A set of combined punches will make you have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of your life, and you will never have sex. Fu. Believe it or not? !

Of course, Ji Xue must not believe it.

Even if you really want to sit in a wheelchair, you can get someone to serve you, right? How could you not have sex?

What's more, after the fight, it's still uncertain who is in the wheelchair between the two of them...

In addition, I have to say that Ji Xue usually has a slightly bad temper, but she frowned just now because she definitely didn't think Bai Mu Ya was too annoying.

I just read the original secret talk from Yu Feijing, and heard the rumors of the ghost emperor from Mingzhu Bichen and Wangyun Jianzun, so I have some expectations for Bai Muya, a hermit in the new world.

However, this second meeting, the image of the other party lying on the ground in misery and almost being killed by someone is really embarrassing.

Moreover, he actually abandoned his sword to practice inexplicable magic skills.

It's not bad that she didn't make a move to clear the door.

With a soft snort, he glanced indifferently at the huge monster and the hated person, his gaze rested on the woman in red for a while, and then ruthlessly withdrew his heat.

Ji Xue pressed the green sword Hongchen with her right hand and sighed, the sharp cold light unsheathed proudly locked the elemental fist that was about to strike with the black sword energy.

Bai Mucrow could see the monster's strength, so she naturally had no reason to misjudge it.

A random sword is not only a test of the unknown element field, but also a foreshadowing for the next series of moves!

However, like Nan Sixian who was full of expectations, her plan unfortunately fell through in the end.

Everything is silent, only the sound of the sword is heard, and when the fist of the abyssal lord wrapped in the elemental storm is about to come into close contact with the stunning black sword light——

An ear-piercing mournful sound of a poisonous bird carried through the stagnant and silent world.

The full moon formed by the light of the sword on the top of the sky suddenly overflowed with a coquettish red mist like an ocean and sea. Between covering the sky and overwhelming the world, the magnificent scene of fluttering wings was unparalleled in beauty and captured the hearts of everyone present.

"The taboo tricks that come from the laws of other worlds contain no kindness, no affection, and are full of pure will to destroy."

But see, amidst the crimson crest of the crane, a black and red robe stands alone, with snow-white fox fur wrapping one side of the shoulder and extending the sleeve, fluttering in the wind.

Ruyu's cheeks were stained with two morbidly charming red clouds, and the neglected person's beautiful eyes seemed to be happy but not happy, and he lowered his head and caressed the black crystal thin knife named Shuyue's Tears in his hand.

The beauty of the two dimples, charming the dynasty of all ages.

I thought that the beauty of the White Dusk Crow was the pinnacle of excellence, but I never thought that there are such strangely attractive peaks in this world.

The moment Nan Sixian was puzzled, a slightly excited murmur came from beside his ear: "Ah~ this intoxicating smell of despair is about to overflow..."

The ethereal and elegant voice, the inexplicable words with hidden meanings, although it is a pleasant pant that is provocative, but there is always a dangerous feeling that it is not the right way.

The sense of vigilance came back, and he cast his eyes scorchingly, as if trying to see through the truth under the full circle.

With a bottomless foundation, in terms of cultivation alone, she is even stronger than the sword!

Who is this person?

"It's a pity that there is no eternal destruction, but it's still too weak to be patient." The voice continued, but when the panting subsided with the remaining passion, the only thing left was endless chilling.

The human being is as serene as if he is sitting on a cloud, and his six-pointed golden eyes are becoming more and more glamorous and ruthless with the contempt of the monster.

Days have changed.

With a thought, the atomized Sky-shrouding Poison Bird fluttered its wings and took off.

The falling feathers soaked up the bloodless color, and slowly dyed the pure white snow red, flakes falling on the corners of the beauty's eyebrows, momentarily enchanting and indescribable, and moreover...strange to make people tremble!

Is it because of the smell of blood...? !

Suddenly his eyes widened, Nan Sixian was startled to see the Abyss Demon Lord who was still punching in front of him suddenly fell to the ground.

There may be cold and toxic corrosion, or there may be beautiful knife marks left, the head is missing, and the huge monster with bloody arms is dead like this!

Died without any trace of news.

Even a second ago, it was still thinking of anger, and it didn't even have the slightest feeling about death.

Cold, cold to the heart.

When the other party made the move, and how exactly did it, she had no idea.

Obviously she was sure that she didn't miss any moment, but she searched through the memory fragments and couldn't figure out what this woman did.

Can't help it, I'm scared.

Looking at the woman whose eyes moved to him with unfinished thoughts, step by step on the red snow, Nan Sixian finally took half a step back in fear.

This kind of completely silent killing...is too terrifying.

"Fear, timidity, delicious emotions." The tears of the sparse moon flowed into the light of the blood moon, and the bright red shadow was more contrasted with the golden pupils, and the sigh was a little sick, "A soul full of time and dust, stepping into despair will be How beautiful is it?"

Evil thoughts are like snakes, more like unsolvable poison, entangled in the heart.

Nan Sixian threw out dozens of secret treasures for body protection with trembling pupils. Even though he was confident that nothing would happen, he was still ready to run away if the situation was not good.

"Oh, so, maybe... it's not enough." The corners of the high priest's frighteningly red lips curled up slightly, the black crystal thin knife in his hand trembled slightly, and the blood shot up from behind his back like a cloud spreading its wings.

Take two steps calmly, kill Kaifeng with one knife, when the ultimate conflict is about to start———

Frost fell suddenly in the realm of the blood moon, and a few swirling swirls of pure white snow collided with the hexagonal crystals that were dyed red in the sky.

A transparent emerald sword was inserted obliquely at the foot of the High Priest of the Spirit Tribe, half out of its sheath, the hidden front was low and pure and holy, and a snow-like beauty pressed the right hand of the world of mortals silently and sighed, without raising her eyes, she was chic and flamboyant with killing intent.

"Stop here, you can still save your life." The cold voice remained the same proudly, and the words that fell again were still straightforward, "If not, drink the snow ruthlessly, and bury the soul on the sword."

No one is allowed to get involved, this person's life belongs only to her.

The half-sentence that was not spoken in the mouth, but fell in the wind, fell in the ear, fell under the sword, resounding through the hearts of everyone.

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