Chapter 1668

Run?

Hearing Zhang Xuan's words, the man and the woman looked strange at the same time. They looked at each other.

The man burst out laughing: "Zhang, what do you say? Did I hear you right? Let's run? How do you want us to run? Where are you going? "

"Interesting." Women face with pride, "in this civilization, there is no role that can make us run fast."

Zhang Xuan shook his head slightly. "Well, you have no chance. You can't run away."

Zhang Xuan's confident remarks made women angry.

"Zhang, what do you think you are..."

"He's right. You two can't run away." A delicate laugh rang out.

This one male and one female hear this Jiao laugh, at the same time facial expression a change. They didn't notice that when there was someone else here, they looked in the direction of the smile and saw a white skeleton. Just like the same spider, climbing on the stone wall.

This strange skeleton, unexpectedly is lets in this male and female heart, gives birth to one kind of inexplicable fear.

In the eyes of the skeleton, there is a faint green light, like the dark fire in the random grave, which gives people a chill.

"The people of Yingling hall are really good rations." The skeleton made a charming and full of voices.

This skeleton is the witch that Zhang Xuan cut off a few days ago.

"It seems. You know something about our hall of souls. " Men no longer pay attention to Zhang Xuan, he put his eyes on the skeleton, "however, since you know our Yingling temple, you should keep due respect."

"Respect? Ah The witch gave out a disdainful laugh, "a group of spokesmen who want to chase the steps of the gods are just talking to me about respect. Don't you understand me? I said, you are only worthy of being my rations!"

"It's presumptuous The woman was angry first, her hands were full of light, and she had rushed to the witch during the riot.

"Those who blaspheme will face death." The witch uttered a voice of disdain. Her skeleton body was not cumbersome at all, but more flexible than before.

In the face of the woman's attack, the skeleton of the witch turned into a virtual shadow and disappeared in front of the woman. When she reappeared, she was behind her.

"How fast!" The female subconsciously sends out a startled voice.

"Be careful, younger martial sister." The man reminded, and then moved to join the battlefield.

The witch has absolute strength. The last time she suffered a big loss in the confrontation with Zhang Xuan, it was because it led to Zhang Xuan's negative emotions. Zhang Xuan in that state was absolutely terrible, but also absolutely out of control. At that time, Zhang Xuan also held the sickle of zubing's life. Under the double blessing, directly kill the witch body.

At this time, in the face of a man and a woman in the Yingling hall, the witch seems to be at ease, and the three fight back and forth in the armory.

"Is this the only strength for the younger generation of Yingling hall? You're going to kill this boy just like this. If he hadn't been attacked by his ancestors, I'm afraid you two are already dead. Sure enough, you are still so arrogant. " The witch made a voice of disdain, and bone claws all over the sky went to the Yingling hall.

The man and woman also realized the power of the witch, and did not make any answer to her words. They're both on the offensive.

The spirit of the two emerged, but it was like a cave. The size of the spirit was compressed into one person.

"Elder martial brother!" There was a trace of joy on the woman's face. "This seems to be the place that master mentioned!"

"To maximize the will of the spirit!" Men also understand what women are saying, "to achieve the greatest degree of fit with the spirit, so that the spirit, produce spirituality!"

Although Yingling is small, its strength is stronger.

Four against one!

Even if the number of people changed from two to four, the witch showed no fear at all. When she faced Zhang Xuan, she was one against six, and she was very relaxed.

Five men scuffle, energy spills.

And Zhang Xuan, who was in the armory. Just in this battlefield, the leaked energy was delivered to him and cut his clothes. On his body and face, there were countless wounds. At this moment, Zhang Xuan, just like the men and women in Yingling Hall said, just like the lamb to be slaughtered, could only let those energies come.

On Zhang Xuan. Blood flow, wound one by one increase, such a feeling, for a long time, have not realized, now he, even will not be valued, will not be looked at.

"Humiliating?" Zhang Xuan made a voice. His voice was very small. He was asking himself.

"Maybe." Zhang Xuan is also answering himself in a voice.

"Can you bear such humiliation? You are the king's order. Why do you want to be ignored like a mole ant. You don't have one more look at a mole ant. "

"It's just that the way to live is different, whether mole ants or gods, they all have the right to choose."

"If you can be a God. Why do mole ants do it? ""What about gods and ants? There are gods among mole ants. Maybe the so-called gods are also mole ants in other people's eyes? "

"Don't you really feel humiliated?"

"Of course, so what. Just do your own thing. It's humiliation. Everyone has suffered. "

Zhang Xuan murmured in his mouth. He spoke very fast. He asked and answered himself as if he were precise. He was suddenly silent. After a few seconds, Zhang Xuan's mouth suddenly opened.

"I'm sorry, you can stand the humiliation. I can't do it. Open up!"

The breath of black spread from Zhang Xuan's body, and the sickle of life, which was pressing behind Zhang Xuan and passing the power of anti phage, began to tremble slightly because of the appearance of the breath of black.

And Zhang Xuan curved legs, also began to force, he was crushed back. Gradually straight, legs also began to stand in the direction, the smell of black spread to his legs, thighs, waist, upper body, and then, all the way to the neck.

At the same time, Zhang Xuan also gradually stood up, and the sickle was removed from behind him. Hold on to it.

The black lines continued to spread on Zhang Xuan's face.

"All right."

Just when the grain had spread to Zhang Xuan's jaw, Zhang Xuan suddenly made a sound, and the spreading grain stopped.

"Well, I'll take care of the next thing." Zhang Xuan turned his wrist and turned the sickle in his hand. "It turns out that I still haven't passed one level, right? That's the so-called shame. Old man Lu, how did you do it? Are you really a fortune teller? "

Zhang Xuan looked at the five figures in the scuffle, and then walked toward them.

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