The Sword of the Alien World

Chapter 77 Steps

"Where are the door owner and the young master?" The sound of the purple sword came through the forest behind the sword clan.

How do I know that the door owner should be with the young owner, so that we can rest assured that with the young owner, the door owner will not get lost.

"Everyone continues to look for it. Maybe the door owner is hiding in this area, and everyone has searched carefully."

"Yes, master." Dozens of men responded with ups and downs.

The sound from the forest gave the swords more or less confidence in their hearts. Fang Miaoyu raised the crossbow machine nervously, and the sharp arrow on the crossbow machine pointed straight at the bushes. Jian Xiao put his hand on the powerful man's crossbow machine in black, gently pushed it, and pushed the direction of the sharp arrow to Luo Beast: "Our enemy is him, and the people in the forest are my subordinates.

Hearing the words of the master who was not weaker than himself, Fang Miaoyu's sharp arrow pointed directly at the beast.

The different dust and the purple sword Wuya soon searched in front of the swordsmen. See the master of the family. The purple sword saluted endlessly.

"The Beast?" Strange dust stared at the master of the beast gang under Yuehui and threw it to the ground casually: "Master, two idiots of the beast gang were killed by us." Jianxiao stared, and the two bloody heads rolled in a small circle on the ground and rolled into the pit.

Jian Xiao had nothing to say. Looking at the sword clan, the two looked at each other and read a deep helplessness from each other's eyes. If Luo Beast had a good idea before, that is, the strength of Mo Villa and the beast gang did not conflict, then there must be a possibility of reconciliation between the two sides. After all, they are all Chinese, but There is no direct conflict of interest in the strength of the two wells that do not violate the river.

However, I'm afraid it's different now. Look at the heads on the ground, not the son and grandson of Luo Beast. Now the contradictions between the two sides are directly upgraded by a few times, in other words, they are not compatible. It doesn't matter if you don't share the world. After all, the people who want to replace Jimo's Jianghu status are almost full of rivers and lakes. The biggest loophole is that the sword clan and Jian Xiao can't fight together at all at this time, otherwise they will not choose to escape.

Luo beast stared at the two heads on the ground. This is the descendant of the beast gang, and now it has been destroyed in the hands of Jimo forces. The iron pinched tightly by the beast's hands, and the fingers kept ringing, like roasted broad beans, crackling.

Under the calm night sky, only the finger bones of the beast are ringing. The continuous sound really gave Jian Xiao and several people a headache, and the dust was even more like dead ashes. At this time, he finally understood why Jian Xiao and the others ran away without looking back.

"Who on earth killed my beloved son, my grandson?" The sound of finger bones stopped at some point. The sound of the beast resounded through the sky.

At this time, several people of the sword clan faced the enemy in front of them, and were out of breath by the aura. They still had time to speak. It was strange why the strength of Luo Beast at this time was more than the sword cast flat clothes at that time. The sword clan really didn't figured it out for a moment.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah." It was this sound that broke the seemingly calm atmosphere in front of him. As soon as Luo Shou heard this sound, his true anger suddenly deflated like a vented ball. The true anger quickly retreated, and the swordsmen breathed a sigh of relief. The time suppressed is like a century.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah." The sound of chun on the ground wrapped around their hearts like a three-day flute. When these damn Jianghu slag heard this ecstasy sound, they all rose up. The tall head of the ten-year-old second.

The swordsman looked down in astonishment and was speechless,,,,,,,,

The swordsman looked up at Fang Miaoyu, who waved his arm with * and looked helpless. Jianxiao was indeed a person who had been fighting for a long time. He was the first to come to his senses from this cry: "Pine flowers and hold Xiao Yu's sister to the back."

"I'll help her solve it." Dugu picking flowers flows down the waterway.

The people present sweated wildly. Jian Xiao blushed and scolded, "Unless you don't want it anymore."

"Oh." Hearing Jianxiao's warning, Dugu picked flowers and swallowed his saliva and retreated back with Xiao Yu in his arms.

"slowly." Luo Shou shouted fiercely, and his voice immediately turned calm: "The boy reported the beauty in your arms to me." As soon as Luo Beast's voice fell, Dugu Caihua's eyes became empty, and he foolishly hugged Xiao Yu and walked to Luo Beast.

At this time, the sword clan's eyes were full of horror. Previously, it was thought that Dugu Caihua would lose its soul because of the limitation of strength. Now it seems that it is not the case at all. The sword clan looked at Jianxiao at a glance: "Foul dementor?"

Jian Xiao shook his head: "Although there is this book in the library, the dust on it can choke a martial artist to death, so there is only one possibility, that is, the peerless secret book that is almost the same as dementor."

The swordsman nodded and said that the swordsman had seen the dementor in the library several times, and the dust on it could really choke a living person to death. So what kind of martial arts does Luo Beast practice? For a while, in addition to soul dementation, the sword clan could not think of any other martial arts that could control people's minds like dementors. The gap in strength is that high-level warriors can control low-level warriors, but it will cause Dantian's own strength to be alert and resistance.

This means that it is difficult for high-level warriors to suppress the same person, thus controlling the minds of other warriors twice. There is an exception to martial arts such as dementor.

The two swordsmen saw each other's shock from each other's eyes. The two uncles and nephews flew out almost at the same time. At the same time, the two weapons crossed the walking dead Dugu picking flowers and greeted the beast.

"Looking for death." Luo beast shouted two punches and drove the sleeve robe to hit Jian Xiao's uncle and nephew together, "Peng." With a muffled sound, the two uncles and nephews fell like a kite that had broken the line at the same time. Fang Miaoyu saw this and wanted to kneel directly. Such a master at the peak of the ninth floor of the realm of Shuntian knelt down in front of Luo Beast, so he really didn't have to think much about his situation on the ninth floor of Shuntianjing.

Fang Miaoyu's calm face suddenly cried when she saw the end of the two swordsmen, but the mourning and mourning. The frame of your death had to be fought down. * Quickly lift it, the small trigger was pressed, and the sharp arrow left the string and shot through the air.

The swordsman and Jian Xiao, who landed straight from the air, couldn't help cheering for the speed of Fang Miaoyu from the bottom of their hearts. It's really hard to see the nine-story sniper in the world, but how much hope Fang Miaoyu will have? This idea was ruthlessly abandoned by the two uncles and nephews, and the two powerless masters lay on their backs in the woods. Wait for Fang Miaoyu's failure.

Failure is certain. As for how to fail, it depends on Fang Miaoyu's creation. Anyway, he is now empty under a blow in Dantian, and there are no particles. The swordsman couldn't help but be a little depressed. In less than two days, their Dantian was consumed twice, and this time it was so simply consumed.

Fang Miaoyu shot an arrow, and his hands made a continuous arrow in the blink of an eye. He put the arrow into the groove. At the same time, he was not idle under his feet. He retreated three steps to the left and three steps back to the right. Suddenly, he leaned forward and took three steps. The people stood still at the speed of the clouds and flowing water, only Take a step.

The beast skimmed Dugu picking flowers and rushed directly to Fang Miaoyu. The beast fists made it as fast as a sail. Fang Miaoyu was actually not simple. The footwork under his feet was so wonderful that the well-informed swordsman really didn't see any clues for a while.

I only saw Fang Miaoyu avoiding the boxing style of hundreds of beasts by a little difference every time, and the crossbow machine in his hand continuously released countless arrow feathers under the rapid action. However, the battle situation still seemed helpless. Looking at Fang Miaoyu's speed, he seemed to have used his own skills, but although the arrow feathers were all in the branches, it was insoluble that all the arrow feathers fell to the ground.

Facing the sharp arrow with true anger, Luo Beast gently swept down the arrow feathers that had been shot like nothing, so that the fact that could not be covered up came out. It was only a matter of time for Fang Miaoyu to defeat.

The true qi in Luo beast's body is like inexhaustible. Sirius boxing, fists with wind, and under the moonlight, countless wolf shadows smashed out of Luo beast's fists. It is inconceivable that if Fang Miaoyu is punched, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"What are you still looking at, go." The swords may not see Fang Miaoyu's situation, but the experienced Jianxiao did think of it. Although the two guys are evenly matched, in fact, Fang Miaoyu must be really angry and dull.

Hearing the shout of Jian Xiao, Yijianchen and Zijian were boundless and left their respective disciples behind. Luo Beast is so strong that whoever is on the disciples in the door is purely cannon fodder. One of the two doorkeepers flew to the beast with a knife and the other with a sword.

Feeling the abnormal movement in the air, Luo Beast's left sleeve robe fiercely, and suddenly the two door owners fell straight. Luo beast used both hands, brushing his left hand and a Sirius fist in his right hand, and the huge Sirius came out of the fist of the beast. Fang Miaoyu did not have any time to rest. His footsteps followed a fixed route and went down. At the same time, his right hand habitually went to his waist. With this touch, his heart suddenly cooled down and his arrowhead was empty.

Luo Beast and others are now. He tightly seized this opportunity and punched up from the bottom right of Fang Miaoyu. The Sirius condensed by Zhenqi roared out, and Fang Miaoyu's face suddenly turned pale as paper. The footwork under his feet panicked because of the blink of an eye.

If this Tianlang fist continues, Fang Miaoyu will be disabled if he dies. Seeing that Fang Miaoyu's ending was about to be worse than that of the swordsmen's uncles and nephews, countless golden shiny short needles shot directly on the robes of the beast, and this time they were not shot to the ground as usual.

Those golden shiny short needles shot into the robe at a fast speed. Then came the beast's face as pale as paper.