"One sword can fix the wind and rain!"
"Shushan Sword Art!"
"How could there be disciples from Mount Shu appearing at this time? How could they come so quickly?" Feng Xingyu on the back of the whale beast frowned, with a look of unwillingness.
He knew that he would not be able to take away the secret key of the river pawn today, because in the wind and rain, a total of thirty-seven Shushan disciples came, and ten of them came from the psychic realm alone. Knowing this secret, and not wanting to attract the attention of other sects, they also sent out disciples below the psychic realm.
However, this is the human world after all, and the plans that the Yaozu can do are definitely not as comprehensive as those of local snakes like Shushan.
Shushan disciples could hold back and didn't make a move until the end, which shows that it is inevitable, and they can even disregard the life and death of others.
Just when Feng Xingyu was thinking about where to go, all the thirty-seven Shushan disciples had boarded the dragon boat, and without saying a word, they surrounded the young man with the sword from the Yaozu.
Without a word of nonsense, the thirty-seven long blue swords came out together, and the sword net was wide, without any leakage.
Just now, the young man who was arrogant and awe-inspiring in the audience was pierced by the chaotic sword after a while. In the end, with a Qingxuan fire curse, the entire body was burnt and the bones disappeared, turning into a wisp of fly ash and dissipating on the Luo River, leaving only the long sword quietly blocking the deck of the dragon boat. The owner is dead, the sword has no owner, and it trembled slightly, as if mourning.
The young man in white standing in the front looked indifferently, glanced at the burnt fly ash, then turned his head to look at the whale beast not far away.
"Walk!"
Without any hesitation, Feng Xingyu gave an order, and the remaining four people on the back of the whale beast immediately fled from the sky and ran away in four directions. Feng Xingyu's realm is the deepest, and the grade of the demon sword under his feet is the highest, so his speed is also the fastest. In a blink of an eye, it turned into a long rainbow, and the other three people were about to be less lucky.
First, the boy with the lizard skull in his hand was pierced through the chest by a flying sword in three breaths, then the boy with the blood corpse bird resting on his shoulder had his arms cut off in five breaths, and finally the boy with the waist The boy wrapped around the colorful water snake was decapitated by a sword in seven breaths.
These three people are all in the postnatal realm, and being besieged and killed by Shushan disciples in the psychic realm, they are bound to die in the first place. In the world of comprehension, Shushan's flying sword is the fastest and most ruthless, not to mention facing a demon.
Think about the demon-locking tower that claims to be as high as the sky. For thousands of years, the number of demons that have been suppressed under the tower is innumerable.
In terms of understanding of the monster race alone, if Shushan ranks second, in this world, in this cultivation world, no one would dare to say that they are number one.
Therefore, when Feng Xingyu saw that the person who came was a disciple of Shushan, and the number and level were not dominant, he really wanted to die.
"Hurry up, hurry up." Feng Xingyu urged the true energy in his body desperately, and then desperately sent it to the demon knife under his feet. Even so, he still felt chills on his back, and the pressure was getting bigger and bigger. Even felt the slightest tingling pain.
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There was someone chasing him with a sword behind him.
He wanted to look back, but he didn't dare, for fear of wasting time. Confronting Shushan disciples, life and death are often in the blink of an eye. This sentence was taught by his father. At that time, he was young and ignorant, and he was not convinced.
What I regret is that I didn't listen to what my father said seriously. What should I do at this moment of life and death
How can I live
The stabbing pain in the back became more and more obvious.
The sword is near!
"Fight it!" Feng Xingyu gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, kicked his feet, and turned his body to the side for a full three feet, then grabbed the handle of Ling Kong's knife with both hands, and shouted angrily.
"The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying!"
A gust of wind appeared out of thin air, and the wind blade rolled around the blade, entwined with the blade, and attacked behind him like a beast.
As expected, there is indeed a sword behind him, and a person.
"Remember my name, I am Shushan Zhuo Bufan."
The person behind him slashed out with a sword. There was no shocking wind, sudden rainstorm, or roaring, just a very simple green awn.
But it was this green light that directly pierced the fierce beast swept by the wind, and slashed across the weakest point of the demon knife blade, pointing directly at Feng Xingyu's heart.
Looking at this green light, Feng Xingyu's heart jumped violently, his eyes turned blood red immediately, then his arms and sleeves were shattered, and two pairs of wolf claws firmly pressed against the green light, muttering words, "My heart, I only wish, to return to my hometown!"
The blood-burning transformation of the Fengbu Wolf Clan!
Zhuo Bufan, a disciple of Shu Mountain holding a sword, raised his brows, "Aren't you afraid that you will be disabled for life if you have three psychic three stars? Yes, you must try to struggle if you are mortal." !"
Zhuo Bufan flicked his wrist, and there was another green light.
Feng Xingyu who was not far away had already reached the point of despair, when had he ever suffered such humiliation in the demon world.
"You fucking want to be crippled for life! Your whole family is crippled! I remember you, and I will kill you next time!" Regardless of whether he turned around or rushed towards the Luo River under his feet.
After all, it is the secret skill of the Fengbu. The blood-burning transformation has raised Feng Xingyu's speed to a whole new level. He is about to jump into the river in the blink of an eye.
Qingmang hit Feng Xingyu's back heart, without the slightest deviation.
With the burning blood and the impact of the green light, Feng Xingyu's speed increased again.
"Plop!"
The surface of the Luo River under the heavy rain splashed quite a bit, and Hou Feng Xingyu quickly changed from a black shadow to a small black spot, and then disappeared from sight.
Zhuo Bufan, who was flying with his sword on the river, frowned. He saw just now that the second sword did not kill Feng Xingyu. He had a defensive magic weapon hidden in his back, and it was of a high grade. Feng Xingyu's life was saved at the most critical moment.
However, Zhuo Bufan's sword is also extraordinary, and just now a trace of blood floated on the surface of the Luo River.
Chase now, Feng Xingyu will definitely die!
But looking at the rushing river and the dirty mud at the bottom of the river, Zhuo Bufan didn't move. Anyone who is familiar with Zhuo Bufan will definitely guess that it wasn't that Zhuo Bufan didn't want to chase, or that he let Feng Xingyu go on purpose, but actually it was just because the river was too dirty.
Zhuo Bufan hates dirty, hates all dirty things, including this Luohe River.
I'm afraid Feng Xingyu never imagined that he was able to survive not because of anything else, but because he was pursued by Zhuo Bufan, a talented young man of Shushan's generation.
Recalling the flying sword, Zhuo Bufan immediately took out a snow-white handkerchief from his sleeve, and then wiped the flying sword carefully, especially the blood-stained sword tip. You know, I must have done it countless times. As for the handkerchief, it was thrown into the river immediately after wiping the sword.
If Qian Shu laughed here, he would have laughed contemptuously, "This fellow, handsome in appearance and extraordinary in skill, is actually a clean freak, so fucking disgusting!"