A little bit of ...... Change?

Master Mo almost wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood, the mirror flower and water moon was the secret that he did not pass on to the Cang faction, and even the people in the sect could only be taught by those who had made great contributions. "Le" Wen "Xiao" said|

Such a miraculous and well-protected exercise was changed casually......

What's more, it turned out to be at such a critical moment.

Not only was Master Mo depressed, but even Jian Chen was stunned on the side.

With the Buddha accompanying him, Master Mingjue's light-weight exercise actually has something in common with the secret of the Diancang School, and he can create such an exercise by himself, so Master Mingjue is really talented, but it's a pity......

"Master, don't you want to do it yet?"

Fei Zhong looked at the pale Mo Zhangmen with a smile and asked Zen Master Puzhi.

Run, can't run away, fight, can't beat, in Fei Zhong's eyes, this head of the Diancang faction is already a dead man, and what is missing is just the last blow.

"Amitabha ......"

Zen Master Puzhi still maintained the posture of clasping his hands together, and he didn't seem to care too much about everything now, Fei Zhong pointed to him, but he shook his head slightly, and said: "Master Fei, the poor monk is also a monk, and it is better to do less to hurt people's lives." ”

Hearing this, Fei Zhong rolled his eyes, glanced at Elder You who was still cold in the bones out of the corner of his eye, shrugged his shoulders, but didn't say anything in his heart, just stepped forward and gently shook off the blood of Elder Chen stained on his sword.

The head of Diancang Mo is just a small role in his eyes, who kills is not killed, Pu Zhi is unwilling to do it, then it is better to do it yourself!

Fei Zhong's eyes flashed, and Master Mo was still struggling to the death at this time, and his figure was constantly flashing, but it was a pity that it was only in vain after all.

Fei Zhong's sword was no longer his usual Gu Ting heavy sword, during the previous battle in the Pure Yang Sword Palace, Gu Ting heavy sword was humiliated by the Rainbow Sword and was cut in two by Jian Chen, who was holding the sword at the time.

Compared with the huge size of Gu Ting's heavy sword before, what Fei Zhong was using in his hand at this time was a sword of normal size, which made it inevitably a little strange in his hand, and his action of throwing off blood droplets immediately drew people's attention to this sword.

Jian Chen's eyes suddenly froze!

Before, Fei Zhong was behind Elder Chen, and now in front of Jian Chen and the others, what was only a bloody sword tip was seen, and he didn't see the whole picture of this sword, and later because of the sudden change, the focus of the field was on the dead Elder Chen, and even on Kongtong and Diancang Ermen, not on Fei Zhong and his new sword.

However, at this moment, when Jian Chen inadvertently glanced at the sword in Fei Zhong's hand again, he suddenly discovered ......

"Brother Mo, I'm offended!"

Fei Zhong is also a decisive person, since Zen Master Puzhi is unwilling to do it again, he has nothing else to say, and smiles fiercely at the flashing figure of Master Mo, and then his majestic body suddenly shook, as if he knew the specific direction that Master Mo's mirror flower and moon would flash to in the next moment, and the sharp sword that flashed with a cold blade was already waiting there one step ahead.

The crisis was imminent, and Master Mo didn't seem to know anything about it, or knew it, but he was desperate, all he could do was to really follow Fei Zhong's hope, and the flash of his figure appeared in the place where the tip of the sword was waiting in the next moment.

Qiang ——!

Fei Zhong's sword collided with something as he hoped, but the vibration from the sword body and the sharp and piercing sonorous sound, Fei Zhong also knew that his sword would never stab Mo Zhangmen's body.

"What do you want to do?"

Fei Zhong opened his mouth and asked where the tip of his sword was pointing.

There, Master Mo really flashed to the place where the tip of the sword was waiting, but in front of him, a person suddenly appeared, and it was this person who suddenly appeared that Fei Zhong was asking.

Jian Chen!

Qian Feng turned into a blood umbrella that was not opened, and the heavy umbrella body opened the sword in Fei Zhong's hand, saving the life of Master Mo at the last moment.

"What you're holding in your hand...... What kind of sword?"

Without answering Fei Zhong's question, Jian Chen's face looked a little cold, and his gaze was the sharp sword in Fei Zhong's hand, which was no longer huge and the same size as the long sword used by ordinary people in the rivers and lakes.

"Sword?"

Fei Zhong glanced down slightly at his hand, and said with a light smile: "Don't you know this sword?"

"Humph!"

Jian Chen jumped the house coldly, and with a slight exertion of the Tianwen Blood Umbrella, he swung the sword in Fei Zhong's hand, stared at Fei Zhong, and said sharply: "How can this sword be in your hand?"

Although he had never seen the real Brahma Hanmang, he had a fight with Fei Zhong because of an imitation Brahma Hanmang, and he still had some impressions of the appearance of Brahma Hanmang.

"Joke!"

Fei Zhong sneered: "This is my master's sword, as his only disciple, what's wrong with me in my hands?"

"It's ...... Brahma Chill!"

An An stood behind Snake Qi, and was also surprised at this time, Jian Chen suddenly rushed out, and her eyes were also moved to the sword in Fei Zhong's hand, and she was suddenly startled.

Brahma Hanmang is one of the Nine Swords of Pure Yang, but on the same day, with the death of the Soul Burning True Man, this sword was taken away by the Qingshou Ghost King, and for some reason, it finally fell into the hands of An Botian.

When An An went to Chang'an, it was with An Lushan that he entered the palace in the name of escorting this sword into the palace.

So isn't Brahma Hanmang supposed to be in the palace, why did it appear in Fei Zhong's hands at this time, could it be ......

He, Fei Zhong, turned out to be a person from Tang Xuanzong?

"Jian Chen, let's not worry about how this sword got into my hands, now I'm helping you regardless of my previous suspicions, it will make me very embarrassed if you rush out like this. ”

Fei Zhong stroked the body of Brahma's cold sword and said to Jian Chen rather mockingly.

"Huh, help me?"

Jian Chen was unmoved, and said coldly: "I'm afraid you want to confirm my notoriety as a murderer, right?"

These five people are clearly here on behalf of the Broken Sword Alliance, the beggar gang Elder Chen and Elder Kongtongyou are dead, if the head of the Diancang Sect Mo is also killed, when the time comes, on the one hand, the respected Shaolin and Pure Yang Sword Palace, on the other hand, the notorious self, the people of the world will believe which side of the rhetoric, even with their toes can be imagined.

So Jian Chen made a move, on the one hand, because of the Brahma coldness, and on the other hand, after the surprise caused by the mutation, he said that he couldn't let Mo Zhangmen be killed, this was an opportunity, maybe he could get rid of some notoriety.

"Save me, I can testify for you!"

Master Mo is obviously also aware of this, and in the face of almost despair, the young man he originally hated in front of him has become his only life-saving straw, which is ironic but also very realistic.

Poof——!

It's just a pity that the hope that had just been ignited in Master Mo's heart was shattered by a sharp pain in his chest.

A bony dragon claw pierced his heart!