Feng Xiaoxiao fell on the bed again, and he found that he was still weak, obviously the drug in his body had not been removed.

What's going on?

The power of this sword is really amazing, perhaps only the sword that defeated the jellyfish Yin Ji with the help of the peak of the blue blood Zhao Danqing can be far surpassed.

Other than that, he didn't have a sword that could match the power of the sword just now.

Before he could figure it out, snow was already falling in the room!

It's snow, not blood!

The white snow is the powder falling from the walls!

Thousands of years of weathering seem to be condensed in an instant, and in the swoop, the whole room really looks like ashes.

There was a boom, and the roof had collapsed.

The Nine Girls were completely stunned by this scene, she forgot to be afraid, forgot to be afraid, and even forgot to continue to pee her pants.

Half of the entire green building collapsed, revealing the light of day.

The sun shines brightly, and it shines in without any obstruction.

The warm sun was draped, but the ninth girl couldn't feel a trace of warmth, and the chill churning from the deepest part of her heart almost froze her whole body.

She rolled over, crawled down the aisle, and crawled stiffly to the top of the stairs, her legs still shaking, and she was so frightened that she couldn't stand up, so she rolled down the stairs.

A guy who was standing downstairs, looking up at him dumbfounded, suddenly felt someone tugging at his trouser legs.

The ninth girl said in a trembling voice: "Bring ...... Take me away, and then you can do whatever you want to me, just ...... quickly."

The guy squinted his eyes and looked at the long white and strong legs under the skirt, and suddenly showed a sinister smile, and immediately carried her to his shoulders. Ran out of the door with a smoke.

The nine girls lay on the shoulders of the guys, and their buttocks rushed down to the sky. Looking at the retreating street, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She struggled to raise her pretty face. Looking at the ruined room in the Green Building.

In the light movement of the rubble, it was as if a figure had turned up.

As soon as there was a "pop", the guy slapped the ninth girl's buttocks, a round and stiff, trembling in the wind.

He smiled evilly: "She is worthy of being the top girl in our building, she is full of commotion, and she can pee on the street......

Dusk, it's dusk, but I don't know what day it is.

Feng Xiaoxiao began to kill again.

Most in the beginning. At least thirty people were killed in one day, so that everywhere he passed, there was no bloody wind opening the way, and blood and rain paving the way.

Then, fewer and fewer people died under his sword, but the martial arts became higher and higher, and the name on the rivers and lakes became more and more famous, and there was a never-ending trend.

However, when Wang Feng also became the blood that paved the way, he came to send him to death. and it is decreasing rapidly.

Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that Wang Feng is called "Lightning Sword", if his sword is not really fast as lightning, "Thunderbolt Knife" Huangfu Song will not die under his sword!

Wang Feng killed Huangfu Song, but he was just fighting for the word "fast".

One word. One life!

After Wang Feng killed Huangfu Song, there was a rumor in the rivers and lakes that he might be qualified to challenge Ximen Blowing Snow, who used his sword like a god.

He saw Feng Xiao Xiao. It is indeed out of eight swords, and it is indeed staggeringly fast.

But these eight swords. But it came out after his death.

Whoever is struck by a sword in the center of his eyebrows will never be able to live again...... The speed at which he died. It was faster than his sword.

Therefore, at dusk on this day, Feng Xiaoxiao didn't have a chance to let the sword drink blood for a whole day!

The sword in his hand was the most ordinary sword, snatched from the hands of the most ordinary charlatan.

The people of the rivers and lakes who have a little bit of identity will dislike this sword too much, and they will never be worthy of it, even if they are in the best iron shop, to create such a sword, it will never exceed five taels of silver.

But this sword seems to be comparable to the blue blood Zhao Danqing.

Feng Xiaoxiao knew one thing from this sword, it turned out that the "Meditation Technique" could not only gather internal force, but also be used to kill.

The "Meditation Technique" can condense the human spirit to be extremely hard, and the "Soul Transfer Dafa" that is in harmony with it is the method of revealing this invincible spiritual power to the outside.

In the past, the internal strength was abundant, it was simply inexhaustible, and it was inexhaustible, and Feng Xiaoxiao naturally would not use the extremely energy-consuming martial arts of "Soul Transfer Dafa" to kill people.

Doing so is like buying an embroidery needle with 100,000 real gold, such a stupid thing is naturally only a fool would do.

But in the absence of internal strength, this is the only good way left.

Under any realm, a sword kills in seconds, and you can't even kill without even wanting to.

The power of the spirit is very mysterious, it can be put or not, if it is really taken back, it will definitely not be a good thing.

Either because the spirit is inferior to the human being, it is counterattacked by others, or because the spirit is exhausted and the mind is reversed.

Anyway, it's all a death!

Now that there is only one method that can save his life, and he uses it continuously, Feng Xiaoxiao gradually realized that compared to the internal force sword, the spiritual sword is actually superior...... At least it's more than powerful.

There is almost no need for any moves, let alone any fancy tricks, the intention is to sword first, and the sword will die.

When killing the "Lightning Sword" Wang Feng, the onlookers thought that Feng Xiaoxiao was too fast, but Feng Xiaoxiao himself knew that he was not fast at all...... He can't use any internal strength, no matter how fast he is, how fast can he go?

In fact, everyone has slowed down, and Wang Feng, who bore the brunt of the impact, has been the most affected.

That's the power of the spirit!

Feng Xiaoxiao believes that in addition to the same spirit that can be confronted, no matter how deep the internal force is, it can only reduce the impact, but it is difficult to really confront.

Just like the wind blowing a forest, how big is a tree with lush leaves and branches, and it can be completely blocked from a gust of breeze?

However, if a person's internal strength can really be practiced to an extremely deep level, his will and spirit will naturally not be too bad.

If he encounters such an opponent, Feng Xiaoxiao will really be unable to do so, and at that time, the influence exerted by the spirit will cancel each other out, and it will not be enough to crush the will of the other party, so it will turn into a successful confrontation.

Fortunately, the "Meditation Technique" is really a perverted existence, and after years of cultivation, Feng Xiaoxiao's spirit has been condensed to an indestructible level, giving him the confidence that he can overwhelm everyone in the world in terms of spiritual strength!

Moreover, after all, he is extremely talented, and this period of non-stop killing has made him figure out a set of methods for pure intention to resist the sword.

This method is also simple to say, just condense the spiritual power to the maximum point at the tip of the sword.

The spiritual power is dispersed, although the effect caused is very terrifying, almost like a wind sweeping, shattering everything around it, but once you meet a real master, it will be because the power is too scattered, and there is not much power.

When Feng Xiao Xiao really practices to such a situation, even if he encounters a top master, he will be an undefeated ending at best, and in a head-on confrontation, he may not be able to kill anyone, and others will not want to kill him.

What he is most worried about now is no longer the master, but he must always pay attention to the situation around him, and don't capsize in the gutter.

Without internal strength, a spoonful of the most indiscriminate sweat medicine is enough to result in him. (To be continued......)

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In addition, I am sick and very uncomfortable, and I don't know if today's second watch can be sent out.