(There are some problems with the technology of Creation. The post I mentioned yesterday has only appeared today. I apologize to you for this. If you have any questions you want to ask, please come and give me some praise. You don’t have to be polite. I don’t write much today, but I will have more tomorrow.)

The pupils turn red, and the hair on the cheeks suddenly grows, and it is the transformation of the demon clan

In just a moment, the power of the folded sleeves was several times greater, and the strength of the body reached an unimaginable level. The witch's hands tore his shoulders into a bloody and bloody state, but there was no way to break his bones. The most important thing was that the sword that had sinisterly penetrated his waist could not continue to move forward.

The sword was pulled out with a whistle and slashed towards the back of the neck of Cheshui. With the aura attached to the sword, even if Cheshui had completely transformed, he could not resist it.

The Yu Guang of Qijian was shocked when he saw this scene, but his sword was entangled with the woman at this time and could not be saved at all. He held the scabbard in his left hand and rushed behind Chessie, using the extremely sharp Lishan sword technique to stop the sword.

However, the sword moved like a spirit snake, as if it was extremely familiar with Qijian's sword technique. It swept away in the blank space and easily broke through Qijian's sword force. The second sting of the sword was not going toward the folded sleeves, but the target was Qijian.

A soft puff sounded again on the beach

Qi Jian's lower abdomen stabbed the sinister but extremely powerful sword directly, and blood thrust

In an instant, the sword pulled away from Qijian's lower abdomen like lightning, and then moved forward diagonally, stabbing Chen Changsheng.

The man's first sword was seriously injured by Cheshui, and the second sword was seriously injured by Qijian. It brought extremely painful consequences in the quiet and unexpected places. Can Chen Changsheng avoid it?

After Zhexiu and Qijian were hit by the sword one after another, Chen Changsheng finally reacted, and his feet were illusory and he almost avoided the sword edge that was stabbing from the back.

However, at this time, the attack of the demon generals and his wife also arrived.

Teng Xiaoming had no expression on his face, picked up two loads and threw them at Chen Changsheng.

At this time, Chen Changsheng was forced forward by the sinister sword and had no energy to avoid it again.

The two burdens, like two hills, hit the top of his head.

Chen Changsheng's true energy came out quickly, his sword was unsheathed, and he used a very clever trick to tear the two flowers and bloomed two branches. In the seemingly impossible situation, he accurately stabbed the two loads one after another.

All hens were heard continuously, and the two loads of shattered and turned into two balls of smoke and dust.

The shoulder pole in Teng Xiaoming's hand hit the top of his head

If the two carrying poles before were like two small hills, then the shoulder poles of the twenty-four demon generals were like real mountains, with extremely strict shadows, directly covering Chen Changsheng's body.

There was a loud bang

A huge pit appeared on the beach on the lakeshore

The smoke and dust flew everywhere violently, and the woods not far away fell down constantly with the sound of the rattle. In a moment, several acres of woods were shaken to the ground.

The demon beauty roared and took advantage of the opportunity of severe injury to Chessie's waist. Her magical skills were fully displayed, and her fingers were filled with a strange green light, constantly attacking Chessie.

The woman with a dignified face was not gentle at all. Her sleeves swayed lightly in the strong wind, and vaguely, countless feathers and countless energy igniteed her face.

Cheshui's eyes were blood-red, looking extremely ferocious, and several gray shadows flashed in the air with both hands, blocking the strong attack of the demon beauty extremely strongly. However, Qijian's lower abdomen was penetrated by the sword, and he was too injured and had no more energy to fight. He was knocked to the ground by the woman, with a pale face and a dull expression.

At this point, all three human teenagers have been forced into a desperate situation.

Liu Xiaowan, who had never taken action, finally took action.

She carried the big iron pot in her hand and came to the three human teenagers with a terrifying sound of breaking through the air. She flipped her wrists and covered the big iron pot on their heads.

The iron pot was really big, so big that it could cover the sky above my head, as if it was cloudy. If this big iron pot fell, Chen Changsheng and the other two would definitely be unlucky.

At this moment, in the deep pit on the lakeshore, in the space full of smoke and dust, a ray of light suddenly burst out, followed by footsteps like war drums.

The lake wind suddenly broke, and the roaring sound was shrill

Chen Changsheng held the short sword, jumped out of the deep pit, blocked Xue Xiu and Qijian, and stabbed him with a sword.

He stabbed towards the iron pot that covered the sky

With a shiny sound, a hole was broken in the middle of the iron pot, and then the sound of ear-sourcing metal rubbing sounded. Chen Changsheng's short sword was held, pierced the iron pot, and then continued to move forward.

The iron pot covered like a black cloud, and there was a piece of light at this time. Chen Changsheng's sword moved forward in that piece of light, and at the same time brought more light, as if a ray of sky was hanging in the dark rain clouds.

Rub rub rub rub rub

That's the pace of the sword

Rub rub rub rub rub

That's the claws of the folded sleeves

With a sneer, Liu Xiaowan's face turned pale slightly, and then she swept her back, and a bloodshot was added to her neck.

The demon beauty groaned, then fell down, and several blood marks appeared on her chest.

Qijian finally couldn't hold on, covered his lower abdomen, knelt on the ground, his fingers covered with blood.

But at least, he is still alive now.

Chen Changsheng and Cheshui are still alive.

The battle situation suddenly became apart.

The lakeside became quiet again.

Liu Xiaowan gently touched the bloody marks on her neck, and looked at Chen Changsheng's eyes and became much more serious, still as gentle as before, but no longer felt intimate.

She never thought that the short sword in Chen Changsheng's hand was so sharp that it could pierce his magic weapon so easily. What material is this sword made of?

Chen Changsheng turned around and looked at Zhexiu. He was seriously injured and could only hope that Zhexiu would have the power to fight again.

The upper part of the folded sleeves was covered with blood, but she could still stand. The gray hair on the cheeks had not been completely withdrawn and was constantly gasping for breath. It seemed particularly hard and her eyes were extremely cold.

Looking at the look of Cheshui's eyes, Chen Changsheng's heart also became cold.

Liu Xiaowan and Teng Xiaoming looked at each other and saw the strange colors in each other's eyes.

These three human teenagers were able to survive this round of real attacks, which was beyond their imagination. You must know that before entering Zhouyuan, even they did not know the existence of the sword.

"If you were willing to listen to me before leaving, the wolf cub would have died long ago." The demon beauty was seriously injured again by the fingers of the sleeves, and said angrily at the woman beside her.

The woman looked at Chen Changsheng and the others silent for a while, then said calmly: "Only two of us can really beat these two young men."

Chen Changsheng ignored what they were saying.

Cheshui no longer cares about who Nanke is.

The same is true for Qijian.

Because what they care more about is the sword, the sinister sword.

They looked at Liang Xiaoxiao with different expressions.

Qi Jian looked pale, shocked and sad, so he was a little lost. He looked at Liang Xiaoxiao and muttered, "Why?"

Liang Xiaoxiao's face was even paler than Qijian. But there was no expression on his face, nor did he speak, even though the sword in his hand was bleeding from his companion's blood.
Chapter completed!