Empress Running Away with the Ball!

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Others were in the air, and their palms turned, and they had already pulled out the soft sword of the spirit snake from the waist, and the cold light was shining, and they were distracted against the thousand-faced son.

Thousand-faced young man pointed at the point, jumped lightly, and landed on the trunk of a large branch next to it. His body fell along with the branch.

"Chu Shaoyang, are you going to do this? Okay, the place is too narrow. Let's go to a more spacious place."

After he finished speaking, he leapt to the branch of another big tree and slid flatly across the air like a bird. Even with this light hand, even Chu Shaoyang watched, he couldn't help admiring.

But Chu Shaoyang was not afraid at all, and he jumped up, immediately behind the son of Qianmian.

Thousand-faced son has the intention to lead Chu Shaoyang away from the carriage, the farther away the better, as long as the farther away, the safer she will be in the carriage.

He knew that as long as Chu Shaoyang did not order, the people around the carriage would not shoot arrows at the carriage, and no one would dare to start.

Suddenly, he only felt that his heart was cold, and he was stabbed with a sharp blade. He couldn't help but be terrified, knowing that Chu Shaoyang had already caught up.

In the middle of the sky, there is no way to take advantage of it. I saw that I was going to be pierced by this sword. In the crisis, he thought carefully and hurriedly made a trick. The whole person fell like a scale and fell heavily from the air. Chu Shao The sword that Yang was bound to get was lost.

The sound of "Boom" made Thousand-faced Son fall to the ground from the air and fell heavily on the ground like a sandbag. His back only hurt, and his bones were all broken.

Before he could get up, he saw Chu Shaoyang holding a long sword and thrusting into his chest from midair. He could only roll one by one and rolled away, avoiding the vital point of his chest.

But immediately afterwards, he felt a sharp pain in his right arm, bleeding like blood, and he had been deeply wounded by Chu Shaoyang's long sword.

Chu Shaoyang succeeded with a sword, and then began to be relentless. The sword of "唰" pierced into the left hand of Qianmianzi, and then flipped over. Qianmianzi issued a long scream. The sword picks.

"This is just the beginning, there are more exciting waiting for you later!"

Chu Shaoyang's eyes showed bloodthirsty light, staring fiercely at the thousand-faced son, the tip of the sword hung down, and the blood dripped drop by drop along the blade, with an indescribable killing intention all over his body, as if from hell. The devil is fierce and fierce.

Qianmianzi's arms were seriously injured and could no longer be lifted. He lay on the ground, his eyes staring at Chu Shaoyang without shrinking, only anger and no fear in his eyes.

"Chu Shaoyang, if you do, you will kill Lao Tzu with a sword!" He exclaimed wickedly.

"Ben Wang has long said that killing you is cheap, you will be tortured so that you can't survive, you can't die!" Chu Shaoyang gritted his teeth and walked step by step to the face of Qianmianzi, looking down from the top He was like looking at a ants under his feet.

He picked up a thousand-faced son and returned to the front of the carriage. He threw him heavily on the ground and said coldly: "This waste is rewarded to you! You can play as much as you want, just remember a little, anyway, It won't let him die! "

Qianmianzi's face suddenly became paler than paper. His eyes were full of despair, shouting: "Chu Shaoyang, I am a ghost, and I will never let you go!"

Chu Shaoyang sneered: "You can rest assured that this king will not let you become a ghost. Soon, you will not be like people, ghosts are not like ghosts, haha, hahaha!"