Chapter 354 The Enchantment Messenger of the Gods and Demons

"North Ming Jiuyou, the soul messenger of the gods and demons!"

Hua Bochun and Zhao Ziyue were born as hunters in the frozen village. They only felt that he had brown hair and blue eyes and a ferocious appearance. They still don't understand what he said.

And cold and unintentionally span the world for several years, and everywhere I went is the Central Plains. In addition to the Hexi Corridor, southern Xinjiang and even Miaojiang and the ends of the South China Sea, it is the first time to come to Guanwai Snow Country, not to mention the north of the north of the desert outside the Yin Mountain and even the far north.

Who would have thought that he could meet one of the gods and demons from the northern underworld in the snow country today? There was a big accident. He didn't care that the threatening heaven had Luer not to leave, and there was no door to hell. He was just wondering that there was a northern underworld in the world. Sure enough, there were gods and demons standing in front of him and couldn't help but I don't believe it.

Yan Ruoxue and Qin'er shivered and couldn't help retreating. Yan Ruoxue held the horse and almost fell down. It was easy to force a smile and said, "It turned out to be the soul uncle in the gods and demons. The uncle lost his mount, and this horse was given to the uncle. When he returned to Beiming, it may be used. One is not enough. , two!"

The brown-haired and blue-eyed soul messenger said coldly, "Huh! Who cares about your broken horse? My Xiaobai is better than the sweat-blooded BMW in the Western Regions. Even if you are not from the ice gate, I will kill you to vent my Xiaobai. Now it's better to know that you are disciples of Hanbingmen, hahaha! I can't say anything. Hurry up and cut yourself! Otherwise, my enchanting messenger killed two female dolls by himself, and it will spread out in the future. It's not good to say.

Yan Ruoxue and Qiner gritted their teeth and looked at each other. Yan Ruoxue suddenly said, "Brother Xin! Run away, we'll deal with him here!"

After saying that, Yan Ruoxue's long sword came out of its sheath, and Qiner also pulled out her sword. The two opened the position to enchant the enemy.

Hua Bochun and Zhao Ziyue were all stunned. Seeing that the two sisters were going to fight desperately, they were hot-blooded men. How could they leave? They were cold and unintentionally knew their ordinary hunters and met the demons among the gods and demons. If they didn't do it, they might not disdain to kill them. If they did it, there was no life.

So he unintentionally pulled and pulled, coaxed and persuaded, dragged the two of them into the dense forest like chickens, and quietly ordered, "Here I am here! Two brothers, go quickly and find Brother Sun to go back to the frozen village.

The soul messenger of the gods and demons in Beiming Jiuyou originally planned to wait for the two maids to judge themselves, but suddenly saw that the heroic boy had let go of the other two, and his body retreated back.

Yan Ruoxue and Qin'er exclaimed, "Brother Xin, be careful! Run!"

Leng Wuxin easily pushed away Hua Bochun and Zhao Ziyue, and also shouted for them to run quickly. Hearing that the evil wind behind him was not good and murderous, he turned back and slapped them.

The palm wind was extremely fierce, and the soul messenger was shocked. What's more, the stinky boy dressed in coarse cloth and linen villager actually had such palm power. He quickly pushed his hands together and easily removed the palm wind.

Leng Wuxin smiled and greeted Hua and Zhao to run quickly. He turned around and looked up and down coldly with his hands on his back.

Seeing that Leng Wuxin repelled the brown-haired and blue-eyed weirdo, Hua Bochun and Zhao Ziyue were also stunned and couldn't stand Leng Wuxin's urging, so they had to say, "Okay! Let's find Brother Sun. Wait!"

Yan Ruoxue and Qin Er were surprised and happy, and their brother unexpectedly pushed back one of the famous Jiuyou gods and demons with an understated slap. I still suspect that this soul messenger is fake, so bad? Unexpectedly, the two grocery store clerks are not as good as each other?

The soul messenger knows the goods. He knows that the heroic stinky boy in front of him is by no means simple. With this light-stated palm wind alone, it is not a problem to open the mountain and crack the stone. If it hadn't been for seeing the opportunity quickly and not big, and his palms may not have been able to resist it.

The enchanted messenger paused to despise the enemy, and also became cautious. He was surprised: "Who are you! Do you want to pretend to be a pig and eat tigers?

He said coldly and indifferently, "I am a nameless person. The noble envoy is in the northernming capital of the far north. Unexpectedly, he has never heard of me, so it's okay not to say it!"

While talking, he walked leisurely to Qiner and Yan Ruoxue and said with a smile, "Two sisters, don't be afraid of him. He is nothing great. Let me save the beautiful women."

When Qin'er saw his bright smile, she also smiled and said, "Brother Xin, is he pretending to be a big garlic, pretending to fuff people, riding a white tiger, and boasting to be the gods and demons of Beiming Jiuyou? I'm laughing to death."

Leng Wuxin also smiled and said, "He just scare people, but you still don't do it. I'll let him go."

The soul messenger of the gods and demons had already seen coldness, arrogant and rudeness. Yang Chang passed by his side. At this moment, he was even more angry and shouted, "Bad boy, no matter what you come from, eat my move first and lead the ghost to the sword!"

After saying that, a sword flew out from behind the enchanted messenger. The strange-shaped hilt of the sword was like a bull's head and a snake's body, and his whole body was black.

Leng Wuxin shook his head and smiled, "The Soul Messenger, do you make it a fire stick? Still holding the ghost to the sword, it's simply burning fire and stab the stove!"

Qinger and Ruoxue giggled. Yan Ruoxue smiled and said, "Brother Xin, give you the sword. Be careful not to be swept away by his burning stick."

Leng Wuxin waved his hand and said, "I don't use a sword. Look!"

The enchanted messengers of the gods and demons screamed, with a long roar, and the mountains and forests shook. Qin'er and Ruo Xue were shocked and covered their ears. At this time, Qin'er remembered that she was cold and unintentionally not afraid of his strange roar. Obviously, his internal cultivation was very high. Could it be that Brother Xin is really a master of pretending to be a pig and eating tiger? Then the enchanted messenger of the gods and demons was also true, and hurriedly shouted, "Brother Xin, be careful!"

The soul messenger shouted: "Ghost Cry God!"

The snake body ghost sword suddenly rose, and a gust of gloomy wind roared, rolling up a thousand layers of ice and snow. The gloomy wind blew the long sword, and the lightning-like thorns into the cold and intention.

Yan Ruoxue and Qiner were stunned. The wind stirred up the wind and snow all over the sky. Coupled with this ghost crying call of the long sword, it was really gloomy and horrible. I had never seen such a majestic move when I grew up. Perhaps the elders in the cold ice gate could do so much that they all sweated for the cold and unintentionally.

Who knows that he is cold and careless but doesn't care about it. He smiled and said, "Diaochong's little skill, look at me! Tianang Sword!"

While talking, he unintentionally drew a lightsaber, which was brilliant and dazzling, and the snow covering the mountains and fields were gloomy.

Leng Wuxin shouted again, "Breaking the sky!"

He was cold and lazy and talked to him. As soon as he started, he used the lightsaber, and used the Tianguang sword to cut out the sky. All the yin wind, all the wind and snow, and the dark wind blowing sword of the soul messenger were covered by the brilliant brilliance of breaking the sky, and the world was suddenly killed by the cold and careless Tianguang sword. The deterrence faded in an instant.

In the past, the ghost sword of the enchanted messenger of the gods and demons disappeared without a trace. I don't know whether it turned into green smoke or powder, leaving no trace.

The enchanted messenger was shocked, and even Qin'er and Yan Ruoxue were so shocked that they couldn't speak. They saw the cold and unintentionally holding the brilliant Tianguang Light Sword with their back to them. If it hadn't been for the dress of a grocery store clerk, they would have thought it was a god who came down to earth.

Yan Ruoxue's surprise was overflowing with words and cheered, "Brother Xin! Is it a lightsaber? You can't believe you can light a sword!"

The soul messenger's heart had long been empty, and he was even more upset when he was shocked by Yan Ruoxue. He pretended to be very calm and said coldly, "Who is your Excellency? Who is sacred!"

Leng Wuxin smiled indifferently and said faintly, "I said, I'm a nameless person, and the Central Plains is cold and heartless. Have you heard of it?"

The soul messenger of the nine gods and demons in Beiming was shocked and shouted, "Are you one of the top ten masters in the world?"

Leng Wuxin nodded, even if this dress is not like this, this compelling temperament, this unforceable murderous spirit, and the brilliant light sword in his hand, all prove all this, heaven and earth, unique coldness!

Qin'er said confusedly, "Brother Xin, didn't you say you weren't him? It is also said that there are many people with the same name in the world. It turns out that you are deliberately coaxing me.

Leng Wuxin turned around and smiled, containing a little bitterness, and said lightly, "It's really right. I shouldn't coax you."

Leng Wuxin looked directly at the soul messenger and said unhurdenly, "Since you know that I am cold and unintentional, is there any need to fight any more? Go back and say goodbye to the gods and demons of Beiming Jiuyou, Leng Wuxin is waiting for you to come here and say goodbye!"

The soul messenger shouted in a hoarse voice, "Slow back! Leng Wuxin, although I have heard of your prestige, I also know that you are one of the top ten masters in the world today. The soul messenger is not talented and willing to die under your Tiangan sword!"

Leng Wuxin frowned and secretly said what kind of temperament it was. Obviously, when he had heard of his reputation, even the sword disappeared, but he was not convinced and had to teach him. He was helpless and said lightly, "Let's do whatever you want. I will let you retreat!"