The lord of the Golden Sword Village, An Fengtian, is dead!

There was silence in the room.

Almost everyone couldn't believe their eyes.

An Fengtian is a first-class martial artist, who has been crisscrossing Henan for more than 20 years and has experienced hundreds of battles large and small.

Today, he was killed before he could even take a move!

What's more, the killer is not a world-famous peak powerhouse, just a second-rate swordsman who is no more than ten years old!

"This sword...... It's scary. Min Rou's pupils shrank. She had a good impression of the dripping sword, she was gentle and polite, and she was somewhat similar to her husband Shi Qing when he was young.

But now...... can use such a murderous sword technique, this drop of water sword is not as simple as it seems.

"It's a pity for An Fengtian." Shi Qing sighed.

Speaking of which, well...... I don't know what to say.

In order to save face for An Fengtian, he 'fiercely fought' with him for seventy rounds. Unexpectedly, in the end, An Fengtian was killed by Dongfang Yi by taking the opportunity to kill him with a sword because of the fierce battle for too long and the loss of mental strength.

"Kill! Kill him to avenge the eldest brother! ”

The Exploding Madness Sword Yuan Cheng Daoist roared angrily and beckoned his brother to come forward and besiege him.

The sound is loud and the air is very full.

Over the years, An Fengtian has also been very good to everyone in Jindaozhai, righteous enough and generous enough!

But the Jindaozhai brothers beside him were motionless.

In fact, he himself was motionless under his feet.

He's just crazy, not stupid! This drop of water sword can kill An Fengtian with one move, how easy is it!

Those who rush forward first will never be pleased!

"This sword is a sword with a high degree of condensation! Terrible! ”

"But you're just a second-rate martial artist!"

"This sword consumes a lot, and it will be difficult to use the second sword today!"

"Without this terrifying sword move, you are an ordinary second-rate peak combat power, and the sword defense is stronger, but there are so many of us, and the pile can pile you to death!"

Qingxiu scholar Feng Zhenwu said while observing Dongfang Yi's expression.

It's a pity that Dongfang Yi is very indifferent from beginning to end, which makes people can't see through it and can't figure it out.

"Second brother, what do you say is it true?" Yuan Cheng asked quietly.

Qingxiu scholar did not answer, and continued to observe Dongfang Yi carefully.

He didn't reply, and Yuan Cheng Dao didn't have a bottom in his heart, and he didn't dare to speak.

The whole street was silent for a while.

Ten breaths have passed.

Dongfang Yi suddenly chuckled: "The Golden Dao Village has always been righteous in the rivers and lakes, and the owner of Anzhai also came out to fight for his brothers, but he didn't expect it to end up like this." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Feng Zhenwu, a beautiful scholar: "Every time you slaughter more dogs, most of them are scholars." ”

"The meaning of the words of the second village master, the boy understands!"

"It's just a reminder that the Golden Dao Village is not easy to mess with, the wind is tight!"

"When the time comes, you are beckoning people, shouting behind your back to chase and kill for a while, making a show, and the matter will be over! The owner of the second village can return to the Golden Dao Village and take over the position of the master of the big village, a prominent party. ”

"That's a good calculation!"

"It's just...... The kid has been running around for a long time these days, and he is really tired and doesn't want to move? If the owner of the second village took his brother around a few times and shouted twice, he would explain one or two faces, and then go home and disperse. ”

Feng Zhenwu, a beautiful scholar, heard this, his face was blue and white for a while, as if he had learned to change his face.

This thing!

Smart people can understand it, say it!

How could he have the face to go back and take over the position of the lord of the village?!

How can a person who doesn't even have the courage to avenge his eldest brother be qualified to succeed? Even if it's on top, it's a joke to spread it!

Mixed underworld, the most important thing is to have a face!

"You kid is really looking for death!"

Feng Zhenwu was still pondering, but the Crazy Sword Yuan Cheng Daoist couldn't bear it, and he carried the silver sword, walked to the earthquake position and shouted: "Second brother, let's go up together and lay down a small array of positive and negative two instruments!" I don't believe that this kid can really defy the sky! ”

Feng Zhenwu hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and walked towards the Xun position with a single knife in his hand.

This small array of positive and negative two instruments was taken from the Kunlun faction's positive and two yi sword techniques and the Huashan faction's anti-two yi sword techniques, and new changes were produced.

The Kunlun school is the swordsmanship of the two instruments, which is the shun from the earthquake position to the dry position; The anti-Liangyi knife method of the Huashan faction is the reverse from the Xun position to the Kun position!

The two have eight hundred and sixty-four variations, and the sword technique and the sword technique are combined, and there are four thousand and ninety-six variations.

It is rumored that if there are four first-class peaks joining forces to cast a positive and negative array, they can even reversibly kill the top martial artists.

Now it is used by two people, a single sword and a silver sword, and there are only seven hundred and twenty-four variations left, but it is enough to compete with first-class martial artists.

Whoosh.

The footsteps of the two were quickly arranged, the figures were staggered, and the sword and sword light reflected each other.

Ordinary second-rate peak martial artists, even if they go all out, they will release a foot of internal force, and they won't need it a few times. But these two people, with the blessing of the formation, the sword and sword light were both two feet outward, and the throughput continued, and the scope of the spread became wider and wider, and soon spread three zhang, covering Dongfang Yi in the array.

"This small array of pros and cons is really terrifying!"

He gasped at Big Bear.

After his thirteenth Taibao iron cloth shirt was completed, he relied on his physical strength to almost say that he was a second-rate invincible. One against two, even against three!

Before these two people cast their formations, he still had the heart to try, and if he could break it, it would be considered famous.

Can ...... now He could only secretly rejoice that he was not reckless and impulsive.

Second floor.

Shi Qing's face was solemn.

He and Min Rou are good at formations, and they can spy on the power of this formation.

"A knife is not a sword, a sword is not a sword; A knife is a knife, a sword is a sword, a sword is a sword, and a sword is a sword; This small array of pros and cons is really amazing. ”

If it was laid down by two first-class martial artists, even he would not be able to break out of the formation with full confidence.

Not only Shi Qing, but even the skyscraper Xie Yanke couldn't help but gaze slightly.

The second-rate martial artist's strength is low, and it is difficult to enter his eyes, but this formation is indeed a bit interesting.

The blue-clothed youth fell into the formation, and the sword light continued to attack from all angles one after another.

The speed is very fast, and the angle is extremely tricky.

First-class martial artists can also protect their internal strength and resist hard, and second-rate martial artists can really prevent the front, and they can't prevent it, and they can't prevent it!

Once you fall into the formation, you can almost die!

Why almost!

Because, the young man in blue is such an exception.

In the countless sword lights, a bloody light suddenly lit up.

The stars are as bright as a day!

This blood ray was like a violent sun, tearing through the barriers of the stars in an instant and descending on the world.

Everyone subconsciously closed their eyes.

When he opened it again, the young man in blue had already drifted away.

In the field, only Feng Zhenwu and Yuan Cheng Dao were left!

The next moment.

Poof, two muffled sounds, the second and third masters of the Golden Knife Village all fell to the ground and died.

Zhou Mu leaned too close and splashed blood.

But he didn't dare to erase it, and in his position, he could clearly see that the eyes of the beautiful scholar Feng Zhenwu were full of regret.

Mixed rivers and lakes, face is indeed the most important!

But more importantly, your own life!

If even your life is gone, why not go to the rivers and lakes!

Unfortunately, by the time we realized this, it was too late.