Chapter 63 Who is haggard with the bright moon

"Li Xianzi, cover me!" Zhou Hanzhi's eyes are full of determination. Although he is not the brave and courageous, unprecedented person, he also knows that in today's situation, if they can't defeat the popular wooden body in front of him quickly, the two will inevitably be trapped in this spiritual array and suck up their whole body. At present, Li Weihua answered a good voice, and Zhou Han stopped walking three leisurely and bully himself. The wooden body is forced away.

"Hee, come and die!" Feng Xingzhen's wooden body swayed, and the leaves rustled, and its sounded like an abandoned woman crying. There were two branches on his head and three dancing whips, like light and electricity, pulling towards Zhou Hanzhi.

Zhou Hanzhi moved his body according to the changes of the five elements of gossip. He avoided the drawn note and gradually approached the wooden body. At this time, the popular hands outside suddenly burst out and stretched out three feet, turned his hand into palm, sandwiched between the fast ** notes, and was facing Zhou Hanzhi. Hit it.

At this time, Zhou Hanzhi was surrounded by rattan notes on the wooden body. His chest was facing each other, which was the palms that were really hit by the wind. The gap around his body were no longer allowed to move and avoid. His heart throbbed for a while, and he could not, so he had to meet him with his palms.

With a bang, his palms were facing each other, and Zhou Hanzhi spit out a mouthful of blood. He only felt that it was against Feng Xingzhen's palm. A green gas quickly rushed to his arm along his wrist and forced into the vein. He was immediately shocked. When he wanted to slap back, he found that his palms seemed to be firmly stuck to Feng Xingzhen's hands, and there was no way to move half .

Zhou Han stopped smiling bitterly, and a trace of thought flashed randomly. He said to himself, "I was the only one who quietly drove Huang Tingzhenqi into the other party's acupuncture points and meridians. Unexpectedly, I was forced into my body by a woody breath today. Is it because of God's will in the dark, and I'm not happy?"

At this time, he couldn't tolerate thinking too much. Suddenly, a delicate sound came to his ears. It was Li Miaohua's palms holding the true spirit. While waving, she scattered the vines surrounding Zhou Hanzhi. She took another step forward, leaned her back to Zhou Hanzhi, waved her hands, and pushed back the branches approaching the two.

Although Li Yuhua and Zhou Hanzhi are not in a good manner, they are used to act together. They have fought with others several times. At this critical juncture, they also gave birth to a kind of tacit understanding from the bottom of their hearts. When Hanzhi gritted his teeth again and shouted in a low voice next week, Dantian's true qi flowed rapidly, struggled with damaged meridians, and gathered his lifelong strength and hands. Two white balls lit up in his hand, and the white light turned into a full moon, which was the symbol of the accumulation of Huangting Zhenqi of the pure sun.

Zhou Han stopped shouting and suddenly pushed the force over. He only heard a bang. The two people in the fight only felt a huge trembling under their feet and the cliff fell down. Zhou Hanzhi couldn't help smashing Fengxingzhen's palms sticking to his hand, and even forced out the wood gas that invaded his meridians.

He spewed out a mouthful of blood. He only felt that his strength was exhausted at this time, and Huang Ting's true qi could not be gathered again. However, at this great opportunity, the key to retreat from the enemy, how could he be missed? Li Minghua and his backs were exchanged, moved their bodies, moved their bodies, and drew half a circle, but they rotated each other. In a direction, it's Li Weihua's turn to face the trend first.

At this time, the wooden body in front of her, her arms had been spent, and the branches had not been stretched out. Li Weihua's hands were also like Zhou Hanzhi, condensing two true qi, and she looked at Fengxing's chest.

"Ah!" Feng Xingzhen roared angrily and roared, and his wooden body trembled. Countless willow-like branches came out of Fengxing's face, ears, eyes and nose, entangling Li Weihua.

At this time, the vines and branches surrounding the two were also rampant, as if they had tightened the encirclement, as if they were going to tie them tightly to death.

Li Miaohua's heart was panicked. Although the branches stretched out from his ears, eyes and nose were delicate, they were like rose thorns, which were full of spikes, binding himself like tens of millions of needles, and piercing himself as painful as his heart. In addition, the thorns seemed to have some strange toxicity, pierced his body. After that, it made people's heart palpitate and make them unable to work hard.

She struggled desperately and thought that she must try to give this monster a fatal blow, otherwise she and Zhou Hanzhi would die here. Unfortunately, although she is only three inches away from the popular wooden body, she is unable to hit each other.

At this moment, like a flash of lightning, Li Weihua suddenly felt a tearing pain in her heart. She shouted and spewed out a mouthful of blood. When she looked up again, she found that the usual three-foot sword body was dragging red blood from her chest.

On the body of the sword, a drop of blood was left behind. The tip of the sword was inserted into the popular wooden body, which made his movements stagnate. When Li Miohua raised his head unbelievably and tried to look back, he only saw a familiar figure behind him, holding his three-foot thin sword, and the sword was long from the heart behind him. Drive in.

At this moment, she thought desperately that her back should be protected by her companions fighting side by side. Is the sinisterness of the world so unpredictable?

At this time, in her intermittent consciousness, there was a sudden palpitation, and there was an electric shock on her body, and she couldn't stop trembling. She saw a white light passing along the thin sword in her chest and was sinking into the popular wooden body.

"Ah, ah, ah..." Feng Xingzhen's face was also full of incredible and fear. He couldn't say anything else. In a loud noise, the wooden body began to disintegrate, and the branches stretched out of its head quickly shrink and decayed. The bark on the wooden body also peeled off large pieces, and the last sound of dust boiling came. Fengxing was really crazy. With a shout, it turned into a mass of powder.

Poor this did not know who he was in the end. After possessing many people, he was finally completely scattered in this world.

At this time, with a sound, the sword on Li Weihua's chest was pulled out. Her eyes were dark, and she only felt that the most essential thing in life was completely cleaned with the sword.

With a plop, Li Weihua fell to the ground. Zhou Han stopped his blood on his face and was a little embarrassed. He stared at the ground and said nothing. What he held in his hand was the three-foot thin sword used by Li Weihua in the heart of the bright moon. He only heard a sound of the sword. Zhou Han stopped his hand and threw the sword to his feet.

He sat on the ground in a daze. His face was not sad or happy, but in the bottom of his heart, he was already exhausted. His eyes were closed, just thinking that he didn't care about anything, and just slept for a while.

The breeze crossed the cliff, and the waves roared, and the wind blew with the waves. There was a faint sound of swallowing. When the wind stopped, the sound of the waves was still the same. When it sounded, there was no one listening to it. I only felt that the rustling waves was lonely, and the waves that were about to break on the shore were like tears dripping tears.

After half an hour, Qi Miao slowly fell from the edge of the sky. At this time, she seemed to have a hunch in her heart and felt that something big would happen. She followed a trace of guidance and flew here cluelessly, but unexpectedly saw the scene in front of her.

Zhou Hanzhi was tired and sat on the ground. His usual unrestrained demeanor was completely. The ground seemed to have just passed a big war, and the broken wood and rocks were scattered into pieces. One of the familiar figures lay on the ground and lay there silently.

Qi Miao's heart was like a knife, and there was an indescribable heartache. She hurriedly flew down and ignored Zhou Hanzhi, so she rushed over, picked up Li Miaohua's body and held him in her arms.

However, at this time, the bright moon heart, the tentacles were cold all over. Qi Miao pinched her originally slippery and greasy little hands, and only felt that the five fingers were stiffly closed together, and they were softer than before.

Qimiao picked up Li Miaohua's head. When she looked at it again, she saw that her pretty face blushed, but it was not as bright as before. In her round eyes, there was countless smoke in her eyes, but she was not angry at all. Qi Miao hugged her tightly in her arms and was speechless.

Her heart is sad, and what is constantly changing in her consciousness is that during this period of getting along with Li Meihua, the heart of the bright moon, she fought side by side, laughing and scolding all kinds of emotions. When she looked up again, it seemed that it was just a shallow drunken sleep. However, Yiren has passed away, and the fragrance disappeared, but it has long been undisputed on the fact. The yellow sand has been swept over, and the wind is a little Cold, Qi Miao felt three points sober.

"Sister..." Zhou Han stopped and gagged his mouth, but he didn't know how to say it.

"Who did it?" Qi Miao didn't look back and asked coldly.

Zhou Hanzhi squeezed his lips and hesitated for a while before he opened his mouth and said, "It should be the remaining true spirit of Mr. Jingliu. I don't know what kind of resentment he has inherited. Unexpectedly, it melted and remains, and it is attached to Feng Xingzhen..."

"Where is he now?" Qi Miao's words were loud, but he stood up with Li Miaohua in his arms.

She stepped on the colorful ice crystals under her feet, and her white clothes fluttered. Although her face was like frost, no one could tell that the gorgeous fairy was full of anger and her body.

"Sister... No need... I have eliminated it." Zhou Han stopped laughing bitterly.

"Well..." Qi Miao sighed and hugged the heart of the bright moon in her arms. Then she turned around and said softly in front of Zhou Hanzhi, "Brother, thank you!"

Zhou Han knew that silence was better than all words at this time, so he smiled indifferently, but he didn't say much.

But when he heard Qi Miao thinking for a while, he suddenly asked coldly, "But I don't understand one thing. The scars on Miaohua's body were clearly pierced through his heart from behind with his sword. I don't know what his brother was doing at that time?"

Zhou Hanzhi was asked by Qimiao's question, and his heart stagnated. When he raised his eyes, he only felt that Qimiao's eyes did not turn. He was staring at his eyes all over his body. His popularity was full, and his coldness and awe-inspiring anger echoed, which showed that his skills went further. Zhou Han stopped hindering his momentum and couldn't help closing his eyes, but suddenly asked in his heart. Self-adop:

"What should I do?!"