The round ball rushed straight out of the ground, and where he rushed out, it was as if it had exploded, and the mud and sand fell immediately.

Strangely, the round ball was still neat and tidy, not at all like a person who had just come out of the mound.

He was anxious, he was irritable, so he finally showed his flaws.

And a flaw in front of Zhou Jinyu means death, because Zhou Jinyu's every sword is a killing move now.

Since Zhou Jinyu came out of the mountain stream, his Chengying Sword had only been unsheathed twice.

After being unsheathed twice, there were two more souls under the sword.

Now, Zhou Jinyu's third sword has finally been stabbed.

The sword stabbed straight down from top to bottom, along the huge steel fork, like a golden rainbow piercing through the sun, towards the celestial spirit cover of the sphere.

The round ball looked up at Zhou Jinyu, and he opened his mouth to say, "What a fast sword." ”

However, before the word "good" could be spoken, he was already wearing it on his sword.

After all, the round ball was longer than the sword, and his body bent the sword body under his weight, and his body gradually slipped off the sword, and then rolled towards the crowd.

But the ball didn't roll far before it stopped.

The body of the ball was trampled on by one foot, which was a delicate little foot in red embroidered cloth shoes, the ankle was exposed, and a string of silver bells hung from it, and the little foot was very slender.

Stepping on the ball was a Miao girl, who looked quite old, but her body was still covered with silver ornaments, and her nails were still colored with petals.

Her posture still looks beautiful, but her belly is slightly bulging.

It wasn't a blessing, it was a pregnancy.

I only heard her scold at the round ball: "Flick, flick, you will die with your pig brain after all." ”

She added, "I've told you that. ”

She muttered to herself and said to Zhou Jinyu: "This little brother's sword is so fast, killing one with one sword, clean and neat, like my husband, he never makes a second sword." ”

Zhou Jinyu said lightly: "You are Feiguo's wife?"

The woman said, "Yes, I didn't see that your eyes were really good." ”

Zhou Jinyu said: "I don't know if you say that I am like your husband is praising me or scolding me?"

The woman smiled: "Of course I'm praising you, if someone else heard me say this, I would be happy to die, but I didn't expect you to be a fool." ”

Zhou Jinyu didn't want to say much to this woman, so she asked directly, "Where is Feiguo?"

The woman smiled and said, "You don't have to worry, you will die when he comes." ”

Zhou Jinyu said: "Really?"

The woman said, "Although you only use one trick to kill, my husband knows more than you." ”

Zhou Jinyu said, "Oh?"

The woman was about to speak, but her neck suddenly spurted blood, she looked at her neck and screamed, she tried to cover the wound with her hand, but the bright red blood still flowed out from her fingers.

She collapsed to the ground in fright, but there was no one to help her, and her blood would soon run dry.

She finally saw a person, a middle-aged man with a slender figure and handsome facial features, if she compared Zhou Jinyu with him, she felt that she was much inferior.

She was no longer afraid, she began to become desperate, she became helpless.

If he wants to kill her, then she must die.

For none of the people he will kill will live.

There was one seven years ago, and now he lives in this sword and grass house.

But it was a fluke, for he thought that the owner of the hut was already dead.

No one saw when Feiguo came, and no one saw when Feiguo's knife touched the woman's neck lightly.

The woman was Feiguo's wife, his pregnant wife.

Feiguo killed her with her own hands, watching her drain all her blood and turn pale.

Zhou Jinyu didn't expect Feiguo to be so cruel, Feiguo didn't look like a person.

Finally, Feiguo's eyes collided with Zhou Jinyu's eyes, like two knives colliding together, not giving an inch to each other.

If they have teeth in their eyes, they both want to eat each other at this time.

No one speaks, if anyone speaks first, they will lose three points in the aura, and if they speak and no one answers, they will lose another three points.

They all understand, so they can't speak.

The black-clothed people surrounding the grass hut all retreated behind Feiguo, and soon they couldn't see the group of people.

There are only two people in the dense forest, Feiguo and Zhou Jinyu.

They were still staring at each other, as if all that was going on around them had nothing to do with them.

Suddenly, Feiguo stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation to Zhou Jinyu, and then he also turned around and left.

Zhou Jinyu knew that Feiguo meant to let him go with him and go to a place together.

When they get to that place, one of them will surely die.

That's where the duel goes.

They all knew that with their martial prowess, it would be difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat in the open space in front of the thatched hut, because it was too empty for them.

None of them were willing to make a second move.

Feiguo walked ahead, and Zhou Jinyu followed closely.

Feiguo walked unhurriedly, and Zhou Jinyu also followed calmly.

A cliff, a cliff.

The cliff is overgrown with thorns, and there is no misty water vapor

Feiguo was already standing on the edge of the cliff, and Zhou Jinyu was standing opposite him.

Cliff edge.

It was very windy.

Xiao Suo's phoenix.

Suddenly, the two of them made moves almost at the same time, and the swords did not intersect, and they both went straight to the throat of the other party.

In just a moment, the two stood against each other.

Zhou Jinyu's sword stabbed Feiguo's throat, but it was like stabbing a piece of iron.

Feiguo's throat is harder than the iron sheet, and Zhou Jinyu's sword can pierce the iron sheet, but it can't pierce Feiguo's throat.

Feiguo does have more kung fu than Zhou Jinyu.

Golden bell hood iron cloth shirt.

Feiguo is already invulnerable, and the golden bell cover iron cloth shirt has been practiced to perfection.

Feiguo's knife was empty, and at the moment when the two fought, Zhou Jinyu's footsteps could change slightly, so that he could just avoid Feiguo's knife.

The blade was less than an inch away from Zhou Jinyu's throat.

But when it comes to swords, Feiguo has already been defeated.

Feiguo also thinks that he has lost.

Feiguo suddenly laughed, he couldn't accept that he would lose, let alone accept that someone's sword could be faster than him.

Feiguo kept laughing, laughing heartbreakingly.

Feiguo began to cough, he took his hand away from his mouth, his hand was already covered in blood, and he laughed blood.

Feiguo was almost insane, he laughed and coughed, "You can't kill me, no one can kill me." You can't kill me, and no one can kill me. You can't kill me, no one can kill me..."

Feiguo kept repeating this sentence, but Zhou Jinyu still didn't speak.

At this time, an old voice came from behind the cliff: "Child, even if you are defeated, you are still King Miao, let's go back quickly." ”

Feiguo turned his head sharply and roared, "Who said I was defeated? Who said I was defeated?"

An old and thin old man was walking towards the cliff with his back bent.

Feiguo then shouted, "Stop! Why did you come out? Aren't you locked up by me? Who let you out?"

The rickety old man stopped talking, and he shook his head helplessly, and let out a heavy sigh.

This sigh is helplessness, remorse.

But his footsteps still did not stop, he walked very slowly, but he got closer and closer to Feiguo.