Chapter 311 is in Xia Ye Liangchen
"This Han Yunfeng..."The wind groaned, and then a faint smile appeared on his face:
"It's kind of interesting. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Sikong Shang is in Luoshui, and he has long heard of the matter of letting everyone learn the lingua franca of the Xuanli Continent.
Every day when he goes out, a group of little children follow behind his ass and smile and say Ni Chu [the meaning of hello in the lingua franca of Xuanli Continent], and it is difficult to think that there is no "hearing"...
Because these two words are similar to the pronunciation of "you pig" in the language of the earth, these little kids who have nothing to do all day are especially fond of taunting people in this way!
When he turned his face, he saw Sikong Shang supporting his puppet body, facing the sky, looking very melancholy.
"What's going on?" The wind asked,
Thinking of Sikong Shang's loveless appearance when he found out that it was Si Yun's voice just after receiving the communication, Na Feng couldn't help but want to laugh.
I didn't expect Si Yun to accumulate so much power in their hearts...
"Nothing." Sikong Shang's voice was still melancholy:
"I'm paying tribute to my lost youth!"
The wind: "..."
At this time, Mo Duo, who had been dutifully paying attention to the movements of Wu Jiacheng and others in the water mirror, suddenly raised his voice:
"My lord, old man, look, do you want to help them at this time?"
Na Feng and Sikong Shang leaned over, and when they saw the situation inside, they also restrained their playful looks.
The wind was hesitating, and he heard Sikong Shang say firmly:
"Wait!"
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In the small town, the situation was balanced because of the addition of four new forces from the two teams of Hou Qian and Wang Wang.
It's just that as time passes, the center of gravity of victory has gradually shifted towards the black-robed man.
Han Yunfeng's blow before didn't cause much damage to the black-robed middle-aged man.
When he stabbed the chest of the black-robed middle-aged man, but there was a sound of metal striking, Han Yunfeng was not good, he couldn't hit it well, and quickly retreated.
But he was still hit by the angry palm of the black-robed middle-aged man, and his mouth was spitting blood, and his breath was also much weaker.
And when Chang Chenghui's spiral water arrow was once again avoided by the other middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, but almost hit Wang Wang, who had been blocked by the middle-aged man in black robe, they finally felt that something was wrong.
Although there are many of them, they have just experienced a battle, and they are not in the best state in terms of spiritual power or spirit, and they are not good at this kind of group battle!
However, the opponent's combat experience is much richer than theirs, and if this continues, defeat will become inevitable.
So Li Yang immediately made a decision and raised his voice:
"Leave four people at most, and the others will disperse first and attack from afar!"
Everyone does what they say.
The battlefield, which had just been crowded, instantly became spacious.
The expressions of the two middle-aged men were also gloomy, staring coldly at Li Yang and the others, and their voices were as cold as the wind:
"You are not from the Lingxi Sect, who are you?"
The summons were sent out for a long time, and the two juniors didn't arrive, so they must have been poisoned...
Wu Xiaoping has always been a little constrained because there are too many people, and he can't exert his maximum combat power, at this time, as if he was freed from the hands that have been bound, Sen Han's sword intent soared into the sky.
He motioned for Wang Wang to wait for the others to stay away, and then rushed forward with a sword flower.
"If you don't change your name, you don't change your surname, Huang Feihong, the eldest disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Xie Hongyu, is also! Scum reptiles like you, my Ten Thousand Swords Sect is like killing demons, killing one when you see one, and killing one pair when you see two! ”
Everyone: "..."
Ten Thousand Swords Sect・・・Huang Feihong・・・
Wu Xiaoping, what about your festival?
But... This pot is thrown beautifully, I give full marks!
"Boom!" The snow-white sword light seemed to illuminate half of the sky, and slashed at these two people!
The black-robed man didn't have time to ask again, this sword had accumulated Wu Xiaoping's suppressed battle intent and anger for a long time, far beyond his current cultivation level, and the power was terrifying!
"Boom!" The sword light slashed to the ground, leaving a bottomless sword mark on the ground!
Seeing this sword mark, cold sweat oozed from both of their foreheads.
This kind of power and attack power, if it is not a person from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, they will not believe it!
Wu Xiaoping only felt that the battle intent was still in a state of overflowing, threw down the broken sword in his hand that only had the hilt left, took out another magic sword from the storage bag that Si Yun had given them, rubbed his body and rushed up again:
"Kill this wingman to sacrifice ten thousand swords!"
It's also addictive!
Hou Qian's heart was itching, and now he didn't dare to go over with the sword qi in front of him, but he could attack from afar!
Having made up his mind, he released the Wood Spirit Determination from afar to hinder the actions of the two men, and shouted loudly:
"Such people who have lost their conscience, we and others will be punished. In the lower outer disciple Li Xunhuan. Known as Xiao Li Flying Knife, he helps his brother! ”
He was quite a smart person before waiting, and he heard that Si Yun said that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect only recruited sword cultivators, so he forcibly arranged for himself the identity of an outer disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.
Wang Wang also came to the momentum, and when he saw an opportunity, Xiaoshan Yin slammed towards the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi:
"Such a chic thing, how can I miss Ye Liangchen! Senior Brother Li, Senior Brother Huang, Senior Brother is ugly! ”
Wang Hui waited for a while and the onlookers couldn't hold back any longer, and they all laughed.
The atmosphere that had always been heavy and tense disappeared in an instant!
This group of narrow ghosts, even Ye Liangchen moved out...
Naturally, these monks from another world didn't know who Huang Feihong, Li Xunhuan and even Ye Liangchen were, but when they, who were born and raised in the 21st century, heard these names, the sense of contrast was not to mention how joyful it was!
Wu Xiaoping's sword was sharp, and he only interfered before waiting, and Wang Wang turned over the mountain seal and changed the mountain seal, which made the two people who had just nine people at ease a little overwhelmed for a while.
The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi suddenly raised his head, his eyes were full of resentment, and he said word by word:
"Good! Wan Jianzong, Huang Feihong, Li Xunhuan, I remember your names! In the future, I will never die with you Ten Thousand Swords Sect! ”
"You don't have that chance!" Wu Xiaoping snorted coldly, and suddenly used the trick [Starry Night Rain] he had created himself during the Qi Refining Period!
Those little meteors carried a powerful force and attacked the people in Tsing Yi.
The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was frightened and retreated again and again.
At this time, Chang Chenghui's eyes froze, and the spiral water arrow, water mirror, and water spirit wave were used together, forcibly separating the two of them five steps away.
Li Yang's eyes lit up.
What a chance!
These two people are united, why can't they do it, can't they be separated?
There are four more of them than originally planned!
Without his instructions, everyone spontaneously divided into two teams, firmly blocking their chance to meet again.
"Well done!" Li Yang was overjoyed and patted Chang Chenghui on the shoulder.
Chang Chenghui smiled and immediately greeted the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi:
"Huo Yuanjia, an outer disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, came to receive the teaching."
"In the Lower Dragon Aotian!"
"Under ..."(To be continued.) )