Volume I_Chapter 1174 Girl, This Person Must Not Be Messed With
Blood ran down the arm and dripped on the ground.
The pride on Feixue's red face was gone, seeing the long sword that was almost thrown out of her hand, and the mighty knife that seemed to be still in front of her, she felt a lot of shock and pain in her heart.
As the heirs of the Holy Land.
How conceited and proud she is.
He simply doesn't pay attention to the people of the world.
How could she have expected that someone could break her swordsmanship and destroy her Dao heart.
If there was any hesitation just now.
That's not just a collapse of the Dao Heart.
It may even be life-threatening.
However, the more this happened, the more painful Feixue Canhong became.
At the critical moment, she turned out to be cowardly, and she didn't even have the courage to fight against Chu Linguang's knife. With a self like that, how could she talk about being the successor of the Holy Land, and how about becoming the number one in the Shenyuanjing list.
Pooh!
Thought of here.
She spurted blood again.
"Senior Sister!"
Nuolang wanted to help Feixue Canhong up.
Man Dafu and other members protected Nuolang and Feixue Canhong, and looked at Chu Linguang panicked and nervously. At this moment, they only felt that Chu Linguang, who was thin and alone sitting in the southeast corner, was The most terrifying existence here.
That terrifying knife, I believe no one here can catch it.
Even Feixue Canhong didn't dare to confront him head-on.
can imagine.
What kind of existence will a person who can catch this knife be.
All of a sudden, all parties moved.
Many people are thinking about it.
"Step aside!"
Feixue Canhong wanted to stand up in person.
She pushed Waxy Wolf away.
Standing up and facing Chu Linguang, he felt puzzled, fearful, and even more unwilling.
She tremblingly said: "Today's shame will be returned a hundredfold in the future."
Chu Linguang remained silent.
Swing out with a knife again.
This bitch, since she wants to take revenge on herself, she has to pay back a hundredfold.
How could Chu Linguang keep her.
What's more, Chu Linguang has to use this girl to let himself achieve the state of divine origin.
However, it is a pity.
The knife just now, although he had exhausted all his strength, failed to help Chu Linguang break through and become a strong man in the Shenyuan realm, because Feixue Canhong was not as powerful as he imagined, and it couldn't help him break through his cultivation.
It didn't even show any signs of loosening his realm.
What's worse, the other party didn't even have the courage to resist him.
But still here, blind Bibi.
What must be avenged and repaid a hundredfold.
I give it back to your grandma.
If you thought you were a woman, wouldn't you care about it?
Chu Linguang drew his sword again.
Although they were separated by some distance, they locked onto Feixue Canhong firmly.
"My senior sister is the successor of the Holy Land!"
Waxy Wolf shouted hastily.
But the body hastily distanced itself from Feixue Canhong.
Even Feixue Canhong didn't have the courage to resist Chu Linguang's knife. As a junior, even if he had the appearance of an emperor, he could only run away and hide far away at this moment.
Not to mention Man Dafu and the others.
If this knife was aimed at Nuo Lang, they might still step forward to help Nuo Lang fight together.
But at this moment, this knife was aimed at Feixue Canhong.
And it was this woman who was clamoring and provoking Chu Linguang, she deserved to die.
In their hearts, they have long been full of contempt and disgust for this kind of aloof, self-righteous, but in fact, very rubbish, even Chu Linguang dared not resist with a single blow, and heirs of the Holy Land.
At this moment, Mo Shuo went to rescue Feixue Canhong.
He even wished that Chu Linguang would kill this woman with one knife, leaving her dead without a place to bury her.
"you dare……"
Feixue Canhong was shocked and shouted hastily.
At this moment, she couldn't avoid it.
I don't have that effort, and I don't have that time.
He could only hastily took out his identity token and showed it to Chu Linguang, hoping that the word Guojun Holy Land would deter Chu Linguang and let Chu Linguang take the knife back.
"Pfft!"
However, this knife did not cut corners.
There was a snort.
It hit her body directly.
She couldn't dodge.
Can't resist.
A descendant of the Holy Land turned into a cloud of blood mist on the spot, and immediately dissipated invisible, his body and spirit were all destroyed, and he was beheaded by Chu Linguang with a single knife.
The scene quickly fell silent.
Everyone was horrified.
They had already realized from Chu Linguang's first cut that Chu Linguang was extraordinary.
Unexpectedly, this person's sword skills are terrifying, but his heart is still so calm. He is a descendant of the Holy Land of Guojun.
If this provoked him, not to mention the nobles, even if he was a prince, the other party might kill him without frowning.
for a while.
Everyone's minds are running fast.
Xie Zuoshi thought in his heart, what method should he use to get close to Chu Linguang and get Chu Linguang's approval.
As the right-hand man of the Southwest King, at this moment, he was not thinking of wooing Chu Linguang and pulling Chu Linguang into his camp, but thinking about how to talk to Chu Linguang.
As long as you can make friends with Chu Linguang, it will be a great achievement.
He will definitely be rewarded by the Southwest King.
"I don't know how Chu Linguang's sword skills compare with this person's?"
A person beside Xie Zuoshi muttered.
"It's a world of difference."
Xie Zuoshi said without hesitation.
"Your Excellency is right. If Chu Linguang had such abilities, how could he easily join our camp?"
The man followed suit.
He just sighed casually.
Chu Linguang has never been compared with the person in front of him.
As everyone knows.
The person in front of him was Chu Linguang who he said he dismissed.
"Girl, this person has terrifying sword skills and extraordinary aptitude. The person behind him is definitely not weaker than the Guojun Holy Land. He may be the descendant of one of the Four Great Holy Lands."
Embroidery stitches.
She knows.
In this plane of Baixia.
There is not only one fruit county holy place.
There are three other holy places.
Together they became the Four Great Sacred Lands.
These descendants of the Holy Land are all geniuses of the sky, figures of the level of monsters, and they are seldom matched in the world.
Only people from the Holy Land dare to kill the descendants of the Holy Land.
"Well, no matter what, we must make friends with this person, go, and send the finished wine there."
Lan Chensha nodded and smiled.
Her eyebrows kept looking at Chu Linguang. As long as Chu Linguang looked at her, her eyebrows and eyes could attract Chu Linguang's attention and even leave an impression on Chu Linguang.
Also at this time.
Chu Linguang looked at her.
Lan Chensha understood, and hurriedly smiled at each other, his eyebrows and eyes were like a pool of autumn water at this moment, waiting for Chu Linguang to go deep into it.
Unexpectedly, when Chu Linguang looked over, those eyes seemed to be slashing towards Lan Chensha with two knives.
Lan Chensha, who wanted to attract Chu Linguang with her beauty and befriended Chu Linguang, was taken aback on the spot.
She felt pain in her eyes, as if her eyeballs were about to be pierced by a blade, so frightened that she hurriedly turned her head and closed her eyes, and even blocked it with her arms.
When he let go of his arms, opened his eyes again, and sneaked towards Chu Linguang, he found that Chu Linguang seemed to have entered a state of meditation, sitting there motionless.
"Girl, this person should not be provoked, let alone offended."
Embroidery Needle sighed.
She knew Lan Chensha's beauty, even the Seventh Prince couldn't stand it.
I don't know how many Tianjiao are crazy about it.
However, in the face of Chu Linguang, this kind of hard-working swordsmanship can kill Feixue Canhong with a single blow, and make the people in the audience silent, often only asking for trouble and causing death.