"Lian Jinghao" iron shop.

Now that the ghost is worried, Zhang Zifeng's expression has become a little strange.

It's like looking at a rare wild animal.

"Twin bloodlines, and both of them are very peculiar."

"The bloodline route that was shown for the first time was very domineering, and there was a very strong aura contained in it, and the characteristic was that this bloodline still belonged to the growth and progress type, and the second bloodline was a little interesting, it turned out to be Qi with five attributes, which is amazing."

Speaking of this, the ghost saw a sad face and said, "But just now, no matter what set of bloodlines, they didn't reach the Divine General Realm at all, so those two Divine General Realms were so frightened that they almost peed their pants, I'm afraid I vaguely understood!" ”

He grabbed the big broad sword in his hand, and under the light, his sword body invisibly exuded a Ling Ran killing intent, but it was quickly hidden, he opened the sword box and carefully put it back, and then slowly closed it and looked at Zhang Zifeng and said, "You are from a certain family?" ”

Zhang Zifeng sat in the corner at this time and said leisurely, "It's hard to say." ”

As the saying goes, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read.

Seeing this, the ghost was sad and didn't ask.

As if thinking of himself, he couldn't help but have a trace of sadness on his face.

Who doesn't have a story about them?

Thirty years ago, he was still a young man in his prime, and in that era of the end of the old era, the Guigu vertical and horizontal swordsmanship can be described as a strong pole.

He grew up in a Taoist temple.

The ghost still remembers the life of practicing with Senior Brother Guiguzi.

To this day, he still remembers the days when Guiguzi carried himself up and down the mountain every day.

He was tired, he carried it on his back, he was thirsty and he went to ask for some water, and he saw that the world was selling rock sugar gourds, and he stomped his foot and exchanged the sword, but others didn't want it.

The helpless Guiguzi saw the little junior brother with tears in his eyes, and could only watch the ruthless boss turn around and leave.

Thinking back to that scene to this day, a smile can't help but appear on the corner of Ghost Sad's mouth.

He let out a long sigh, and just said leisurely, "Shao Guangnian is like a dream, the wine is a song and the sword is broken, and if you want to ask the blue sky when it is geometric, leave the green mound alone to the dusk." ”

Watching the drunken ghost start dancing with a sword in the moonlight, there is nothing in his hand, but no sword is better than a sword.

What he used was the "Great Horizontal Swordsmanship" of the Guigu Vertical and Horizontal Swordsmanship! ”

Seeing this, Yan Jie smiled and said, "It seems that Mr. Ghost Sorrow has also entered the great realm of swordsmanship, and he can use all the flowers at his fingertips, as long as the Guigu Vertical and Horizontal Swordsmanship is here, this Guiguzi predecessor is also pleased." ”

Zhang Zifeng held a cigarette in his mouth, stepped forward with the Frost Juque, and said, "Ghost Valley Vertical and Horizontal Swordsmanship? ”

As if recalling the past, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Zifeng's mouth.

Originally, there were still two descendants of the Guigu Valley, but unfortunately, now the two descendants of the Guigu are gone.

At the beginning, in Qinghai City, they all cut off their arms, abandoned their cultivation, and were willing to sink.

Zhang Zifeng scratched his head with a somewhat complicated expression, and secretly considered whether to tell this ghost about it?

In the end, he shook his head and dismissed the idea.

Why?

After all, this ghostly senior brother is Guiguzi, and I don't know what happened between the two, but when I was young, I could see that the relationship was good.

If this let him know that the only two heirs of this Guiguzi were folded in his hands, he would not have to cut himself into eight sections?

A round of silver moon hung high, the ghost saw that the body was chic and free, the sword in his right hand pointed in the air, and the wine pot in his left hand was in the mouth, Zhang Zifeng was also a little excited, and he also waved his teeth and claws in the air with his frost giant que.

Seeing this move, the ghost frowned, and said, "Your movements are as ugly as a lame dog." ”

Zhang Zifeng was thick-skinned and was unmoved when he heard such ridicule.

He didn't know how to dance a sword, and he learned to draw a sword in the days of the Tianshan Mountains, and he was scolded by Wang He all day long.

Ghost saw sorrow and continued to sarcastically, "This sword is the same as the knife, first go out of shape and then deliberately, your strange weapon has no shape and no intention, what is this called?" ”

Zhang Zifeng broke the jar and fell, and said leisurely, "Feel free swordsmanship!" ”

Eventually, the sun rose, and a full three days passed on the border of Zhongzhou, where it was a full day to deter those two great gods.

When he was sure that they would not turn back again, Zhang Zifeng decided to leave the Lian Jing number.

"Uncle, I'm leaving, don't you have anything to say?" Zhang Zifeng walked out of the door with everyone and asked with a smile.

The ghost who struck the iron said indifferently, "If you want to get out, get out quickly, don't bother me." ”

Zhang Zifeng laughed and said, "Then I'll really leave, the rivers and lakes are so big, let's meet again!" ”

After that, the guy turned and left, and it was not until he disappeared into the horizon that the ghost stopped striking the iron.

He raised his head blankly and looked in the direction where Zhang Zifeng left, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Senior brother, this kid is really like when you were young, if it wasn't for the rules of the Guigu heirs, how could you end up separated by yin and yang?"

On the way back to Zhongzhou, Yan Jie smiled and said, "Aren't you curious, why this ghost is here?" ”

Zhang Zifeng stopped, looked back at the back mountain, and said leisurely, "Because of the vertical and horizontal swordsmanship of the Guigu, the two of them cannot inherit the Guigu line, and the uncle is here, it is obvious." ”

……

The Sun clan has two major affiliated powerhouses, and it also has the strength of the Divine General Realm Double Heaven Small Perfection.

The bald man is called "Soul Bodhi", and the woman is called "Soul Guanyin". ”

At this time, whether it is "Soul Snatching Bodhi" or "Dementor Guanyin", the faces of the two are really difficult to look at.

At this time, both of them stood in a car with a solemn face, without saying a word.

I only heard a cold voice coming from inside the car, "You two are also people who have seen the world, and you can be bluffed by this method?" ”

Although the tone was calm, it was full of strong intimidation, and a drop of cold sweat ran across the foreheads of the two of them.

It's no wonder that the two of them are there.

The main reason is that the deterrent power of Ji Xuanqi and Ji Wushuang is too great, although he doesn't know that this kid who killed the young man of the Sun family used all kinds of means, can he confuse the real with the fake?

Thinking like this, both of them clenched their fists, killing Ling Ran.

Thinking about the two of them galloping on the field, when was they so embarrassed to be played.

The dementor Guanyin was still small, and the Soul Snatcher Bodhi was so frightened that he peed his pants at that time.

If this thing spreads, I am afraid that the two of them will become a laughing stock in the future.

"Don't let me down again, you know?" The man in the car said indifferently.

The two of them looked at each other and said, "Don't worry, the eldest prince, the two of us will inevitably stain the entire Zhongzhou with blood." ”

With that, the two of them retreated and disappeared into the darkness.

In the car, at this time, I only saw a man with a big back and a silver ring on his thumb, and his facial features looked indifferently at a document in his hand.

He has a pair of tiger-like eyes, and his noble temperament is not comparable to the young man who was killed by Zhang Zifeng.

He stared at a photo on the document, a smile on his lips.

The picture showed a beautiful girl, about twelve years old.

The man smiled, "You can really escape, but it doesn't matter anymore, at least now you have no way to escape." ”