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The voice of the person on the tree was full of anger, he jumped down from the tree, walked to the corpse of Huanzhu, lowered his head, his body trembled slightly, Meng Yuan saw his face clearly, this is a very distinctive face, because this face has four eyebrows.

"Who are you? What a ruthless heart, such a spicy hand. The smell of blood made Lu Xiaofeng frown, he couldn't help but come and take a look after all, but the Shura field in front of him still exceeded his expectations.

"There are six more alive, and if you don't come, they won't survive tonight." Meng Yuan said lightly.

He was talking about the six Jin family masters who were shocked to death by him, compared with the other five, their strength was obviously inferior, but because of this, they were still alive at this time, but they were also seriously injured, if no one came to the rescue, I am afraid that in a few hours, they would also die from their injuries.

Lu Xiaofeng walked to the side of the six people, stretched out a finger and touched them one by one, his face sank like water, he knew that Meng Yuan's words were not false at all, although he came, he could save these six people, but these six people were just six burdens at this time. Not only that, but he also knew that he was facing a choice.

Staying, he can save these six people, but he also doesn't know how to separate the method, which means that he will be dragged by these six people, so the team in the south is likely to be in danger. And if they are not saved, then these six people will definitely die.

He raised his head and looked at Meng Yuan, but saw that he was clasping his hands and looking at himself, looking like he was watching a good show.

"You didn't leave."

Lu Xiaofeng asked with some surprise.

"I really should go, but before I go, I want to see what you choose."

Meng Yuan's smile was cold, like a blade, stabbing him in the face and stabbing him.

"When I make a choice, you can't see it." Lu Xiaofeng said: "What you can see is only one other thing. ”

Lu Xiaofeng said in his mouth, and he had already walked towards Mengyuan.

He didn't seem to be walking fast, but it was only a step or two before he reached Meng Yuan's body, and his hand had already been raised and he pointed over.

There are no words to describe the speed of his shot, even the lightning and flint can't compare to the sharpness of this blow, but this must hit the finger, but it didn't hit!

Meng Yuan didn't know when, he was already three feet away, and Lu Xiaofeng didn't see clearly how Meng Yuan flashed out.

"It's fast, but it's not fast enough."

Touching the masked black scarf that had been cut on his face, Meng Yuan's voice was very excited, looking at Lu Xiaofeng's eyes, like a glutton looking at a delicious meal.

Although after the tempering of the world of Gan Nineteen Sisters, Meng Yuan has broken his own shackles, but when his martial arts reach his level, penance is no longer meaningful, but in the face of real masters, it is more realistic to pursue the understanding between life and death. However, with the size of the world, the characters who can make him feel tricky are already limited, Ximen Blowing Snow is of course such a character, and how can Lu Xiaofeng in front of him not be?

"Good fingering, I've wanted to learn it for a long time, come on, come on, although I don't have much time, but I still have the kung fu to play two tricks with you."

Putting the knife in his sleeve, Meng Yuan suddenly reached out and grabbed Lu Xiaofeng's shoulder, which looked like a random grasp, but Lu Xiaofeng suddenly flashed to the side as if he was touching a snake and scorpion.

"Soul Seeking Death!"

Lu Xiaofeng exhaled lightly, this soul-seeking soul killer, also known as the Heavenly Jedi Exterminator Soul Searcher, is an extremely vicious hand kung fu, and it can even be regarded as the most terrifying hand kung fu in the world of ancient novels. Even Lu Xiaofeng didn't dare to dip this kung fu.

Meng Yuan smiled, his body was attached like a shadow, his hands or palms or claws, attacking seven or eight moves in a row, each move seemed simple, but in fact, it contained a killing intention, seven or eight moves past, Lu Xiaofeng's forehead was already covered with a layer of cold sweat.

In the Jin School's masterpiece novel "The Condor Heroes", the Tomb School's Heaven and Earth Net can intercept ninety-nine eighty-one sparrows in a radius with both hands, but compared to Mengyuan's technique at this time, it is simply a child's joke.

"Shadow Splitter!"

This was Chu Liuxiang's stunt, and it was integrated into the hands of Soul Seeking Yuan by Meng Yuan, and its power was so terrifying that it was unimaginable.

Among Gu Long's novel characters, Lu Xiaofeng's light skills are not the first, but he can definitely enter the top five, or even the top three! But he dealt with Mengyuan's seemingly unorganized seven or eight strokes, but he almost used the strength to eat.

Then his eyes suddenly lit up, and the moment Meng Yuan regained his breath after seven or eight consecutive moves, his two fingers suddenly clicked out.

There are no colorful phoenix wings, and the heart is clear!

His spiritual rhino finger, which was originally a peerless study in the world, was suppressed by Meng Yuan for a long time, and this move was pointed out, and Meng Yuan felt a threat in seven or eight key points on his upper body.

However, when the wind rose, Mengyuan's right sleeve suddenly rose and blocked in front of him, shaking and flicking, and a strong wind blew on his face.

"Flowing clouds flying sleeves!"

With a sound, Meng Yuan's half sleeves spread out and turned into a butterfly, and his left hand had also turned into a palm and pointed in front of Lu Xiaofeng.

"Dinghai needle!"

The sea has no face to kill and learn, point to the eyebrows, and the middle one will die immediately.

There was a sound, and Lu Xiaofeng, who was easy to avoid this finger, only felt a cold brow, reached out to touch it, and found that most of the eyebrows on his right side had been scraped off by the other party's fingers, and he screamed strangely and avoided it backwards.

"This person's martial arts are so strong!"

Lu Xiaofeng gasped, he had experienced a hundred battles, and he didn't know how many powerful people he had faced, but in the face of this masked man, he had the feeling of facing Gong Jiu for the first time and after Zhuo Dong came.

"Does this stop there? If that's all you have, don't blame me for keeping you here. Meng Yuan's voice turned cold, and a killing intent came out of his body and pressed towards him.

Although Lu Xiaofeng and Chu Liuxiang are juxtaposed in Gu Long's works, as a person with attitude, Mengyuan prefers Chu Liuxiang. What's more, now that the two are on opposite sides, if the opportunity is right, he doesn't mind leaving Lu Xiaofeng here forever.

Feeling the murderous intent rising from the other party's body, Lu Xiaofeng felt a little bitter in his heart, he suddenly retreated sharply, and when Meng Yuan thought he was going to retreat, he picked up the short sword from the corpse of Master Huanzhu.

Usually has a spirit rhino finger on his body, Lu Xiaofeng rarely uses weapons, but that doesn't mean that he can't use weapons, but two consecutive fingers are useless, and under the threat of death, he has to fight for anything.

With a sword in his hand, Lu Xiaofeng's momentum changed suddenly, if he still seemed a little lazy a moment ago, at this time, there was a sword aura on Zhou's body.

Although he was not wearing white clothes, it reminded Meng Yuan of the battle with Ximen Blowing Snow a month ago, at this moment, the kind of artistic conception exuded by Lu Xiaofeng's body was somewhat like Ximen blowing snow, but it was different.

White clothes win snow.

Arrogant, cold.

It's like an eternal ice that no one dares to touch.

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes no longer had the surprise and panic of Fang Cai, but there was a momentum that was enough to look at the momentum of heaven and earth, he looked at Meng Yuan levelly, his fingers clenched the hilt of the sword, and his momentum continued to climb until it reached its peak.

"That's pretty much it."

Meng Yuan nodded and became serious.

Although he and Ximen Blowing Snow have fought each other, Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Blowing Snow are different.

The Ximen Blowing Snow Sword is like his person, refined and pure, without a trace of impurities, just like the ice and snow that has accumulated on the Tianshan Mountains for many years, he will not show mercy to his subordinates, each sword has a very high level, and can exert at least eight or nine points of strength against any opponent.

And Lu Xiaofeng is different, his learning is quite miscellaneous, although he became famous with a finger of Lingxi, and he has achieved light achievements, but what he really relies on is his luck, popularity and wisdom.

Playing against Ximen Chuixue is like playing against a chess player of the same level, and there is a vivid feeling of meeting an opponent in chess and meeting a good talent. But fighting with Lu Xiaofeng, although you can see the occasional Qifeng protruding, it is a little like scratching your boots, which is not happy enough.

So if Meng Yuan wants to get a glimpse of the whole leopard, he has to put enough pressure on Lu Xiaofeng to force him into a corner and force him out of his potential, which looks a bit like death, but if you want to go one step further, you need to have such an opportunity.

"Take me a move, Flying Immortals from the Sky!"

Lu Xiaofeng shouted, his short sword was suddenly raised, and the next moment, the strong sword light had already covered his figure, and the air was full of hissing sword qi tearing through the air, and one after another sword light rolled towards Mengyuan.

Meng Yuan stared at this blow, but he was a little disappointed, although this sword had a strong aura, in his opinion, it seemed to be more than a step weaker than the swordsmanship of Ximen Blowing Snow that day.

He stretched out his hand and wanted to break the sword casually, but with a startled sound, it suddenly flashed out, just because the change of this sword was actually after the sword.

The countless sword lights, just when Meng Yuan was about to move but did not move, suddenly merged into one, turning into a white dragon, twisting in the air like a match.

Meng Yuan retreated sharply, the sword light chased after him, the momentum was like a rainbow, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder, Meng Yuan shouted lowly, his body rose with the wind, hovering in the air, a palm slapped out, the palm was thunderous, the palm momentum was not weakened, and another palm was slapped out, and in a moment, it was actually three palms in a row.

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