When the cannon fodder meets the villain boss

There are no fixed routines, no gorgeous sword moves, one-hit kills, straight to the point.

This is a sword move for mortals to kill, but what falls under the flowing water sword is not a weak mortal in the mortal world, but a steel rhinoceros with steel and iron bones that even the foundation builders dare not face.

The bright red blood slid down the sword, leaving no trace on the flowing sword.Nangong Weiran cut off the silver-white rhino horn of the steel rhino, so that the third-grade rhino horn can be sold for a third-grade spirit stone in the outside market.After putting away the rhino horn, Nangong Weiran flew into the air to find the next target.But after a while, groups of first-grade vulture demons gathered in the sky, landed on the dead steel rhinoceros, and began to eat.

The lotus blooms and dissipates under the feet, and the lotus grows step by step as the girl moves.This is the beauty that fell in the eyes of others and did not arouse half admiration. A cultivator in a hidden place has already quietly pinched the magic formula, and the next moment pink smoke rose with the wind, like pollen blown up. The female cultivator's eyes immediately lost their clarity, the magic formula failed, she fell from the air, and fell to the ground unconscious.The cultivator who thought he had succeeded was overjoyed, when suddenly a silver light came from behind, pierced his back and pierced the cultivator's heart, the cultivator stopped breathing with inexplicable fear and bewilderment.

A moment later, a cultivator holding a silver bow came with a sword, searched the magic weapons and storage bags on the two unlucky guys, and left quickly again.

After half a stick of incense, Nangong Weiran, who came out of the nearby forest, glanced at the corpse on the ground, changed direction and continued on without stopping.

In the blood refining secret realm, sometimes it is not monsters but cultivators that are worth guarding against.Killing and seizing treasures, Nangong has seen a lot of such things these days.From being displeased at the beginning to turning a blind eye now, although Nangong Weiran still sticks to his bottom line, he has the indifference of a cultivator, and the number of monsters falling under his sword has exceeded double digits.

Flying without Yujian, just added a lightness talisman for himself, suddenly became as light as a feather, walking with the wind, moving with the wind, flying past the plains like a big black bird.Although this speed is not as fast as Yujian's flight, Nangong Weiran found after these days of observation that the monsters in the secret realm are very sensitive to spiritual power fluctuations, and Yujian is easily attacked by groups of flying monsters.

As night j□j approached, the blood-colored sky was shrouded in darkness, a round crescent moon hung in the sky, no stars could be seen, only the crescent moon was smudged like blood, making anyone who looked up at the moon feel inexplicably chilling.The evil spirit of blood is more intense at night than during the day, making those monsters that lurked at night full of murderous aura.

A thin figure shuttled between the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, between the ferocious monsters, and the flowing sword in his hand kept waving, the sword pierced straight into the vital points of the monsters, bringing out streaks of blood. The lives of monsters have been taken away.

Without using strong sword intent, without fully pouring spiritual power into it, Nangong Weiran seemed to be the world's most stingy land rich man carefully spending his money, using the least spiritual power to achieve the greatest lethality, until the end, The speed of this figure is getting faster and faster, and the number of sword moves is less and less, sometimes even a single sword can cut through the throats of two or three monsters at the same time.

When the last of this group of second-grade blood ape demons fell under Nangong Weiran's sword, a kind of emptiness popped up in his mind, maintaining this posture of swinging the sword, Nangong Weiran was in this blood ape demon's corpse. In the sea of ​​mountains and blood, he fell into an epiphany.

Thousands of miles away, Situ Cang, who was already in the last poisonous spider demon's lair near the location of the Blood Refining Treasure House, started a one-sided massacre with the others, paused, and swung a sword light to split a fifth-grade poisonous spider demon into pieces. Two, even the primordial spirit has been hacked away.Glancing at the other eight casually, Mo Ke, the fighting madman who seemed to be spattered and shouted "Fight! Fight! Kill! Kill!", pinched the magic formula in his hand: "Protect!"

Thousands of miles away, Nangong Weiran, who had fallen into an epiphany, suddenly flashed white light on the identity plate around his waist, and a spiritual shield appeared to cover a range of ten meters around him, and then the brilliant light flashed, Nangong Weiran's figure disappeared, leaving only A pile of corpses soon ushered in a group of low-level scavengers.

A smile appeared on the corner of Situ Cang's mouth.Of course, it was impossible for Situ Cang to let his only junior brother enter the dangerous secret realm of blood refinement without any preparation.Not giving him too many magic weapons is to let Nangong Weiran practice well, but it doesn't mean that Nangong Weiran will die.Nangong Weiran's identity plate was re-refined by Situ Cang before departure. Not only did he add several talisman arrays, but he also added a talisman array that could be used for surveillance, which means that he watched Nangong Weiran's every move these days. in the eyes.

Of course, Situ Cang didn't do it to monitor Nangong Weiran, but to protect him.He has seen Nangong Weiran's hard work these days.Situ Cang is also a sword cultivator, and he agrees with such an act of honing his sword heart, and he is more and more satisfied with this little junior.

Smart, hard-working, hard-working, not only talented in sword cultivation, but also understanding and persistent, and respectful and close to him, compared with the arrogant little junior sister in memory who had no desire to seek Tao, Situ Cang naturally treated Nangong Weiran more. I am more and more satisfied, and I am more and more concerned about it.

Even in the middle of the battle, Su Lianhua, whose eyes were fixed on the mirror in her hand, did not let go of the change in the expression on Situ Cang's face. There was a flash of light on the mirror, changing from Situ Cang to Nangong Weiran who had fallen into an epiphany thousands of miles away. Involuntarily raising his eyebrows, taking a step forward, shifting his shape, he came to Situ Cang's side in an instant.

"Tianxuan, don't you think you care too much about Tianshu?" Su Lianhua smiled strangely, but her eyes were still staring at her own mirror, "Look, she is so protective that she never leaves her sight .”

This Su Lianhua teases them from time to time these days, especially Situ Cang is the focus of his teasing. After a long time, everyone has learned to ignore him.So Situ Cang just said four words coldly: "What does it have to do with you?"

"This kind of attention and care doesn't seem like a relationship between brothers and sisters."

"What's the matter with you?"

"Actually, the two of you are really destined."

"..." This time Situ Cang directly omitted the words "what do you have to do with me".

In another part of the blood refining secret realm, a female cultivator neatly eliminated several cultivators who were competing with her for prey, but was chased and killed by the senior brothers of those cultivators who followed.When it was almost impossible to escape, a flying sword fell from the sky to block the attack of the cultivator.

"It's really outrageous to bully a weak woman." The voice of righteous words came.