Dongfang Jiuxiao turned his head to stare at Feng Xiaomei. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoAt this time, Feng Xiaomei was concentrating on the battle between Zhao Yunwei and Renzu, and she didn't notice it. Zhao Yunfeng also looked at Feng Xiaomei, and asked with some puzzlement, "Why is Senior Feng better?"

"Haha, Shaoxia doesn't know, our old bones have their own rivers and lakes, I can understand with you in a few words, and I will understand when Shaoxia stays on the rivers and lakes for a long time in the future. The young man just needs to act when he sees the opportunity. ”

Zhao Yunfeng was puzzled, his natural character, he was not curious at all, in Zhao Yunfeng's opinion, everyone has their own way of living, and these people in front of him, whether they are high-ranking or little-known people in the rivers and lakes, have their own way of living. For him, as long as he can disrupt the situation and let himself enter the Xiaoyao Palace silently to find out, the rest doesn't matter. Zhao Yunfeng leaned over his luggage, and then retreated.

Dongfang Jiuxiao took out a piece of crumpled rice paper from his body, and a wound the size of a needle's eye instantly appeared on his right index finger with the impact of the true qi in his body, and he wrote it on the paper casually: chaos, chaos. Play it by ear. Divided into two, the former was flicked into Feng Xiaomei's hands by Dongfang Jiuxiao's finger, and the latter fell into Yang Luotian's hands.

Suddenly received a note, Feng Xiaomei and Yang Luotian didn't know what was going on, but they didn't move and quietly opened the note. Yang Luotian saw that Dongfang let him see the opportunity to act, where was the opportunity? What to do? But Yang Luotian thought about it, so he gently twisted the note and turned it into ashes. turned to quietly pay attention to Dongfang Jiuxiao.

Feng Xiaomei frowned slightly while reading the note, the alliance leader's intention was to let herself break the order in the field, what did she want. Immediately, Feng Xiaomei's face suddenly turned red, and she said to herself: "Am I so spicy? Why do you always have to do this kind of thing!"

The fire phoenix danced in the field, the purple qi was pervasive, the true qi was fighting, the sword was crisp, and the seventy-two styles of the Tianfeng sword were against which Ziyang swordsmanship, Zhao Yunwei had the upper hand on the surface. In the countless sword fights, the blood of Ren Zu's right hand flowed faintly. Zhao Yunwei's palm was also slightly painful. Zhao Yunwei was also secretly strange: "Although this human ancestor is strong, his internal strength is much worse than his own, but this Ziyang sword technique has been made so smooth by her, and she has made up for the gap in internal strength." ”

There are actually two kinds of people on this river and lake, one is Qi cultivation, the pursuit of killing people in the invisible, and the other is self-cultivation, the pursuit of wonderful moves, and can be called a generation of grandmasters who can cultivate it to a realm on the one hand. In terms of a single internal force, Zhao Yunwei took the life of the ancestor in ten moves, but the two had no choice but to use Xiao Ruiqin at the beginning of the fight, wanting to use the long sword to determine the victory. Although the Tianfeng Sword is strong, but Zhao Yunwei stole the Tianfeng Sword and only learned its shape, the trick link is very blunt, the sword is not as good as the qin, if it is not the way, even if the internal force is strong, it is futile if the swordsmanship is not integrated. Obviously, the Persian woman has a slight advantage in this regard, although Zhao Yunwei has the upper hand, but the two are inseparable, and it may take a long time to distinguish the winner from the loser.

Feng Xiaomei watched the two of them fight inseparably, thinking to herself that how to make trouble, she couldn't be cheeky enough to meddle in the fight between the two people. After all, he is also a generation of grandmasters, so he can't do such a humiliating thing, he has to think of a way. The guqin in her hand trembled slightly, and Feng Xiaomei thought about it.

The elegant sound of the piano came from Feng Xiaomei: "The two of you are tired of playing for a long time, let me cheer up the two of you for a song?"

Renzu suddenly slammed his sword at Zhao Yunwei, and with the strength of Zhao Yunwei's block, he retreated a hundred steps to stabilize his figure. Renzu glared angrily, looked at Feng Xiaomei and said viciously: "The people of the Central Plains are so shameless, they are so unruly. ”

Feng Xiaomei also felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, but she still pretended to be innocent and said: "You and that Miss Zhao have been fighting for almost half an hour, you are not tired Miss Zhao is too young to bear it, I will play a song to relieve the fatigue of the two of you, how to say that I am so shameless, how can I not follow the rules?"

Zhao Yunwei was about to speak but was stopped by Dongfang Jiuxiao, who flew down, and he whispered beside Zhao Yunwei: "Girl Mo Yan, your brother has his own plans. ”

Seeing Dongfang Jiuxiao appear in the field, Yang Luotian, Nan Ci and other people followed, and the five ancestors of Persia also quickly stood beside the ancestors.

Seeing this, those small sects and small factions quickly retreated, no matter how they fought, as long as they didn't hurt themselves. In the crowd, a figure was mixed in, and no one knew that he was Zhao Yunfeng. In the other group, there was also a man, dressed in black, wearing a hat, and carrying a large box behind him, which seemed to contain a harp and a sword. The man in black looked at the form of the field and looked inside, both satisfied and disappointed, because there should be two people, and he only saw one.

Heavenly Ancestor looked at Dongfang Jiuxiao: "What does Dongfang Alliance Lord mean by this, it's not a martial arts competition, but he wants to bully more and less." ”

Feng Xiaomei glanced at Tianzu and said unremittingly: "Don't be sentimental, you really want to bully more and less, you are already a pile of white bones the moment you step into the Central Plains." ”

In fact, there are not all the people in the field, for example, Qiu Wuxian is still sitting on the stone lion, which is obviously very unwise, but there are two people who have been staring at him, and they are still standing on the stone lion, their faces are cold, as if they are going to kill Qiu Wushu with one palm in the next moment, these two people are the Demon Sect Leader and the Holy Aunt, Xiao Xiao Wushuang.

Xuanzu just wanted to fight back against Feng Xiaomei, but he didn't want to be taller and shouted: "Old thief Qiu, my husband and wife can't wait, let us make a break first, and count the two of us as a harm to the martial arts." ”

Everyone didn't expect the Demon Sect to strike first. Xiao Xiaowu and his wife slapped left and right at the same time, and flew towards Qiu Wuxian's direction. Dongfang Jiuxiao knew the grievances between the two, but he didn't care about it, he just slapped his backhand and took advantage of everyone's inattention to hit Renzu. With this palm, the **** began, whether it was Yang Luotian and others, or the Persian Five Ancestors and others, they were all fighting together. No one paid attention anymore, and a figure quickly entered the Xiaoyao Palace.

Qiu Wuxian's shadow and phaseless Dafa has indeed practiced to a certain level, Xiao Xiaowu and his wife slapped him sharply, and it actually missed, Qiu Wuxian's body had turned into an afterimage and dispersed at this moment, but he appeared under the stone lion. "You two crazy people, at this time, you still care about personal grievances, if the martial arts ruin the two of you, you will be sinners through the ages. ”

"Bah, kill you, and the martial arts will be peaceful. If you don't take your dog's life today, tomorrow the rivers and lakes will be uneasy, and my divine cult will be slaughtered again. The lives of one hundred and thirty-six of my people, plus my sons, today I will take the lives of your dogs and pay tribute to their dead in heaven. ”