Chapter 144 Heart Sword {Sorry, the update is late}

At this time, Zhang Wenfeng had no way to resist such an attack.

can only rely on speed to retreat and avoid the opponent's punch.

The other party did not use long-range attack spells or magic weapons, but chose to fight close combat. The boxing gloves seem to be only one magic weapon at most. In this way, the other party is also seriously injured and dares not use a powerful magic weapon.

Zhao Ke didn't know Zhang Wenfeng's idea, but this time he mobilized Zhenyuan. The meridians were painful, and it was as hot as if he had been burned. He snorted and forced himself to endure the pain.

"Is the speed of escape quite fast?" Zhang Wenfeng's speed was so fast that Zhao Ke was helpless for a while. At this moment, he stood in the position before Zhang Wenfeng escaped. The Zhenyuan in the body was secretly mobilized to heal the wounds. Under the gentle moisture of Zhenyuan, the pain of the meridians was relieved a lot.

"Aren't you going to escape?" Zhang Wenfeng smiled. He was not sure to deal with the other party, but he was not afraid at this moment. In the battle field, Xiandao had completely suppressed this group of demons. He reminded the other party.

Zhao Kewei looked sideways and knew that this battle was doomed to lose. If he wanted to save his life, he had no choice but to escape.

The timing is not right!

If you run away at this moment, it will be difficult to do the next thing. Thinking of the people who only ask for results and don't listen to their excuses, they will go back and die.

From the beginning, the refinery furnace tripod was blown up, and he had an inescapable responsibility. From that moment on, he began to lay out. This game was much better than he thought.

All this is due to knowing the news in advance that the Fire Gate is going to attack, otherwise, this game is not enough to be laid.

Speaking of accidents, that is, the drunkard in front of him has such a high cultivation. In addition to Wu Yi, who is famous for the third-rate sect of Huanglong Taoism, there is still such a master.

What's this guy's name?

Zhao can think about it, and it is not clear whether the other party has said the name. In short, he doesn't remember it.

"What's your name?" He opened his mouth slowly, and his voice was low, as if he were whispering.

Zhang Wenfeng was stunned. The question suddenly asked by the other party made him stunned for a while before slowly reporting his name. Zhang Wenfeng!"

Brother!

Just when Zhang Wenfeng reported his name, ten foundation-building disciples behind him set up a sword array to protect Zhang Wenfeng from afar.

"Take good care of him." Zhang Wenfeng saw a trace of disappointment in Zhao Ke's eyes, and his expression disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Brother?" One behind him walked out of the sword array, and the other nine children changed into a sword array, still defending Zhao Ke. This disciple doesn't understand how the senior brother can save a person.

"He is my little brother." He explained it.

"Xiao Fei?" This disciple unexpectedly reported Xiao Fei's name in one bite. He was a little confused, but he also came to an end.

Looking at the sleeping teenager in his arms, it is really difficult to connect with the manipulator of the power of the sword just now. This brother is really powerful. Has his pulse been condensed?

In his opinion, the power of that sword is difficult to send out without the cultivation of the condensation period.

**

"You five guys, where is the place in front?" Qin'er commanded several subordinates to subdue and taught them a lesson.

Tong Yao was aside and didn't say a word. She was very opposed to her sister's slaves, especially these five guys.

The only thing worthy of praise is that one of the cooking techniques is good. These meals are quite good. Although they can't be related to the food in the sect, they also have a unique flavor.

When I first came out, the food on the road was cooked by Xiao Fei. A few days after tracking Xiao Fei and Zhu Yi, every meal was quite uncomfortable, and finally had to eat Pigu Dan.

Qin'er's subduing these guys still has some effect, and she has to admit it.

"Where is a refiner?"

"Where is a group of demons?"

"There seems to be super high inside..."

......

The five people were talking and discussing what they knew, without any concealment at all.

"Sister, let's go and have a look quickly. I don't know where anything happened." Tong Yao was a little anxious and urged her sister a little uneasy.

"Sister, are we going to destroy that nest?" Qin'er is still fantasizing that if she can destroy the demon refinery, she will definitely have a lot more mission points this time.

"Go!"

Tong Yao nodded and looked ahead with a sad expression. Then she stepped and immediately shot at the opposite peak.

"Sister, what's wrong?" Qin'er had seen the expression on her sister's face change. She shouted in the back, stamped her feet anxiously, and said to the five men behind her, "Let's go first. You follow behind."

The five people answered in a daze, and in their eyes, they didn't see the obscene look of that day.

Qin'er chased after her sister with a puzzled face, "Sister, what's wrong?"

"There is a battle ahead." Tong Yao said lightly and couldn't feel her mood ups and downs at all.

"Is it Xiao Fei?" Qin'er's eyes suddenly sparkled. She had been looking for it for three consecutive days, but she couldn't find it. She was already extremely anxious.

Tong Yao doesn't say anything and doesn't say anything. In her heart, just like Qin'er, the idea of Xiao Fei in front of her flashed, and at the same time hoped that it was not.

The smell of blood floating in front of him must be so strong that the battle must be very tragic. If Xiao Fei and Zhu Yi are in it, then it must be more or less auspicious.

***

"Since you don't want to escape, then accompany me to fight!" Zhang Wenfeng's body burst into a strange fluctuation. His fighting spirit was surging, and he had made up his mind.

Kill the other party!

This is a challenge. On that day, if you can't protect your beloved, you will let your beloved disappear. Now that you know that your lover is still alive, he will have to strengthen his strength so as to protect his lover from harm.

"Do you want to kill me?" Zhao Ke felt in the other party's expression that the other party wanted to kill him. The evil smile rippled on his face, and it was not easy for the other party to kill himself as if he wanted to kill the other party.

"God has made us meet, and only one person is destined to survive." Zhang Wenfeng continued to drive Zhenyuan in his body. At this moment, there is a tendency to open up the places that could not make Zhenyuan reach.

True Yuan Flow, the originally injured meridians, coupled with the current meridians that continue to be opened, hundreds of severe pains come from the body. Under the severe pain, his muscles are beating slightly.

"You are already the end of the crossbow." Zhao Ke asserted.

At the same time, he also endured the severe pain and mobilized Zhenyuan. This time, the loss was huge, and the magic weapon collapsed. This loss is really too big.

"Well, you see, Mr. Zhao is going to use that trick?"

Really? It is said that his move is very horrible. The other person was a little scared when he spoke.

The two saw that Zhao Ke was stimulating spells, and at the same time stopped fighting with immortal disciples, paying attention to the power of Zhao Ke's move.

"This man must be dead. Mr. Zhao's magic weapon seems to have been given to him by his sister, and he will definitely grind the other party into meat sauce."

"What's the name of this move?" The other man looked gloomy. Is it wrong to join this camp? He is a little suspicious.

"Heaven and earth grinding wheel!" This person seems to be very familiar with it. When introducing it, his face was full of pride, as if this spell was issued by him. Originally, this grinding disc was a super magic weapon, and I don't know where Mr. Zhao found this magic. He continued to comment, "Although this magic is far from the power of the magic wheel of heaven and earth, it is also quite unbelievable."

I don't know when a dark shadow like a real grinding wheel appeared on Zhang Wenfeng's head and feet, in which the rolling power came out, forcing people who wanted to get close to want to retreat around.

In the face of such pressure, Zhang Wenfeng remained motionless, as if he had fallen asleep, and even the expression on his face had not changed.

Sword, what is a sword!

Sword spirit, sword spirit, sword light, sword light, these are all things related to sword cultivation.

In the practice of swords, there is a trick called the heart sword. After practicing this heart sword, you can practice sword spirit like silk. As long as you practice this move, you can set up a sword array between your hands.

"Heart sword, heart sword, heart sword..." Two words flashed in Zhang Wenfeng's heart and kept repeating.

Since the moment he collapsed the ghost sword, he vaguely felt the swordsmanship in this rumor - the heart sword.

He doesn't know how powerful this move is, but when he thinks about it, it must be amazing. Otherwise, he will not say that this move is enlightened, let alone be remembered by countless masters.

The terrible and amazing power is getting bigger and bigger, and the two virtual shadows are slowly approaching, crushing everything that blocks them.

Zhang Wenfeng's body came with a 'cluck' sound, and his bones made a slight sound. He still raised his eyebrows slightly. There is a trace of blood on the corners of his mouth.

Suddenly, a mysterious smile came out of Zhang Wenfeng's mouth, which looked more and more ferocious and horrible against the blood stains.

This is an involuntary performance in the face of death. Zhao Ke is very familiar with it. Under his own move, those guys will eventually make this look.

He knew that his victory was in hand, and the other party only relied on his own defense, completely ignoring the amazing power of his 'heaven and earth grinder'.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Zhang Wenfeng finally couldn't bear the pressure and shouted loudly, and his slightly opened eyes suddenly.

"Whew!"

I don't know where the three swords were shot from. Suddenly, they came to Zhao Ke. He was shocked. What kind of swordsmanship is this?

He doesn't know, but none of these three sword awns is inferior to the attack of the second grade flying sword, which makes him have to avoid the attack of these sword awns.

"Heart Sword!" Zhang Wenfeng seemed to be talking to himself and answering Zhao Ke's question.

Just as Zhang Wenfeng finished speaking, three swords came. Zhao Ke had just dodged three, and these three came again.

But what surprised him most was that the power of the other party's 'heart sword' was comparable to that of the second-grade flying sword.

A strong sense of crisis came, and the roots of the hair all over the body stood up. What should I do? He shouted in his heart.