The sword light falls, the knife light rises, and the world is 90,000 miles!

Although Fang Ming had only slashed straight at him, his sword aura was like light, spreading out in all directions. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Whew! Whew! Whew!

The space almost froze at this moment, and the five-colored feathers in the sky suddenly stopped, and suddenly swayed away!

When it was swinging away, a thin line emerged from the tip of the feather, spread to the middle, and finally reached the wing, and suddenly snorted, the thin line cracked, and the original feather was split in two from the middle!

What's even more amazing is that the two halves of the feathers are evenly divided from side to side, and even if the most skillful craftsman comes over, personally measures and then cuts it, it may not be so uniform and elegant.

The color of the sky suddenly doubled, like a rain of colorful flowers!

The feathers fluttered and landed on the ground, the grass, the branches, and Fang Ming's shoulders.

The multicolored feathers with the power of Nangong Wen Linggang can kill people, but after defeating the true power attached to the feathers, the rest of these are just a bunch of feathers.

"A knife?"

Nangong Wenling was so frightened that he almost felt unstable, and fell directly from mid-air.

A knife is divided, and the gods and ghosts are worried!

Only now did he know what kind of enemy he had provoked!

"Oh my God...... This...... This is no longer the means of the Grandmaster, could it be that he is actually a Great Grandmaster! What kind of blood mold did I pour on me? ”

Nangong Wenling sighed in his heart, but he suddenly changed direction and rushed towards another place.

"You can't run!"

Fang Ming's body was full of demonic energy, and he seemed to follow behind step by step with the ultimate killing intent of heaven and earth.

"Wait...... Little friends! Lord of the Demons! I think we still have something to discuss! ”

Nangong Wenling was worthy of being a grandmaster, even if he was running for his life, he could still try to talk to Fang Ming at the same time.

"It's easy to reconcile!"

Fang Ming's eyes seemed to release purple intent: "You attacked me with two moves just now, and I only gave you two swords, as long as you take me another knife, this demon lord will spare you!" ”

"I'll do it! The power of that knife is already earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods, if you take another hard knife, where is there still life? ”

Nangong Wenling secretly complained bitterly and ran faster.

When he walked away, he flew like lightning, but with the lightness of a crane, the swiftness of a swallow, and the fierce rush of an eagle, he flew out of a distance of more than ten zhang in the blink of an eye, and the speed was really fast.

It's just that no matter how fast he is, Fang Ming can still follow him in his spare time, and he seems to be at ease.

"If I use all my strength now, I will definitely be able to catch up with the other party within five hundred zhang, and the probability of killing him is seventy percent!"

Fang Ming's eyes flashed, but he had already calculated the limit of Nangong Wenling.

"It's a pity...... Killing him won't do me much good, and ...... The dog will inevitably threaten me if he jumps under the wall, and it will be even more troublesome if his companions rush to take revenge...... The most important thing is that it does not help the dragon in the slightest! ”

thought so in his heart, but on the surface, he was arrogant and domineering: "You are dead!" Provoke this demon lord! No one in heaven or on earth can save you! ”

His voice seemed to be more magical, and it was like wisps of it in his ears, wanting to disintegrate Nangong Wenling's resistance mind.

And a net-like aura suddenly opened, and in the surging true qi, it seemed to form a whirlpool, trying its best to stop the speed of Nangong Wenling.

Nangong Wenling was almost so depressed that he was about to vomit blood, and under the great risk of the revenant, he could only squeeze out every bit of his potential and began to run for his life.

……

The mountains are high and the forests are dense, and the clouds are deep and I don't know where to go.

A dove suddenly chirped loudly, fell low from the sky, and landed on an ebony cane.

On crutches is an old and silver-haired old woman, she is hunched over, coughing a few times from time to time, seemingly weak and untouchable, but her eyes are green, like cat's eyes, evil and moving.

"Good baby!"

She touched the feathers of the dove, and her wrinkled face was full of dissatisfaction: "My treasure has found out about the movement of the Linghou, but the dead bird has not come, but what is the reason?" ”

"Nangong Wenling is not such an unobtrusive person, he must have encountered some danger! Maybe...... It was discovered by the grandmaster under the Linghou seat...... Hee-hee......"

Under the treetops of the east head, there is also a beautiful woman with a plump figure and wearing palace clothes, who immediately smiled and said when she heard the words.

The tone was full of schadenfreude, and it seemed that the friendship with Nangong Wenling was also very limited.

Although she is swaying and dressed in a regular manner, she looks like a young lady from a big family, but her eyes are bright and full of a kind of smoky and flattering taste.

For men, the better the family, the more incomparable the attractiveness.

A wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as stealing, stealing is better than robbing, and robbing is better than not grabbing!

Knowing this, she will inevitably become a master of dealing with men, and this young woman obviously understands this truth very well, so she dresses up in a proper manner, but leaves others with infinite reverie.

"What does Valkyrie think?"

The old woman's cat-like eyes looked at the last person.

He looked to be in his early thirties, with an open heavenly court, eyebrows like a sword, a straight nose, and a face like a knife and an axe.

"Little sister also wants to hear Brother Zhou's high opinion!"

The dignified young woman with a smoky eye also echoed it, and her words were flattering.

It is clear that this young man has the highest status of the three.

For the grandmaster, fame and fortune are like floating clouds, and they only recognize force among each other, so the one with the highest status must also be the one with the best martial arts!

"Mother-in-law Dove Pan and Mrs. Wanhua are both well-known characters in the rivers and lakes, so why mention it myself?"

Zhou Tong's voice was cold, word by word, but it was like steel, with a tough taste: "According to my first proposal, let's go directly to arrest that imperial dragon, and when the time comes, wouldn't it be very happy?" Why do you have to do such a ghostly trip, if it weren't for Sister Ning Xue's hard work, hum! ”

His voice was extremely unkind, and even more arrogant.

Of course, he does have this proud capital!

Because his surname is Zhou, his name is Tong! There is also a nickname called 'Little Valkyrie'!

Mother-in-law Jiupan is already 100 years old, and although Mrs. Wanhua looks at the smoke and looks charming, she is actually in her early fifties.

But Zhou Tong is different!

He just turned 30 this year!

And when he was twenty-five years old, he had already broken through the limitations of his ancestral aperture and became a grandmaster-level master!

Such a person is really a genius among geniuses! Not to mention, he is also a world-famous martial arts family, the descendant of the Zhou family, and his future prospects and achievements...... It's limitless!

He is indeed a genius in martial arts, not only the innate Dao body, but also the innate 'martial bones', no matter what magic skills are mastered, they will be able to learn and practice! Since his debut, he has gone through 800 battles of all sizes, and has not lost a single defeat, so he was jointly elected as a 'little martial god'!

The reason why it is not directly called 'Martial God' is because the previous dynasty already had a martial artist named 'Martial God', and finally came to the point of shattering the void! It is rumored that he fought with Daqian Taizu and did not die!

Now that the people in the rivers and lakes have elected Zhou Tong as the 'Little Martial God', it is conceivable that they are optimistic about him.

"That dragon guard isn't easy...... The slave family heard that he happened to be the little commander who was specifically responsible for taking care of the arsenal, and he was the first to get under the moon near the water, and his martial arts were so high that he even shook the great grandmaster! ”

Mrs. Wanhua said with a smile: "We are naturally not opponents, if it weren't for the little martial god coming out this time, I'm afraid it would be ......."

"Hmph...... What is the point of a mere iron-hearted hardship? ”

The arrogance on Zhou Tong's face did not decrease: "Solve him as soon as possible, a certain family will go to Connecticut, and he will be alone for a while!" ”

"Connecticut?"

Lady Wanhua's face moved: "Could it be that Grandmaster with both swords and swords, Fang Ming?" ”

Granny Dove smiled and teased the dove on the cane, also full of playful expressions.

"Not bad! That Fang Ming, a certain family has long wanted to see it! ”

Zhou Tong snorted coldly.

The Grandmaster is the beginning of transcendent sanctification.

And for generations, as long as a martial artist can be promoted before the age of thirty, he is already considered a genius! The twenty-five-year-old of the little martial god Zhou Tong is still a mid-to-upper grade even if it is placed in all the innate Dao bodies!

Zhou Tong is a very proud person.

And the proud are the least likely to fail!

He was originally quite complacent about his achievements, until he heard about Fang Ming's name!

Connecticut, Dajiang League, sword and sword, Fang Ming!

This young man broke through the limit of his ancestral skills in his twenties, his talent is high, and his martial arts talent is so strong that he is simply incomparable!

The most striking thing about genius is when you see a more genius!

Therefore, Zhou Tong was hit hard.

It was precisely because of this that he had to come to the northwest to have a good competition with Fang Ming.

"Huh...... Brother Zhou is a genius, and that Fang Ming is just a villain...... Historically, there are examples of people like him who are young and ambitious, but middle-aged but depressed, and who are unreachable to everyone, also have ......"

Mrs. Wanhua frowned and said with a smile.

"It's natural...... A certain family was promoted five years earlier than him, and this time he didn't get this cheap, let him poop with one hand! ”

Zhou Tong said hatefully.

Seeing that she was completely the same as a duck, Mrs. Wanhua's face stiffened, and the old lady of the dove pan sneered.

"Huh?"

At this moment, Zhou Tong suddenly turned his head, his eyes were like electricity, and he pierced into the deep forest.

"Someone!"

After dozens of breaths, Granny Dove Pan and Mrs. Wanhua moved their eyebrows, exclaimed, and glanced at each other again, looking at Zhou Tong's back full of fear.

Between the martial artists, the difference is a millimeter, the error is thousands of miles, this little martial god Zhou Tong's martial arts is really worthy of the name, the two of them are not only fighting alone, far from opponents, even if they join forces, I am afraid it will be difficult to match! (To be continued.) )