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Chapter Twelve: The Fight of Misfortune

Shentu Youyou's red lips were bleeding, his spotless white clothes were dirty and messy, his eyebrows were deep, and his round hair was pale and colorless.

The sinister old man seemed to be angry, his hands turned and his breath was like a wild horse running in the river. He poured out of his body. The waning moon wheel, which was originally flying in the air, turned into a afterimage flywheel, and differentiated into three flywheels, flying towards the limit of the position where Shen Tu Youyou was, as fast as thunder, rushing and rushing rapidly.

"The crumbling moon! Hell-blooded!" The old man shouted angrily, and the entire ground trembled violently in an instant. The surging aura was pressing against Shentuo. Wherever he passed, there was no grass growing, mountains blocking the broken mountains, trees blocking the trees, and it was a scorched earth all over the ground.

"The skills of the sea!" Shen Tu Yoo looked up at the pressure that was as strong as the sea. Her beauty was tight, her white hair was messy, and she was chaotic and wantonly blown by this pressure, and her natural beauty turned into shock.

"Hehe! Girl baby! Don't blame me for destroying my hard work! I can't keep you!" The sinister old man shouted angrily, pinched the seal with both hands, and a complicated pattern quickly climbed and condensed, blessing on the waning moon wheel. With the blessing of the secret text, the waning moon wheel was bright and powerful, and the waning moon wheel, which was originally as clean as the moonlight, had black flames floating around his body.

The forest covered by Shentu Yoyo's ice sky instantly turned back to the dog days of summer, and the hot people were sweating in their temples.

"Slay!" The sinister old man's voice was narrow and rapid, and the ghosts cried and howled, making people feel chilled.

"Go" Shen Tu Yoo bit the green onion jade fingers lightly, and a drop of essence and blood dripped out. From the storage bag on his waist, a white light rushed out and turned into a busy sky. It turned out to be a jade realm. Shen Tu Yoo's breath was circulating all over his body, and he shouted angrily: "Shoot!"

After the evolution of the Jade Realm, a moon wheel that was exactly the same as the waning moon wheel, but the holy light was like white and clean morning light, magnificent and colorful.

"Touch!" The black and white moon wheels collided, and the entire sky roared continuously in an instant, like a big bell.

The two divine soldiers refused to give in to each other. The eagle struck the sky, and the needle pointed to the wheat rays, shaking waves of air, falling like waves, and the ten surviving soldiers were bleeding from the shocked orifices.

Bai Ziye, who was protected by the ice lotus, saw the cracks in the ice lotus, as if the roots and feet of an old tree were spreading wildly, but there was no way.

"Puff!" Shen Tu Yo opened his mouth and spit out bloody mist. His palms were shaking constantly, and his face was pale, which was much worse than before.

"Tsk tsk tsk! It's worthy of being a disciple of the general. Such a method! It's true that people can do it, but how much blood can you shed!" The sinister old man didn't feel sorry for seeing the dead soldiers. He licked his dry lips and fixed his eyes on the jade mirror in Shen Tuyo's hand, his eyes full of greed.

"Hahahaha! God treats me well! It seems that today is a must-have to kill people and grab treasures, girl! Thank you, I am! Go!" The sinister old man giggled, the thin old hand changed in front of his eyes, and kept pinching gestures and chanting spells. The black hat could not cover his red eyes.

"Bo...Bo...Bo!" Three waning moon wheels were divided in the second round, with a total of nine waning moon wheels surrounding the white waning moon wheels, making it impossible for them to break free. Two of them flew away from Shentu Yoyo's white moon wheels and flew towards Shentu Yoyo.

“Buzz!”

Two waning moon wheels buzzed in the air, turning into a black stream of light and pointed directly at Shen Tu. At this time, Shen Tu, gritted his silver teeth, stared at the black wheel with his black eyes, biting his tongue hard, and his sweet blood dyed his red lips red, looking charming and bloody.

Shentu Yoyo was about to spit out, and a black demon sword appeared behind him. The blade was extremely strange. After flashing several times in the air, it turned into a black stream of light and flew over.

"Crack...Crack!" The two waning moon wheels were directly dispersed by the black shadows, and even the black moon wheels confronted the white moon wheels in the air were buzzing.

The sinister old man even felt stuffy on his chest and vomited an old blood. He immediately put away his knife to protect himself, looked alert and shouted angrily: "Who!"

"Ah woo!" Accompanied by a wolf howl, the black knife filled with black air, as big as a hill. Then the black shadow urged him to go straight to the sinister old man.

The black shadow is like a black dog, and its hair is as dark as ink. The black hair is mixed with flames, which is even more eye-catching. It is a tail behind the black dog's butt. It is actually the same size as the body of this dog. It is said to be hair, but it looks like flames, pitch black, and there is also black air steaming from time to time.

The silver-white canine teeth are tightly clenched. If you are bitten, you may be killed by both spirit and body.

"Fighting the disaster!" Shen Tuyo's heart was relieved when he saw the dog. He was about to spit out the blood, swallowed it back and sat on the ground, completely different from the previous one.

The dog-shaped monster named Fu Fight ignored the woman and stared at the sinister man in front of her with fire, opened her mouth and barked, and spit out several feet of red flames.

The sinister old man did not dare to be careless and hurriedly closed his wheels to protect himself, but his speed was much slower. Most of his dark cloak was burned, revealing his thin skin, covered with burns and red blood, which shows the power of the flames of the disaster.

"The Demon Sword Fights! Unexpectedly, even he came! Today I admit defeat! Say goodbye!" The old man also knew that he was no match for the master behind the fight, so he jumped and was about to escape.

"Stretch and flex the wood!" A faint sound came, and a yellow spear was like a wooden carved yellow dragon, constantly magnifying and retracting in the air. Tens of thousands of tender green leaves spread on the pale yellow spear, instantly lush, surrounding the sinister old man.

"The waning moon shines in the sky!" The old man was furious. The black moon wheel ignited a substantial black flame and slashed straight towards the flexing wood. But the next second, a black shadow flew over and opened his bloody mouth. He bit it suddenly. In an instant, the waning moon wheel was held in his mouth. The mark left by the sinister old man on the waning moon wheel was completely eliminated.

"Puchi!" The Canyue Wheel lost contact. The sinister old man vomited black blood and fell to the ground. The next second he stretched out and bent the wood to differentiate countless torsoes, entangled the old man's body, pierced the tiny branches into the old man's body, sealed his acupoints, and absorbed the spiritual energy from his body to provide him with his body, so as not to explode his killer move, and occasionally make a few fruits, swallowed by the disaster and bitten into his abdomen.

"Ah...ahh!" The old man in the Yinfeng screamed. He was a powerful man in the Huhuaquan realm. He was a powerful man everywhere. He was subdued in only three seconds. His cultivation was blocked and he was about to be destroyed. The old man in Yinfeng waved his hand in a panic and said, "No! No! Don't kill me! Don't!"

Wen Qian flew over in red clothes. The fight that he wanted to eat was a feast, swallowed a mouthful of red fruit, turned into a demon knife, and buried it on Wen Qian's waist. The waning moon wheel of the ownerless thing flew into Wen Qian's palm.

Wen Qian looked at the Can Moon Wheel carefully, and the corners of his mouth raised, as if he had recognized the weapon. Then a drop of essence and blood was exploring. The Can Moon Wheel did not even resist, but directly turned into Wen Qian's weapon, and then hovered around him, as if he had met his former friend.

The sinister old man looked at the scene in front of him, shook his head repeatedly, his eyes full of disbelief, and said in fear: "Impossible! This is impossible! How could Shouyang easily recognize you as the main leader! I...!"

The sinister old man was bleeding from his heart. He didn't want to accept this reality. In order to obtain this magic weapon, he used the power of the ox and tigers, and spent a lot of effort to make him recognize his master. But in the end, he was easily taken down by this young man, how could he accept it?

"I've seen the third lady! You're frightened!" Nangong Chenhu turned over and fell to the ground, bowing to Shen Tu.

"Well! Thank you for your hard work in General Nangong!" Shen Tu Yoyo didn't even look at Nangong Chenhu, and his big eyes stared at Wen Qian with his eyes fixed on him. The meaning of this was self-evident.

Wen Qian seemed not interested in interrogating the Yinxian old man. He reached out to take away the storage ring from the Yinxian old man's hand, and left it to Nangong Chenhu. With one hand, he waved his hand and directly turned into a yellow wooden gun, returning to Wen Qian's back.

"This guy...!" Nangong Chenhu had a black face and gave Xiao Xiao a look. Xiao Xiao understood it, and the next thing was to explore and explore the master.

But Xiao Xiao was planning to use soul searching technique, but the old man seemed unable to accept the blow and directly pulled out the body. Most of this was to keep the secret.

Fortunately, the Dantian was almost sucked by the flexion wood, and it did not cause too much damage, otherwise even Xiao Xiao would not have had any good results.

There is no way Xiao Xiao can only search the soul based on the remaining few people.

"Sister Shentu, are you okay?" Bai Ziye was just released from the ice lotus, and was still air conditioning. He was grateful and distressed to Shentu, and swore to the sky that he would marry her as his wife in the future.

However, Shen Tu Yoyo was too lazy to deal with this little brat. He came to Wen Qian with a slutty expression and plucked up his courage for a while: "Thank you... Thank you General Wen Qian!"

Wen Qian, wearing a mask, did not respond, but instead explored the storage ring carefully, as if looking for something useful to him. This posture seemed to be exactly the same as someone.

"General Wen! I have a new gun technique here! Take a look!" Shen Tu Yoo took out a table-sized stone slab from his arms, but Wen Qian finally made a move and bowed and said, "I already have someone I admire!"

After leaving this sentence, Wen Qian walked towards Nangong Chenhu without any hesitation. Pingjing's vocabulary mostly describes a woman's admiration for a man and her love is dead, but the man is playing hard to get and ignores her, but he does not refuse.

Wen Qian is the most disgusting about this kind of thing, boring! It’s a waste of time! And he really has people who miss you, so he doesn’t want to bother you too much.

Shen Tu Yoo was in the storm and rain. He was originally fighting with the sinister old man and was not as painful as he is now, and his heart was mixed.

Bai Ziye, who was eavesdropping on the side, smiled, poked his little head out, and comforted softly: "Sister Yoo! Don't be afraid! I will marry you in the future!"

Shentu Youyou was already heartbroken. When she heard Bai Ziye's words, she reached out and patted his little head. In an instant, Bai Ziye turned into an ice sculpture. It was not easy to thaw for a while.

Just in response to that sentence, a woman's face, in June, changes at any time, and turning her face is faster than turning a book.

Xiao Xiao came over the sword with a serious expression. Nangong Chenhu and Wen Qian gathered together. Nangong Chenhu took the lead and said, "But the people in the palace!"

"No! Although these people are military and military means! They are all using border killing techniques, not great realm techniques from the royal palace! They should not be sent by the royal palace, and there is no need for the royal palace to attack him, and no one knows his existence and identity!" Xiao Xiao is Nangong Chenhu's confidant, and he had known about Bai Ziye for a long time.

"That's strange!" Nangong Chenhu stood with his sword, looking at Bai Ziye who was frozen, with helpless eyes.

"Wait! There is no problem with the king! That is the boy's mother! There are many favored palace maids in the palace, so they soar into the sky. The mother is precious by the son, and the third prince is like this. Then this boy's mother!" Xiao Xiao didn't know much, but he still found clues.

"Indeed! And the Cang Yue Wheel that Wen Qian conquered just now seems to be extraordinary!" Nangong Chenhu stared at the things Wen Qian had just confiscated, but he didn't have the shame to snatch them. He could only choke him with those words.

"Take the people back first. I'm afraid that they won't kill Bai Ziye now! I'll set my sights on Hongguan again! It's time..." Xiao Xiao said his concerns, and this is what Wen Qian likes him. He has high cultivation, good talent and meticulous thoughts.

"No need to argue about this. This is a mountain road. As long as we are not from the palace, we can afford to mess with each other! Go back home!" Nangong Chenhu made the final decision and packed his bags and planned to leave.

Shen Tu Yoo took a deep breath, adjusted his mindset, looked at the three of them, still looking cold: "It's up here! My mission is over again, so I'll return to the sect!"

"Don't the third lady meet the general?" Nangong Chenhu stared at Shen Tu suspiciously and withdrew one or two cash.

"No!" Shen Tu Yoo shook his head, looked at Wen Qian deeply, then jumped in the air, and an ice phoenix flew over and carried Shen Tu Yoo into the distance.

"Sister Yoyo! When will we meet again?" Bai Ziye shouted loudly, but there was no response at all. It seemed that the two of them had just met by chance.

Bai Ziye, who had not received a response, looked quite depressed and was listless.

"Let's go!" Nangong Chenhu shouted angrily, and the three thousand tomb tiger army ascended and began to fly into the clouds and fog, rushing back to Hongguan.

Bai Ziye and Xiao Xiao rode together. At this time, Bai Ziye was quite curious about Wen Qian in red and white horse, and asked Xiao Xiao: "Who is this! Why is it so...slutty!"

"Uh..." Xiao Xiao looked at Wen Qian with a black look, and saw that he didn't seem to hear it. Then he breathed a sigh of relief: "You will naturally know when you arrive in the army in the future! What level are you in now!"

"I haven't practiced yet! But my father said! I can be allowed to practice when I arrive at Hongguan!" Bai Ziye sat on the winged tiger, bored.

"I haven't practiced yet!" Xiao Xiao looked shocked, staring at Bai Ziye suspiciously, carefully exploring his body, and then continued to ask: "How old are you!"

"I'm sixteenth this year!" Bai Ziye did not hesitate to tell him his true age.

"Sixteen years old!" Xiao Xiao looked surprised. The best golden age of warriors was missed in vain. What was their Majesty thinking?

Xiao Xiao didn't know and didn't dare to guess the holy intentions. He could only shake his head. This seedling was probably ruined. It seemed that when he arrived at the military camp, he could only throw it into the new army.
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