Chapter 89 See Fragments again

Chapter 90 See the fragments again

Of course, the sword clan in the grass is no exception. The sword clan stared at Xiao Yu's direction calmly and said, don't shout out if you want me to save people. However, the swords thought so at this time and did not say it. The ice true qi quickly gathered, and the true qi of water attributes was instantly taken back into the body by the sword clan, and the strong true qi was tightly suppressed by the sword clan in their own Dantian.

This gives the swordsman's Dantian a feeling that it is about to explode. Judging from the capacity of the sword Dantian, except for the ice that has been gathered like water, the rest of the whole Dantian is the fog-like ice breath. At this time, there must be no trace of ice overflowing your Dantian, otherwise the situation will become extremely dangerous.

Because,,,,,,,

As expected by the sword clan, the true spirit of the bald donkey swept the whole yard like a carpet. The vast sea and light green are as natural breath as life. This is the true qi of the wooden attributes of the people. In this true spirit of wooden attributes like a vast sea, the ice smell of the sword clan gathered in the Dantian of the sword clan, just like a small football.

Those wooden attributes of true qi even passed through the body of the sword clan. The sword clan hid in the grass and let these true qi pass through. They also hoped that they would not be discovered by the bald donkey Sanxiu. It is rumored that the power of the master of the master is in the late ninth level of Shuntian. I hope that he will not be discovered by the master of Sanxiu.

The swordsman secretly prayed secretly. With their current skills, it seems that the winning rate is really not good to win the Sanxiu superiors.

"Come out." The wooden attributes that swept up recede like a tide. Sanxiu Shangren's words penetrated into the ears of the sword clan, and the hearts of the sword clan hiding in the grass trembled. Was it found that the sword clan clenched the long sword around his waist and looked forward through the green grass.

The dense grass is about an arm (0.5 meters) high, which provides a certain opportunity for the swordsman to hide. The swordsman held his short breath, "Peng, Peng." The heartbeat made the swords themselves a little frightened. In this way, the swords crawled motionless in the grass.

"Is Sanxiu looking for me?" Dressed in black, he couldn't see any face under the demon moon, but a pair of black eyes looked sharp and gloomy.

"Who are you?" Sanxiu's superior pushed Xiao Yu away and slowly walked out of the cabinet.

"Zen, this so-called holy place is just so dirty." The strong man in black raised his right hand and rotated a few times in the air, and a handle * appeared in the hand of the strong man in black. Under the demon moon, the silver glow sprinkled on the top of *, which was particularly dazzling.

When Xiao Yu and the swordsman in the dark saw the crossbow machine, they were full of joy in their hearts. The strong man in black standing not far away was not the sniper Fang Miaoyu, who would it be.

"Uncle Fang." Xiao Yu gave a soft call, straightened up her clothes and walked out of the cabinet.

"Be careful." The heart of the swordsman came to his throat. Seeing Xiao Yu's action, the crossbowman Fang Miaoyu was also weak and shouted out.

Before Xiao Yu could clearly see the movements of Sanxiu's superiors, she only saw a point on her waist and her whole body softened, and Xiao Yu fell to the ground. The swordsman in the grass could only sigh. If he had untied Xiao Yu's cartilage at that time, maybe Xiao Yu would not have suffered so much. Think back and look back.

"Are you going to shoot me?" The casual man seemed a little idle and elegant: "Does a crossbow sniper also want to rely on that crossbow machine to kill people?"

"I didn't expect that the new master of the Zen sect would be so despicable and dirty. He claims to be a sage and a good man. It's simply the garbage in the scum, the scum in the garbage.

The swordsmen in the grass were stunned. Why are these words so familiar? The idea of the swordsman flashed and remembered that Xiao Yu, the curses were really endless when she scolded and picking flowers. I thought that Fang Miaoyu's words were all learned from Xiao Yu's mouth. What kind of lady there were, what kind of guards there were.

The Sanxiu superior seemed to be really useful when he heard this: "You scold, the more fiercely you scold, the worse your young lady will die." After saying that, the superior went to play Fang Miaoyu step by step. The powerful aura pressed directly to the sniper in the stone floor.

Fang Miaoyu lightly waved his long sleeves and said, "You are just a nine-story of Shuntian realm. Am I afraid that you won't do it?"

The Sanxiu master obviously hesitated for a moment: "Really?" Sanxiu's right hand poked out, and in the loose fist, it was not a simple hidden weapon. A strong pressure emanated from the hands of Sanxiu's hand, which made the swordsman, who had always been familiar with this breath a little surprised.

It was not only the swordsman, but also Fang Miaoyu, who was a little frightened and said, "What do you want to do?"

"absorb your power and make me stronger." Sanxiu Shangren took a step forward, and the short steps were really murderous. The swordsman in the grass touched the Xuanhun jade fragments in their sleeves.

Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not Taiwan. Originally, there was nothing, where did it stain the dust?

The corners of the sword clan's mouth touched slightly, meditating on the master he was familiar with, and the black breath was suddenly tightly suppressed outside the sleeves by the sword clan.

took a small step and withdrew his hand from the air: "Today I will use your lives to sacrifice this mysterious soul fragment in my hand."

"You" Fang Miaoyu meditated strangely and looked next to her, surrounded by weeds, but those grasses could already cover up her daughter. Fang Miaoyu glanced suspiciously and said for a long time, "Why didn't I see anyone else?"

The Sanxiu Shangren did not answer Fang Miaoyu's question, but looked at the hiding place of the sword clan: "Isn't it still coming out? Whose eyes can a person in the early stage of Shuntianjing avoid?"

The swordsman hiding in the grass hesitated for a moment before standing up. Fang Miaoyu glanced at the costume of the swordsman: "Kid, you are finally willing to put down your tall costume."

The swordsman didn't say anything. He took off the ice blade at his waist and bowed his hand: "The younger generation, see the Sanxiu superior."

Sanxiu's face is not good at all, and the green looks particularly ferocious: "It's you."

Fang Miaoyu patted the swordsman on the shoulder: "What can I do to defeat this guy in front of me?"

Hearing this sentence, the sword clan shook his head: "The power of the Xuanhun chasing jade fragments is not ordinary, and it is difficult to win."

Sanxiu nodded with approval: "It's good to know, so you surrender obediently. I just need to take away the fragments on your bodies."

"Fragments?" Fang Miaoyu looked at the swordsman: "Is that fragment still on you?"

Looking at Fang Miaoyu's doubtful expression, the swordsman nodded: "What's wrong?"

"I thought the owner of the devil's door would study this fragment. It seems that I am the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."

Of course, the swordsman understands the meaning of Fang Miaoyu. Taking it to study is just a nice statement said by Fang Miaoyu. The word robbery may be the meaning Fang Miaoyu wants to express.

But is it time to talk about these things? The swordsman and Fang Miaoyu looked forward at the same time, with only one enemy in front of them.

Under the silver glow, I only saw Sanxiu's superiors pinching his right hand tightly. It was like an iron fist, and his finger bones sounded in an instant. It was not like a broad bean, but it looked very dull.

"No matter what the Xuanhun Chasing Jade looks like, it flows out of Zen, so no one can stop us from recovering the fragments of Xuanhun Chasing Jade."

"If the superior needs it, I will give it to him." The sword clan took out the fragments of the mysterious soul chasing jade from their arms, and an evil aura emanated from the fingertips of the sword clan. This momentum alone is enough to be comparable to the peak of the nine levels of Shuntian realm. The sword clan who took out the fragments inadvertently glanced at Fang Miaoyu.

Calm, absolutely calm. When his brother saw the Xuanhun chasing jade, it was ** naked plotting, and the person who could maintain such a calm under the Xuanhun chasing jade ** showed the horror of this person. When the swordsman thought of this, he couldn't help but calm down. The alert is also increasing exponentially.

"Really?" The bald donkey withdrew his right hand, and a trace of hope leaked from his eyes.

Seeing this, the swordsman was even more disgusted, but when they thought of Wanrong and Shun'er, the swordsman had to put up with it: "But the superiors have to let my cousins go."

"Do you mean those two cute girls?" A trace of saliva flowed from the corners of the man's mouth, which made people feel extremely disgusting.

The swordsman nodded with a strong urge to vomit.

"They have promised to step into the empty door and become nuns, so they no longer belong to the three worlds, let alone the five elements."

The swordsman and Fang Miaoyu looked at each other, and both of them read contempt from each other's eyes. Even if it was in the dark, they still saw it so clearly.

Looking at Sanxiu, he is not going to release people. The sword clan does not hesitate to pull out the ice blade, and when necessary, they still have to rely on fists to solve it. This is really a truth that has remained unchanged since ancient times.

Under the glory of the demon moon, the tip of the cold blade points directly to the scattered man outside the ten arms (equivalent to 5 meters of the earth). Fang Miaoyu glanced at Xiao Yu on the ground, * and immediately raised it. The sharp arrow was put on the string, and the blade light flowed and looked murderous.

Slowly opened the right palm, and the clenched palm slowly opened. The black mystery fragments seemed to have been fully integrated into the body of the master. Sanxiu's half-closed eyes slowly opened, and a powerful aura formed around Sanxiu's superiors.

"In the early stage of the tenth floor of Shuntianjing." The swordsman and Fang Miaoyu felt this powerful aura, and the alert in their hearts rose straight. The weapons in their hands were tightly grasped, and their palms were full of sweat. The steps under his feet are also walking separately, one left and one right.

What is placed in front of the two heroes is a battle with no chance of winning. Because no matter from which aspect, the sword clan and Fang Miaoyu may not be able to win the scattered master in front of them.