Chapter 100 He can't run away

Everyone present was dumbfounded and finally determined that it was a fierce sword on the artifact list, and no one doubted it anymore. Only an artifact can have such a powerful power. The shock on Xie Heng's face had already turned into greed. At this moment, no one found that the evil spirit in the air was getting stronger and stronger.

The other martial artists have a great fear. If the sword just snarrated him, I'm afraid the end will not be much better? Although the baby is good, you also need to take your life to enjoy it.

The white fog stretched around, and in a few blinks, it reached the warriors of the Xie family. The martial artist with only eight levels of strength shrank back in panic.

"What are you afraid of? Give me all my strength to attack the fog. That boy won't support it for long. Xie Heng scolded fiercely, rushed up first, and clapped the white figure who had just launched the attack. Bang!" ( Bang) The white shadow that was hit suddenly tore apart, tossed up and down, and turned into a fog. Well, that boy is hiding in it. We attack together, but we are afraid that we can't hit him?

Xie Heng's words once again played a role. Several people launched an attack on the fog one after another, and the colorful lights were mixed in it, smashing the white fog shadows. However, whenever a white shadow dissipates, another one will appear. No matter how Xie Heng and others attack, the number of fog shadows has not decreased much.

Xie Heng is getting more and more shocked. In this case, he can only be firm in his mind and continue to attack. It is absolutely right. At this moment, I saw a white shadow rushing towards the level 19 martial artist. The latter's face changed, and the strength of his whole body was gathered on his arms, and the bright black light hit the white shadow heavily.

"Ban!" This time, Bai Ying did not dissipate as before, but covered the pain and retreated like a real person. The ninth-level martial artist was immediately overjoyed, "Haha, I hit him, I hit him,"

Before he was happy, the white shadow had dissipated in front of him. Then another ghostly white shadow hit again, accompanied by a thick bloody sword.

Xie Heng opened his eyes and shouted, "Idiot, get out of the way quickly."

"Wo!"

The long sword was drawn diagonally from the shoulder of the nine-level martial artist. The sharpness of the fierce sword can be imagined, and there was almost no obstacle. The martial artist's body was directly slanted into two parts. The pain and fear spread on his face, and the broken internal organs were sprinkled on the ground. It was not until there was no support of * that I found that I had been split in two. Half, the breath of death is everywhere.

The Ye family and the Xie family were all shocked and pale, without a trace of blood. This kind of bloody massacre is the first time I have seen it. The fierce spirit became more and more strong, and even Ye Xuan's body couldn't help trembling.

Kill another person, and the figure of Jiang Xia appeared in the white fog. The beautiful young man's face, holding a fierce sword, and his whole body exuded a strange red light. He moved his feet and plundered towards the nearest warrior. In addition to fear, the other party could not resist, and quickly fled behind.

"Hey hey, can you run away?"

The evil laughter full of jokes was conveyed behind him, and a black light fell from the sky, and then covered the martial artist in it. Don't kill,"

"Ban!" Before he finished begging for mercy, the condensed blood-colored sword bombarded the other party's head, like a bursting watermelon, and the red and white ** splashed everywhere.

Afraid, everyone was finally afraid. Looking at Xiang Xia, his eyes were full of fear. He was a demon from Jiuyou hell, a murderous soul messenger. Xie Heng swallowed a mouthful of water fiercely, and his voice seemed to be a little lack of confidence. "Bad boy, stop it."

Xia's eyes were glowing with bloodthirsty light, and there was a faint smile on the corners of her mouth, which did not mean to stop. He moved again and plundered towards another warrior. Heartbreaking screams followed, and Xia swam in the Xie family's team with a fierce sword and moved in the fog, just like a ghost. If anyone is targeted, they will be greeted by a black light net and an evil bloody sword.

Killing, screaming, broken arms and limbs were thrown out, and the blood rain sprinkled in the air, staining the ground red. Jiang Xia's ruthless killing can be said to be ruthless. The person he chose also had a desperate blow. Xie Heng also had the strength to intercept Jiang Xia, but Jiang Xia did not dodge. He carried several attacks and killed the other party on the spot.

It can't be said to be cruel. After a while, there were only three people left in the Xie family, and Xie Heng had two other nine-level martial artists. Ten people, seven died at once. Xie Heng's face was as earthy, and his expression was gloomy. The bronze vein was destroyed, and he even repented his intestines. If you killed the three members of the Ye family easily before, you should have retreated, and the bronze vein got it.

But he wants to make this more perfect. He wants to slaughter the Ye family, kill General Xia, and seize spiritual martial arts. But I never expected that the cooked duck flew, which was messed up, which angered such a evil star as Xia. The bronze ore must have been lost, and the casualties were heavy.

Ye Xuan and others were not happy because they reversed the situation. They knew the surname of the evil sword and were worried about the current situation of Jiang Xia.

The fog dissipated, and the bodies on the ground were so tragic that they couldn't tell who was with whom. Jiang Xia's body is stained with blood, and she has her own and enemies. The fierce sword was held in his hand, and his whole body was shrouded in a strong blood-colored red light. His eyes were cold and ruthless, and he limped slowly approached Xie Heng and others.

Xie Heng said to the two nine-level warriors around him, "This boy is already the end of the crossbow. We have no way out. You two helped me kill him."

The two looked at each other, nodded, and gritted their teeth. A deep black light gushed out of their bodies and rushed towards Xia from both sides. Xie Heng gathered all his strength in front of him and instantly formed a black light ball the size of a person's head.

Two nine-level warriors roared with a strong attack and turned Xia's left hand over. A transparent glass appeared in the palm of his hand. His heart moved. The glass emitted a dazzling white light and began to magnify sharply, facing the two nine-level martial artists. How could the two of them think that Xia still had a card such as "glazed cup"? They couldn't dodge and was covered by the glass cup.

In panic, the two bombarded the transparent glass with all their strength, and the glazed glass trembled a little and returned to stability. Xie Heng stared at his eyes and smiled viciously, "Bad boy, go to hell!" With a push of both hands, the solid black light ball burst into a strong momentum to attack Xia.

Ye Xuan's face changed greatly, and even he could feel the strength of Xie Heng's move. At this moment, another nine-level martial artist beside Ye Xuan shot out beside Xia.

"Boom!"

The black photosphere hit the nine-level warrior who rushed up, and a circle of black aftermath spread out. The air around it was first chaotic and then solidified. Quietness fills the space, and chaos is integrated into the mind. Bang!" ( Bang) The ninth-level warrior of the Ye family fell to the ground, with a huge blood hole in his chest, and his flesh and blood blurred.

He opened Xia's mouth slightly for the second time. This was the second time that the martial artist of the Ye family sacrificed his life to save himself. The warrior on the ground was like an oxygen-deficient fish, but his eyes were comforting, and his throat struggled to spit out a few words, "I, I, I, I can't, I can't let the mountain die in vain. Jiang Xia, brother, brother, Bao, heavy.

The man couldn't help twitching, his body relaxed, and his eyes slowly closed. Ye Xuan shook his head desolately, and the corners of his eyes were wet. The eyes of the other martial artists of the Ye family turned red, and then they looked at Xie Heng fiercely.

The latter looked extremely gloomy and cursed in a low voice, "Damn thing, dare to bad my good deeds."

"Ah!" The sound of grief shocked everyone's eardrums, the fierce sword was full of blood, and the endless fierceness permeated. Xia's eyes turned blood red, "You all deserve to die." He pressed the bed up and down to bite the bleeding, and took the lead in rushing into the glass cup next to him. The sword was a phantom, and the sword was angry. Before the martial artist of the Xie family could react, he was directly split off half of his shoulder and died tragically in the glass cup on the spot.

The other person was completely scared and retreated full of fear. He put his body against the glass and shook his head. "Don't, don't come over, please, don't kill me."

"Wo!"

The answer to him was a ruthless sword. The blood stained a glass wall. The man's appearance of begging for mercy was fixed on his face. The death that could not escape was doomed from the beginning. Xia's murderous pupil looked at the last person of the Xie family's team. At this time, Xie Heng was shocked that his heart was cold, his body was trembling, and his instinct for survival was stimulated. He didn't dare to look at Xia more. He turned around and ran away.

He took back Xia from the glass cup, glanced at Ye Xuan and others not far away, and then rose into the air and chased in the direction of Xie Heng's escape.

"Flying in the air? The strong man of King Wu? Ye Cong was so scared that he was about to fall down, and his eyes were about to stare out. In contrast, Ye Xuan and the two remaining warriors of the Ye family were also shocked and pale.

Ye Xuan is worthy of being knowledgeable. He soon thought of what was going on. Looking at the messy and bloody land, he sighed, "Take all our brothers out!" This game is over. Don't let them stay here to suffer.

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Xie Heng shuttled through the path of the mysterious palace. What he has to do now is to escape. Victory is not important, and the bronze vein is not important. Spiritual martial arts and fierce swords are not important. Now there is only one belief. As long as he goes out and escapes to the door, his father can save himself. At that time, he will make it public that Xia has a fierce evil sword. Don't worry that no one will kill him in order to seize the treasure.

"Xie Heng, you can't run away."

Infinite murderous intent rushed behind. Xie Heng was so faltered that he didn't dare to look back. He could even feel that Xia's breath was not hot, but cold. Xie Heng has never been afraid like this. Even in the face of the head of the Xie family, he has never been afraid, but he is afraid of sending Xia to his heart.

A white light appeared in Xie Heng's vision from afar. He saw hope. It was the exit and the way to escape. As long as he went out, he would no longer have to be afraid of summer.