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Fear can consume a person's strength, but the person who breaks it can gain unimaginable power from it.

Each of the thirteen swords of the deadly sword is very exquisite, and it can be said that these thirteen swordsmanship has exhausted the killing sword in the world.

But for Yan Thirteen, the thirteen swordsmanship is just the foundation of a big tree. No matter how thick and tall a tree grows, if it has no branches and leaves, if it has no fruit, what is the point?

A sword stabbed out, and Yan Shisan suddenly felt unprecedented relief. In a trance, he saw a sword again, a sword of his own, a slight touch, an understatement change, but it had already led the boundless killing machine out of the infinite hell.

After the thirteenth sword, the fourteenth sword!

With a shake of the sword, it bit Jiang Feng's fingers like a poisonous snake.

Everything between heaven and earth seemed to have become static under the collision of Jiang Feng's fingers and Yan Thirteen's long sword.

With a "boom", Yan Shisan's long sword suddenly turned into countless fragments. And above Jiang Feng's arm, it was like the sound of glass shattering, and it kept ringing.

At this time, Jiang Feng only felt that an invisible lightsaber appeared in his mind, and with the collision with Yan Thirteen's life-threatening fourteenth sword, the next moment, the lightsaber had turned into countless fragments.

And he has no other memories except the voice in his mind that told him to return to the Happy Forest and pick up the mask and turn back into the mirror master.

When he came back to his senses, Jiang Feng no longer had the sword intent of the heroic sword, and Yan Shisan also lost the sword in his hand.

Although Jiang Feng's mind was still a little confused, Jiang Feng could still understand the simple truth of taking advantage of his illness and asking him to die.

"Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight, and sold apricot blossoms in the Ming Dynasty in the deep alleys ......"

Under the roll of the magic knife, endless whirlpools appeared on the blade, and came with the endless killing power between heaven and earth.

Yan Shisan stretched out a finger, like dead wood, wrinkled, without a trace of lustre.

The Fourteenth Sword of Death is a sword move, not a sword move, and even this move is not a complete move. When Yan Shisan used this trick for the first time, he already knew that behind this move, there must be another trick.

The fifteenth sword of death, that is the fruit of the thirteen swords, the most beautiful, the sweetest, the most tempting, and the most deadly fruit. It was a complete sword of death, and no matter what happened to it, there was only one way to die.

And the fourteenth sword of death is to open the window of this door of death.

Someone can force Xiaolou to listen to the spring rain overnight with just one finger, if such a thing spreads to the rivers and lakes, as long as people with a little brain will never believe it. However, at this point, it did happen.

Two marks appeared on the ground in front of Jiang Feng, which were the traces left by Yan Shisan's fingers being shaken back.

"I can't imagine that the gap between me and him will be so big! It seems that it should be the mirror master, not Jiang Feng, who really adapts to this river and lake!"

Yan Shisan also withdrew from a long distance, and even, a trace of blood had overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Xiaolou listened to the power of spring rain overnight, it was by no means so simple.

"Let's go!"

Jiang Feng put away his knife and said to Yan Shisan.

"But, you remember, it won't be long before another river wind comes back to you to get everything for today. If a person does something, he must pay the price!"

"Another Jiang Feng, is that the sword just now? Okay, if there is that day, I will wait for you!"

Yan Shisan looked at Jiang Feng, although he was injured, his body was straight, a swordsman must have a backbone that cannot be crushed. His eyes were blazing, and it was a thirst for a sword.

After a while, Yan Shisan turned around and left slowly, the leaves falling desolately.

He was by no means afraid that Jiang Feng would make a sneak attack, although if Jiang Feng made a sneak attack at this moment, he could get rid of this great enemy at the smallest cost. But Jiang Feng would never make a move, Yan Shisan believed in his own eyes, and also believed in Jiang Feng's sword.

"Why don't you kill him?"

"Because I am not sure of his last sword, I can't die now, not for me but for you. ”

"We?"

Even with the wisdom of Pixing Xing, he couldn't help but have a burst of doubts at this time, this was not because Pixing couldn't figure out Jiang Feng's words. It's just because if a woman has love in her heart, she will often throw away her shrewdness and reason.

"Anyway, it looks like I'm going to go to the Happy Forest! get back what is rightfully mine, and then put an end to everything that started because of me!"

Ying Yue and Lianxing suddenly looked at each other, and Lianxing asked, "Can't you really not go back?"

Speaking of this, Mercy Star paused for a moment and continued, "For us!"

Jiang Feng looked at the two of them, shook his head and said, "The other party is far more powerful than we imagined, even if the various sects in the rivers and lakes join forces, I am afraid that they are not as strong as theirs. Only by turning back into the mirror master, perhaps, can I smash this invisible black hand behind me. ”

At this time, Jiang Feng looked at the two solemnly, a person who had lost his memory was not much different from a child. But at this moment, Ying Yue and Lian Xing suddenly felt that Jiang Feng had grown up.

"Are you willing to go back to the Happy Forest with me, no matter what you will face, no matter whether the mirror master is good or evil, no matter how strong the enemy is, I am willing to protect you!"

"I do!"

"I do!"

The two of them spoke very slowly, and from their eyes, Jiang Feng saw a unique affection, that kind of affection, as if it had been waiting for thousands of years.

......

Between the mountains, dangerous peaks, and clouds and mist, a figure actually flickered and moved in it.

The palm moves out of the clouds, the wind is under the feet, and when a punch is struck, the sky is full of frost and the earth is frozen.

With one punch and one kick, the vitality of heaven and earth was stirring wildly. It shows that this person's martial arts have been cultivated to an incomparably profound realm.

"Puff puff ......"

A carrier pigeon flew in, and at this time, the whole person had appeared in the air more than ten feet away in the next moment.

With two fingers and a clip, the letterhead under the pigeon was already in his hand.

Falling back to the ground, looking at the contents of the letterhead, a burst of anger suddenly appeared in his majestic face.

"Failed, they all failed, this group of flying dancers, do you want the old man to take action in person, and you can't expose it early!"

The angry voice faded away, along with the note in his hand that was gradually turning to powder. (To be continued.) )