After the old man from Jiulong gave an order, he pulled out his dagger with nine teeth and stabbed it straight into the little white face's chest, as if it was broken.
The shopkeeper just heard that he called this little white face "Young Master". He thought that this person might be someone like the nephew of the Qinglong master. Such a troublesome person really died here, and I'm afraid there will be no peace in the future. step back.
The situation on the field suddenly reversed, and it became that the old man in Jiulong wanted to kill his own people. The little white face has an air of bad luck, and whoever joins him will suffer the loss. Although the fat shopkeeper hides it deeply, with such a big burden, after a few rounds, he is still left and right, so he is not embarrassed.
The cadres from the living and dead Shan Qinglong seat rushed into the inn, and cut whoever was caught.
Xie Yun looked around and said quite self-consciously: "I'm not very good at dealing with this kind of situation..."
Zhou Fei: "If you know it, don't get in the way."
Before she could finish her words, she had already rushed towards the Nine Dragons Old Man, and the long sword roared with the sound of wind and thunder.
She was upstairs just now, although she and Jiulongsou had a hand in hand, but at that time Zhou Fei did not know the depth of the other party, nor did she know the ins and outs of them coming all the way to find trouble, so she couldn't help but say which side she stood on, so she was more reserved. Basically just parry.
I will see it now, what is the Qinglong, Vermillion Bird, ash, loach paste, domestic bird, all the way through the trouble for a long time, she was "sit" for no reason, and she was so angry that she immediately remembered Mu Xiaoqiao's hatred on this group of people. , Zhou Fei made another move, just the momentum was very different from the previous one.
The Nine Dragons old man was startled, he let out a low voice, and the dagger swung away from Zhou Fei's knife, and the two faced each other three or four times.
The Jiulong old man has been known for a long time, and his internal strength is naturally not comparable to a fledgling girl. Although Zhou Fei's snow breaking knife is the best in the world, but after several times, her wrists can't help but feel numb.
As everyone knows, Jiulongsou is also secretly horrified - Zhou Fei's wrist is numb or not, he doesn't know, but this girl's swordsmanship is extremely cold, and she is familiar with it, and she is pressing step by step, and there is no young man fighting with others. hesitation and hesitation.
Jiulongsou shouted loudly and added 100% of his strength, relying on his deep inner strength, he pressed the back of Zhou Fei's knife fiercely. Girl, is this... a snowbreaker?"
As soon as the word "Snowbreaker" came out, Jiulongsou's expression changed immediately. He saw the short sword "Kick" in his hand turned at an angle, and a small dragon on the hilt flew towards Xie Yun from a very hidden angle, forcing Zhou Fei had to withdraw the knife to save her. She took a wrong step to catch up with the small arrow and picked it down with the tip of the knife, but Jiulong Sou took the opportunity to use her strength and slapped her back.
The mayfly array is ever-changing, with all things covering and blocking. When Zhou Fei was chasing the flying arrow, she instinctively stretched out her foot and kicked the bench beside her. The bench jumped up and was blocking half of her palm.
The wooden sticks fell apart. Zhou Fei only felt a cold palm force pouring in from the large acupoints on her shoulders and neck. The inner palace shook violently, and a sweet smell came out of her throat. Sudden flow on its own.
Zhou Fei didn't think about it at the time, and returned angrily with a knife. This knife was the "mountain" style of the "Snowbreaker". It's three points faster than she used to do it.
Jiulongsou originally wanted to bully her when she was young and sincere, but unexpectedly, this palm swept over, not only failed to hurt her, but seemed to force out the ferocity of the long sword. Holding a short sword in front of his chest, he stared at Zhou Fei as if facing a great enemy.
It turned out that although Zhou Fei received a burst of Kurong Zhenqi from Duan Jiuniang by chance, she didn't have time to learn how to use it freely. Although the two essences in her body were at peace, they did not merge into one, and they went their separate ways. the meaning of. In such a strange situation, even if Duan Jiuniang was still alive, she probably wouldn't be able to teach her.
This Kurong True Qi, which almost killed her, had been sinking in her meridians, and was just accidentally stimulated by the palm of Jiulongsou. Zhou Fei's muscles and bones were slightly weak, and more than one person asserted that she would get twice the result with half the effort by practicing the Snowbreaker.
Ku Rong Zhen Qi and Xue Po Dao once fought each other, but after 20 years, Yin and Yang became one in her body.
Zhou Fei felt a little complicated for a while.
Jiulongsou's expression flickered for a moment, he put away his short sword, cupped his hands at her, and said politely: "I don't know that the girl is a descendant of Nandao, so I have offended a lot. Excuse me, we are fighting a lot here, these many people, swords and swords are blind, and they will inevitably be injured by accident. The girl can take yours with you... Hey, that friend will take a step first, see you in the future, the old man will apologize to you. "
Zhou Fei: "..."
The old man in Jiulong just kept saying that those who live in the store have to sit in a row. This will turn into "great and grudge has nothing to do with the girl." After hearing the three words "Snowbreaker", the first reaction is to kill the mouth and kill him. Not moving, it turned into "I don't know if the girl is a descendant of Nan Dao".
The word "hehe" was even more obscene. "Friend" was spit out of his mouth, and it was sullied from "month" to "again", and he was able to be ashamed until Cangjie began to compose characters.
Zhou Fei had never heard of a person who could put so much fart in a sentence.
The cook beside him who was silent for a long time opened his mouth and said, "Since the old man of Jiulong has said something, little girl, you can leave as soon as you can. You were implicated by me for no reason. I'm really sorry."
Xie Yun folded his arms in front of his chest and didn't say a word, but laughed first.
Zhou Fei said ruthlessly: "The legs are on me, I want to come or I want to go, I don't need earthworms to command."
Xie Yun nodded in approval and said, "Although my sister is neither big nor small, she often beats her brother, but it is very pleasant to listen to her."
Jiulong's cheeks tensed, and then he smiled and said without a smile: "Okay, there is a way in heaven, you don't go, there is no way to break in, since the two of you don't want to face - today, the two swords of the north and the south are gathered here, I Qinglong You must learn from the same vein, please, please."
With this order, the living dead people behind him immediately blocked the door of the inn in a well-trained manner and quickly formed an array.
Unlike the Suzaku master Mu Xiaoqiao, who is a sheep for his subordinates, the Qinglong master does not like to do it himself, and is best at gang fights. Okay, it's excellent for dealing with the master of the order.
Zhou Fei didn't know how powerful she was. Her mind was mostly taken up by the words "North and South Double Knife". She looked at the chubby shopkeeper in shock, and then looked at the haggard cook. She didn't know what the "North" meant. who is it.
At that time, the two swords in the north and the south were called "Shuangjue".
In the middle of Shu, you can't see even a single snow slag all year round, but the nandao is icy and cold, like the north wind blowing snow. Outside the fortress, except for the wind and sand, there are cattle and sheep, but the swordsmanship is extremely soft.
Li Zheng has a wide range of contacts, and later raised the banner of the Forty-Eight Villages, which is even more famous all over the world. In comparison, the old Guan Feng Guan doesn't like to ask about the world. He is ten years older than Li Zheng. , There were some legends in the early years. Since the rebellion in the old capital, he has never entered the border again, and gradually became a legend. By now, he must have died in the wasteland as an ordinary old shepherd.
Xie Yun turned serious, and said to the cook, "Dare to ask if the senior is the descendant of the Northern Knife—Ji Yun and Shen Ji?"
The "cook" didn't expect that a young man could reveal his name in one sentence, so he was slightly taken aback, and then he smiled bitterly: "Ashamed, my surname is Ji, and now I'm a waste person, I dare not smear the reputation of my master, 'Beijing The heirs of the sword never dare to take it."
The little white face who was kidnapped by the fat shopkeeper interrupted and sneered: "It's not that he has no face, and you ask him, do you dare to use a knife?"
Ji Yunshen lowered his head and said, "That's right, I made a solemn oath that I would abolish martial arts, and I would never use knives or use force against others for the rest of my life."
Zhou Fei was stunned and couldn't help but ask: "When you don't use force with others, what if someone else wants to kill you?"
Ji Yunshen's brows moved slightly, and with a white cloth on his face, he could cry with sorrow, and said softly to Zhou Fei, "Just let him kill it."
His voice fell, and the little white face had already screamed viciously: "Then why don't you hurry up and die? The people in this inn, who died here today, are all implicated by you, why don't you die?"
Ji Yun listened, and his expression seemed to be even darker. He slowly bent down and picked up the small arrow shot down by Zhou Fei from the ground.
Xie Yun always felt that there was a look of "enough life" on his face, suspecting that he would stab the small arrow in his throat in the next moment, and hurriedly said: "Even if you die, Jiulongsou will not let us go. Yes, when did the living and the dead ever speak the truth?"
When the little white face heard it, he let out a laugh: "Of course, when it comes to martial arts, Jiulong Sou may not be able to rank, but when it comes to ruthlessness, he rarely meets an opponent, don't say that you die once, you die once. Thousands, 10,000 times, without delaying the old man to kill at his own will!"
Zhou Fei was at a loss listening to him bark a lot of nonsense, but she didn't understand whether this little white face wanted Ji Yun to die or he wanted him to live. She suspects that people in the living and dead have problems with their brains - they can't follow their own ideas, and they always talk and play with their own face!
Jiulongsou gave the little white face a cool look, and suddenly let out a sharp whistle, the formation behind him suddenly moved and rushed towards the people in the inn.
When it comes to fighting, Zhou Fei never looks at other people's actions.
With this move, she discovered the difficulty of these people. These Qinglong sects are obviously well-trained and have a degree of advance and retreat. They are like a big net that entangles people. Breaking the formation is usually broken one by one, but against these people, once If you go deeper, the "net" will shrink according to the force, kill one person, and another person will immediately make up for it, no more, no less, methodical, like a group of well-organized ants, and there are still many people waiting outside the inn. They are ready to enter the battle in order at any time. They are all mediocre in martial arts, but when they get together, they form a "giant". Everyone is just a hair on a giant's body, and it doesn't hurt to die no matter how much.
In this inn, whether it is big or small, it just makes this "people net" overflowing.
After Zhou Fei hesitated for a while, seven or eight weapons were pressed against her knife, and the two people behind her immediately took up the positions of their companions and rushed towards her from four angles.
Only Xie Yun shouted: "Above!"
Zhou Fei heard the sound of her wrist parting, reversed Kurong's infuriating energy, and slammed the long sword forward, stabbed a Qinglong cultist to death on the spot, and then used the word "wind" to make fourteen strikes in the blink of an eye, knocking the man into the net. After forcing back for a moment, the whole person suddenly jumped up, his toes rested a little on the shoulders of a Qinglong group, and then he climbed the wooden steps on the second floor, breaking free from the entangled mountains and seas.
She looked down at the large number of Qinglong cultists below, her scalp was a little numb, and her brows could not help wrinkling. Unexpectedly, when she turned around, she saw that Xie Yun had found a "feng shui treasure land" early - Mujie was selected in a crack in the air Inside, there are wooden pillars in the front and back, which can be hidden or hidden, very carefree, and immediately rolled his eyes.
Xie Yun showed her head, grinned at her, and said, "It's not difficult to break the formation, listen to me, first seal the doors and windows to prevent them from filling people, and then remember the words "Hurry up, don't break it, and then keep it secret." The net is also afraid of fire, so it is not enough to be afraid of.”
Zhou Fei heard him talk so easily, but it was all nonsense. If you want to seal the doors and windows, first someone must go deep into the formation, cut a long opening, and forcibly seal the door when the two groups of people inside and outside are attacked, separating the two groups from the inside and the outside. Qinglong Cultists, and then cooperate with the people in the inn.
Zhou Fei said angrily: "What kind of bad idea, you can do it!"
Xie Yunquan didn't agree with her heroic spirit when she wanted to stay, and immediately shrank his head and said, "I can't."
Zhou Fei: "..."
The surname Xie is really a person who can bend and stretch.
She looked down and saw that the fat shopkeeper clicked on the acupoint of the little white face, and left him to Ji Yunchen to take care of him.
Zhou Fei gritted her teeth and said in her heart, "A dead horse should be a doctor for a fire horse."
She brought the unawareness to the extreme, tearing a hole in the big net of the Qinglong Cultists. However, when he approached the door several times, he was always filled with people.
Ren Wang kept shrinking behind her, Zhou Fei felt anxious, the knife in her hand was about to become an afterimage, but she always felt that the more she resisted, the weaker she became.
At this moment, Na Ji Yunchen suddenly said: "Girl, a routine of swordsmanship is dead, but people are alive. Nandao is Senior Li's sword, you are you, you are too rigid about the unique skills of predecessors."
Zhou Fei was restless, and her anger was already high. After hearing this big and unjustifiable sentence, she thought, "What nonsense is it?"