A strange voice suddenly appeared in front of her, causing Su Changqing to hide her figure subconsciously.
While holding his breath, he also activated the spirit concealment talisman on his body, completely integrating himself into the surrounding environment.
Su Changqing's eyes were fixed on the movement in front of her, but for a moment, the sound gradually became clearer from far to near. At the same time, a line of invisible blood-red light passed almost close to the ground. It was extremely fast and quickly wrapped around A pair of feet wearing black boots.
The owner of those feet was also extremely fast. He turned over and narrowly avoided the oncoming blood line. His dodge movements were extremely skillful and his speed was astonishing. It was comparable to that of a scumbag student. Muscle instinct formed by hiding from the teacher's chalk attack while dozing off in class.
With the raging wind, the entangled figures are constantly being pulled in and enlarged, becoming clear in vain.
Su Changqing finally saw the appearance of the visitor. The first thing that caught her eye was a pair of eyes full of blood and indifference. The blue headband and white hair were fluttering with the strong wind. The soul-grabbing lock was wrapped around her left upper arm, which was sharp. Its hooks and claws reflected a dull light and a certain degree of ferocity.
This person looks like he is just a young man. His appearance is as unruly as the blazing sun, his brows are cold, and the aura exuding from his body is not that of an ordinary righteous person, but more like a demon cultivator.
Could it be that this person is a demon who is unable to cultivate?
Su Changqing guessed in her heart.
But if he was a demon cultivator, how did he get into this secret realm of Xiantian?
Su Changqing couldn't see through this person, whether it was his cultivation or his identity. She suppressed the doubts in her heart and continued to focus on the situation ahead.
Tangled with it was a man wearing a black robe, and his face was covered by a hood.
Su Changqing's eyebrows twitched fiercely: "..."
Could this be Zuo Nanxing? !
Su Changqing carefully felt the energy of the man in black robes, and then he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Strange Qi machine.
It's not Zuo Nanxing.
When the man in black robe raised his head, the veins on Su Changqing's forehead jumped violently. While she was horrified in her heart, she was even more sure that this man was not Zuo Nanxing.
The appearance of the man in black robe in front of me can be said to be extremely... weird and complicated. The left and right sides of his face have an extreme sense of separation. The left half of his face is as white as jade, like a green young man, while the right half of his face is rotten and rotten, leaving half of it empty. The white bones, and even more so the flesh under his face, were rolling. Upon closer inspection, there were actually mouthworms crawling under the flesh.
Su Changqing clenched her fists. If she hadn't been strong enough, seeing this face that was gradually turning into a rotting corpse as if it had just been buried, she would probably have retched on the spot, even if she suppressed it hard at the moment. With this uncomfortable feeling, she also felt that the hair on her hair stood up in vain, and her sn level dropped sharply.
Who is this person?
Su Changqing frowned. She believed that her memory was not bad. In addition, the characteristics of these two people were also very obvious. If she had seen them, it would be impossible for her to be unimpressed. She could be sure that they were at the entrance to the secret realm. , indeed I have never seen these two people.
So where did these two people come from?
Could it be...
Is there actually another entrance to this secret realm of Xiantian?
Or could it be that these two people were already in this secret realm before these sect disciples came here?
There is another guess that these two people are people who originally existed in the secret realm.
Su Changqing felt a slight chill on her back for no reason.
At this moment, the man in black robe took the lead in launching an attack, and the cold aura from his body radiated out, and a ball of red flame suddenly appeared in his hand. The flame did not have any temperature, but was only icy cold. In an instant, it was like a red flame. It turned into hundreds of flickering blood lines and headed towards the white-haired young man.
The white-haired young man's eyes suddenly became full of blood, and he avoided the bloodline attack like lightning. His movements were so fast that the naked eye could hardly catch the trajectory of his movements, and could only see the afterimages.
In just a moment, the person was behind the man in black robe, and his soul was locked instantly.
The breath fell off his upper arm, and the next moment he was holding it in his hand. There was no fancy flat swing in one move. It didn't seem to be fast or powerful, but it hit the opponent's back without any hindrance. The flesh and blood spattered from the hook.
The opponent's back was instantly covered in blood.
The Soul Hook hangs down.
The wind blew up the claws that were still stained with blood.
Flash after flash.
With three points of evil nature.
The man in black robe felt the pain and subconsciously took a few steps forward. However, he reacted instantly and quickly fell back in the air. Using his tiptoes to gain strength, he was soon several feet away from the white-haired young man.
As soon as he stood still, drops of blood flowed down from the ground.
The normal half of the black-robed man's face showed an angry look, and he obviously hated the white-haired young man for hurting him. He gritted his teeth and said: "Xie Xuangan, you are looking for death!"
After the words fell, a spell filled with evil spirit came out as his fingers flew. The black mist came out from the hands of the black-robed man in an instant, and a cold wind of fishy and rotten air swept across the place, and the surrounding area became dark in vain. It fell down, as if falling into the dark abyss.
The black mist that had almost solidified into substance suddenly turned into several rays and attacked the white-haired young man from all directions.
The black mist attack swept across from top to bottom, and the white-haired young man had to step back and dodge. The next moment, he made a sharp turn to avoid the incoming black mist. The black mist attack suddenly missed and fell to the ground.
As the blow fell, many holes of different depths were left on the vast ground, all over the land.
The white-haired young man casually shook the hook on his hand, and a clanging sound of iron chains was heard in the blink of an eye. The next moment, the hook and claws, wrapped in a fierce aura, suddenly swept straight out.
If you are hit by this hook, your muscles and bones will definitely be broken.
The man in black robe turned and moved sideways, narrowly escaping the attack of Soul Hook Lock. He missed the attack and fell to the ground, blasting the ground with holes.
Su Changqing's eyes did not move at all, watching the fight between the two men intently, and thinking about the words of the man in black robe just now.
Xie Xuangan?
Is this the name of the white-haired young man?
The weapon is the Soul Hook and the white hair.
First of all, we can exclude Tianxing Sect, Zhenwu Sect, and Beast Control Sect. Could this person be from Xuance Sect or Beixian Sect?
But of these two sects, the former is a Taoist sect that specializes in Five Elements Bagua and Qimen Dunjia; while the latter belongs to the stable nanny sect, which focuses on the four arts of alchemy, talisman formation, and cultivation, and all members carry out the technical skills to the end, so It can also be called a sect of technical geeks. They have deep pockets when fighting against others, and their output depends entirely on smashing magic weapons.
If we really talk about it, the disciples of these two sects should not be as strong as the white-haired young man in front of them.
You can also cross it out.
Thoughts failed.
Su Changqing wrote down the name first.
While she was thinking, the white-haired young man jumped up, as if riding the wind, and landed on a dead tree a few meters away. With a little help from his toes, his hooks and claws shone coldly, and he was already holding the Soul Hook to kill. .c
Su Changqing: "!!!"
This week I will be recommending it on K. If you cuties have extra recommendation votes, please feel free to drop them on me~
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