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Chapter 33 Plum Blossom Thirteen, After My Flowers Bloom, Hundreds of Flowers Will Kill! (For collection, for recommendation) ·
Ye Xiaofan was shocked.

In the blink of an eye.

Blood-red trees sprang up from the ground frantically.

"What is this?" Ye Xiaofan screamed.

Relying on his extremely high agility, he quickly fled through the gaps between the trees.

But it is clear that his speed has been greatly affected.

The breath behind is getting closer and closer.

"Ten thousand trees make a prison!"

Zhang Ergou's voice came from outside indifferently.

The blood-red monster tree, which had grown to a height of three or four meters, moved at this moment.

Especially the road ahead of Ye Xiaofan.

It was turned into a tree wall by dense blood trees.

Ye Xiaofan jumped and was about to step off the wall.

"Innocent!"

The canopy of trees above the sky was covered quickly, and it was quickly covered.

Ye Xiaofan was in the air, his expression changed.

Suddenly, he rolled sideways and fell to the ground.

boom!
The fourth blood-red blade fell down along the side of the face.

The sharp knife air left several bloodstains on his face.

Ye Xiaofan broke out in a cold sweat and jumped up from the ground.

Looking around, I couldn't help but whiten my face.

The blood-red strange trees formed a cage with a radius of ten meters.

Above is a canopy of flying branches, condensed into the top.

A strong bloody smell permeates around the body.

Nine blood knives blocked all his way out.

Ye Xiaofan tightened the Wuxiang Sword in his hand.

In the silver light above, there is a coquettish scarlet.

Behind him, the No. 13 lightsaber still has half of its tip to be completed.

"This seat has thirteen deadly swords, and one sword is better than one sword. Let's see how many lives you have today, and you can escape from the ten thousand wood formation!"

Zhang Ergou's voice came in clearly from outside.

When Ye Xiaofan faced such a desperate situation, his expression calmed down.

There are still nine blood knives left.

With his current strength, he is doing his best.

The eighth knife will also die and disappear.

Is it true that I want to try here, can I be resurrected after I die in this game?
Immediately, Ye Xiaofan immediately erased this thought from his mind.

He is a curmudgeon.

As long as there is a slight possibility, I will never choose death.

No matter in real life or in virtual games.

"I still have help!"

Ye Xiaofan gritted his teeth hard, and instantly looked in the direction of his wrist firmly.

"Even if it is possible to die from excessive blood loss, I will drag you to be buried with me before I die!"

The next moment, silver light flashed past.

The Wuxiang Sword cut deeply from Ye Xiaofan's wrist.

A piercing pain came from the wrist, and rushed straight to the depths of the heart.

The heart stopped suddenly and started beating violently again.

"boom!"

The blood on the wrist was like a river rushing.

The Wuxiang Sword was instantly covered in blood.

The silver light suddenly rose sharply, and a little spiritual light flew out from the sword body.

In an instant, he fell into the thirteen lightsabers behind He Kuu.

"Buzz!"

"No law, no form, no life, no thought,..., no thought, no action, no form."

"Plum blossoms are thirteen, and after I bloom, a hundred flowers will kill."

In an instant, streaks of invisible sword energy crazily gushed out from Ye Xiaofan's body.

Thirteen lightsabers spun rapidly behind him.

Flying across the sky, the sound of the sword chant was like a phoenix crowing for nine days.

The giant formation formed by Wan Mu was torn into pieces by the raging sword energy in an instant.

The blood-red trees were even strangled by the sword energy at their roots.

Jueming Thirteen Knives, one knife is stronger than one knife.

At this time, the fifth knife is finally approaching.

But before showing any power, he was completely chopped into pieces by the endless sword energy.

The blood-red blade turned into a red light spot and landed sadly.

Ye Xiaofan's face was extremely pale, and his consciousness was somewhat blurred.

This is dizziness caused by excessive blood loss and insufficient blood supply in the body.

But at this moment, he bit the tip of his tongue violently, and the strong tingling sensation never let him go out of his mind again.

Resentful, Zhang Ergou looked at Zhang Ergou, who was full of disbelief, raised his hand weakly, and said:
"kill!"

The moment the thirteen lightsabers received the order.

The bright sword light soared into the sky, covering the entire battlefield.

"open!"

An indescribable Dao sound came from the sword body.

It was as if the Phaseless Sword had life.

In an instant, the sword energy swept across the sky, and everyone in the battlefield was stunned and unable to move at this instant.

A flower bud was instantly condensed from silver-white sword energy.

Thirteen lightsabers twirled wildly outside the bright and glamorous flower buds.

Zhang Ergou was sluggish in the air, his body trembling faintly.

The last few of his Jueming Thirteen Knives were suppressed so that he dared not move.

suddenly,
It exploded into countless pieces with a bang.

In the sword energy, it was twisted into fine powder and sprinkled on the ground.

"After my flowers bloom, the hundred flowers will kill!"

The indifferent and solemn voice seemed to come from the nine heavens.

Zhang Ergou's expression became extremely pale.

"Xuanbing!"

His voice was trembling, and it sounded on this quiet battlefield where needles could be heard.

There was another change in the sky.

The thirteen lightsabers flashed and disappeared instantly.

"Boom~"

As if it was the sound of flower buds cracking, the heaven and earth suddenly fell silent.

The next moment, a huge silver plum blossom suddenly bloomed in the air.

In the cold and chilling breath, there seemed to be a hint of the fragrance of plum blossoms.

"With the arrival of the Wuxiang sword, the Eight Desolation Territory opens!"

The old voice came from nowhere in the world.

But the moment the voice fell.

Zhang Ergou's face suddenly lost a trace of blood, and he lost even the thought of running away.

Kneeling in mid-air with a snap.

"Xuanzu, save me, save me, I'm about to break through that realm, I'm still useful."

"Buzz!"

With Jianmei as the center, it has a radius of hundreds of miles.

From the outside of Xinshou Village to the halfway up Heifeng Mountain.

In the circular area, only the sentence remained in the ears of all the creatures:
"I'm still useful."

The next moment, a cool breeze blew from the foot of Heifeng Mountain.

Whether it's a player, an NPC from Xinshou Village, or Ye Xiaofan's subordinate forces.

All living beings.

Except for Ye Xiaofan who is holding the Wuxiang sword body.

They all turned into dust and disappeared on this land.

Everything is quiet, and the world is solemn.

Even the clouds in the sky seem to freeze at this moment.

"Dang!"

I don't know how much time has passed.

White light flickered on Ye Xiaofan's body and disappeared from his human form.

The Wuxiang Sword landed on the ground.

The pure white tiger fur became dull, and the purple-gold king character on his forehead drooped to one side.

His eyes were tightly closed, and his body was as stiff as a stone.

"pat pat. pat"

The sound of footsteps came from far to near, step by step from a distance.

It was a tall woman, wearing a black veil, her face was completely covered.

She seemed to be looking for something, stopping and looking around.

Until a certain moment, he suddenly stopped.

A white shadow in the grass caught her attention.

She walked over a few steps and saw Ye Xiaofan's body of a white tiger lying in the grass.

"It's really you!"

The voice resounded with a bit of indifference in the wind, and it drifted away quickly the next moment.

She bowed down and picked up the Wuxiang Sword with one hand.

With one hand, he held Ye Xiaofan's rear tiger leg.

He got up and dragged flatly towards one direction.

(End of this chapter)