"Life is easy to grow old and hard to grow old. Chongyang is every year. It is Chongyang today, and the yellow flowers on the battlefield are very fragrant."

"Autumn breeze is strong once a year, not like spring light. It is better than spring light, with a few rivers in the sky and thousands of miles of frost."

There was a chant of silence, and the remaining sound was dim.

Then I heard a clear and familiar female voice among the Dianbi Kongge:

"Good words! The courage hidden in the words!"

The silence immediately recognized Zhou Lu'er's voice.

"Although she is in a deadlock, Yin Qiu is not sad for autumn, she has no stern air, clear and hearty words, heroic vision, sky and sea, magnificent... such a person..."

How could it be the real murderer who killed more than fifty female disciples?

It's all a misunderstanding!

Zhou Lu'er tried to restore Shen Xiaoqi's image and avoid the duel between her and Hongkui. However, the next half of her sentence was interrupted by Hongkui's fierce and bold voice:

"Qiu Fengjin, Wan Lishuang... Write that Chunhua has faded away, and the autumn wind is sluggish, and Ling Ling reveals a sentence in his chest, every word is hidden Mo Feng, style! Style!"

Hongkui couldn't help but praised her style twice, and the flow of fire surging in her eyes seemed to cool down a bit, she gave Shen Xiaoqi another look:

"Never thought, you demon girl is kind of talented!"

"Thanks."

Shen Xiaoqi arched his hand, smiled lightly on his face, silent but slandered in his heart:

nonsense! Don't look at which great man wrote this word, is it good?

"Words are good words."

Immediately, Hongkui's conversation turned, and the true flame of lava in his eyes was about to emerge again:

"It's a pity that she is a monster, a murderous demon! Today, I can't tolerate her!"

When he said this, the red sunflower's chest was ups and downs violently, and his voice was high, like a raging fire rising and howling, and everyone present felt hot in the ear sockets, like touching coals.

"This……"

When Zhou Lu'er heard the words, her eyebrows that had been slightly comfortable frowned again, her eyes trembled suddenly. The situation on the scene became urgent again.

At this moment, Lu'er resembled a green lotus about to wither, with a sad and sad lingering between Jingxiu's brows.

Her palms suddenly squeezed out of sweat, her heart was unstable, and she was extremely anxious. If she hadn't let the silence continue to stay in Ziwei Xuan as Shen Xiaoqi, how could silence be so terrible?

It happened that she could do nothing at this moment except to support Shen Xiaoqi.

However, her support was completely unable to shake Hongkui's unwavering fighting spirit and murderous intention.

On the other hand, he did not think that Zhou Lu'er was at fault. After all, the right to choose lies in the hands of silence.

Zhou Luer was kind!

"I didn't expect you to let me go. In fact, when I uttered this word here and now, my meaning is very clear. I appreciate the harsh autumn wind more than the soft spring light!"

Compared with Zhou Lu'er's self-blame and anxiety, Shen Xiaoqi's expression and tone were extremely calm and calm when facing Hongkui.

If a person is determined to do something, he will not be blocked by any external factors. You must know that life and cultivation are twists and turns and cannot be touched. Difficulties and obstacles are like the tiger before it, but it can most inspire the cultivator to conquer the tiger. Ambition and courage.

"The strong autumn wind from Xiao Suo and the frost that seals the river for thousands of miles are just like my bitter fighting spirit!"

If he is silent and timid, he will not enter the Zide Hall.

Since you are standing here, you must... fight to the end!

"If you want to fight, I will fight as you like..."

"Fight till the autumn wind swept Kwai, and fought till the Frost Ninth Chongyang!"

As soon as Shen Xiaoqi said this, invisibly, there was a trace of the domineering and cold-hearted empress of the blue python.

The autumn breeze swept the sunflower, the frost on the Ninth Chongyang Festival!

As soon as this statement came out, before they could fight, Shen Xiaoqi's momentum had already faintly overshadowed Red Kwai.

The atmosphere of the audience is condensed.

"You are so arrogant! Lead to death!"

The red sunflower exploded at one point, burning wildly with anger, screamed, stepped down like a wind and galloping fire, and immediately shot out, rushing like a mad lion.

"A little bit of sparks start a prairie fire!"

puff!

Click!

At this moment, the spear flew out from the right hand, like an arrow from the string, with the ability to break bamboo and pierce the Yang, the red sunflower is chasing the wind, and between the palms, catching the flying spear tail, it looks like a slender The leopard's waist, which was thin but tight, twisted suddenly.

噼——

Snapped! !

The long spear whipped the air, and the spear whirled out.

Click, click, click...

In a flash, the spear head pierced nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times at the same point. Ten thousand points of sparks gathered in one place, like a sea of ​​fire and stars, forming a scorching prairie fire.

"The gun is like a dragon, and the stars fall!"

boom!

Shen Xiaoqi's Liu eyebrows condensed, and a little spark in her eyes swelled infinitely, and finally the giant meteorite crushed towards him.

In an instant, that group of meteorites briefly broke through the space and rushed directly to Shen Xiaoqi's chest.

Shen Xiaoqi didn't have time to be surprised. When he thought of it, the scarlet vine rose up from the ground. The floor of the hall, which was originally flat as blue and shining, was opened by the sky vines.

There are stalks agitation on the stem nodes of the blood-colored vine, and in an instant, countless blood-colored fruits burst out, red as blood, and juice dripping.

The Red Sunflower spear was exhausted. Although it destroyed many vines, it was unable to break through Shen Xiaoqi's ten thousand vines.

"The demon girl is despicable!"

For a moment, she suddenly had the illusion of strayed into the deserted ancient forest, surrounded by thick vines, the spear could not be deployed at all, and she could not help but yell at Xiao Qi for despicableness.

"Sin Luo Wanxiang, law and earth law heaven!"

Shen Xiaoqi's red lips opened and closed, his eyes gleaming, wind and sand walked around under him, his cheongsam fluttered, Jieyu's thighs were white, and the blood lotus on it became scarlet, and the blood of the python was pouring out:

"Using my blood, the python holy vein, to prove that the avenue burns the air and fissures!!"

At this moment, Silence had completely handed over his physique to Shen Xiaoqi's control.

The beauty of the cheongsam stands on a pool of blood, and a pair of blood-colored vertical pupils gleams with the harshness and sharpness unique to the jungle hunter.

The lotus is noble and clean, leaving the silt without staining; the blood is pure, the imperial python is king.

The unparalleled blood lotus totem quickly condenses under Shen Xiaoqi's feet.

Boom

The astounding blood lotus bursts into the sky, blooming enough blood to measure the entire hall!

Shen Xiaoqi's cheongsam was blood-stained, pure and red. She stood in the center of the giant blood lotus in amazement. She was full of light and holy like a goddess. She lifted her eyes and opened her lips, but she was like autumn wind, and the frost could seal. River:

"I'm not like that kid who is reasonable in everything, even if I have to tell the truth about the duel, I am willing to do it. Shen Xiaoqi, I am not a saint and gentleman, and I will never show mercy to your men!"

As soon as Shen Xiaoqi said this, his breath changed abruptly, killing all in his eyes, as if he had changed.

When he spoke, he was also extremely rude, revealing a feeling of oppression like an empress.

"You love to laugh! Do I need your help?"

Hongkui heard this, for a while, she was inexplicable, she only said that the demon girl had a brain disease and a split personality.

"Look at the gun!"

Immediately, the red sunflower yelled violently, and the whole body was surging with rage, and the guns were in a line, smashing the dry and rotten, and the strength was like an angry dragon coming out of the river, and it was like a volcanic eruption.

Empty!

The shot of Red Sunflower was completely free of fancy. When the tip of the gun pierced out, it made a soft and soft sound like a fish swimming over the water, drawing a fiery red mark in the air.

In an instant, the backlog of anger was released from the gun head violently, with wind and thunder bursts, and a strong advance, as if a thousand troops waved a flag to cross the border.

A single shot brought up ten thousand sparks and a thousand scorching waves. Wherever it passed, there was lava falling, and the vines in the hall were cut off and burned.

The ashes dispersed, the sky was dim!

The Hongkui pull gun retreated, and then shot out more violently.

Click!

The gun wind is wailing.

Kill all, flutter in the wind.

Seeing this, Shen Xiaoqi also didn't dare to hold big, changed his palms one after another, and hit the air:

"Your gun is so mighty, and my arrogance is not a vegetarian!"

Bang bang bang!

The vines burst out of thin air, like pillars criss-crossed, forming a chain of cages, trapping the red sunflowers, the blood-colored fruits bursting one after another, and the sound of the explosion trembling the sky.

A palace wall was knocked down abruptly, and then returned to its original state at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If it hadn’t been for the Oriental Lagerstroemia to maintain the Zide Hall with the Supreme Divine Mind, the whole palace would have been washed down and torn apart by the brutal growth of blood-colored vines.

In the blood mist triggered by the explosion of the blood-colored fruit, there are tens of thousands of blood pythons hidden, their sharp fangs, and they quickly submerge the red sunflower, biting the red sunflower's arms and legs, and want to eat the flesh of the red sunflower alive.

"Humph! Do you think that just relying on these fur skills, hurt me?"

The fire in his eyes is like a torch.

"kill!!"

The red sunflower suddenly roared loudly, like a violent lioness smashed out, the boundless burning wave bloomed after itself, stunning like a red sunflower, the blood mist and blood python that blocked her suddenly collapsed and drifted away. The vines were torn and burned by endless flames.

At this moment, the fog robe on Hongkui's body has been pierced by true flames, revealing the fiery red brocade.

The red-haired woman in red, standing in the air with a fierce complexion, she held a spear in her right hand, and carried a ray of strange fire like a dragon in her left hand.

Boom boom boom!

The abnormal fire burns in the palm of the palm with intricate patterns, imagining like a red sunflower, and like the sun. The red-clothed woman's fingers are put together, with the burning of the different fire, the sharp amber-like spear point is refined, emitting a brilliant light .

Zheng!

"Nine-Nine Double Ninth Festival, refining the spirit!"

The tip of the red sunflower spear turned and pointed directly at Shen Xiaoqi. The amber spear tip had already turned into pure gold. The flame under the spear head was like a red tassel, and the thousand petals bloomed like sunflowers in the firelight, which was extremely sharp.

Her voice is ferocious like a roar of a lion, without the feminineness of a woman, her voice is bright and sharp, and not as rough and low as a man. At this moment, the red sunflower seems to blur the gender, the red sunflower is just the red sunflower, she faces the golden sun , Heart toward purgatory, holding a spear, slaughtering demons with flames!

"You are unparalleled evildoer, fierce and stubborn, and it is hard to beat the golden-pointed spear of the sun and red sunflower in my hand!"