Chapter 401 Extraordinary

Although the people around him are full of flattery, Duan Yu still remains quite sober: "All the heroes are too praise. They are just a pedantic scholar. These days, it is true that they have added a lot of trouble to everyone. As for credit, hard work and so on, we can't talk about it at all. The hero doesn't blame me for being talkative, that's good..."

"Hey, Mr. Duan, what are you talking about?" Si Kongxuan still held Duan Yu's arm tightly and didn't let him have a chance to leave: "Mr. Duan, you are kind-hearted, and we are all well-known. At least, we all know that Mr. Duan, you are indeed a little talky sometimes, but you have never had any bad thoughts about us.

"Unlike Mr. Murong, although he deliberately behaves like an ancient way and warm-hearted and helps us all day long, everyone knows that Murong Fu's boy actually doesn't look up to us demons at all. Now he is just trying to win over us. Let's make him a cow and a horse in the future..."

"Yes, I have seen it for a long time. Murong Fu's guy didn't have any good intentions from the beginning..."

"Well, that's not the case, is it?" Duan Yu was a sincere gentleman who subconsciously defended Murong Fu. However, after hearing these people's "svilification" of Murong Fu, his heart was actually a little happy. It is logical that the image of the left Taoist people in front of him who disapprove of Murong Fu suddenly became much more pleasing to him...

"Mr. Duan, since you don't have anything urgent to do, it's better to stay for a while. Anyway, I'm half the master of this Miaofeng. You have to enter the friendship of the landlord, right?" Just when Duan Yu was a little shaken, Luo Yuchen also suddenly opened his mouth. Such a heavy weight fell, and the balance in Duan Yu's heart finally tilted over. After sighing slightly, he turned around and said to Luo Yuchen, "Since Brother Luo sincerely invites you, then I'm sorry to disturb you..."

"You're welcome, Mr. Duan!" Luo Yuchen nodded and turned his eyes to the last group of forces that did not belong to the Linghu Palace, that is, Zhuo Bofan and Furong Fairy. These two people are also familiar. As soon as Luo Yuchen's eyes turned around, Zhuo Bofan arched his hand and reluctantly smiled, "Since the misunderstanding has been solved, it's not convenient for us to stay. Let's leave!"

"Wait!" As soon as Zhuo Bofan was about to turn around, he was suddenly stopped by Luo Yuchen. His face suddenly changed, and the Furong Fairy pulled out her sword with a loud voice. Her eyes flashed and stared at Luo Yuchen fiercely: "What, Mr. Luo, do you still want to leave us?"

And her extreme move immediately attracted a more fierce reaction. There was no need for Luo Yuchen to say more. It turned out that it was the left Taoist men standing behind Zhuo Bofan and Furong Fairy. Whether the guilt was relatively light, those who got out early in the morning, or those who were stained with blood and were waiting for their hair to fall, they were all taken out coincidentally. The blade surrounded him covely!

Even, some people's brains are relatively flexible, and they quickly figure out Luo Yuchen's feelings and began to shout: "It's these two people. They are also with Boss Wu. Three months ago, if the two of them hadn't helped Zhou and forcibly coerce them by force, We will not be unable to fight against Boss Wu and be forced to get along with them. Mr. Luo, you can't let them go easily..."

"Yes, among so many people, the two outsiders killed the most fiercely. More than half of the fallen vulture palace sisters died at their hands! They are full of blood debt..."

"It is said that this Zhuo Fanfan and Furong Fairy have a deep blood hatred with our Spirit Vulture Palace. This time, they take advantage of Grandma Tong's absence to make waves and come back for revenge. Please ask Mr. Luo to understand!"

"Hey, hahaha..." Although he has been surrounded by people, Zhuo's extraordinary face has not changed at all. On the contrary, he saw him holding a long sword in his arms and suddenly laughed: "The Miaofeng Linggull Palace, it turned out to be nothing more than that. In addition to gathering a group of rabbles, they lean on more. In order to win, there is no other ability! Humph, that's right. I Zhuo Fan indeed have a feud with Tianshan Tong's grandma. We don't share the same family. You have the ability. Now come up side by side and see if you can leave me here!"

In the fierce shout, Zhuo Fan also suddenly pulled out his long sword. In the sound of the air tearing, a few green lights flashed, and a boulder the size of a grinding disc beside him was immediately silently cut into nine pieces. In the explosion, everyone stared at it and took a breath of cool air - the nine fragments were almost the same size, as if they were cut after being measured with a ruler. Moreover, the edges of these stones were even smoother, like a polished mirror, and there were no ups and downs or burrs!

"Ha ha, come on, come on, you guys go together. I, Zhuo Fan, left my words here today. Unless you leave me here today, otherwise, I will not give up. As long as I have a chance, I will fight with you Tianshan children's lackeys by any means!"

With that, on the tip of this extraordinary sword, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, suddenly a dazzling blue light a little long, stabbed with his backhand, and the long sword was deeply inserted into the solid rock! This time, the person who knows the goods finally saw the extraordinary strength: "Sword Mang! It turned out to be a sword!"

Sword awn is the existence between sword spirit and sword meaning. If there is no special adventure, it must be at least innate or above the realm, and the internal power cultivation is extremely deep and condensed, so that you can have the opportunity to master it. Although there are many left Taoists present, and most of them have a skill. However, everyone has self-awareness, and no one dares to continue to approach. On the contrary, most people subconsciously retreated with a frightened face. Only a few skilled and bold "leaders" can insist on encircling extraordinary...

"Sword God? Zhuo Fufan, do you dare to call yourself a god even if you are so little by little? When most people on the thirty-six holes and seventy-two islands are facing a big enemy, Luo Yuchen sneers and disdains. He slowly said, "You don't have to be pretentious. I open my mouth to keep you. Naturally, I won't let the subordinates rush up and punch you to death. You don't have to show off your tongue anymore. Pull out the sword and get on this chain. I'll give you a chance to fight a fair battle!"

"Joke, do you think we should be at your mercy if you give us a chance?" In front of Zhuo Ifan, the Furong Fairy's eyes suddenly turned and said with a sneer, "Even if we defeat you, what's the benefit of us?"

Luo Yuchen hummed, turned his head slightly, glanced at her, and sneered, "I've said that you little cleverness, don't show off in front of me. Don't you just want to live? It's very simple. As long as you dare to come up and win me, you will naturally have a way to live!" The Furong Fairy's face changed slightly. She tightened the sword in her hand, but finally did not open her mouth again. At this time, Zhuo Bofan had pulled out the sword and turned to face Luo Yuchen: "Not only do I have to leave Tianshan, but also want to know the whereabouts of Tianshan Tong!"

"Oki, no problem. As long as you can beat me, I will personally send you down the mountain and take you to the master!" Unambiguously, Luo Yuchen just agreed. Zhuo Bofan was slightly stunned, and then he reacted: "That's right. As long as I'm careful later, don't knock him off the cliff. As long as this boy surnamed Luo is captured, he can naturally let him take me to find Tianshan Tong's grandma..."

"Well, in that case, let me learn the means of the second-generation disciples of the Linghu Palace!" After the calculation, Zhuo Fan suddenly roared and suddenly rushed to the chain like an arrow from the string. The long sword was shining with blue light. As soon as he started, he attacked like a storm!

However, in the countless sword awns that cut gold and broken jade, Luo Yuchen still looked unconcerned. He took root under his feet, but his body shook like a tumbler, and easily flashed all the countless sword awns: "Slow, too slow, Mr. Zhuo, is your peerless swordsmanship, right? The dead target has never been considered. Will the enemy also dodge? No matter how powerful the sword is, how can such a slow movement hurt people?

In fact, Luo Yuchen's body has left a shadow in the air. Such a speed is naturally not as understated as in his words. However, even so, Zhuo Fan was still provoked by Luo Yuchen's sarcasm that his face turned red and his eyebrows trembled. "The teeth are sharp! Junior, I'd like to see how long you can be proud!"

Before the voice fell, Zhuobufan shouted fiercely. The long sword in his hand cut and turned like lightning, leaving a clear green line in the air. Then, he suddenly stabbed out with a sword, as if pushing a wall. All the green light moved forward at the same time and intertwined into an impenetrable The net went straight down to Luo Yuchen!

"Oh, that's a little interesting!" Luo Yuchen still praised leisurely, so he slowly pulled out the bleeding shadow sword, gently and skillfully shook his hand, and stabbed it out casually. On the tip of the sharp sword, a lifelike green lotus suddenly bloomed!

"Sneer..." As soon as Qinglian came into contact with the sword net, she made a soft sound. The lifelike green lotus was unscathed, and the menacing sword net suddenly broke a bowl-sized break!