Ji Yunchen's speech was a little out of breath, but his tone was very calm, as if the heroes and demons beside him had beaten human heads into dog heads, but he couldn't shake his dead calm.
The legendary descendant of the Northern Sword said: "There are nine types of Xuebreaker. Pi', 'impermanence', 'wufeng', when I was young, I was fortunate enough to see Senior Li once, and thought that his sword was the essence of 'wufeng', and the snow-breaking knife was in the hands of Master Li, I just happened to be I was fortunate enough to see her once, the essence of her sword is 'unmatched', little girl, you are neither Senior Li nor the master of Li, which style is your sword?"
At first Zhou Fei felt that this person had no energy at all, and even after so many people were tired, she didn't say anything, so she saw that he was a little angry and didn't want to listen to his nagging, but then she didn't know what was going on, and she actually listened to it inexplicably. , and when she heard the passages of "Wu Feng" and "Wu Pei", Zhou Fei felt as if an iron wedge had cut open her skull. Even if it wasn't a 'Dai Go' empowerment, at least it could be regarded as a sesame oil empowerment.
She couldn't help but paused in her hand, and was almost blocked in the crowd by the surrounded Qinglongzhong.
Zhou Fei thought: "Yes, when my grandfather died, my mother was not much older than me. She might have learned what kind of bear with that snow-breaking knife. She said that the snow-breaking knife was 'invincible', and it was inherited from the ancestors. It's not necessarily what I made up myself, why am I taking it as a standard?"
Since Zhou Fei came down from the mountain, she has not only seen eyes and knowledge.
In the past, she regarded Li Jinrong as a goal that she wanted to surpass in her dreams. On the one hand, Zhou Fei felt that the head of Li was nothing special. Sooner or later, there would be a day when she could easily grab the long whip from her mother's hand. On the other hand, Zhou Fei had an indescribable dependence on Li Jinrong—she subconsciously believed that even if the sky fell, as long as the head of Li was still there, the Forty-Eight Villages would not be buried in it, so what she said It must be irrefutable and indisputable. The kung fu she teaches must be the most authoritative. Zhou Fei is very concerned about her evaluation.
But this time, it seems to be the other way around.
Zhou Fei saw with her own eyes countless hardships in the world that she could not have imagined, and personally took on a little... Compared with Li Jinrong's insignificant responsibilities and pressures, only then did she know that the person in charge of Li Da was truly remarkable.
On the contrary, Li Jinrong's kung fu, although it is also first-class, but there are still such top-notch masters as the Four Demons of the Living Dead Mountains, the Big Dipper Greedy Wolf, and even Ku Rongshou.
This thought popped into Zhou Fei's heart. The original frame of the nine-style snowbreaker seemed to suddenly fall apart in her heart. Zhou Fei didn't even think about it. Going to the top, Zhou Fei took advantage of the situation and slid over with the blade - just like she used a wicker to slip through the pulling wire countless times!
When she slipped to the end, the blade in Zhou Fei's hand suddenly stood up. The word "Broken" was ready to be launched. The person in front of her had no time to react, and was stabbed in the opposite direction by the knife like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.
Zhou Fei kicked the corpse off the tip of her knife with one foot, then stretched out her hand to copy it, picked up the corpse's collar, and slammed it forward fiercely.
Although there are many differences in the world's formations, some principles are fixed. Although Zhou Fei has never learned it systematically, she is very talented in fighting...especially group fighting. A set of "Mayflies" is enough to give her even more power.
She knocked away the replacement, instead of walking forward, she took a step back, dangling her elbow, and placed it on the chin of a Qinglong cultist. , Zhou Fei slammed the back of the knife, followed his strength and swept out sideways, opening a small opening in the dense formation.
There were five or six Qinglong Cult members who saw this and rushed forward to intercept them. Zhou Fei seemed to have practiced the bone-shrinking technique. Halfway through the flow, the knife in her hand suddenly turned her face, and Zhou Fei turned back and slashed. With a knife, he threw forward in severe pain, and just fell on the blades of several companions, turning into a piece of bacon with several sticks pierced on the spot.
Zhou Fei immediately punched him in the entire mountain and sea formation, opening a hole. And she was already at the door.
At this time, I heard Liang Shang Xie Yun shouted, "Where's your 'Bone Gu San'?"
When his voice fell, Zhou Fei raised her sleeves knowingly. The group of Qinglong sect members who were blocking the door heard the threats and had a premonition that there was an evil thing that saw blood seal their throats, and couldn't help but take a step back together.
Zhou Fei chopped off the ankles of the slow retreating person with a knife, slammed the door of the inn with a bang, and swept back with a long knife, forcing back the Qinglong sect who wanted to get close to the door, and then opened the wooden door of the inn by herself. The group of stupid hats who had been fooled just now finally came to their senses. They were about to ram into the door, but they didn't stop. Dangdang slammed into a handful of "Bu Zhou Feng" in front of him, blood splashed on the door, and more Several corpses were left and became natural doorstops.
Xie Yun immediately shouted: "What are you doing, the formation has been broken, so there is nothing to be afraid of, why don't you fight back?"
In fact, the formation was not broken. It was just that Zhou Fei's speed was too fast, and the whole formation was restrained. At first glance, many people were standing in the wrong place. It's a pity that the old man in Jiulong was fighting with the fat shopkeeper, and he had no time to take care of him. Xie Yun's wicked words immediately took root, and immediately frightened the Qinglong Sect's ups and downs.
When the people in the inn who didn't have the strength to fight, immediately complained and complained, they wanted to take revenge, and they attacked Zhou Fei, who was blocking the door.
Xie Yun took the time to wink at Zhou Fei, and gave a thumbs up - you have the advantage of three feet green, I have a three-inch tongue, seamless and seamless cooperation.
Zhou Fei said, "Bah."
She turned her head away, too lazy to look at the hands and feet of this shameless thing, and used the ground to slap the stairway between the cracks of the stairs.
The situation in the field reversed immediately, the fat shopkeeper shouted, his hands clasped together, the pair of white and tender palms clasped the dagger of the old man of Nine Dragons in their palms, which meant that they were invulnerable, and then kicked horizontally, hitting Kowloon in the middle. The old man's side waist, the so-called "women are afraid of being hit in the stomach, men are afraid of being hit in the waist", Jiulong old man hit the front, and flew out sideways, hitting the pillar next to the wooden steps, if it is a porcelain man, I am afraid at this moment. Got kicked in half.
Jiulongsou gasped and raised his head inadvertently, and collided with Xie Yun, who was hanging in the air and hiding in the cracks of the wooden steps.
Xie Yun: "Ah yo, something is bad!"
When the old man of Jiulong saw this little white face, his heart cramped with hatred, and he only wished that he could smash Xie Yun's corpse into ten thousand pieces and feed it to the dog, and stabbed him with a sword.
Xie Yun was like a piece of paper, falling from the air with little effort, and as soon as his toes touched the ground, he slid away.
In the sealed inn, there seemed to be a gust of autumn wind for no reason - Mr. Xie was the fallen leaves that moved with the wind.
"Leaving Leaves" danced, and said unforgivingly: "Uncle, you can't just find soft persimmons, how much damage to your old man's reputation?"
While he was talking, he flew up to the second floor, turned back and smiled at Jiulongsou, and then fell through the hole that Jiulongsou had just stepped on. Jiulongsou was so angry that he was so angry that he chased after him. Unexpectedly, the fat shopkeeper Just waiting at the bottom of the cave, he immediately grinned and said, "Come down!"
The fat shopkeeper grabbed Jiulongsou's calf and dragged him down directly to the ground.
The fat shopkeeper looked up and saw that all the Qinglong cultists had gone through the mountains and seas, like a gang of headless rabble. Eighty-eight. The fat shopkeeper let out a low laugh and said to the old man in Jiulong: "Brother, if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself."
After he finished speaking, he twisted his big hand to break Jiulongsou's ankle.
At this moment, a very light "click" sounded. The inn was so noisy that even the fat shopkeeper didn't hear it, but Ji Yunchen and Xie Yun raised their heads at the same time and said in unison, "Be careful!"
There was actually a mechanical spring on the ankle of the old man in Jiulong. When the external force was pulled and twisted, a small iron arrow with a palm length flew straight towards the face of the fat shopkeeper. It was too late for the fat shopkeeper to hide. , he shouted loudly, smashed a leg of Jiulongsou, and then raised his hand to protect the front door, the small iron arrow was poking into his palm.
The fat shopkeeper's invulnerable hands seemed to be caught on the raging fire, and a scorching pain instantly swept his body, and the blood flowed out to be black - the iron arrow turned out to be poisonous!
Ji Yunchen's expression changed suddenly, and he stood up abruptly, only to see the fat shopkeeper pick up an axe that had been dropped by someone, shouted, and chopped off his right wrist with an arrow.
Ji Yun lost his voice: "Brother Hua!"
From the old man in Jiulong's plot to the fat shopkeeper's arrow breaking his wrist, Xie Yun didn't even have time to blink, he was already stunned.
After a long while, he whispered: "Hua? Could it be the 'Hibiscus Palm' Hua Zhenglong?"
The fat shopkeeper's face was blue and white, his head was full of cold sweat, and he was shaking involuntarily. The two rows of teeth kept colliding with each other, but he still squeezed a sentence from the gap between his teeth: "There are still people who remember me as an old man. Fortunately...fortunately."
Jiulongsou had one leg hanging on one side deformed, almost fainting from pain, panting on the ground like a dead dog for a moment, his cloudy eyes became clear again, when he heard the words "Hua Zhenglong", his eyes flickered, a The hand is about to reach into the bosom.
At this moment, the sharp sword light flashed, and Jiulongsou's pupils had only had time to shrink, but before they had shrunk in place, he had already become a "headless old man", and rolled out with a big head.
Zhou Fei, who arrived at some unknown time, turned away slightly, avoiding the blood that splattered Lao Gao, and frowned and glanced at Xie Yun and Ji Yun.
At this time, the Qinglong cultists, who had been blocked by Zhou Fei alone outside the inn, finally broke open the wooden door. , let the door stumble on a big horse, and then the man jumped up with lightning speed, turned around and ran away without saying a word.
The Qinglong sect outside the door suddenly dispersed, and in a blink of an eye, they ran clean, leaving a pile of blood, which stretched from the entrance of the Sanchun Inn to the long street.
Just now, they were alarmed by the sound of fighting. The vendors and people who closed their doors and windows one after another put up the windows again, and walked around as if nothing was happening. Everyone seemed to be used to this kind of scene, as if the pool on the ground was not human blood. , it's shit - there's nothing to watch out for other than being careful not to step on it.
The fat shopkeeper Hua Zhenglong stumbled to the next one, and Ji Yunchen hurriedly stepped forward to help him stop the bleeding and bandage. Seeing that everyone was very busy with the acupuncture point in the corner, no one paid any attention to him, so he sneered and said, "Furong God Palm, Nan Dao... Haha, he really deserves to be a descendant of the Northern Dao, even if he becomes a crippled person, There are also a bunch of dogs rushing to protect you..."
Before he could finish his words, Zhou Fei was already in front of him in a flash, raised his hand and slapped him with a big mouth, if the little white face's neck were a little thinner, she would have almost let her slap her head down. On one side, the white and clean face suddenly swelled up, and the thin melon seed face turned into an upside-down acorn!
Zhou Fei said neither lightly nor seriously: "If you spray feces again, your tongue will be cut."
Xie Yun hurriedly said: "Yes, this brother should hurry up and shut up, she can really do it!"
The little white face stared at Zhou Fei fiercely, as if fire was about to burst out in his eyes.
Ji Yunshen stopped the bleeding for the shopkeeper Hua, then sighed, turned back to Zhou Fei and slammed to the ground, then raised his head to look around the inn, and said to everyone, "Someone Ji has implicated all of you, it is truly irresistible to die. "
Xiaobai sneered, his acorn face hindered his performance, and his mouth was a little crooked. This person is really a natural bastard, and even if he was sentenced to cut his tongue, he had to talk to be disgusting. It doesn't matter, I'm just a dog with a wagging tail under the throne of Qinglong, but you killed his old man, broke his mountain, and publicly beat his old man's face, this matter can't be good, today One of the people here is one, and no one can escape!"
Ji Yunchen turned his head to look at him and sighed, "A Pei, if you are like this now, if you see your parents, I don't know how uncomfortable I will feel, don't hurt yourself any more."
When the little white face heard the word "parents", he was about to fall ill on the spot, his face immediately flushed red, and the blue veins on his neck swelled up to an inch high. : "You still have the face to mention my parents! You... "
His voice fell, and the ground suddenly shook for no reason.
The doors and windows that were erected all over the street were as if they had been rehearsed, and they were closed all at once, and the streets where people were still coming and going was gone in a blink of an eye.