Immortal Sword Master

"Good breath, Zhao Yunshan, if you break through the fourth floor of the flying locust decision, you still have the right to say this, now? You are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue!"

The woman's sharp voice sounded fierce.

"Is it a big deal, it's not worth talking now!" Zhao Yunshan pulled out the mace behind his back, and the red light on it grew denser. "Since you are going to destroy my Zhao family, you must be ready for our Jedi counterattack!"

Snapped.

Suddenly a footstep came from behind him, Zhao Yunshan's face changed slightly, and he turned sideways.

I saw a pale Confucian in the darkness behind him.

The Confucian student was in a long gray coat, holding a folding fan in his hands, and his eyes were deeply sunken, as if he was an over-drinking undulating boy, but he had a Confucian book volume, giving a positive and evil feeling.

Seeing this man, Zhao Yunshan's face changed greatly.

"Song Zheng! Didn't you go to a foreign domain and didn't return ...!?"

"Outland? Brother Zhao didn't come to die, how could I be willing to go to Outland?" The Confucian student smiled evilly and couldn't say the darkness.

Zhao Yunshan stared at each other, and within a short time, sweat beads appeared on his forehead.

"Daddy!"

At this time in the night, two boys and girls ran forward with a meniscus-shaped blade, and saw Zhao Yunshan surrounded by front and back, suddenly showing anxiety, and several vertical jumps fell to Zhao Yunshan.

"Yueer, Longer! Why are you back!" Zhao Yunshan saw the two of them, but showed despair.

Xingjietang Red House was about to destroy his Zhao family. He was desperately struggling to delay time and make a living for the two children, but he did not expect them to come back stupidly.

"To die together! If dad is dead, we won't live! This feud! There will always be an elder brother for us!"

The young boy snapped.

"If Dad is dead, Yue Er will never live alone!"

The girl didn't talk much, but her tone was firmer.

Zhao Yunshan's tears were full of tears, and the hand holding the mace was shaking slightly.

"Oh, what a touching scene ..." Song Zheng, the evil Confucian student, laughed lightly.

"If the host likes it. If not we catch these two little guys. How about sending it to the host's bedroom to enjoy it every day?" On the side of the mountain temple, the white-faced man at Xingjietang laughed.

"That's what it means." The woman smiled coldly.

Zhao Yunshan suddenly showed despair, clenched mace, and his aura was tumbling. Ready to fight.

Suddenly in the night, there was a sound of footsteps in the woods.

Another person walked out of the woods gently. It is a middle-aged man with a wooden face, which looks very ordinary, just like people passing by.

The only strange thing. It was three swords hanging from his waist, a silver one. A handful of black. There was a whole body red.

"Xing Jie Tang?" The man approached, and before asking a few people to speak, he actually asked.

"Opposite. But Qi Ling scholar Song Zheng, I'm here to post the task. Is it convenient to pick it up now?"

The eyes of the evil Confucian student narrowed slightly.

"Post a mission? Do you want to invite me? Can you afford the price?" He was also a little curious, but the other side saw the sword stretched out and approached without fear.

"I understand the rules of the price. The three-tier master of qi is naturally expensive." The other laughed. "But my task is relatively simple, just asking for a message."

"Information?" Qiling Shusheng said, "Since that is the case, can I wait for me to deal with the little things here before discussing?"

Xingjietang not only accepts killing missions, it also accepts some easier tasks, such as intelligence, such as finding lost items. The appearance of this person is also normal, but the news that he is willing to pay a large price for inquiry is not ordinary business.

Having said this, he once again turned his attention to the three of Zhao Yunshan's father and son. Ready to get started.

"No."

Unexpectedly, the voice of the other's flat rejection came.

Song Zheng was stunned, and it seemed that the other party would not be so impatient. He frowned and looked towards the other side. About to speak.

The middle-aged man laughed. His smile was very peaceful, but he didn't know why, giving a strong **** smell.

"If you let me wait for a long time, I'm afraid I can't help but kill you ..." His tone was peaceful, as if he was just stating a very ordinary fact.

"Let me take the task before dying, am I kind?"

The corner of his mouth was slightly hooked, and there was an inexplicable gloom.

The scene calmed down.

The cold wind kept blowing in front of several people, but no one dared to speak.

The three of Zhao Yunshan thought they had heard wrong, all staring at the middle-aged man who came out suddenly.

Qi Ling scholar Song Zheng was even more frightened, and it seemed that he did not respond at this time.

The two in the mountain temple changed their faces slightly, feeling a little faint, and slowly moved towards the back.

"Her Excellency ... What does this mean, Your Excellency?" Song Shen's voice became cold. "Do you know what you mean?"

The other smiled slightly.

"It seems that you don't want to answer my question." The middle-aged man slowly pulled out the blade and put it in his ear.

Suddenly a shot.

Hum!

Ming Cui's sword resounded slowly in the night sky. Everyone was shaken by the sound of the sword, and for a moment, they found that the person was gone.

Song Zheng only felt a flash beside him, and the man even appeared behind him instantly. The speed was so scary.

He hurriedly turned around, slamming the fan back in his hand, and slammed back. A black fox on the fan came alive, but suddenly swam, and turned into a black light and flew towards the man.

laugh!

The silver bright sword blade pierced the black ink and black fox straight like the autumn water, and hit the fan surface.

An irresistible force passed to Song Zheng, almost letting him break away.

His face was horrified, his spirit agitated, and his body retreated. The fan face offered the black fox again, and the black light burst into the air.

His black fox is transformed by blood and ink. In addition, he uses seven, seventy-nine kinds of highly toxic drugs to consolidate, and practice for twenty years. It is his greatest support since he became famous. And compared to the previous time, this time it was his full effort and his power increased greatly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the black fox appeared, the man laughed, and a fierce white dazzling light suddenly lit, pushing the sword light in the dark night. Turned into a white awn and cut off the black fox. Straight down his forehead.

A white scroll in front of Song Zheng suddenly emerged, blocking Jianguang in front.

At the same time, his face flashed green, his right index finger and sword finger turned on, and the black light turned towards the other's chest.

The slashed black fox recovered again. Also rushed from behind him.

Click.

Just then, countless cracks appeared in the white scroll.

He winked and saw behind each other. I don't know when to explode a dazzling white light again.

boom! !!

Jian Guang was cold.

At the last moment, he felt that his neck was cold, and he looked down to see that he was flying higher and higher. Below is the headless corpse without his head.

"Xing Jie Tang ..." Lin Xin received his sword, his figure ringing. Disappeared in place.

In the temple of the mountain, the man and the woman broke through the door, and Fei also fled and fled away.

The gray shadow flashed. Lin Xinyi wore a men's vest with a black shield. When Jian Guang twisted, the whole body was blown up.

Dengtian Zongyun decided to unfold at full speed, and the white light at his feet exploded. The relay accelerates in the air. The body is almost like a phantom, appearing behind a woman.

With the help of explosive momentum, Jianguang flashed, and the woman's running body was broken into two pieces at once, and she fell to the ground, and there was no sound.

The backbone of the three Xingjietang halls were born and died in these less than twenty breaths, completely gone.

Lin Xin then clearly felt that his strength at this time had unknowingly improved to such a point.

Struggling between life and death every day in Youfu is a huge exercise for him. Adding the huge increase in attribute points to him, combined together, it has become such a level now.

Even Song Zheng, who practiced three levels of training, resolved it in a very short time.

Originally, his power was far beyond that of ordinary monks. Among the monks, his 14-point lethality was only five points, and his physical strength had reached an extremely abnormal level.

"I thought I could fight a few more times ... I didn't expect it to be too weak compared to the masters in Youfu." He shook his head slightly, returned to Song Zheng's body, picked up his folding fan and waist pouch, and looked at it. Without looking at the three people Zhao Yunshan who were blushing, they had to walk away.

"Benefactor, please stay away!" Zhao Yunshan started speaking loudly. "Can you leave a taboo? Although under Zhao Yunshan, although it is not as powerful as Xing Jie Tang, there are some family members in Mei Hua Zong. I will see you in the future!"

Lin Xin paused.

"The name is unnecessary, please keep confidential tonight."

He was not in the mood to talk to the three, and was feeling a trace of foreign aura flowing into his body.

These auras are naturally much less than the old man who killed the Heavenly Sword, but it is also a relatively large gain in recent days.

I glanced at my own progress.

Guiyuanjue still had no idea what to do. Obviously, the magical safflower sword was damaged and the aura was leaked.

The night went away ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ and another nearby Red House stronghold. After unplugging, there will be no gas-level repressors for thousands of miles.

The repressors of Honglou and Xingjietang are Xinhe Nu and the three killed tonight.

The gas refining period generally does not stay in the cation, and most of it is sent to outer regions as the main combat force to cope with various risks.

Lin Xin is the difference in strength and time. It took at least a few days to get back from the outer domain to support him, which was enough time for him to do anything wantonly.

In addition, he came out this time to verify that what would happen if he entered Youfu from the outside.

Di Huo Jinmei was already in hand, and Liu Zong was sent back. It would take a while to process the materials. This period of time was exactly the reward for the Red House hired Xing Jie Tang to assassinate him.

His own swordsmanship also needs to be sharpened in the slaughter.

The only pity is that if the Red Flower Sword is not repaired well, it cannot be promoted, which makes him secretly vigilant in the future, and he cannot use the Red Flower Sword to fight at will. (To be continued.) Enable new URL