Chapter 431: Wind and Rain

The wind did not stop, the rain did not stop, and the silent grassland was involved in the hustle and bustle in the blink of an eye. Pen %Fun%Pavilion www.biquge.info Novels.23txt.

Mu Daoren was dressed in a green robe and held a three-foot Qingfeng, a cold light crossed the blade, and he walked with a little sword under his feet, rushing forward bravely towards the crowd, and never looked back.

A sword light shot straight out, and a gray-clothed old man rushed out of the crowd, holding a glare fish scale shield to protect his whole body, and as soon as the shield came out, an invisible and qualitative qi wall pushed over, sealing the sharp blow of the wooden road man.

"Mudao people, do you really want to be an enemy of us?"

"Fu Tiande, if you were me, it would be the same, even if it is like this, why talk nonsense, see the real chapter under your hands" Mu Daoren broke off and shouted, pinching the trick with one hand to control the flying sword, only to see the sword light divided into two, two to four, four to sixteen, the sword light Huo Huo is good-looking, the flying sword light is like a meteor, bypassing the air wall and stabbing down.

Fu Tiande saw the sword light flying like a gyroscope turning sharply, and the figure and shield shadow were difficult to distinguish for a while, after a series of dense collision sounds, Fu Tiande stopped the fish scale shield and shouted: "Since the last time the Mudao people fought, your sword skills have improved again!"

"Each other, your fish scale shield method is also more and more perfect, presumably these days have not been wasted" Mu Dao praised in his mouth, pinching the trick in his hand, and the Dao sword light chased Fu Tiande to stab, specifically looking for the weakness gap, and drilled into the gap in a strange and tricky way, and made a ruthless move, without mercy.

Fu Tiande saw the move, the fish scale shield in his hand was more than two zhang long but five inches thick, and it seemed to be very difficult to swing, although it was thick and unbearable, but in the hands of the gray-clothed old man, he sealed, separated, blocked, and dragged the four-character true trick flexibly, and won the essence of the shield method.

Fu Tiande's shield dance is a degree of advance and retreat, the sixteen flying swords of the wooden road people are flying all over the sky, the two just restrain each other, one is slow and one is fast, one is slow and mediocre, and the other is light and tricky.

As long as you are willing to hand over the female doll and the big guy will understand together, why do you have to make a fish die and lose your life. ”

A black-clothed old man suddenly appeared in the crowd, and a spirit-conjuring banner in his hand was in the wind, and it swept towards the wooden road man.

"Why should the old demon of Jiuxiao be full of benevolence and righteousness, he knows his own family affairs, even if I lose this old life today, I will not let you succeed" Mu Daoren snorted, and with a little fingertips, he divided six sword lights and stabbed Jiuxiao.

"Hahaha-well, you have the courage and courage, it's no wonder that you're looking for death by yourself" Jiuxiao laughed wildly, rushed forward a little under his feet, and the soul banner in his hand swept towards the wooden road man, and the tip of the banner stabbed left and right as a judge's pen, sealing the upper, middle and lower three roads.

Jiuxiao's battle circle, the situation that originally tended to be balanced was immediately broken, and the Mudao people immediately fell behind after a long battle, and they were passively beaten left and right everywhere, barely driving the flying sword, resisting the joint attack of the two masters.

The wooden road people were in a hurry and it was difficult to deal with it, and suddenly a black shadow in the crowd shot towards the wooden road people, and in a flash, a black shadow as fast as lightning swept by, and a blood arrow splashed.

A flash of lightning swept through the sky, illuminating the sky and the earth, and the black-clothed man behind the wooden roadman instantly had nothing to hide, he stood like a javelin in the vast earth, the woodman turned his head to look at the man, and fell to the ground with his hand on his neck.

"Kill, kill sword," exclaimed from the crowd.

The man in black turned his back to the crowd, didn't seem to look behind him, squatted down and suddenly jumped up, chasing into the distance.

Fu Tiande and Jiuxiao looked at the direction where the man in black disappeared and shouted: "Chase, you must not let him take the lead." ”

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At the other end of the vast grassland, Zijian and Ziyi took the unconscious Zi Yan and ran wildly all the way.

Zi Yi was panting all the way with Zi Yan, Zi Yi's face was also very pale, his shoulders were full of cherry red, and his feet were more and more vain.

"Senior brother, it's not a way for us to run like this," Zijian shouted breathlessly.

"What if you don't run, you, didn't you see Uncle Shi for us...... Ahem, let's take a breath and run!" Zi Yi shouted without looking back.

"Senior brother, I, I really can't do it, you see there is not even a figure behind us, Uncle Shi must have stopped them, I, I'll just rest for a while, can't I do it for a while?" Zijian pleaded loudly out of breath.

Zi Yi stopped at this time, and glanced back, the vast prairie was gray, except for the endless weeds, there was really no figure, three black lines appeared between his eyebrows, his hand covered the shoulder that was constantly overflowing blood, and the person fell on the spot as if he was paralyzed, and he couldn't care about many people sitting in the rain and panting loudly.

As soon as Zi Jian saw him lying down, his whole body seemed to fall apart, and he sat down on the ground weakly, Zi Yan slipped off his shoulder and rolled down the grass, her face and body were covered with mud and dirt.

Zijian gasped for a few breaths, and then remembered Zi Yan who rolled to the ground, and turned her over on her stomach, and the raindrops of beans fell on her face, revealing her delicate appearance in the dirt, and I felt pity.

Zijian seemed to look stupid, stretched out his hand and touched Zi Yan's face, removed the sludge three times and two times, stared at her stunning face that was not stained by the mud, unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of spit, and unconsciously touched the hand below the neck.

"What, what to do, now is not the time, it is important to escape, there will be opportunities in the future" Ziyi shouted casually.

Hearing this, Zijian hurriedly withdrew his hand, and promised repeatedly: "Yes, it is important to escape, and the senior brother is to teach you a lesson." ”

"Okay, let's go quickly! You can reach the mountain gate quickly, as long as there is a master in the formation, these people are not afraid to come," Ziyi shouted confidently, stood up with his injured shoulder, looked up at the extremely bad sky, and dragged his tired steps forward.

Zijian behind him could only temporarily put away his thoughts, carried the unconscious Zi Yan in the rain, and followed the footsteps of his senior brother with difficulty, suddenly a flash of lightning crossed in the sky, Zi Jian trembled all over, and fell to the ground weakly, Zi Yan's eyebrows on his shoulders were filled with purple light, and he fell to the ground at the same time as he landed, and suddenly she struggled to stand up and stumbled forward, she covered her mouth with one hand, supported her body with the other, and crawled in the grass to run for her life.

"Zijian, what's wrong with you!"

There was a broken cry behind her, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day exploding in her ears, the panicked Zi Yan stumbled under her feet and fell on the muddy grass, she covered her mouth with both hands, the tears in her eyes flowed with the raindrops, she didn't dare to make any sound, and she didn't dare to look back, she stood up with all her strength and braved the wind and rain......