So What If You’ve Been Reborn? Chapter 345: Intercept and kill


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In the Valley of Ten Thousand Waterfalls, some people dig traps quickly, hoping to end early and leave, and some people are slow to look bad.

"Someone is staring at us."

Li Yan didn't look back, he could point out specially, the other party didn't just glance at it.

"The strength is not weak." A cruel coldness faintly appeared on Li Yan's face.

With his character, these days have become so comfortable that the bones are about to rust. All day long is cultivation except for cultivation.

Venerable Li Yan's ability is to start a casual training in the realm of struggling, and to fight to the death with the endless souls of the beasts in the fragments of the small world.

Just as Shi Feng was worried, Li Yan regretted that the immortals in the Valley of Ten Thousand Waterfalls still maintained their sanity and did not openly kill each other.

There are too many dead people, even if they don't go back, Xianjun Yu can't say anything, and other people don't notice that they take the opportunity to leave.

As for the current matter of the enemy-Cang Jie Yuan, the monster demon beast Demon Xiu wants to conquer the immortal world, and the immortals share the same hatred of the enemy, Li Yan is not half touched, and he still subconsciously classifies himself as the type of Demon Xiu.

What happened to the immortal world being captured by the monster demon, Li Yan didn't think it was much different from now. He even felt that such an immortal world was more pleasing to the eye and easier to deal with in the future.

After all, I have been a Demon Lord, and I understand better about the idea of ​​Monster Beast Demon Cultivation. Let's forget about the right way. Li Yan is not sure if he will be impatient and kill the talker directly.

Everything is reasonable, Li Yan will not.

The more chaotic the fairy world is, the more opportunity Li Yan sees, if it weren't for an unknown shadow of the fairy world's collapse, he might even have the heart to stir up chaos with his own hands.

Shi Feng Chen He did not deliberately hide his aura, in the eyes of others, he can estimate the realm of Luo Tianshang.

This makes many immortals wisely find another target, but in the eyes of the immortals who think they are capable, Shi Feng Chen He’s shortcomings are also obvious: Although on the side of Yu Xianjun, except for each other In addition, no one is close to them, not even normal conversations. People who are "single" in their forces have always been the best targets.

No matter how many Xiaoxian died, it was not a problem.

Think about it, kill the other two Luo Tianshang, this can be a great achievement.

Life in the immortal world is not easy. Unless you want nothing and wait for 100,000 years, if you want a more suitable method, you can only work hard in front of the fairy and the gods.

Is it quick to realize the practice by oneself, or to kill oneself quickly?

The so-called fairy world is a name that people call out, and fairy is an imagination. Really speaking, immortals are only more capable than mortals and monks, not better.

Because there is no such a harsh little world as Fuchu Tiandao!

The trouble is about to come to the door, and Shi Feng feels that it is useless to worry, so he can only say to Li Yan, who is not looking good, "There are seniors, you don't need to worry."

"..."

After being dumb for a while, Li Yan came back to his senses: Does Shi Feng think he has no sense of action?

They are all fighting and killing, and there is a little superficial effort to do, Li Yan thought coldly, as expected, the fairies who are soaring righteously are so troublesome.

The valley dug for traps is not narrow.

Everyone's things at hand are just so little, no matter how slow it is, it will be done.

The fairies left one after another, some in groups of three or five, and some were alone in disposition, who was calculating, the little fairies did not dare to speculate, and honestly squatted aside and waited for the last batch to leave. , To avoid being affected by the pond fish.

Nan Hongzi feels anxious.

He knew that the person who dared to beat his apprentices must also be Luo Tianshang. Maybe there would be more than one, or even more than a batch. If all of them died, then the Beixuan Tianzun would not notice the place where these kinds of immortals gathered. They blame it.

Although Nan Hongzi ran away privately with Shi Feng, to find the little apprentice.

However, Nan Hongzi has the deepest feelings for the Beixuan Sect among the three masters and disciples. He is unwilling to confront the ancestors of the Sect, and he does not want to be discovered by the people of the Beixuan Sect. They run to the opposite side. Hidden over there.

Speaking out is never an issue!

The stream is gurgling, and all the immortals who walked out of the valley just walked without a trace. I don’t know if they are waiting for the harm, or if they want to be killed and leave quickly.

In this section of the Ten Thousand Waterfall Valley, there are five miles of peach blossoms, crimson petals falling on the gravel river beach, and in the stream. After soaking, it shows a certain blurry beauty.

And an unnoticeable smell of blood.

"Someone did it."

The stream flows to the grotto. They walk up from the downstream, and it is easy to see the slight pink in the clear stream that is different from the petals.

"Really impatient." Li Yan smiled rather than smile.

He thought that spiritual power would be absorbed by the earth veins here, and those fights would always take place far away from the exit. He didn't expect that someone could not wait.

The smell of blood soon disappeared, and before it could flow into the valley, it spread to almost nothing.

All the way down, there is no clue, except for a few broken stones, and no dead bodies are visible.

I don’t know whether the ambushed person escaped smoothly or killed the opponent—the storage magic weapon can’t collect the living creatures, but it doesn’t matter if the dead ones are dead.

Li Yan turned to a remote fork road without any scruples.

Shi Feng didn't stop. Once he did it, he would naturally not let the other person go out alive and talk about the strangeness of their brothers.

"Huh?"

Li Yan felt that the group of people who had followed him had a subtle change in their aura and changed to another person.

Only one person.

I dare to follow them alone, it's not a little brave.

But as he walked away, Shi Feng's brows frowned, as if he was stumped by something. Li Yan glanced at him and quietly took out the strange weapon he had in his hand when he woke up, a bow knife. .

□□ happened at this moment.

The fierce wind hits and envelopes the entire fork road into the whirlwind. Although the aura is absorbed by the earth veins and a lot of it is lost, the other party seems to have lost the blood, and doesn't care.

The dazzling sword light rushed from all directions, making people suddenly wonder whether it was a magic weapon or a sword formation?

But in this whirlwind, Li Yan suddenly recognized a familiar feeling--

He slashed all the sword shadows easily. With a turn of the bow and knife, the sharp tools with two blades on both sides penetrated against the swirling current, and there was a bright red flying out in the silver arc.

Li Yan’s hand seems simple, but the angle is very tricky. Master Chi alchemy is very careful when making immortal implements. This bow knife ignores most orthodox talisman defenses. The slightest immortal implement is in Li Yanzhen. Under Yuan perfusion, it will turn into mud with just one cut.

The skill of this stalker is actually quite good.

In Li Yan's view, the injury of a rift is almost the same as not.

I understand that I underestimated the other party, and the boredom from the bottom of Yan Yan's heart was swept away, his eyes were focused, and his eyes were full of murderous interest. As expected, it is better than the fairy world. There has been no such "surprise" in the world for a long time. Feel like it.

The ground is full of scarlet red peach petals, which are swept around by the swirling current.

They are soft and unwarranted, and they should be crushed by the airflow in an instant, but the petals are still floating, only beginning to reveal a sharp sword intent.

The material has been used?

Li Yan has a lot of knowledge about various methods of cultivation.

Humans can pretend to be hypocrites for a lifetime, but the exercises often reveal their nature.

The upright and radiant air is used by the people of the aggregation group, and there is always an unspeakable uncomfortable energy. It is not an empty word to see the way by the law.

Li Yan's surprise is that since the other party can be so silent, why didn't they make a sneak attack? On the contrary, a violent wind was rolled up in advance, and the light of the sword was scattered without threat, as if to remind.

They all came forward to intercept and kill, still caring about the sneak attack?

The righteous monks and even the immortals are so stupid and cute, Li Yan sneered.

The bow and knife split back, and the flame flow wrapped up his body, about to turn the peach petal rain into ashes. Suddenly Li Yan saw a hand stretched out, firmly grasping his right arm holding the bow.

Li Yan hesitated subconsciously, and Shi Feng was swept behind him.

Shi Feng rolled up his sleeves, and the peach petals touched the sleeves, making a crisp sound like a torrent of rain.

The sleeves were stretched again, and there was no damage on the top, not even the petals, only the scattered pieces of frost condensed from the true essence, slowly melting into water droplets.

The cyclone blocked the entrance of the fork road, and the rocks rolled down, blocking the road.

Don't worry about the people in the back hearing the sound, look over here-no fairy is willing to waste true yuan to remove these big rocks one by one.

The person standing at the intersection is dressed in a white robe, and his face is not particularly old, with three strands of clear beard, Xuanhua divine, and powerful.

While holding a jade-colored long sword, the sword is semi-transparent, like a jade immersed in a cold spring, and it is beautifully clear.

The long sword was half-backed behind him, and he didn't assume an attacking posture. It looked like this when he retracted the sword and retreated after a blow.

Blood slowly oozes from his left shoulder, dyeing his robe a little light red, a shallow and long wound, which is a trace of being smashed by Liyan's bow knife.

The weapon is weird. When it is rotated and swept back, the wound it brings is very wide. Even if it is a fairy, the wound cannot disappear for a while.

He looked at Shi Feng carefully, then moved his gaze to Li Yan who was stopped by Shi Feng.

He felt the killing intent just now, so he retreated decisively--

"I didn't expect that a large trustee would almost ask for trouble."

The immortal holding a sword nodded his head. He fits the mortal's words very well. The image of the immortal speculated in the monk's mind is extraordinary, and he doesn't have much expression.

"How is your master?"

This familiar tone made Li Yan somewhat understand that the aura just now was familiar to him—the Beixuan faction came out a way.

"Master died hundreds of years ago, he was killed by Shi Feng himself."

Shi Feng did not back down, but lowered his eyes slightly: "Master is in the immortal world, so you should know about this."

The immortal said slightly: "If the disaster is left for a thousand years, is it easy for Nan Hongzi to die?"

"..."

"I saw it just now, there is a little real fairy Qiaoer and others with eager eyes. Although his face is very different from Nan Hongzi,..." The blue-clothed Cuijian fairy nodded, "Don't want to hide my eyes. ."

It happened that a group of people were staring at the two of Shi Feng.

He gave Shi Shiran his sleeves and deliberately swung around in front of Nan Hongzi, and followed him to become a oriole.

Shi Feng can think of Nan Hongzi's expression at the time.


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