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As soon as Zhang Xing walked out of the cave, he saw three people in Taoist robes standing in front of him. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The leader is a young man in his twenties, with long sword eyebrows and starry eyes. The young man was followed by an old man with white hair and a look of ordinary human life. But Zhang Xing knew that this old man was the highest cultivator among the three. The last man was a fat man of seventeen or eighteen years old, nodding and hunching beside the young man.

As soon as he saw Zhang Xing and the special sergeant walking out of the cave, the fat man shouted, "Senior brother, which monster with horns on his head robbed his junior brother's magic weapon, and said that our sect is nothing more than that." ”

"Changfeng, do you see clearly? Is it them?" the young man in his twenties did not rush to make a move, but asked the fat man next to him.

"Senior brother, you can see clearly, it's the monster with horns on its head. But the young man next to the monster hadn't seen it, but looking at the way they walked out together, it must not be a righteous person. ”

Nodding, Yi Jianfeng looked at the still diligent junior brother beside him and said, "Changfeng, you have to cultivate well after returning to the mountain this time! ”

Hearing Yi Jianfeng's words, the fat man's face was first embarrassed, and then he was happy. "Senior brother, Changfeng understands, in the future, when Senior Brother tells me to go east, I will never go west, and I will never chase chickens when I call me to chase dogs!"

Waving his hand and signaling Changfeng not to speak, the young man stepped forward and said to Zhang Xing and the two, "That monster of Wu, quickly return my junior brother's magic weapon, and I will definitely leave you with a whole corpse later." ”

The special priest who was already angry, as soon as he heard this, he was immediately so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, and immediately took out the ring-headed big knife without saying a word and rushed towards the young man.

The three of them didn't panic when they saw the special sergeant rushing over, and the young man's face showed a trace of disdain. Zhang Xing also wanted to see the details of the young man, and by the way, he didn't make a move against the old man, but just watched from the sidelines.

As soon as the special officer rushed out, he raised the ring-headed broadsword in his hand and slashed Huashan with one force, and slashed at the young man's head.

The young man did not panic when he saw the special sergeant rushing up, but he did not see any movement. It was like I was scared stupid.

Seeing that the arrogant young man was about to be killed, the special sergeant was a little surprised but didn't think much about it. Just as the special priest's ring-headed big sword was about to slash at the young man, a sword appeared between the two of them, blocking the blow of the special priest's force to split Huashan.

As soon as the flying sword appeared, the young man slashed his sword. Suddenly, the flying sword rose straight up like a dragon out of the water, and then slashed towards the special sergeant like a meteor chasing the moon.

At this time, the special sergeant was still in shock, seeing that the flying sword was about to be slashed, and the special sergeant, who had no time to dodge, rolled on the spot and dodged the attack of the flying sword.

The special sergeant, who had just gotten up and had not yet stood firmly, saw the flying sword slashing towards him again, and immediately blocked the ring-headed broadsword in his hand.

"Bang!", the special sergeant flew back and forth, and the flying sword was bounced back into the young man's hand.

Looking at the young man in front of him, the special sergeant was a little shocked. Suddenly, the special sergeant felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Wiping the blood on the side of his mouth, the special sergeant looked at the young man in front of him and said, "Boy, you are very powerful, but you still can't want my life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the special sergeant rushed forward again.

Looking at the bull demon who rushed towards him again, Yi Jianfeng was a little surprised! But he still pinched the sword trick and commanded the flying sword to rush towards the bull demon.

Looking at the flying sword rushing towards him, a look of absolute color flashed in the eyes of the special sergeant, and he rushed forward regardless of it.

Seeing that the flying sword was about to fly in front of him, suddenly a dark shield appeared beside the special sergeant, and at the same time, the special sergeant turned his body away from the vital point. Then he threw the ring-headed broadsword in his hand at the young man in front of him.

Looking at the shield that suddenly appeared, the young man didn't have time to change the trajectory of the flying sword, and the flying sword stabbed into the dark shield in the original direction, but after holding each other for a moment, the shield shattered. Then the flying sword flew towards the special officer again.

Because the special sergeant deflected his body before, the flying sword just slashed past the special sergeant's shoulder. Immediately, blood gushed out from the Special Officer's arm, and the Special Soldier fell to the ground.

The ring-headed broadsword, which had been thrown by the special sergeant, flew towards the young man. Seeing that the ring-headed big sword was about to slash himself, and it was too late to summon the flying sword, Yi Jianfeng had no choice but to urge the mana and form a shield in front of him.

There was a "bang", because the ring-headed broadsword thrown by the special priest did not exert mana on it, so Yi Jianfeng's mana shield blocked the ring-headed broadsword of the special division.

However, he also retreated because of the huge force on the ring head broadsword. His face turned pale, and Yi Jianfeng felt that his internal organs seemed to be displaced, and a trace of blood also appeared at the corner of Yi Jianfeng's mouth.

Looking at the bull demon lying on the ground, Yi Jianfeng was furious, pinched the sword trick, and the flying sword that had originally flown behind the special sergeant turned its head and slashed at the special sergeant again.

The special sergeant lying on the ground closed his eyes in despair when he saw the flying sword flying towards him. But after waiting for a while, he didn't feel any pain, and the special sergeant opened his eyes with some confusion.

I saw a whisk of dust wrapped up the flying sword that killed him, and when he looked at the whisk, the special sergeant happened to see Zhang Xing looking at him with a smile on his face.

It turned out that just now Zhang Xing saw that the special sergeant was about to die at the hand of the young man, so he saved him with a pure heart. It's just that Zhang Xing is a little puzzled, if he hadn't saved this special soldier just now, would he have died just now? If he died, would Journey to the West change? If he didn't die, then who saved him?

These thoughts just flashed in Zhang Xing's mind, and Zhang Xing took his thoughts back. Looking at the flying sword struggling in the dust, Zhang Xing pulled the dust back with a pull, and at the same time pulled the flying sword back.

The left hand swiped on the flying sword, erasing the spiritual sense of the owner of the flying sword, and the flying sword suddenly stopped. （http：／／.)。

And at the moment when Zhang Xing erased the spiritual sense of the flying sword master, Yi Jianfeng, who was already lying on the ground, suddenly turned pale, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"You.... You.... What a thief, dare to hurt my magic weapon!" Pointing at Zhang Xingyi Jianfeng, he said angrily.

Seeing that Zhang Xing had injured Yi Jianfeng, the old man among the remaining two immediately became angry, "Thief! After speaking, another flying sword slashed towards Zhang Xing.

And the fat man looked at Zhang Xing with some fear, and said with some trembling, "That person, you dare to hurt my people in Shushan!"

Hearing the fat man say that they were from Shushan, Zhang Xing's heart moved. "It turned out to be this sect, no wonder it was swordsmanship as soon as it was shot. ”

However, Zhang Xing didn't think much about it, because the old man's flying sword had already been killed. Shaking up the pure heart dust in his hand, Zhang Xing and the old man's flying sword fought a few times in the air. Zhang Xing found that the old man was worthy of being the highest cultivation among the three, and Zhang Xing really couldn't take him just by brushing the dust, but fortunately Zhang Xing didn't just have a dust. A Heavenly Thunder Talisman was secretly deducted in his left hand, and the dust whisk in his right hand accelerated his attack.

Seeing an opportunity, Zhang Xing knocked out the Heavenly Thunder Talisman in his hand. While the old man was busy dealing with the Heavenly Thunder Fu, Zhang Xing shook the dust and caught the old man's flying sword.

After the old man finished solving the Heavenly Thunder Talisman, he found that Zhang Xing had already captured his flying sword, and he was about to rush over and fight Zhang Xing desperately.

At this moment, Zhang Xing suddenly shouted, "I don't know if you are the generation of Shushan?"

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