The chopsticks controlled by Hua Junhou are terrifying, not to mention anything else, just the speed, compared to the previous Xue Fei Palace, it is more than twice as fast. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Xue Feigong's face changed suddenly, and he was solemn.

Although she didn't like the guy in green clothes, she didn't really hate it, not to mention that the two families had been friends for generations. He also visited from time to time to play chess with Old Man Xue.

She just doesn't like weak scholars who can only talk about the righteousness of the Spring and Autumn Period.

Xue Feigong wanted to make a move to stop him, but he was obviously powerless.

Wang Laohan, who was quite familiar with the talented son of the Song family, although he didn't figure out what was going on, but when he saw the man with his hair like an immortal, he suddenly shot his chopsticks at Song Gongzi, and the old man was also startled, hiding behind him and being silent.

When the immortal is angry, how can he be managed by a bad old man?

In contrast, Zhao Qingying was much more "ruthless", she watched coldly, waiting to see how Song Yuchen, who had many secrets on her body, would be resolved.

It was his words, and she felt that it should be able to be resolved.

As for why she trusted him so much, she couldn't say it herself, she just believed it.

Song Yuchen sat upright like a pine, and his two wide sleeves were inexplicably fluttering.

A red shadow suddenly flew out of one of the sleeves, shaped like a python, and bit at the chopsticks that were coming quickly.

Because the speed was so fast, except for Hua Junhou and Song Yuchen himself, no one could see what it was. Even Xue Feigong only vaguely felt that a red shadow shot out of Song Yuchen's sleeve.

Hua Jun's thick pupils shrank suddenly, and his face instantly became extremely solemn.

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Hua Junhou is worthy of being a rare genius in Guanzhi Mountain for a hundred years, not only is he amazingly talented in swordsmanship, but he is also a genius in the realm of cultivation, and he entered the Taisu realm half a year ago, and he is a well-deserved leader among the young generation of martial arts in today's rivers and lakes.

But maybe he was too eager for quick success, and after entering the Taisu realm, he didn't get any supernatural powers, even the most inconspicuous supernatural powers, and he didn't realize them. If he has enough patience to temper himself before impacting the Taisu realm, make the realm more condensed, and then break the Taisu barrier, he may be able to get supernatural powers.

Regarding the supernatural powers, Hua Junhou has always been haunted and annoyed.

Of course, Hua Junhou has always been very confident, believing that nothing can hinder him on the path of martial arts. Even if he doesn't have the supernatural powers now, he will definitely be able to make up for it in time. Because he is Hua Junhou.

Although he has always been very confident, at this moment, he can't deceive himself, when he sees an opponent who is younger than him, not only has he entered the Taisu realm, but also realized the supernatural powers, which is somewhat exciting for him.

Hua Jun sneered fiercely, and the divine consciousness used to control the "flying sword" skyrocketed instantly. Just now he was more of a temptation, and as Xue Feigong said, he likes pomp, with his temperament, if the other party doesn't have any ability to resist, or if he doesn't resist, he may stop the "flying sword" at the last moment, maybe it's not true.

Song Yuchen's revealing mountain dew undoubtedly really aroused him. At this moment, he didn't show any mercy to his subordinates.

Knowing how amazing it is?

Knowing the magic power is very stylish, but it doesn't mean that you can defeat me Hua Junhou. Hua Junhou sneered fiercely in his heart.

With the complete release of Hua Junhou's divine sense, the power of the "Flying Sword" was a little more terrifying, and its speed was simply extreme. Maybe no one present except Hua Junhou and Song Yuchen, who are also in the Taisu realm, can see the true face of the chopsticks.

The red snake released from Song Yuchen's sleeve collided with the "flying sword".

The speed of the "Flying Sword" has decreased by a few points, but it is still very fast. The red snake, which was condensed by thousands of red threads thinner than a hair, tilted its head and fell backwards, as if it was not enough to stop the "flying sword".

But the head of the snake was still formed and was not crushed.

The "Flying Sword" continued to move forward with the momentum of breaking through the bamboo.

It was only less than three inches away from Song Yuchen's eyebrows.

On the small "flying sword", an amazing sword intent was condensed, and Song Yuchen could feel it the most. The sword qi stirred the surrounding wind and clouds, blowing Song Yuchen's eyelashes trembling.

I don't know if it was because my eyes were uncomfortable because of the sword qi, Song Yuchen closed his eyes. He closed his eyes quickly, faster than the "flying sword". No wonder some people say that the body is the most convenient weapon, the mind is connected, and the mind is like lightning.

The corners of Hua Jun's thick mouth involuntarily curled. Is this what it means to admit planting?

As soon as this thought came out of Hua Junhou's mind, Hua Junhou's face became ugly. His face was very ugly, pale as paper, and a pair of sword eyebrows were about to collide together.

Turning the face is like turning a book? Hua Junhou's "face changing" speed at the moment should be more than that. At least faster than his own "flying sword".

After being held back by the "flying sword" by an inch, the body of the red snake the size of a thumb was cut in the middle. But it also looks like the Red Snake has split itself in half.

One snake becomes two snakes, as small as a tail finger.

Without the obstruction of the obstructive red snake's body, the "flying sword" passed through the middle smoothly.

The tip of the sword was only two inches away from Song Yuchen's eyebrows, and it was even less than two inches.

Just when the entire "sword body" of the "flying sword" was about to pass through, the two red snakes suddenly looked back and bit the "sword tail" with a lightning flash.

A snake is on one side, just biting the "flying sword" to a complete extent.

That is, it happened too quickly, and no one had time to notice Hua Junhou's expression. It's painful, yes, painful, it's a pain that only people who have experienced inhuman pain can imagine.

At this moment, Hua Junhou's pupils lost focus, just like the eyes of a dead man, without any brilliance.

It turned out that at the moment when the "Flying Sword" was bitten, what was bitten off, no, it should be said to be devoured, and there was a thought attached to the "Flying Sword".

Hua Junhou controls the "flying sword" through his mind.

Although the mind is separated from the body, it is "connected" to the divine thoughts in his head. The so-called spiritual rhino is probably the mysterious relationship between that mind and his divine thoughts.

But at this moment, the thoughts that are released from the outside are like mud cows entering the sea. Perhaps it is too shallow to describe the mud cow into the sea, which is bitten, devoured, and disappeared without a trace.

This is the killing move of the other party's supernatural powers? At this time, it was this that flashed in Hua Junhou's mind.

The mind was cut off and devoured, and the "flying sword" was no longer under the control of his Hua Junhou. But the aftermath is still amazing, not to be underestimated, the "flying sword" is like a wild horse, and continues to move towards Song Yuchen's eyebrows.

One inch away!

The two little red snakes were in danger. They work together, and one snake continues to bite the "tail of the sword", slowing it down as much as possible, and of course, finally being able to pull it to a halt. Another red snake coiled around the "sword body", and at the same time, the snake body automatically cracked and turned into thousands of tiny red threads again, wrapping the entire "sword body" in an airtight airtight manner.

At most a distance of the thickness of a fingernail, the "flying sword" stopped, and finally hovered.

At such a close distance, the "tip of the sword" bent a few fine hairs at the center of the eyebrows, and then entered the ghost gate.

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