With the power of the vitality of the needle, compared to the power of the heavenly gourd, it is only stronger than the power of the gourd, and the opponent is in such a situation, if it is poured out, it will definitely die, and there is no need for any war of attrition. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I don't want to admit my mistake about last night, I can't kill you, but you can't kill me."

Under the influence of the venom of the red snake, although he barely kept his sanity at the time, he still approached this woman by a ghost, and strangely wanted to see the picturesque face under her veil...

Poof~ The wind is not arrogant and has such a breezy appearance, which made Nangong Xue sad and indignant, but the scolding to her mouth turned into blood and spit out, her body shook, and finally she fell down a few steps diagonally and fainted......

Chen Town, a mountain outside the town

A group of more than 500 people scattered in the forest, dressed in different attire, apparently out of town in disguise. The fat man, Zhao Boshen and Li Yuanshan were all present, and it was obvious that almost all of the martial arts masters in Chenzhen were already here.

The fat man had a gloomy face, like an ant on a hot pot spinning in a circle, and as soon as someone from the direction of Hongfeng Mountain arrived, he immediately asked out loud, "Is there any news?" ”

That person is a ghost, and he doesn't talk nonsense after simply giving it over, "Master, the young master is safe, but the people who rescued him have been killed except for the ghost sword, whose whereabouts are unknown." ”

"I said Dashan, Haisi's nephew was not successfully rescued, and it is irrational to attack him." Li Yuanshan walked over with his hands in his hands and said.

"Although the two towns have acquiesced in this matter, it is better to rescue people first, after all, burning mountains is much easier than swords." Zhao Bo had a deep face.

"The hateful willow thief is already so cunning at a young age, and he has repeatedly made Wang's knife nowhere to dare to go!" The fat man looked up and sighed, his fists clenched.

Seeing the fat man like this at this time, Meng Chang nodded slightly, stroked his beard as a military advisor and ordered, "Ghost shadow, Ling Dao, cold, bloody, twenty good hands each, quickly detour to the back mountain of Hongfeng Mountain, hide and prepare for attack."

Mountain artillery, thunder, and wonderful fire, each leading 20 people, surrounded by mountains on three sides in the southeast and north to prepare artillery, only to release the back mountain for the thieves to retreat.

Fierce wind, Xuan arrows, flying geese, fifty of each secret weapon masters, as the front army standby.

The golden tiger and the beast king, each pick fifty beast masters, scatter the mountains and surround them, in order to catch the fish that slip through the net.

King Kong protects the old man to the Blood Knife Gate, and the rest of you stay in place to protect the three, if the old man and the two do not return, then Hisi is in danger, and at any cost, bulldoze Red Maple Mountain. ”

"Slow!" Without waiting for anyone to act, Zhao Boshen hurriedly stopped and added, "The ghost shadow will allocate another twenty poisonous hands all the way, and the red snake must be caught as soon as possible, no matter whether it is dead or alive, as long as it is poisonous." Moreover, it is inevitable that the cunning thief will slip away in disguise, and if he encounters outsiders on the road, he will not leave a living mouth. ”

"Yes!" A group of people hurriedly said yes, and the leader quickly ordered people......

The main hall of the Blood Knife Gate

Liu Ya held a folding fan in his hand, patted the fan with a light smile, looked at Wang Haisi who was sitting on the ground intact below, and said, "Brother Wang, I don't know how to think about it?" ”

"Naturally, it's not good, since you know the background of the Wang family better than Hisi, I advise you to carry me down the mountain in a sedan chair." Wang Haisi picked up the tea on one side, and he was not afraid of poison, and smiled at good tea.

"As long as you send the ghost sword beauty to the bottom, you will become the existence of the king's brother and the famous friend of the real dog, you know, this business is not a trivial matter."

"You've been running out of tea these days." Wang Haisi drank the tea quite playfully, and threw away the teacup.

Nangong Xue has always walked masked, and there are not many outsiders who have seen her true face, Liu Ya is talking about a beauty, but what she is thinking about is actually her black bamboo sword!

The rune treasure is the closest to the power of the magic weapon above all the spiritual weapons, and the rune treasure refined by using the spiritual weapon as a material can be called the second magic weapon, which not only has a fatal temptation to the Ning Yuan Period, but also can set off a real bloody storm in the Gu Yuan Period!

Coincidentally, Nangong Xue's black sword is such a treasure, if it weren't for her background, which is equivalent to the background of the Wang family, and she has never been to a place where she shouldn't be, she is afraid that she will be killed and robbed of the treasure a long time ago, and she is likely to meet a beast and kill it after doing something bad.

And Liu Ya's idea of daring to fight Nangong Xue was because his backer was also hard, and with all the complicated involvement, he dared to really 'invite' Wang Haisi to come up the mountain.

"Although the east family of Chenzhen is powerful, after Liu's rectification in the past few months, Hongfeng Mountain has long been impregnable, and it is difficult to attack it with fire!" Liu Ya glanced at the broken teacup and said.

The maple tree has a lot of fallen leaves, and it is definitely better to attack the fire, and it is the first time that Wang Haisi has lost such a personality in these days, and it must be calculated that the time has been set, and the Wang family is about to attack the Blood Knife Gate.

"You can't help but ignore the power of Chenzhen, the cannon forged with Chenzhen's financial resources has been silent for a hundred years and has not been powerful." Wang Haisi flicked his fingers to each other, and the clouds were still light and light.

Liu Ya's face finally turned cold, but it was only for a moment, and then he returned to a flat chuckle, "It just so happened that the archery arrow array was designed, and the bombardment is not easy for the mountain to land." ”

"Hehe, a master and a capable person, a hidden weapon and arrow, a poisonous beast, even if it is the simplest to use financial resources to perform elephant-devouring tactics, I am afraid that this Red Maple Mountain will be gorgeous for a long time."

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Red Maple Mountain, Back Mountain

Nangong Xue's fainting wind was not arrogant and only stunned for a moment, although the relationship with this woman was not only not deep, but there was also a monstrous hatred, but after all, there was already a husband and wife, and he was worried that he would quickly move over, and then he did not hesitate to stabilize his qi and blood for his simple healing.

In fact, the so-called exercises of the monks are the existence of a wide range of introductions, and the magic rules are the direction of this introduction.

can rely on Bai Lao's simple absorption method to realize the success method, and Feng Buao's comprehension will obviously not be bad, so this little trick to heal people will still be possible.

"This is a spiritual artifact? No, these seals are like spirit runes, and this sword is by no means simple. Feng Bu was arrogant, and looked at the black bamboo sword a little fondly.

"You've become my person, then what's yours is mine, and it's still okay to see if it's okay." Feng Buao touched Nangong Xue's pretty face with a complicated expression, and finally couldn't help pinching his fingers to condense his vitality and inject this sword.

If you want to use the spiritual weapon handily, you must first use the vitality to refine the spiritual weapon, and then you can use the divine sense to drive the treasure, and the vitality injected into the spiritual weapon will be consumed with use.

After injecting his own cultivation vitality into the black sword, his divine thoughts were activated, and this beautiful pitch-black spirit sword flickered with a faint white light eerily, and a trace of cold qi rose.

See how powerful it is. Feng Buao thought about it, his brows furrowed, and the powerful divine consciousness power instantly encompassed the width of twenty zhang, and the black sword in his hand became stronger with the white light of the divine thought, and the cold qi also rose as thick as a boiling mist.

With his divine consciousness of the Great Perfection of Ning Yuan, if he wants to flexibly control the spiritual weapon, the range is only twenty zhang, but after twenty zhang, it is not completely uncontrollable, and the limit is forty or fifty zhang.

Soon, the spirit sword that was like an arm floated out of thin air, and after controlling it to fly slowly around the range of the two of them for more than a dozen circles, Feng Bu looked at a maple tree branch and leaf with a smile.

The spirit sword really flew there like lightning and flint with the mind, and cut off a maple leaf in the heart with great precision! After that, he couldn't help but try to chop trees and stones, and finally confirmed that the spirit weapon was really sharp, so he controlled the spirit sword and flew back.

After the divine consciousness was withdrawn, the person already felt a little dizzy, which made the wind not arrogant and sighing, after all, driving the spiritual weapon is not a simple perception, and the power of the divine consciousness consumes quite a lot, especially this high-level spiritual weapon like this sword.

With the withdrawal of control, the cold quickly disappeared, and the white light also faded and faded.

After placing the sword on Nangong Xue's side, he picked up the gourd in one hand and many poisonous needles in the other, and fell into deep thought.

As a genius of hidden weapons, he has been hunting day and night for many years, and the magic of spiritual weapons that can be driven by thoughts has already doomed him to be a strong man.

Just as he was in his trance, Nangong Xue seemed to be having some nightmare, and her dream words were full of fear and despair, "No, don't, don't ......"

Soon she opened her eyes suddenly, and it happened that the flickering gaze of the little face of Feng Bu was not arrogant and stunned.

But before she could go crazy, Feng Buao had already pressed her first, relying on a higher level of cultivation to temporarily restrain her cultivation and actions, and said with a complicated gaze, "When I cultivate into an immortal, the big ash can be resurrected, I don't hate you anymore." ”

He immediately gave up his hatred, all because he had a nightmare similar to this woman, that kind of look, it was really like... He thought he understood why this man was cold.

After that, he gritted his teeth, and he didn't pretentiously, he pulled Nangong Xue as he thought and hugged him tightly......

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