The third uncle always wants to elope

Wu Tongqing's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly took half a step back. Then he summoned his true energy and formed a crimson wall of energy in front of him, blocking the two long swords in a dangerous manner.

Dozens of black shadows popped up around them in an instant, each of them had their own characteristics, the only thing they had in common was that they were all ugly, last time I couldn't see them clearly at night, but now it was broad daylight, dozens of them looked like The very miserable face was facing them, this scene was indeed a bit unsightly.

"They look so ugly, uncle."

Wu Nian'an's brows and eyes were a little dazed. People who cultivate immortals do not eat grains and practice immortal methods, so they are generally handsome and handsome, and their appearance is extraordinary. Now there are so many ugly and tragic faces suddenly popping up. He reacted like this I dare not be surprised.

Wu Tangyu's expression was not as surprised as Wu Nian'an's, and he said slowly: "The face is born from the heart, it is rumored that the appearance of people in the devil world can be divided into two extremes, the beautiful people are all magnificent, and the ugly people are all ugly Weird brain."

Wu Tomaoqing didn't say anything, and took part in the fight directly and swiftly.

Compared with those last time, these people came prepared, their moves were harsh and vicious, they all planned to die together, and their moves were deadly.

Wu Tomaoyu also realized that now was not the time for chatting, so he drew out his long sword and quickly flew towards the demon soldier who attacked Wu Tomaoqing first.

The man covered his face with a black cloth, only revealing a pair of gray eyes, inside the ancient well was calm, like a pool of water in an abyss.

As soon as Wu Tomaoyu saw those eyes, a strange color flashed in them, and the sword move in his hand showed a flaw instantly.

not good!

Wu Tomaoyu showed another breaking move, the long sword in the man's hand turned into two in the blink of an eye, and flew to Wutomyu's gate of life one after the other.

Wu Tomaoqing was so entangled that he couldn't take care of himself, and it was too late after the solution was over.

Wu Tomyu, who has never felt so close to death, has a strange calmness, and there is no panic about the imminent death. Xu knows that this person will definitely not hurt him.

Seeing him like this, a smile quickly flashed across his indifferent eyes, he withdrew the killing move in his hand, and immediately attacked Wu Tomaoqing.

No one expected his reaction, even Wu Tomaoqing was a little at a loss.

After reacting, the disaster-killing knife in his hand quickly resisted, the swords and swords intersected, and the sky was full of sword lights and sword shadows mixed with flying sand and gravel, and the battle looked very fierce.

The more Wu Tomaoqing fought, the more frightened he was!

Although the cloth strips wrapped around the God Slaying Knife have not been untied yet, it is already very difficult for the disciples in the school to catch a move under the knife at the Immortal Cultivation Conference in the school on weekdays.

And this person can take dozens of tricks, and he hasn't seen a disadvantage, which is enough to show that his cultivation is not bad.

It was not only Wu Tomaoqing who was surprised, but also Wu Tomaoyu. He secretly wondered when his senior brother became so powerful. While fighting with the demon soldiers in front of him, he secretly observed the two men who were fighting more and more courageously from the corner of their eyes.

Standing in the corner, Wu Nian'an swung the sword to the left and blocked it to the right. There was no way to speak of any rules in the moves. His face was getting paler and paler against the shadow of the sword. The magic army didn't expect him to be so weak. Some underestimated the enemy and started to play around.

Wu Tomayu sighed, dealt with the person in front of him, stepped in front of Wu Nian'an, kicked the last demon army a few feet away, threw Wu Nian'an into the room, and said: "Just stay in there obediently, and come out after the matter is over."

Wu Nian'an held the long sword and nodded cautiously, knowing that he was in trouble now.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to ask him to close the door, Wu Tomato shook his head helplessly, how could he feel that he was taking care of a child.

Wu Tomao felt a little uneasy, these demon soldiers were probably just the prelude to the storm, and there was absolutely no way to waste time here.

The two people on the other end had come to an end, they were fighting heartily, and their hearts were surging, the cloth belt on Wu Tengqing's misfortune knife had fallen off at some point, all the rust on the knife had faded away, and there were several black dragons There was a long groan in the blade, the air seemed to be pinched and twisted in the hand, and the ground began to vibrate violently.

Wu Tomato frowned, why did he feel that the commotion this time was much bigger than before.

The black-faced man was stunned, the two long swords turned into a six-foot-long sword, he moved his two fingers together, and urged the long sword to meet him, but it was obvious that he was going head-to-head, he was not Wu Tomaoqing The opponent, the Punisher Saber was like an ant in front of this giant sword. Unexpectedly, in the end, the giant sword in the man's hand trembled. Several cracks appeared on the sword body from the middle, and it trembled a few times, like He was frightened, and returned to the scabbard with a bang.

The black-faced man was also implicated, and took dozens of steps back before he was able to stabilize his figure, and half-kneeled on the ground somewhat weakly.

Since Wu Tomaoqing revealed the real body of the evil-killing knife, it means that he is really red-eyed, and his temper follows his strength, and he is as stubborn as a cow, holding the knife and resisting it. on the neck of the man in black.

The sharp point of the knife drew a bloodstain on the neck. Looking at the cold murderous intent in Wu Tongqing's eyes, the man also knew what he was thinking. Consciously or unintentionally, he glanced at Wu Tomato who was standing there.

As soon as the stunned Wu Tomao came back to his senses, he saw this horrifying scene. Seeing that Wu Tomaoqing's sharp blade was about to slash at the man's neck, he was so frightened that his heart stopped beating.

"stop!"

As if awakened suddenly, he yelled, urging the long sword in his hand to block Wu Tomao Qing's knife.

Naturally, he didn't have the strength to block Wu Tomaoqing's full-strength move. The poor sword had just been repaired, and now it was cracked on the ground again.

However, although he was not unable to resist, it also saved him a lot of time. When Wu Tomao Qing Dao came down again, Wu Tomoma had already blocked the black-faced man.

Wu Tomao Qing frowned, and took a quick step back, the tip of the knife slashed across his neck, although it was dangerous, but Wu Tomao Qing reacted quickly, only scratched Wu Tomoma's lapel, and did not suffer any injuries.

"Are you crazy?"

Wu Tomaoqing withdrew the Punishing Sword, and looked at him with a condensed expression.

Wu Tomao had no time to take into account Wu Tomqing's thoughts, so he turned his face and looked at the black-faced man with the same complicated face.

"...Senior brother."

A trace of obscurity flashed in the man's eyes, and he slowly stood up from the ground.

Seeing that he wanted to leave, Wu Tomato hurriedly grabbed his sleeve, his eyes were full of confusion, and said, "Why did you go to the Demon Realm?"

The man pulled back his sleeve, and said flatly, "You've got the wrong person..."

"You fart!"

Wu Tomaoyu was obviously a little angry, he didn't even want the most important self-cultivation in his daily life, he reached out and wanted to tear off his mask, but was avoided by that person.

"...Thank you."

Wu Tomaoyu was dumbfounded when he heard such blunt and unfamiliar words, and by the time he realized it, the figure of that person had already disappeared into a cloud of black mist.

Looking at the distraught Wu Tomao, Wu Tomqing didn't mention his sadness.

"oops."

Wu Tomato, who was absent-minded, suddenly screamed, remembered something, and turned to look at the door.

Wu Tomaoyu: "Your little apprentice has been silent, he must not have fallen asleep inside, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, we have to leave as soon as possible."

Wu Tomaoqing also had some strange eyes, and looked towards the door.

The two who had been busy fighting all of a sudden realized that according to Wu Nian'an's somewhat restless temperament, even if he didn't come out of the room, there would be no movement at all.

Wu Tomato knocked on the door and shouted: "Little idiot! Come out soon! We should leave!"

Wu Nian'an didn't make a sound, the room was so quiet that he could even hear a needle drop on the ground, Wu Tomaoyu felt something was wrong, and when he was about to continue shouting, Wu Tomaoqing stopped him from the front.

Wu Tomaoyu also felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange, and asked, "Did something happen inside?"

Wu Tomaoqing didn't speak, stepped forward to block Wu Tomaoyu behind him, and pushed the door open suddenly.

The misfortune-killing knife drew a stream of air towards the void, and the air stream was accompanied by a dragon's roar, and it roared away. The house that had been in disrepair shook for a while, and the dust on the beams rustled down.

When the dust cleared, a figure slowly came out from the corner of the room. The figure was thin and covered in a large black robe. His face was uncovered, his eyes were sunken into his bones, and his face was devoid of flesh. Like a skeleton wrapped in human skin.

His skinny hand was holding Wu Nian'an's collar at the moment, and Wu Nian'an in his hand didn't move at all, it looked as if he had passed out and had no consciousness at all.

This person is different from the demon army just now, as soon as he stood there, a bloody and dangerous aura came from him, with a strong coercion, the surrounding air seemed to be sucked by this person, thin It is very depressing.

Wu Tomaoqing frowned, and unconsciously clenched the handle of the knife, a sense of guard against a powerful enemy naturally rose in his body.

There was also a little cold sweat on Wu Tomao's forehead. This suffocating coercion was the person in front of him besides the ghost on the Liujiang River last time.

The man's eyeballs rolled around stiffly, the inside was so empty that he couldn't see the bottom, and he could only feel the darkness and suffocation inside.

"You are Wu Tomaoqing?" The man's tone was very flat, without any ups and downs, but his voice was harsh, like the sound of a sharp weapon scraping on porcelain.

Wu Tongqing frowned and said, "Who are you?"

There was a grunting sound from that person's throat, and his eyeballs seemed to be protruding. The demon army just now had ugly faces, but now this person is not only ugly, but also a little perverted.

"Jie Jie..." The man let out a strange laugh again, his eyes turned to Wu Tomao Qing's hand, and said: "The Misfortune Knife."

Wu Tomaoqing gradually became impatient, and didn't want to waste his time on this pretender in front of him. He misunderstood that this person might be delaying time, and the slaying knife in his hand was ready to go, and said in a cold voice: "Don't talk nonsense, If you want to hit, hit it!"

The man let out another sinister laugh, as if mocking his words, lifted Wu Nian'an who was unconscious in his hand and looked carefully, rolled his eyes greedily, and licked his bruised Lips: "This person... are you planning to leave it alone?"

"People who cultivate immortals have thin skin and tender flesh, so they must taste good."