Chapter 215 Heavenly Sword Wu Yun

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"Kill me?" As the thin man's words fell, Liu Meng's eyes with a gloomy face froze, and a momentum that seemed to be there swung from her body, the long black hair and the draped towel were windless, and the hidden cyclone rose under her feet, as if she was faintly trying to hold her up.

"I seem to be nosy this night." Looking at Liu Meng, whose momentum was instantly like that of the two of them, Pan Junwei frowned, and a trace of self-deprecation appeared on his face.

"Anyway, thank you." Liu Meng's eyes were cold, but his tone was sincere, and he slowly raised his left hand as he spoke, shaking it towards the void.

Feng Shao, who was spread on the ground, was still at a loss, and the change in painting style made him completely unable to make a reasonable reaction. The sexy and enchanting girl was full of evil in a blink of an eye, like a dark night Shura, and before he could carefully distinguish it, a raging fire suddenly burst from his body, the flame was black with purple, purple and green, just for a moment, Feng Shaolai did not hurry to let out a miserable scream, and then turned into a black dust, drifting away with the wind.

"Purple Flame?" Pan Junwei was stunned, squinted sideways, and subconsciously adjusted his body shape to widen the distance between him and Liu Meng.

"Huh?" The emaciated man was also stunned, looking at Liu Meng's gaze with a hint of surprise. "This doesn't seem to match the information......"

"Let's talk about it, I'm curious about who else will target me at this point in time." Raising his hand, Liu Meng's gaze became more and more cold, quietly looking at the emaciated man in front of him, and asked in a gloomy tone.

"Don't talk about it, the result is the same anyway, the guy who wants to kill you doesn't like others talking about him behind his back." The emaciated man raised his eyebrows, his expression regained his composure, and slowly took off the linen gloves on his hands, carefully folded them, and stuffed them into his jacket pockets.

"You'll change your mind after a while." The corners of Liu Meng's mouth were curved, his arms were stretched out, the hot water was rippling, and his long flowing hair was flying all over the sky under the hedge of the air current.

"Hey! Hey! Wait, wait, wait. The two of them locked their breaths, and seeing that the war was about to break out, the dark and strong Pan Junwei suddenly stepped forward and got stuck between the two.

Suddenly there was one more person in the qi machine of the opposite hand, and the two people who were secretly accumulating strength were stunned at the same time, looking at the fierce man in the middle suspiciously.

"You don't know him?" Pan Junwei ignored the puzzled gazes of the two, and turned his head to ask Liu Meng.

Liu Meng frowned slightly, and nodded subconsciously.

"You're here to kill her?" Pan Junwei turned his head again and asked the emaciated man.

The emaciated man shrugged his shoulders and a natural smile appeared on his face.

"That's easy, we'll have to talk first." Pan Junwei pursed his lips, turned his body to face the emaciated man, and left his back to Liu Meng.

"Oh?" The emaciated man's expression paused, and his eyes showed a hint of hesitation.

"Today, I recognized this oolong, I was clumsy, and I didn't see that this girl had a stunt, but I'm a person, admit death, and the things I decide are often to the end. When I got in the car, I told the girl that I was going to take her home today. Pan Junwei said and unconsciously moved his lower fingers, "It has nothing to do with whether she is a protector or not, just because this is what I thought in the first place." ”

"You're going to stop me?" The emaciated man raised his eyebrows, but his eyes were immersed in water.

"Good

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) I can handle it myself. Liu Meng spoke at the same time.

"Whether you need help or not and whether I need to stop him or not, I said, that's my original idea." Pan Junwei twisted his thick neck, and gently pinched his thick shoulders with his palm.

"The original intention is eternal?" The emaciated man was stunned and opened his mouth suspiciously.

"There are thousands of avenues, each with its own place." Pan Junwei smiled indifferently, and the momentum on his body dispersed.

Liu Meng behind him moved in his heart, his long fluttering hair fell, and the scattered heat flow was extinguished, and his outstretched hands slowly retracted and hugged his chest.

The original intention is eternal...... It's a Dao heart, and if you don't accept this feeling, it's a bad human Dao heart. Pan Junwei is kind to him, and she can't take revenge if she can't do it.

It's just that I didn't expect that this man with a fierce face and a hideous body would have such a Dao heart......

"It's really rare that you can wipe the Dao heart at this stage, but I have to remind you that the kid who turned into ashes is right, nosy is not a good habit." The emaciated man showed a hint of appreciation on his face, but there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes. As his words fell, the man slowly raised his left hand, palm up, slowly opened, a transparent light mask twisted and extended, quietly suspended in the palm of the palm.

"Holy Order? Are you trying to get me out of trouble? Pan Junwei's eyes froze, staring vigilantly at the light mask in the emaciated man's hand, his dark skin was shining with an indescribable luster, and the fighting intent on Zhou's body rose.

"Don't get me wrong, this is not for you to retreat, on the contrary, this is respect for your Dao heart, without this thing, you and I can't go all out." The thin man opened his mouth lightly, his expression gradually converged, a pair of starry eyes were dim, and a simple long knife seemed to appear in the center of the pupils.

"Out of respect, introduce yourself, knife hand: Wu Yun." The emaciated man took a long breath, the knife shadow in his eyes became more and more condensed, and he nodded slightly at Pan Junwei, who was also awe-inspiring, and the light mask floating in his palm instantly stretched out, enveloping half of the sky.

"Heavenly Sword Wu Yun?" Pan Junwei looked at the light mask that swept the sky with a shocked expression, but the next moment, with a wave of his hands, an extended version of the Mark Core Heavy Machine Gun appeared in his hand, and his dark face flashed with a trace of unprecedented excitement and heat.

Heavenly Sword...... Let me see, how far I am from the legend......

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"Something's wrong." The beard that had been standing by the window like a sculpture suddenly spoke coldly.

"That's ......" Qing Linglong in front of the computer stood up hesitantly, walked quickly to the window, and looked at the distant sky with a surprised expression, where a translucent light mask was slowly stretching out.

"Inform the glasses, Liu Meng is ...... in that direction" Beard muttered for a moment, then turned and walked towards the door.

"Liu Meng?" Qing Qiaoqiao subconsciously blurted out, quickly tapping the computer in front of her, monitoring several jumps, locking the road like purgatory on earth, the car was deformed, the ground was covered with blood, and the scattered crowd was twisting and wailing on the ground.

"Can you see Liu Meng?" Qing Linglong quickly returned to the computer.

"Nope." Qing Qiaoqiao jumped to monitor several times, but failed to find Liu Meng's figure.

"It's already in...... What about Li Yiming? ”

"Squatting on the side of the road all the time."

"Let's go, inform the glasses, Li Yiming will go over soon." Qing Linglong flicked her arm and grabbed it from the chair

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"Holy Order...... At this time, in this place, in addition to targeting yourself, there is also a Holy Order battle? Li Yiming looked up hesitantly into the distance, but in the next moment, Li Yiming's face changed greatly, because he thought of that strange phone call.

"Damn it!" Li Yiming clenched his fists, pulled his legs and ran wildly, and while running, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Saigao's phone.

"Look at the young fiber, don't come out." Shouted a simple and direct sentence, Li Yiming threw the phone into the space ring he had just snatched, and regardless of the horror of the pedestrians around him, he took a brisk step, climbed over the wall around him, and galloped towards the place where the battle barrier rose.

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"That's the Heavenly Sword? I didn't expect him to be alive. Li Huaibei quietly looked at the shield rising in the distance, his face immersed like water.

"There are so many people alive that you don't think they're just legends?" A sigh came from behind Li Huaibei, and Hoshimi slowly stood up from the wooden chair with a cup of hot tea.

"For a while, I really thought that the three major holy orders were the pinnacle existence." Li Huaibei smiled self-deprecatingly, and his hand holding the railing gradually relaxed.

"Three Holy Steps...... Compared to them, it's not even a fart. Xingjian slowly walked to Li Huaibei's side, and a long shirt swayed lightly in the wind.

"If conditions permit, I would like to see the legendary Returning Heavenly Sword."

"There's going to be a chance."

"Why don't you go and have a look?" Li Huaibei let go of his hand on the guardrail and quietly turned his head to look at Xingjian.

"There's nothing to see, it's better on the outside than on the inside." Hoshimi smiled lightly, her eyes swept over the noisy streets, and in her sight, the aura came from far and near, some were arrogant and unscrupulous, and some were suppressed and forbearing, but the direction in which they converged all pointed to the place where the battle barrier rose.

"Well, you're not just coming to me today to watch a play with me, right?"

"What did he tell you?" Hoshimi looked stunned, and the scene of the airport reappeared in his mind.

"Him?" Li Huaibei was a little unsure.

"He looked for me." Hoshimi groaned for a long time and spoke softly.

Hearing this, Li Huaibei was suddenly silent, and he thought of who Hoshimi was talking about.

"Heavenly Knife, Wu Ma, Xiaodao Tong...... These legends that have disappeared for decades have reappeared in the world one by one, "The Sutra of Tranquility", "The Mantra of the Tibetan God...... Heavenly Wanted ...... This...... It's going to change......"

"I'm different from you, I knew what I wanted from the start." Li Huaibei took a deep breath and looked coldly at the hazy night sky.

"So I want to talk to you, I've seen more than you, but because I've seen so much, I'm not sure what I want."

"I can't help you with this." Li Huaibei turned around, avoided Hoshimi's forced gaze, slowly walked back to the rattan table on the rooftop, and gently picked up his cup.

"Will he succeed?" Hoshimi looked up at the starry sky he was familiar with, and his tone was confused.

"For me, it doesn't matter if it's successful or not, it's that someone does it." Li Huaibei picked up the teacup as he spoke, and as soon as he leaned back, the cloudy red robe slid across the tip of his tongue, volatilizing a unique mellow fragrance in his mouth, bitter but elegant.

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