Zhao Zihan couldn't help but be stunned, it was actually Qin Fangfang, the little devil, who came?

What kind of blood feud do I have with him, and he has to put me to death like this?

Listening to the meaning of his singing, he completely ridiculed me as a dead man, and seemed to be very sure that I would die if I came here to cross the river, so he deliberately sang a cat crying mouse fake mercy.

So, he's going to kill me today?

Along the way, he was cautiously searching with his spiritual sense, and he didn't want to stay here, he must have been lying here a long time ago, and he actually deliberately hid his breath?

This ferry crossing is the only way to go to the White City, this bastard is so calculating!

I just don't know how many bad guys are ambushed at this little ferry? Are those turtle kings over there in Yiqiao Village also here?

Have Yao Yao and Wen Chan passed?

Just now, he was enjoying the scenery by the river in a relaxed mood, but at this time, a heavy meaning filled his heart, Zhao Zihan felt that a battle to the death was inevitable, and couldn't help but glance at Mei'er with some regret.

Yan Mei'er also suddenly felt a lot of irritability, the boundless coercion came like a mountain, and the faint feeling that was once familiar came to her mind again, and she couldn't help but say anxiously: "Cold, the big thing is not good, there is that kind of monster breath and smell in front." ”

Hearing that there was more or less panic in Mei'er's tone, this situation is rare, Zhao Zihan's heart was slightly cold, but he forced himself to calm down, and asked, "How many do you feel?"

"There is only one. Mei'er replied with great certainty.

Zhao Zihan felt relieved for no reason, and said secretly: With Qin Fangfang's flamboyant and conceited character, he may not be disdainful of beating, or he is really the only one here.

But if he was really the only one here, then he must have possessed that monster, right?

Whatever, in today's situation, there is no advance or retreat, and he and Mei'er join forces, but they have the heart to fight!

This thought flashed in his mind, and he suddenly felt heroic in his heart, and said to Mei'er resolutely: "That's right, this person is Qin Fangfang of Wuji Palace, he became famous very early, his personality is arrogant, and he is extremely arrogant. ”

"I have no hatred for killing my father or taking my wife, but for some reason, he always wants to take my life. “

"Although he has the phantom body of a monster now, you also have the demon star protector, and you can't escape anyway, how about we give him a fight here today?"

Although she didn't have the slightest sense of control over the Demon Star, looking at Zhao Zihan's momentum full of pride, Mei'er's eyes still lit up involuntarily, and she said angrily: "Okay!

After a song, there was a long sigh in the wind, and the tune sung by Qin Fangfang suddenly changed, and this time it was actually sung: The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side......

These lines are sung with sorrow and tactfulness, lingering and compassionate, and the meaning is sad.

It seems that there is a person who he has been in love with for thousands of years, but he has always ignored his tenderness, ignored him, and would rather stay alone on the side of the water, lonely and old.

Yan Mei'er smiled when she heard this, and grinned: "This person seems to have fallen out of love, otherwise, how could his song be so sad and so sad?"

"It's sour, it's the same as the first letter I received from someone. ”

Still have the heart to joke at this time?

Zhao Zihan couldn't help glaring at Mei'er, and was about to sneer at each other......

"Boom!"

A small wooden house by the river suddenly exploded, and a figure rose from it, its long hair fluttering in all directions, and a long sword glowing with a terrifying cold light in the autumn sun.

"I know that you will be caught in the net, and see where you can flee today?"

Qin Fangfang's momentum was like a rainbow, his eyes flashed with an aggressive cold light, and he flew towards Zhao Zihan and Yan Mei'er like an eagle striking the sky.

This move, it is called "Eagle Strikes the Sky", it is a ruthless swordsmanship of the Wuji Palace, and for thousands of years, I don't know how many people have been defeated under this move, just like a chicken caught by an eagle and lost their lives.

Yan Mei'er naturally couldn't let Qin Fangfang get close, and she was already upside down

After retreating a few feet, the black purple wand in his hand emitted a cold light, and he scolded lightly in his mouth: "Twelve columns dry eight treasure platforms." ”

"Boom!"

In mid-air, a strong wind suddenly rose and clouds flew, enveloping Qin Fangfang in the wind and clouds at once.

Then the second sentence: "The spring breeze blooms everywhere." ”

"Huhu!" Countless flowers suddenly appeared in the air, flying all over the sky in the wind towards Qin Fangfang.

On the other side, Zhao Zihan had already pulled out his long sword, and suddenly saw that although Mei'er was dancing with flowers in the sky, Qin Fangfang's sword was still moving forward, and there was no hindrance, he couldn't help but be surprised, hesitated slightly, hurriedly pulled a sword flower, and made a so-so move.

Who knew that under the hesitation in his heart, the move he issued was actually the Qingyang swordsmanship's "green mountains do not change, green water flows forever".

The move is a good move.

But this trick is not commonly used.

This is the trick that the disciples of Qingyang Mountain use to escape when they can't beat the enemy, the most is the sword light, charming eyes, convenient for emergencies and escape when things are bad or the situation is not good.

He made this move, and he regretted it in his heart.

As expected, the sword was counterproductive.

The sword light in the sky chopped the flowers that Mei'er conjured up, and they were scattered in the wind.

In this way, the effect is "outstanding", and the power of the two magic tricks issued by Yan Mei'er is greatly reduced because of this, but Qin Fangfang's vigorous posture is extremely chic in the flying petals, handsome and unforgiving, which is unforgiving.

Yan Mei was so angry that she smoked, and her eyes widened.

"What a trick to destroy flowers!"

Qin Fangfang couldn't help but praise loudly, and the look on his face was even more admirable, and he was ashamed of himself.

Zhao Zihan's face was pale, and he was determined to be ashamed and brave.

Seeing that Qin Fangfang was sneering in his mouth, but a sword in his hand was cold, pierced through the heavy petals, and hurriedly fell off the horse, and then a "lazy donkey rolled" on the spot, which could avoid the style of Qin Fangfang's sword.

The movements were rather obscene, and the results were unsatisfactory, which made him feel generally satisfied, and he couldn't help but feel refreshed.

Immediately a tiger roared, quickly got up from the ground, his legs were slightly bent, the front bow and the back arrow, and the "Joy of Fish" of the meridian swordsmanship was used.

A bright light suddenly flashed in front of him, like a flying stream straight down to Gaogang, and like a torrential rain suddenly poured, and the air suddenly froze.

Qin Fangfang exhausted all his moves, but before he could change his moves, he was snatched by Zhao Zihan's extremely fast sword.

The extraordinary spiritual sense made him realize that this move was very strange, but his conceited state of mind did not allow him to retreat.

Suddenly I felt a sense of stagnation pressing on my chest and abdomen, and suddenly I was drowning like a bad swimmer, my hands couldn't help but scratch randomly, and my legs were unwillingly kicked up like a toad being held tightly by my hands.

Jian Puyun: The most ideal effect that this trick "Joy of Fish" wants to achieve is just eight words: hold the toad and take out the urine.

Qin Fangfang felt very aggrieved, and the feeling of drowning was not very good.

He was full of slander in his heart: sister, I thought that this little bastard would definitely die today, so I specially sang "Gong Wu Crossing the River" to give him a funeral in advance.

His sword is clearly targeted, insidious and vicious.

Could it be that today's song has turned into my own elegy, and I, Qin, have to "drown" here with great sadness?

Even if he knew the opportunity, he could no longer care about decency at the critical moment, so he reluctantly made a swimming action similar to "dog planing", his head shrank a few times like a bastard, his hands and legs were bent, curled up in a ball, like a turtle, and then his limbs stretched out violently like a toad jumping, and he stroked in unison, and his body surfaced out of the "water".

Just out of the "water", I couldn't help but greedily breathe out a breath of life-saving air, and suddenly felt that the wind was loud overhead, and a black purple sledgehammer smashed down on the head.

A clear message came to my mind: don't panic, I'm here......

At the last moment, a phantus suddenly appeared around his body, the sky

A dragon-like roar sounded, the earth trembled, and the river rolled upside down.

There was a big "boom" on the ground.

Sledgehammer down.

Although the momentum is like thunder in the nine days, it seems to be smashed on water, and only a few waves are conjure.

Qin Fangfang's head was still on his neck, and there was no damage or injury, Yan Mei'er was taken aback, this was the first time she had completely failed since she woke up to the "Qianjun Stick Method".

Even if the big ape in Xincheng has been smashed by my aunt and grandmother countless times, what the hell is this phantom of Qin Fangfang?

Could it be that the monster is actually evolving?

A bright light flashed in the air again, Zhao Zihan saw that Mei'er's stick was useless, and quickly slashed at the phantom with a sword, and saw Qin Fangfang's body suddenly refute from the phantom, retreating three feet, and the phantom that stayed in place was split in half by a sword.

The broken shadow fell to the left and right, and under Qin Fangfang's scarlet gaze, it quickly stood up and closed, and it looked like a gorilla.

A thick mist erupted from its large nostrils, and its arms were curled against its chest, indicating that it was very angry.

It has a bowl-sized scar on the top of its head that heals and grows hair very quickly.

Although Yan Mei'er was taken aback, she also got a little comfort, knowing that the blow just now was not completely ineffective, and it seemed that it still hurt it.

"Boom, boom!"

The orangutan forgot the pain when the scar was obviously healed, raised his thick arms and danced wildly towards Zhao Zihan and Yan Mei'er, the golden light of the Dao Dao crossed the air like a sharp sword, and the loud sound was like a mountain and a tsunami.

This thing is too damn, where can I have time to play drums and make Xiao at such a close distance?

Yan Mei'er's body was erratic, embarrassed to dodge, Zhao Zihan used the method of earth concealment, and drilled around in the soil like a groundhog.

The little life is at stake, and they must dodge, and the two of them are suddenly in a hurry, and the pride and ambition of fighting to the death disappear in an instant.

"Hey, see how long you two bastards can last?"

Qin Fangfang sneered, looking at the embarrassed appearance of the pair of dogs and men, his scarlet eyes revealed excitement.

Little whore, do you have today?haha......

Boom!

Knock!

Knock knock!

Heavy war drums suddenly sounded on the side of the mountain, and the majestic and heavy rhythm made the blood flow and sounded like an ancient war song: ambush on all sides.

Qin Fangfang was suddenly very surprised: Who is playing the drums here?

In the rumbling drums, there seemed to be thousands of troops lurking in all directions, and thousands of horses were in unison.

Qin Fangfang suddenly felt bad, only to feel that he was like a hero at the end of the road, and he was about to be arrested in despair, so it was better to simply wipe his neck and kill him......

Just as he was hesitating, a generous and heroic song sounded:

The wolf smoke rises and the rivers and mountains look north

The dragon rolls, the horse grows, and the sword qi is like frost

The heart is like a long river

Twenty years between the vertical and horizontal, who can fight......

The singing voice was agitated, as if full of ambition, full of blood, and the pride of the sky was imagined as a big sword and a long sword, which suddenly stabbed the gorilla's body and howled unwillingly.

The golden light in the sky also dissipated frequently, and the turbulent river water steamed as if it was boiling, and it suddenly rained heavily in the clear sunshine.

Who would have thought that the power of this ancient war drum and the vigorous ancient war song would be so terrifying to that orangutan!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Qin Fangfang hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue, calmed his mind, his figure flashed a few times, and he became one with this gorilla, staring at the bastard guy who suddenly appeared on the side of the mountain with hideous eyes, eager to eat it alive.

The sound of drums in the sky gave Zhao Zihan a chance to breathe, and he hurriedly flashed out of the soil, stepped to the crumbling Mei'er and held her up.

When he looked up, the man on the side of the mountain stood as straight as a javelin, his cold face revealing firm determination and courage in the face of death.

The empty left sleeve fluttered like a battle flag in the autumn wind and rain.

Is it him?

Zhao Zihan suddenly remembered it, and couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart.