Chapter 202 Una ungrave

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"What's the matter, you're single?"

With a smile on the corners of Huang Haoxuan's mouth, he looked at Wang Xuanqi in front of him.

Originally, he was just really angry, so he ran out and didn't want to see the face that made him a little crazy and wanted to have.

However, he did not expect that he would meet the disciples of the Tianmo Pavilion, which was somewhat unexpected.

However, it is what he really wants to see.

Kill the single disciple of Tianmo Pavilion in front of him, and when he arrived at the crazy woman, he had the confidence to speak.

Today, he was really driven crazy by that woman. If it hadn't been that the master had promised to give her to himself after going back, how could Huang Haoxuan stand it now?

It is undoubtedly a good choice to raise your head in front of her and kill the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Pavilion.

"Why are you here?" Wang Xuanqi looked at Huang Haoxuan and was somewhat surprised. Instead of sending their disciples who had been absorbed the essence of blood by the Tianmo Pavilion back to Kunlun Mountain, the people of Kunlun Mountain appeared here.

This is a bit of a loss of the face of the grand school of 'Kunlun Mountain'.

"Of course I'm here to wait for you to be caught." Huang Haoxuan sneered.

Wang Xuanqi was not in a good mood. He was not in the mood to waste time with Huang Haoxuan. He snorted coldly and said, "Do you think you can kill me alone?"

"Do you think your 'Tianmo Pavilion' is awesome, or our 'Kunlun Mountain' is awesome?" Huang Haoxuan has considerable confidence. He has the sword of the holy soldier in the mountain gate and the holy skill of Kunlun. It should not be too difficult to kill a demon disciple of Tianmo Pavilion.

"If you want to fight, fight!" Wang Xuanqi snorted coldly. Without saying a word, he first took action directly and patted it. On the palm of his hand, a black smoke suddenly appeared. In the black smoke, a skull flashed out.

It is exactly the same as the hand used by the holy strong man of the Magic Pavilion that day. The only difference is that the skull in the black fog is obviously smaller than the size.

Moreover, the intensity of the black fog is much weaker.

When the black fog came out, it dissipated. The air was full of black smoke, and the skull rushed directly to Huang Haoxuan not far away.

Huang Haoxuan frowned so that he didn't expect that the disciples of the Demon Pavilion would take the lead.

Immediately, Huang Haoxuan cut out with a sword, and the powerful sword power suddenly rushed out. It was like lightning, hitting the 'skull'. With a bang, the skull was directly blown away.

At this moment, the black fog was forcing towards Huang Haoxuan. At the same time, in the black fog, a magic hand suddenly stretched out and reached out to Huang Haoxuan.

"Holy Skill - Heavenly Magic Hand!" Wang Xuanqi shouted in a low voice. On the magic hand, the black fog was heavier and grabbed Huang Haoxuan.

Huang Haoxuan's face changed slightly. Obviously, this magic hand brought him a sense of crisis. His body retreated rapidly, retreated to the same ground, and cut off with a sword in mid-air, "Holy skill, 'Strongfeng Zhan'!"

With a 'sneer', the strong wind cut out, and the strong wind turned the sword directly with the 'Heavenly Demon Hand'. Suddenly, a strong wind roared out.

The roaring wind swept every corner of the path. The impact of the black fog and the strong wind made all the trees around have different degrees of damage.

The leaves and dust are flying all over the sky, and there is also black fog and strong wind.

Two different forces are intertwined, forming a strong wind on this path.

With a 'bang', it was only for a moment that the black fog suddenly destroyed the strong wind, and the strong magic hand continued to press forward. It seemed that he would not look back without grasping Huang Haoxuan.

Huang Haoxuan over there frowned more tightly. He never thought that the disciples of the Tianmo Pavilion were so tricky.

However, as the golden boy of 'Kunlun Mountain', Huang Haoxuan's hope for the future cannot be scared by this small scene.

Immediately, Huang Haoxuan raised the holy soldier's long sword in his hand. On the light of the sword, the spiritual power gushed out crazily. At the moment when the 'heavenly demon hand' was pressed down, Huang Tianxuan suddenly cut out with a sword.

The flowing light on the holy sword suddenly formed several swordsmanships, and the golden light flashed and chopped out.

"Holy Skill - 'Kunlun Sword Chopping!'" Huang Haoxuan shouted in a low voice, and the light on the holy sword became brighter and brighter, as if several holy soldiers flew out at the same time. In the roaring wind, several holy soldiers flew their swords and rushed straight to the 'magic hand'.

The 'Heavenly Demon Hand' protruding in the black fog pressed down with an unprecedented momentum. With a 'bang', the sword spirit collided with the 'Heavenly Demon Hand' again.

This time, there was not too much entanglement. After a 'bang', it suddenly exploded, and the two forces were bumped away with a strong momentum.

Huang Haoxuan cut the sword again. Suddenly, in the void, a sword curtain suddenly appeared, abruptly blocking all the residual power that rebounded back.

While blocking the remaining power, the sword curtain exerted by Huang Haoxuan also disappeared.

At the same time, Huang Haoxuan was surprised to find that a figure flashed and rushed directly towards him. Moreover, he actually held a long gun in his hand, mixed with long guns, flowers, spiritual power in circles, with a roaring wind, directly stabbing his face.

Suddenly, the person who rushed from the dark fog was the disciple of the Tianmo Pavilion, Wang Xuanqi.

"Holy skill, a hundred-flower guns!"

Hundreds of gun flowers hit out, like a wave, one wave higher than a waste, straight to Huang Haoxuan's face door, his dead point.

"How can you do holy martial arts?" Huang Haoxuan was shocked that the attack method of the children of the demon clan is different from the righteous martial arts and martial arts. They are a little similar to the method and a little similar to martial arts, but they are not the most authentic.

It feels a little strange, but their attack power is quite strong, no less than the attack of magic.

Moreover, it can be attacked far and near.

On today's mainland of China, although there are only two magic sects, any magic sect is quite horrible.

For so many years, these two demon sects have existed until now. From this point alone, you can know that the demon sect has enough strength.

However, the disciples of the demon clan are just like them. When they enter the magic path, few people will practice martial arts.

The demon clan actually pays attention to a talent. You don't have a talent for magic, so you can't become a demon clan and become a demon clan, which naturally shows your demon nature.

A person with magic basically has little time to have the energy to practice martial arts. Of course, their talents are unlikely to focus on martial arts practitioners.

It can be said that these are three different occupations, and few people can work part-time in these two occupations.

Even if there is, few people can do it, and the two professions develop simultaneously.

And the demon disciple in front of him did it.

At least, now Huang Haoxuan has seen that after using the magic skill of the magic clan, he can actually continue to use the 'sacred skill of martial arts practitioner' to attack immediately. Such a skill can be said to be very talented.

"Kill!" There was only one word to answer Huang Haoxuan's question, a cold word. Wang Xuanqi's gun flowers shook out, several guns stabbed, and his body was filled with black fog, murderous and magic.

"It seems that you really underestimate you." Huang Haoxuan frowned and snorted coldly. His body quickly retreated a few steps. The holy soldier's long sword rotated in mid-air and went up in the air. In mid-air, Huang Haoxuan dragged the sword with one hand and pinched a few magic formulas with the other hand. Suddenly, the long sword was full of inspiration.

When the gun flower stabbed over, the sword suddenly changed, and with the sound of 'Weng', the light on the sword suddenly shot several feet wide.

"Let you see the power of Kunlun's three sacred skills!" Huang Haoxuan shouted, "The sword light soared to the sky!"

The powerful sword light suddenly came out of the air. The dazzling and dazzling sword light was like a sword curtain between heaven and earth, which was suppressed.

Hearing the sound of 'boom', all the 'black fog' was diffuse and disappeared. Only the white light of the sword light pressed down, and in the white light of the sword light, there were three gun flowers suddenly rushed out and stabbed directly at Huang Haoxuan.

Huang Haoxuan was shocked. His body flashed in mid-air and dodged. However, as he dodged, the pressed white light was also weak and disappeared.

Huang Haoxuan fell to the ground and his face was slightly pale. Obviously, the move just now must have consumed a lot of his spiritual power.

On the other side, Wang Xuanqi's face was pale, with blood on the corners of his mouth and gasping for breath. Obviously, he suffered a big loss this time.

"The Kunlun swordsmanship in Kunlun Mountain is really good!" At this moment, in the distance of the path, three figures slowly came out.

When Huang Haoxuan saw this figure, his face changed slightly, "It's you again?"

"What?" Liu Lingfeng smiled and said, "Can't it be me?"

Huang Haoxuan's face was a little ugly. He took a look at the other two people next to Liu Lingfeng, who were all the strength of the realm of the Emperor of Wu. With his current strength, he could not compete with these people at all. "Of course!"

After saying that, the figure moved, without saying a word, he turned around and ran away with full horsepower.

He knows very well that the person who appears in front of him, but the person he once used to be murderous, if he doesn't run now, he probably won't have a chance to run away.

Even if the other party let go of himself in the face of Kunlun Mountain, I'm afraid he won't have any good fruit to eat.

Huang Haoxuan will not just sit here and wait for the other party to clean up.

"You have ruined my good deeds. I will settle this account with you sooner or later." Huang Haoxuan, who escaped, only left such a sentence.

Liu Lingfeng looked at the embarrassed back and smiled with a little disdain.

"A coward, or the golden boy of 'Kunlun Mountain', running so fast!" The crazy knife curled his lips and was very disdainful.

"Everyone is afraid of death, and he is no exception!" Nima smiled and said, "He has been murderous to our boss. Do you think he will not run away when he sees our boss and us in such a situation?"

"Do it, it's so cool!" The mad knife laughed.

At this moment, Liu Lingfeng suddenly frowned, because he saw the demon disciple saved by the three of them, and turned around and left without saying a word.

Obviously, this demon disciple doesn't seem to appreciate them.

He didn't even say a thank you.