Under One Person: Inheriting the Soul of the Sword, Luo Tian Dajiao at the beginning

She died as a princess, even if she became a ghost, she exudes gentleness. Such a ghost can deter people only with strength.

On the other hand, I was on the contrary. The aura of the previous frantic battle caused ghosts and gods to fear.

Without Saya's help, it would definitely not be recognized by the Iron Law of Huangquan.

Although this process is more uncomfortable than killing yourself.

"Go back."

Lin Xiu's attitude towards Saya is obviously different from the other two ghosts and gods.

Gentleman with a voice, it seems that she is still a princess.

Saya's cheeks were already ghostly, without much micro-expression, she just gave Lin Xiu a deep look.

"Thank you."

He left a thank you and disappeared.

The archbishop of Jiajia Village was desperately beaten.

After being left alone for a long time, only the last high priest in black was left.

Still stuck in the ice cube.

The ice and snow ability disappeared, but it still couldn't struggle away.

He didn't make up the knife, turned around and walked towards Jia Zhengliang.

His expression at the moment was like that of a scholar who saw dragons fighting against tigers at the foot of the mountain.

Dementia is about to become the second idiot.

In the scene just now.

Those two bishops are not even worthy of a foil.

A hundred ghosts attack and devour ghosts and gods.

Any scene placed outside is enough to become a myth, a story with a long history.

In front of him, it happened at the same time!

Still on the same person.

Just now, I also questioned that he even had to fight for the death of two archbishops.

I deeply believe in the various sects, and I have studied him thoroughly long ago.

What disadvantages, what advantages, what abilities, all aspects.

He thought he knew everything clearly and could kill at any time.

But now I just want to give myself two slaps, what kind of dog is shining, how can such a strong person be able to study through mere mortals?

"Next, solve it yourself."

Lin Xiu left without expression.

Only the high priest of GBL, who was frozen into an ice sculpture, and Jia Zhengliang, who was lingering on his last breath, were left behind.

Solve it yourself?

Can you do it yourself?

Jia Zhengliang stood up tremblingly, and staggered to the side of the high priest.

Look at it that killed all the brothers in Jiajia Village.

The feeling of cowardice was squeezed out of my heart again.

The flying blade on the ground was picked up and stabbed at the high priest.

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Every time you strike, the strength will increase unconsciously, and with one blow...

The high priest who had slaughtered dozens of people was killed by Jia Zhengliang, who had only a little strength left.

Brutally crushed!

There was a rumbling sound, and the ice sculpture shattered into several pieces and smashed to the ground.

Without the ice sculpture to rely on, Jia Zhengliang fell to the ground again, and the ice fragments on the ground scratched him.

Fresh blood spreads quickly on ice.

Mixed with the blood that was freeze-dried by Saya.

It seems to be telling the dead clansmen with blood.

Look, I, Jia Zhengliang, did it!

You did not die in vain!

It's just that among the corpses all over the place, not a single spirit body cheered for him.

This joy, like the previous despair, can only be enjoyed by him alone.

This victory was bought by the clansmen with their lives and spiritual bodies.

Jia Zhengliang's sadness covered up the pain of the wound.

For him, it was like a new life.

Maturity is not something that develops gradually with age.

But at a certain moment, when the knot in the heart is suddenly opened, maturity will naturally be generated in the heart.

Jia Zhengliang is no longer as immature as before, and he will no longer do the stupid thing of making phone calls during battle.

Not to mention thinking that the world is invincible like a reckless man.

He cherishes the maturity gained in exchange for dozens of lives.

"This is?"

He fell to the ground, opened his eyes and looked ahead.

Two flying blades with different lights.

As soon as you hold it in your hands, it emits a bright breath and warms the sad heart little by little.

Another flying knife exuding a dark aura lay in the middle of the broken ice.

God's favor was not in vain, they fought to the last drop of blood.

In exchange for this supreme artifact.

The terrifying power emanating from it.

In his impression, the one in Lin Xiu's hands was second only to——

Black Knife Dark Moon.

But I was so tired, lying next to the ice cubes, I felt as heavy as if my body had been injected with mercury.

Can't fall asleep here, won't wake up.

Only then did Jia Zhengliang understand what Lin Xiu meant.

What he said was to start over, not to save him, but to change the ending from defeat to victory. .

Whether he can survive in the future, and what this battle can bring him.

All on their own.

"Okay, you are a master of all natures. This temper is right."

Jia Zhengliang couldn't help smiling, he hadn't been this cheerful for a long time.

Even hell, I have to go with Lin Xiu!

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Xia He was afraid that Lin Xiu would fall to the ground in the next second, and worriedly helped him walk a long way.

Restlessness in the body, severe pain all over.

No matter how Xia He injected the bone scraping knife from his back and chest, he couldn't hold back.

Unable to bear it any longer, Lin Xiu hugged her tightly.

The tightly attached body absorbs her power without refusal.

Xia He went all out, and the slight sweat carried a long fragrance into the nasal cavity.

Assisting this ability can get twice the result with half the effort.

Fortunately, Xia He's advantages in figure and beauty made Charm even more effective.

The depressive effect is even worse.

Just ten minutes.

Xia He was exhausted.

The whole body was hung on Lin Xiu's body, and he didn't fall to the ground with his legs limp in the first moment.

It just hung with both hands, but couldn't hold it, and slid down a little bit.

Fortunately, Lin Xiu pushed her knee on one leg and gave her a seat.

It didn't fall directly to the ground.

The sudden seat made her gasp.

With slightly red cheeks, she wanted to find a topic to ease the pink atmosphere.

"Master, how is your recovery?"

"Not so bad."