The wind slammed the floor all over the building!

The tables, chairs, tea and wine around him suddenly flew up and scattered all over the ground!

A hurricane-like force erupted from his body!

Murderous!

Extraordinarily dazzling! It shines like a red cloak that fills the building! This cloak is thicker and brighter than blood!

Blood is cold! Nothing in the world is colder than bloodshed!

The room is already breathless! There is only one person in the eyes of Feng Manlou, and that is Qiu Leng!

His eyes were full of one word: Anger!

Furious!

Hotter than fire!

The house was not as hot as fire, but colder than blood! Everyone saw that the wind knife in Feng Manlou's hand was as cold as dripping blood on his body!

This cold is not painful!

Jealous! Hate! Anger! The body that has flowed into the windy building, the blood that flows is anger!

Angry, jealous!

The wind is full of buildings across the rivers and lakes, and it is sought after by tens of thousands of people! His green clothes look delicate and elegant, and the blood-red cloak adds a little majesty and domineering to the whole person! Who would dare to talk to him like this in Chang'an City!

Qiu Liang compared him to a cat and a dog!

He can't afford to fail! This failure is fatal! It's worse than asking him to die! He loves that kind of scenery! And Leng Yue rejected him in person, but chose the one-armed Qiu Leng in full view. （）..

Feng Manlou is not Qin Shi Mingyue, and he is also not Yu Nanfei, so it is even more impossible for him to lie down and taste his courage.

He's just full of wind, like the wind! Powerful! Atrocious! That self-esteem is as strong as the wind!

Qiu Leng already feels that it is going to be broken, and the wind is full of murder! This killing machine is not the killing machine of the past, this killing machine is a typhoon landing!

This killing machine is no longer recoverable. He's too strong!

Qiu Leng suddenly felt that he was wrong, this is fatal! The wind is full of buildings, and they will fight for their lives. Either you die or I live!

The wind is full of buildings, and the blood in the whole body is flowing with anger! The wrath of all things! The hatred of all things, the jealousy of all things!

Autumn Leng can feel the horror of the Wind Knife more than anyone else! That sword aura was like death! That's loneliness! As tragic as Shura!

This cold is like standing on the top of a snow-capped mountain in the bitter cold!

Qiu Leng secretly regretted in his heart, he really underestimated Feng Manlou!

Everything on the earth froze. Thousands of miles frozen! Even his own exhalation seemed to have condensed in the air into a freezing point.

He suddenly felt like he couldn't move an inch, like a nail being nailed!

When people's emotions reach the extreme, they become silent and suppress all their anger in their hearts, but this anger is undoubtedly the most terrible.

If you are angry and don't get angry, once a landslide breaks out! It's like a volcano!

Qiu Leng suddenly took a deep breath, his body trembled involuntarily, he had already seen that Feng Manlou's eyes had changed!

Turned blood red! The eyes were like drops of blood.

Qiu Leng suddenly understood that this Feng Manlou was bound to be the same as Nie Feng, hiding the blood of madness. Once it erupts, it will be destroyed!

He suddenly thought of the killing intent he had comprehended! This wind is full of buildings, and it is undoubtedly an explosion of killing intent!

The windy sword has been like the Shura of hell, and the lone wolf under the snow-capped mountain has firmly locked the autumn cold!

Murderous suffocation!

A cold and extremely dead breath emanated around Qiu Leng's body, and he felt that the whole world had been derailed, and people seemed to be no longer on the floor.

It's a strange feeling!

Qiu Leng knew that if he hadn't had the Bingxin wrench left by Shangguan Jinhong, he would have collapsed long ago under such a powerful and exciting murderous aura at this moment.

Countless invisible sword qi surged from the Wind Blade, as dense as a raging storm!

Qiu Leng suddenly stood with a horizontal sword, and he silently recited a sentence in his mouth: The heart is as clear as ice. The sky is falling.

Qiu Leng's hand rested on the sword casually, his sword was horizontal in front of his chest, calm! The real strength of the cold ice suddenly urged the 'wind traces of the world' to remain unchanged and respond to all changes!

Battle! Decided by the First World War! Indefinite and not fighting!

The two of them didn't seem to fight. But the palms of each other have changed no less than dozens of times, and Qiu Leng's hands don't seem to move, but they are actually shaking all the time. Every time he trembled, he strangled the death knife qi of the wind full of buildings halfway!

Spirit! Thought!

Martial arts have reached a certain level. It's not just about moves!

Feng Manlou was already shocked at this time, he didn't expect Qiu Leng to not bow his head under such a powerful and tragic murderous aura.

This is like the murderous aura of the Shura Wolf's blade, which doesn't seem to have any effect on him.

"Wonderful!" The blue wolf smiled without tears and groaned. His voice was low, but it was still heard by the wind and the flowers.

Feng Manlou didn't dare to withdraw his hand, because it was now at a critical moment, and he had already put enough pressure on Qiu Leng, at least Qiu Leng was now completely frozen by the wind, and he couldn't even move a step!

Hua Mantian said gloomily: "Who? ”

He quipped: "You can't appear at the most critical moment every time." ”

The blue wolf stood up without tears, he raised his head and chest, his eyes were slightly raised, his eyes were shining with a fine light of mountains and rivers in the world, looking far ahead, overlooking the earth!

Everyone understands one thing, a person who can face the absolute high-level characters in the world like this without being weak is by no means a thing in the pool!

With a towering forehead, broad shoulders, embarrassed stubble eyes like the sun and the moon, and eyebrows like a galaxy!

Dressed in purple, get straight to the point!

"It turned out to be the leader of the Blue Wolf Alliance, and the blue wolf had no tears!" Hua Mantian said gloomily.

"The wolf has no tears?"

"What? This person turned out to be the leader of the Blue Wolf Alliance in the Great Northwest Grassland, and the blue wolf who came from the east with purple qi without tears? ”

"Legend has it that he can use a hundred kinds of knife techniques, and he has a knife full of knives, as if it is ninety-nine eighty-one!"

"Wow, when will it be finished, when he takes out all the knives, I'm afraid it'll be dark."

"So he never waited for dark to draw his knife, because no one in the rivers and lakes could let him use a complete set of knife techniques."

"Then isn't there no one in the rivers and lakes who knows what kind of knife technique he uses? Who's martial arts in the rivers and lakes, everyone will have a number in their hearts, how many moves and how many styles..."

"That's right! But no one knows what knife technique he will use. I don't even know. ”

Qiu Leng's forehead was already showing sweat, his internal strength was shallow after all, and following the wind was far from his spiritual thoughts, if it weren't for his own concentration and Songyang sword concentration and the addition of the ice heart in his hand, his heart would have been crushed by this brutal murderous aura.

After all, the wind is full of wind! The dignified Jianghu weapon spectrum ranks in the top ten, and it is used to be jealous of several peerless masters. And his demonic nature has risen now, so his power has skyrocketed!

Feng Manlou heard that the other party was a blue wolf without tears, and his heart was making a final struggle, he knew that Qiu Leng would never survive a quarter of an hour. He understands that Qiu Leng is now an ant on a hot pot, like a pin.

Although Feng Manlou's eyes looked at Qiu Leng without blinking, he had been struggling in his heart. (To be continued.) )