Fuxiang next to her had a slight anger in her eyes, looking at the red-clothed nightshade, holding the meteor dart in her hand, it was obvious that the meteor dart that hit Shen Jiangcheng just now was from her hand.

I have to say that Fuxiang didn't expect that she was fooled by nightshade's inexplicable words, causing her to be guilty of dereliction of duty.

The master looked at her at that time, as if he was looking at an idiot, how could Fuxiang not be angry.

Before, she was very good at pretending to be kind, but now she is exposed, and the red-clothed nightshade in front of her is full of indifference and arrogance, where is there still half a weak appearance. The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, what happened to her in the first place.

At this moment, Fan Chengmo suddenly gave an order to Fuxiang: "Bring back those two miscellaneous fish and make up for the merits." ”

As soon as Fuxiang heard that her master gave her a chance, she didn't hesitate for a moment, and immediately took the order.

The red-clothed nightshade wanted to step forward to stop it, but Fan Chengmo instantly blocked in front of her: "Miss nightshade should take care of herself first." ”

"Get out of the way. The red-clothed nightshade ripped off the veil, the bright red lips did not have a trace of curvature, and a pair of red eyes were full of anger.

Fan Chengmo didn't laugh angrily: "You'd better not do anything with this king." His smile was different from the past, with an air of murder.

As soon as the red-clothed nightshade stretched out his hand, a longbow appeared in his hand, and he shot two arrows at Fan Chengmo.

Fan Chengmo dodged the two arrows with an easy flash.

"You're too unwise. His tone couldn't help but be a little colder.

Fan Chengmo's smile was no longer smiling, and the whole person was full of terrifying murderous aura. I saw him pinching his hands and gesturing a few moves, and suddenly three metal discs burst out from behind him.

If you look closely, the edge of the disc is sharp and jagged, and the disc has an intricate circular pattern with dark blue crystals.

This disc is the famous Sanluo Flying Slash, which ranks third among the top ten weapons of the emperor.

Fan Chengmo was lucky with both hands, and the three round toothed discs each rotated rapidly, driving the surrounding air flow to rotate, making a sizzling sound.

On the other side, Shen Jiangcheng struggled to wave his arms as he fell, trying to slow down the oppressive feeling of falling.

But the speed of the fall continued unabated, what he did was just in vain, and the moment he saw the ground getting closer and closer, Shen Jiangcheng couldn't help but shout: "Who will save me!"

As soon as the words fell, a small black shadow suddenly flashed in front of him, Shen Jiangcheng thought that he was dazzled before he died, and the next moment, he felt that his shoulders were firmly grasped by something, and his body stayed in mid-air not far from the ground.

What is the situation? Is someone really coming to save him? Shen Jiangcheng subconsciously looked at his shoulder, it was okay not to look at it, but he was startled when he saw it.

"Weird...... Monsters!"

Grabbing Shen Jiangcheng's shoulder was a big dark red claw, and when he looked up, he saw a huge five-pointed red-feathered bird beast.

"Presumptuous, what are you calling nonsense?"

The birds and beasts were dissatisfied, and then grabbed Shen Jiangcheng and landed on the ground.

Shen Jiangcheng was down-to-earth, and immediately broke free from the big claws of the birds and beasts, and turned around to look, only to find that the big birds and beasts were nowhere to be found, only a delicate bird with colorful feathers.

"Why are you here?" Shen Jiangcheng's face was full of doubts, where did the red bird monster that saved him just now go?

The lark tilted his head and looked at him condescendingly: "Hmph! If it weren't for this god, you would have fallen to your death!"

Hearing this, Shen Jiangcheng frowned and said, "You...... Are you the bird monster you just had?"

The lark couldn't help but feel funny: "Of course it's a god, it's not a bird monster!"

Shen Jiangcheng turned his face, he didn't expect to be saved by this waste in the end, where is the face?

The lark looked at his disgusted attitude, and said dissatisfiedly: "What do I mean when I say that you have a disgusted face, if it weren't for nightshade, this god wouldn't care if you were dead or alive!"

It's good that the lark didn't mention it, but as soon as he mentioned the nightshade, Shen Jiangcheng was angry in his heart: "Do you dare to say that if she hadn't given the master a slap for no reason, the master would have almost hung up?"

The lark immediately retorted: "Are you stupid? Don't you see that my nightshade is trying to save you, otherwise you would have been caught by that man by now! Or can you win against that person?"

Shen Jiangcheng didn't answer, he really couldn't beat that Yuwang, otherwise how could he be caught here. Thinking of this, Shen Jiangcheng suddenly smiled and said, "I don't think she can beat her!"

The lark patted his chest and said, "My nightshade hasn't lost a battle yet, so I can still win this time!"

Shen Jiangcheng said: "This King Yu is a famous fighter in the imperial government, and the weapon he holds is still the third on the weapon list. Moreover, I see that King Yu is very cunning, and I see that it will be difficult for that one to win!"

When he said this, the lark couldn't help but worry, it still saw King Yu's ability, especially in terms of scheming, nightshade was obviously inferior to him.

Just as he was thinking about it, two meteor darts suddenly flew quickly, and the lark and Shen Jiangcheng both dodged.

"I'll go, I'll come here again, but fortunately, the master paid attention. Shen Jiangcheng said as he looked at the person who came, it was the maid Fuxiang.

Fuxiang showed a hand full of meteor darts, with killing intent in her eyes, and said indifferently: "This time it won't be so lucky!"

As soon as the words fell, Foodie skillfully played these meteor darts.

"It's you...... Look for the dead. A hint of strangeness flashed in Shen Jiangcheng's bright eyes, and he quickly made a few moves, and the next moment, each hand held a slender scimitar.

I saw him with a scimitar in one hand, and he rushed towards those meteor darts quickly, and his movements were extremely fast. Between the lightning and flint, the meteor darts all deviated from their original tracks one after another, and were scattered by Shen Jiangcheng one by one.

His movements were extremely agile, and the two slender scimitars in his hands glowed with cold light, and at this moment, he was dressed in a white power suit like a young master.

The lark's face was full of shock, was this still the bastard who could only play tricks, or the ignorant teenager who had just yelled for help?

All this is to blame for hiding too deeply...... Too deep...... At least, the lark knew very well that being able to summon weapons from invisible to tangible like this already showed that his internal strength was not low. In the words of this reckless mangji, this kid is already a qualified fighter.

Fuxiang was unbelievable, not because of how powerful Shen Jiangcheng was, but because of the two long knives he was holding in his hands. If she didn't admit her mistake, the twin knives were the double-arc meniscus knives that ranked first in the Imperial Weapon!

But isn't this double-arc meniscus knife already destroyed, is it...... The fake that kid took?

Whether it's true or not, you'll find out if you try it. It is said that the double-arc meniscus knife is a rare light and convenient device, and even the third-ranked Sanluo Flying Slash can be cut by it, not to mention her meteor dart that can't be ranked.

Fleur's hand was once again covered with meteor darts, and she swooped a few times in succession, and all of them were shot.

Shen Jiangcheng instantly faced the meteor dart, his movements were extremely fast, he waved the knife in his left hand and slashed with his right hand. The left and right quickly changed, and only a brief sound of blade handover was heard, and Shen Jiangcheng had already put the meniscus knife on Fuxiang's neck. At the same time, the meteor darts that stayed behind him suddenly shattered, and they all fell to the ground weakly, making an intermittent crisp landing sound.

The lark was amazed again, this speed, is about to catch up with Qin Ya! The last time Qin Ya killed the corpse in the mausoleum, the scene is vivid, and the swift and neat skills are simply to the peak of the realm!

Fuxiang was shocked and stared at Shen Jiangcheng: "How can you have a double-arc meniscus knife?"

The young man in front of him looked like he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, so young, he could use the double-arc meniscus knife so freely!

Shen Jiangcheng smiled proudly: "This sister is quite knowledgeable! Yes, the master in his hand is the double-arc meniscus knife, as for why it is in the hands of the master, there is nothing to say." ”

"Who are you?" asked Fuka.

"You'd better die in peace. Shen Jiangcheng said suddenly, only to see that as soon as the words fell, a long bloody mouth appeared on Fuxiang's neck, and the next moment, Fuxiang fell to the ground, staring at her round eyes, the surprise on her face solidified at that moment, and a pool of bright red blood was sprinkled on the ground.

"If you die, you deserve it!" Shen Jiangcheng said as he squatted down and rubbed the blood-stained meniscus knife back and forth on Fuxiang's dress, until the blood was gone, and he didn't stand up.

The lark blinked, unable to react for a moment. This kid actually killed someone without saying a word, and after killing, he still looked like he didn't care about himself, and his leisurely and complacent demeanor seemed to kill not a person, but a beast.

The lark swallowed: "You...... You actually killed her?" Although she is not a good thing, she is not guilty of death, and she died so unexplained.

Shen Jiangcheng raised his eyes and looked at the lark, with a look of disdain: "Look at your cowardice, if the master doesn't kill her, she will kill us." It's just a little crumb, how can the master not kill it?"

Can't this stinky boy speak human words? The lark glared at him: "Who are you scolding bastard? Normal people kill people at every turn? You're a little devil!"

Yes, if Qinya is a rakshasa, then he is a little devil.