Chapter 39 Suddenly a different sight

The swordsman is on alert. These are nine black spots in the sky. According to the swordsman's guess, it should be the griffin.

Nine black dots stayed above the heads of the swordsmen and did not move again. Yi Jianchen turned his head and was a little puzzled: "Shouldn't they have found us?"

"I don't think so." The butterfly dance pulled the silkworm soft sword in his hand, and a few drops of cold sweat dripped from his forehead from time to time. The tension of the butterfly dance is actually the tension of the sword clan. With the light skills of the Chinese people, it can't fly so high. If the Griffin people find anything in such a high sky, it will be very bad.

"Why haven't they left yet?" These nine black dots have been stranded over the swords for longer and longer. The purple sword, which has been calm, finally couldn't calm down.

The swordsmen are also puzzled about what Zijian Wuya said, but now they can't go out to find out, and they don't know what happened to the nine griffins in the sky.

"Young master, have you studied the situation of the Griffin clan?"

"No." The swordsman answered truthfully.

"I met a wingman." Butterfly dance.

"I have also met the winged people and discussed the griffins with them." Zijian Wuya also said, and suddenly Zijian Wuya patted his head: "I remember that people said at that time that the griffin itself could smell the smell of their companions. Griffins rely on these smells to retrieve the bodies of their dead companions.

As soon as Zijian Wuya finished speaking, the swordsman and the butterfly dance said in unison, "Oh no."

"What's wrong?" Purple Sword Wuya doesn't understand why the expressions of the sword clan and the butterfly dance are suddenly so nervous

"Since the dead body will leave a smell, it is certain that the griffin under their seat has found the body of the griffin that just died." The accurate analysis of the sword clan.

Di Jianchen nodded: "Does what the young master said make sense?"

"It makes sense, young master, what do you think we should do?" Zijian Wuya's head at least looks much better than the dust. As mentioned by the sword clan, Zijian Wuya naturally thought of it with the butterfly dance.

"The soldiers will come to block the water and cover the earth." As the butterfly dance spoke, she wiped the silkworm soft sword in her hand. It can be seen that Butterfly Dance cherishes this supreme sword in his hand. Of course, it is true that such a good thing as Tiancan Soft Sword is indeed a rare treasure.

It's strange that since they found out, why didn't they come down and kill us? Yi Jianchen also secretly pulled out the broken knife in his hand.

The problem of different opinions, to be honest, the swordsmen don't know why?

"It's strange that they flew away." Butterfly dance looked up at the sky and suddenly found nine black spots in the sky and moved east together. Butterfly dance turned his head: "What do you think?"

"The vibration of the ground is very strange." The swordsman's right hand pressed on the ground and suddenly said inexplicably.

Fortunately, everyone is used to the words of the swordsman. This guy sometimes does think much faster than others. At this time, he probably found something else.

The swordsman quickly solved the mystery: "Someone followed us."

Butterfly Dance and Yi Jianchen were the most surprised and jumped out of the grass one after another: "How is it possible?" The words of the two are amazingly consistent. This can't be blamed on the butterfly dance and different opinions. A master at the peak of the ninth floor of Shuntianjing was followed. If this spreads to the rivers and lakes, it would be really a little embarrassing. You should know that it is difficult to be tracked on the eighth floor of the Shuntian realm of the sword clan. Of course, the light skill of the sword clan is really an exception, or a bug.

However, there are countless light kung fu in the world, and it is quite rare that the light kung fu alone can reach the level of the sword clan. It has almost reached the level of rarity.

"Who is it?" Seeing that there were no black spots in the sky, Zijian Wuya floated down from the tree. Purple Sword is boundless, which is naturally a question for the swordsman.

"I can't guess. It seems to be a horseshoe." The right hand of the swordsman still did not leave the ground. The butterfly dance also pressed his hand on the ground, and a true breath went east from the ground.

The people around them held their breath, and now as long as they don't disturb the two masters in front of them. There was no sound in the small mountain pass, and the expressions of the swordsman and butterfly dance looked quite solemn.

I don't know how long it took for the swordsman to take his hand away from the ground first: "What do you think?"

"If there is a situation where true air breaks through the ground, it should be Chinese."

"I can feel that an energy that does not belong to the true qi is destroying the things around me. It should be the magic of those griffins just now. It is said that the swordsmen have taken their swords to the east.

At this point, it has become clear that there are Chinese people fighting with the Yi people. Seeing the swordsman walking eastward at an elegant pace, Zijian Wuya and Yi Jianchen waved their hands, and the younger brother behind him immediately followed with the weapons in his hand.

Naturally, their martial arts skills are not as powerful as the sword clan and the butterfly dance. When a group of people rushed to the place where the sword clan squatted, the sound of fierce fighting on the road just now had disappeared.

Yi Jianchen, Zijian Wuya and others also squat down. What they saw next surprised the owners of the two sects to swallow eggs. Everyone did not expect that the Chinese people just felt would be the two of them, including the swords and butterfly dance.

After the butterfly dance was surprised, he immediately gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't pick up the basket sent to the door, you won't pick it up."

The swordsman also nodded with a similar feeling. Most of the people who use knives are a little impatient, and dissent is one of them. When the dissquatting dust suddenly found that it was them, he was ready to rush out immediately. Fortunately, the swordsman's eyes were quick and hands, and a small stone was thrown out and hit the jumping hole of the dust, making it unable to move.

"Why is the young master?" Zijian Wuya and Yi Jianchen asked in unison. Not waiting for the swordsman to answer, the butterfly dance scolded, "You all squat down first and don't move, depending on the situation, and listen to the order."

"The two in the field are both seniors in the world. When the Chinese are bullied, we will be rejected by others when we die." This is not said by Zijian Wuya. Naturally, it is a dissent to say this. It's also because of being a little impatient.

"I know about this. Let's see what happens before we move." How can the swordsman not understand the truth of what the different people said? It's just that the current situation is obviously not conducive to waiting for me to go out for this muddy water. When the sword clan said this, everyone also shut up. After all, the identity of the young master is there, which is half higher than their boss Jian Xiao.

The field is in a mess. In addition, two bodies have been left on the ground, a griffin body and a Yi man's body. Blood poured on the ground like a gorgeous moon.

"Why did you kill our people?" The tone of the Griffins in mid-air is full of anger and murder.

On the contrary, the two Chinese people on the ground are indeed much calmer. The woman on the left took a step forward, and the long sword in her hand pointed to the air. Her attitude was resolute: "Yi people, come one and kill one. Let's kill one pair."

The butterfly dance in the grass nodded with rare admiration: "Finally said a human word." Everyone rolled their eyes, and the swordsman sweated coldly. Even if she was your enemy, she would not hate it to this extent. Women's jealousy is really not ordinary.

"Don't forget that this is the land of violets. We can summon more brothers at any time, and you will always have only two." The griffins led by the griffin were even more furious. A gun in his hand pointed tit-for-tat at the woman on the ground.

The white clothes flew over, and the middle-aged man next to the woman saluted in mid-air: "I would also like to ask your high name."

The middle-aged man's words made the middle-aged woman very unhappy: "If you say anything polite to these griffins, it's just a group of birds."

The butterfly dance in the grass can't wait to understand and applaud: "Damn, you finally said a human word, okay, when I kill you, I'll let you die happily."

The sword clan, different sight dust, purple sword Wuya and several people burst into tears and sighed one after another. Jian Xiao, why do you fall in love with such a woman? Is this still a woman? This is simply a beast.

The griffin in mid-air is a gentleman holding a gun and pointing to the sky: "Ska, deputy captain of the Nighthawk team of the Violet Kingdom. Rocky, what's the name of this Chinese gentleman?

What surprised the swordsman also happened. The swordsman really didn't expect that the middle-aged man on the field would tell lies, which made the butterfly dance more excited than despise him; "I didn't expect you to see such a disgusting man, hahahaha,,,,,,,,,,,,

Fortunately, the sound of the butterfly dance is really not loud. In addition, the swordsmen are far enough away. This place is a highland, and it is still against the wind. Otherwise, it is really difficult to guarantee that the butterfly dance will not fly into each other's ears.

"The owner of the broken knife door in Xiajiangzhou sees the dust. This is my wife." The middle-aged man's voice fell.

What is happy to die in the grass is the butterfly dance. The depressing strange dust is very pitiful. When the different dust is about to rush out and tear the middle-aged man below into pieces, I don't know when the dumb hole has been restrained by the sword clan with a small stone.

"Why do they lie?" Purple Sword Endless contempt.

"We continue to eavesdrop."

The middle-aged man said again: "Dare to be your Excellency, why were we attacked by you as soon as we entered here?"

"Our captain has been killed, and we happened to find you around here. And it seems that you are the only ones around here, so we suspect that you killed our captain. The gun slowly turned from vertical to oblique, pointing to the middle-aged man standing on the ground.

"Bulls, we just arrived." The middle-aged woman cursed.

The butterfly dance in the grass reflexive vomiting: "It's so fucking disgusting."

"That's okay. The problem is that another ethnic group of us has also been killed by you." Nighthawk Vice Captain Ska. Loloch actually let go of the previous question and pointed directly to one person and one beast on the ground.

"That's why we did it when you rushed directly from the sky."

"If you don't do it, we won't do it. In the end, it's you who do it. You killed our people first. Ska Rocky was a little angry.

"Seeing the Yi people rushing over with murder, we won't fight back. I'm afraid this is the biggest joke in the world." The middle-aged woman has held the long sword in her hand, and the tip of the sword pointed straight to the sky.

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