Super Martial God

The snow harp disappeared, and Du Wanxue floated to Lin Mu like a snowflake.

She stretched out her hand, disregarding the blood on her lips, and gently wiped the blood from Lin Mu's lips. Her cold face and eyes became incomparably soft.

There was a kind of sadness in the heart, and then the body was slightly relaxed, and I didn't know why“ Die! "

Chen Wuchen's eyes are red and his left and right hands are printed at the same time.

Then, the blue light and water light crisscrossed, fused and condensed in his hands, turned into a green water light, and suddenly flew into the autumn sword in the air.

Boom!

In an instant, the autumn water sword was green and generous, and the whole void was shocked, and the smell of terror raged out.

"Ah..."

Other experts in the hall were shocked and pale. The weaker ordinary martial Saint fainted on the spot.

The target of this sword is Lin Mu and Du Wanxue. It is conceivable that they are under pressure.

Click, click!

Before the sword light fell, the space around them was violently twisted, and the ground within a hundred feet was broken.

Lin Mu was suffocated for a while, and a cruel spirit also appeared in his eyes. He had made preparations to use Wu Qingyun's Dan fire.

But then he found that the wind was calm around his body, surrounded by only an icy but extremely gentle breeze.

Snowflakes scattered and shrouded his area. These snowflakes actually resisted Chen Wuchen's destructive sword, so that the sword Qi could not get close to Lin Mu's body.

Lin Mu did not see any happiness in his eyes, and strong fear gushed out like a flood.

The snowflakes all over the sky are dancing from Du Wanxue's body, but in the process, Du Wanxue's body is constantly getting dark.

"Don't..."

Lin Mu trembled and stretched out his hand to embrace Du Wanxue, but what his fingers touched was just a hazy shadow, as if it had passed through the water.

Buzz!

A blue light, for the first time out of the control of Lin Mu, flew out of his body.

Star Throwing Knife!

Glittering and translucent as blue tears, the flying knife trembled gently.

Lin Mu's eyes also shed tears.

"Kill, kill, those who disobey my will will die!"

Chen Wuchen looks more ferocious. Seeing that Du Wanxue is really willing to make such a sacrifice for Lin Mu, he wants to destroy everything.

The autumn water sword vibrated violently, and the light broke out further. With the momentum of thunder, it chopped down severely.

This split, with Chen Wuchen's killing intention and his determination to destroy all this.

"Don't cry, don't be sad. It's my greatest luck to meet you. Even if you can't see me one day, I'll accompany you. If you really miss me, go outside when it snows."

Before the words fell, her figure turned into an ice and snow like throwing knife, crossed a gorgeous light in the air, and hit the Qiushui sword above.

Boom!

The whole hall was shocked, and countless walls and stone columns collapsed. The good hall became fragmented.

The experts in the hall bled one by one. They were dazzled and their blood rolled.

The scene in the air was even more frightening. I saw the autumn water sword of the first-class human weapon level, which cracked under the impact of the ice and snow throwing knife made by Du Wanxue, and then turned into countless fragments and exploded around.

Lin Mu's heart sank completely.

Snowflakes, flying slowly.

The breeze blows gently.

The world was suddenly quiet. In the snow and ice Throwing Knife, there was still a white figure with reddish eyes, gentle eyes and a smile on his face. He looked at Lin Mu.

Buzz!

A moment later, the snow throwing knife suddenly turned into a snow light and flew to the stars.

The star Throwing Knife emits blue light, like the vast starry sky, stops trembling, and floats there silently.

Sing!

Silence lasted two breaths, and then a sound from the flying knife startled the ages and shook the long chant of the eight wastelands.

In this long chanting sound, the cold snow light and the star Throwing Knife blend quickly.

The color of Xingchen Throwing Knife began to change.

It is still blue, but in this blue, there is more snow color. Especially in the depth of the Throwing Knife, there is a snowflake like trace that exists there forever.

"Ah ah..."

Lin Mu raised himself to the sky and screamed like a heart cracking lung. The snowflakes fell on his face and melted into water marks, but he couldn't tell whether it was snow water or his tears.

When the pain roared, his soul seemed to be quickly submerged by endless darkness.

In the dark, many pictures flashed through Lin Mu's mind.

By the moonlight shrouded bath, the woman in white is like an elf.

"You admit I'm your partner. It seems that I'm better than those people before?"

Lin Mu looked at her with a smile.

The woman in white turned her face and didn't answer him.

"By the way, what's your code name?"

Lin Mu didn't mind either. "I can't call your name directly in the future tasks. It wouldn't be troublesome if I was heard."

Du Wanxue's face suddenly turned red and whispered, "Yexiang pear."

"What?"

Lin Mu thought he had heard wrong.

"Yexiang pear."

Du Wanxue repeated again. This time the voice was louder.

"Poof."

At this time, Lin Mu was still in the pool water, choked on the spot, and then ejected the water, "Yexiang pear?"

"Ha ha ha."

Then he jumped out of the water, sat beside Du Wanxue, laughed and said, "why not night apple and night melon?"

Picture rotation.

In Yuhu City, they assassinated Yin Wuying together as partners.

Qingxu cave, they wandered together and faced the real Yan genius such as he Luoxing for the first time.

In the center of Xingyun Valley, the two people deal with the disaster together. Since then, he knows that Du Wanxue is the reincarnation of the ninth instrument spirit and what kind of pain she is suffering.

Xingyun Valley has had many crises, Xichuan city has been besieged by demons, and Yueshan has been closed to Zen

In the wind and in the rain, someone didn't say anything, but accompanied him until now.

The more memories, the darker his mind was, as if dragged into the abyss by a dark hand.

Gradually, the tears in the corners of his eyes were distinguished from the blood on his face.

Tears turned dark red.

Magic blood.

A suffocating evil spirit suppressed Zen and rushed out of him madly.

"Devil..."

"He is really a devil."

All the people around felt as if their hearts were being grasped and looked at Lin Mu in horror.

Nearby, Su Qing shouted that it was not good. Lin Mu just leaked a trace of evil spirit, which made people tremble. Once the other party was completely possessed, the consequences would be terrible.

"Lin Mu, Du Wanxue was originally the spirit of the ninth world, but she didn't hesitate to bear the pain of natural disaster, but also wanted to be reincarnated. It can be seen that she would rather bear all the pain and cost in order to become a normal person. But now, for you, she gave up her chance to be a man and turned into an instrument spirit again. If you were a devil, would you be worthy of her infatuation for you? "

Lin Mu's body trembled, but his evil heart could not recover so easily. Gradually, even his eyes began to show a terrible dark red.