Chapter 90 Broken Kite

The swordsman and Fang Miaoyu, one holds a cold ice blade to protect his chest, and the other raises the crossbow machine in his hand to the scattered master not far away.

The pre-war tranquility makes this place look strange and horrible. The three masses of true qi are all generated by themselves, and the aura formed by the three different attributes of true qi converge at the intersection of the three people, one white, green and one blue. The three colors of true qi are constantly intertwined in that place.

Fang Miaoyu's meridian attribute is water, which is similar to the sword clan itself. Although he has been practicing cold ice strength, and the white true qi emitted is also cold ice true qi, this cannot change the fact of the sword clan's own attribute, because the ice attribute is also a branch of the water attribute meridians. It is still inseparable from the five attributes of water, soil, gold, fire and wood.

Sanxiu Shangren took a step forward at will. Just this small step away, the feeling of chest tightness between the sword clan and Fang Miaoyu was suppressed like Mount Tai. The bean-sized sweat beads stayed with the forehead of the sword clan, and Fang Miaoyu was sweaty at the same time. On the contrary, looking at the master of Sanxiu, this person looks relaxed and comfortable.

Xiao Yu's turtle, whose clothes were a little messy, huddled in the corner of the wall, and his shoulders couldn't help trembling. The strong aura pressure of the repair also made Xiao Yu uncomfortable. The former beauty looks pale and faded at this time.

All this fell into the tense eyes of the sword clan. It was nervous and terrible. The heart of the sword clan was like drumming and couldn't calm down. Compared with the scattered cultivation in front of him, although the Luo beast was more powerful when it absorbed the mysterious soul and chased jade, it scattered the baldness in the ability to control the aura field. The donkey is obviously better.

"Do you still want to resist?" Sanxiu's words are loose and strong. A small step moved the powerful true qi and immediately concentrated on the swordsman.

With a sound, the swordsman retreated by half a step, and the true spirit in Dantian felt like an air plug being suppressed back. The sword clan is unspeakable, and this scattered bald donkey's use of the aura is more powerful than the Luo beast.

The quiet and dead atmosphere makes people feel very stuffy. The demon moon in the sky crossed, a dark cloud covered the moon in the sky, and the darkness shrouded the earth.

In the darkness, the Sanxiu superior moved another step forward. In a small step, the green true spirit pressed on the swordsman, and the Sanxiu superior, who had been silent for a long time, finally said: "Do you think you two can save that little girl?"

"The bald donkey died." Fang Miaoyu calculated the time, and it was already a later time. If he didn't do it again, it would be too late. The bald donkeys of Zen Buddhism have always got up very early. The short arrow flew through the air to Sanxiu, and the sharp arrow broke through the air. Fang Miaoyu's agile skills ran in the other direction without hesitation. In the short blink of an eye, Fang Miaoyu had shot two arrows in a row.

The sword clan, who had been waiting for a while to move, quickly jumped back, and the cold ice blade in his hand drew a semicircle in the air, and a round white true gas was cut at the Sanxiu superior.

Zen is always Zen. Strong, strong and hard are the biggest characteristics of Zen martial arts. Sanxiu's superiors drank in a low voice, and a green lustrous true qi covered the top of Sanxiu's superior's head, and his bare head directly faced the true qi ejected by the sword clan and Fang Miaoyu. Ding. Ding. Ding three times in a row, two sharp arrows were broken, and the true spirit of the sword clan disappeared invisibly.

At the feet of the sword clan, a layer of white true air immediately wrapped the sword clan's feet. The sword clan did not hesitate, and the cold and bone-piercing true spirit was quickly condensed on the blade by the sword clan. The constantly rotating true qi forms a high-speed rotating true qi spiral on the blade of the sword clan. The true qi in the Dantian of the sword clan is quickly injected into the blade, and the circle condensed by the true qi is gradually increasing.

"Hear him." The swordsman didn't think about it, so the other party Miaoyu told him. The mind quickly returned, and the sword clan continued to control the energy circle of their blade without hesitation.

Fang Miaoyu doesn't need to look at it, but with his own true qi perception, you will know what the swordsman is doing? Since he knew how the swordsman was acting, the crossbow machine in Fang Miaoyu's hand was not allowed to launch. He jumped several times in a row. Fang Miaoyu quickly rushed into a grass, and the crossbow machine in his hand shot two arrows in a row.

At this time, Sanxiu Shangren also felt the power of the tricks run by the sword clan at this time. This power makes Sanxiu have a sense of danger. The master's intuition will not go wrong, which is the intuition of Sanxiu Shangren's intuition. This intuition will be possessed by almost every master in the world, and it is very accurate.

The man's sleeve robe was swept away and the two short arrows that shot powerfully were directly removed. There is no way to follow the difference between each layer of heaven. Three and four layers, six and seven layers, nine and ten layers. Among the ten levels in Shuntian realm, the difference between these three stages is even greater.

Fang Miaoyu is a rare martial artist in the world. His own skills have reached the level of the ninth level of Shuntian Realm, and he used Xuanhun Chasing Jade in the case of scattered cultivation. However, it can be seen how powerful the role of Xuanhun Chasing Jade is, just like the previous Angles. Dongtu, or Zhu Jianzhangping, or Luo Beast's promotion of the same strength is in a frenzy state.

The monk easily brushed the two sharp arrows, put his hands into palms, and patted the swordsman.

The rapid wind and powerful aura doubled the pressure of the sword clan. Looking at the true air circle condensed on their ice blade, the heart of the sword clan was a little cold. The cold blade must have a process of gathering true air, so that the continuous enrichment of the true air circle will form a true air mass similar to the vacuum state under the guidance of the cold ice blade.

The next thing is very simple. You just need to push out the true spirit on the blade of the ice. The accumulated instantaneous explosive power of true qi can definitely tear most enemies, which is why the sword clan defeated the public loss. The problem now is that the ice blade cannot be formed in a short time. Because

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The strong wind went straight to the swordsman, and his robes. Under this wind, the hair is forced back in a straight line like the thorns on the hedgehog. At the same time as the strong wind, there is also an extremely domineering green attribute. The dark green color makes people feel extremely thick and also makes the swordsman's heart rebirth.

There is a kind of wooden meridians in the world who specialize in practicing poison skills. What kind of people will be? You don't have to guess that it must be a kind of poison.

The swordsman saw a strong true qi and a dark green true qi. At the same time, while flying towards themselves, the swordsman had no admiration in their hearts at this time. All that was left was fear. In the six years, he encountered this situation for the first time. The true qi was constantly strong and highly poisonous. This is the sword clan I have never encountered a situation before. Can I avoid it?

The swordsman doesn't know that he has to sit down and wait to death like this? It seems that this is not his character. From the time he came to this world, the swordsman has chosen to fight constantly. Countless pictures flashed in the mind of the swordsman in a trance. In the past and present life, they will die if they don't fight. It is the law of the world.

In less than a breath, countless pictures have been transformed in the swordsman's mind, and the fear in his mind has been swept away, leaving only four short words "death without war". The swordsman picked up the ice blade in his hand, and he couldn't care so much at this time. The blade had not fully formed, so he could only use it.

"The cold blade is cut." The blade in the hand of the sword clan raised above his head and split into the scattered upper man who rushed up. Only a roar was heard. Two different breaths swept away from the sky. One was as natural as a forest, spreading the whole air with the freshness of rotten soil, while the other was indeed cold to the bone. Fang Miaoyu below felt a chill in her bones. Even the grass under the place where the swordsmen originally stood became grass popsicles. This shows how cold the air there is

The smell of white ice quickly dissipated in the air. The whole body of the sword clan fell down like a broken kite. On the contrary, it was still energetic. It is in high spirits.

Fang Miaoyu ran directly to the place where the swordsman fell and catched the fallen swordsman. The swordsman in front of him was pale and colorless, and his hands hung weakly aside. Fang Miaoyu's middle finger was as if the breath of the sword clan was not there. It seems very weak. The index finger holds the meridians of the sword clan, and the body is even more empty. The Dantian is exhausted and weak, and there is no phenomenon of true qi.

"Is this what the young owner of Jimo Villa looks like?" Sanxiu looked at the swordsman lying in Fang Miaoyu's arms sarcastically and sarcastically said.

"Master of Zen sect, no matter what Suo Xian's nephew did wrong? If you want to kill the young owner of Jimo Villa, do you have to ask their parents? After all, Jimo Villa is at least a martial arts hero.

"When he killed our former master, did he think about what consequences he would bring to himself?"

"Maybe the loser did something unseemly." Fang Miaoyu asked harshly.

"My brother did a job that I'm sorry for my colleagues in martial arts?" Sanxiu looked at Fang Miaoyu contemptuously and said, "My brother has been benefiant and righteous since he entered the Zen sect. He has been walking around the world for more than 30 years and is more benefactorous to the world. May I ask anyone in the world who has not received my brother's help."

"At least I haven't. Fang hasn't had any deal with the so-called Zen people since he entered the world." Fang Miaoyu's face was firm, and the steps under his feet were also moving secretly.

"You're just drilling into the horns." After saying that, the two palms carried down the two true spirits again. This time, Fang Miaoyu saw it clearly. The dark green true spirit kept getting bigger. At first, there was only one size of a table tennis ball and soon the size of a bowling ball.