Qingluo has a temperament like fire. Grabbed by a strange man. Immediately annoyed. Smash the sword barb. But I saw Xuanguang dancing. A pair of hands clasped her arms. And a man also appeared beside him. Tsing Yi Hunting.

When you look closely. Immediately stuck out his tongue in embarrassment. It turned out that the situation was critical just now. Zhuo Tian and Lin Tianyue just happened to arrive.

Lin Tianyue's strength is one step higher. The first hand stepped forward to protect the green pothos. This slender hand is naturally hers. Qingluo didn't notice it for a while. Nearly wounded her by mistake.

The white-faced scholar saw the two of them coming again. His face froze slightly. But when I saw Lin Tianyue's peerless face. It was also a moment of consternation. Clapped his hands and praised: "Wonderful man." Wonderful ......"

Lin Tianyue rarely appeared at the inner door. So although there are a lot of people who pursue her. But more often than not, I don't know her.

Catch a glimpse of the white-faced scholar's undisguised possessive gaze. Zhuo Tian's gaze suddenly became sharp.

Zhuo Tian waved his hand and said, "Tilting the moon." More and faster chapters are here. You take the green radish down first. I'll clean him up. A bunch of dogs at Fengyunmen. Dare to hurt my brother too. Today I want them to know how good I am. ”

Lin Tianyue glanced at the white-faced scholar. Obviously, he didn't take him to heart. Microdot mantis head. took Qingluo off the competition platform.

Qingluo is a little unwilling. But he also knew that Zhuo Tian's strength was extraordinary. It's still difficult for her to deal with these people. Zhuo Tian is not a big deal.

"You were the one who instructed me to hurt my two brothers." Zhuo Tian's eyes are like a cold sword. Pointing directly at the white-faced scholar.

The white-faced scholar suddenly felt a pang in his heart. But the vision is strong. But it couldn't scare him. Shaking his head and grinning, he said, "Wrong." Wrong. but two foolish asses were not angry. of the hoof. ”

Zhuo Tian's face was cold. dared to scold Luo Fei and Chu Zhen in front of him. He was still the first. He smiled coldly: "I hope you can still laugh later." ”

The body is like thunder. Purple light fluttered. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the white-faced scholar. Clenched fists and rampage. It was a dazzling sword light that roared out. I want to behead him here.

The white-faced scholar's heart shook slightly. He took on the task of Black Cloud. Let him come to find trouble with Erjianmen. But they don't know specific people. Seeing Zhuo Tian so fast. It's not much worse than his Hurricane Technique, which specializes in cultivating speed.

Suddenly there was a little panic. Like a whirlwind. Quickly dodge and leave. The first time to update, but still bruised by the sword light, his cheek. I saw a red blood mark on the originally fair face.

The white-faced scholar touched the blood line on his cheek. His complexion changed. Condensed face. laughed out loud: "Okay." Good. You are the first person who dares to hurt me like that. Ha ha. Today. I'm going to skin you and cramp. ”

Zhuo Tian snorted coldly. The previous opponent also felt his strength. Disappointment in my heart. Sure enough, Luo Fei was injured by the wheel war. This man's strength is not at all their opponent in a hundred moves.

The white-faced scholar laughed maniacally. The louder the laughter. The momentum on his body turned out to be slightly stronger. But no matter how strong the rats. It's just a rat after all. It can't be the climate.

Zhuo Tian didn't move his sword either. Deal with people with the strength of white-faced scholars. Just to hone his body-breaking sword qi. I saw him pointing like a sword. A sword light more than three feet long shone on his fingertips. Update the sword light throughput as soon as possible. With a faint aura of purple thunder. It's very mysterious.

The white-faced scholar was amazed. But he thought that Zhuo Tian was playing tricks. A three-foot thin sword flew out of the folding fan that had been fiddling with the façade. Thin as cicada wings. Glory and dazzling. Obviously, it's not an ordinary commodity either.

"Tempest Sword Technique." The white-faced scholar laughed and made his hand. Diagonal flying sword. White shadows. Rapier Senhan. Take Zhuo Tian's eyebrows directly.

Zhuo Tian laughed. The first update waved his finger sword sideways. Two swords intersect. "Bang Bang". Both took a step back. Scattered. The white-faced scholar twitched the corners of his mouth. Zhuo Tian's strength said to him. It's a bit tricky.

And Zhuo Tian's finger sword is also flickering and dark. There are some signs of collapse. His eyes froze. Vitality is surging. Make up for it again. Immediately, it became a miracle again. Dazzling very. But there was a slight sigh in my heart. The use of this body-breaking sword qi does not seem to be simple. If it is against others. It would be troublesome to update the sword qi as soon as it was directly cut off. I still need more training.

"Again." Zhuo Tianfei stepped forward. Use the Holy Spirit sword technique with a finger sword. The shadow of the sword continues. Lots of tricks. I saw that the sword light suddenly crossed the competition platform. The shadow of the sword in the sky. Not for a while. The white-faced scholar who was originally still dashing was torn by him. Covered in tatters. Loose hair. A look of anger and despair. It's a stark contrast to the previous ones.

On the other hand, Zhuo Tian. But it's easy. The more you use the sword, the more skilled you become. The sword light is abundant. Gradually, it was able to withstand the impact of the sword of the white-clothed scholar.

Although the white-faced scholar was angry in his heart. But he also knew that Zhuo Tian was not something he could deal with. At the moment, it is only up to others to exhaust his vitality. It's not too late to strike again. Eye rolling. He shouted, "I throw in the towel." ”

Zhuo Tian smiled coldly: "Oh. That's throwing in the towel. But in his heart, he knew his intentions. It is nothing more than relying on those disciples behind him to restrain his strength. When you are running out of energy. Strike again. That's a good idea.

Zhuo Tian shouted: "Don't pretend. Come up, all of you. I dealt with it together. ”

The white-faced scholar looked happy. Since he is looking for death. He didn't hesitate at all. Wave your hand directly. He shouted, "Let's go together." ”

Dozens of disciples of Fengyun Sect were afraid of Zhuo Tian's strength in their hearts. But helplessly, the power of the white-faced scholar. But he didn't dare to back down.

At this time, the sword fighting arena was attracted by this lively scene. Suddenly I felt that Zhuo Tian was really a madman.

With the power of one person, he challenged dozens of disciples of Fengyun Sect. Some men who knew the white-faced scholar were even more surprised. Isn't this the second subordinate of the Lord of the Wind and Cloud Gate?

This battle. Zhuo Tianruo won. That Fengyunmen is really about to lose face.

Zhuo Tian looked at dozens of disciples of Fengyun Sect. Sneered.

The white-faced scholar caught a glimpse of a number of disciples gathered below. He also realized that the scene was not something he could control. It's not a problem for them to look for trouble anymore. It's about the battle of Fengyunmen's face.

Zhuo Tian stepped forward. The Heavenly Sword appeared in his hand. Tsing Yi inspires. Skimming with a sword. A single sword is to draw dozens of sword lights. Purple thunder exploded.

The white-faced scholar was shocked. Only then did he realize that the gap between him and him was completely different. Dozens of Fengyun Sect disciples were instantly slashed by him with a single sword. They all fell to the ground with serious injuries. I saw that purple thunder sword light straight to his throat. I wanted to kill him on the spot.

But at this time. Suddenly there was a loud laugh. The laughter is arrogant and uninhibited. Domineering. The sword light that struck the white-faced scholar suddenly exploded invisibly in the laughter.

Then there was an admiring laugh. Wild and uninhibited: "The kid is a little crazy. I like it. ”