The scene became quite weird.

Two people, one is to split Huatong, the other is to cut across the world!

"Chichi!"

Two ear-piercing shattering sounds sounded at the same time, and gorgeous blood flowers bloomed from Zhuge Duhan's shoulders, shooting three meters high.

However, the middle-aged man is even more miserable.

The moment before his sword light fell, Zhuge Duhan's I knew that the epee came first, one step ahead of him, and cut his body into two pieces!

It was this momentary difference that allowed Zhuge Duhan to avoid the fate of being cut in two with a single sword.

Because at that moment, when the middle-aged man was attacked, the power in his body retracted automatically, and then, most of the power was scattered with the wind, and the power that was cut on Zhuge Duhan's body was already just the remaining power of the sword .

The middle-aged man was at a loss for a moment, he didn't understand why his strength had weakened, and then he didn't understand why he suddenly became shorter.

When he looked back, he found his remnant body with blood and internal organs flowing all over the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a heart-piercing pain surrounded him, and a black light suddenly appeared before his eyes!

Even if it is a strong man in the Martial Emperor Realm, if he is cut in such a way, there is no possibility of surviving at all!

Even when he died, the middle-aged man didn't understand, how could his body in the Martial Emperor Realm be easily broken by a martial artist at the peak of the Martial Emperor?Even if he is holding a sharp magic weapon, it shouldn't be so sharp.

"boom!"

Falling down heavily, the middle-aged man will not die with peace in his eyes!

Zhuge Duhan held a strong grudge in his mouth, stabbed his sword into the ground, and let the blood flow all over his body.

The darkness in front of him was getting thicker and thicker, and just before Zhuge Duhan fell down, he saw a pair of beautiful little feet wearing gold-edged embroidered shoes appearing in front of his eyes.

He wanted to raise his eyes to see who the other party was, but for Zhuge Duhan, this action was more difficult than ascending to the sky.

Just before he fainted, Zhuge Duhan only heard a sigh.

"Ask the world, what is love..."

"Swish!"

In the depths of the forest, the plants covered with thorns moved aside one by one as if they were spiritual, and then three figures walked quickly between the forest roads.

After they passed by, the plants closed together again with very quick movements.

Run, run endlessly, keep running, Le Bing, Xi Wuling, and Baby have exhausted all their strength to run.

Hanshilin is within easy reach!

As long as you reach the small valley and activate it through a special technique, you can officially enter Hanshilin.

At that time, everyone can basically be said to be safe.

However, everyone's luck was a bit bad.

When the three of them were still looking at Leng Meiying exhaustedly and landed in the valley with a hint of excitement, a white figure standing in the cold wind appeared in front of their eyes.

The snow-white figure is slender, tall and straight, with a golden and red curved strange sword on his back, but his eyes are calmly closed. The scars on the corners of both eyes and the bridge of the nose tell others that he is invisible.

It was such a strange figure that blocked Le Bing and the three of them, and the hearts of the three sank in an instant!

It seems that those people in the palace are really not stupid. They know that the goal of everyone is the Hanshilin.

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