The soft sword and the dust whisk are the softest blades.

After intertwining with each other, the focus of the competition has shifted from the blade to the skill of the person holding the blade.

The unjust Daoist exhaled the strength in his hand at this time, and the endless internal force went towards the dust.

With Huang Rong's internal strength, it was only seven or eight breaths that could not be resisted, and a water-clearing sword actually gave the dust of the unjust Daoist people a "creaking" sound, and it seemed that it was about to reach the limit of breaking.

With just two moves, this woman with tricky swordsmanship was dismissed, and the pride in the hearts of the people of the unfair Daoist inevitably increased by two points. However, at this moment, an astonishing roar suddenly erupted from Huang Rong's Water Sword.

As the roar became louder and louder, a turquoise sword suddenly burst out through the long sword.

Although the dust of the unjust Daoist is not a mortal thing, how can it be compared to this invincible sword. But seeing where the sword passed at this time, the silk threads were broken in response to the sound, like snowflakes falling in the sky, which was spectacular.

"How is that possible!"

A master's move, a momentary loss of consciousness is often a world of difference between life and death.

Although Huang Rong had never learned soft sword kung fu before, the jade flute swordsmanship in the jade flute of the Eastern Evil Yellow Medicine Master was by no means ordinary. Taking advantage of the unjust man's distraction, Huang Rong had already stabbed out with a sword, and went straight to the other party's throat.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a person shouting: "How daring!" It was a woman's voice, irritable and sharp, and as soon as the words fell, two white flashes were seen, and two flying knives had swept in front of Huang Rong.

"Hidden arrows hurt people, rats!"

At this time, Jiang Feng's body suddenly shot out like a sharp arrow, and his palms slapped continuously, and the two splitting palms like essence hit the two flying knives on the head. Then Jiang Feng's sleeve robe waved, three golden lights flashed, it was three golden needles, at this time, with Jiang Feng's skill, he sent this golden needle again, and it really reached the top realm of silence and instantaneousness. Even if Fu Qingzhu himself saw it, he would be willing to lose.

As for Jiang Feng's internal force to help Huang Rong stimulate the sword and repel the unjust people, Jiang Feng habitually ignored it.

After the lazy donkey rolled with a life-saving killing move that everyone would use in the rivers and lakes, and avoided Huang Rong's killing sword, in the courtyard of the Fuwei Dart Bureau in the distance, there was also a muffled snort at the same time. Obviously, the Hibiscus Fairy not only failed to make a contribution with the flying knife, but suffered a loss under Jiang Feng's Crossing Emerin Needle.

"Stop, why did it suddenly become like this, Mr. Zhuo, please stop quickly!"

As soon as Lin Zhennan and Zhuo Bufan rushed out, they saw that there was already a mess in front of the Fuwei Dart Bureau at this time.

The unjust Daoist who rolled on the ground to avoid Huang Rong's killing sword was covered with dirt and weeds at this time, and even the left cheek was not spared. The once famous Jiaowang did not have the majesty of a dragon at this time, but lived like a lost earth snake fleeing from his home.

And the Hibiscus Fairy, who was originally arrogant and cold, was furious, after all, there is no woman in the world who doesn't care about her appearance. And although Jiang Feng's three golden needles failed to directly inflict heavy damage on the other party, they left a long red mark on the opponent's right cheek.

Seeing Lin Zhennan and Zhuo Bufan coming, Jiang Feng gently swept back to Huang Rong's side at this time, and said to Zhuo Bufan: "Mr. Zhuo, this thing gathers by like, and people by group, it is true, Your Excellency's friend is really the same character as Your Excellency!"

As soon as he heard what Jiang Feng said, Zhuo Bufan was stunned at first, and then after his eyes swept over Jiang Feng, everything in the past suddenly came to mind one by one.

"You, it's you!"

In addition to shock, Zhuo Bufan's tone was also mixed with waves of fear.

Lin Zhennan has been in charge of the Fuwei Dart Bureau for many years, and his personal affection is very incomparable. Just from Zhuo Bufan's reaction, he immediately understood, I am afraid that this sword god Zhuo Bufan has suffered a big loss in the hands of Jiang Feng, otherwise, how could he behave like this?

However, at this time, Lin Zhennan was also very curious, Jiang Feng's kung fu had reached various realms?

Na Zhuo Bufan himself practiced all kinds of swordsmanship stunts of the Wisdom Sword Sect, and later had even more adventures, and actually cultivated the extremely rare sword kung fu in the martial arts. When Lin Zhennan went to Jizhou to walk around, he happened to meet Zhuo Bufan who had just come out of the mountain, and he defeated several famous martial arts players in the north, which led to the heart of cooperation.

But in any case, for Lin Zhennan, it is the top priority of his general dart to turn the current situation into a small one and a small one.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, the two young heroes have not thanked Lin for the rescue of the dog, and today Lin is slow to come out and snub the two. It also caused a misunderstanding between the two of them and the uneven Dao Chang and the Hibiscus Fairy, which is really unintentional, Lin Mou is here to compensate the two of them!"

In other words, Lin Zhennan is already an archer.

However, at this time, Jiang Feng was on the side of his body, avoided the other party, and then said: "Mr. Lin doesn't have to be like this, today's matter is just that some idiots want to use his prestige under him." It's just that he is not good at learning his own arts, and he is not afraid of breaking his own dog teeth!"

"You ......"

Jiaowang Bupingdao's inner cultivation is quite good, but under the agitation of Jiang Feng's words, he can't help but surge with anger.

It's just that Zhuo Bufan and Lin Zhennan have taken the lead in softening, and just by working together with themselves and the Furong Fairy, I am afraid they may not be Jiang Feng's opponents.

Therefore, soon the unjust Daoist extinguished his intention to continue to do it, but wanted to see what Jiang Feng was doing here.

At this time, Jiang Feng opened his mouth and said: "But the two of us are here today because I want to trouble Mr. Lin's head for one thing. ”

For Lin Zhennan, the Jiang Feng who asks for something is more reassuring to him than the Jiang Feng who has nothing to ask for. As for how to deal with the things he wanted, he Lin Zhennan is also a figure who came over with strong winds and waves, so he will naturally see the moves.

Jiang Feng smiled at this time, and said to Lin Zhennan: "I have heard for a long time that Mr. Lin's family has passed down the seventy-two ways of warding off evil swordsmanship and shaking the martial arts, and I want to see it, I don't know what Mr. Lin's dart head has time for, can I privately point out in the next two?"

"This is naturally possible, but Lin's qualifications are dull, and he can't get the true inheritance of the ancestors, and he is really ashamed. In this way, it is better for the two of you to live in the house for a while, and let Lin do a little bit of the friendship of the landlord? ”

"Jiang Feng. ”

"Huang Rong. ”

Lin Zhennan's attitude is quite good, just because Jiang Feng said that he had no ill will towards the Fuwei Dart Game. This really relieved Lin Zhennan, who was anxious now. (To be continued.) )