A crisp voice came from outside the dense sword cage: "Little white face! stinky boy, I haven't gone to settle accounts with you, but you have thrown yourself into the net!"

Hearing this, Xu Feng relaxed, turned his head slightly, and whispered into the ear of the thirteenth senior brother: "It's your little pepper!"

The thirteenth senior brother glanced at Xu Feng, and Xu Feng smiled again: "The ones who roll their eyes are all boys, not men!"

The thirteenth senior brother glanced at Xu Feng again and said, "It's for the junior brother to enjoy!"

"This ......" Xu Feng was exhausted for a while. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The sword cage composed of ten thousand swords, the fierce sword intent is getting stronger and stronger. There is a faint connection between these sword intents, flowing and turning, endlessly, like a living thing, giving people a feeling of being unbreakable.

The situation was extremely critical, Fang Yutong's right arm was slightly raised, and the Dao Sword shook slightly, and he was about to fight this formation of ten thousand swords.

Xu Feng said: "Senior brother, don't panic, I only need to count three, and someone will come to save us!"

Fang Yutong put down his hand, Xu Feng's face was calm, and he said softly: "One"

The two of them were surrounded by a sword cage, without the slightest fear, and they still had the mind to mumble and gossip inside, which made Baili Bing even more angry.

Xiao Man's boots stepped on the bluestone ground, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he scolded in a coquettish voice: "Enter!"

Countless long swords stabbed at Xu Feng and the others with fierce killing intent, and Xu Feng had just finished counting the second number at this time.

In a hurry, the thirteenth senior brother still did not forget to mock his face, and glanced at Xu Feng again. Zhenyuan came out furiously, dancing his long sword into an impenetrable wall, and his body turned into a white shadow, tossing and turning between square inches.

The sound of the rainstorm is not noticeable!

Countless swords smashed down from all angles and slammed into the wall under Fang Yutong's cloth.

The light flashed suddenly, and the long sword was constantly smashed and flying. Piercing through the clouds and mist of the mountain stream, it flipped violently in the air, and after a slight change in direction, it still galloped down and attacked the two of them.

With so many violent sword intents, even Thirteen, who is good at swordsmanship, is difficult to resist for a long time.

Xu Feng stood motionless in the sword wall built by the thirteenth senior brother, and calmly counted: "Three!"

As soon as I finished counting, there was a gust of fresh wind from the mountain stream.

The flying sword instantly seemed to be stuck to something, and stopped in mid-air in the form of an attack, forming a strange picture.

Fu Qingshan appeared leisurely in front of the hall.

With a slight wave of his right sleeve, countless swords flew back, converging into a mighty galaxy in the air, circling between the green peaks and disappearing.

"Senior brother, you ......" Baili Bing stomped his foot and said angrily.

Fu Qingshan still didn't answer Baili Bing's words, and his eyes swept over Xu Feng and the others casually.

Xu Feng felt Fu Qingshan's gaze linger on him for a moment, it was a confident and curious stay.

Fu Qingshan had never seen someone who could use such a powerful sword technique at such a low level.

For some reason, from this calm-looking rising star, he faintly felt a kind of pressure that he hadn't felt in many years.

Fu Qingshan said indifferently: "Immortal Sword Sect greets the two!"

The thirteenth senior brother stepped forward and saluted, first glanced at the girl from Baili, and then said, "Senior Brother Fu is polite!"

Although the Southern Sect cannot say that the Immortal Sword Sect is the head of the horse, but it is also polite to call Fu Qingshan a senior brother in the south of the dynasty.

The thin sword in Baili Bing's hand pointed at Fang Yutong, who was walking in front, and said resolutely: "Today there is you without me, with me without you!"

Fang Yutong's heart trembled, this was the first time that Baili Bing had said the relationship between the two from his mouth. But it's such a decisive relationship. With you without me, with me without you, can't we exist at the same time?

Although it was a hateful words, Fang Yutong still hoped to interpret even the slightest hint of kindness from them.

The thirteenth senior brother carefully stared at Baili Bing's pretty eyebrows, and found that in addition to pure hatred, there was no half point, not even any kind of affection in the world.

Fang Yutong's heart suddenly tightened, and he couldn't help but feel so sad.

Thinking of what Xu Feng had said in the carriage, an irreconcilable blood courage and unwillingness to hate to the extreme churned in the body of the thirteenth senior brother.

After a long time, Junlang's face returned to calmness, and he shouted at Baili Bing: "Don't be obsessed!"

The gentle gentleman, the humble and polite Thirteenth Senior Brother suddenly shouted such a sentence, which made Baili Bing stunned. But a mocking look rose on her pretty face.

"It's up to you! Huangkou Xiao'er also came to teach me a lesson, so let's win the sword in my hand first!"

Xu Feng saw that the right hand of the thirteenth senior brother holding the sword was trembling slightly, and his heart was also a little gloomy.

The love in the world is the most difficult to break, feelings never make sense, if you recognize a person, her bad is all good, her unreasonable is all cruel and cute, and her stupidity is all full of love and pitiful!

Fu Qingshan saw something on the side, and felt the heavy and complicated meaning in the words of this handsome Burning Star Tower disciple, and stretched out a reassuring gesture to Baili Bing, and asked, "How do you say this?"

Xu Feng told in detail the ins and outs of the fierce battle between Liuhuafang and Shi Gongzi, the before and after of the Nie family's murder, and the assassination of himself by the Immortal Soul Gate.

"Immortal Soul Gate" Fu Qingshan sighed slightly, and said: "Recently, there have been many tragic cases in Salt Lake and Huizhou, and thousands of people have been killed under careful investigation. Equally strange is that all of them were decapitated. My Immortal Sword Sect is also being investigated, and I don't want to be the real murderer by you first. ”

When Baili Bing heard Shi Gongzi, he said angrily: "There is no real evidence, why do you slander the Immortal Soul Gate! Why slander Shi Gongzi!"

Xu Feng said indifferently: "The Immortal Soul Sect once sent someone to infiltrate the sect in an attempt to assassinate me, and after the matter was exposed, the assassin was arrested, and he personally admitted that he was a disciple of the Immortal Soul Sect. It is not surprising that a sect that acts so strangely does something to kill people and destroy the sect. What's more, on the day of Liuhuafang, I sensed the same exercises as the assassin from Shi Gongzi, which can just confirm each other. ”

Baili Bing's heart suddenly palpitated, and Shi Gongzi's handsome face resurfaced, feeling that he had to get some justice for him.

Ignoring the senior brother who had always been respectful standing aside, he scolded and turned into a red afterimage, and the sword had already arrived in front of Fang Yutong.

The diamond-shaped tip of the "Sewing Needle" flashed with cold light, and it became bigger and bigger in the eyes of the thirteenth senior brother, the sharp sword intent became clearer and clearer, and Baili Bing's pretty face with hatred was getting closer and closer.

Fang Yutong stood quietly in place, letting the sharpest sword in the world stab at him.

In an instant, the tip of the sword had already reached his body, but Fang Yutong gently closed his eyes.

Xu Feng scolded in his heart, but it was too late to stop it.

"Poof!"

The sewing needle easily pierced Fang Yutong's shoulder blades, and the warm blood quickly overflowed along the diamond-shaped sword groove, and the blood flowed down the front and back of the white robe, forming two extremely eye-catching bright reds.

Baili Bing was stunned as if he was frightened, watching the warm blood flow down the blood trough of the sewing needle to his hand holding the sword, and subconsciously quickly drew the sword.

Xu Feng's heart couldn't help but tighten.

The pain caused by the moment the sword pierced into the body, where is the pain of the upper sword being pulled out, not to mention that there are still small micro-thorns on this sewing needle, and when the sword is pulled out, I don't know how much blood and how much flesh it will bring out!

Fang Yutong had already opened his eyes at this time, looking at Baili Bing calmly, even at the moment when the sewing needle was pulled out, the expression on his face did not change in the slightest, as if the sword was not inserted in his body.

A vague blood hole formed on Fang Yutong's right shoulder, because there was nothing blocked, the blood was like a gushing hot spring, and a sudden yearning came out.

Xu Feng's eyes were already slightly red, and he quickly moved forward, quickly sealing several acupuncture points of the thirteenth senior brother, temporarily stopping the bubbling blood.

The closest distance between us is the distance you can prick in me.