After wearing the book, I was taken away by the little junior brother Bai Qihei

Chapter 128 The Swordsman
"Come out! Who are you?"

"Where did you get my companions?!"

"Speak, get out! Hey!!!"

While attacking, Qing Li Nuo ran on the hillside, trying to find a way to leave.

Until tired and out of breath.

That nasty voice never appeared again.

There is still an endless sea of ​​flourishing flowers in front of me, which is magnificent.

However, the girl was no longer excited and happy.

I have to get out of here.

But how can I get out?
I don't know what happened to Xiao Keai.

The girl's eyes were red with worry.

At this moment, Qing Li Nuo didn't know that she was trapped in an illusion.

Unless she can find a way to break the illusion.

Or the illusion was taken back.

Otherwise, she will not be able to get out until she dies.

In fact, everyone in the Xuantian Sect at this moment has fallen into an illusion born from their hearts.

Qing Li Nuo's captured desire is to become an outstanding alchemist like her master.

Therefore, there is no danger in her illusion.

On the contrary, it is very beautiful.

Of course, not everyone is so lucky.

For example, Brother Wenren.

The desire of the two to be captured is to defeat each other.

In the illusion, this desire is almost distorted and magnified to the extreme.

As a result, the two brothers faced each other's phantom.

They all have a strong desire to tear each other into pieces.

At this moment, the two of them are in the "battlefield of life and death" where thousands of people are empty and crowded.

Stand opposite.

The old hippie smile is gone.

The atmosphere is tense.

The decisive battle is about to break out.

There is a posture of immortality.

Around the arena, countless people were shouting crazily.

"Is this against fellow brothers? What kind of hatred is there?"

"Who knows~ But I heard that the surname of these two people is Wenren, so I don't know if they have anything to do with the Hurricane Mercenary Corps."

"Hurricane Regiment? Isn't that the largest mercenary organization in Ceylon?"

"That's right, that's the one. In the country of Ceylon, the reputation of the Hurricane Group is almost comparable to that of the royal family. Are you serious?"

"Ah! These two people should be the two talented young masters in the legend, right?"

In the discussion room.

Wen Renfu and Wen Renxiao have gone through dozens of rounds without mercy.

On the battlefield of life and death, there was a strong wind.

Sometimes thousands of blades strike together, and sometimes tornadoes cross the border.

'kill!kill!kill!kill him!In this world, it is enough to only have one person to look down on, and it is superfluous to be laughed at by others. '

'Did you hear that?He said you are superfluous~ Obviously you are the elder brother, and he is the superfluous one. '

'As long as you kill him, no one will fight or rob you again, and all the Wenren family will belong to you. '

In the minds of the two of them, there was a nightmare-like voice, urging and provoking.

After an unknown amount of time, both of them were almost exhausted.

The originally clean and tidy white robe was stained with blood.

It was tattered and out of shape.

However, the sky has not changed at all, and it is still in the scorching sun, indicating that it is noon.

The spectators around the arena are also like tireless puppets.

The expression is excited and the momentum is high.

He waved his fist and repeated the shout.

Wenren wiped the corner of his mouth with a smile, and wiped a bloodstain with the smell of iron on his palm.

The boy's crazy eyes froze, and a trace of suspicion flashed across.

Looking up at the opposite, 'Wen Ren Fu' who was doing exactly the same movements as himself.

My heart was suddenly startled.

(End of this chapter)