The four of them approached Zhao Ming in high-speed movement, and the sword flower was picked out, forming a sword shadow as the movement accelerated. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhao Ming didn't dare to be careless, his eyes moved quickly from side to side, wanting to keep up and besiege the movements of the four of them. Drink! The four nuns snorted, and with a whirlpool of sword shadows, they quickly attacked Zhao Ming.

One stabbed Zhao Ming's eyebrows from the front, and the other slashed at Zhao Ming's shoulder from behind. The remaining two attacked from the side, one slashing straight and one picking from the bottom up.

Zhao Ming was not slow to dodge with his side face, and the sword that stabbed him in the center of his eyebrows in the front was like an eye in the back of his head, and kicked a nun who attacked him from behind.

The left index finger and thumb meet the sword, clamping the sword that is slashing straight down, and the right hand folding fan is diagonally down to block the sword coming from the right.

"Yes, being able to see the attacks of the four enemies under the shadow of the heavy swords, and block them, is indeed not something that ordinary people can do, and it does have the potential to be a bad guy. Sister Cheng, who pierced the air with a sword, said.

"It is worthy of the thief embryo Mo Feng, who was able to block the simultaneous attack of the four senior sisters, and also kicked Senior Sister Zhang away. A little nun muttered. thinks that Mo Feng kills people without blinking, but no one can cure him, it is definitely because of his excellent strength.

In fact, it is exactly like this, Mo Feng is a good man, and he likes to kill beautiful women, but this kind of biantai person has always lived well, which is inseparable from his strong personal strength.

Nun Cheng dragged the sword that pierced the air horizontally and backwards, intending to cut off Zhao Ming's head.

Zhao Ming lowered his head, kicked his leg violently, leaned forward and crashed into the lower abdomen of the middle nun, knocking her several meters away. Zhao Ming then flew ten meters into the air and kept a distance from the four nuns.

"Shameless villain, actually a thin old lady!" said Nun Cheng angrily. Then he flew into the air and came not far from Zhao Ming.

Whew。。 The other three nuns also flew into the air, encircling Zhao Ming.

"Hmph, Mo Feng, don't think it's great that you can fly, I actually can. Nun Zhang, who had been kicked away by Zhao Ming before, pouted.

"Everyone, calm down, in fact, I'm not Mo Feng, don't kill the wrong good person. Zhao Ming explained again, you must know that these four nuns are not easy to mess with, and their strength is not much weaker than him.

What's more, just now being able to take over the first form of the Four Elephants Demon Formation is enough for him, if there are some more powerful moves, it will not be necessarily.

Originally, if the other party couldn't fly into the sky, he was not very afraid, after all, in that case, he would not be afraid as long as he fought with them in the air. You must know that if they can't fly, they can't move freely in the air, they can't move at will, no matter how sharp the sword formation is, it's useless, and they can't play.

But now the other party is also a martial arts and Dharma holiday, and he can fly to the sky, which is another matter. "Haha, it turns out that the legendary Mo Feng is not only biantai, but also so afraid of death, he doesn't even dare to admit his name? Nun Cheng smiled playfully.

"Hmph, since that's the case, don't blame me Zhao Ming for being polite. Zhao Ming said as he put the folding fan in his hand into the storage bag, and then took out a metal broom more than five feet long, intending to move seriously.

The broom shaft glows black, and the broom spike resembles a fan, made of hundreds of mutated bamboo branches. This broom is different from the one used to chase Tieyun before, and it is obviously a few sizes bigger.

The four of them, including Nun Cheng, began to dance their swords, as if they had forgotten Zhao Ming, who was surrounded in the center, and were immersed in their own world.

While dancing with swords, they moved quickly, quickly interspersed and moved around Zhao Ming, exchanging positions. Zhao Ming didn't understand what they were doing, so he tentatively attacked one person.