When Ling Han jumped into the ice lake, a figure also walked out of the tree hole and glanced at everyone with his cold eyes.
This man's eyes were as if they were real. If anyone looked at him, they would feel as if their blood had been frozen, as if they could no longer even walk, and the skin all over their body would feel pain.
The people nearby suddenly turned around and looked at that person.
This is a young man of twenty-three or fourteen years old, dressed in white, spotless, and full of elegant temperament.
"Hey, where did this pretty boy come from? He's quite handsome?" Someone immediately joked. This was a wretched middle-aged man with some orientation issues. He stared at the face of this young man in white, showing a disgusting expression.
expression.
"Fuck you, shut up, this guy is a child!" Someone recognized the identity of the young man in white and immediately shouted to the wretched middle-aged man.
"It's just a pretty boy, what's all the fuss about." The wretched middle-aged man didn't take it to heart at all.
At this time, Tong Miao also walked towards him.
"Baby face, what do you want to do? Are you not convinced? Hehe, be careful that I will make you angry?" the wretched middle-aged man said with a smile, without any scruples at all.
"Madman, you are looking for death!" The people on the side quickly got out of the way.
At this time, the wretched middle-aged man realized that he might have provoked a very powerful being, but he still didn't take it to heart, because he was a being in the enlightenment state, and it was nothing in the prison, but in
From the outside, this is already a very strong presence.
The pretty boy looks only twenty-three or four years old, can he be more powerful than him?
Brushing, a sword light flashed across.
The wretched middle-aged man looked stunned, but in the next moment, his whole body split into two halves, sliding to the left and right, and blood flowed all over the floor.
Hiss, are you dead now?
Everyone around was shocked. No one could catch how Tong Miao swung the sword, but the wretched man died. And that man was in the enlightened state. He had harassed many people before and was still alive and kicking. His strength was amazing.
Just imagine.
Who is this Tongmiao? He is too fierce.
"He is the third son of the leader of the Hengtian Sect!" Someone told Tong Miao's background.
"Hey, Hengtian Sect!" Many people exclaimed in surprise.
"That's a crazy sect, full of bloodthirsty perverts."
"Shh, keep your voice down."
Tong Miao put away the sword, but just as she put it away, she took out the sword again and stared at the sword body, only to see a drop of blood on it.
"Dirty blood!" He whispered. When he raised his head again, his eyes had turned blood red, exuding strong murderous intent.
Phew, he went out to kill him, and with one sweep of his sword, poof, one person's head was chopped off.
The sword moved lightly and was not suitable for cutting. However, the sword was too sharp and Tong Miao was too powerful. When he slashed with the sword, his head flew up and blood spurted out.
Without even taking a second glance, he wandered around and started killing people. Heads flew up one after another, but there was no one enemy left.
Everyone resisted for a while at first, but it was useless for so many people to join forces. He was still killing one by one with his sword. Therefore, everyone's fighting spirit soon collapsed and they fled.
Tong Miao only knew how to kill. He didn't care whether others had offended him or not. He just swung his sword to kill. As the blood spattered, his white clothes gradually turned red, but he didn't care at all. The corners of his mouth even
He also showed a smile, which was extremely scary.
What a pervert, a lunatic, and a devil.
In just ten minutes, he had almost slaughtered everyone here.
Because there was no way ahead, they had no choice but to retreat to the tree hole, resulting in a massacre with only a few survivors.
There was only one person left here. Tong Miao was isolated with his sword. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply the blood-filled air, with an expression of enjoyment on his face, as if he was addicted.
Pah, pah, pah, there was a slight sound of footsteps.
Tongmiao immediately opened her eyes and looked towards the exit of the tree hole, her murderous intent boiling and her emotions extremely fanatical.
Soon, a figure walked out, with a slender figure and a handsome face, which seemed to carry a kind of brilliance that made people dare not look directly.
Tong Miao's eyes narrowed involuntarily, and her fingers holding the sword tightened.
The handsome man glanced around and couldn't help but sigh: "So miserable?"
Tong Miao killed him directly, brushing and sweeping with his sword, as if the world could be cut in half by his sword.
The handsome man was not afraid, and with a flick of his right hand, he already had an extra spear, and Qiang raised his sword.
A wave of power vibrated, and the two men shook their bodies at the same time, showing expressions of surprise.
None of them received any reminder in the sea of consciousness, that is to say, the other party's cultivation level should not be weaker than their own.
"Who are you, that you can block my sword?" Tong Miao said.
The handsome man laughed and said, "Only if you can stop my shots ten more times will you be qualified to know my name."
Tong Miao snorted and swung her sword to kill again.
Ding, ding, ding, the two of them kept attacking each other with swords and guns, and they made more than a dozen moves in an instant.
"Hahaha, I am Dong Qi." The handsome man finally said his name.
Tong Miao stuck out her tongue and licked the edge of the sword and said, "So you are the madman Dong Qi. Haha, you are the seventh person who died by my sword and whose name I still remember."
"What a shame!" Dong Qi pointed his gun and stabbed him.
The two fought fiercely again, both of them fully exploding their own strength.
Battle after battle, the two of them fought fiercely, because only one person from Yifeng could stand out, so existences as strong as theirs would have a fight sooner or later, so it was better to eliminate their competitors now.
But suddenly, the two of them stopped their hands at the same time, separated by about ten feet, and then both looked in the direction of the tree hole.
After just a moment, a slender figure walked out of the tree hole.
This is a young woman with a slender but hot figure, a slender waist, and two long legs that can reach the waist of an average person.
Her appearance does not live up to such a good figure, her facial features are exquisite, and she has a pair of purple eyes, which are smart and charming.
The woman glanced at Dong Qi and Tong Miao and smiled sweetly: "You two are really aggressive, and they are fighting fiercely here."
"Xin Ruyue!" Dong Qi's eyes tightened.
"Hey, I didn't expect anyone to recognize me?" the woman said in surprise.
Dong Qi chuckled: "Who doesn't know that Fairy Xin is a disciple of Master Taigu? Master Taigu is a peerless strong man in prison, but he can't leave yet."
Xin Ruyue pursed her lips and smiled: "Can the two of you let me go to another peak?"
"Sorry, this can't be done!" Tong Miao said coldly immediately.
Dong Qi smiled and said: "Fairy Xin is really good at joking. You can only choose the peak once for this young dragon trial, otherwise you will have to wait for the next time, but you don't know that it will be dozens or even hundreds of years later."
"How can we talk about opportunities when our lives are gone?" Xin Ruyue shook her head, with a silver whip hanging from each hand.