The man in Tsing Yi carried his sword like the wind, and the sword style was converted very quickly, and one move was often only halfway, and before the sword move was used, it became another move, as if it was a raging storm, and more than a dozen swords were struck out in an instant. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Feng Zidu was just dazzled and dumbfounded under the rain of swords, how could she distinguish between the southeast and the northwest? However, thinking that she could not retreat at this moment, otherwise it would be difficult to protect Miss Cheng's life, and she had followed her through hardships and life and death together in the past few months, how could she be in danger now?

The man in green clothes only felt a sharp knife qi from Fengzidu's short knife, endlessly, surging close, although the knife moves were clumsy, full of loopholes, but the internal force should not be taken lightly, but I wanted to see how domineering and strong his internal strength was. So the luck is in the arm, the sword is attached to the true qi, and the sword is sprinkled with cloth and slashed out. The sword qi and sword qi touched each other, and there was a violent and muffled sound in the first place.

Fengzi suddenly saw that the sword light in front of him was violent, and it was just when the hood was close, dense layers, dense layers, almost impermeable, where had such a situation ever encountered in the past? I fought four or five more moves, but I felt that if I swung my knife like this, I was afraid that in the end, even the knife and arm would be broken by the blade of the man in green clothes.

The dust on the roof kept falling, and the two oil lamps on the wall flickered alternately brightly and darkly, and finally swayed and jumped, and the "pop" light explosion was all extinguished. The restaurant suddenly became pitch black, except for the sound of swords and swords, only the faint moonlight outside the window shone on the surface of the river.

The man in green clothes used several swords, secretly shocked, at this moment, Fang knew that Fengzi's internal strength was truly rare in the world, and he couldn't imagine that he was so young, and he actually practiced such a shocking internal qi divine skill, if he hadn't stabbed his ribs and right arm before, I am afraid that the internal strength of his own decades of cultivation at this time was not his opponent. Always holding the sword and not making contact with Fengzidu's short knife, relying on the magic tricks, the man in green clothes turned sharply with his sword, and with a low shout, the long sword in his hand advanced from an incredible direction.

Fengzi was in the dark, but when he heard the sword wind, his right wrist suddenly cooled, and he stabbed in an instant, and he couldn't hold it anymore, and the short knife suddenly fell out of his hand. only said that his right palm had been cut off by the sword blade of the man in Tsing Yi, and he was afraid of being afraid, and his heart fell straight to the bottom of the cavity, and he couldn't help but sigh, but sat and waited.