Chapter 663： Kill a **** road (3) (1/2)

”No! Wake up quickly!”

His eyes cleared out of blood, and he made a sudden force under his feet, and folded a few ghosts left in the air due to the extremely fast speed. He rushed to Xiao Yan and wanted to go to rescue.

Xiao Yan's heart-warming roar made Xiao Yan's heart slightly warm, but Xiao Yan didn't stop the figure. He was turning faster and faster, melting the whole figure into the tornado, swiping into it. In the bucket of Emperor Dou with various blades in hand.

For a time, the sword was broken, the limbs were flying, the fists and feet, the sharp blades were broken, the screams were screaming, and the blood was blowing wildly.

Constantly arousing dust filled this mountain road, gradually obscuring the vision of clean and dust-free.

Noisy, and soon quieted down, staring blankly at a blurry figure standing in the dust gradually dispersing. The figure stood upright like a javelin, and the flying long hair shook the clean and clear nerves.

Some people are afraid to see the godlike figure in the sky, for fear that the dust will be scattered. This figure is either full of the body with a broken gun and a knife and was nailed to the place, or it was injured and exposed to the last smile and then fell down. Either way, it is not the result he wants to see. But besides these two, he couldn't think of the third one, because he felt that it was a kind of extravagant hope. He couldn't imagine that in the besieging of dozens of fighting emperors and the slashing of dozens of sharp blades, who could live? Come down.

Maybe there is, but Jing Chen has never seen it, or he does n’t think Xiao Yan will be one of them, even if Xiao Yan ’s previous performance shocked him beyond words, because in his opinion, this Xiao guy After all, it is not the perverted genius of the Xiao people in the legend.

But the battlefield is not a place to go to God. Just when the pure and clean heart is ups and downs, he doesn't know why he was so sad for Xiao Yan, a huge sword bursting out of Mori ’s murderous intentions is drawn in the air. A fierce wind cut down relentlessly towards Jingduchen's neck. It was exactly a fighter who was swept away by the edge of the tornado and not too injured just saw Jingduchen's disappointed appearance, one turned over and crawled When he got up, he attacked with a sword.

”what?”

Until a messy hair was erected by the vindictiveness of Jian Feng, and the scalp was tingling painfully, it was pure and dust-free. Unfortunately, late, his sharply shrinking pupils had seen the shadow of death.

”Do n’t you be destined to die with the guy named Xiao?” Looking at the giant sword that was constantly dilating in her pupils, she sighed in her heart, closed her eyes miserably, and was extremely unwilling, ”Fuck, you let Lao Tzu Can't you clean up Dan Ding's **** and kill Lao Tzu? Grandma's! ”

”Oh!”

Closing her eyes and waiting for the dead dust, she heard an unexpected sound.

”This sound is a little different from what I imagined? And why is there no pain? Is the sword too fast, and the head no longer feels pain when it leaves the neck?”

I feel that my neck seems to be brushed by the sword wind, and the clean and clean neck is unconsciously tightened, but my mind is thinking in confusion, wondering why this sound is not like Jian Feng's chopping the neck at all, but like fist and sword Phase collision.

”You jerk! How dare you run away at this time?”

A loud drink sounded in the ears of Jing Clean, and Jing Jing, still wondering if he was out of his soul, woke up.

Jing clean suddenly opened his eyes, and saw Xiao Yan standing in front of him, his mind was blank, and his flexible thinking usually couldn't turn, and he pointed at Xiao Yan stupidly like a dream: ”Are you still alive? ? I'm not dead? ”

”Of course I'm still alive! I'm still alive, how could you die?”

Xiao Yan kicked the Emperor Dou off the cliff with a kick, and punched another fist, knocking down another Emperor who still stubbornly climbed up, and gave a slight brow like a knife ”However, if you stand like this stupid again, you won't want to live anytime soon.”

”what!”

Xiao Yan reminded him that Jing Wuchen had just stunned him, and he drank in a deep voice, and shot a knife-like cold light in his eyes. He shot with a flying knife, and only made a few faint white marks in the air. Throw at several bucket emperors who rushed up from below.

The flying knife's light flashed, and the several fighting emperors who rushed over had to be subconscious and were shot by the flying knife one by one.