Zhao Qiusheng's scalp exploded. Although he always felt that Zhou Fei had a bad temper and didn't like her very much, he absolutely couldn't let her have an accident under his nose. Otherwise, how could he explain it to Li Jinrong
He scolded these young people for being unreliable, and he couldn't care whether Zhang Bolin's old man had the upper hand or the disadvantage. Even if he wanted to move forward, he had to stop Kou Dan before Zhou Fei. If you like to play and watch, you can come here, but whether it's Zhou Fei or Kou Dan, the movements are actually much faster than he imagined.
Kou Dan didn't expect that a little girl like Zhou Fei was actually provoking her. She raised her long eyebrows and looked at Zhou Fei with a little surprise, but she was not polite because she underestimated the enemy.
Kou Dan's whole body floated back a few feet as lightly as flowing clouds and fluttering catkins. At the same time, with a light twist of his long fingernails, he shook something off Zhou Fei's body.
That is what Kou Dan became famous for. It is called "Misty Rain". It is a small needle thinner than a hair. It is almost invisible and intangible. Beneath these tiny little needles.
Zhao Qiusheng didn't see Yan Yucong, but he saw Kou Dan's movements clearly. Before he could say a horrified "be careful", the two had already exchanged hands for a round in the blink of an eye, only to see Zhou Fei's Wangchun Mountain. Without being unsheathed at all, the long knife made an elegant arc in the air, knocking out a soft sound, and seven or eight small needles like ox hair fell to the ground one after another.
Zhao Qiusheng stopped his feet that had slipped out two steps in shock, stared at Zhou Fei's back thoughtfully, and said to himself, "Where is this girl's skill so honed?"
"Zhou Fei," Kou Dan became cautious and repeated Zhou Fei's name in a very serious manner, as if seeing her in his eyes for the first time. I have never experienced the power of a snowbreaker."
Zhou Fei pushed Wangchun Mountain away without saying a word—she knew that she couldn't be better than Kou Dan, and the only thing she could rely on was her familiarity with Sect Master Mingfeng, who had never met before.
Lianji was built by the core disciple of Mingfeng Sect with all her heart and soul. The monster in the water was half of Zhou Fei's master. She had been soaking in the dark Ximo River for three years. With the feeling she has cultivated countless times, Zhou Fei can avoid most of the misty rain needles.
"Wangchun Mountain" was beaten according to Li Zheng's knife. It was a bit too long for Zhou Fei. The heavier the knife, the lighter the person would appear. The contrast between the two sides has a strange and solemn sense of incongruity. Stand firmly there.
When facing the Big Dipper Shuangxing, she had a peerless high-handed Jiuniang behind her. When facing Zheng Luosheng, Ji Yunshen just let her delay the time, and did not ask her to really fight with the Azure Dragon Lord. At that time, she hadn't slept well for three days, and she was thinking about the last battle - if she lost, she could only accept it. Anyway, she faced the battle with dignity.
At this time, standing in front of this once-famous assassin, Zhou Fei knew very well that behind her was the Forty-Eight Villages whose lives were hanging by a thread. Without Duan Jiuniang's support, time could not wait for a miracle. It has to be explained here.
Kou Dan was not the most formidable enemy she had ever encountered, but she was the first enemy that she knew of the gap between the two, but had to bite the bullet and had no way out of her back.
"When you speak, on the one hand, you have to be careful and firm." Xie Yun told her the last sentence, "But when you reach the step of drawing the knife, shut up and shut your eyes, and take your whole soul. It's all condensed on the edge. Don't think about winning or losing, and don't think about the outcome."
Zhou Fei took a deep breath, gathered the thousands of thoughts that had begun to emerge into one, forcibly pressed it down, and turned the tip of the knife, pointing at Kou Dan.
Assassins in Mingfeng Tower don't pay attention to those polite manners, Kou Dan sensed Zhou Fei's temperament, and even if he thought of her as the one who hit him, Kou Dan took out a scorpion's tail from his long sleeve. The short hook, he suddenly stepped forward without saying hello.
She was dressed in a short dress, only the sleeves were wide and long, like two top-heavy butterfly wings. An icy dark fragrance swept along her long sleeves. The next moment, Zhou Fei was surrounded by her mist and rain.
Kou Dan sprinkled a handful of apricot blossoms in the late autumn when the green trees were still thick—the clothes were wet and everywhere—those needles were so dense that a layer of fine needles condensed up around Zhou Fei. "White fog", being swept by Mingfeng's needle tip is not fatal, what is fatal is the poison that seals the throat with blood on the needle tip.
At this time, Zhou Fei suddenly moved.
Using fast to make fast, she chose the "wind" style without hesitation.
Ku Rong's true energy flickered along with the light of the knife, and the back of the long knife was stimulated by the inner strength of the two, and a circle of fine needles stuck on the back of the long knife, wrapping the dark long knife in a fire tree and silver flower.
At this moment, Zhou Fei seemed to return to the Xi Mo River where she had been soaked for three years.
Lianji roared, and endless murderous intent entangled her around her. She seemed to have just experienced a "closed-eye meditation" forced by Yu Lao to forcibly enter meditation. Every subtle angle is reflected in her heart exactly.
Suddenly, it doesn't matter whether it's Kou Dan or the machine in front of you, something in Zhou Fei's heart is about to come out—
Just at this moment, Wang Chunshan collided with the short hook in Kou Dan's hand, and Zhou Fei's wrist jerked violently, and the thin needle on the knife body fell off.
Kou Dan squinted his eyes, the short hook stuck on the back of Wang Chunshan's knife, and then she let out a low voice, and passed the force along the short hook, and the long knife was stuck to the point of motion.
At the same time, Kou Dan suddenly opened his mouth, and a blow arrow the size of a thumb hit Zhou Fei in the face.
At this time, the distance between the two was only a knife away. If it were Li Jinrong or Zhao Qiusheng, they could have slapped them with one palm and forcibly grabbed their weapons, but there was almost a generation gap between Kou Dan and Zhou Fei, even if Ming The Feng Assassin lineage has many strange skills, and the hard skills are not so solid. As the head of the faction, Kou Dan's skills are not comparable to Zhou Fei.
At this time, Zhou Fei was either nailed by the blowing arrow, or forced to let go of the knife.
And what the fate of abandoning the knife in front of the owner of "Misty Rain", even Li Yan knew, Li Yan was so frightened that she didn't know who to call for help, and a lot of names of uncles and uncles around her rushed to her lips. It was all stuck in her throat, her hands and feet were cold, and she didn't even make a "meow".
Xie Yun's hand retracted into his sleeve.
At this moment, Zhou Fei suddenly pressed the handle of the knife and let go.
Wang Chunshan pressed an arc in the wrestling between the two sides. Zhou Fei let go of his hand, and the blade suddenly trembled. The long sleeves are in front of him.
Zhou Fei won this moment for herself, she ducked the blowing arrow with her head sideways dangerously and dangerously, and then reached out and pulled the trembling hilt of the knife and slammed it forward.
Wang Chunshan went in through the middle of the short hook, and the tip of the knife swung gently in the extremely small space for movement, which turned out to be another move in the "unwind". Due to the limitation of the short hook, her movements were very slight, but Extremely precise - like a pervasive breeze!
The sharp point of the knife suddenly cut open Kou Dan's long sleeves. At that time, Kou Dan only felt that he was holding a poisonous snake in his arms, neither grasping nor letting go.
Angrily, she was able to use her strength, and desperately pressed Zhou Fei's long knife down.
But as soon as this palm came out, Kou Dan did not feel Zhou Fei's resistance.
Zhou Fei's sinister move just now seemed to be a false move, and the knife in her hand sank with Kou Dan's strength effortlessly, causing the assassin chief to slam his foot into the air.
Kou Dan staggered a small step subtly, the short hook trembled, and she secretly screamed "bad" in her heart. Sure enough, Zhou Fei saw that the needle was inserted into the seam, and the long knife that was stuck in the short hook "in prison" immediately turned from false to solid. , swept Kou Dan's instep from top to bottom.
Kou Dan's embroidered shoes were embroidered with three yellow flowers that bloomed side by side. Zhou Fei slashed down, just connecting the three flower hearts into a line, not much, not much!
Sen Ran's blade flew past Kou Dan's instep, she suddenly changed her movement, took a half step back, and flew towards Zhou Fei.
Zhou Fei twisted her wrist, and her whole body flew up together with Wang Chunshan, and spun in the middle of the short hook—this was her third move, "Wind".
Kou Dan moved his leg, and there was a tiny gap on the short hook. Zhou Fei's long knife escaped in an instant. After that, she didn't stop, striding forward like a cloud and flowing water, turning around, and the knife opened and closed wide and wide. The ground smashed down - it seemed that the small whirlwind instantly became a sharp blade that severed the Tianhe.
Everyone present was stunned to see how she changed her moves!
Kou Dan had taken three steps back in a row, dodging in embarrassment, the bun on his head was agitated by the wind of the sword, and the blue silk on his head suddenly drooped his shoulders and backs.
This almost magical sword made Zhao Qiusheng raise his heart to his throat, only to be dazzled, and immediately called out "good sword" sincerely.
It was only at this moment that the hesitation and hesitation that Zhou Fei had forcibly suppressed just now vanished, and she finally realized that there was only a knife in her heart.
For the past six months, although Zhou Fei has been diligent and has new insights every day, there has always been a vague layer between her and the Snow Breaker, which has been touched several times but has not been able to be pierced.
And that layer of "window paper" finally broke when she had no choice but to retreat.
"A routine of swordsmanship is dead, but people are alive..."
"You are neither Senior Li nor the head of Li Da, which style is your knife in?"
The last three styles of breaking the snow, "no front", "matchless" and "impermanence", Li Zheng is the master of the Nandao collection, with profound skills, almost to the point of "big skill and clumsy" and "sharp edge without sharp edge", so he The snowbreaker is "no front".
Li Jinrong Tian was a prodigy. He was frivolous and self-willed when he was young, but changed in an instant. Countless difficulties and obstacles weighed heavily on her like forty-eight mountains that could not be escaped. Ya moved forward, and over time, she sharpened herself to be invincible, so her snowbreaker was "incomparable".
However, Zhou Fei's snow breaking knife was learned in a hurry. Li Jinrong passed this set of knife skills to her with the heart of "I will teach you to try it, if you really can't learn it", she was highly praised by countless seniors. The person shook his head, and when he was forced to drive the ducks onto the shelves again and again, the sword took a slant, and the snowbreaker was regarded as a flower that could be grafted at will - withering the glory, the sword intent, the water and the silk... Even cheating, arresting Wherever she inserted, she gradually honed her own knife.
Impermanence.
Her knife suddenly seemed to have a soul in cold iron, and the tiger grew wings.
And Zhou Fei was like a child who stepped on countless broken corpses and rubble and looked out of the wall. In the sinister circle of "Misty Rain", she finally picked up the stained glass window at the top of the wall and was able to look out to the sky beyond the wall. Absolutely, endlessly.
But even if she crossed the 100,000 mountain in her heart in an instant, outsiders would not be able to see it.
In the eyes of other people, Zhou Fei just used a handful of Wangchun Mountain in her hand to perform dizzying flower work, shuttled through the mist and rain, and the leaves did not touch her body, and she also dismissed Kou Dan with a blank face. bun!
Zhang Bolin was clearly forced by Gu Tianxuan to the left and right, but seeing this scene, he still found a bit of schadenfreude in his busy schedule, and said with a smile, "Hahaha, that's right!"
Then the extreme joy gave birth to sadness, and Gu Tianxuan stabbed his left arm with a sword.
After Zhao Qiusheng went through extreme worry, horror, and shock, he felt a little uncomfortable at this time. He thought sourly in his heart: "Their accomplishments in the Li family's swords are really unique and blessed, hum!"
With all kinds of tastes, Zhao Qiusheng finally remembered the "Zhang Evil Dog" that he had forgotten, and he took up his sword and said, "Zhang, you still have a smile on your face! Isn't it a mere Beidou dog? I'll help you! "
The situation in the field changed suddenly, Zhou Fei held Kou Dan alone, and with the addition of Zhao Qiusheng, the two masters joined forces and went back and forth for several rounds, and Gu Tianxuan's forehead also saw sweat.
Forty-eight villages crowded up, the men in black who would commit crimes in the future and Ming Feng of the rebellion blocked in the middle.
At this moment, a signal bomb suddenly rose from the east and blew up the heavy sky.
Gu Tianxuan abruptly withdrew from the standing circle and laughed lowly.