Above the peak of the valley in the Yakushi Valley, the clouds and mist stretch.

The cold murderous aura spread silently in the eyes of people, shattering into invisible ice slag, whether it was a Tsing Yi disciple holding a strong crossbow or a black-clothed killer covering a mask, they had all raised their attention to the limit level.

kill

Or killed.

die

Or live on the flesh.

Among the rivers and lakes, the bloodiest and naked side, facing each other head-on here, even if they themselves are just pawns about to fight, who cares about a young man who has lost his soul?

Besides, the young man would soon be turned into a cold corpse.

Who cares about a dead person?

Everyone's thoughts gradually froze, no one dared to move, at this time, in this world, even just breathing has become an inadmissible sin, everyone's breathing is extremely gentle, nearly a hundred warriors with long veins stand on the top of this narrow peak, and the silence is crazy.

Just when everyone thought that this scene was about to continue endlessly, in the sky, clouds and mist gathered, and thin rain trickled down, making this dead atmosphere quiet, it was quiet, and it was even more solemn.

The inky crossbow was wet with rain.

I don't know how long it took, but finally a warrior couldn't help the slippery feeling of his palm touching the weapon, and gently moved his palm.

The balance that was originally dead and silent was broken in an instant.

Above the sky, thunder roared.

The sound of the roaring sound and the sound of the powerful crossbow breaking through the air exploded instantly, and the killing power that had been accumulated for a long time exploded at this moment.

The green-robed man and a tall Danfeng Valley killer swept forward in an instant, one holding a knife and slashing horizontally, and the other stabbed straight with a sword.

Wang Anfeng's expression was in a trance, but even so, his body, which had returned from a hundred battles, reacted instinctively, raised the wooden sword in his hand, and stabbed forward in an instant.

There was a bang.

The crossbow bolts that came out of the fire were actually pointed at the arrows with the blades of their swords.

The eyes of the young man in Tsing Yi who shot the crossbow widened in disbelief, Wang Anfeng's right wrist was a little painful, but he exhaled and spoke, took a step forward, and turned his wrist, which was theoretically enough to snipe the crossbow of the eight-rank martial artist The crossbow was pulled by this wooden sword and shot towards the side.

But in the blink of an eye, there were three mask killers rubbing their bodies up, and the forces of the two sides seemed to have reached an agreement at this time, killing moves frequently, only coming towards Wang Anfeng, the long sword in the young man's hand was swayed, and his swordsmanship was so fierce and slaughtering, even if it was such a mortal situation, for a while, it was only slightly downwind, and he was not injured, let alone die.

At this moment, a fierce and murderous voice suddenly appeared from the side.

As soon as Wang Anfeng's footsteps retreated, the long sword went up, and the internal force of the Golden Bell Jar and the thunder energy in his body burst out with the strongest power almost instantly, narrowly blocking the secret attack of that sword, and only a finger's wide sword pointed at the spine of Wang Anfeng's wooden sword.

The two almost reached a stalemate in an instant.

But Wang Anfeng's face was slightly pale, and the thunder on his body gradually dimmed, and his body could no longer resist this force, and he was slowly pushed back.

The tea boss in front was holding a long sword, and was surprised that the young man in front of him was far more powerful than Bapin, his face was still calm, and he said with a smile:

"Wang Shaoxia, I also have some hardships."

"Chivalry kills to become benevolent, please also ask the young man, save me, borrow my head."

The crossbow arrows that shot from the surroundings were all blocked by Xue Qinshuang with a sword, even if seven or eight warriors besieged her, the girl was still able to maneuver around, and she did not fall behind at all, Wang Anfeng gritted his teeth and said:

"Get out!"

The tea boss raised his long sword to avoid it, like a spiritual snake out of a hole, tearing it towards Wang Anfeng's shoulder, vicious and vicious, but his face was extremely kind, and he said with a smile:

"What's wrong? Could it be that the chivalrous man is not a warrior for the sake of others? ”

"But how do I think those people died for you."

"Whether it's those maids in Fufeng City, or the innocent villagers in the valley outside this Medicine Master Valley, they all died because of your own recklessness, even the friend next to you is in a dead situation because of you! Say, do you still think the so-called chivalrous heart is a good thing?! ”

The sword is in a chain, a sword is fiercer than a sword, and a sword is more ruthless than a sword.

But what was more powerful than the blade of the sword was the words in his mouth.

One sentence is more ruthless than the other.

Martial artist, life and death are the slightest bit of kung fu, Wang Anfeng's mind collapsed almost instantly, how much he believed in this, how collapsed at this time, the mind is not there, the footwork is not there, the footwork is not there, the breath is not there.

The breath is not there, but the life is safe?

It was to fight the weak and strong, at this time his mind was confused, Wang Anfeng's swordsmanship was naturally sluggish, and the wooden sword in his palm was struck and raised, the tea boss did not intend to kill him directly, his right foot was raised, and he stepped heavily on Wang Anfeng's heart, and kicked the young man directly more than ten steps away.

Standing in place with his sword, he sneered:

"After all, this world is a place of great contention."

"Since childhood, I have competed with my brother for favor, if you don't fight, you won't be able to eat, grow up and compete with the world, all the warmth is just a disguise on the word for peace, this world, is the bloody world, this world, is the world of profit!"

"And the so-called chivalrous is telling those people that the world is very gentle, so that they can't see the world clearly, and make them lose their instinct to fight for their lives."

"You're killing them!"

The boy was half-kneeling, his palms propped up on the rain-soaked ground.

Blood trickled from the corners of his mouth and fell in the rain, blurring the young man's reflection into a blurred look, and the dead corpse next to him stared at him in a daze.

As the teahouse master spoke, he walked slowly forward with his sword.

Standing in front of Wang Anfeng, the thin sword in his palm was raised and placed on Wang Anfeng's neck.

And Wang Anfeng didn't make any moves.

The teahouse owner sneered twice, took a deep breath, and said to himself:

The so-called chivalrous man, the more deaths, the better.

With the force of his wrist, he was about to tear Wang Anfeng's neck apart, but at this moment, Xue Qinshuang, who was being pulled by others, shook his wrist, and the hilt of the sword in his hand shot out, and the former was not aware of the situation at all, and slammed into the man's shoulder.

The teahouse owner's face turned pale, and the long sword in his hand was raised.

The long sword in the girl's palm came out of its sheath, the blade of the sword groaned, and cut through the rain curtain, and the several eight-rank martial artists who surrounded her did not have the slightest reaction at all, and were swept by a round sword light across their necks, and in the moment that Dr. Nacha did not react, in the sky, there was a thunderbolt flashing, and on the top of the mountain, the light of the sword was not inferior to the thunder.

The long sword pierced into Dr. Tea's chest in an instant.

The man's pupils contracted slightly, and before he could speak, the long sword in Xue Qinshuang's hand was shrouded in ice, and an astonishing chill poured into Dr. Cha's body, directly annihilating his vitality in an instant.

Xue Qinshuang took a step back and drew her long sword.

Dr. Cha Ruan, along with the five or six eight-rank martial artists around him, fell directly to the ground and lost his vitality.

If it doesn't fly for three years and doesn't fly for three years, it will be a blockbuster and soar into the sky.

One hit kills.

Assassin's Sword!

Each of the elite martial artists of Danfeng Valley, who was able to entangle with Wang Anfeng for more than fifty rounds, and a seventh-rank peak martial artist who had stepped into the middle third grade in half a step, died in less than a breath, so fast, the people around him did not realize for a while, Xue Qinshuang grabbed Wang Anfeng, who was half-kneeling in the rain, and jumped up and rushed towards the cliff.

Wang Anfeng was in a trance, the wooden sword in his palm failed to be clenched, and the wooden sword slipped and fell into the rain, humming.

Far away, a Taoist priest held a bronze mirror in his hand and sighed:

"The sword of the assassin is taken by surprise, and the person killed is not the life of a single person, even if it is a heaven and earth, it can be killed."

"It turned out to be a descendant of the Xue family who killed the ancestral dragon, no wonder there was no one around to protect him."

On the top of the mountain, Xue Qinshuang rose up, although she failed to reach the third grade, but her own light skills are extremely strong, although this cliff is steep, but it is enough to save her life, at this time the situation is chaotic, has exceeded her expectations, and if she continues, I am afraid she can only protect herself, there is no way to get out of this desperate situation with a person.

At this time, he seized the opportunity, only in an instant, he had swept to the edge of the cliff, and was about to jump off to escape, when he suddenly had a violent energy, and he shot out from the bottom up.

Xue Qinshuang gritted her teeth and raised Wang Anfeng to avoid this move, but she had no time to retreat.

That palm was heavily imprinted on Xue Qinshuang's abdomen,

The fierce and infinite energy rose from her back to the sky, shattering the clouds and mist, such a movement, on this, no one can ignore it, the corners of the woman's mouth were slightly hooked, from behind her, one by one the figures stepped into the air, there were nearly ten, all of them were middle and third grade martial artists, the first one was magnificent, faintly had the air of a king, and laughed:

"You guys have played well, would you like to let me intervene in the Fire Refining Gate again?!"

'Sai Yanluo's expression changed suddenly, he suddenly pulled out and flew back, looking around left and right, his disciples had died a lot, and the survivors were all injured, his face was cold, he gritted his teeth, and said:

"Guard, long, empty ......"

"Hahaha, it's me!"

At the same time, the fifth-grade master of the Fire Refining Sect who had secretly calculated Xue Qinshuang was about to stop, Xue Qinshuang suddenly lifted his breath, and his abdomen was pulled vigorously, so that he could not retreat instantly, and at the same time, a short dagger popped out of nowhere in his left hand, and with a movement of his wrist, he stabbed directly towards the woman's neck.

She clearly only has about seven grades of internal strength, but this trick has already obtained the spiritual charm that only seventy percent of the masters of five grades or more can have, and there is even a trace of indescribable and unclear 'taste'.

It seems that this dagger is destined to be stabbed at the point when it is here.

Non-refundable.

Unavoidable.

No, live!

As if the lightning flashed, even though this woman had the internal strength cultivation of the middle and third grades, and even though she had the external strength forging body of the fire refining gate, her spine was cut in an instant, and the qi and blood of the middle and third rank martial artists seemed to have experienced a hundred years of torture in an instant, and disappeared in an instant.

Xue Qinshuang's face has lost its blood color since then, her steps are soft, she is half-kneeling, she endured it, but she couldn't hold it back after all, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and fell on Wang Anfeng, who fell to the ground one step earlier.

The young man's originally dull eyes suddenly lit up with a cluster of fire.

The Mixed Yuan Gong, which was originally extremely quiet, suddenly began to spin wildly.

……………………………………………………

'Sai Yan Luo' looked at the burly man in front of him, his face was extremely cold, and said, "Do you want to come and get a piece of the pie too?" ”

Wei Changkong smiled: "So what? ”

"Don't worry, the few forces outside your Medicine Master Valley are already too busy to take care of themselves at this time, and you are sure to die."

'Sai Yan Luo' glanced at Wei Changkong and said Mu Ran:

"It's you."

The man laughed and said:

"Don't you want to use poison again? It's useless, what we see, and you don't have anything out of the ordinary, so you come in. ”

The blue-robed man coughed up blood and sneered:

"Don't you know that there is a toxin that requires only one last bit of stuff for it to work instantly? It seems that sure enough, old man, you have also been poisoned by this ......."

'Saiyama's expression changed slightly, and he said:

"You ...... too?!"

The green-robed man spit out a mouthful of blood, the blood fell to the ground, and a curling green smoke rose, which was extremely conspicuous, but at this time in the clouds and mist, it was difficult to notice, and the green-robed man's face rose and sneered, although the poisonous power began to spread in his body, his expression did not change, and he said slowly:

"This time, I confessed."

"I quit, you tell me this poison, and I swear that I will never invade your Medicine Master Valley again."

'Saiyan' held a long sword and said coldly:

"Yes."

"Take Wei Changkong's head in exchange."

The blue-robed man smiled narrowly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said lightly: "In other words, there is still nothing to talk about." ”

At the same time, his right hand picked up a dagger from his waist, although his hand was thrown, the dagger shot out a cold light, and fell straight in front of Wang Anfeng, Wang Anfeng, who wanted to help Xue Qinshuang leave, paused, raised his palm, and held the dagger, Xue Qinshuang's breath was unstable for a while, and he coughed up blood, but the blood was unusually bruised, and fell on the skin of Wang Anfeng's neck, causing him to run more and more violently.

The green-robed man said lightly:

"Wang Shaoxia, don't move yet."

"Of course, if you bring me the little girl behind you, you can save your life."

"She's useful."

'Saiyan Luo' also glanced at Wang Anfeng and said:

"Old man, too, if you leave her to me, I can marry Xue'er to you."

Wei Changkong sneered: "Do you want to use this little girl as a medicine man, and then practice the method of replenishment to nourish herself?" Pickled old goods, I'm going to kill you! ”

"Shaoxia, if you believe me, I am willing to take this girl under my door and teach her best."

"And you, although I will restrict your whereabouts, I will not kill you."

Xue Qinshuang had just made a sword, although it was only for a short moment, it was already amazing enough, enough to attract the attention of these martial artists under the situation of the strange poison in their bodies.

Wang Anfeng's body stiffened.

The girl next to her was not injured and poisoned, but she was pressed on the abdomen dantian by a palm of the master of the rivers and lakes before, and she was still able to make a move to kill it, and she had used all her strength, and when she heard the words, her eyes flowed, and she laughed in a low voice:

"It's all my fault, I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen...... I thought I could take you away......"

"An Feng, you can put me down, I'm fine."

Wang Anfeng's palm holding the dagger moved slightly.

Looking at the group of demons dancing in front of them, they could hear all kinds of tempting voices, all kinds of promises, all kinds of benefits, and even as long as Xue Qinshuang was thrown towards the opposite side, they could cause a riot among the latter, and they didn't know that they had mixed yuan skills, and the medicinal power of three thousand years of blood ginseng had not all been dispersed, and there was no poisoning at all at this time.

Jumping under this cliff has a ninety percent chance of survival.

After that, it's a big deal to avenge Xue Qinshuang.

What's more, even she agreed, didn't she? Now I can't even protect myself, life and death are in trouble, where is there any strength to protect others.

Right?

The palm of the hand holding the dagger is getting stronger and stronger.

There were voices in my ears, whispers from old men, and heroic promises.

"On the rivers and lakes, this is the case, you have done your best, why do you need to blame yourself?"

"Shaoxia, don't worry, as long as you let this girl come over, the old man will never treat you badly."

"You want to die?!"

"Vitality is here......"

"Don't make a mistake with yourself, Wang Anfeng!"

The consideration of life and death was enough to make everyone weak, Wang Anfeng looked down at the girl next to him, and said in a low voice:

"I'm sorry, Miss Xue."

His eyes were full of death.

But no matter how much trauma is inflicted, there is still a trace of flame burning.

"Daddy, daddy, what ...... this?"

Wang Anfeng, who was only five years old, ran to the room, pointed to the paper he had taken from his uncle, his eyes widened, and said:

"Read it, read it to me......"

The young man coughed, looked at the crooked words on the paper, laughed loudly, and said:

"Does Xiaofeng want to be this kind of person?"

"That's right! Libo said, this kind of person is very powerful! ”

The young man raised his hand and touched the little boy's head, and muttered:

"However, this kind of person is also very hard."

"I'm not afraid of hardship!"

"I'm the least afraid! Daddy, read it to me! ”

The young man laughed out loud and said:

"That's good...... Come, this line of words, read like this. ”

Wang Anfeng put the girl next to him, clenched the dagger with his right hand, looked at the person in front of him, and suddenly exerted force. In the mist, the dagger danced a cold light and stabbed straight into the young man's shoulder, and the red blood slid down the crossbow and fell to the ground.

Wang Anfeng's dead eyes rekindled the flames because of the pain.

There seemed to be a young man whispering in his ear:

"His words must be believed, his deeds must be fruitful, and his promises must be sincere."

Zizi's strange voice suddenly sounded, and in the clouds filled with all kinds of poisons, as if encountering heaven and earth, it began to gradually disperse, and everyone's eyes were locked on Wang Anfeng's body in an instant, and their expressions changed suddenly.

The abnormality of the surrounding poisonous clouds was reflected a little clearly.

The blood of this young man in front of him can be detoxified!

Almost everyone's eyes became extremely hot in an instant, Xue Qinshuang represented the future investment, but the young man in front of him decided who would be the last to stand on the top of the mountain at this time.

But no one thought about why Wang Anfeng would do such a thing at this time.

With a clatter, the dagger fell to the ground.

Wang Anfeng turned around, grabbed Xue Qinshuang's collar, and slammed the girl's cheek towards him, and at the same time, the Mixed Yuan Gong, which had been running to the limit, turned into the heart meridian with the means of burning jade, and suddenly became extremely violent.

"Feng'er, you have to remember."

"The core of this mixed yuan gong is different from ordinary internal strength, it is no longer dantian, but in the blood of the heart."

"If you encounter a poison that really can't be solved, with this heart's blood, you can still support a stick of incense for a long time, enough to leave."

In his ears, he seemed to hear the sound of something breaking.

The heart is struck by internal qi and surging.

Wang Anfeng's lips fit the corners of Xue Qinshuang's lips, and the latter's eyes widened suddenly, but he knew in his heart that Wang Anfeng's temperament would never be the one who took advantage of her, and at this moment, the taste of blood came from the corners of his lips.

The essence blood that contains the last power of the martial art of Mixed Yuan Gong has been absorbed into the girl's lips, and the residual medicinal power of three thousand years of dragon blood ginseng, with a total of more than five hundred days of diligent cultivation, is enough to break the blood of ten thousand poisons, and instantly suppress the residual poison in Xue Qinshuang's body.

Xue Qinshuang's eyes widened slightly.

Wang Anfeng took half a step back, wanting to say something, but he just whispered in the girl's ear:

"Miss Xue, don't blame you in a hurry."

Whispering in the heart:

XUE Qinshuang,

My heart is pleasing to you.

The young man's pupils were full of death intent, but they were extremely bright, and he smiled at Xue Qinshuang, who was full of consternation, raised his palm, and slapped it heavily on the girl's shoulder, and the internal force poured out, and with skill, Xue Qinshuang directly knocked Xue Qinshuang out, Xue Qinshuang pulled his right hand, but only wiped Wang Anfeng's cuffs and slipped off.

Behind him, the uncontrollable warrior had already rushed towards Wang Anfeng.

Wang Anfeng suddenly rolled to the side, and the power of the three-thousand-year-old elixir that had not been dispersed in the blood began to diffuse in the air, and the blue-robed man and the 'Saiyan Luo' instantly exclaimed, and their faces changed suddenly.

"Leave that little girl alone!"

"Catch this kid!"

In the midst of the roaring waves, Wang Anfeng's body was directly wrapped in the air waves, and slammed into one side fiercely, daggers, long knives, and countless weapons instantly slashed at the young man's body, but there was a loud roaring sound of all the impacts.

The crimson-gold Buddhist text began at the center of Wang Anfeng's eyebrows, spreading wildly, and the expressions of the warriors led by him changed suddenly, and their bodies staggered backwards uncontrollably.

In this desperate situation, he was able to move forward.

Since it's your own fault.

Then take it upon yourself!

In the crunching sound, more blades slashed at Wang Anfeng's body, and the golden bell jar shook for a while, but in the afterglow of the young man, he had already seen that most of the people had been attracted by his walking elixir, and his hands were clenched back and pressed on his weapon.

It was obviously enough to dominate the golden bell jar of his peers, and under the attack of many eight-rank martial artists, he constantly made a sound of shattering, and suddenly a black shadow flashed, and Wang Anfeng's right knee suddenly burst out with blood, his body trembled, and he directly knelt on the ground.

A spear stabbed towards Wang Anfeng.

The young man raised his hand suddenly, held it on the body of the spear, and let out a loud cry, breaking the spear, but he felt a chill in his chest, and a sharp long sword pierced his body, and also took away his last strength.

More weapons fell towards Wang Anfeng's body.

The golden bell jar screamed and shattered.

After the internal force hits the heart veins, it is already in serious injury.

With only one seriously injured eighth-rank martial artist, he faced more than thirty eight-rank martial artists and more than ten seventh-rank martial artists.

Bite off more than one can chew.

Indeed, it is only called immeasurable.

Surrounded by enemies, Wang Anfeng's blue suit was completely stained red with blood and lay on the ground.

Severe heart injury.

The bell jar was abolished.

Poison infestation was abolished.

The right knee is slit, and the organs are penetrated.

The vision was completely blurred, and in the blurred vision, he saw the wooden sword that had just fallen to the ground, and everything except the wooden sword had been completely reduced to darkness.

There was a noise in my ears.

But there was a familiar cold voice, and the green-shirted scribe stood in front of him, looking at him with a frown, surrounded by the scenery of Shaolin Temple, the scribe said coldly.

"Stand up!"

"If you want to learn my swordsmanship, this wooden sword must not be taken off."

"I can't let go until I die!"

Over there, Wei Changkong's long knife was raised, stopping the 'Saiyan Luo' and the blue-robed man, and said coldly:

"What are you going to do?!"

'Saiyan' looked at the 'humanoid elixir' that was already dying and was about to be harvested, and sneered:

"Wei Changkong, you want to stop me?!"

Wei Chang bowed his head and said:

"If you want to go there, don't blame me for waiting with you to fight to the death!"

"Such a chivalrous man, if you refine it into medicine, I will refine the sect, one will count as one, and you will not die!"

When these words were spoken, Sen Rui was murderous and rose to the sky, and the green-robed man sneered:

"Such a self-defeating person who seeks his own death? Can you also be a hero? ”

Wei Changkong smashed the blade on the ground in his empty hand, and said coldly:

"A true chivalrous man is never self-sufficient."

"Shoot with 100% certainty, but anyone can do it, that's a fart knight, if you have spare money in your hand, who doesn't want to win a good reputation?"

"But if you know that you will die, but you still dare to draw your sword, draw your blade and rush towards the stronger, just for the sake of righteous indignation, at the expense of your own body, where the Tao is, you will never give up, you are the real chivalrous man, a first-class hero!"

"No matter how weak that person is."

"In the whole world, what measures whether a person is a hero has become a martial arts force? How ridiculous! ”

"I'm not a chivalrous, but if you want to mess around, I'll kill you!"

At this moment, there was a slight friction sound suddenly, and Wei Changkong turned his head to look, his expression suddenly moved.

Under the incredulous gaze, the young man in the blue shirt who had been stained red with blood supported the ground with one hand, and crawled towards the long sword in front of him little by little, the five fingers of his right hand were opened, and he trembled towards the hilt of the sword.

I don't know who pulled the crossbow bolt.

A steel bolt pierced the boy's forearm.

Wang Anfeng coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his body was directly penetrated and nailed to the ground.

His eyes opened slightly, his left hand turned forward, and he kept moving forward, and his palm, which was no longer shapely, opened and held the hilt of the sword.

The right hand struggled, and it was raised violently, and the crossbow bolt pierced through the arm, so suddenly it brought up a dripping blood.

An Feng propped himself up on the ground and straightened up little by little.

"Feng'er, my Shaolin martial arts, the heaviest plate, at any time, never ......"

"Stand up, even if it's death, don't be so ashamed!"

The young man, who was already in a broken body, straightened up little by little, the martial artist who shot before had been directly killed by Wei Changkong, and even so, in the face of this person who could be killed with a wave of his hand, those martial artists who were not weak in martial arts were unexpectedly difficult to make a move.

The weapon in his hand seemed to be unimaginably heavy at this time.

Wang Anfeng's left hand trembled and raised the long sword in his hand.

His right hand was behind his back, and his strength vibrate, shaking the Buddha bead down and holding it in his hand, at this time, in his mind, which had gradually begun to solidify, only one thought was extremely clear.

If they know the secret of the Buddha beads, it will definitely be detrimental to the master......

With a movement of his wrist, the last strength carried the Buddha bead, and he fell out of the cliff lightly, falling rapidly downward. At the same time, the young man took a deep breath and slowly straightened up, with severe pain everywhere in his body, but he chuckled and said:

"Now, Third Master......"

"Is it enough for noodles?"

Wei Changkong's expression changed, he raised his hand to stop his subordinates, and shouted in a deep voice:

"Stop."

"If you are willing to stop, my Fire Refining Sect will withdraw from this dispute, and I will give everything I have to make you step to the peak of the four grades, and in the future, you will be the master of my Fire Refining Sect!"

Wang Anfeng turned in the direction of the person he felt was speaking, and suddenly laughed out loud, and muttered:

"Danfeng Valley, killing innocent people, a family of young and old."

"Abduct me from the people of Great Qin, the Medicine Master Valley...... Refining the living as a pill, the White Tiger Hall, harming people all over the ......"

"I, I'm stingy."

"It's so stingy that even a life makes me feel distressed."

"You, you, one by one......"

"I, cough cough, only wish, kill, kill and then fast!"

Wei Changkong opened his mouth, watching the young man whisper in the direction of another empty person, who was originally a hostile person, there was a trace of sadness and vicissitudes in his heart, the young man's originally clear black pupils had completely lost the last light, and turned into a chaotic light.

Teenagers have their own juvenile madness.

One by one,

Never forgive.

Wang Anfeng staggered forward.

It's always hard to take the first step, but the next step, he gets faster.

The sword is held diagonally.

It's like the last run, and it's a great feeling.

Everyone almost instinctively took half a step back, and only then did they understand that the person in front of them was going to die almost immediately, and wanted to laugh, but they couldn't, and watched the young man stride out, but after only a few steps, he fell directly to the ground.

Blood fell to the ground, but the long sword in his palm did not relax a little, and his pupils dimmed.

He felt the heavens and the earth begin to spin and blur.

Wei Changkong glanced at the two of them over there, strode forward, walked to Wang Anfeng's side, and said:

"You're going to die......"

"You wouldn't have died."

“…… Regret it? ”

The corners of Wang Anfeng's mouth were slightly raised, but he couldn't answer.

Regrets?

It will be a pity that he still has so many delicious things that he has not eaten, he has not seen Libo, he has not been able to seek justice for those who have died, he has not been able to fulfill his long-cherished wish, and he has not been able to say those words to Xue Qinshuang......

It's a pity, it's a pity.

It's a pity that Wang Anfeng's intestines are green now.

Do you regret it?

The young man's eyes opened slightly, and he laughed out loud as if he were returning to the light, and said:

"The ...... I've Lived"

I have seen mountains, lakes, and the most beautiful moon in the world.

I also kissed the girl I liked.

Death also died in the direction of one's own choosing.

Pleased.

Enough of the pleasure......

At this moment, the wooden sword in his hand suddenly began to roar spontaneously, and the divine soldier Lingyun who was pressed into it by Mr. Win seemed to taste some kind of suitable existence, and began to spread wildly, frantically showing his existence.

Above the sky, there is a wind and thunder.

The old man, who was originally hidden in the fog and watching the play, suddenly got up, his expression changed greatly, and he lost his voice:

"It's ......"

"Divine Soldier Resonance?!"

The voice fell, and it had already appeared on this battlefield, his right hand was like a tiger probing his claws, grabbing the wooden sword next to Wang Anfeng that was screaming fiercely, and his left hand was smashing towards Wang Anfeng, planning to kill his master and take this awakened divine soldier for his own use.

Under the joy, this punch shows the style of the upper three grades.

Wang Anfeng's eyes were completely dim, and he didn't know what was going on outside.

I don't know how, but I seem to have seen the scenes I have experienced in the past, and I have seen the forgetful empty man, the forbearant Liu Wuqiu, the crazy Ni Fuzi, and every familiar face until the beginning of the story.

He followed the tall figure and walked up to the mountain gate step by step.

Raise your hand and move forward. Pushed open the familiar door.

Mr. Win was frowning and playing chess, and the kind old man beckoned to him, and the third master, who was obviously out of his hands and feet, but still liked to move around, was talking about something, his eyebrows were flying, and his face was full of pride.

Next to him, the palm of his hand warmly pulled his Yuan Ci and smiled at him.

Sorry...... Master.

Disciples can no longer be filial to the past.

Here, prostrate.

Wang Anfeng's eyes slowly dimmed.

The beads that were thrown down hit the rocks,

And the punch of the third grade, but at this time, suddenly stopped, and all the strength was eliminated. The gray-robed monk stood silently in front of Wang Anfeng, raised his right hand, and caught the punch, the old man in the green robe changed his expression suddenly, and blurted out:

"Who are you?!"

The monk didn't answer, didn't even look at it, raised his right hand, recalled a string of Buddhist beads, and gently placed it on Wang Anfeng's palm.

The streamer flickered, and the boy's body disappeared.

Yuan Ci slowly got up, turned his head to look at the mountain of demons and monsters, took a step forward, and folded his hands.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

"Poor monk, Yuanci."

The monk's shoes stomped on the ground.

"The three moves can't surpass you, poor monk, nirvana is here."

Sudden air waves, sweeping the four directions of heaven and earth, the clouds and mist here are continuous, meandering and circulating, it is said that the clouds and mist gushing out from the top of the highest mountain every day, spreading in all directions, just like the Jade Void Immortal Palace, it is one of the eight views of Fufeng.

As of this date, it will be removed from it.

Thousands of miles away, there is no more clouds.

Please remember that the first domain name of this book is:. Nine Heavenly God Emperors