Chapter Forty-Eight: Xiao Yunyu, Die!

In the dense forest, two white figures shuttled.

Fang Junmei and Xiao Yunyu have not yet cultivated to the realm of floating dust and cannot fly in the air, so they are all similar to the human light skills to lift the body, but they are only urged by mana.

The two of them performed all of them were dancing skills, and their postures were extremely vigorous and flashing on the trunks of the trees in the forest, their movements were chic and elegant, and with the white clothes and handsome faces of the two, they were really impeccable.

It's also a dance technique.

The realm is only a small realm behind, almost negligible.

The chase between the two of them was a stalemate for a while, Fang Junmei couldn't escape, and Xiao Yunyu couldn't catch up.

And Song Shede, who came with Fang Junmei, was originally worried that Fang Junmei would kill Xiao Yunyu, but seeing that he not only did not make a move, but escaped, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, did not come forward to stop it, fell behind the two, and watched with his spiritual sense.

This one did not come forward to stop it, and I don't know how many turmoil it caused in the future, and it became one of the most regrettable hates in Song Shede's life.

......

Fang Junmei frantically used his mana, and used the Sky Dance Technique to the limit, and an anxious look appeared in his eyes.

He already felt that the violent aura in his heart was surging more and more, and if he didn't get rid of Xiao Yunyu, he was afraid that he would really turn his head and kill the other party.

"Fang Junmei, why don't you dare to fight me, after seeing what I just did, do you finally know that you are inferior to me?"

Xiao Yunyu, a guy who doesn't know whether to live or die, made up his mind to avenge the last sword revenge, and he also ran his mana to the limit. While chasing, the words are pressing!

"As long as you admit that you are inferior to me, I will let you go immediately!"

Xiao Yunyu smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth.

Fang Junmei was originally extremely arrogant, after the tribulation of the Broken Heart Pill, this arrogance had become a rebellious person who tended to be negative, and when he heard the words, the fierceness in his eyes gradually appeared.

Fortunately, it was still suppressed.

After his eyes flashed gloomily for a moment, he continued to sweep forward while saying, "Xiao Yunyu, I don't want to do it today, don't force me!"

"What a clumsy excuse, Fang Junmei, you don't want to do it, I want to knock off your face today and avenge the last sword!"

Zheng!

Xiao Yunyu was iron-hearted today, and after the words fell, the two white glittering long swords that he had always held in his hands came out of their sheaths and shot towards Fang Junmei's back.

At this moment, the violent aura in Fang Junmei's heart could still be suppressed, and the spiritual sense looked at the movement behind him, and at the same time turned on the three-breath divine stone, dodging left and right in advance.

Swish!

Swish!

The sound of dodging, and the sound of the long sword breaking through the sky, sounded together.

Although Fang Junmei's dodge was a little embarrassed, the effect was not bad, and there was not a single sword light that could fall on his body.

However, in this way, Xiao Yunyu found an opportunity and chased closer and closer.

......

"Haha-Fang Junmei, you can't run away, this fight, you have to fight if you don't fight!"

Xiao Yunyu laughed, not realizing that he was about to inspire a fierce beast.

"If that is the case, then it will be as you wish!"

Fang Junmei finally couldn't suppress the violent anger and anger in his heart anymore, and after roaring coldly in his voice, he took out his peachwood sword like lightning.

For!

The toes slammed on a big tree in front of him, and one turned around and killed backwards, and his eyes were already filled with a cold and fierce look.

When Xiao Yunyu saw that he finally turned his head, he was originally overjoyed, but when he saw Fang Junmei's eyes, his heart was suddenly cold, as if he was being targeted by a beast.

Zheng!

Two more sounds of gold and iron clashing sounded, two sparks splashed up, and the peach wood sword in Fang Junmei's hand stabbed continuously, knocking the two swords shot by the other party away, killing Xiao Yunyu directly.

Xiao Yunyu was also a little arrogant, and after being shocked by Fang Junmei's beast-like eyes, he quickly cleaned up his mind, snorted coldly, first flashed to the side, and then summoned back the two swords that were knocked out.

Whew-

In the mountains and forests, the yin wind of the Yellow Spring roared, which was mixed with the eerie sound of ghosts crying and howling.

Fang Junmei's state of mind at the moment was in line with the ninth to twelfth styles of the Huangquan Ghost Rain Sword Technique, the tip of the sword was randomly circled, and a twilight-colored storm was seen flowing out from the tip of the sword, and in the storm, illusory ghost-like things were condensed, rushing towards Xiao Yunyu.

The ninth type, the ghost cries and sorrows!

Before the ghost cry entered his ears, Xiao Yunyu felt the rustling of his eardrums, and the pain became as if he was about to burst.

"This kid is still hiding such a powerful hand!"

Xiao Yunyu instantly felt that it was not simple, where did he dare to take it, so he hurriedly dodged and pounced diagonally in the direction of the two swords that flew towards him.

Hum!

Fang Junmei snorted coldly, turned the sword light, and turned into the second type sword rain Xiao Xiao.

I saw that the long sword shook, and more than a dozen sword rays left the sword and hit Xiao Yunyu's two swords, not giving the other party the slightest chance to take the sword.

A little sword cultivator who has no sword to draw qi, how to use the sword technique?

Xiao Yunyu hurriedly turned his hand, and Yao Yao controlled the two swords to change direction, dodging Fang Junmei's sword, but in this way, he couldn't get it for the time being.

"Fang Junmei, don't think that I, Xiao Yunyu, don't have a sword in my hand, so I have no other means!"

Xiao Yunyu snorted, and his fingertips flicked continuously, and it was a cluster of shuttle-like crimson flame spells, which slammed towards Fang Junmei.

This person's means are not bad.

This method, called the Burning Sun Flying Flame, requires a certain amount of sect contribution to learn from the Tibetan Scripture Building, and Xiao Yunyu can learn it, most of which was passed on to him by his master or senior brother.

Fang Junmei's three-breath divine stone opened, and the scorching sun flying flame, although it shot more and faster, but under the action of the three-breath divine stone, every trajectory was clearly captured by Fang Junmei!

Puffy Bun –

The tip of the sword is connected to the point, as fast as lightning, and every time it strikes, it is accurate to the extreme to blow up a ball of scorching sun flames, and the people who watch it are hairy.

After Xiao Yunyu was slightly surprised, his eyes were fierce, and he released more and more scorching sun flames.

Soon, Fang Junmei felt that the tip of his peachwood sword had a burnt-like smell, after all, it was a wooden sword, and the grade was even inferior to pitiful, how could it resist the attack of the scorching sun flame for too long.

"Haha-"

In the opposite direction, under the cover of the scorching sun flames, Xiao Yunyu finally took his double swords back in his hands again.

"Fang Junmei, this time, I will never save the powerful means to the end!"

Xiao Yunyu swords came out together, and between heaven and earth, one layer darker, a jet-black storm swept in, and the nearby trees exploded.

Eat a trench, grow a wisdom.

This time, this person will not learn to underestimate the enemy like last time, and took out a stronger means of blowing snow and covering the sun sword technique, only to see that the black storm quickly swept Fang Junmei in, and in the storm, the sword shadows were vertical and horizontal, and I don't know how many, all of them attacked Fang Junmei.

Fang Junmei didn't care about him, and the Huangquan Ghost Rain Sword Technique was used to his heart's content!

The tenth pose, the phantom of the cup bow.

The eleventh type, greedy ghosts push and grind.

The twelfth style, the sword wind paints ghosts.

......

In the depths of the gloomy jungle, the sound of explosions is endless.

Both of them were angry, they both looked like they were going to devour each other alive, Fang Junmei was certainly like a fierce beast, Xiao Yunyu was not much worse, the evil spirit was awe-inspiring, I don't know why, he just hated Fang Junmei, and was jealous that he had robbed him of his scenery.

"Stop, you two stop me, don't fight anymore!"

Song Shede, who was watching in secret, seemed to realize that the situation was not good, and finally couldn't hide it anymore, and flew over and drank at the same time.

He didn't know that Xiao Yunyu hadn't reacted much when he shouted, but in Fang Junmei's mind, he immediately flew over the illusion world, was attacked by Song Shede, and was killed from behind, and the negative emotions of suspicion and vigilance suddenly gained the upper hand.

I only thought in my heart that I would solve Xiao Yunyu before Song She got it, and then get as far away from this person as possible!

Before you know it, the sword is flying.

Poof!

Burst!

Three voices sounded at the same time.

The first two were Fang Junmei's two sword strikes with his thighs and ribs, and blood splashed.

And this last blow was Fang Junmei's peachwood sword, which flew out and pierced Xiao Yunyu's throat.

Xiao Yunyu, die!