If you can't beat it, you can shake people, this is too shameless!

It's more to bully less, the rules of the rivers and lakes!

Let's go head-to-head!

Feng Rui carried the sword and retreated to the little sister's side.

Well, looking at the Sword Casting Hall disciples who rushed up with their swords, Feng Rui was a little scared.

"Small... Boy, now... Even if you hand over the sword case now, old ... I'm going to skin you too! ”

Di Yijian's eyes were as red as a jackal that had been hungry for dozens of days, and he slowly stood up with the only remaining big sword, his scarlet eyes staring at Feng Rui.

"There's a kind of one-on-one heads-up!"

Feng Rui held the sealed sword and pointed at Di Yijian.

Thinking about it, this thing must have been chopped by Zhou Wu's sword, and there was only a trace of blood left, and it should be no problem for me to make up for it.

"You..."

Di Yijian was sharpened and spat out another mouthful of blood.

Three of the six Sword Casting Hall disciples went to deal with Zhou Wuji, and the remaining three slowly walked towards Feng Rui and Feng Qi.

"Humph! Being a master is scared. ”

Looking at the approaching Sword Casting Hall disciples, Feng Rui gritted his teeth and transported the Dragon Heart Method.

I want to force him to shoot again, but when he makes a move, he will either die or be injured.

It's like the female disciple of the Shura Palace a few nights ago, but now her wrist is not good.

Feng Rui also stared at Di Yijian viciously.

Hmph, the waste of residual blood, just now he was beaten out with another mouthful of blood by his own words, so why didn't he spit out the last mouthful of blood!

"On ... First... Kill that kid first! ”

Angry that Di Yijian couldn't care about contacting his request, Di Yijian just wanted to die sharply now!

Zhou Wuji and the three Sword Casting Hall disciples were already on the same page.

The three Sword Casting Hall disciples all carried two big swords, and it seemed that they were also like Di Yijian, and they were all elite disciples of the inner gate of Sword Casting Villa.

With Di Yijian's experience, the three of them didn't dare to underestimate Zhou Wuji, and each held a big sword to slowly surround Zhou Wuji.

A disciple of the Sword Casting Hall cautiously shouted, "Boy, I advise you not to meddle in your affairs, and retreat with your friends, you and I should have never seen it." ”

Why did a disciple of the Sword Casting Hall betray the Sword Casting Villa?

This matter has to start with the three halls of Sword Casting Villa.

The Sword Forge Villa is divided into three halls.

The sword casting hall, which is personally run by the owner of the village, is mainly used for sword making.

The Sword Trial Hall helmed by Lu Jianxing, in addition to testing the sword, is to deal with all kinds of things outside the Sword Casting Villa.

The Hidden Sword Hall, which is led by Ren Jianhan, not only manages the Tibetan Sword, but also manages all kinds of things inside the Sword Casting Villa.

It is said that the Sword Casting Hall, which is personally in charge of the owner of the village, should be the place that the disciples of the Sword Casting Villa yearn for.

But do the people who enter Sword Forge Villa really just want to strike iron?

I still want to learn martial arts.

However, the pyrotechnics are obsessed with sword casting, and the sword casting hall teaches the method of forging.

So many disciples who entered the Sword Casting Hall were not satisfied with the daily iron casting of swords, and they were already dissatisfied, and as soon as Di Yijian provoked them, they betrayed the Sword Casting Villa and the fire workers.

"Humph! Hit Kombat! ”

Zhou Wu's sword slashed Di Yijian vomited blood, and his fighting spirit became stronger at this time.

Seeing that it didn't make sense, one of them slashed towards Zhou Wuzhi with one move, and the remaining two took the opportunity to stab Zhou Wujian in the left and right ribs.

You say one-to-one rules?

Where will there be rules for killing!

Zhou Wuzhi was also brave, carrying the stinky dirt skill, regardless of the big sword that stabbed his left and right ribs, he instead slashed diagonally upward, slashing at the current sword casting hall disciple who was slashing towards him.

Zhou Wuji also wanted to rely on the stinky dirt to resist the left and right swords.

Ding!

Two more crunchs.

The big sword that stabbed at Zhou Wuji's left and right ribs was hit by two iron beads.

The two looked in shock in the direction where the iron beads were calling, but it was just a little girl.

The disciples of the Sword Casting Hall are swordsmen and iron all day long, and the force of the hammer colliding with the iron felt is not small.

But at this time, the two of them, who were disciples of the Sword Casting Hall, were buzzing with the big sword in their hands, and they could barely hold it.

Was the iron bead really made by the little girl?

When the two Sword Casting Hall disciples lost their minds, Zhou Wu's slash diagonally upwards was matched by the downward slash of another Sword Casting Hall disciple.

Although the big iron sword in Zhou Wuji's hand was rusty, he didn't expect it to be very strong.

The big sword that had broken Di Yi's sword before, this slash cut the big sword in the hands of the disciples of the Sword Casting Hall into two pieces.

A huge force slashed the Sword Casting Hall disciple out, and his chest collapsed into a piece, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Watch out for that little girl!"

Only then did the two Sword Casting Hall disciples beside Zhou Wuzhi who couldn't hold the big sword come back to their senses, and shouted at the other three Sword Casting Hall disciples who were rushing towards Feng Rui and Feng Qi.

Let's talk about the sharp side.

Behind him is the little sister, Feng Rui will not run away, and he will not retreat.

The inexplicable killing intent is rising again, isn't it just fighting, isn't it just killing!

Feng Rui took a long breath, he really thought he was a soft persimmon, and now he is a master of internal strength.

Feng Rui puffed himself up and used a horizontal slash in his dream.

The Gu Sealing Sword and the three swords that were slashed at the head collided.

Bang bang bang!

The sharp move was still meritorious, and the slash crushed the three swords that slashed at him.

It's just that I don't know if it's because the internal force is low, or the big sword in the hand is not powerful, although the three people in the Sword Casting Hall are broken by the force splitting move, the big sword in their hands is still intact, and they haven't taken a step back.

The three of them in the Sword Casting Hall slashed diagonally upwards with their backhands, and such a quick reaction must have been honed for a long time.

Feng Rui is a rookie.

And fortunately, the three styles of the heavy sword in the dream are not exhausted, so the sharp wrist turns, and the slash is obliquely down.

These words are a long story, but the actual action is only within a snap of a finger.

I didn't hear the clash of swords.

Puff puff!

It turned out that it was Feng Qi behind Feng Rui, and three iron beads popped out.

Three iron beads struck the wrists of the three Sword Forging Hall disciples with precision.

At this time, the 'careful' of the two Sword Casting Hall disciples beside Zhou Wuji had just shouted.

He received a blow to the wrist and could barely hold the broadsword.

Feng Rui slashed at him again, and three big swords flew towards the sky.

The Sword Forging Hall disciple who had lost his weapon was so busy retreating that he hurriedly retreated.

"That little girl's internal strength is so strong!"

The three Sword Casting Hall disciples who retreated held their right wrists, and when they were hit by the front chess, they felt that their right wrists must be broken.

Di Yijian also looked at Feng Qi in surprise.

The sword that stabbed at Lu Jianxing earlier was interrupted by an iron ball.

It's just that Di Yijian didn't expect that the iron beads would come from the hands of a little girl.

"With your left hand! If today's things don't work out, don't say that there are rich rewards, that is, I am afraid that we will be hunted down by the Sword Casting Villa in the future. ”

Now, Di Yijian naturally has no way to retreat, and roars to order the disciples of the Sword Casting Hall not to retreat.

Di Yijian himself also took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the blood in his body, and lifted his sword towards Lu Jianxing.

Lu Jianxing's face was pale at this time, and he was already unconscious.

But the disciple of the Sword Trial Hall beside him was not stupid, and he had already carried Lu Jianxing to the side of Fengrui and Fengqi.

Lu Jianxing couldn't kill him, Di Yijian was even more annoyed, gritted his teeth, used his internal strength, and slashed towards the sharp edge with a slash.

The corners of his sharp mouth couldn't help but show a sly smile.

Hey! The soft persimmon jumped in front of me by itself!

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

The endless true qi was quickly beaten into internal force, and the internal strength of the whole body was exhausted, and it was slashed towards Di Yijian.

Looking at Di Yijian in a gloomy manner, he had the thought that this was the first ghost under the sword in his hand!

Bang!

The two swords met, and Feng Rui and Di Yi each took a few steps back.

Sharp grinned and shook his hand, and the force of the collision almost couldn't hold the sword.

Sure enough, there are still 3,000 nails in the broken ship!

A sick tiger is not a little flower cat either!

Of course, Di Yijian is also uncomfortable.

The injuries that were originally suppressed were beaten out again, adding a few points.

A few mouthfuls of blood spit out, and Di Yijian relieved himself and looked at Feng Rui in disbelief.

You... You know how to do martial arts! ”

The person who contacted him told Di Yijian that Feng Rui probably didn't know martial arts.

Not to mention the previous two horizontal slashes like the bladeless sword technique, maybe they were wielded indiscriminately.

But the three juniors and disciples of the Sword Casting Hall struck each other, and it was all right.

Now he has taken over his own sword.

Di Yijian was very sure that the kid in front of him must be good at martial arts.

"Although that kid's internal strength is low, his swordsmanship is very strange!"

The three Sword Casting Hall disciples escorted Di Yijian's side, and they also affirmed the martial arts of Fengrui.

If there is no internal strength, if they fight hard with a sword, unless they are born with divine power and their bones are amazing, otherwise no matter how strong the martial artist is, they will be shocked out.

Where does the sharp little body look like a natural divine power and a bone surprise, so it can only be said that the sharp also operates the internal force.

"The master didn't say that he didn't know martial arts! The young master has the body of an immortal, and there are many peerless masters such as the beggar gang and Shaolin to pass on the skills. In the past, the master was not showy, but the master was low-key! ”

Feng Rui opened his mouth and talked nonsense, since it was so small that he couldn't hide it, then he would blow it big!

"Whoever is behind you, he must have deceived you! Do you still defend him? It's better to say it, just like the brother just said, everyone should treat it as if no one had seen anyone? ”

"Humph! The man asked me to test you to see if you could do martial arts, but he lied to me. Now it seems that you will, so the sword box must be in your hand. ”

Although Di Yijian was a little embarrassed, he was overjoyed, because he at least found out that Feng Rui knew martial arts, and only this one skill could also enter the Tongtian Sword Shrine, if he could catch Feng Rui...

Di Yijian excitedly shouted at the three Sword Casting Hall disciples, "Take down that kid, we will definitely be able to enter the seventy-two building of the Tongtian Sword Shrine!" ”

The seventy-two story building of the sword mound in Tongtian?

I don't know what the seventy-two building is, but the Tongtian Sword Shrine seems to have heard the little female thief say it.

The Mobei Sword Saint holds the secret Tongtian Sword of Immortal Immortality, and establishes a Tongtian Sword Shrine in Mobei.

Because of the attraction of the secret of immortal immortality, the heroes of the world have surrendered, and it is said that he is a super force capable of suppressing the five major factions of good and evil!

However, since the Tongtian Sword Shrine is a Tongtian Sword with the secret of immortal immortality, why do you need the Fengjia's Tongtian Sword Box?

When the three Sword Casting Hall disciples heard that the seventy-two floors of the Tongtian Sword Shrine were like being beaten with chicken blood, their attacks became even more violent.

"Erxiao, come back quickly!"

After a few swords, Feng Rui felt as if his arm had been broken, and it seemed that his body bones were still too weak.

Feng Qi made a few shots, but the disciples of the Sword Casting Hall were all on guard.

The sharper it became, the harder it became.

However, even if he was figuring out the person behind Di Yijian, Feng Rui didn't want to fight with Di Yijian and the others.

"Let's go!"

In line with the principle of running if you can't beat it, and running if you can beat it, Feng Rui decided to retreat tactically first.

This is not far from the plum blossom silk village, so go there first.

Di Yijian can hurt the people of Shura Palace.

The three of them escorted Lu Jianxing and slowly retreated towards the Plum Blossom Silk Village.

Although Di Yijian gritted his teeth angrily, after seeing the red lantern of the Plum Blossom Silk Village, he really didn't dare to continue chasing!