"This little friend, I see that your Yin Tang is black, I'm afraid you won't be able to die!" a somewhat obscene voice came, and there was a hidden sympathy for the same disease in his mouth.

"Childe, but you are disgusted with Cui'er's former Mongolian Tartar?" Cui'er said with a crying voice.

The Lonely Nine Swords are fully exerted, and occasionally hand out one or two swordsmanship to ward off evil spirits.

"Is he the one who died two years ago?" Thinking of this, Luo Xi's blood suddenly burned all over his body, and he couldn't breathe.

"Sima Chuan, I, Qiao Chen, have been created because of the colorful stones. You and I will see, the blood feud between me and your Hengyue Sect will definitely be recovered. ”

Without even asking Wu Chun how he and Wu Gang found out, Wu Jizong handed the three stone pieces in his hand to Wu Jixue, who had already stood up, turned around and walked towards the outside of the ancestral hall.

"But... That stinky old man has been treating me well these days, and he sincerely treats me as an apprentice... If he is not the opponent of the Twin Swords of the World, what if he dies?"

At this moment, but saw the fire outside the door, "How can you keep it with these wastes." "Seeing that the gate was about to burn down, the enemy was about to rush in, and it was useless to defend it, so I had to turn around and rush into the hall. As if they were released, they fled in all directions. They are all just trying to run for their lives, and who cares what happens to their master.

On the two noodle walls in the front hall are hung ten-meter paintings, and the noodles are clearly marked with the weapons, martial arts cheats, and so on in the ancient leaf auction shop.

When Qiao Xuan ran around this village, he found that there were no official roads in this village for four weeks, only some jungle trails, that is, it was still in the middle of the barren mountains and mountains.

Qiao Zhen really didn't like to kowtow to the statue of the god, looked at his sister-in-law's noodles, made a look, and then seriously looked at the statue of the king of heaven, the king of heaven was ten feet tall, burly and unusual. The two eyes glared angrily ahead, and his mouth was wide open as if he wanted to eat people. In his hand, he held a large clay sword, holding a sheath in one hand and the hilt of the sword in the other. Suddenly, there was a commotion in the sky, and a crow flew down and came to rest on the sword.

"Do you know? Feng'er went to the Hengyue Sect and also divorced Sima Chuan's daughter Sima Yanru. ”

When it comes to Wei Zhongxian, there is no Jinyi Wei who is not afraid. Long Aotian, who was still fierce and vicious just now, suddenly woke up and regained his humanity, and looked at his prey Az Wa lying on the ground.

Qiao Zhen stabbed out with a sword, and at first he only felt that a grand suction force dragged him backwards, and his entire right arm seemed to be twisted in, but as his sword really stabbed inward, he suddenly felt that the grand suction disappeared all of a sudden, and his arm was used freely again.

The neighborhood was quite quiet, with the sound of insects and frogs from time to time.

The next morning, Qiao Zhen got up early, he looked at the sleeping Hong Chengzhi and then separated the cave, he went all the way to the west, about an hour after walking, he said dissatisfiedly: "What the hell is in the center, there is not even a trace of a wild beast, how to catch it." ”

So much so that in the eyes of some people, in addition to surprise, there was also ridicule and disdain, and I don't know if it was Qiao Zhen himself or what he had done, which made these people look down on them very much.

Your mother has been imprisoned in the purgatory prison of the Valley of Sadness all these years.

After everything was swallowed up by the golden light, Qiao Zhen thought that he was really dead, and at this time he felt a sense of warmth, and opened his eyes hard, and there was a raging fire in his eyes, roaring around him, but he was separated by a layer of invisible force, and he did not burn himself, and he was lying on the shelf woven by iron chains.

The heroes were all stunned, he was dead, what else could he do? Many people secretly felt that this sword did not live up to its name, and it was a bit excessive.

Liufu Hall.

When he wanted to continue to explain, Su Huai once walked through the door, and Zhang Min was a little surprised, hey, how did he wake up so high? Or was he too sloppy to understand what he was doing.

As she spoke, Lan Xin lit a pillar of incense, then knelt down in front of the statue of Yu Lingzi, and said with tears in her eyes: "Master, disciple Lan Xin must uphold your will, complete your legacy, keep in mind the rules and ancestral teachings of the sect, carry forward the Jade Spirit Gate, and ask Master to bless the disciple in the spirit of heaven......"

Ziguang walked onto the platform, and the spring breeze was full of noodles: "This year's competition ranking is over. Xu Linzong, Mu Xianglan is the advantage, from here to teach the secret of the sect, the two rituals of swordsmanship, I hope you can study hard, slay demons in the future, and live up to the name of martial arts disciples. Xu Linzong and Mu Xianglan came to the stage to thank them.

r The white sound wave swept over, and Qiao Zhen only felt that he was suddenly caught in the thunderous tide, and his ears were full of thunderous tiger roars, which shocked his heart and couldn't help himself, and his eyes were black.

At some point, she once became her own life.

A knife said coldly: "You guys come to see." ”

The old beggar has other plans, although she can't live for a while, but she is old, her internal strength must be limited, and after a long time, she is panicked, and she can take advantage of the void to enter, Qiao Zhen is very happy in his heart after seeing it, but he is afraid that she will be hurt, and at the same time, he saw that no one in the group of beggars came up to help, and his heart was slightly relieved!

"Xiaoyou praised it falsely, the old decay is a withered body, it is no longer the past, and now it is the world of your young people!"

They watched Qiao Zhen escape through the gaps, although the cow wolf couldn't chase Qiao Zhen these days, but seeing Qiao Zhen in front was still easier than planning, they were also relaxed and kissed, and gradually Qiao Chen's figure disappeared in their field of vision.

"Could it be that Senior Brother Liu Jinlong?" Qin Tian guessed.

"What a fierce killing array!" Qiao Zhen measured in his heart, if he fell into such a killing array, he would be a little sure that he would be able to come out!

If this sword goes down, the winner will naturally be divided. Naturally, he was seriously injured, so that Liu Chaoshan, who passed away for a long time, was defeated.

"Look, so far, apart from the regimental report and the Huaxia Academy of Fine Arts, what other authoritative organization has confessed to the existence of ink painting? If so, how can other foreign experts not confess?"

Shen Baizhong roared in pain, and his right fist directly smashed Qiao Zhen to the ground.

The old Taoist priest said: "Your whole hand is as black as ink, even fools can see it." ”

The man in black's eyes were filled with disbelief, and his hand holding the sword trembled slightly. He staggered back two steps, and Qiao Zhen didn't deepen his sword again, because he didn't want to hurt the life of the flower thief, he still wanted to keep him to receive the reward.

It's just that when he saw the steel sword in Qiao Chen's hand spinning like the wind, and the mountains and rocks were as sharp as cutting tofu, his eyes immediately widened.

Hua Ruhua also expected this situation, she sometimes wondered where this Qiao Zhen was taught, swordsmanship and knife skills, but she didn't know anything about the rivers and lakes.