For a woman, disfigurement may be more terrible than death.

The purpose of the red Yan demon king is only one. If he wants to see the look of fear on the face of the second daughter, he will enjoy the moment when others beg for mercy from him in pain, and then kill him cruelly under the other party's request for mercy. This feeling makes the red Yan Demon King flutter.

Especially today, he wants to see the second daughter kneel down to beg for mercy.

However, the red Yan demon king is doomed to be disappointed.

The two bodyguards had approached the second daughter infinitely. However, there was no trace of waves in the eyes of the second daughter. The only difference was that her hands were held together at this time.

Although they have never met, but the heart of this moment is the same firm, they live and die together, they are not afraid.

The two guards were expressionless and had only one idea of executing orders in their hearts.

The cold light of the dagger smeared with poison came straight towards the second daughter's cheek.

If it is a stroke, with the dagger on the poison, enough to make two women's face directly erosive penetration.

Mingyue wants to fight back, but she has more heart than strength. As for Qian Yi Lan, she is not the opponent of these pro guards.

The second daughter had already intended to die.

The tourmaline flash.

After death, everyone's eyes flashed through a burst of impatience, anger in the heart, unwilling, and, helpless.

Red Yan demon king, too powerful.

Whew!

At this time, it seemed that there was a flash of lightning in the sky, which startled everyone in a moment.

It's Dao Guang!

The knife is as light as electricity.

The first second seems to be far away in the sky, and in an instant it falls across the sky.

Around a beautiful arc, the sharp light of the sword is cut directly, and the attack of the two Pro guards is blocked in an instant.

Keng! Keng!

A crisp collision.

The two guards stepped back several steps at the same time, and then held the dagger in their hands again and rushed forward. Suddenly, this attacking figure appeared in front of them, holding a long knife in hand, the horizontal sword immediately, and being full of Qi, the sword rose and fell in one go.

Shua Shua Shua!

The two guards, who had just been able to draw with Mingyue by their own efforts, were directly killed by the sword.

The blade of ice cold thorough drinks blood and rises, with that one attack figure, whoosh ground ascends the Hero stage.

Everyone's eyes are on the past

The pupil vibrates almost at the same time.

The figure on the stage of hero is tall and upright, upright and upright. His face is It's a golden mask.

The whole face was covered and could not be seen.

But just that knife, already awed the whole audience.

"Who are you?" The red Yan demon king's eyes coldly stare at the figure of the golden mask.

The man with the golden mask slowly raised his knife in his hand and pointed at the red Yan demon king.

To say nothing is to declare war.

"Who is it?" This doubt appeared almost at the same time in the hearts of all the warriors. However, at this moment, a burst of hope rose from many desperate hearts.

"One move killed two of the red Yan demon king's personal guards. The mask man's strength is superior. Maybe, he can really compete with the red Yan demon king." Mingyue's eyes look at the figure on the stage of hero. There is always a familiar feeling in her heart. She almost subconsciously appears a figure in her mind

Luo Feng!

Not only is the bright moon, at this moment, one side of the thousand Yi Lan also came up with the same idea. However, almost at the same time, the second daughter shook her head at the same time, denying this conjecture.

There are too many people of similar shape in the world.

"The nerd said he was healing. How could he be here?" Qian Yilan secretly thought, and Mingyue thought more simply, "Luo Feng is famous all over the world, with bare hands, but the golden faced man in front of him, holding a long knife, their martial arts routines are different."

However, she never imagined that Luo Feng and other martial arts talents learned this set of ground level Sabre techniques in less than a day.

Now, I'm going to try the sword with the red Yan demon king.

Luo Feng did not speak, even if he could deliberately change his voice, but Qian Yilan was really familiar with him. Luo Feng was sure that as long as he made a voice, the proud woman Xia recognized himself immediately.

What's more, there's nothing to say about this kind of despotic demon king.

The reason why Luo Feng has not appeared is to see how many people in the five schools and nine sects can stick to their original intention in the face of the invasion of evil spirits and the pressure of demons.

As a result

Luo Feng is a little disappointed.

Half of the so-called five schools and nine gates chose to stand on the left.

At that moment, Luo Feng's heart was sneering. He was not satisfied with the so-called three religions, five sects and nine sects. Now, it is even more so.

Usually they call themselves chivalrous, but at the critical moment, they all become losers.Whew!

Luo Feng does not have the slightest hesitation, the knife light has already spread, points directly at the red Yan demon king.

Everyone's eyes are focused on the past, looking at the Hero stage.

This variable may determine the outcome of today's Huashan hero Association.

They all look forward to miracles.

"Go on, kill him."

Red Yan demon king still did not hand, just a big hand.

At this moment, the remaining three bodyguards beside him, together with Su Yin old devil, jiangzhongtian, the five powerful demons, burst out at the same time with all their strength, and rushed to Luofeng in a siege.

This golden and cold mask makes them feel uneasy.

They have to destroy it.

"Kill!"

Murderous.

Luo Feng's eyes are fixed on Suyin old devil. His purpose today is to capture Suyin old devil alive and interrogate Tang da'er's whereabouts.

It's too late, then fast, and the attack of the five evil spirits is close at hand.

Luo Feng took out the knife. The light of the knife was like the Milky Way pouring down in the nine days. It was endless, stormy, folded and rolling. One by one, the sword swarmed away one after another. The sword was earth shaking.

"It's a good knife technique." On the right side of the hero platform, Fu Jingheng's eyes couldn't help but be shocked. Almost subconsciously, Fu Jingheng exclaimed. There were many people who had the same idea with Fu Jingheng.

"Ground level sword technique." In the heart of Mingyue, there are waves. "Is this golden faced man a strong man of the three religions?"

No one can give a definite answer.

The answer given by Luo Feng is simple and crude.

Whew! Whew! Whew!

The sharp knife awn was like a stone, which broke the throat of the three guards in an instant.

If these dead men are not killed, I do not know how many people will die in their hands.

Whoa!

The light of the knife came.

Jiangzhongtian felt as if he had been covered by death, and his face screamed with fright. Ignoring any face, he fell on the ground and ran away and retreated like a donkey.

Bang!

However, the old devil of Su Yin was kicked by one foot and left with a spurt of blood.

The five strong joined hands, less than a face-to-face, they were directly bombarded into pieces, three dead and one injured, one pissed off.