Choke!

The unequaled sword came out, and the Quartet whimpered. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's a good sword, but it's a pity that your means are still a little worse. ”

A sword in the hand of a woman with a conical hat, a phoenix head with a sword hilt, a phoenix beak at the head of the sword, a phoenix wing at the sword grid, and a phoenix tail entwined with the sword body, the shape is beautiful and chic, and it is unforgettable at a glance.

"Feng Ming, Xiao Nizi is not simple, it seems that she is a contemporary saint of Baihua. Zhang Tianyu glanced at the sword and said.

"Feng Ming hasn't seen the Central Plains for many years, Your Excellency recognizes it at a glance, and can defeat my Hundred Flowers and Four Holy Envoys effortlessly under the technique of attacking the heart, it must not be an unknown person, it is time to show his real name. ”

Fan Baimi was very helpless at the moment, sacrificing the peerless sword soul, continuously injecting spiritual power, and the opponent was cross-cutting with his teammates, is this too much to put himself in his eyes, or is it a delaying tactic......

Thinking of this, the spiritual power faded a little, and the sword soul became shorter, and even the dissatisfaction from the sword soul could be felt.

He is also very unable, after all, supporting the façade requires the consumption of his own potential, although his spiritual power is far deeper than ordinary people, if it affects the combat power because of this, it is to abandon the original and the end.

"You haven't asked me who I am, how do you know that you won't tell you your real name, could it be that you and I have met before?"

"A grandmaster-level figure of the dignified generation, and he is not ashamed to learn from other young men to talk to beautiful girls. Murong Wan'er couldn't stand it and muttered.

"Alas, I said that you are a little girl, your elbows are always turned out, do I have half a point of accosting?" Zhang Tianyu pretended to be dissatisfied and looked at Wan'er.

"I think of it, just now she called him Tianyu's brother, such kung fu, so old, so dressed, in the world, I am afraid that there is only Zhang Tianyu of the Immortal Sect. Bamboo Sword's index finger pouted, and he said while thinking.

"I didn't expect that I still had a small reputation in the rivers and lakes, and I was deeply grateful. Zhang Tianyu paused and continued, "Boy, don't fight against her, you can make Feng Ming, you are not her opponent now." ”

Fan Baimi looked back at Zhang Tianyu, and saw that his tone was sincere, so he accepted the sword soul from the goodness, being able to bend and stretch is the true character of a man, when it is soft, it is soft, when it is hard, it is hard, it is a real man. "In this way, this Feng Ming is very good?"

"Feng Ming is one of the magic weapons of the Hundred Flowers Generation, although it is a sword, it is better to say that it is a magic weapon, several generations of saint cultivators are blessed, although the quality is similar to that of Wushuang, but the victory is that the inheritance is more specific, and the power is much stronger. If you don't have an envoy or the strength of the Taibao, you can't use it, it's quite too much of a virtual realm cultivation strength. The difference is huge, so you should stay away from the edge for the time being. If she can sacrifice Fengming for nine days, I'm afraid I can only flee from the wind. But depending on the age, I'm afraid I haven't mastered it yet. ”

"Thank you, Brother Zhang. After Fan Baimi finished speaking, he turned to the cone-hat girl, "I will lose my company, and in the future, my combat power will be advanced, and then I will make an appointment with Your Excellency." After speaking, he turned around and walked behind Zhang Tianyu.

Everyone was shocked by Fan Baimi's ability to escape, and Baihua was all scoffing at it, this shrunken head looked like a dignified inner disciple of Lingyun.

On the side of the teammates, one by one, they either looked up at the sky, or looked down at the ground, or looked seriously at the trees in the distance, and seemed to have realized the avenue of heaven and man. His face was slightly red, as if he had just finished a battle.

"Boy, where did you learn this kung fu that knows the difficulties and retreats, it is quite my style. Zhang Tianyu teased him, so as not to hurt his self-esteem by this atmosphere.

"No teacher, I can't fight and escape, when I hunt in the mountains, the first thing to instill is this truth, otherwise there is no heroism but I lose my life, then who is the hero to see, even if the world comments on themselves, I can't hear half of it, why bother. ”

Zhang Tianyu couldn't help but give him a thumbs up, "There is potential, this idea is in, you will beat me if you are not an adult." Then he turned to Baihua and a few people, "Although he can't beat you, but you can't help us, today is your luck, and go back, I didn't succeed when I met me, and I can explain to everyone." ”

Mei Jian's silver teeth bit lightly, and he was about to step forward to say something, but he stopped Lan Jian. The cone-hatted woman sighed, "Although we don't want to believe the truth you said, but the attempt is also a failure, so let's go, four holy envoys." "With that, turn your head and prepare to leave this place.

"You haven't leaked your face from beginning to end, you won't be ugly. Wan'er seemed to be used to mending the knife, so she said a word coldly.

Although through the veil under the conical hat, there was still a resentful gaze, "The hood is not necessarily ugly, it may be because it is too beautiful to shock the world, sorry, it is the latter below." You see, little sister, you dare to show your true face, which means that your appearance is still a little worse, and you have not reached the level of upside down sentient beings. ”

"You...... You say that about me, I ...... I'm sure I'm a lot better than you're ugly, look at me...... See if I don't ......."

Murong Wan'er, who was usually sharp-tongued, was speechless for a while, her eyes gurgled, and she jumped up and bounced at the holy woman.

"It's so stingy, it's better to take it off and let you judge. So saying, he went back and pulled his taper cap.

After all, the saint was several grades higher than her, and she flashed sideways and turned sideways, not giving her a chance to succeed.

However, Wan'er's clever and eccentric person, how could he do this, a piece of light came out of his hand, and he shouted, "Rainstorm pear blossom chop, medium!" and then continued to pounce.

As soon as they heard this name, everyone was excited, this rainstorm pear blossom slash is a supreme secret weapon used by the sons and daughters of high-ranking families to protect their bodies, and it is extremely difficult to avoid monks with medium cultivation and below.

Although the Holy Maiden was already a mid-level cultivator, she still did not dare to face her head-on.

After all, this secret weapon comes from the holy hand of a famous master, and if it is not something that can be resisted by ordinary power, it can only be blocked by making a move first.

"Phoenix Yu Fei!"

With a phoenix roar, a phoenix shadow broke through the air, with a magnificent momentum, and flew towards the place where the light came from.

Maybe he hated Wan'er for using such means. There is movement in the hand again.

"There is Feng Laiyi!"

A few mighty piano sounds pierced through the stratus clouds, forming several shock waves that slashed towards Murong Wan'er.

Seeing this, Fan Baimi shouted, "Don't!" and flew out at the same time, rushing like thunder and lightning to Wan'er, who was already at a loss at the moment.

How could Zhang Tianyu sit idly by, and provoke Fan Baimi's peerless with one finger, before the hilt of the sword could be reversed, he would slash out with a volley.

"Sword"

A sword qi came from nothingness, silently slashing towards the shock wave of Youfeng Laiyi.

Rumble!

After a loud bang, the saint's cone hat fell off, and the person also flew out of the air, spinning, revealing that peerless face.

The eyes are bright, the eyebrows are like distant mountains, the skin is white and transparent, the hair is like a black waterfall, the aura is vivid, and the posture is longing.

It's a stunner that only exists in the sky.

However, at this moment, a scar on his chest looks a little haggard, which has become a charm of his own.

But that's not the most surprising thing.

It's the face of a saint.