Adventure is a spirit, but by no means everyone likes it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info especially, when one can clearly recognize the huge possibility of death behind this adventure.

He Shangshu is proud, and if he is not a proud person, it is impossible for him to practice kung fu that is enough to be proud of.

But if you really want him to test this unknown figure who suddenly appeared and seems to have practiced the ninth level of Ming Yugong. In his He Shangshu's heart, he couldn't help but be a little more cautious and cautious.

"Good ......"

In any case, He Shangshu must test the other party's meeting, otherwise, the two sides who were already wary of each other will no longer have the need to cooperate.

It's just that the next moment, when He Shangshu's gaze swept over Wei Wuya, who was hiding behind and looked fine. He suddenly changed his mind, and immediately shouted at Wei Wuya, "Wei Wuya, this kid is handed over to you!"

Wei Wuya has always disliked to do things like to send him to death, but if he offends this He Shangshu, Wei Wuya will definitely know that many things in the world will be more difficult for you to accept than death.

Thinking of this, Wei Wuya's mouse-like gaze circled around Jiang Feng's body viciously. Then he moved, and he was already heading towards the river wind with the sound of "whirring" breaking through the sky.

Although Shi Guanyin and the others did not know Jiang Feng's martial arts, the hearts of Ying Yue and Lian Xing were like mirrors.

Because of this, Wei Wuya's move, the two of them suddenly had a bad feeling in their hearts.

Sure enough, Wei Wuya didn't dare to use all his strength in the few moves he had just started, although the wind was loud between the palm and the dance, but every move was struck, it was ten points of strength, but twenty points of strength was left inside. Once something happens suddenly, it only takes a moment of effort, and he Wei Wuyan can withdraw and slip away.

But even such a move could easily force Jiang Feng into a rush. If Jiang Feng's fists and feet were completely untouchable, the sound and momentum of the wind brought by the amazing internal strength were really amazing, and he was afraid that he would not be able to make three moves, and he would have to kill Wei Wuya under the palm.

"Could it be that this kid is really a silver spear candle head that is strong on the outside and capable in the middle, and he can't use it?"

As soon as Wei Wuya thought of this, he felt more and more that he had thought of the right place. And in fact, this is indeed the most correct place.

But at this time, Wei Wuya's hands were spread out, waving like eagle claws. First, he turned over in the air and sold a flaw to the right.

Then, when Jiang Feng's punch came, his left hand was upside down, and he had already grabbed it with one claw. Although Jiang Feng saw the opportunity to withdraw, the next moment, he was still pulled down half of his sleeve by the other party's arm.

With one successful blow, Wei Wuya's confidence was even stronger. After determining that Jiang Feng was a layman who was completely incapable of martial arts, in addition to the powerful and incredible Ming Yugong Ninth Internal Force, Wei Wuya's moves became more and more ferocious.

However, just as Wei Wuya's flowery claws grabbed him, Jiang Feng made a mistake in his footsteps, and then suddenly slapped two palms lightly.

These two palms didn't seem to have any wonders, but somehow, Wei Wuya almost couldn't dodge, and he could no longer imagine that Jiang Feng had learned this trick from there.

What made him even more puzzled was that Jiang Feng's moves suddenly changed, although they still looked out of order, every move was light, as if he had no strength at all. But every move that came out was a flaw that Wei Wuya couldn't even think of, and the move seemed to have no change at all, but in fact, it was endlessly changing.

"Wei Wuya is going to be defeated!" Shi Guanyin said lightly.

"At least his defeat is worth it!" He Shangshu continued.

"Yes, but maybe this kid is really a peerless genius like no other!"

Shi Guanyin's voice was very flat, but what was hidden in it was a kind of naked jealousy.

And Na He Shangshu flashed a trace of confusion in his eyes at this time, and then said: "The genius who dies is the best genius!"

On the other side, just when Jiang Feng was beaten by Wei Wuya and was completely powerless, he suddenly spotted Ying Yue and Lian Xing, who had already stood up and beckoned in the distance.

The moves they use are positive and negative, attacking and defending, and each move is very slow, as if they are afraid that others will not see it clearly.

When Wei Wuya's move came, he casually slapped out the move that Ying Yue Fang had just used, which really surprised Wei Wuya, and when Wei Wuya attacked again, he used the move made by the Lord of the Mercy Star Palace to rescue.

When He Shangshu's words fell, he had already fought eleven moves with Wei Wuya with this skill. When Wei Wuya flew away, Jiang Feng's seemingly insipid palm was pushed out, but all of Wei Wuya's efforts to block and dodge were turned into nothingness, and they were squarely imprinted on Wei Wuya's spine in the back of his waist.

As Wei Wuya's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, after a distance of more than ten zhang, he had already fallen to the ground like a mess of meat, motionless.

"It's a pity ......"

Shi Guanyin's soft sigh somehow, but there was not the slightest feeling of regret, on the contrary, it was a kind of excitement, an excitement that brought about destroying all the good.

"The ancient sages are all lonely, but only those who drink can be truly ......"

He Shangshu seemed to be drunk, the flush on his face appeared, and his steps staggered. For him, it wasn't the wine that really got him drunk, but blood, hot blood.

Between the mountains and rivers, the mountains and rivers, no matter what it is, as long as you come here, you will involuntarily immerse yourself in it.

And He Shangshu is here, it seems that he is your best drinking friend, with wine as a friend, with wine as a friend, and with wine as a living.

He Shangshu didn't walk fast, he was about to carefully appreciate Jiang Feng's amazed, confused, and intoxicated expression after he came here.

But the next moment, he saw Jiang Feng, but suddenly he was much more sober.

It was a man dressed in white with silver edges, with exactly the same face and the same facial features, but He Shangshu would never think that he and Jiang Feng outside were the same person.

Just because his eyes were full of disdain and indifference, that feeling, as if he was a hunter entrenched in the depths of a spider's web, observing a prey that had strayed into a snapp.

He raised his hand, and a strange long sword that was half pitch black and half white pointed directly at He Shangshu.

"Take me with a sword and sentence you to life and death!"

After Jiang Feng finished speaking, he didn't give He Shangshu any chance to react at all, and suddenly swung out a sword. In an instant, it seemed to turn into black and white, and two sword shadows roared.

He Shangshu wanted to move, but found that his body could no longer keep up with his thoughts and sword light.

At the last moment when the black and white light drowned it out, he heard eight words, "A sword asks for life, and a sword talks about death!" (To be continued. )