Chapter 145 Wing-To Heaven

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It seems that Zhang Wenfeng is also aware of the swordsmanship in this rumor, and the power of each three swords is different. Sometimes it is amazingly powerful, and sometimes it is plain.

However, with this unstable move, Zhao Ke is also extremely defensive and has been completely in a passive trend.

The meridians in the body are getting more and more painful. Zhao Ke felt that every meridians had reached the limit, and every muscle was trembling.

"Whew..."

Eighteen sword lights in a row from six directions, up, back and forth, and three sword lights in each direction. Zhao Ke felt that Death was wading to him. The breath of death is getting stronger and stronger. I didn't expect to meet my opponent this time. Under this pressure, I stimulated the other party to understand the 'heart sword'.

Zhao Ke gave up his defense with a smile on his face. He has accepted his fate. This time he did lose himself.

Talent, maybe your talent is not as good as the other party, or you don't have the experience of the other party, or you don't have a stronger sense than the other party.

Only when you specialize in swords and are good at swords can you understand swords.

These words that someone had spoken before flashed in Zhao Ke's mind, and he smiled bitterly.

Suddenly, he felt that the fierce swords around him did not stab him, but pointed at him remotely, and the sword was full of energy and invaded the meridians. The pain from the skin is like a needle.

However, he doesn't care about the pain and can't feel it.

His eyes slowly opened, and the suspended swords around him were only three inches away from him. He asked calmly, "Why did you stop?"

Zhang Wenfeng is still immersed in his understanding at this moment, and the wonderful realm of 'heart sword' makes him very happy. Hearing the other party's question, he smiled and said, "The winner has been divided," and he looked around, and the demon had been killed cleanly. "I think it won't be good to let you go back."

Looking at the smile on the other party's face, those eyes were surprisingly bright, and they were no longer drunk at the beginning. Zhao Ke asked tentatively, "Do you want to recruit me?"

"You can also understand that." Zhang Wenfeng knows that the possibility of wanting to attract each other is very slim.

"You think," Zhao Ke showed a shocked look on his face. "It's impossible. I won't reveal any information." What he said is resolute.

Zhang Wenfeng showed a helpless look. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Since you don't want to tell me the news, and I don't want to kill you," he frowned in some embarrassment, "You'd better go!"

As soon as his voice fell, the eighteen swords suddenly collapsed, turned into a Taoist rune chain, and swayed in the air. Then, a sudden tremor suddenly dissipated in the air.

It seems that he suddenly can't control it. Zhang Wenfeng fell to the ground, pale and gasped.

Zhao Ke looked at it in shock. What's going on? Is the other party seriously injured? Or do you want to let yourself go?

He suppressed the idea that he wanted to sneak up, punched Zhang Wenfeng, and then quickly escaped.

"Chasing!"

Many disciples who had killed their eyes and saw a demon disciple running away, they shouted excitedly and chased Zhao Ke.

"Don't chase."

Zhang Wenfeng raised his hand slightly and motioned the disciples of Huanglong Taoist Temple to stop chasing.

"Come back." Lie Xian also shouted and ordered the disciples of the Fire Gate to stop chasing.

"Brother, that guy has been injured. Why didn't you kill him?" Zhang Yi's face was full of murder, his clothes were stained with blood, and even his white face was splashed with blood beads, looking more and more fierce.

"Brother Zhang, you must have a deep meaning." Lie Xian smiled. He shook his blood-stained clothes and strode towards Zhang Wenfeng.

"Brother Zhang, how are you?" Before he came to his side, he said with a smile on his face.

"It's okay." Zhang Wenfeng smiled at the corners of his mouth, picked up the wine gourd and poured a mouthful of wine into his mouth. There was a hot pain in my throat, and my body was a little cold because of the cold. At this moment, a sip of wine rose a warmth.

"What do you mean by letting that guy go?" Zhang Yi asked anxiously when he saw his brother's face caring about the other party.

"Ha ha," Zhang Wenfeng smiled meaningfully.

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In the dense woods, Qin Er stood on the treetops and looked at the battlefield in the distance.

On that battlefield, trees have been destroyed, and countless dead bodies lay on the ground.

"Wow," Qin Er smelled the strong blood in the air. When she saw the dead, she immediately made a sound of vomiting. She shook her body on the treetops and was a little unsteady.

"Where are they?" Tong Yao didn't seem to care about such a bloody smell. She stared at the battlefield and saw the disciples of Huanglong Taoist Temple at a glance, as well as Xiao Fei and Zhu Yi.

"Really?" Hearing Xiao Fei and Zhu Yi on the battlefield in front of her, Qin'er immediately suppressed vomiting and looked into the distance with an anxious face.

When she saw Zhu Yi and Xiao Fei sitting on the ground, her face changed greatly, "Sister, they seem to be injured."

"Hmm." Tong Yao nodded.

"Then let's go quickly!" After saying that, Qin Er didn't care that her sister agreed very much. She jumped down from the tree and ran to the battlefield.

Tong Yao showed a wry smile. At such an age, she suddenly remembered a word - the beginning of love. He shook his head slightly and followed his sister's footsteps and moved forward.

On the battlefield, immortal disciples were cleaning the battlefield. They took out magic weapons and fairy crystals from these disciples who were killed by themselves. At the same time, he is also burying his dead companion and kicking the demon disciple who died from time to time.

Xiao Fei had woken up at this time, holding two crystals in his hand, slowly recovering his true spirit, but his spirit was recalling the sword just now. The rainbow shadow sword was so powerful that he could rob the rest of his life, relying on Master Yuhua.

After thinking about it, the sword charm left by Yu Hua can kill the practitioners in the condensation period. The Hongying Sword is also so powerful, so how high is the cultivation of Master Yuhua!

It must be higher than Master Wei Yifei's cultivation, and I don't know why Master Yuhua escaped that day. It seems that he was also hunted down by the Fire Gate. Is Master a demon, a demon master who escaped from the Fire Gate?

No, Master Yuhua doesn't want to be a master of magic, and the disciples of the Fire Gate are abominable. Thinking of being detained by the disciples of the Fire Gate just now, a trace of dissatisfaction suddenly rose in his heart.

The water dragon swam happily again, and he felt that his cultivation seemed to have improved.

He really can't figure out why every time the true qi is consumed, his cultivation will soar. This one doesn't make sense.

"Brother!"

Suddenly, a crisp cry woke up Xiao Fei, who was thinking. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Qin'er running towards him with a happy face.

"Brother, are you all right!" Qin'er looked at Xiao Fei with great concern.

"It's okay." Xiao Fei shook his head with a smile and explained, "It's just that the real qi has consumed the drama."

"Brother, are you in danger?" Qin'er's face suddenly changed slightly and looked at Xiao Fei up and down, as if to find out where Xiao Fei was injured.

"Sister, sister, you are not in danger!" Xiao Fei looked at Qin'er's caring eyes and felt a little embarrassed. This feeling was very strange, and he immediately changed the topic.

"Of course, there is no danger. I also took five men." Qin'er mentioned that she had stopped her men, and her little face suddenly showed a proud look. It seems like he wants to make credit.

"My sister is so awesome." Xiao Fei did not disappoint Qin Er, and he praised him.

"Have you broken through the foundation?" Tong Yao noticed Xiao Fei's cultivation and immediately asked.

"Hmm." Xiao Fei nodded shyly.

"Wow, brother, you are so powerful that I have just reached the point of practicing qi." Qin Er pouted and looked unhappy. The gap between her and Xiao Fei suddenly made her feel bad.

"Don't worry. As long as the opportunity comes, the cultivation will grow rapidly. If the foundation is laid at the beginning, you can get twice the result with half the effort in the future, and it can hit a higher level." Xiao Fei was like an elder, naggingly preaching to Qin Er.

"Brother, did you meet your sister's adventure?" Qin Er asked with a smile.

"We were hunted down and strayed into a furnace tripod of a refiner." Xiao Fei said lightly and elaborated on the various experiences in the refinery tripod. Focusing on building such a foundation, which is very important for Qiner and Tong Yao.

They don't have this experience or knowledge about it. Although Xiao Fei's words are unclear, they still listen very seriously.

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"The whole army has been overturned." Yi Xiangtian said word by word. He was sitting on his throne at this moment, and behind him stood an enchanting beautiful woman, gently rubbing his temple.

"Please punish me." Zhao Ke knelt on the ground and kowtowed his head one by one. There was a tone of fear in his voice.

"You were stationed at No. 18 furnace tripod and were broken by the disciples of the Fire Gate and Huanglong Taoist Temple." Yi Xiangtian seems to be narrating and asking.

"Yes, it is mainly because the disciples of Huanglong Taoist Temple are destroyed in front."

"Oh, the disciples of Huanglong Taoist Temple are so powerful?" Yi Xiangtian looked at Zhao Ke meaningfully, "Raise your head."

Zhao Ke slowly raised his head and knew that it was time for Wings to declare his life and death to heaven.

He must come back. If he doesn't come and doesn't die, his family will die because of his escape.

"You are the only one who comes back alive." The plain tone of the wing to the sky made Zhao Ke more and more afraid. Whenever the wing made a decision to the world, he would use this tone.

"You are still smart and always the magic weapon of image transfer." The wing praised the sky.

"I can forgive you this time, you know what to do!"

"Thank you for not killing the great man. The little one will definitely repay the great man's kindness."

"Go!" Yi Xiangtian was very satisfied. He stretched out his hand a little and squatted down to make countless fragments like glass.

Zhao Ke, who was thousands of miles away, suddenly shook his body, and the magic weapon in his hand shattered into countless random. His consciousness was extremely painful, but he finally survived.