On the May day of the world, Fangfei began to bloom. However, even if the flowers are revealed, it is not yet the season for butterflies to fly. Especially on such a breezy night, a butterfly appeared out of thin air, which made people have to be surprised, and there should be a good deed, take out their mobile phones and take pictures again and again, so that it will become the headlines of tomorrow.

It's a pity that there are no extra people to enjoy such a strange scene, and the only one who is considered an idler is probably Laures, but at this time it was also blocked by the sudden appearance of Zhu Yao.

Jufeng walked towards the butterfly, and the bamboo appeared on the balcony, and there seemed to be a lack of enemies in the field, and tonight's turmoil seemed to have entered a bottleneck period. But would the Holy Angels Inquisition be so simple to judge demons on behalf of justice?

Apparently not.

The moment Zhu Yao just jumped onto the balcony, three more figures suddenly appeared in the field, surrounding Zhu Yao and Claures from three directions. All three figures were in the same robes, with their heads bowed and their hats hidden, hiding their faces in the darkness.

Claurels subconsciously took a step back, leaning against the window glass of the bedroom, not daring to move. Zhu Yao's expression was also surprisingly solemn, and the Moon Refining Knife in his hand slid through a cold light in the night sky, and he was frozen with the three people opposite.

And Lance in the courtyard also walked towards the butterfly at the first time, but he was also blocked by three strangers who appeared out of thin air. They are different from the three people on the balcony, although they are the same robes, but the content of the paintings is slightly different. The top is a two-winged angel, while the bottom is a four-winged angel.

With an extra pair of wings, the status is naturally very different.

Lance snorted coldly and reprimanded disdainfully: "The three deacons want to send me away, you are really looking for death!" ”

After speaking, Lance's fists were slowly clenched, and his already thick arms were hard and strong again, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly skyrocketed.

Unlike the stalemate on the balcony, as soon as Lance's momentum changed, the three people on the opposite side pounced, their moves were fierce and terrifying, carrying the whirring wind.

Lance's eyes widened, and his right foot slammed on the ground, stepping out of a half-finger-deep depression in the courtyard where Ju Feng was serving.

Then he swung his arms, using his arms as knives, and was still airtight under the attack of the three people, not giving them any chance to hurt Vera.

Vera calmly combed the blue cat's fluff, which was naturally absolutely confident in Lance, and also reflected her accustomed bearing to the wind and waves.

It's like the emotional lute next to the thunder war drums.

Her eyes looked at the butterfly not far away and the man walking towards the butterfly, her eyes inexplicable.

Jufeng walked towards the butterfly, and the butterfly fluttered in place, as if waiting for the arrival of Jufeng there, like a rose that you can pick.

However, roses have thorns, and the thorns are poisonous.

Jufeng slowly approached, and the butterflies began to dance around Jufeng's body, dancing as thin as a veil of butterfly wings, flashing in the night light.

Suddenly, a wind came, interrupting the gorgeous dance, how the weak butterfly could resist the strong wind, swaying from side to side in the wind, and finally exhausted and began to fall.

At the moment when the wind rose and fell, the butterfly suddenly disappeared, and then hundreds of butterflies suddenly appeared, like an epiphany, blooming so brilliantly and so suddenly.

The butterflies are dancing wildly, the breath is disordered, still gorgeous, but full of dangers.

Ju Feng, who had been indifferent, finally made a move, and held a metal knife in his right hand at some point, which was the former second-grade knife made by Huanke. The steel knife was raised, and a streamer flashed in the night sky, and hundreds of butterflies suddenly scattered in all directions.

The butterflies scattered and then gathered, transforming into a human form at a distance of two meters, Utada Hao's eyes were condensed, he snorted coldly, and disappeared in the same place in an instant, and the next moment appeared on the right side of Ju Feng's body.

The same short dagger that I got out of nowhere, the sharp edge pointed directly at Ju Feng's throat.

Jufeng's right-handed knife went up again, and with a "cho" sound, he blocked the attack. Utada Hiroshi did not retreat, his body moved in the air, and the dagger once again took the center of the wind's eyebrows.

Ju Feng's eyebrows gathered, his left foot shook on the ground, and his body slid backwards at an unbelievable angle, and Hiroshi Utada chased after him relentlessly.

The dagger and the center of the eyebrows were only more than ten centimeters apart, maintaining such a posture and sliding backwards together for more than ten meters, Ju Feng's eyes froze, and his body tilted and sank to the ground again, and at the same time, his legs alternately kicked up, kicking Utada Hao into the night sky three meters high.

The figure squatted on the ground, and the wind suddenly soared up, chasing Utada Hao's rising body, the speed was extremely fast, and it was coming in a blink of an eye, and at the same time, the sword light was also coming, and the breath of killing seemed to cut through the night dome.

It's a pity that where the sword light sweeps, there are only butterflies flying.

Ju Feng's body fell dashingly from mid-air, very light, not even bending his knees, and the front finger of the blade was exactly where the butterflies gathered again, slowly forming a human form.

Utada Hao smiled evilly, the dagger slowly turned in the palm of his hand, and he said, "Feng Shao, what do you think of my unpopular illusion ninjutsu?" Is it reluctant to enter your eyes? ”

Ju Feng shrugged his shoulders and said disdainfully: "It's not just a child's trick, if my daughter is here, she will definitely praise you for becoming so good-looking." It's a pity that learning martial arts kills people, and your fancy thing is useless. ”

Utada Hao said: "There is less wind, although you are from a famous and decent family, and Yan Huang has a great reputation, but so what? It's not the same, it can't hurt me in the slightest? You must know that there are people outside the world, and there are ...... people outside the world."

What's outside the sky, Utada Hiroshi hasn't been able to tell the story, and he was forced back by the sudden outburst of Jufeng. At a distance of seven or eight meters, Ju Feng came in an instant, not only was the knife as sharp as light, but his mouth was chattering.

"I'll let you grind, let you talk nonsense, learn who is not good, you have to learn from the monk. Aren't you going to change? I'll let you change, let you fly, I see if you can't fly. ”

Jufeng knife swirled, impermeable to the wind, Utada Hiroshi was caught off guard, so he retreated one after another, and after ten steps, he suddenly transformed into a butterfly in the sky again, but this time Jufeng did not let the butterfly continue to flap its wings gracefully.

The body suddenly stopped, rotated into the air, and the second-grade knife made by Huanke was like a giant rafter at this time, and the whole night was rice paper, and the end of the pen touched the butterfly on the rice paper, and it would render a piece of mist there, slightly translucent.

Ju Feng lit more than a dozen butterflies, and all of them bloomed their bodies in the air. After a while, Jufeng fell to the ground, and the remaining butterflies continued to condense into adults not far away, but this time the human form stood slightly unsteadily, and staggered back two steps before standing steadily.

Hiroshi Utada was no longer as feminine and gentlemanly as before, his face was gloomy as water, he looked down at his left arm, the sleeve of his shirt was cut out of a shoulder-length gap, and there was blood oozing from his forearm. His gaze moved to his lower abdomen, where the Seraphim had half of its wings broken.

Ju Feng's blade pointed unchanged, the night was as cold as water, and his voice was like water, and he said: "Deputy head of the regiment, didn't you say that I couldn't hurt you in the slightest?" What about the wound on your arm? I saw that the picture on your clothes was not very beautiful, so I helped you change it, hoping to satisfy your satisfaction. ”

Hiroshi Utada raised his head, stared at Jufeng coldly, silently held his right hand on the wound on his left arm, and after a moment took it away, the bleeding magically stopped.

"Feng Shao shouldn't be so resolute, today you angered me, the Holy Angel Inquisition and the Religious Precepts will not let you go, I dare to guarantee, even if you have the ability to reach the heavens in Huaguo, you will not be able to save your life."

Utada Hiroshi said coldly, his face was much calmer, and he seemed to be angry.

Ju Feng sneered: "I don't anger you, is it possible that you plan to let me go?" Don't fool me with your high-sounding reasons, I will not give in to anyone, anyone! It's impossible to point fingers at me. If you want to fight, you will fight, and I will kill you today, so what can I do. ”

(To be continued)