"Boom"
On the funeral stream, the rain poured down, and in the stream, there were several sleepless days and nights.
Bai Jiao realized that the words followed the law, and it was the most critical moment. In the distance, someone's hole was getting bigger and bigger, and the more he dug, he couldn't even see the figure.
"Bai Jiao, there's more water, move out."
In the pit, someone's voice came out again, said.
When Bai Jiao heard this, he no longer had the problem of worrying about the name of the former. He raised his hand and waved, and the rainwater in the mud pit rolled back out, directly hitting someone with a dog gnawing at the mud.
"bah bah"
Ning Chen got up, spat out two mouthfuls of dirt, raised his head and said angrily, "Be careful, can't you?"
Bai Jiao ignored it, and continued to meditate in the rain, the waves surging and changing shapes, suddenly like a Kunpeng spreading its wings, and suddenly like an angry dragon going out to sea, with amazing power.
The rumbling sound of thunder echoed in the sky, the rain gradually became smaller, and the whole body of Bai Jiao dissipated, and the water waves gradually dissipated.
“Go out next time it rains”
Bai Jiao said, then turned around and walked to the other side.
The Kaiyang Dynasty, the central heaven, the purple energy, the Emperor Yuan stood quietly, looked at the three figures kneeling in front of him, and said lightly, "Kill!"
"Yes"
The three princes took orders and immediately got up and left.
Four hundred miles outside Qiyue City, the butterfly moved forward, her fair feet were now stained with blood, and she walked with difficulty, dazed and aimless.
Zhao Liusu followed behind, his eyes did not dare to leave the former for a moment, and his heart was very anxious.
She could feel that Sister Die couldn't hold it anymore.
At this moment, variables suddenly appeared, and in all directions, black-clothed figures appeared one after another, and three figures walked out on the road ahead, and the three princes of the Kaiyang Dynasty appeared in a situation where they were trapped and killed.
"Miss Tassel, we have been ordered to take you back." The eldest prince, Yi Chaohui, walked out and said calmly.
Seeing the three of them, Zhao Liusu felt unhappy and turned down. He glanced worriedly at Hua Zhongdie in front of him, and said in a condensed voice, "I'll go back with you, but you are not allowed to do anything to Sister Die"
"Sorry, the father has a life, and the butterfly in the flower must die," Yi Chaohui said lightly.
"Is that what my grandfather meant? I'll go back and beg my grandpa now!" Zhao Liusu said anxiously.
"It's too late, come here." Yi Chaohui waved his hand and said indifferently.
"kill"
With a single order, the three princes of Kaiyang led the army with a cold front to force their orders, and the killing sound shook the sky.
Soldiers are surging like the sky, the funeral flowers are blooming in the yellow spring, a knife, black as ink, the blade of the blade has passed, and the blood is all over the sky.
The red spear is in the air, brave and good at fighting, the spear is fatal, and the soul is robbed.
The thirteenth prince reappeared his extraordinary martial spirit, wielding thousands of spears, blocking the way forward for the God of Swords.
On the other side, Yi Chaohui waved his two swords, Leng Feng said, quickly recruit his life.
The two princes participated in the battle, and the butterflies in the flowers that were running out of oil were still fighting like gods, wielding swords like rainbows, and never falling behind.
At this moment, the ninth prince, who was watching the battle on the side, started to use wind and thunder, and the halberd opened up all directions, and the black gold heavy halberd fell from the sky, and the sky and the earth became unbalanced, and the ground split and the mountain shook.
With a bang, the swords and halberds collided, and the butterfly's arm in the flower was dripping with blood, but he still refused to take a half step back.
The butterfly danced, the red spear edged the road again, and the double sword edge then crossed. The three princes were ruthless and ruthless in their moves, and their moves would never end in trouble.
The three people fought on wheels, and the army followed. In the fierce battle, blood spilled all over the sky, the butterfly moved to kill, and the knife was fatal.
Seeing that the opponent was still fighting bravely, the ninth prince waved his hand, two figures appeared in the army, Xiao Sheng sounded, and the fog cleared.
With the double poison added, Hua Zhongdie suddenly stumbled and almost fell over.
"Sister Butterfly be careful"
Among the army, Zhao Liusu hurriedly reminded when he saw this.
Before he finished speaking, there was a stab, and the spear cut through the blue shirt, bringing out a smear of blood, which was dreary and eye-catching.
Hua Zhongdie returned to the knife and shook the former, but she felt that her eyes and ears were gradually deaf. After a flash, the sight in front of her eyes and the sound in her ears disappeared.
Deaf, deaf, and in a world of insensitivity and silence. Butterfly in the flower has no support in her heart. She can only believe in the knife in her hand.
The stump and the broken arm are flying all over the sky, and the knife is intuitive, regardless of anyone, whoever comes close, only kills!
"The god of the sword really lives up to its reputation"
Yi Chaohui took two steps back, waved his hand, and a group of men in black with heavy crossbows appeared, breaking through the rain of arrows and swept out.
Hua Zhongdie felt that the crisis was coming, and the sword danced all over the city, blocking the arrows that came flying.
It was stabbed, and there was another sound of torn clothes and silk, and the cold arrow brought out a black blood flower, which was inserted into the ground far away.
"Uh"
The poison attacked, and the butterfly in the flower stumbled and vomited a mouthful of ink red again.
The serious injury has not healed, the body is poisoned, and the butterfly wings are difficult to spread. He used to look down on the heroes of the world, but now he has a little bit of black and red, the god of the sword, and he is dead.
After the arrow rain, the army surrounded again, and the three princes attacked and killed with troops, and their moves were even more fierce.
"Butterfly Dance, Qingping"
Crisis added to the body, and the butterfly in the flower knew that the end was coming. The sleeves were wrapped around the knife, the knife appeared in the knife, and the burial flower, a white blade was drawn out, and the butterfly danced with two fronts, and the death was seen.
In the battle that was opened, countless black-clothed people had their heads in different places, and Hua Zhongdie stepped on his feet and left the battle with all his strength.
"Chase" Yi Chaohui waved his hand and said solemnly.
In the sound of the command, black streamers flashed across, and men in black swept out, hurriedly chasing after them.
Yi Hongmian, the ninth prince also turned into a streamer, chasing in the direction of Huazhongdie's departure.
The burial creek was filled with thunder, and the two of them who had been waiting for several days waited for the heavy rain again. This time, the rain was astonishingly heavy, and the rumbling thunder resounded throughout the mountain stream.
Several huge pits that Ning Chen had dug had already stored a lot of rainwater before, and in the rare heavy rain, all of them finally overflowed.
"Okay," Ning Chen said.
Bai Jiao nodded, and with a wave of his right hand, the water in the giant pit rolled backwards and rushed straight into the sky.
"Flying Waterfall"
Words follow the law, the sky and the earth are vast, and a huge waterfall reverses the nine days, hanging upside down, shocking the scene, shocking the world.
"Walk"
Bai Jiao grabbed the arm of the person beside him and stepped up the waterfall. Heavy rain poured in from all directions, constantly replenishing the water vapor scattered in the waterfall.
Time is pressing, and there is no room for any delay.
"Boom"
Thunder pierced the sky, and the pouring rain gradually became smaller as time passed.
Above the waterfall, the scattered water vapor is getting faster and faster, and the rain is gradually unable to make up for it, and there are various faults.
Seeing this, Bai Jiao sank in his heart, realizing that he could no longer hesitate, and with a clear whistle, he turned into a dragon.
The next moment, but seeing between heaven and earth, a pure white Flood Dragon spiraled out, rolled over someone who was stunned, penetrated the waterfall, and shot straight into the sky.
After more than ten breaths, a white light dashed out of the mountain stream and landed on the edge of the cliff. After transforming, he waved and threw someone aside.
The fog was shrouded in fog, covering the body of the demon, and the Bai Jiao, who had recovered his cultivation, looked at the human being in front of him and endured it many times before he suppressed the urge to slap him to death.
Ning Chen got up, checked himself carefully, and found that he was not injured, then he gave Bai Jiao a middle finger, turned his head and left.
"Wait," Bai Jiao said coldly.
Hearing this, Ning Chen immediately stopped, turned around and said vigilantly, "You swore that you would wait for half a year, wouldn't you forget it so soon?"
"Chicken-hearted"
Bai Jiao snorted coldly and said, "Give me a hint of Fengyuan, and I will kill you a month later."
When Ning Chen heard this, he turned around and left. Thinking of him as a fool, raising tigers? He couldn't beat this guy in the first place, and if he gave him a hint of Fengfengyuan, if we met in the future, wouldn't he be tortured to death.
"Two months!" Bai Jiao bargained for the price.
Ning Chen continued to walk, as if he didn't hear it.
"Three months!" Bai Jiao continued to increase the price and said.
Ning Chen walked faster and was about to run.
"Half a year" Bai Jiao said with a hint of anger in his tone.
Ning Chen was about to start running.
"A request" Bai Jiao gritted his teeth.
Ning Chen turned his head and walked back, saying no earlier and asking for sincerity.
"Don't chase and kill me after half a year," Ning Chen said decisively.
"This can't be done, except for this, as long as the deity can do it, it can be done," Bai Jiao said solemnly.
Ning Chen turned his head and walked away, there was no more to talk about.
"It's better if you don't promise. At most, the deity will wait for the first half of the year, and then I will kill you. All Fengyuan is mine." Bai Jiao sneered.
Ning Chen heard the words, stopped, and walked back again.
"make a deal"
"Knowledge"
The corners of Bai Jiao's mouth curled with a hint of coldness. With the origin of the phoenix, helping him to cultivate is the next thing. The main thing is that no matter where this despicable and shameless human goes after half a year, don't even think about escaping from its palm.
Ning Chen didn't know that a certain demon still had this ability, so he handed over a drop of his original effort, and immediately turned around and left. This time, he will never look back.
Bai Jiao looked at the phoenix blood in his hand, and a little brilliance flashed in his eyes. This disaster was a blessing in disguise, and he accidentally realized that it was worth it.
Of course, it would be better without this insidious and cunning human being around.
In addition, it is time to repay the palm given by the supreme human being.
The academy, the pavilion in the lake, and Yi Qingqiu stood in the pavilion, looking more and more worried.
At this moment, the blue bird flew over and sent a message from a thousand miles away.
Yi Qingqiu's face changed, and the scholar heard the trace of Butterfly in the Flower.
It's just that her condition doesn't seem to be very good, and it is even said to be very dangerous.
In the midst of a calamity, the devil is deep, and if he can't get over it, he will be considered lucky if he loses his martial arts. Whether he can save his life, no one knows.
Compared with this, the more urgent trouble is that since the academy can find the trace of the butterfly in the flower, it means that other people who are interested must also be able to.
"Senior, the butterfly in the flower is in danger, please take a trip and bring her back as soon as possible"
Thinking of this, Yi Qingqiu opened her mouth immediately and said with a sound transmission.
At the entrance of the academy, the gatekeeper opened his eyes, got up immediately, and nodded solemnly.
The old man set out, and just as he was about to leave, a red light streaks across the sky before appearing in the academy.
Seeing the former, the old man took a step and looked shocked. The next moment, the old man regained his senses and said solemnly, "Go and save Huazhongdie, it may be too late if it's too late."