On the roof, the girl let go of her hand, half-dragged and half-dragged Feng Zhiping's arm and ran wildly.

His arm was about to be broken, Feng Zhiping endured the pain and asked, "Where is your weapon?"

"It's in town. The girl said without looking back.

"People bring it to the Black Bone Cliff!"

"So they're wicked, we're decent!"

The famous and decent people of the fart are about to be corrected on the spot, and they are still here to gild!

Feng Zhiping was slandered, looked at the girl's side face and then looked at his arm, but finally didn't dare to speak.

After running for a short time, the road ahead was blocked, and the two could only stop, vigilantly watching the strong man sneer.

"What are you running, honestly let me cut a few knives and suffer less, you will only make me angrier like this, the more angry I am, the harder it is to control my hands, you see, it's like this!"

Jumping high and raising the knife to the top, the strong man sneered and slashed violently, and the others followed, cooperating to block the retreat.

The girl seems to be weak, but her skills are really good, she found a gap in the encirclement to avoid the knife cut, and led Feng Zhiping with one hand to revolve with only one palm, although she was very embarrassed, but she was not injured.

But this is not a long-term solution.

There are five people on the other side, and three of them are accompanied by Gang Qi, which means that three of the other party are the cultivation of the internal force transformation element.

When the strong man led by made a move, the thick long knife was accompanied by a faint humming sound, and there was a faint streamer on the blade, which showed that the other party was a quasi-congenital with all the internal force condensed into the yuan force, and it was very likely that he had already begun to try to cultivate spiritual sense, and the black-clothed man who kidnapped him was just this cultivation.

The girl's strength is not weak, but her cultivation is obviously not as good as that of a strong man, and she doesn't have a blade in her hand, so the combat effectiveness of an empty-handed warrior will be greatly reduced.

"Let go of me. Seeing that the girl's skirt was shattered, Feng Zhiping shouted.

"You can't!"

The girl had already tried Feng Zhiping's cultivation, and she couldn't bear him to sacrifice her life to die, but her kindness made the prince angry.

"Don't tell me I can't do it, especially today! Whoever the hell says I can't do it, I'll kill him!

Violently broke free, and in the girl's exclamation, Feng Zhiping dodged a knife and a sword and rolled on the ground, rubbing his body and pounced on a thin man who had already been in the picture.

This person was the worst of the two mortal warriors who had not yet begun to transform into internal force, and the sword technique made him want to vomit, and he avoided the opponent's sword path three times in a row, and urged Dantian to punch his chest with all his strength.

"Grass!"

His arm shook, and he was sore to death.

The other party's internal strength is deep, and he has been prepared for a long time, but the strength of the body protection qi counterattack still exceeds expectations, and his throat is sweet and he takes a few steps back.

The thin man was also uncomfortable, this punch hit the chest to the acupoint, and the deliberately raised knuckles made his acupoint suddenly close, and his internal breath was confused, and he was stuck in his chest in one breath and was nauseated.

The thin man stepped back, wanting to take a breather, but Feng Zhiping didn't give him a chance.

Before the two helpers arrived, he forcibly stopped the retreat and counterattacked, and greeted a set of old boxers that he had practiced since childhood, regardless of the internal force.

The thin man who was caught off guard blinked to the ground, Feng Zhiping lay down with him, grabbed his arms between his legs and broke them hard, the joints fell off in response, and the sword in his hand also reached his hand.

Rolling over and dodging the two fatal throwing knives, after escaping, he grabbed the hilt of the sword and poured internal force into it, and almost at the same time, a stream of heat was fed back into his body from the hilt, and a piece of information appeared in his mind.

[Thousand wrought iron fine sword, human-level medium grade, spiritual loss]

Spiritual loss, the sword is not broken?

After thinking about it for a while, Feng Zhiping realized that the passing spirituality should be in his own body, and it seems that the aura of his own absorption of the blade is a one-way exploitation, and it cannot be mutually nourished.

In a distraction, the two people who supported were brazenly killed, and they were injured by a little-known fisherman and took the blade, which was a great shame, and both of them moved to kill.

One of them was strong with a knife, Feng Zhiping didn't dare to take it hard, and while dodging, he observed the surrounding situation, and suddenly had a plan.

Fight!

Fierce in his heart, he took a hard blow and spat blood and flew back to the girl, throwing his sword over.

"Catch the sword, beard!"

The girl was not slow to react this time, she didn't look at the backhand catch, shook off the strong man in front of her, turned the target and attacked the goatee on the side.

Feng Zhiping also picked up a piece of broken tiles and rushed down, stabbing the tip of the tile into the opponent's armpit when the goatee was forced out of the gap by the girl.

"How daring!"

The goatee was furious, and with a shock from his internal breath, the tiles were shattered into muck, unscathed.

"Attack his sea of qi!"

Feng Zhiping shouted, jumped and hugged one of the opponent's legs, and let the other party kick and kill without letting go.

The girl understood, but she didn't attack her lower abdomen or use a sword, the sword was handed over to her left hand, and her right palm shrank into her sleeve and seemed to be imprinted on the opponent's chest slowly.

"Ahh

The goatee screamed and fell softly, his face like gold paper.

"Let's go!"

Feng Zhiping shouted, picked up the knife of the goatee and rushed out of the eaves first.

The girl followed, caught up with Feng Zhiping in mid-air and grabbed the back of his neck again to help him unload the momentum of the landing, and led him to dodge three flying knives, and then was pulled by Feng Zhiping into the fleeing crowd.

"Give me chase!"

The strong man was furious and beckoned men to chase him, but found that the goatee was wrong.

"The third?"

After a few steps, I saw that the goatee was so angry that it was going to die, and I tore open the placket and saw that a palm print on my chest was slightly red, and there was a needle eye in the center that was almost undetectable.

"Breaking the golden needle?

The strong man's eyes suddenly turned red, and he knew that even if the goatee could be saved, his cultivation would have to be abolished.

"Who the hell is that girl, how can there be such a thing!"

The golden needles that can break the body's qi are rare, and it is extremely difficult to refine, and it is also a one-time consumable, which is impossible for ordinary people to have, and they may not be willing to use it.

"Senior Brother Gao, Senior Brother Wang?"

"No more. The strong man shook his head and looked at the thin man with one arm hanging down, "How are you?"

The thin man broke out in a cold sweat in pain, and said in a deep voice: "The flesh is injured, it's not in the way, that kid's cultivation is not very good, but his skills are ruthless, not like a wild road." ”

"Whoever he is, he's going to die!"

Huo Ran got up, and the strong man's eyes were fierce.

"Chase! The ends of the earth will also find people for me, and I will scrape them with my own hands!"

In this compartment, Feng Zhiping pulled the girl to grab a handful of things from east to west on the stalls along the way while running, and after a few streets, the two of them had changed into peasant children.

This is the experience of the rivers and lakes that my father talked about, but I didn't expect to use it so quickly.

The people around him ran less and less, but there were more and more shouts around him, Feng Zhiping grabbed the girl and signaled, and the two of them learned to find a wall and squat honestly like ordinary people.

As soon as she squatted down, the girl's ears moved, and she pressed Feng Zhiping, who was probing her brain.

"Don't look up!"

Feng Zhiping hurriedly lowered his head, and listened to the scolding from far and near, and the sound was a few strong men.

"Immortals from all directions, bless the young master to turn evil into good fortune, let these eight kings get out of here!"

Feng Zhiping held his head and prayed silently, I don't know if the gods really heard it, and it really came true, the strong man and the others had just checked a few people before they were led away by a new shouting and killing sound in the distance.

"Thank you, immortals, you are all good people, I'll set up immortal cards for you one by one when I go back!"

After repeating it with gratitude, Feng Zhiping sat on the ground with his buttocks, only to find that he was sore all over, and his right arm, chest and abdomen were full of swells.

"Anything, everyone in the city dares to do it, and there is no royal law!"

Feng Zhiping complained in a low voice, and suddenly found that the girl did not respond, and turned his head to look at it and was startled.

I saw that the girl's face was as white as snow, her left hand was covering her mouth, her right hand was on her knees, and she trembled unconsciously, and she didn't even notice that the long sword hidden behind her back was exposed.

"You're hurt?"

The girl nodded, pulled open the sleeve of her right hand, and her white arm was covered with bruises and blood lines.

"That person's cultivation is profound, I used a golden needle to break his body protection qi, but I was also shocked by him and injured the meridians, but fortunately it is not serious. ”

Feng Zhiping frowned: "It's not serious, why is your face so ugly, did you suffer a secret injury and didn't find out?"

"No, I, I..."

"What are you?"

"I, I killed someone. The girl burst into tears, and suddenly covered her mouth and retched.

"Huh?"

Feng Zhiping was dumbfounded.

This girl who did it just now is so heroic and not majestic, and she has not had blood on her hands!

If you think about it, you don't seem to have touched it, but you've seen it.

Ever since he witnessed the man in black being broken into thousands of pieces, and tossed it a little by little with his own hands, he felt that he was not afraid of anything.

Not to mention a dead person, even throwing him into the pile of corpses to sleep is no problem.

Feng Zhiping was secretly proud, and suddenly smelled a faint scent of sandalwood, turned his head and looked, a big monk squatted beside him for some time.

Seeing him coming, the great monk smiled in return, his teeth white and dazzling.

"Donor, the little monk is polite. ”