Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Fierce War

"You two designed me!" Meng Jianfei said coldly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yes, because you are too important! You are the key to unlocking many things, I just want to ask you a few questions! Why do you want to protect me! Why do you want me to go to the beggar gang! Zi Yan Is she dead or not, where is she now! What do you have to do with her!" Leng Xiaoyun threw out countless questions in one breath.

"I can't answer your question!" Meng Jianfei still said coldly.

"Why don't we make a bet, if we win, you'll tell us everything, and if we lose, you can get out of here!"

"You overestimate yourselves too much! If I want to leave, no one can stop me! I never bet with others!" Meng Jianfei said, and then turned around to leave.

"Look at the sword!" Leng Xiaoyun's soul sword had already struck at Meng Jianfei like the wind, Meng Yunfei also shook his spirits, and the sword turned into a black cloud and covered Meng Jianfei.

Meng Jianfei's body did not dodge, and the Qingfeng Sword suddenly burst into blue light, turning into a sword net that instantly turned the left and right sword momentum into nothing, and at the same time, the fish jumped up, and the Qingfeng Sword turned into a meteor in the sky, hitting these two people at the same time.

The Qingfeng Sword is too fast! It's so fast that it's hard to dodge! When Leng Xiaoyun will dodge a sword, another sword has arrived, he jumped out of a hurry to avoid the sword momentum, but the other sword is already waiting in the air, seeing that Leng Xiaoyun can no longer avoid it, and will be cut into two pieces by the Qingfeng Sword, a black wind hurriedly blocked the Qingfeng Sword, and Leng Xiaoyun jumped away again in an instant before he dodged this style.

The black wind had already collided with the Qingfeng Sword, the flames were shining, the wind was strong, and the cold howling clouds only felt like a storm coming head-on, and they couldn't open their eyes.

"Shaolin Yijin Jing, why do you know Shaolin martial arts when you are from Cangmen!" Meng Yunfei said.

"All you have to do is draw your sword. Meng Jianfei said.

Meng Yunfei didn't say anything more, and the sword of breaking love flashed, and the trace was gone. Meng Jianfei seemed to have countless dreams around him, and there were countless love-breaking swords, surrounding Meng Jianfei, constantly stabbing, constantly criticizing, Meng Jianfei's surroundings were full of black gas, flying sand and stones, Leng Xiaoyun wanted to help, and found that this power was so great, and if he wanted to destroy everything, he couldn't rely on it at all.

A hurricane rose out of thin air at the intersection of the Sword of Broken Love and the Qingfeng Sword, firmly enveloping Meng Yunfei and Meng Jianfei, and from time to time there was black gas and blue light looming inside, as if they were going to destroy everything, rolling up all the yellow sand around them, and smashing them all around.

Leng Xiaoyun protected Meng Qianqian and hurriedly dodged the yellow sand that flew out, but she was still accidentally scratched by the sand, and there were blood marks.

"Bang" is like destroying the world, the hurricane is gone, the two go out together, Meng Yunfei holds the sword of broken love, the corners of his mouth are bloody, and Meng Jianfei also holds the Qingfeng sword, and blood flows from his wrist.

"The Wind and Thunder Sword Method is worthy of its name!"

"The apprentice of the ruthless old man is not an ordinary person!"

The two of them clenched their swords again, fighting in one place, Meng Yunfei flew up and down with the sword dance, the black clouds tightly enveloped Meng Jianfei, the sword aura was extremely powerful, and a stream of dead air diffused, and the heavens and the earth changed color, like the tranquility before the storm.

Meng Jianfei also swung the Qingfeng sword, and the blue light in the sword swam, as if there was a giant snake, slowly entrenched, and there seemed to be countless evil ghosts who were opening their teeth and dancing claws to take your life.

The sand dunes in the desert are as vulnerable as mud, broken into various shapes, Leng Xiaoyun can only escape, he and Meng Qianqian can't withstand this force at all, if they are scraped by this force, they will break their bones and tendons; if they are hit by this force, they will definitely die, and he can only take Meng Qianqian to dodge constantly. He wanted to draw a sword, but he knew that his sword was meaningless at all, and he was shattered by their sword qi before he entered the circle.

Suddenly, Mengyunfei's sword momentum changed, and the Love-Breaking Sword stabbed Meng Jianfei like raindrops, and before the tricks were old, there was a flash of body that shook behind Meng Jianfei, and the Love-Breaking Sword turned into a black mist and hit Meng Jianfei's various key points around his body, and jumped up again, and the Love-Breaking Sword turned into a whirlwind in the air, and attacked Meng Jianfei with a head and face;

"Good sword!" Meng Jianfei roared, his eyes burst with cold light, his body bulged slightly, the Qingfeng Sword was not fast but slow in his hand, constantly drawing arcs in the air;

"Tai Chi Sword!" Meng Yunfei was shocked. "How can you still use martial arts swordsmanship!"

Meng Jianfei stopped talking, he and his Qingfeng Sword passed away like wind and sand, and when Meng Yunfei was surprised, countless green mangs behind him had already been covered, and the green mangs seemed to have the power to destroy the world and the earth, wanting to tear anyone who stood in his way to pieces. Meng Yunfei turned tightly, and the sword of love turned into a black mist to block Qingmang, but he didn't think that after this Qingmang, Meng Yunfei was kicked out of the distance by this kick!

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Meng Yunfei vomited a mouthful of blood and stood up again.

"You can't beat me, but I don't want to hurt you!" Meng Jianfei said, and after that, he slowly put away the Qingfeng Sword and was about to leave. A sword flew out of the stabbing stab and stabbed him directly in the throat, it was Leng Xiaoyun! At the same time, several flying needles shot out in a cold light, and with a sharp sound of breaking through the sky, they hit Meng Jianfei directly.

Meng Jianfei didn't move, he stood there as if he was stupid, "bang", "bang", and the flying needle seemed to hit an invisible wall, landing around Meng Jianfei, and at the same time, the soul drinking sword was also shocked by a wall of qi and flew far away, and Meng Jianfei did not draw his sword.

"You can't beat me! I just said, I don't want to take your life!" Meng Jianfei repeated.

"Senior brother, where are you going?" Meng Qianqian said hurriedly when she saw that he was leaving.

"Go where I'm supposed to be. Meng Jianfei said.

"Let's stay for a few days, we haven't seen each other for ten years!" Meng Qianqian said again.

"Your junior brother is dead, ruthlessly killed by his master!I'm no longer your junior brother!" Meng Jianfei said, and said, "Don't go out of the desert again, it's dangerous and dangerous outside, and no one will be able to harm you if you stay here!"

Meng Yunfei and Leng Xiaoyun looked at each other helplessly, they were already masters, but they still couldn't keep him; they didn't know who could keep him anymore, this was a genius! And his martial arts were like the best of a hundred schools, where did he learn them in the past ten years? Who was he working for?

Leng Xiaoyun could only hold on tightly, clenching the sword in his hand.