Dark Blood Age

Chu Yunsheng was somewhat stunned. The phrase “one cannot look like a person” was so shocked to reproduce in front of him again. Luo Qing, with only one sword, cut off the red shadow of fire that he tried to break out of. He seemed to have really underestimated the woman before.

“Drag over, search!” Luo Qing's face will not change color will be split into two valves of corpses, kicked behind him, silenced the channel, and indifferently looked at the group of scattered martial arts coming after him.

“Master Sanyuan Tian?” One of the men stood up, leaned on his body, looked straight into his eyes, and his ECG burst into high voice: “Don't be afraid, we're three times their number! Together!”

Just horrified by Luo Qing's sword, the man shouted, awakened, the huge temptation of Cold Martial Arts will not be small, with triple the number of people, suddenly another leap, but these people are also not stupid, facing the master of the three yuan, naturally no one is willing to rush up to die first, to make a cushion for others.

During the stalemate, the other dispersers on Chu Yunsheng's side also ignored the horror and blood of the body split in half. All of them immediately surrounded it. Chu Yunsheng was astonished and proficient in forming two inner and outer circles. The inner circles quickly searched the body. The outer circles held various weapons and guarded the outer circles. The corpses of those two petals were rigorously surrounded, and the people outside could not see anything inside!

“Want to challenge two three hundred and thirty samurai!” Luo Qing accidentally did not kill the thunderbolt as he had just done. Instead, he pointed in the direction of Chu Yunsheng's standing, coldly clearing his voice.

In the early morning when such a cold and slight light does not appear, her sentence is thoroughly ice-cold, making her scalp numb, while chilling!

Two three yuan tian experts!?

The scattered martial arts across the street suddenly and uncertainly stood still without a trace of movement!

The breathing sounds grew heavier and the cold sweat dripped down along the top of the head. If there is only one master of three hundred and thirty heavens, with three times as much power, there is still a chance of victory, then two emerge, with only one result: die without a burial site!

impasse, silence, hesitation!

Suddenly, Chu Yun palpitated, his feet treaded empty, the festivities rose, and he stepped on the head of the inner and outer circles, like a floating leaf, fell into the circle. The harsh song in it had not come to remember surprise. A piece of paper just searched out of his hand stained with blood was plundered by Chu Yun Sheng.

“Senior Yuan?” Yan Song did not worry that it was fake, the two sides only met shortly. Although Chu Yunsheng said that he was not interested in Cold Martial Arts will, if he changed his mind now to forcibly swallow the paper, only Sister Luo could stop him.

But he didn't know, if Chu Yunsheng really wanted to go, how many more people here could stop him!?

“Fuck, it can't be true, Edgar!” Chu Yunsheng snatched that one slight glance and immediately shocked his mind!

Familiar textual sampling, familiar paper, even traces of insect mucus on him while eating, and the same!

There can only be one reason: this paper is real! He gave it to Edgar himself! So, the assassinated Bu Wuqiang...

“Hold on, this paper is real!” Chu Yunsheng took a deep breath and photographed the bloodstained paper on a strict song. He lowered his voice: “I'm going to the inner lake immediately, Xiaoyuan will give it to you temporarily! ”

After that, he didn't care how to reply to the harsh song, pulled up his body directly, the Fourth of War Day appeared, swords swept down, and the shadow of man had appeared more than a dozen meters away in pursuit of the dispersed weapons.

Those people suddenly shocked, they didn't know whether Chu Yunsheng was really a master of the three yuan heavens, but seeing this speed and strength, it was by no means ordinary generation. Fearing, they took a few steps backwards, the weapons held tight, formed a circle, and wanted to form a joint defense momentum.

However, they had no idea, Chu Yunsheng had no intention of killing them at all, nor had he prepared them for a complete defense. Only in the blind moment, others had rushed to one of the scattered martial arts, a move of exasperation came out!

Whoa, whoa!

Knives, new guns, swords and other colored weapons, sucked suddenly and without my signs, rolled together in a group, thrown in the air.

“Ah!" At this time, a struggling shouted.

The shocked people returned to God, breathed not yet, sucked back, saw that Chu Yunsheng had lifted that screaming scattered weapon, quickly swept past it, and plunged it straight into the inner circle!

Under one move, there is no match!

No, but the hunted loose weapons, Luo Qing, Jingle, etc. are facing each other face-to-face —— what kind of tactics is this? An empty scroll? How can you be so strong? And the armor. What's going on?

More and more strange light is shed in the beautiful eyes of the plain snow, and I increasingly believe in my judgment.

pāng pāng pāng pāng!

Many of the weapons rolled up in the air, as Chu Yun rose away from the fire speed, fell to the ground. The scattered weapons chased did not dare to move, and no one dared to go forward and retrieve their weapons.

Shortly afterwards, Chu Yunsheng lifted the alarming scattered martial arts has run far away and disappeared into the realization of everyone.

“Don't be afraid, I just want you to lead the way. Can you take that intersection straight to the inside now?” Chu Yunsheng's figure stopped at a fork in the road, dropping his frightened white weapon in his hand, the town road.

The Split Martial Arts heart beat straight, only in the moment, he thought he was dead, the three yuan tian masters against each other, he hasn't reached the binary tian of the Split Martial Arts, how can there be a way to live? But it didn't occur to me that Chu Yunsheng abducted him just to ask for directions. Suddenly, there was a feeling of escape from death. He hurriedly extended his finger and pointed to a path on the right, "Here, this way! ”

Chu Yun glanced up, frowned again, mentioned the dispersed weapon, flew up and said: “You know the consequences of the wrong way! ”

Under the restraint of Chu Yunsheng, he dared not resist, hurriedly promised to nod continuously.

Chu Yunsheng didn't dare to lie about his own life, so he stopped talking, lifted his breath concentration, and shocked his speed to the maximum, like a charm, in the darkness in front of the slightest light, and rushed forward.

Less than a few minutes later, the sound of successive killings began to come forward.

“He's got it! ”

“Don't let him get away! ”

“Stop him, kill him! ”

……

Chu Yunsheng pushed forward. It was already a fire. His head was buoyant, and the noise of killing was quadruple. It was a mess and a mess!

Those who grabbed a piece of paper could be happy in the future. Even the words on it could not be seen. They were swallowed up by a group of people waving swords and guns, and then spread out. They were already full of corpses.

Killing, fighting, like an endless infinity, as long as there is one last person who hasn't fallen, there will always be a mad cry: in his presence!

In the scene of chaos, Chu Yunsheng circumvented the crowd.

“Where is the Bu Wu Angel?” Chu Yunsheng dropped his weapon and asked in a loud voice.

“I, I don't know.” The man couldn't see the look on Chu Yunsheng's face. He was suddenly scared again. "Sir, I, I really don't know. Why don't you look there? ”

He pointed in one direction, the direction leading to Lake Poyangze.

Chu Yunsheng pondered a little bit. It was estimated that this person did not know, so he no longer wasted time on him. He immediately took the sword and left.

Along the way, all those encountered, who were under three yuan, were caught in the hand, threatened to force the question to turn. In the slaughterhouse, almost all of them were covered in blood, traveling!

Bloody smell of sniffles, blowing towards the lake along the cold wind position, swinging, deep at the bottom of the lake, a fierce water monster pushed the waves away, quietly approaching the shore.

The sound of broken water could not escape the perception of Chu Yunsheng's sixth fork line. He subconsciously raised his head and swept towards the dark lake surface. Suddenly, he shouted.

There seems to be a boat in the darkness of the lake!

Before he could look closely, he heard someone pointing in that direction on the far shore, shouting: "They took Bu Wu's body! ”

“That's the boat!? ”

Chu Yun's gaze gathered in one line, coldly snorted, put on the red cloak of fire, reversed a distance of more than a dozen meters, folded up, accelerated forward rush, actually directly swept up the lake, emptied the battle energy with war armor, constantly erupted the acceleration of the body up, fell, stepped on the water, swept up, like a stone flying on the lake, bounced off the water!

But at the turn of the lake he had just entered, a burst of screaming noise broke through the sky.

The scattered martial arts who were killed in chaos were appalled by the noise, but one of them killed the red eye and bled to the brain, climbing up to the sky and asking: "Who!? ”

One second, two seconds, three seconds, no movement!

Suddenly, in the fourth second, a huge posting flag, plunged straight out of the black sky, and from the top of his head, he split into the ground, tearing it apart!

Then, a whirring cold arrow shoots down like a rain spot, starting at one end of the earth, a root that does not enter the frozen soil, like a wave of mountains falling into the sea and pushing it in layers!

“Cloud Sect Driver Flag, No Thrower, Kill! ”

A shooting woman's voice came from the air, like King Yan's death warrant. Everywhere he went, he was still in the midst of a mixed war. His face was white and he couldn't help but kneel.

Those who do not kneel, only between the fingers, are pierced by the arrows in the air as hedges!

Suma, just like Shura Hell's slaughterhouse, at this moment black-pressed with scattered martial arts crowds, over their heads, a flying speckled giant bird squeaked sharply, swept through, and brought a strong wind with them, distorting what they were blowing.

On the backs of the giant birds, riding an English-looking, white woman with a fine bow and arrow in her hand, she didn't even look at the scattered martial arts on the ground and swept straight into the depths of a haunted lake.

At this time, Chu Yunsheng had already heard the movement behind him, but he was now fully pursuing the boat. He had no time to distract himself. He just had to go and see if Edgar was the one who had died!

At this time, a speckled giant bird like a king, the sky flew from behind him, a drifting woman riding on it, turned around and looked at him...

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