"Hmph! It's really some miscellaneous pieces, and before Ben Shao can make any efforts, you will fall. The marshal's cold snort broke the silence.

I saw him holding a folding fan, the tip of the fan pointed directly in front of him, and a person on the ground vomited blood.

The marshal's folding fan dangled in front of his eyes, and it was originally an extremely elegant object, but now it exuded a cold light.

His pupils dilated infinitely, as if they were shooting into the depths of his soul in an instant, about to wave goodbye to the world completely.

"Do it, kill me, you won't get anything from me anyway!...... Huh!" Or if the light returned, this person actually laughed in this desperate situation, as if all this was so insignificant in his eyes.

"You!" The marshal was slightly stunned when he saw this, and only held back a sentence for a long time: "You are not afraid of me?"

At this moment, his expression was slightly stunned, shouldn't the words "Starfall Pavilion" be someone else's soul chain?

And this person can't even walk through half a move in his hands, and he is so calm at this time?

"Heh!" only to hear the man sneer: "Afraid of you, afraid of you old dogs?"

"You" Marshal drank coldly, the half-foot folding fan in his hand clenched, raised slightly, and then angrily cut down, this clown dared to mock him.

An extremely sharp "click" sounded, and sparks flew in all directions, as if something had been cut in two.

"Do it, do it!" came the man's laughter, which was so tragic that it was like a devil asking for his life.

"Boom"

The marshal put the folding fan behind him, like a scholar seeking knowledge, stared at the miserable person in front of him, and asked, "Why?"

When the folding fan fell just now, he clearly saw a touch of perseverance in the light of this person's eyes.

That's right, this person just saw death as home, and it was only this scene that aroused his curiosity.

So he staggered an angle in time, and although the rock next to the man was shattered by him, and the dust flew everywhere, the man also survived for the time being.

"Heh!" sneered unchanged for ten thousand years, and the resoluteness in his eyes was so resolute, like a rock, undestroyed for ten thousand years.

"Why, why do you pretend to be my Starfall Pavilion?"

"Haha...... Haha, why? Why?" the man glanced coldly at the marshal and raised his head to the sky and roared.

"Poof"

Maybe it was too hard to laugh, and a few mouthfuls of blood spurted out.

The marshal stared at the other party as if he was eager for an answer, so he didn't even avoid it, and when he checked his body, his whole body was dyed all over his body, and a disgusting thought condensed.

Seeing that his beloved Dao robe was ruined like this, invisible anger gradually rose.

"You actually ruined the Taoist robe that my master gave me......"

I saw his long hair flying, his words fell, and a rapid energy on the folding fan flew away, mixed with the sound of air explosion, extremely ruthless.

"Click" a stone was chopped off again, scattered all over the ground.

In front of him, the man was long dead, but his eyes were fixed on him, and his eyes were hollow, but they roared like a soul.

"Why?" muttered the marshal, but he did not get an answer.

"Senior brother!"

The four of Yuan Tong came over from a distance, and just now the five of them came out, and the other party was so frightened that they fled.

But after all, he couldn't escape that ending, and became the ghost of their men.

Yuan Ming said: "I said marshal, you won't even get such a little chicken!" Seeing the marshal with his back to them, he was very curious.

"Yes, junior brother, you yelled so much just now that you had to scratch your tongue and ask for something. Yuan Ku was the first to come over.

However, when he saw the blood marks on his junior brother's body, he asked, "Senior brother, why are you doing it, why are you so embarrassed?"

Of course, he would not mistake the blood on the marshal's body for his junior brother, as a master of the Grandmaster Realm, he still has this in his eyes, and he knows the reason.

What made him stunned was that his junior brother's favorite Taoist uniform was made like this and could still remain silent, could it be that his habit disappeared?

You must know that your junior brother was seriously injured by several disciples of the same sect for this uniform.

And at that time, those disciples only made a little dust on his robe.

The marshal was slightly stunned, and then replied: "This time I was careless!"

"Oh! I think that although this person is dead, it must be difficult to eliminate the anger in the heart of the senior brother" Yuan Ming laughed when he heard this: "Then the senior brother will help you! haha!"

As he spoke, the sword was unsheathed, and with a few swings in the air, the body of the man who died in front of the marshal was shattered into several pieces, and all of them fell to the ground and piled up in a small pile.

In the coming year, it will be turned into a pile of fertilizer, which can be described as "deserving of death".

"I said Yuan Ming, you kid will steal the limelight, it's not enough to kill one, even the dead won't be spared. Yuan Ku glanced at the side and pursed his lips.

"Senior Brother Yuan Ku, how dare I compare with you, the people who died under my sword still have at least some traces" Yuan Ming replied: "It's not comparable to the supreme realm of your sword." ”

"I'll rub, you little hairy boy, don't think I'm too old to hear it. Yuan Ku immediately scolded.

There is no way, two people who make swords meet, as the so-called back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and a sword is more than a sword.

"It's okay!" Ignoring the fights between the two, Yuan Tong walked beside the marshal, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and smiled.

The marshal shook his head and said, "Senior brother is too worried, senior brother is really fine! ”

"Well, I know your temperament, I'm sure you'll be fine. Yuan Tong patted him on the shoulder again and said, "There is water over there, go and change your mentality, presumably your master doesn't want you to be like this all the time!"

"Hmm" the marshal nodded, and walked not far away, and sure enough, there was a trickle of stream, which was crystal clear.

"Senior brother, it seems that this kid is still very tender!" Yuan Ming looked at the distance and said to Yuan Tong.

Yuan Zhen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly shot out like a dragon, letting out a sharp sonic boom.

"Yuan Zhen, what do you mean by this?" Yuan Ku was very curious, why did he dance with a gun and a stick?

"Yuan Ming's words are wrong, I think, the marshal's junior brother must be the strongest of the four of us in the future" Yuan Zhen sighed a few times at the spear, and wiped it with his cuffs.

"In the future, he will not be weaker than Senior Brother Yuantong, maybe he will not be able to do it. Yuan Zhen continued, and his eyes revealed a sense of determination.

"I said Yuan Zhen, you are too big a bull, right! Although the marshal started early, he was decadent for too long in the middle, and as the so-called heaven rewards hard work, what he lacks is not a little bit. Yuan Ming said faintly.

In his opinion, the marshal is really too bad, even if he wants to be compared, he is not qualified.

At this time, Yuan Tong smiled slightly, and said eloquently: "Senior Brother Yuanming, you are wrong, if you continue to look at him like this, then never be his enemy, otherwise you will be the one who suffers." ”

"Why?" Yuan Ming was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "We are fellow junior disciples, besides, the marshal's kid is just like that, do you have any high opinions, senior brother?"