Chapter 91 Casting Sword Zhang Ping's appearance

"Retake the move. Fumo's palms were split by the palms of the superiors, and the two balls of true spirits comparable to the size of a bowling ball were shot out of the two palms at the same time.

Just as Sanxiu Shangren regained his power, Fang Miaoyu suddenly found that the sword clan in his arms was constantly weak at this time, and his face began to appear a layer of cyan. Fang Miaoyu saw this cyan, which was seen on the face of the poisoned dead man. Fang Miaoyu's heart sank. Looking at the speed of the cyan spreading, he conservatively estimated The current skills of the sword clan can definitely last no longer than two hours, that is to say, if you continue to delay, you may miss the time to heal the sword clan.

"Miss" Fang Miaoyu looked at Xiao Yu deeply, and her eyes were full of helplessness and sighs. What should she do? Should we continue to save the young lady, or decisively give up saving the young lady and save the swordsman instead? This is a dilemma.

Seeing that two groups of true energy were about to hit him, Fang Miaoyu also remembered Xiao Qin, the head of the Xiao family of the Sixth Empire of the Southern Tang Dynasty thousands of miles away. Thinking of this, Fang Miaoyu did not hesitate to throw the swordsman forward. At the same time, she raised a short arrow and flew out of the air. Fang Miaoyu took a few steps, and her body rushed straight to Xiao Yu on the ground like a slanting eagle.

At this moment, Fang Miaoyu sighed in her heart, and her nephew was sorry. Fang Miaoyu's speed was very fast, but the speed of the scattered repair master who was higher and stronger than him was not slow. He recovered his palms and turned around and patted Fang Miaoyu. The magic palm was really extraordinary. He patted, patted, patted and patted four muffled. In the blink of an eye, the scattered repair superior had already patted as many as four palms, and the four true qi flew out.

"Boom, boom, boom." Four sounds, and four wall pits appeared on the red wall.

Fang Miaoyu, as a crossbow sniper, this time walked three steps to the left, three steps back and four steps to the left in a short period of time. The messy pace under his feet did not even see the scattered practitioners, but saw countless remnants shuttled between the four true qi. In a blink of an eye, Fang Miaoyu disappeared in that place, and Fang Miaoyu appeared beside Xiao Yu in the next breath.

Fang Miaoyu picked up Xiao Yu on the ground like lightning and rolled directly on the ground and disappeared into the inner hall. This speed was even stunned by the scattered practitioners who had been fighting for a long time. When Sanxiu's superiors reacted, he only heard the sound of the window of the inner hall being knocked open, and then the true spirit of Xiao Yu and Fang Miaoyu had disappeared without a trace.

"That's the magic footwork." The Sanxiu superior muttered and walked to the place where Fang Miaoyu used footwork to look at the messy footprints on the ground. The Sanxiu superior touched the dust on the ground. The Sanxiu superior sighed helplessly before withdrawing his true breath, and the powerful aura disappeared. As for Fang Miaoyu and Xiao Yu, the Sanxiu superiors could only sigh that they had miscalculated. They didn't expect that the Xiao family would hide such a master who was not weaker than the head of the Xiao family. And such a master is also a martial artist who uses a sniper, and has such an incredible footwork

The Sanxiu superior could only pat the dust on his hands and walk to the house. As for the Soege sword clan who suffered the second attack, it was estimated that he could not survive. Sanxiu's superiors thought of this and raised their feet and walked to the inner hall. Soege Swords? Let the dead body stink for a few days.

As soon as Sanxiu stepped into the cabinet, he suddenly turned around: "You're not dead yet."

"Do you really want to replace it with Jimo?"

"I really want to, but it's a pity that Zen doesn't have that ability. Killing you is destined to just make a wedding dress for Fengming and Biluo."

"Does the superior still want to kill me to make wedding clothes for the two exceptional villas?"

"The revenge of the master of the senior gate must be revenged. Although you and I were fighting against the two temple forces of the Yi clan in my brother's house more than ten days ago, this is different from the past. When you killed the master of the Zen sect, you should believe that there will be today's consequences." A trace of murder flashed in the look of Sanxiu's superior, and his sharp eyes seemed to swallow the sword clan alive.

Standing in the grass, the swordsman supported his body with a cold blade and looked at the scattered practitioners in the distance. The blood at the corners of his mouth kept flowing out, and his face was no longer pale at all, but a dark blue face, which was obviously deeply poisoned. There are blood lines in the eyes, nose, ears and mouth.

"I really don't know how you stood up." When Sanxiu saw the appearance of the sword clan, he couldn't help sighing.

"Do you want to know?" The swordsman stretched out his right hand, and there was a black fragment on his ink-blue palm, which was not a piece of Xuanhun chasing jade.

"You also have fragments." Seeing the right palm of the sword clan, the master became nervous in vain: "How can you have this fragment?" After being nervous, the master was immediately relieved: "Don't ask, I also know that your fragments must have been stolen from my brother, so you really killed my brother and took the fragments. Tell me where the other fragments are?"

"Do you think you can ask? With this fragment, with the top-secret martial arts of Jimo Villa, you haven't been in the eyes of the young master yet. The swordsman said that the cold ice blade in his hand was moving forward, and the cold light under the demon moon flowed around and looked murderous. The bleeding corners of the swordsman's bloody mouth also rose to the right. With the movements of the sword clan is the true spirit overflowing from the sword clan, and the powerful aura makes the scattered monk artificially change color.

"You?" The master of Sanxiu stepped out and was indeed stopped: "In the middle of the tenth floor of the realm of Shuntian."

"Do you know the goods?" The swordsman sneered contemptuously.

"What do you want?" The Sanxiu Shangren secretly carried up his own Dantian spirit and applied it to his palms. Under the demon moon, the Sanxiu Shangren's face was even more frightened.

"Give me the soul in your hand and I'll let you go." The sword clan firmly looked at the right palm of the Sanxiu superior, because the Xuanhun jade fragment of the Sanxiu superior was in the palm of the Sanxiu superior.

"Go to hell." As soon as the Sanxiu master heard that the sword clan wanted his treasure, he immediately flew out of his feet and directly kicked a small stone at the sword clan. The strength of the Sanxiu superior's foot was really great, and the sound of the stone breaking the sky made the sword clan look sideways.

Can Sanxiu people care how they kick? He turned over and broke into the cabinet and disappeared into the endless darkness in a blink of an eye.

"It's so fast." A white fog floated out from behind the swordsman. As soon as the white fog floated out, the swordsman fell behind him and was unconscious.

The white fog floated to the swordsman, and the true anger disappeared, and a figure appeared. Zhu Jianzhang flatly held up the swordsman on the ground: "You boy, you can really find a way."

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In the dark green true qi, the true qi on the cold blade of the sword clan is constantly consumed, and countless poisonous true qi pass through the body of the sword clan and make the clothes on the sword clan rotten. Those dark green true qi invaded the body of the sword clan, and the sword clan only felt that their spleen and bone marrow were extremely uncomfortable at this time. The seven orifices of the eyes, nose, ears and mouth suddenly jumped blood lines, and the eyes of the sword clan were as swollen as copper bells, and the true qi in Dantian was even more endless and empty.

The true qi on the blade of the cold ice is constantly being consumed, and the sword clan can't lift a trace of true qi to transmit it to their weapons at this time to enhance the slightest strength of the cold ice blade. After a while, the swordsman saw their bodies fall down like a broken kite.

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The swordsman clung to the sheets and woke up in a cold sweat: "Am I dead?" The swordsman straightened up and looked around him. Isn't this the inn in Diefeng Town? The sword clan took a few deep breaths and wiped his forehead: "How can I be here?"

"You have been in a coma all day. By the way, why did you have to chase the jade last night? A white fog floated in the air in the pavilion. The whole body gathered and did not disperse.

The swordsman used his hands and feet: "It's strange that I seem to be full of strength."

"Run your own Dantian and have a look." Cast the sword and seal the flat road

After listening to Zhu Jianping's words, the sword clan inspected their Dantian without hesitation. The white true qi accumulated in their own Danchi like water, and it seemed to have risen by a layer, which made the sword clan worried and surprised: "The middle of the eighth layer of Shuntian Realm? What's going on?"

Zhu Jianzhang Ping laughed and laughed: "Your boy is blessed by misfortune. With the help of me, he not only recondensed his true qi, but also raised his own skills during this period. Don't forget that I am also a water attribute meridians. When delivering you the true qi to protect your body, he also helps you with the true qi in your body. Purified some.

"Thank you, senior." The swordsman bowed their hands.

"Don't salute first. I ask you, have you been suppressing your true qi cultivation so that you can never advance to the middle of the eighth level of Shuntian.

"The senior knows." The sword clan looked at Zhu Jian Zhangping helplessly.

"The damage to your own body is quite great. After all, at least half of your meridians are fire-attribute meridians. With the suppression of my ontology, you can practice quietly for so many years. If it weren't for me, it would mean that you would have died a long time ago.

For Zhu Jian Zhangping, the swordsman could only nod: "But this is the only opportunity I can, otherwise I will never be able to engage in the martial arts industry."

I have completely repaired your broken spleen. This means that your body has taken on a new look. By the way, why do you have to chase the jade fragments? You should know that it is impossible for the Sanxiu superior to give you such important things.

The swordsman nodded: "I know."

"Then you still asked me for that fragment, knowing that the boy who scattered the superior would not give us the mysterious soul chasing jade fragment."

"If you don't want the ghost fragments, do you think the scattered superiors will escape so quickly?"

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