Then Meng Jingye pretended to be weak, shook his body, and fell to the ground. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe acting is quite realistic!

But the people around didn't come over to check Meng Jingye's situation, the fat fat man looked at it, it seemed that he had already experienced this kind of thing, and he didn't panic, just said: "Take the hidden weapon, shoot him, and insert him all over him!"

The people around heard it. Many people had hidden weapons, they all took them out and shot at Meng Jingye, of course Meng Jingye, who was lying on the ground, also heard it, and turned over with a toss, and the long sword danced, blocking a lot of hidden weapons, but many of them were still inserted into Meng Jingye's body. Meng Jingye used his luck and shook the hidden weapons out one after another.

Although this action surprised the people around, there were no weak hands around, and they blocked the hidden weapon one after another, except for the unlucky ghost who had one eye nailed to death by a hidden weapon, the others were not even injured.

It is also continuous consumption, continuous temptation, and so on, Meng Jingye's combat effectiveness is also constantly declining, blood and sweat have soaked Meng Jingye's clothes, and he is dressed in ivory white, becoming a bloody clothes!

Prop up...... I can't hold it anymore! Meng Jingye gasped, and such a thought flashed in her heart. It's terrible, but it's very realistic! I guess I'm going to have to hate myself on the spot today! Looking at the mutilated long sword in my hand, it's full of gaps. This is not a dragon slashing sword made by himself, the dragon slaying sword fell into molten iron last time, and it was melted, and it was a bargain to take from the second uncle Jing Yue casually. It's about to break!...... I'm afraid I can't do it!

At this time, suddenly, an abrupt scream sounded from the periphery, Meng Jingye was stunned, and the people around him were also stunned. Who else will come to this muddy water at this time? Don't you see that some of the people who came to pick flowers before have retreated by themselves? Who is still coming?

He walked slowly from the outside, holding the two-meter-long knife in his hand, and a vague purple figure appeared behind him. It seems that some people around him don't know him and are ready to shoot at him. But the fat man immediately stopped him.

"Get out of the way!" the fat man, slightly frightened and flattering, hurriedly told the people around him to dodge. The people who knew that the fat man was powerful hurriedly gave the knife man a way to go. looked curiously at this person who scared the fat man. It was the first time they had seen a fat man with such an expression.

The swordsman also ignored the eyes of the people around him, walked by himself, and also walked past Meng Jingye, who was covered in blood. He picked a handful of flowers on the ground, estimated to be twenty! Then he got up and left slowly, but the people around him did not dare to say a word.

When he walked to Meng Jingye's side, Meng Jingye said: "Help me! I have a way to make your knife stronger!" The indifferent swordsman finally had a hint of brightness in his eyes!

Meng Jingye said: "I....... I'm a former .......... Forged Sword Villa....... The son of the owner. This.... This is my credential!" Meng Jingye said intermittently.

The swordsman's eyes suddenly shrank!

A creepy laugh came from the blade! A face appeared on the knife's body. When the fat man saw it, he turned around and ran away without saying a word! The people around him were stunned, and the purple light flashed! All of them were cut in half! The intestines and organs fell to the ground!

The swordsman looked at the fat man who had run more than ten meters, and slashed at the fat man's back, and a stream of knife qi flew out, turned into a hand, and flew to the fat man's back! The fat man paused suddenly, and his whole body lost weight strangely. As soon as he jumped, he flew out a long way, and fell straight into the courtyard of the blind man.

The swordsman carried Meng Jingye, who had already fainted, and chased after him. The fat man was lying straight on the ground like skin and bones, and the blind man was holding a sword and sharpening the bamboo.

The swordsman looked at the blind man, and the phantom on his back became more condensed, and purple flames emitted from the blade. The blind man stopped what he was doing. He turned his head to the swordsman's side.

The swordsman said, "I want that person!"

The blind man replied: "It's fate to come, you can't take it away!"

"Then what do I want?" the swordsman looked at the blind man and said viciously.

The blind Taoist chuckled lightly and said, "Your father is almost here!" As he spoke, a palm was in the air, and a Yin and Yang Taiji diagram flew directly over. The phantom behind the swordsman let out a miserable scream! The purple on his body seemed to have evaporated a lot by this palm. The whole body has darkened a lot.

The swordsman blocked a palm and took three steps back, knowing that he was not an opponent and was not forced. didn't say anything cruel, mentioned Meng Jingye on the ground, turned around and left!

"Get up, pretend to be dead!" the blind man continued to cut the bamboo. The scrawny man on the ground seemed to be embarrassed to get up. Said: "Thank you, Taoist." Fan Buliu thanks for the great grace!"

The blind Taoist replied: "This affection will be returned to you later, no need to thank you." You'll know when the time comes!"

Fan Buliu nodded, although it is insignificant how a blind Taoist can find himself, but a person like him who can defeat even this swordsman: a winger, can figure it out if he has such great ability, so he arched his hand at the blind Taoist and left.

Jiang Meng Jingye handed it over to the housekeeper and asked the housekeeper to treat Meng Jingye's injury, and the winger went to the school field at home and began to practice martial arts, thinking about the blind Taoist who his father had told him not to mess with. I also have a fire in my heart, but I can't help it, I can't beat it, I just can't beat it. If your skills are not as good as others, you can't blame others. Do you blame him for being too powerful? You can only blame yourself for being too weak!

Thinking of Meng Jingye, he could still find someone from Sword Casting Villa. The two families have been in contact for hundreds of years, but since the big change more than ten years ago, the Jing family has disappeared from the rivers and lakes, and his family has also moved from Baifang County to Tianjian County. It is also incognito and never publicized.

The swordsman showed a smile on his face, but when he saw someone coming, he immediately returned to indifference.

"Young master, someone is visiting. Say they're looking for you! Someone is waiting for you in the lobby. You see............ "The next man reported to the winger that someone had visited.

The winger nodded and said, "Go right away!" and then continued to finish the dance of this set of sword techniques before finishing the work. I wiped my sweat and went to the hall.

Jing Yue sat in the hall, listened to his subordinates, and saw that someone had brought his nephew here, and his nephew was covered in blood. Quite badly injured. But man is a swordsman winger. Pingnancheng has heard of good hands, never leave a living mouth, cold and abnormal, if he did it with his nephew, if his nephew was not invincible, he should have been killed a long time ago, but now he was taken home by the winger, which is afraid that there is quite an article, so Jing Yue came to the door, first want to see what the situation is.