The Villain’s White Lotus Halo

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Yin Yin is more and more sure, cross-cutting the mountain, a major event is happening, big enough to change the land.

In his realm, it is still not possible to see the power of the laws of heaven and earth contained in the red clouds and the clear light at such a long distance, but it can faintly feel the terrorist power that has emerged in the meantime.

Yu Shi invited Zhou Yuandao to hold Park Zong in the name of Guan Jian, and now there is such a scale of fighting on the mountain. The worst guess made by the Qingjian sword faction has come true.

Luo Mingchuan has more than he saw. Know that the only option now is to go up the mountain as soon as possible, even if it is useless.

That level of fighting is not what they can face now.

However, if you have more strength and more time, you may be able to make a turn.

At this time, it is the most time-consuming thing for someone to stop.

Luo Mingchuan is very cold.

He rarely showed such expressions, and the more he felt, the more he felt. The brothers were really angry.

It is an acquaintance who blocks the road.

In Yecheng, they met friends, and the gentleman's friendship was as light as water; they also met the enemy, screaming and killing, and the edge was on the back.

Zheng Yu Bao Jian stood in the middle of the road.

He was injured by the killing of Ye Qiu in Yecheng, and his peak closed his life and death. This kind of retreat is very likely to die, but he is alive and the realm is leaps and bounds.

Yin Yin held down the hand of Luo Mingchuan’s sword and said,

"I think you want to kill me more than the orders of the sect."

Zheng Zheng and so on, 80% is to intercept the spoiler who wants to enter Bao Puzong tonight. Perhaps now every road leading to Bao Puzong has already been waiting for the people.

Only they happened to meet Zheng Zheng.

Or, Zheng Zheng just waited for them.

Yin Yi has more preparations that the other party will not answer, but Zheng Yu should,

"Yes."

Even if he wants to kill, his voice is very dull and has no waves.

Yin Yin crossed the road. "But you can't kill me now because we have two people."

Zheng Hao nodded.

Luo Mingchuan is too strong. This kind of cognition is based on the instinct of murder for many years.

Although he has a life and death, he can't see the surface of the gap.

"You want to kill me, there is only one chance for my brother to go first. Otherwise we are both enough to kill you."

Zheng Hao listened to silence, seems to be thinking.

Luo Mingchuan Emei, he did not speak because he respected his younger brother, but he did not agree with the younger brother.

Yin Yue also pressed his hand to draw the sword, and his look was very firm.

He understands the meaning of Yin Yin. Of course, they can face the enemy together. They only meet the enemy who is not afraid of death. If you don’t kill him, you can’t go. Killing him takes too long.

The big things on the mountain cannot withstand.

"Brother, you said that you believe me. Now I believe in myself. This thing, I want to come by myself."

Yin Yiyue said to Luo Mingchuan.

He gave Zheng Yi a multiple-choice question: follow Zongmen’s orders and try to intercept them; or complete his own wish to kill people who have always wanted to kill.

Just then, Zheng Yu moved, and the green robe was slightly shaken. He staggered three steps to the right and gave way to the middle of the avenue.

Yin Yu guessed it well, Yu Shi’s plan and the world’s general trend were not so important to Zheng Zheng’s madman.

He slowly loosened Lo Mingchuan's hand and finally showed his pleading eyes.

Luo Mingchuan finally nodded. The figure is faint, disappearing in the same place, appearing in the blink of an eye more than ten feet.

Zheng Hao has no expression, as if he has never seen it.

From the time they met Luo Mingchuan, they left and left, and the parties thought about it, but it was only half a cup of tea. Yin Yin thought more and more, it was much faster than playing one game.

However, he is still afraid of Zheng Yi’s remorse, and he will delay the general question.

"Why do you want to kill me like this?"

His master killed Zheng Zheng's master; Bao Puzong was beaten in the fold; at that time, people also need to test whether Juggernaut can come out from the star. These are the reasons why Zheng Zheng went to Yecheng.

This time, Zheng Yu’s killings have been precipitated, such as the sharp edge of the blade, not showing the edge. However, Yin Yue is the person who walked through the East China Wilderness and can clearly feel it.

I also understand that I don’t want to give up. In many cases, I don’t give up, but I am gaining momentum.

It’s just that he really doesn’t understand, and where is the persistent killing? Even if you know that the other person is a madman, he is 14 years old, and whenever he is in a bad mood, or if he has a bad practice, he will kill.

Why can't you change someone to kill? It is very difficult to kill yourself. Even if it is successful, it will never be let go.

Zheng Xiao answered, "The person who wants to kill has not been able to kill, and the thoughts that have been moved cannot be calmed down. If you don't kill you, your heart is not perfect, which is more unbearable than death."

Yin Yin is speechless.

He found that the other party was really reasonable, but unfortunately he did not agree with this.

In fact, when Yin Yue let Luo Mingchuan go first, he did not have the noble sentiment that was full of the world. He just remembered Master.

The only thing Master taught me was the sword of murder.

Then, as a disciple of Master, I always have to do something.

At this time, there is no words, Master must be unhappy.

Yin Yin thought about it and said,

"What is the pursuit of perfection, white or persimmon picks soft. You dare not want to kill the saints, do not want to kill your brother Lin Yuangui? But you can only think about it, because you know you must not kill. You are afraid. Your heart has never been perfect."

"boom--"

The opponent's sword is falling, the ground is shaking, a crack is cracking, the earth and stone splash, and the smoke is full of smoke!

Yin Yu flies up and rises, does not retreat, and does not know when the sword has been squirted.

The flying smoke was opened by the cold light, and the sound of the sharp wind broke, and the Yin of the sword was more and more like water.

After saying so much, he finally succeeded in angering Zheng Zheng.

When Bao Pu’s seven sons were ranked, Zheng Zheng challenged Lin Yuangui, and after the defeat, he succumbed to the heart and went to kill the three hundred mountain thieves. This matter, in Yecheng, Duan Chongxuan once mentioned.

Anger can increase power, but between the battle of life and death, between anger, anger makes people leak flaws.

"Oh--"

The lake sword stabbed the opponent's shoulder blade, and the blood was like a waterfall.

There is nothing fancy about this sword, or even a move.

But there is absolute speed, the real element output and the bearing calculation, if it is not Zheng Zheng, the last moment to avoid the heart, it is now dead.

Yin Yi’s shot is the sword of murder.

Just as patient, he can't stand it.

So when he used this sword, the whole body was smooth.

The mental state is close to the peak, and the second sword does not take time and has already started.

The wind blew on the ground, and the sky was getting darker. The red cloud became more and more glaring, like a burning fire.

Bao Puzong eighty miles away, the avenue Xiaosuo, actually formed a layer of frost, cold as harsh winter.

Cold water sword.

From the beginning of his conversation with Zheng Yu, he went out to the sword.

After the first move, it seems to be slow and fast, the rhythm of the battle, in an instant, in the hands of Yin Yi.

The chill of the sword front is imminent, Zheng Zheng retire, and he retreats without hesitation.

At the same time, the tip of the sword showed a flow of pictures of the shackles of the shackles. The swords went to the position and slanted out, and the trajectory formed a Huaguang, which took the other's eyebrows.

Others are retreating, but they have not chosen to return to the sword, but are fighting with each other. If the cold water sword refuses to accept the momentum, the gossip sword will hurt the enemy.

Killing eight hundred, killing a thousand, the madman who has no fear of death is really terrible.

But after getting out of the wilderness, Yin Yue is the most fearless thing to fight.

Leaning on the lake is nowhere to go, such as the harsh winter is coming to the four wild. The ice on the ground is spreading rapidly, and the weeds and dead trees on both sides of the avenue are frozen.

Yin Yiyue's eyebrows and eyelashes are all condensed with shallow frost.

In the end, the ice of the sword tip frozen the blood of the heart wound.

Zheng Xiao’s look is slight.

He thought about failure, because the other side is not the same as before, it is no longer a boy who is going to break the barrier at Yechengqiu Lake.

But he couldn't believe that he had no chance to even have a third sword.

The gossip sword was held in the hand, and Zheng Zheng fell backwards, his pupils were scattered, and he could not close his eyes.

He also has a lot of swordsmanship, and there are many instruments on his body, but it doesn't make sense anymore.

Leaning on the lake and returning to the sheath, Yin Yue passed by him, and this time he did not say a word.

It’s just that it’s very slow. Just a sword has just come out and almost let him go.

He looked at the sky and thought, the brother should go to the mountain.

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This evening, there is a red cloud in the sky of Hengduan Mountain. People in the West Coast look at it from afar, and they will feel like sunset, because the gap between the clouds is clear, and the light is transmitted like white feathers.

It’s just that the night is deep, the glow is still slow, and the red is uncomfortable.

Some people started to fear and could not practice meditation, but they could not think of what they could do besides praying.

More ordinary people don't know what happened, they just watched the spectacular spectacle and talked.

Yu Shi feels that it is over. Nothing is wrong, there should be no variables.

This sword of Zhou Yuandao is really powerful, and it is also the time when the sword is exhausted.

He even thought that Rong Rong’s plan was correct. It is true that in addition to Zhou Yuandao, this person’s heart is so determined and his strength is stronger than they think. A day after night is a big obstacle.

The middle-aged Taoist people on the **** sea were deeply cheeked, their faces were blue and white, and the whole body began to overflow. Finally coughed up a blood, this time is the heart of the blood.

The hairy and sloppy smile made a smile, and the smile was still careless. The red dress, lined with blood, looks horrible.

He smiled, and frowned, looking up to see the clouds!

In the next moment, Yu Shi also felt a little. With his gaze, the expression of indifference turned into amazement.

At the end of the sea of ​​clouds, the vast pressure from the supreme is the pressure of the Yasheng.

This is impossible.

But they didn't even think about it. The first thing that came to the foothills was not the lithograph of Mr. Zhang, nor the innocent wood beads.

It is a youth.

A younger generation who should not appear in this battle.

He was breathing a little, his shirt was stained with blood, and he saw the way up the mountain. Many people tried to stop him. But he appeared here, indicating that no one can stop him under the mountain.