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Chapter 246 Hundred Miles of Blood River! (seeking subscription)

"I was entrusted by someone to come here to save you."

While speaking, the white-clothed man waved his sleeves, and the broken tripod appeared, and the four maids were taken in.

"you are?"

"Ximen Chuixue?"

Princess Yifang likes to collect anecdotes and anecdotes from all over the world, and she is very familiar with these masters who appear suddenly.

The appearance and clothes of the man in front of him quickly reminded people of the sword fairy who just appeared for a moment and then suddenly disappeared.

But for some reason, she felt that the man in front of her seemed to give her an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

This is a woman's intuition, there is no reason at all.

The man in white nodded and said nothing.

"Dare to ask senior, who entrusted you?"

When Princess Yifang heard that he was entrusted by someone, she immediately showed surprise, thinking of the man who made her worry.

"I'll talk about this later, let me get rid of these rotten turtles first!"

The sword light flickered in the white-clothed man's hand, and a long sword as black as ink appeared in his hand.

"cut!"

A cold and stern voice came from Ximen Chuuxue's mouth, and Senhan's sword light suddenly lit up, and as the sound fell, the long sword in Ximen Chuuxue's hand seemed to be slashed out slowly.

At this moment, Prime Minister Gui, who was still swimming forward, suddenly felt a terrifying murderous aura emerge in his body.

"not good!"

Prime Minister Gui showed panic, he didn't understand why the green dragon demon king suddenly went crazy, he was about to ask via voice transmission, when he felt a sharp pain coming from his stomach, and then his eyes were completely illuminated by a snow-white sword light .

"What a powerful sword energy."

Prime Minister Turtle muttered to himself, and then his whole body was torn apart by the sharp sword light. Even his tortoise shell, which could withstand the attack of a peak monk of the first rank, was cut into pieces in an instant under one blow of the sword. broken pieces.

The vast and incomparable sword light, centered on Prime Minister Gui, swept across the hundreds of miles of Xuanjiang River in an instant. Where the sword light passed, thousands of shrimp soldiers and crab generals were all killed by the sword light, without missing a single one.

The surface of the Baili Xuanjiang River was dyed blood red in an instant, and there were monster limbs and arms floating everywhere.

He Pingan didn't have the slightest psychological burden to kill these shrimp soldiers and crab generals. Each of these monsters was full of evil spirits, and it was obvious that they had eaten more than one person.

Even if they were all killed, there would be no one innocent.

"Shh!"

A phantom in the shape of a turtle appeared several miles away, and one flickered, fleeing to the distance again.

"You little bastard reacted quickly, and the soul escaped."

A cold light flashed in He Pingan's eyes, and the black sword in his hand was about to cut off.

"You can't kill me, the Cyan Flood Demon King won't let you go."

Prime Minister Gui Ying felt that he was being targeted by the murderous aura, so he quickly opened his mouth to threaten.

"Do you think I can pretend to be him, the Cyan Flood Demon King, and still be alive?"

He Pingan chuckled, and slashed out with a sword. The cold light of the sword crossed several miles, and slashed on the phantom.

The demon king is also dead, Daxuan is indeed a forbidden place of the demon race, if I had known earlier, I shouldn't have come to Daxuan's last thought flashed in Daxuan's mind, Prime Minister Gui was torn to pieces by the sword light, fell completely, and his soul was extinguished.

"Shh!"

The figure flickered, Ximen Chuuxue in white, stepping on clouds of seven colors, and Princess Yifang in a red wedding dress stood beside her, floating on the blood-red river.

Under the shining of the setting sun, the Baili Blood River glowed with blood, as if the sky and the ground were all blood red.

Two slender figures, one red and one white, stood floating in the air, with their skirts fluttering, like exiled immortals. They seemed a little out of place in such a bloody place.

Cut off thousands of demons, no blood on one piece of clothing
At this time, Princess Yifang was released from the restraint by He Pingan and regained her freedom. Seeing the corpses of monsters and beasts in front of her, she couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

It was a near-death situation just now, but this sword fairy, Ximen Chuuxue, immediately solved her predicament.

"Senior, I wonder who entrusted you?"

Princess Yifang asked expectantly.

"An old man."

He Pingan asked.

"An old man?"

Princess Yifang asked suspiciously.

"Yes, a bad old man in a sloppy Taoist robe, called Taoist Sanlun."

He Pingan explained, emphasizing his tone, it seems that only in this way can he conceal his guilty conscience.

"Martial Sage Riding a Dragon, the Three Crazy Taoists?"

Princess Yifang showed doubts, although she was the princess Daxuan, she didn't know the three crazy Taoists.

He was even more curious in his heart, why the martial saint riding a dragon thought of saving himself, but didn't come in person.

He Pingan felt that he was getting more and more wrong, so he stopped explaining, glanced at the dark cloud-covered sky in the distance, frowned and said: "You first hide in the small cauldron to avoid it, the East China Sea monster dragon is coming."

When Princess Yifang heard this, she didn't quite believe it at first, but then she glanced into the distance.

I saw hundreds of miles away, a group of dark clouds with a radius of tens of miles drifted towards this side at an alarming speed, and suddenly his face changed, and he entered He Ping'an's small cauldron.

He Pingan thought to himself that it was a fluke, but fortunately he kept those albums close to his body and did not put them in the small tripod.

Otherwise, seeing Princess Yifang and making her misunderstand that she is a disciple, wouldn't she die on the spot?
"Boom!"

As the dark clouds got closer and closer, a little golden light flashed in He Ping'an's eyes, and he easily saw through the cyan dragon that was covered by the dark clouds and was turning over and over again.

The body of the cyan dragon spread out, several miles long, the whole body was blue and black, the huge dragon's head protruded slightly, and the red eyes, like two sunsets in the sky, despised everything and looked at He Pingan from a distance.

In a blink of an eye, the cyan dragon flew closer and closer, and it had already arrived in front of He Pingan.

"It was you who killed Qingjiao and robbed my Princess Daxuan?"

The cyan dragon was entrenched in the void, like a mountain, looking down at He Pingan with a voice like thunder.

"Not bad!"

He Pingan did not deny it, and with a wave of his hand, he threw a huge flood dragon head into the air.

I saw the broken neck where the dragon's head was bloody and bloody, the cross section was as smooth as a mirror, and it seemed that there was no room for resistance at all, so it was decapitated by a sword.

Originally, according to He Ping'an's idea, the Qingjiao Monster King would not be beheaded so early.

It's just that when the wedding party entered the city, the Qingjiao Demon King secretly sneaked into a farm thousands of miles away from Daxuan, preparing to devour the entire farm.

He Pingan has been observing the green dragon monster king secretly. Seeing this scene, he knew that the dragon could not stay any longer, so he simply beheaded him with a sword, and pretended to be the green dragon monster king, and followed the wedding party all the way here.

I chose a sparsely populated place before I was ready to do it.

"Die!"

As soon as He Pingan's words fell, the cyan dragon stretched out its dragon claws in an instant, and grabbed him with lightning speed.

He didn't report his identity, didn't ask the reason, he took action as soon as he said it, and there was no script in which the villain died of talking too much.

Before the dragon's claw fell, a force of space confinement blocked the surrounding area thousands of feet away. He Ping'an seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to move an inch, let alone avoid it.

"Sword come!"

He Pingan said softly, the crow's sheath sword hidden somewhere made a shrill whistling sound, pierced through layers of dark clouds from the sky, and landed in He Pingan's hands.

As the black scabbard sword fell into his hand, He Ping'an's aura suddenly rose a lot.

The invisible sword energy was cut out from every pore of the body, piercing the surrounding space with all the holes, and immediately lost its effect.

But he didn't just dodge it, instead he smiled softly, looked at the huge and ferocious dragon claw above his head, and only uttered a word: "Cut!"

With the mana in his body agitating, he tapped the crow sheath sword lightly in his hand, and a white sword light turned into an elegant plum blossom in the mid-air, and greeted the huge dragon claw.

A trace of contempt flashed in the eyes of the cyan giant dragon, and the dragon's claws suddenly accelerated, pinching towards the tiny plum blossom.

Before getting close to the plum blossom, layers of thick blue light appeared on the dragon claw, like an indestructible shield.

"Thorn."

Just as the dragon claw shrouded in blue light grabbed it, the plum blossom suddenly radiated endless white sword light, tearing small cracks one after another on the thick blue light.

The blue light circulated, and these cracks were quickly repaired.

But a small sword-qi Hanmei was pinched by the huge dragon claw at this time. The dragon claw, which could smash the mountain with one claw, could not crush the Hanmei completely.

In the huge longan, Wei Wei was a little surprised, and tried again to crush the plum blossom.

Seeing this scene, the black sword in He Pingan's hand was connected, bringing up countless phantoms, the sword light flickered, turned into countless elegant plum blossoms, and floated towards the dragon's claw.

one, two
Until the thousandth flower, the thick blue light above the dragon claw was finally torn apart by plum blossoms. For the first time, a tiny bloodstain was torn on the blue dragon claw.

　climax is coming

　　
　
(End of this chapter)