Transcending the Nine Heavens

Meng's face was super faint and his heart regretted slightly: he was really upset by the conversation, and he was caught in a silent inner feeling, which led to a dramatic decrease in his sensitivity to danger, but he was not able to detect it in advance. It was not until we got here that we realized that it was too late, although we were not completely surrounded by each other.

Faced with dozens of times more powerful enemies than himself, Meng suddenly recovered his calm mood and smiled gently. “The path of hell, if you don't go today, will always go in the next day. But it's been so hard to keep you waiting in the ice for this. In Meng's mind, it's really a little embarrassing. ”

His voice is natural, his tone is light, as if the opposite is an old friend, and he is urging his knees to talk; the people heard by the Dark Devil family, at this moment, actually have a feeling like spring wind.

At one time, everyone was in their hearts: this man was so calm and accommodating in the face of the inevitable death!

There are only three possibilities for those who can stand up to a dire situation: one with full strength and certainty to escape. The second is completely out of life and death. The third thing is... this guy is crazy!

But the person in front of him clearly lacks such strength and behaves well, and is not crazy. That's... he's long gone beyond life and death!

See through life and death!

For him, life and death are just a form of life, and it doesn't matter at all.

Such a man is not terrible because he has no strength, but he is respectful! Koppe!

Faced with a man like Meng, looking at the flatness and sobriety of his lazy face, the thirty masters of the Dark Devil family did not instantly have the pleasure of 'finally blocking people'!

Not only him, but also his niggardly apprentice, the ugly, dying guy, looked at himself and others obliquely, seemed not to see the 28 thrones and the two thrones in his eyes at all.

His eyes are like the eagle preying on a bunch of rabbits!

“Your Excellency, first hand over the kernel of the Nine Spiritual Beasts.” There is an appreciation in the eyes of the Dark Demon Throne, "he said." Though you are inevitable, I can promise you I will make your death a little easier for you. ”

Meng suddenly shook his head and smiled, slowly pulling out his long sword, softly said: “King Wang Wu, what can I do about it? After all, there is no need to say what is painful or unpleasant. ”

His eyes looked at the bright sword body, hey shush: “But the core of the Nine Levels of Spiritual Beast... nothing can be given! ”

“Why?” The Dark Demon throne suddenly became angry and asked in surprise and uncertainty. He felt a special significance from the other person's sentence; it seemed that the other person had no difficulty handing over the kernel.

“I mean, in any case, the core of the Ninth Spirit Beast, you won't get it.” Meng smiled super slightly and said with no fury: “Only the great head is here, who will take it? ”

The Dark Demon Throne's eyes contracted, looking at Meng Yan, killing the slightest diffusion, waved his hand and drank: “Dead! ”

At this moment, a sudden shock sounded.

“Ah! ~ ~ ~" The leader of this team on the front is a nine-pint throne. He was about to issue an order to attack, but suddenly he found that there were 10 people missing!

“Where are the people? Wang Er-Hei, Zhao San Niu, Sun Wudan, where are they?” The call suddenly distracted the Dark Devil's human formation.

He screamed and didn't respond.

Suddenly, a few people walked back and shouted in succession: "The throne! This... they are all... dead! ”

Then those people shook up Soso: “Dead... really dead, killed from underground...”

“Bullshit!” The Dark Demon throne suddenly got angry and a slap went up, scolding: “There's all the blue ice down here! Wanzai Xuan Ice, you understand? ”

The throne was beaten in a circle, dizzy and crying: “It's true... the throne...”

The Dark Demon's throne stared at him and swept away. In a moment, he looked at ten frozen corpses. His face grew ugly and suddenly stood up and yelled: “Where did the rats sneak a reckoning? Come out and fight me fair! ”

There was silence, heavy snow and no response.

He scolded and looked closely at the brown ice behind his face. I can't believe it. There's been a real assassination underground!

It's brown ice! How'd you get in there?

“Watch your step, everyone. There are mysterious enemies!” The Dark Demon Throne is discreet in its face. Now there's nothing more important to him than this ghostly enemy hiding in the dark.

Meng Chao is already surrounded by two people, saying that nothing can escape; but this mysterious underground killer can kill people as soon as he appears! Even though he is the king of the throne, he dares not say that he will survive such a strange assassination.

Looking at the bodies of the ten swords in his throat, the Dark Demon's throne had a cold sweat in its hand.

This man, right, is a cold-blooded killer! And an experienced cold-blooded killer. Kill ten people and no one on my side finds out!

Such assassinations are unheard of.

Hearing warnings, everyone looked at their feet as if they were enemies, afraid to drill a sword under their feet.

But Chu Yang is no longer under the ice.

He has been quietly out for a long time and is now quietly moving in the direction he has chosen.

Once there, you will be able to rise and fall, causing the greatest casualties at once, tearing apart a mouth and escaping with your master and brother!

The nearby terrain, Chu Yang already rots in the chest.

The Dark Devil's men cautiously cautioned half the time, nothing was found, and finally they couldn't help laughing: “Master, look at these people, one eyeball staring at the ground, they look like a bunch of shitty shells looking for big shit. ”

Meng took it seriously: “Don't talk nonsense.” Pause, "he said," you child, when can you change this, how can you always like to tell the truth? ”

He went on to teach Chun-chun: “Talk about it. Remember, the truth is very hurtful, hang out on this river and lake, can't tell the truth. If you're lying, we all look at them like shitholes, but don't say anything, okay? How angry should these shitholes be when you say it? Would you be angry if someone told you you looked like a shithole? ”

Meng knows that in the face of such a camp today, the two apprentices have no hope of escaping at all! So Sol let go of himself and stabbed the enemy in front of him.

“Master taught.” Talking about Weiweino, "said Master, the disciple dared not to speak lies later. ”

Thirty men, sixty fierce eyes at the same time!

“Look, is Shit Shell really angry?” Meng glanced at his apprentice.

“No wonder there's obviously no big shit here, they can't find nature to be angry with.” The conversation is very understandable. Then he smiled at the thrones and said, "You say... right? ”

“Take these two down first!” Another Dark Demon's throne was so blue and purple, he shouted: “My husband is going to grab the tongue of this tongue-in-cheek bastard himself! ”

“Kill!” Twenty people jumped forward at the same time.

“Well done.” Meng supra's eyes flashed a relieving divine color, gently laughed, pulled out the sword, underfoot shocked the clouds of snow, spread at full speed, even people sworded into a horizontal and staggered sword light.

Talking about the frenzy, he suddenly pulled out his long sword and followed Meng Chao out.

At this moment, a sudden mutation occurs!

A sharp sword light, like nine days of thunder, suddenly fell! From the direction of the slash, like a meteor towing a long tail of light, standing high and passing through!

This sword, completely without any signs, even has a frightening sense of dreams when people have glimpsed the light from the corners of their eyes!

Nine robberies of the sword Lord Chuyang, with all his strength, just prompted this brutality, why not slaughter the world!

Strike with all your strength, no reservations!

A silent, interest-free start!

One of the first thrones could only scream, Chu Yang had passed through his body! The sword is fast and even the throne can't stop it!

The sword has struck three people in a row and has already rushed into the perimeter. One cold drink: "Come with me! ”

Passing the distance of seven fathers without stopping, it has been shot in front of another master throne! The throne had a broken heart and could not escape at all. Only a sword could be drawn against it.

But as soon as his swords touched, the sword of the Dark Demon throne turned into scraps of iron, and then the whole human body split apart, Chuyang has rushed to the next person!

Meng suddenly reacted quickly with the conversation, and after this stunning sword light, hurried all the way out!

Chuyang did not necessarily choose the best timing, but the orientation is the best!

Because the two Dark Demon thrones, left and right, Chuyang, this move, is looking for the moment when they can see the sight of two people, but if they go straight ahead, they will be blocked by their subordinates' bodies!

Why not slaughter the world!

This technique is truly outrageous today!

It wasn't until Meng chatted peacefully and rushed out after the sword light that the aftermath of this move: in the long sky that the sword swept through, it made a banging sound explosion!

A voice almost equivalent to a muffled thunder came out.

A sword of power, horror as it is!

A sword, from the oblique rear of the surrounding circle, chopped the first person, or turned his back on himself, the second person, already half-sided, the third person, one side of the face has turned, the fourth person, already opposite the front opposite, to the fifth person... another half side!

Sixth... there is no sixth!

The sword glistens like a thunderbolt, and has rushed out of the encirclement! Still flying forward like lightning with an unprecedented balance of swordlight...

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