Chapter 182 Human Stick

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"After asking, you can die!" Shangguan Ying said gloomyly, and his eyes suddenly turned blood red, hiss! A bloody lotus came out of his forehead.

It's not good! Ma Xiaolong and Leng Ao stabbed Shangguan Eagle's chest at the same time. Shangguan was like a crazy beast. The sealed spiritual power was actually washed away, did not retreat and moved three feet forward against the ground. Leng Ao and Ma Xiaolong's silver stick brushed on his side, and immediately blood flowed. Shangguan Ying seemed to be fine, with a ferocious face, and his palms were as red as blood. He grabbed Leng Ao and Ma Xiaolong close to him.

Leng Ao and Ma Xiaolong were caught off guard, and it was still a little late to jump away. Leng Ao's left shoulder, Ma Xiaolong's right shoulder hit, poof! Five finger holes appeared in an instant.

"Ah! Pony!" Jian Twelve rushed over with exclamation and stabbed the Shangguan eagle's face. Shangguan Eagle's bloody palm stretched out, and he didn't hesitate to grab the sword twelve. He grabbed the sword twelve with a force in his hand and grabbed the throat of the twelve sword with his left hand.

"Be careful!" Ma Xiaolong didn't care about the wound. He handed the stick to his left hand and swept straight to the ribs of Shangguan Eagle.

Poo! A heavy stick swept over Shangguan Ying's waist, and the sound of a fracture sounded. Shangguan Ying flew out horizontally, and his left claw wiped two shallow blood marks on the snow-white pink neck of Jian Twelfth. If it was a little later, Jian Twelve would probably die.

Jian Twelve was scared out of a cold sweat. He never thought that he was so close to death. Ma Xiaolong pulled away from Jian Twelve with one hand and scolded ferociously, "Crazy woman, don't die! Let you go far away and have to come over! Get out of here!"

Jian Twelve was stunned, then smiled sweetly and retreated away. Ma Xiaolong was stunned. What happened to this woman? I'm happy to scold her! What a cheap bone. Ma Xiaolong didn't know why he was angry, but when Shangguan Ying's bloody hand was about to hit the sword, he was so scared that he was scared. After sweeping away Shangguan Ying with a stick, he was afraid and then became angry.

Sword Twelve secretly proudly: "Bad man! It's just a matter of mouth. Obviously, he is very close to others, but he ignores them! This test will be tried by others!"

Ma Xiaolong also doesn't want to think about how the first level of the sword twelve refining gods can't even avoid Shangguan eagle's move?

Leng Ao rushed forward, pointed a sword at Shangguan Ying who fell to the ground and vomited blood. He said coldly, "It turns out that you have been hit by the blood spell, which can explain why you killed your fellow door!"

"Hey hey, haha..." Shangguan Ying stood up with a ferocious smile. There were so many wounds on his body as if nothing had happened. His eyes were red, and the blood lotus on his head turned into a human face. He also laughed with him, and a pair of blood palms slowly raised.

"Brother Leng, be careful. It has become a blood demon. There is no pain. He only knows how to kill. Only by cutting off his head can he stop!" Ma Xiaolong shouted anxiously. Leng Ao hesitated for a moment. Shangguan Ying's bloody hand had grabbed Leng Ao's long sword like lightning, and the other hand was inserted into his chest. Leng Ao hurriedly pulled the sword and retreated. Unfortunately, the dragon's sword was pinched to death and could not be pulled back. He had no choice but to release the hilt of the sword and retreated.

Shangguan Eagle did not chase it. He held the tip of the sword in one hand, the hilt in the other hand, and exerted his hands. The Longyin sword was actually broken by him with brute force. That's a three-grade magic weapon! He sprayed out a mouthful of blood and was seriously injured.

"Pony, let's go! We can't beat him! The magic of blood is infinite, not afraid of trauma!" Jian Twelve pulled Ma Xiaolong's hand and wanted to retreat. Ma Xiaolong was also stunned by Shangguan Ying's strength. He was pulled two steps before he woke up. He couldn't help blushing and pulling his face and said angrily, "If you go by yourself, no one will stop you. If you want Ma Xiaolong to leave his friend and escape, I can't do it!" He turned back and rushed back to help Leng Ao. Leng Ao lost his magic weapon and was forced to be dangerous by Shangguan Ying's blood palms. Ma Xiaolong's silver stick touched and opened Shangguan Ying's claw to grab Leng Ao's chest. The three immediately fought into a ball.

A fog surged from the twelve beautiful eyes of the sword, stamped his feet urgently, and flew up to join the regiment. Ma Xiaolong was stunned and scolded, "Why don't you leave! Come here to make trouble!"

"If you don't leave, they won't leave either! If you want to die, you will die together!" Sword Twelve is stubborn. Ma Xiaolong's heart trembled heavily, and his eyes looking at Jian Twelve changed a little. He gritted his teeth and laughed and said, "I don't want to die. I haven't lived enough yet!" There are so many beautiful girls waiting for me to rescue!"

"Puff! Just you, a wild man? Save yourself first!" There was a charming smile on the twelve faces of the sword.

The two of them quarreled, and their hands were not slow. They had attacked more than ten moves in an instant. They were cold and arrogant, and an ice cone was condensed on their right hand as a growth sword.

For a while, the three of them were evenly divided.

"Wh! Little... Sister Ningxue, do you see, aren't Brother Ma and Xie Yun fighting below?" Lin Yuhan pointed to the four people who fought together below and exclaimed that the original name of Sword Twelve was originally Xie Yun.

Condensation snow stared for a while, and his face became solemn. He whispered, "That man should have been under the blood spell. He has been controlled by the blood demon lotus and completely lost his mind!" Let's go and help him!"

At this time, Shangguan Eagle became crazy, roaring like a beast. His blood claws smashed the cold and arrogant ice sword, his back was hardened by Ma Xiaolong's stick, and the other hand had been grabbed by Jian Twelve with his head.

Sword Twelve couldn't avoid it. Seeing that he was about to die under the blood claws of Shangguan Ying, suddenly the red light flashed, and a fierce sword was killed, poof! Blood splashed, and one of Shangguan Ying's blood hands was cut off by Jian Kang on the spot. The blood on the broken arm hit the face of Jian Twelfth, and there was still a faint pain. It can be seen that it is powerful to grasp this force. If it is really caught, I'm afraid that the whole head will be crushed.

Jian's twelve eyes turned over and fainted. Ma Xiaolong hurriedly hugged her and bounced back a few feet. Looking at it, a beautiful woman has been fighting with the one-armed Shangguan Eagle.

Leng Ao retreated, and a pair of cold eyes were stunned for a moment. There was such a beautiful woman in the world. When he saw Yuan Ziyi in Zixiao Palace that day, Leng Ao was amazed that this woman should only be in the sky. How could she be seen in the world? Unexpectedly, this person was even worse. Even a rock-hearted person like Leng Ao was stunned. You can imagine it.

Ma Xiaolong saw that Jian Twelfth just fainted, and his heart finally fell down. At this time, Lin Yuhan also flew down from the sky and said in surprise, "Brother Ma, are you all right?"

As soon as Ma Xiaolong saw Lin Yuhan, he was overjoyed, " Sister Yuhan, why are you here?" He just wanted to let go and put down Jian Twelve. Unexpectedly, Jian Twelve put his hands around Ma Xiaolong's neck and looked at him resentfully. It turned out that Jian Twelve had woken up.

Ma Xiaolong let go of his hand awkwardly. Jian Twelve was embarrassed to put his neck again, but he winked desperately. Ma Xiaolong was stunned for a moment. It turned out that Jian Twelfth told himself to run away quickly. Ma Xiaolong deliberately looked away and pretended not to see it. The sword was full of bitterness, and the young lady condensed snow. If she took her back to the young master, she would not dare to think about the end, but Ma Xiaolong was reluctant to leave if she didn't leave. She gritted her teeth and looked at the two people in the battle.

Ma Xiaolong sighed secretly. This woman seemed to be on herself. She could save herself by turning her life three or four times. From the point of conscience alone, she could not leave her alone.

Condensation Snow's current cultivation is already the second layer of Huashen. Coupled with the help of the Yuanqi magic weapon, Shangguan Ying is not the opponent of Condensation Snow even if he has not broken an arm. Soon the other hand is also cut off, but Shangguan Ying seemed to have no feeling at all and rushed over with a broken arm.

The condensed snow frowned and was about to kill Shangguan Ying!

"Ning Xue girl, you want to catch her alive! This man killed Ye Jun and framed him!" Ma Xiaolong shouted, and Jian Twelve secretly glanced at Ma Xiaolong. He couldn't leave this time!

The condensed snow's eyebrows stood up, that is, this man who almost killed himself, Kun Jianhong Mang Dasheng, poo! Unexpectedly, a sword cut off the upper eagle's legs to the knees. Shangguan eagle turned into a stick this time and fell to the ground.

Condensation snow patted Shangguan Ying on the back of the head with a sword body. Shangguan Ying immediately fainted, and the blood demon lotus horse on top of his head shrank back.

The condensed snow cleaned up Shangguan Ying cleanly and neatly, which made Leng Ao and Ma Xiaolong ashamed. The three of them were still doing it. As a result, they cut Shangguan Ying into a stick, and simply knocked out with a sword. If you don't accept it, you can't accept it!

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