Chapter 345
Chen Xinglie really has such a slight sense of suffocation.
The past is like wind.
rise in the mind again.
Even if Chen Xinglie has not experienced it personally, the memories of those peaceful days and evenings in his memory are very impressive, because that period of staying with the wind and faint double-stays is the most important thing in the past. For the soft rice king who likes to mess around, it's hard to look back.
Actually, if it weren't for the soft rice king to be very carefree, the behavior is too turbulent, and the wind will not be enough for the strong man to lock the man, if not, I am afraid that the soft rice king will soon be abandoned. The most unacceptable torment of love between men and women is being abandoned by the other party, whether it is a man or a woman.
Chen Xinglie knows all these.
Can still remember.
I feel the same way.
Feng Youyou's voice is very nice, every word, with a unique charm, is considered to be the best voice among the many women in Chen Xinglie's impression.
This time, even though she used the sound transmission method, her voice was not distorted at all, but was mixed with a faint breath, which made the words more unclear. mean.
That's feminine.
Such a smell.
Chen Xinglie is very familiar with it and didn’t make any response. He just glanced at Feng Youyou faintly, no longer paid attention to, not because he couldn’t resist this woman, but nowadays, he has Many things need to be planned, such as the road to Wendao cultivation.
Feng Youyou couldn’t get Chen Xinglie’s feedback, so he frowned slightly, and tenderly shouted at Du Heiyan: "Kill!"
There seemed to be an 8th layer sound of at the word exit. dragon's roar, suddenly sounded.
On the top of Feng Youyou's head, in the Martial Dao natural phenomenon, an ancient tree like Fire Tree Silver Flower, there are eight dragon shadows with different shapes.
Everyone only felt shocked.
Even the expert of Earth Immortal realm, there was a moment of loss of consciousness.
Du Heiyan was the first to bear the brunt. After being hit by the sound of dragon's roar, he waved the giant sword's body shape. In this brief moment, it became a bit stiff. Feng Youyou took advantage of this opportunity to turn his body into a lightning glow again. , Cut to Du Heiyan.
Du Heiyan was shocked.
Drunk Daoist Long flashed back at the moment when Feng Youyou killed him.
This gave Du Heiyan a chance to breathe. He turned around and waved his arms, resisting with his sword, avoiding the vital parts of his body, but was slashed on his shoulder, electric light splattered, and blood mist was exploded.
Feng Youyou succeeded with a blow, but frowned, and asked: "Smelly Taoist! What do you mean? At this time, you still think that you are the famous and authentic Lingxiao Sword Sect. Sword head, can't let go of your respectable identity, and you are unwilling to join hands with this Sect Master?"
In this call, there is also the sound of dragon's roar.
Drunk Daoist Long's ears were numb, but he didn't respond, just smiled bitterly.
"hahaha..." Du Heiyan burst into laughter, swinging his sword towards Feng Youyou.
However, at the moment Du Heiyan swung his sword, a gloomy voice climbed up, appeared behind Du Heiyan in a thunderous manner, raised a cold light, and then drew back. .
No tongue!
Old Court Eunuch did not make a sound and suddenly made a sneak attack. Unfortunately, the old Court Eunuch was injured by Qian Yuzao and never recovered. Otherwise, he waved his hand and attacked it, and then joined forces with Feng Youyou. With one blow, Du Heiyan will most likely beheaded.
"Sterdog!"
Du Heiyan raised his head and roared: "How dare you sneak attack this sword saint!"
"hehehe......"
p>The tongueless monster has already returned to its original place, said with a smile: "Our family is originally a castrate, and we have been accustomed to being dark all my life. You have been doing things that are not visible all your life. You don't even watch out for our sneak attack you. Are you stupid?"
Du Heiyan was so angry that his face turned purple, but he was speechless, so he could only wave the giant sword to kill Xiangfeng Youyou again, his feet stepping in the air step by step, causing a boom The sound of footsteps is like the roar of a war drum.
Cut! cut! Slash...
When Du Heiyan swung his sword, he yelled repeatedly and cut the sword saint eight times, unreservedly displayed. At the same time, there was blood in the two wounds on his shoulder and back. Blow out, sprinkle a burst of blood mist, covering Du Heiyan's whole body in blood.
The blood nourishes the Martial Dao imposing manner.
Du Heiyan's ka-cha sounded, and his already huge and stalwart body became stronger and bigger. Which piece of iron armor he was wearing, opened one after another crack, and his height was also In an instant, it was more than a foot taller, and the whole body showed a strange bright red color.
Barbarian Race secret technique, the art of bloody battle!
As long as this Martial Dao secret technique is displayed, the whole person will be in a frenzied state, without pain, the more fights the more brave is, the more he hurts and the more blood is left, the stronger the strength will become. Until the moment before death, his strength will reach pinnacle, and after this moment, it will run out of life and die. .
Ordinary Barbarian Race expert, using this secret technique is crazy, unable to control oneself, and can only allow one's own strength to passively increase as the injury worsens.
This is a Road of No Return.
In the end, only the injury is getting heavier and heavier, and there is only one ending: death on the battlefield.
Du Heiyan is different.
Even if he used the bloody battle technique, Du Heiyan was still conscious, actively controlling the wounds soaring blood, allowing his own strength to rise in an instant, and then controlling the wound muscles to close and lock the injury. Through this method, Keep your own strength in a controllable state, and after you kill the enemy and win, you can still keep yourself from being seriously injured.
This style of play.
Feng Youyou was a little unstoppable, and quickly backed away.
The tongueless eyes sank, ready to shoot again.
Drunk Daoist Long also clenched the Dragon Mark ancient sword in his hand.
Even Qian Yuzao suddenly got up and prepared to participate in this battle.
Du Heiyan did not chase Feng Youyou, but stopped in the air, turned around, looked at Chen Xinglie standing on the tall building, gritted his teeth and said: "Today, this sword saint admit defeat! But! , If these Earth Immortal who listened to you want to keep the sword saint's life, I'm afraid they have to leave something, either life, or hands and feet, anyway, don't want to get back all over."
Chen Xinglie smiled coldly and said: "You said that, I think I want to do it myself."
weng!
On the high-rise building, the sword cry suddenly started.
Chen Xinglie climbed a bunch of sword light on his body, which is exactly the same as the sword qi beam of light used to slay the dragon a few days ago.
Du Heiyan bled all over, squeezed the giant sword sharply, his eyes sank, and roared: "This sword saint only questioned your way of literary cultivation, but never questioned your Martial Dao strength. Now, this sword saint is fighting against this group of people, and you let them kill this sword saint. Under this sword saint compelled by circumstances, you can only protect yourself by drawing your sword. If you are on the path of writing, you have real skills. , If you really come up with a path of Wendao cultivation, then don’t use Martial Dao means, just rely on Wendao strength to fight this sword saint!"
Wendao?
Chen Xinglie smiled proudly and said: "You are a Barbarian Race brash man, you don't recognize three or five big characters, a trifling is illiterate, and you deserve to be in front of this seat?"