One of the two Zidou is called Fang Lin, and the other is called Yu Lin.

The two of them thought about it and felt that it made sense, but Fang Lin still said, "Then why don't you go up?"

Zuo Jingtian said: "I have tried it a long time ago, I am not their opponent!"

When the subordinates heard this, they were so angry that they almost vomited blood, Nima is not even your opponent of Jindou, but let us send us to death. If it weren't for the fact that he was the lord of the city, he would have turned around and chopped him into meat sauce.

Fang Lin shouted at this time: "Stand down for me!"

The group of subordinates hurriedly retreated as if they had been amnestied, but Jiang Xiaobai did not pursue.

Fang Lin snorted coldly and said, "You are very arrogant!"

Jiang Xiaobai said: "You are very unconvinced!"

Fang Lin said: "But I will convince you!"

Jiang Xiaobai said: "Then you can let the horse come over!"

Fang Lin didn't speak again, he drew his sword out of its sheath, his body was extremely fast, like light and electricity.

This time it was Jiang Xiaobai's turn to be startled, Zuo Jingtian had already broken through the Golden Bucket, but he didn't dare to get started, but asked for help from this person, it is conceivable that this person's cultivation is definitely not low, but he estimates that it is at most the position of the third or fourth grade of the Golden Bucket, and no matter how high the cultivation is, Zuo Jingtian will definitely not be able to know. So although I was cautious, I didn't worry too much.

Unexpectedly, he was wrong. As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one. Looking at this speed, at least it's Zidou.

Jiang Xiaobai couldn't figure it out, where did Zuo Jingtian find the Purple Bucket master?

Before he could react, the sword had already arrived in front of him, and he hurriedly took out the sword, but it also made him touch the opponent's blade, but even though he had already used four or two to pull out a thousand catties, the tiger's mouth was still slightly numb, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

As soon as the other party's sword came out, he couldn't allow him to breathe at all, and the sword momentum was overwhelming. Jiang Xiaobai was suddenly a little in a hurry, the other party's sword was too fast, he was dazzled, and he was forced to retreat again and again, only the momentum of parrying was left, and he had no power to fight back, one was careless, his left arm had been hit by a sword, although the wound was not deep, but his clothes were also dyed red.

Zuo Jingtian laughed and said, "I thought that the little marquis had a lot of ability, but it turned out that it was nothing more than that! ”

Jiang Xiaobai is in danger now, and he shouldn't have the energy to answer him, but he still couldn't help but reply to him: "The ability is limited, but you still take your son's life!"

The smile on Zuo Jingtian's face immediately froze, in fact, when he saw Jiang Xiaobai coming back from the Nine Slaying Demon Domain alive and bringing the old housekeeper back, he vaguely felt bad in his heart, but he still had the illusion that his son's cultivation was so high, and he was on his son's territory, he should be fine, and he only thought that Jiang Xiaobai had escaped by luck. Now listening to Jiang Xiaobai say it in person, his heart suddenly felt like a knife, for monks, if no one among his children becomes a monk, it will be fine, and he will be treated equally. But once a child becomes a monk, the other children immediately become fosters, and only regard the monk as their own. So Zuo Lan is now in his heart, just like his only son, how can he not feel uncomfortable when he dies? His eyes turned red all of a sudden, his eyes were split, and he said angrily: "Today I will let you bury my son!"

Jiang Xiaobai said: "Your son is dead and has no place to be buried, where can I go to bury him?"

Zuo Jingtian had to scream, if he wasn't afraid that Zidou would be unhappy, he really wanted to rush up and break Jiang Xiaobai's body to pieces.

Although Jiang Xiaobai said it easily, the long sword in his hand seemed to be entangled, and there was a feeling of stirring the mud, which was extremely unsmooth, and he felt more and more difficult. But the other party didn't seem to exert all his strength, like a cat and mouse, trying to exhaust him to exhaustion.

This is just a purple bucket, and there is one standing next to it, maybe it's also a purple bucket. Jiang Xiaobai regretted it a little, this forced pretended to be a bit excessive, but fortunately, Meng Degang had already informed him, but he didn't leave, but he wanted to move a chair and sit in the yard and pretend to be a coerc. It's okay now, I've been struck by lightning, I can't run if I want to, and I'm going to be laughed at by Zuo Jingtian when I die, I really can't live because of my own sin, I really want to say to that Zidou, pause, so that I can slap myself twice.

Jiang Xiaobai fought and retreated, a layer of fine sweat oozed from his forehead, and it was gradually difficult to support.

Feng Yan stood behind Jiang Xiaobai and also retreated, he also felt that the young master was about to lose his support, so he was always looking for an opportunity. For the Purple Dou master, his magic needle can only sneak attack, so he must succeed in one blow, otherwise there will be no second chance.

He has been with Jiang Xiaobai for so long, and the two of them can be regarded as having a good heart, and they also have a certain understanding of his sword path, just when Jiang Xiaobai raised his right arm, his god aimed at Jiang Xiaobai's armpit and passed through. Only after he knows a person well enough can he dare to do this, because the accuracy must be grasped between centimeters, and if there is a slight deviation, it is not someone else who will be stabbed to death, but Jiang Xiaobai.

Fang Lin also lost his patience at this time, the long sword in his hand was much faster, just as he was about to close the net, he didn't expect a stick to emerge from Jiang Xiaobai's armpit, and before he could react to what was going on, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and a long stick had already passed through his chest, and he couldn't move after being pestle.

Fang Lin didn't know how he died, where did this stick come from?

When the Wind Speech Divine Needle was withdrawn, Fang Lin fell softly.

is also shocked, there is Zuo Jingtian, others don't know, he knows that it was the Zidou master who died, and in his mind, it was a mountain-like existence. I didn't expect to be killed by the two of them, although it was a fluke killing, it was enough to shock him, and if it was him, I couldn't think of this kind of thing. Fortunately, there is a spare, otherwise he would have turned around and ran, and his son's revenge would not have been avenged.

Yu Lin stood aside but saw it clearly, knowing that the small stick in Feng Yan's hand was the culprit, as long as he paid careful attention, he would never be attacked. But he didn't rush to make a move, his heart was sad, he rushed over, squatted on the ground, took Fang Lin in his arms, tears flowed down, shook vigorously, and shouted: "Brother Fang, Brother Fang......" But he didn't careless because of this, and paid close attention to the small stick in Fengyan's hand.

But Brother Fang couldn't answer him.

The first strike is strong, and the second attack suffers, Feng Yan wanted to take the opportunity to sneak attack him again, but Jiang Xiaobai held down his hand and told him not to act rashly, because he felt that he was already on guard, and the sneak attack would definitely not succeed.

Yu Lin raised his head suddenly, his eyes were about to erupt with fire, and the two purple stars between his eyebrows flickered, like an angry lion, gritted his teeth and said, "I want you to die......"

Jiang Xiaobai and Feng Yan saw that he turned out to be the second grade of Zidou, and their hearts sank, once this kind of character launched a madness, they might not even be able to survive three moves, after all, the gap between them is too big, and now if they want to use the Dinghai God Needle to sneak attack, it is basically impossible.

Fortunately, Yu Lin was squatting on the ground, and there were a few fallen leaves under his buttocks, Jiang Xiaobai had an idea, and hurriedly used his mind to control one of the leaves, and shot at the talus of Yu Lin's heel. Although he can control more than a dozen leaves now, after all, he is facing a Zidou master, and he does not dare to disperse the energy, and when the leaves move, there must be a wind sound, even if it is subtle, with Zidou's cultivation, he can definitely detect it, so he does not dare to extend the distance of the attack, but chooses to stick to the heel of the ground, even if he hears the wind, he will definitely not care, after all, the movement of the leaves under his feet is normal, not to mention that the leaves are almost attached to his heels.

Sure enough, Yu Lin didn't notice that there was an abnormality under his feet at all, and the wind blew the fallen leaves, which was a normal thing. Just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly felt a pain in his heel, and his talus bone was cut off by the leaves, and he screamed in pain, and his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell to the ground. Until this point, he didn't understand, what was it that attacked him?

Jiang Xiaobai still had some morality in his heart, he didn't want to take advantage of the danger of others, and wanted to wait for him to stand up before talking, but Fengyan was impatient, and shouted: "Young master, go on! When he said that, he aimed God at Yu Lin and went out.

Although Yu Lin was injured and fell to the ground, he did not forget to be on guard, as soon as Fengyan's divine needle was aimed at him, he avoided it, and the person also took the opportunity to stand up, but only one leg made it stronger, and the other leg became an ornament.

Jiang Xiaobai also hurriedly attacked head-on.

Yu Lin was shocked and anxious, although the long sword in his hand was fast, so fast that Jiang Xiaobai couldn't find a gap at all, but unfortunately he was dragged down by his legs, and it was difficult to walk a step, let alone attack, so he could only blindly defend.

If Jiang Xiaobai is allowed to attack alone, it is estimated that Yu Lin will be invincible for three years, but there are rumors that this fire master is here, and the situation is different. The two of them struck back and forth, Yu Lin was already inconvenient to rotate, and the magic needle in Feng Yan's hand was shocked, making him unpredictable.

When the divine needle retracted, Yu Lin fell down with a reluctant face.

Feng Yan spat at his corpse and said, "Fight with the uncle, you are still a little tender! Are you still convinced? Seeing that you don't speak, you must be convinced, right?" It's really hard to do. Turning his head and looking at Zuo Jingtian and his group, he said, "It's your turn now, hurry up and send you to death, it's about to dawn, and I have to go back to sleep!"

Zuo Jingtian was so frightened that his soul flew away, he felt that these two people were not people, but demons, even two Purple Dou masters could be killed, so killing them must not be like killing chickens? Staying is equivalent to sending them to death, and hurriedly shouted: "Retreat!"

As a result, those subordinates were more forward-looking than him, and before he could say a word, he climbed over the wall one by one, preparing to escape. As a result, a black shadow flashed over the wall, like a light, and the group that climbed over the wall did not even make a shout, but separated and fell.

Zuo Jingtian was startled again, even if there was a red apricot on the wall, he didn't dare to turn it over again, and when he saw the black shadow carefully, it was an old man with gray hair.

The old man is someone else, it is Bian Gonggong.