The Avalon of Five Elements Chapter 146: Sword out

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The rich night is its best cover.

The wings spread more than one meter, like the black body of a small dog with dark red streaks scattered, like the lava that is about to cool under the black rock, it is almost difficult to detect in the dark night.

Both eyes closed tightly, the unspoken calmness, the ripples it released enveloped the audience.

Its target is the man who exudes unique waves, and he feels a dangerous breath in him. Its undeveloped intelligence is not enough to make it understand why, perhaps the instinct for killing, the body that is ten times stronger than before still fully complies with the instinct.

The unique way of flying is like the migration of whales in the deep sea, quietly and silently.

The target has to flee, which is a common thing for it.

The dive speed is very fast, the two sides draw closer, and when it reaches halfway, its speed increases sharply, and its closed eyes open. Yin Hong's eyes are like red hot irons, his expression becomes cruel, with sharp white teeth and hissing sound of the wind.

Suddenly, the target below stopped and turned to face it.

It's a futile thing to run away, but it is more foolish to want to resist. It feels that the blood of within the body is burning, and the bloodthirsty killing intent makes it more exciting.

It continues to accelerate.

Attention is focused on Ai Hui on the blood bat, even if he has already been prepared psychologically, but he is still scared arrived by the speed of the blood bat.

Quickly!

The blood eyes of the blood bat draw a fascinating red light trace in the air. But the speed is too fast, so fast that Ai Hui's can't keep up with the blood bat.

What ’s more terrifying is that its sound of the wind is extremely small, with only a very thin hiss, just like a viper ’s letter.

This subverts the Ai Hui's cognition, the faster the other flight savage beast flight speed. sound of the wind will be bigger. The same is true of Arrows. The more powerful Arrows is, the stronger sound of the wind is.

But the blood bat swooping. sound of the wind is so small.

What's more terrible is that it is still accelerating!

Unreasonable!

Ai Hui in the heart gave birth to the urge to escape. He felt that his previous thoughts were really naive. At such a fast speed, how could those two girls keep up with the speed of terrifying?

He bluntly restrained in the heart's fear, and there was no possibility of survival at this time. How can two legs run over long wings?

Not to mention the speed of this animal has exceeded any Arrows he has seen!

Knowing that Ai Hui can no longer run away, he calms down, just like when he knew there was no choice before, he immediately had no idea of ​​in chaos.

He holds sword hilt.

The Dragon Ridge Flame's sword hilt feels very hard, and he wrapped the rope himself. So long in Embroidered Workshop. You can still do small things like wrapping your own sword hilt.

The sword hilt wrapped around the rope is very close.

I do n’t know why, when Ai Hui's focused on his sword, his heart calmed down.

He even thought that no wonder many sword manual talked about how sword cultivation should treat their flying sword. Some sword manuals also require that sword cultivation should refine their own flying sword, and the whole process should not be faked.

After refining the flying sword, sword cultivation will start the long nourishing.

Other cultivation magical treasure will be replaced frequently, but flying sword of sword cultivation will not. The vast majority of sword cultivation. There will be no more than one slap in a lifetime of flying sword. It is not uncommon for those who never change their swords in their lifetime and turn Fan Tie nourishing into divine armament sword cultivation.

Ai Hui found that his mind was still floating at this time. Also feel incredible.

He has no tension or fear at all. It seems that suddenly all the crises are lifted.

Holding the sword, he felt the touch from sword hilt, his mind was calm, and his frowning Sword Embryo suddenly became calm and powerful. The slack mind gathered along the sword body.

Ai Hui in the heart is sad and unhappy, his hind knees are slightly bent, and his waist is sinking a little. Bend your elbows and close the sword, sword hilt straight to the chest. The tip of the sword rose. The black sword body is deep and dull, with seven brilliant red crystals. Like a mysterious island that surfaced.

His movements are soothing, there is no danger, no momentum.

Short black hair that is hard like steel thorns, and the silver is spreading quietly at the root of the scalp. The eyes are still indifferent and calm like water.

His world is extremely quiet.

Even the slight hissing noise disappeared. The sword in his hand was very stable. The body of the two hundred 10 kilograms was motionless like a rock. He could feel the breeze passing by the tip of the sword, he could feel the slow airflow, and was divided into two by the blade, they were close to the surface of the sword body, sliding like a stream of water.

Just now Ai Hui is continuously injecting elemental force into Sword Embryo, allowing its world to continue to expand its borders and extend further.

However, this time the experience is completely different. He feels that his world is shrinking like a net, shrinking to his sword. He could clearly feel the tiny depressions and cracks on each surface of the seven crystals.

This feeling is amazing.

Not far away, Shi Xueman and Sang Zhijun in the eyes, who witnessed this Ai Hui temperament have undergone tremendous changes, were shocked.

Especially Shi Xueman, she has seen Ai Hui take action, that glorious and splendid sword, which she still cannot forget now, it is the most amazing sword she has ever seen. Since that time, she has always felt that Ai Hui's sword art is excellent.

But nothing more.

During the decline of sword art, sword art's outstanding performance does not mean anything. Since the establishment of Five Way Heaven, there has never been a sword art Great Grandmaster, and even those so-called sword art Master, half of them are self-styled swindlers.

However, Ai Hui at this moment gives her a very different feeling.

Without brilliance, without brilliance, Ai Hui is like a sculpture, a rock, a deep pond.

I have seen Shi Xueman from various masters since my childhood, and my eyesight is much stronger than the average person. She knows how powerful it is, and the deeper the calm, the more intense the storm will brew.

Shi Xueman does n’t dare to look too much. The Ai Hui, which is as quiet as a sculpture, has an indescribable appeal and is breathtaking.

She has not forgotten her duties, they have only one chance. If they have a problem, Ai Hui will die on the spot. A faint mist filled her back, which was steaming. This is the performance of her water elemental force to the extreme. She desperately wants to lock down the blood bat, but no matter how hard she tries, she can't lock the blood bat.

It's too fast!

Blood bats opened their eyes. Shi Xueman can see the strange light scar, but she tried her best. Only its afterimage can be captured.

Sang Zhijun didn't even notice her biting her lips, her forehead was covered with sweat beads.

She could not capture the blood bat.

Just when they had nothing to do, Ai Hui suddenly made a sword.

This is a very slow sword, slowly and gently, like a sword handed out.

The red light marks in the sky that are lightning fast but magical and destructive, and the slow sword of Ai Hui, have a very strong contrast in vision. Shi Xueman feels awkward about this scene. But her mind and eyes were involuntarily attracted by this sword.

When the tip of the sword reaches the end, the magical red lightning strikes through the sky, and it merges very slowly and quickly in the air.

Dark red blood claws and black sword tips seem to freeze.

There is no way to describe the awkward moment at this moment. Shi Xueman is like motion sickness, unspeakable uncomfortable, in the heart churning and disgusting. Sang Zhijun figure shook around her, but his face was white.

Boom!

Dullness is like the popping sound of a heavy drum, making everyone in the heart tremble.

A circular air wave visible to the naked eye. Suddenly erupted from between the tip of the sword and the blood claws.

Ai Hui is like drunk, his face suddenly rises blush, he twitched his teeth. It seemed to say something, but he didn't wait to spit out a syllable. He was like a small stone concentrated by hardwood sticks. He drew a afterimage in the air and hit the wall not far away. The hōng lóng wall collapsed.

For the first time, the body of the blood bat appeared in front of Shi Xueman and Sang Zhijun. The black body was covered with dark red markings, and the scary face was a moment of confusion.

Shi Xueman tolerates the discomfort of her chest. She knows that the most critical time is arrived. Without any reservation, the whole body of elemental force flooded into the dew that clasped between her fingers. Fingers pop up.

With a flash of light, the dewdrops in Shi Xueman's hands disappeared. Her whole body seemed to be vacant, crumbling.

The Sang Zhijun on the side was pale, but his eyes showed high fighting intent, and the Gold Wire Soft Bow in his hand was like a full moon, with three Rabbit's Hair Arrow(s)s on the string. Her fingers sandwiched the tails of three Arrows arrows, but the arrows were gathered together.

The three Rabbit's Hair Arrow(s)s have a faint silver light, and the faint sword intent is extremely sharp, giving the Sang Zhijun a little more surprise.

zhēng!

Three Rabbit's Hair Arrow(s)s merge into one in the air, turning into a more dazzling silver light.

Exhausted Sang Zhijun is even more unbearable than Shi Xueman. He walked back several steps, his legs softened, and his **** sat on the ground.

Shi Xueman's dewdrop hit the halo blood bat, and when the dewdrop touched the blood bat's body, it blew into a puffy tiny mist and penetrated into the blood bat's within the body.

The blood bat's body is stiff, and the moisture of its within the body is frantically gathering towards those tiny mists. But the blood of within the body is also rushing towards those fine mists, and they want to devour these rich elemental force's mists.

Blood bats are now the best targets.

The silver light emitted by Sang Zhijun hit the blood bat's head effortlessly.

The silver light burst suddenly, and the blood bat's head exploded into countless fragments.

The headless body of a blood bat is like boiling water. Suddenly, countless water vapors evaporate. The original hard skin like steel quickly loses its luster, becomes dry, and collapses.

A chubby figure pulling the Ai Hui from the ruins.

When Ai Hui was ejected, Fatty rushed out.

Ai Hui has passed out.

Do n’t say anything about Fatty, he put the gray Ai Hui on his back and ran towards Training Hall without saying a word.

The Sang Zhijun sitting on the ground watched the disappearing back of Fatty, mumbled: "Do not say hello, really ..."

"Save the heart." Shi Xueman, who recovered a little, pulled Sang Zhijun from the ground.

"What are we going to do now?" Sang Zhijun didn't have a little strength, and his face was blank for the rest of his life.

"Seek help." Shi Xueman released a distress signal.

She glanced at the direction of the disappearance of Fatty. in the heart was a bit worried, but did not know how the Ai Hui's was injured?

The shock of carrying blood bats in front is really amazing ...

Must be fine! (To be continued.)