Fu Nian was shocked by the sudden turn of his head and looking at him.
Just now, the two guys were talking to themselves for no reason. Suddenly, one of them changed the direction of their speech. His eyes were full of hideous eyes staring at Fu Nian opposite.
At this moment, Fu Nian was resistant. At the same time, the first impression of Yuan Chinniao was also steep and down. The man who was still gentle just now actually refused his orders in front of him and showed such an angry side.
This is the shameful side that Fu Nian thinks, and more importantly, the other party actually wants to let him pay for this emotion.
Thinking of this, Fu Nian's lips bulged inexplicably. He recalled his past experiences of being a human being in the first half of his life and now, and it seemed that he had never encountered such a grievance like this moment.
But today, in front of this man and woman, not only was he ignored like a supporting role, but he was also innocently labeled as a damn hat.
Is it because I am too gentle? Or is it because I am not damn bad-hearted and not worthy of being a terrorist?
For a moment, Fu Nian tilted her head a little angry and looked at the two people standing opposite her.
"Hello."
The roaring sound instantly exploded between the two of them like a thunder falling from the sky.
Fu Nian's slutty air floating on the surface of his body became silent, and the remaining wind power shrouded in the surrounding space also lost its power to support it like a rootless duckweed, slowly retracting back to his like a sea of ebbing tide.
Behind.
Just standing there simply, an invisible aura began to appear around.
At this moment, the world seemed to have been pulled away from the elements of sound and color.
The flying black and white curtains slowly fell down, with the petals of black and white peach blossoms that had not yet bloomed... The black and white tatami, the black and white red shore flowers...
At this moment, the only color of the golden pupils was left in the whole room.
Yuan Zhinu slowly focused her eyes on Fu Nian opposite, with a suffocating cruelty and ferocious look in her golden eyes. At this moment, Yuan Zhinu became a cruel will personality and tried to completely occupy his entire body.
body and mind.
Sakurai Komu also slowly twisted his body toward Fu Nian. The lit golden pupils were accompanied by the murderous torture among Kazuma's glossy pupils.
They are ghosts!
It's the dragon and horse of the ghosts,
It is the Dragon King of the Ghosts!
He is the tyrannical will and the craziest killer!
People who dare to interfere between their conversations have always been...
"Did I allow you to leave?"
A faint and endless arrogance suddenly appeared on the black and white silhouette of the world. The black and white picture generated by the two people's aura suddenly burned from the corner like a scroll.
The raging fire is filled with suffocating oppression of death and a pair of unbearable golden eyes.
The picture of the room returned to normal, but the white moonlight dimmed. The colors on the falling petals also became silent. An invisible aura shrouded in the heads of everyone along the two golden eyes, shining along the corners of all directions.
Above.
At this moment, the air became the loyal maintenance of the voice, and it was heavy and solidified to limit every inch of the two people's skin.
Dust became the loyal pioneer of voice, and particles that could be ignored usually appeared madly before each of them, as if it was not the dust that could enter and exit the lungs at will, but a
Landmines floating in the air.
The air is restless, the space is restless, and even the whole world is restless.
But Sakurai Komu felt that the world was very quiet at this moment, but it was very quiet.
Except for the bright golden golden eyes in front of her, the world seemed to be the only beating heartbeat. Everything else did not exist. She just stared at those eyes blankly, feeling the magnificence, grandness, as if
There was not a pair of eyes at all, but a magnificent palace, a holy place in the minds of pilgrims.
The sound of heartbeats seemed to come from every corner of the world, but it seemed to exist only in her heart. She had never felt this way before, and this feeling made her feel an illusion that she was stripped of by the world at this moment.
She stood there quietly, standing there endlessly.
What is this!!
Sakurai Komu's soul roared wildly outside in her heart. But her body stood still. She tried hard to control her body in a certain direction and tried to break through the confinement of her body.
Because there.
Countless cracked silk and broken wood chips scattered into every corner of the room like snowflakes in the sky.
Two black and red figures fought together like tigers.
Just after the sound fell, when Sakurai Komu was still immersed in the quiet cage of the world.
Yuan Chiu, dressed in a red kimono, suddenly disappeared from the spot and collided violently with Fu Nian opposite him.
At that moment, all corners of the space exploded like thunder, and the air also became manic and trembling at that moment.
But this mania and trembling are a willful force, which is the force that collides with two auras. The air seems to be afraid of something. They want to escape, but the two invisible forces are holding them tightly.
They cannot escape,
The trembling knife sounded torn the air, and the fireworks collided with each other were like a whole row of faucets spraying everywhere.
Sakurai Komu looked at the girl in front of him.
At this moment, Yuan Zhinu's eyes completely changed. The tenderness that had originally enveloped the whole person was completely torn apart by the hideous terror, and the evil ghost crawled out of his body. The gentle side of his heart was
It was as if it was completely suppressed by the power of the evil ghost.
In the increasingly manic battle, the power that enveloped Yuan Chin Nu became stronger and stronger.
The arms that were waving the long cherry red knife in their hands became faster and faster. A power that was silent in the body was gradually erupting.
In the world outside the two, the sticky air formed an invisible barrier between the two, which was the aftermath of their high-speed battle. They emerged in a disorderly manner in every corner of the air, and were isolated from the air.
Isolate everything.
The world seemed to become blurred at this moment.
In his slowly recovering body, Sakurai Komu tried hard to break free from the shackles around him and enter the battle inside.
She is the dragon horse of the fierce ghosts, but Yuan Zinny is her everything.
But she found that she couldn't seem to be able to do it. The barrier there seemed to have become a dividing line of bloodline. Mixed races with insufficient bloodline could not enter the world there. Even the qualifications that were connected to each other did not exist.
Sakurai Xiaomu looked at the two figures fighting in front of him with worried eyes.
She knew that the other party was very powerful very early, and she knew when the other party just appeared here.
Whether it was the other party whistling at them that disturbed the elemental gusts, or the golden pupils that shocked her in the world just now, she lifted the other party to a very high position. She seriously regarded the other party as a very powerful one.
Invaders come to treat them.
But now Sakurai Komu found that she seemed to be underestimating the opponent's combat ability again. She stared at the person who fought with Gen Chino in this way. For a moment, she felt that she could not live for two rounds in the opponent's hands.
...
Fu Nian's body slightly shifted toward the inside, and his whole body flashed through the attack that the air felt blurred.
At this moment, Yuan Zhinu was no longer the boy with gentleness in his eyes. His eyes were burning with golden yellow and sun burning, which made Fu Nian feel a little curious about the other party's golden bloom.
There was also a golden mandala mark in his eyes.
This is also a very strange mark. This is an extremely rare trait in the golden eyes, but there must be a rare reason among the rare ones, but the biggest feature is the rare verbal spirit.
What would be a rare word spirit?
Fu Nian raised her hand with one hand, and the short blade in her hand flashed in an instant in a horizontal and slit-shaped manner. A long cherry-red sword appeared in the center of Fu Nian's sword in a vertical manner.
The violent tremors between the weapons spread toward the surroundings, but more power directly guides the weapon's blade to the arm of the knife holder.
Fu Nian doesn't care. The earth and the mountains themselves are the controllers of power. Ingenious power and majestic power are all power. As long as it is a force attached to material things, all sudden powers in front of him can be in his
Under control, it instantly dissipated into nothingness.
Even if Fu Nian has a thought, he can still let this force return to the other party according to the way he comes. This is the so-called leverage to fight the force, but this should be called leverage to return the force.
But Fu Nian did not rely on absolute power to crush everything like a destructive force. Skill and power are equally important things.
Although the power in the human world is a culture that is reborn from the dragon clan, it must have its essence that continues to this day. In more sense, the fighting technique of dragons is based on the dragon body.
So Fu Nian still tests the other party’s level with a look at it.
However, as the battle between the two became more and more crazy, Fu Nian actually discovered that the other party not only looked similar to Yuan Zhisheng in terms of face, but also had the same mystery in the routine of sword techniques.
Although there is no common fulcrum between the two in their moves, as a powerful dragon who can trace the roots, Fu Nian can still see every move hidden behind the other party at a glance.
They are like the foundations of piled up tall buildings. In the outside world, people see a magnificent twin tower and a ghostly songbird building.
They each have their own styles and their own characteristics, and it is even difficult for them to find common ground. However, their foundations are exactly the same, just like every move, and every look is so similar.
"What is Yuan Zhisheng's relationship with you?" Fu Nian looked at the cruel man in his eyes opposite him.