Sannomiya Sixth Court of Another World

Chapter 43 Untitled
The meal battle with Long Rourou was over, and Long Zhantian was sipping the special wine of Shanlei clan, Long Wenrou was slightly shocked, and said: "Stinky man, Mengxue said that she wanted to talk to you, and she is waiting for you outside Woolen cloth."

Yi Mengxue, I see what you want to say, Long Zhantian smiled and signaled Ye Xing not to follow, then walked out of the room and saw Yi Mengxue standing on a rock from a distance, wearing a white dress Like a fairy descending to earth.

"Come with me."

A faint voice sounded, and Yi Mengxue flew forward lightly.

Long Zhantian used the lightness kung fu recorded in the Heaven and Earth Good Fortune Kung Fu, followed closely behind.

The two, one in front of the other, quickly left the barrier of thunder and galloped down from Las Mountain until Yi Mengxue stopped at the foot of the mountain.

"I've already told Patriarch Sirik, let's go first." Yi Mengxue said flatly.

"Walking with beauty is what you wish for." Long Zhantian said with a smile.

Yi Mengxue turned around abruptly, a cold murderous intent erupted from her body, and the enchanting fairy just now turned into a lioness who wanted to eat anyone.

"No one has ever been able to touch me with a man!" Yi Mengxue's voice seemed to come from the Nine Netherlands, and it was so cold that one's bones were about to be frozen, "I will kill you, but no one here can save you."

Long Zhantian took out a God-killing arrow, walked up to Yi Mengxue, stuffed it into her hand, held the God-killing arrow against his chest, then smiled at Yi Mengxue, and leaned over to kiss her red lips.

"laugh!"

The god-killing arrow pierced Long Zhantian's clothes.

As if Long Zhantian didn't notice it, he still kissed slowly.

"You!" Yi Mengxue was finally defeated, retreated hastily, and said angrily, "What do you really want?"

"I said I want to conquer you!" Long Zhantian showed a bright smile.

Yi Mengxue glared at him in embarrassment, then turned and left.

Long Zhantian couldn't help laughing wildly.

"Stinky man!" Yi Mengxue could no longer maintain a calm state of mind, and threw out the God-killing Arrow with her hands.

The god-killing arrow turned into a golden light and hit Long Zhantian's chest and abdomen.

"puff!"

Long Zhantian looked down at the god-killing arrow stuck in his chest and abdomen, his eyes widened in disbelief, pointed at Yi Mengxue, and said with difficulty: "You, you really killed me!"

Before the words fell, he fell to the ground on his back.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Yi Mengxue was also flustered. How could she expect that Long Zhantian didn't dodge, she shot at him, hugged Long Zhantian and shouted, "Your Majesty, wake up, wake up, I didn't mean to , I," she said, and went to check Long Zhantian's wound, but found that there was not a drop of blood flowing out, and when she pressed her hand, the slightly folded chest and abdomen loosened.

It turned out that Long Zhantian clamped the Zhushen Arrow with his two abdominal muscles.

"Your Majesty, do you think it's fun?" Yi Mengxue threw Long Zhantian on the ground angrily.

"You cried for me." Long Zhantian said pleasantly.

"I don't." Yi Mengxue reached out to touch her cheek, where there was a tear.

Long Zhantian laughed out loud.

"Stinky man! Stinky man!" Yi Mengxue stepped on Long Zhantian's foot in shame, turned around and walked forward angrily, like a little girl who was angry for her lover.

The figure flashed, Long Zhantian stood in front of Yi Mengxue, and said softly, "Mengxue, can we have a good talk?"

He made a fuss at first, and then immediately turned serious, which made Yi Mengxue a little overwhelmed, "You, you won't play any tricks again, will you?"

"Do I look like that kind of person?" Long Zhantian asked seriously.

"Push!"

Yi Mengxue gave him an angry look, "You are the king, if you want to be majestic, how can you do it to anyone!" A cold lightning shot out from her eyes, and her delicate body immediately burst into an indescribable momentum. Above the tip of the spear, the magic elements of wind and thunder surged, and there seemed to be tiny lightning and wind blades shining.

An extremely strong aura emanated from the towering mountains and forests, firmly locking the two of them. Just this aura, let Long Zhantian judge that the strength of the coming person is definitely above that of the devil dragon in the demon world. On, it should be a god-level master.

Holding the Shenshen Bow, Long Zhantian turned around slowly.

I saw a man walking out of the mountain forest whose approximate age could not be determined. He had blood-red long hair loosely loose, a blood-red beard, and a pair of blood-red eyes, even his clothes were the same. It is blood red, and the whole person is like a blood red flame.

"Jie Jie"

The man grinned and let out a night owl-like laugh.

"The Thunder King is dead, the Shanlei Clan is extinct, and the Thunder God lineage is extinct. My mission is over, and I can return to my mission." The man laughed loudly.

"How do you know that I belong to the Thunder King?" Long Zhantian and Yi Mengxue looked at each other, feeling a little heavy.

"Don't delay, just die!" The man stepped forward, and a strong and perverted aura suddenly erupted, pressing down on the two of them overwhelmingly.

Even if a demon dragon with only one foot stepped into the god-level realm, it took several people to join forces to defeat it. Now it is facing a real god-level master, and it is obviously impossible to confront it head-on.

Long Zhantian grabbed Yi Mengxue's jade hand and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

The two flew up like big birds.

The man took a step sideways, and in his hand was a one-handed sword with blood-red flames. With a wave of his hand, a blood-red fighting spirit slashed out.

On top of the fighting spirit, bloody flames burned, emitting a dizzying smell.

Long Zhantian smiled strangely, the figure that was rushing forward abruptly stopped, but instead shot backwards, the speed was faster, Yi Mengxue is a wind magic warrior, although she doesn't have such deep knowledge of wind magic , simple acceleration and flying techniques are still possible, and the two teamed up to shoot into the distance like a meteor.

I can't see any movement of the man, but he is chasing after him like a ghost, and his pursuit direction is always to keep Las Mountain behind him, preventing Long Zhantian and the two from returning to Las Mountain to find helpers.

"Blood fighting energy, and the attribute of fire, could it be from the Blood Flame Clan?" Long Zhantian quickly found out the characteristics of a race that was the same as the person who chased him down in the records of the Chiao Hundred Clans.

Yi Mengxue was reminded by him, and said: "It is said that the Blood Flame Clan has blood-red eyes, and this person's eyes are exactly like this. He should be a member of the Blood Flame Clan, but why did he kill you?"

Long Zhantian said with a wry smile: "It should be related to my becoming the Thunder King of the Shanlei Clan."

"Exactly." A cold voice sounded from behind the two of them.

Looking back, Long Zhantian saw that the blood-flame clansman had narrowed the distance between the two sides to five meters, and was slowly raising the blood-red one-handed sword.

Yi Mengxue and Long Zhantian looked at each other, and they knew what to do without communicating. Instead of Long Zhantian, she should use fighting spirit and magic to lead the two of them to flee with all their strength, while Long Zhantian bent his bow and set an arrow , he wants to shoot the blood flame clansman with an arrow to stop his pursuit speed.

"Kill!" The blood flame clansman yelled wildly.

A Dou Qi Slash roared out.

"Go!" Long Zhantian suddenly pushed, pushing Yi Mengxue to the east, and he flew to the west. The Dou Qi Slash flew between the two of them, and Long Zhantian's blood surged with violent power. , Hit two big trees and fell to the ground.

Without even thinking about it, the Xueyan clansmen turned sideways and killed Long Zhantian.

"Don't!" Only then did Yi Mengxue understand that Long Zhantian wanted to use himself to lure away the blood flame clansman.

Bleeding from the corner of Long Zhantian's mouth, he smiled at Yi Mengxue and blew a kiss, turned around and ran towards the west, yelling, "Mrs. Mengxue, don't forget me!"

Yi Mengxue's heart throbbed, and she suddenly realized that she was not really emotional.

(End of this chapter)