Big brother is as beautiful as scum [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 266

Beidouzong——

Cracking sounds came and went, dazzling auras appeared one after another, on the ground, in the air, in the water, and in every corner of the eyes, there were figures fighting, people were constantly falling down, and people were constantly holding hands. The sharp blade stabbed at the next target.

After another explosion, the opponent who had been entangled with him for nearly a stick of incense finally turned into fly ash in this loud noise, and melted in the shining spiritual light.

The right hand holding the sword was still trembling slightly, not because of fear or timidity, but because of the physical muscle spasm produced by fighting day and night for several days, blocking the opponent's mad counterattack before he died. Still aching.

Chen Sha raised her hand to wipe her face, and cast her eyes around.

The spiritual light exploding all over the place, as well as the splashing flesh and blood, blurred the dividing line between the sky and the earth, and it took a long time to distinguish where the majestic hall was located.

Chen Sha took a deep breath, stepped a little, and shot out like a rainbow light, flying towards the target.

In the cold wind, there is a murderous intent hidden in it.

Chen Sha suddenly lowered his figure, avoided the sneak attack behind him, took a few steps in the air, turned around, and swung his sword, just in time to block the second wave.

He can't remember exactly which one is in front of him, but he knows that as long as there is one more, this battle will not end.

In the aura intertwined with gold and red, two figures collided heavily...

Canghaimen——

A silver-white long sword was inserted straight into the ground, and black fissures centered on the sword body like a spider web, extending in all directions, and no place it passed was intact.

Before many people could react, they felt that their feet were empty, and they fell into those suddenly cracked gaps. The wailing and mourning were covered and swallowed by the sound of the wind at the bottom of the abyss. , until it closes, falling into the dark abyss, and there is no chance to see the sun again.

"You guy..."

Seeing how many people's hands were folded into one person's hand in just a short moment, the burly man in the head couldn't bear it anymore, and split the person in front of him with an axe, and after the blood mist gushed out, a distorted Seeing the deformed face, he stared ferociously at the white figure at the foot of the mountain, raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, the clothes on his upper body were ripped apart, revealing his strong tendons, he raised the heavy mountain ax in his hand, and was about to kill him down the mountain.

"Hey."

A voice suddenly sounded behind him, his bloodshot eyes turned around, and when he saw the figure standing on the branch, his movements froze for a moment—how could there be anyone here?It is clear that he has killed all the people.

Thinking in this way, his eyes subconsciously moved down, and landed on the dark soil soaked in blood.

Before he turned around, most of the corpses lying on the ground in a mess disappeared strangely, and when he took a closer look, the people lying on the ground at this time were all his own.

"How could it be—" The big man's eyes widened in disbelief, and his two thick lips were opened wide in shock, unable to accept the scene in front of him. "No, it's impossible, I clearly—"

"You obviously killed those people yourself, didn't you?"

The clear voice just now suddenly rang in his ears, the big man turned his head vigilantly, and at the same time, the mountain-opening ax in his hand slashed fiercely towards the place where the sound sounded. With his figure shaking, his left and right feet fell, if he hadn't reacted quickly, he might have fallen like a dog eating shit.

This is impossible!

Before he could stand still, he heard a low chuckle again, although the sound was not loud, how could it escape his ears.

The big man turned his head hastily, but saw that the owner of the voice that was speaking in his ear just now was still standing on the branch, looking down here.

When did he go there? !Why didn't I feel anything?

No... Did this kid really come over just now?

All the muscles in his body tensed in an instant, and his bloodshot eyes stared straight at the figure on the branch. Although the figure was behind the light and he couldn't see clearly, the snow-colored long hair that was different from ordinary people was abnormal. conspicuous.

"It's you……"

The red eyes narrowed slightly, guessing who the other party was.

Then there was another sneer, hum, so what if they are the direct disciples of the high-ranking members of Jiuhuazong, today, those who dare to come to their Canghaimen to play wild, come one, kill one, come a pair, kill a pair, these people must come No answer!

The huge mountain-opening ax was raised high, and the polished and extremely sharp head of the ax emitted circles of golden halos in the sunlight, exuding a slight chill.

"Today, I will let you two senior brothers be my ghosts! In the next life, don't come in front of grandpa without eyes!"

In the hands of the big man, the very large mountain-opening ax does not feel sluggish, but has a smooth and relaxed feeling of flowing clouds and flowing water.

Standing on a branch, Jing Li watched the men below come approaching fiercely, and then... slashed wildly at the air in front of him, and the wind blade that rolled up swept across his naked upper body, making There were blood-red cuts, but the perpetrator continued to attack as if he hadn't seen it, with a ferocious smile on his face, and every time he swung the ax, it was accompanied by the madness in his eyes, which became more and more serious.

During the action, he even laughed wildly and triumphantly, as if he had cut the opponent in front of him into a puddle of flesh.

Jing Li stood on the tree and watched for a while, then suddenly felt something, and turned his head to look down the mountain.

In the valley made up of corpses, a white figure was sheathing his sword, looking up to this side.

Up and down, the eyes of the two simply met in the air, facing each other from a distance.

Jing Li looked at the figure at the foot of the mountain, and the corner of his mouth unconsciously showed a slight arc.

He said softly, "It will be fine soon."

I don't know if I am talking to myself or telling the people down the mountain.

Turning his eyes, he fell back into the illusion again, the big man who couldn't help himself, stretched out his left hand, and snapped his fingers with a "snap".

With this sound, the big man who frantically swiped the mountain ax towards the air was surprised to find that the mutilated corpse that had been chopped into meat paste by himself had disappeared, and even the red-stained ground had recovered. Original tan.

The big man frowned in confusion, not understanding what was going on.

He remembered that he clearly chopped those two boys from Jiuhuazong into a puddle of meat, why did the pile of blood disappear in the blink of an eye?

"Are you looking for me?"

In doubt, he heard someone ask this question.

The voice was very close, even if the volume was not loud, it was enough for him to hear clearly.

Like a slow-motion replay, the big man twisted his neck stiffly, and had an indescribable resistance from the bottom of his heart to the scene he was about to see, and told him bluntly that he should not turn his head, but his body uncontrollably turned his head. The head gradually turned to the back.

The person who was under his ax just now, and whose original appearance he had been too slow to see looked at him indifferently, only one step away from him.

The big man was stunned for a moment, and almost immediately wanted to raise the giant ax in his hand, and once again silence the man in front of him who should have died a long time ago.

However, he soon realized that something was wrong. Why did the mountain-opening ax that he was used to after following him for many years suddenly become so heavy?

It hurts so much, why, the whole body is like being bitten by insects and ants, the pain is so painful, I want to cry out, the two lips opened and closed for a long time, but I couldn't utter a word—maybe he said it, but he I couldn't hear it, and my ears were ringing violently, as if something was going to burst out of the membrane in the next second.

How could this be?

The big man wanted to chop off the ax in disbelief, as long as he lowered it a little bit, the white head would be cut open by himself, and the blood splattered everywhere.

He was thinking this way here, but the more impatient he was, the more likely he was to make mistakes.

This time, not only was the arm weak, but the mountain ax in his hand weighed more than a thousand catties, and even his legs were as heavy as if they had been filled with lead. The muscles were full, and the tense calves seemed to have been cut off by a knife. It hurts, I can hardly stand up.

At this moment when he felt that something was wrong, he saw the person in front of him stretch out his hand.

It was a white and slender hand, but in the eyes of the big man, it was a ghost claw protruding from the abyss underground.

He wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't avoid it, his body was as stiff as a piece of wood, unable to move an inch.

He could only watch helplessly as the hand got closer and closer to him, and finally, something cold touched his forehead.

At that moment, it seemed as if countless white fireworks exploded in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my chest.

By the time he understood, the whole person had already taken off into the air, and while he was slowly falling, the surrounding haze and bloody rain gradually burned away like lit paper.

When the epilogue with sparks burns out, all the illusions are gone, replaced by cruel reality.

Like that head of white hair, those eyes are as charming as rumored.

"bump!--"

There was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

Before falling into eternal darkness, he saw that there was no warmth in those emotionless eyes...

Jing Li looked at the slumped corpse, the blood flowing from the wound on his forehead was not the usual bright red, but dark to black.

On the flat stomach of the dead body, something was arching and arching, trying to get out of it.

Not long after, I heard a "poof".

One looks like a broad bean, but is a few sizes bigger than a broad bean, and there are strange tentacles wrapped around it, protruding out of its belly and sticking out its head.

The hair-thin tentacles on that dark green thing stretched out extremely quickly, rushing towards Jing Li's direction.

"Pfft!—"

A small crimson fire lotus bloomed suddenly, and the hot tongue burned the large broad bean, together with the tentacles on it, to ashes.

The moment Honglian disappeared, Jing Li's ears moved, and he turned his face to the side to look at the person behind him.

"Brother."