Wutong Ye restlessly walked through Jiangling City, and the terrain of Jiangling, which he was familiar with, became a little unfamiliar, and this time the sword frightened the elite of the Wuyue Alliance to attack Jiangling, obviously for the Sword Monarch Twelve!

And outside Jiangling City, Yan Fengwu is taking the elite of Xiaoxiang Pavilion and going all out to deal with it! In addition to the city, the city is also a vital battlefield, if you and Qiaolangjun, the drunken demon "Wang Invincible" and others, if you can capture the twelve sword monarchs and seize the treasure one and a half minutes earlier, you can solve the danger of Jiangling as soon as possible!

Not only that, if he can really take that treasure, he will definitely be able to help Yan Fengwu suppress that invincible death in front of the pavilion master!

Thinking of the desperate life, the more resentful the sycamore leaf became, like himself, Feng Wu is an old man who followed the pavilion master as soon as he entered the rivers and lakes, and that desperate life was only entered into the pavilion after he was defeated in the hands of the pavilion master, but he didn't know what ** soup he poured into the pavilion master, as soon as he entered the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, he could steal the head of the four swords of Xiaoxiang, overpowering himself, and even the prestige in the gang has faintly surpassed Yan Fengwu, the pavilion master's wife, recently, but it is extremely disgusting!

Thinking of it, Wutong Ye couldn't help but speed up a little faster, and the "Dancing Willow Sword" Wutong Ye, one of the four swords of Xiaoxiang, was like an afterimage speeding through the buildings of Jiangling City.

Suddenly, a black shadow suddenly flashed in the alley looking down, and the sycamore leaf was ecstatic in his heart, and immediately chased after it, the sycamore leaf's body method "eight steps to catch the cicada" was the most suitable for this kind of long-distance running errand, and it didn't take a few steps to catch up with the person in front of him.

I saw that the person in front of him was dressed in black, with a black scarf on his face, and when his appearance was suspicious, Wutong Ye did not hesitate, and the famous "Huifeng Dancing Willow Sword" suddenly killed the general.

This 7749 road back to the wind and dance willow swordsmanship is the stunt of Gu Daoren of the Bashan Sword School, ethereal and pure, only to see the sword light flowing, as elegant as a beauty dancing, but in fact, it is a hidden killing machine, a move to kill people, and it is extremely dangerous.

When the black man saw that the sycamore leaf swordsmanship was constantly being used, he immediately frowned slightly, and dismantled one or twenty moves with the sycamore leaf with his bare hands, and the situation became more and more dangerous. Seeing this, the man in black suddenly shook his head helplessly, his left hand was slightly raised, and the palm power suddenly differentiated, forming a huge cyclone.

However, this set of wonderful martial arts, Wutong Ye was familiar with it, and he suddenly exclaimed: "Dou Zhuan Xingxing? ”

The man in black smiled, took off his veil, and said with a smile: "Why, even I don't know each other?" ”

On the other side of Jiangling City, the luck of the "Golden Snake Sword" Qiao Langjun, one of the four swords of Xiaoxiang, was much better than that of Wutong Ye, and after fleeing for more than ten hours, Sword Monarch Twelve finally revealed his trace!

The two met in the narrow alley, both sides were old rivals, they knew the roots, and they didn't answer and directly drew their swords to fight together, and for a while the sword shadow flew over, which was extremely dangerous.

Qiao Langjun is a disciple of the Five Poisons Sect in Yunnan, after obtaining the Golden Snake Sword Spectrum, he is famous for his strange swordsmanship with this strange sword theory in the world, and later entered the Xiaoxiang Pavilion and was listed as the "Xiaoxiang Four Swords"! And the Sword Monarch Twelfth is the chief disciple of the Qingcheng faction, and he has a deep knowledge of Songfeng swordsmanship, compared to his teacher Yu Canghai, he is only afraid that the blue is better than the blue.

It's a pity that now the Sword Monarch Twelve has been injured by Yan Fengwu's spirit rhino finger earlier, and then although he risked his life to kill and hide in Jiangling City, but now it is already the end of the strong crossbow, and he has just fought a few moves, and he has already fallen into the downwind, and he is in danger!

Qiao Langjun felt that although the Sword Monarch Twelve was struggling to keep up with his sword moves and constantly dismantling, the internal force on the sword was becoming weaker and weaker, and he was secretly happy in his heart, and quickly increased the internal force on the sword.

Seeing this, Qiao Langjun let out a long roar and bullied up, and was about to take out the sword and turned out to be Qiao Langjun! Suddenly, a gray wind swept in, rolling up the dust in the alley and attacking the pretty man.

Qiao Langjun was shocked in his heart, Yan Fengwu, the heir of Lu Xiaofeng in Xiaoxiang Pavilion, didn't think about it as a second person, and the power of this blow was also earth-shattering, but he didn't know that it was the master of the road who came to secretly help the Wuyue Alliance! Qiao Langjun gritted his teeth, hurriedly retreated, and used a "Golden Snake Dance" to block the attack.

After a blow, Qiao Langjun saw the appearance of the person who came, and the person who came was actually a fat man with five big and three thick, and his facial features were also extremely ugly, but this fat man looked more natural and not disgusting at all.

The fat man looked up and down at Qiao Langjun, and said with some disdain: "You look so ugly, and you are still a vassal and elegant scholar, and you don't have any self-knowledge at all!" ”

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As soon as Qiao Langjun heard this, his nose was crooked: I didn't say you were ugly, you said me first?!

The pretty gentleman who usually cherishes his appearance the most, was said to be ugly by such an ugly fat man today, and he moved the reverse scales in his heart, what is the overall situation, the orders of the pavilion master are all left behind, and he lifted his sword and slashed at the fat man.

When the fat man saw it, he shook his head: "The four swords of Xiaoxiang are at this level, so it seems that Murong Chunqiu is also in vain!" After that, the fat man put his left fist and right palm in a posture to meet the beautiful man.

Qiao Langjun's sword is known for its strange sword path and curves, and the sword momentum is getting faster and faster under the anger at this moment, and the fat man waved his right palm without hurry, and suddenly countless mist was born, diffuse and floating, and a few breaths of work have been hazy and shrouded the two.

Then the clouds and mist constantly changed into all kinds of scenes, like a dream, and it was hard to believe that there was such a martial art at this time!

Qiao Langjun, who was in the middle of it, became more and more impatient, a long sword danced wildly, and a set of golden snake swordsmanship fought back and forth several times, but he didn't even see a figure of the fat man, and suddenly roared desperately!

"Is this witchcraft?" Behind Fang Ding, who was hiding not far away, Tang sadly looked at this incredible martial art, and the almost crazy Qiao Langjun in the field, and couldn't help but mutter.

Zhou Yi stared at it for a long time before he said slowly: "No, this is a brilliant martial art that urges the clouds and mist with internal force, and produces illusions through the reflection of the clouds and mist, and everything in the field is illusory!" But the authorities are fascinated! ”

"Not bad! Little brother has good eyesight! As soon as Zhou Yi's voice fell, he only heard a few whispers suddenly coming from behind him, and suddenly turned around to see a thin man in black standing behind him safely, looking at the competition in front of him from a distance.

Zhou Yi saw this person, and was immediately shocked, since he learned the "Nine Heavens True Scripture", Zhou Yi's spiritual sense is far beyond ordinary people, and he quietly walked within three feet of himself, if this person has ill intentions, Zhou Yi suddenly stood upside down, and almost couldn't restrain the urge to draw his sword.

Who knew that this man just smiled at Zhou Yiwei, and jumped into the battle situation in the alley!

Then I saw a flash of silver light, and the fog in the field had disappeared, and the man in black raised his arm in front of Qiao Langjun, looking at the fat man in front of him with a smile.

"You are the undefeated legend of the Jialan Temple! Sure enough, it's better to be famous than to meet! ”

The fat man looked at the man in front of him, his eyes wandered, just a few breaths, and almost all the joys, sorrows, and sorrows in his small eyes changed, and then the fat man smiled helplessly.

"Xiaoxiang Pavilion, desperate! Sure enough, it's better to be famous than to meet! ”