Chapter 391

"Fang Haotian, you're dead."

Wu Shizhen suddenly accelerated and raised the knife in his hand.

However, as soon as he lifted his knife, he was shocked, and a sword light suddenly rose in the face was so fast that he had no time to dodge or block, so he shot through his heart.

"Soul sword..."

Wu Shizhen fell to the ground, his eyes wide open and died in peace.

Gu Caihua and Xue Heiyi were surprised. Then Xue Heiyi drank, "his accomplishments have been lost. As long as we get close to him, he will die."

"Kill!"

In ancient times, he drank flowers and shook his wrist with a long sword, which turned into a beautiful scenery with thousands of flowers flying.

Ten thousand flowers fluttered, and he took only one.

Because of killing, one is enough.

Whew!

Xue Heiyi uses a knife. As soon as his knife vibrated, a wisp of Jixiao knife Qi was mixed with the flying sword flowers and shot at Fang Haotian's throat.

However, thousands of sword flowers burst open half a meter in front of Fang Haotian, and the poisonous knife gas mixed in the sword flowers was dispersed without any luck.

Whew!

A sword light burst.

Gu Qingcheng watched, his mouth suddenly open. But before she cried out, the sword light from Gu Caihua and Xue Heiyi had fallen back into Fang Haotian's hands.

It was a very sharp long sword. The blood on the sword was dripping slowly.

Snowflakes are more pleasant, just as sad people sprinkle paper money.

The sound of "plop" rang out, and there were more bodies cut by the waist on the snow.

Gu takes flowers and dies.

Fang Haotian's eyes narrowed abruptly and stared at Xue Heiyi. His face showed a little dignity. The other party actually avoided the sword killing behind him in the lightning, stone and fire. This reaction alone is not small. I'm afraid it's not just as simple as Gu Qingcheng said.

Suddenly, Fang Haotian gasped for breath.

Xue Heiyi suddenly had a sharp flash in his eyes.

Gu Qingcheng frowned slightly. He looked at Xue Heiyi in surprise.

Xue Heiyi didn't look at Qingcheng, but he seemed to know her inner doubt and said with a smile: "that's not xiansiai grass, that's Youxiang soul locking grass. The poisoned person not only has a sharp reduction in cultivation, but also has a great damage to his soul power. It is a strange poison specially for dealing with xuanhun double practitioners. Now he forcibly uses his soul force to kill people, which will only hurt and hurt... Before his voice falls, he suddenly moves sideways, moves to Gu Qingcheng in an instant, and then pulls her back.

One back 300 meters.

Fang Haotian didn't chase and squinted.

Boom!

All nine soul swords flew out and suspended beside him, and then he turned around.

A blue shadow was less than 50 meters away from him.

The man in blue has a flute in his hand.

The piper is not human, but a devil.

But at this time, there was no magic gas rising and black gas swirling on him, which was no different from human beings.

Fang Haotian's eyes narrowed, the cold light flashed, the nine swords rotated, trembled and roared wildly, like Jiulong angry sky and Jiulong falling into the sea.

Finally, the nine swords joined in a straight line in front of him. The sword connects with the head and tail of the sword, and hovers in turn.

"Thorn!"

Fang Haotian drank it gently.

Nine soul sword, stab in front of you.

Obviously, it is a thorn, but there is a tendency for a huge mountain to hit the city, hit the front, and hit the piper who is coming face to face.

The flute player has a dull face and looks like an honest and honest man.

But when he did it, there was no more honesty. He smiled in the face of the stabbing sword, and then a powerful and terrible Qi soared directly.

Nine soul sword stab.

The piper stabbed out the flute in his hand, hit the tip of the first sword and twisted his wrist.

The nine soul swords on the straight line flew around with the flute player's twist, and then fell to the ground at the same time.

Whew!

The nine soul swords flew back and returned to Fang Haotian.

The piper easily resolved the strike of the nine soul sword, but his face couldn't help showing a dignified color.

Seemingly easy to resolve, in fact, he felt the fluctuation of breath in his body.

"No wonder..."

The piper whispers softly, which is a little strange.

Hoo!

The piper suddenly rushed forward, and in an instant he came in front of Fang Haotian. He slapped Fang Haotian on the forehead.

It was Fang Haotian's fist.

The piper's body suddenly fell over 50 meters to the ground, as if he had not moved at all and had been standing still.

But Fang Haotian retreated, retreated violently, fell to the ground and retreated against the snow.

Wherever he went, his body directly ploughed a snow ditch more than one meter deep.

The snow ditch was 100 meters long. Finally, with a bang, Fang Haotian's body hit a big tree.

The big tree breaks when it shakes.

The whole snow field seems to be a sensation because of Fang Haotian's collision, as if there is an earthquake here.

"Hoo!"

The piper took a piece of wind and snow and came with it. The flute pierced Fang Haotian's eyebrows.

It's like a picture of a dragon with sunny spots, and it's like a lover playing Qiao and scolding Qiao, and it's like anger with anger.

However, Fang Haotian is not the lover of the piper, and the other party is not flirting with him, but trying to kill him.

At this point, killing machines is crazy.

The nine soul sword struck again and rolled out this time.

The piper's eyes were slightly surprised and said, "sure enough, there is a way. The fragrant soul lock flower still has such combat power. If you don't die, there are really too many restless people in the world. "

He spoke and acted correctly. Almost every word he said, his flute had a slight change.

Every small change can raise the killing machine to a new height, and the power also reaches a new height.

Fang Haotian's almost unbeaten nine soul sword was shocked again, and the flute still pointed to Fang Haotian's eyebrows.

Fang Haotian stared at the flute. He knew he had met the most terrible opponent in his life.

If there is no accident, this person is the most powerful person arranged by the demon family to kill him this time.

"Qiang!"

There was a slight sound of gold and iron breaking through the air, and the Chixiao Yanlong sword stabbed out, right in the middle of the flute.

"Ding!"

The impact sound is very small and crisp.

But with Fang Haotian and flute as the center, snowflakes splashed all over the ground, like a big meteorite falling on the snow field in the void.

The splashed snow did not melt, but it was very high, up to tens of meters.

Yes!

Suddenly the figure burst out of the splashing snow.

It's Fang Haotian. He has a long sword and nine swords around him.

A shot of 300 meters, his feet still wiped the ground uncontrollably after landing, and the two deep ditches grew longer and longer in front of him.

Poof!

A mouthful of blood gushed out and his face turned pale.

Watching the battle, Gu Qingcheng couldn't help saying, "he's really strong... Just don't know whether she's talking about Fang Haotian or the piper.

It should be the piper, because now the piper is suppressing Fang Haotian.

But it could also be Fang Haotian.

Fang Haotian has fallen in love with the fragrant soul locking flower, which is not in its heyday. The piper is so powerful, but he can't kill Fang Haotian at once. It can be seen that Fang Haotian's strength in his heyday is not under the piper, so he is powerful.

Gu Qingcheng and Xue Heiyi stood together. She stared at the battle circle. After a while, she couldn't help asking, "don't we need help, sir?"

Xue Heiyi's eyes twinkled with a strange cold, smiled calmly and said, "just have a look. If I don't need to do it, why should I waste my strength?"

Gu Qingcheng's mouth moved to say something.

But Xue Heiyi continued, "your task has been completed very well, and I will give you a great reward. You go back to xuelao city and watch it first. Watch the martial arts competition for me to avoid change. I don't like anything out of my control. "

Gu Qingcheng was slightly stunned, and then saluted Xue Heiyi respectfully: "yes... She turned and swept forward quickly. Far away, she looked back and saw only snowflakes splashing all the way to the East.

Xue Heiyi walked forward slowly, and the direction he went was the direction that the piper and Fang Haotian fought farther and farther.

"Unfortunately, if such a genius is used by me, why don't I worry about the big plan? But today, if you have the opportunity to kill two birds with one stone, it will be a great harvest... Hehe, is the world of heaven and man? Will he become the most oppressed man in the world? "

Xue Heiyi couldn't help smiling. He seemed to walk slowly, but when he fell softly, he had walked hundreds of meters.

In front, there are still snowflakes all the way.

Fang Haotian has been retreating, and the piper is advancing step by step.

Fang Haotian seems to be beginning to show signs of stability. The cooperation of nine soul sword and Chixiao Yanlong sword is becoming stronger and stronger against the piper.

The sword rain rises and falls.

Like a rainstorm in the sky, it falls on the earth.

Flute shadow is like rain.

Sword rain, flute rain.

The crackling sound was like rain drops the size of soybeans hitting the surface of an oil paper umbrella.

Snow fields, snowflakes flying.

Suddenly, the sword rain stopped, the flute rain stopped, and the flute stabbed Fang Haotian's right chest.

Fang Haotian gushed blood and flew backwards, but at the moment of flying backwards, he also kicked the piper's chest firmly.

The piper also flew backwards and flew quickly. It seemed that Fang Haotian wanted him to go back wherever he came from.

When both fell to the ground and stood firm, the distance between the two sides was kilometers.

In this vast flat snow field, the kilometer distance looks not far, and both sides seem to be able to see each other's white faces.

"He suppressed cultivation, but he didn't do his best."

Fang Haotian secretly said.

This discovery shocked him even more.

Such strength is heaven and man.

The piper rushes again.

Fang Haotian's eyes are waiting. The nine soul sword vibrates slightly, and the Chixiao Yanlong sword rises flat as a welcome gesture.

It's a bad guest.

If you don't welcome evil guests, how can you kill the wicked?

The piper is near.

Boom!

Chixiao Yanlong sword and nine soul sword attack at the same time.

Heaven and earth sword!

Cut the world with one sword!

Nine soul sword and Chixiao Yanlong sword. At this time, Fang Haotian uses ten swords to kill evil guests.

This guest is a devil!

Ten swords cut the devil!

"Roar!"

The flute player suddenly gave a roar, and the flute waved wildly. In an instant, it turned into ten flute shadows, like ten ancient demons, and the wind and snow, like a rolling dragon, rushed up to meet the Haotian sword above.

The strength and strength of the two moves this time are far from comparable to the previous moves, as if this moment was the real start.

Bang!

The noise was like thunder.

This time, the piper was knocked upside down by a stranger.

Fang Haotian is also retreating, retreating at least 500 meters. He can barely stand firm with his feet nailed back. Although he spewed blood from his mouth, he was relieved.

"Finally I can catch my breath."

Fang Haotian put two pills into his mouth and stood with a sword. The sword pointed at the ground obliquely. The nine soul sword continued to rotate and looked at the piper who rushed again thousands away.

The piper's face was now angry.

I think he is a great genius of the black Sinai bear family and a strong man in heaven and man. Even if the cultivation is suppressed, it should be an invincible existence. But now he was hit by a young human boy who was not in his prime. He must have been laughed at by the guy surnamed Fu, right?

"He must die."

Hessian gnashed his teeth, and his face was more angry and almost ferocious.