Vol 9 Chapter 247: Jiang Fengyue

Crackling!
The dense sword atmosphere poured down like rain. Guo Yunfei was under the sword rain, his body flickered continuously, and he avoided it with the light work of [transposition and transposition], but he could not escape the cover of the sword rain for a moment.
On the other side, the monk Sankong had to face the attack of Wang Jianchuan, the "separate swordsman".
Just breathing, Wang Jianchuan was like a spirit monkey, and only one circle around the monk Sankong, he cut out twenty-one swords.
Jianfeng's spirits are superimposed, becoming sharper and faster, and the Sankong monk only blocked the first eight swords, and then was attacked by the sword. By the thirteenth sword, Wang Jianchuan ’s sword had already Shallow blood marks can be marked on the monk's skin, and by the time of the eighteenth sword, a scar with deep visible bones has been left behind him.
The last twenty-first sword, howling in the wind, split the air, and Wang Jianchuan's pupils widened with excitement, seeing that the monk Sankong was the end of his disparity.
At a critical juncture, the monk Sankong gave a loud scream, and his whole body vibrated violently. He actually blasted the body's [trend to iron sacrifice] from the pores and acupoints to the outside, and suddenly the whole person became like As a hedgehog, it is no less powerful than Tangmen's hidden weapon system.
Under such desperate tactics, Wang Jianchuan had no way to crack for a moment, and had to retreat backwards sharply, swinging layers of light curtains with sharp swords in his hand, blocking the radon coefficient shot.
Wang Jianchuan stepped back more than ten steps in a row, but the iron suffocation of the monk Sankong was almost released, dizziness and brain swelling, and a sense of weakness hit him. The monk of Sankong softened and fell to his knees.
The monk Sankong used this trick to save his life, and at the same time, he was empty in Dantian, and he couldn't continue.
Now he is a piece of fish on the chopping board, where he can be slaughtered.
Hahaha ...
There was a burst of ridiculous laughter, and the "Flower Showman" Di Yu, who had been shrinking behind them, finally saw the timing, and flew across. People had not arrived yet, and a sharp wind had struck.
It is a two-headed snake gun with a snow-white gun.
The gun rod was extremely flexible. He held two heads like a big bow and bounced toward the monk of Sankong. The straightened gun body with no sharp energy and high elasticity directly pointed at the back of the monk.
At this time, the monk of Sankong was deflated, his defense was already gone, and when he saw that he was going to die on the spot, Ye Qingxuan suddenly heard a snorting cry: "Kneel me down!"
boom!
Somehow, Di Yu's two snakes were flew directly into the air, but his shape remained unchanged in the air, but he knelt directly in front of the monk Sankong.
As soon as Di Yu was about to exclaim, he was caught in the throat by the monk Sankong, and he froze stiffly.
"who!?"
Wang Jianchuan finally saw something wrong and could not help shouting loudly.
Hum--
A thing broke and came straight to Wang Jianchuan.
Wang Jianchuan's eyes stood up, but he couldn't see exactly why the object came, so he had to bite the bullet and resist with the sword body!
when!
With a crisp sound, Wang Jianchuan's Zhigang Sword, which had been working hard for decades, was shocked in two by the house. The huge force made his arms numb, and he could not help but step back for more than ten steps before he stood firmly.
It was only at this moment that the incoming object fell off the ground, and Wang Jianchuan gazed at it, but it was half a grain of peanuts.
唰
A lot of cold sweat came out instantly.
The curtain of the cabin was lifted without wind. Ye Qingxuan held a tea bowl in one hand and dropped peanuts in his mouth with one hand. He walked out with a smile and glanced at all the Bailian worshippers present. In front of me, killing my men, isn't it too much for me? "
Now no one can recognize Ye Qingxuan's appearance. Only Di Yu, who is holding his neck, has a blue complexion, and can't help but tremble, "Ye, Ye Ye Ye ... Ye ..."
"Well, good grandson, and recognize your grandpa Ye!" Ye Qingxuan answered with a smile.
"Ye, Ye Qingxuan!"
Di Yu, the "Hua Xiushi" who was scared to spit almost white foam, finally called out the name that made all Bailian worshippers furious and frightened.
call!
Without saying a word, Wang Jianchuan didn't want to be brutally bruised like "Red Light Swordsman" Wu Zhuoliang. When he heard Ye Qingxuan's name, he turned and fled for the first time, even the brothers in the teachings left him alone.
"Want to leave? Naive!"
Ye Qingxuan sneered, without seeing his shape, she flew and chased after all.
Wang Jianchuan in midair screamed, rushed straight down into the air, and plunged into his own army. In an instant, a large number of white lotus worshippers were thrown back by powerful traction, blocking Ye Qingxuan. Chase.
Peng--
In the blood and mist, a large number of white lotus cult members didn't know anything, they were torn apart by Ye Qingxuan's powerful force. The crowd was instantly plowed out of a huge empty space, and all the white lotus in the empty space disappeared. The smell instantly overflowed, but in the blink of an eye, the figure reappeared.
Everyone couldn't help taking a sip of air at the first sight!
Wang Jianchuan, an impeccable swordsman who just returned to his prestige, is now caught by Ye Qingxuan like a kitten, and he backs up obediently.
"roll--"
Ye Qingxuan snorted coldly, and the surviving Bailian congregation was fleeing as they were pardoned.
However, the "Bashan Double Heroes" mixed in the crowd had just gone out two steps, and a strong suction came. They flew them back directly and landed at the foot of Ye Qingxuan.
"I let them get out of the way, but have you said that you two can leave?" Ye Qingxuan smiled slightly, but the two males were weak, and Tongtong knelt before Ye Qingxuan, begging for mercy.
Ye Qingxuan grinned and said, "You two are sinful, but your lives are not under my control. Go to my nephew and confess your sins! As for you, Wang Dajian, please tell me to the hut, It happened to be an old friend, let's sit down and talk together ... "
Ye Qingxuan stepped proudly, walking towards the cabin with Wang Jianchuan striding.
Old friend! ?
The Sankong monk and Guo Yunfei looked at each other, quickly ordered the acupoints of Di Yu and Xiong's brothers, and followed Ye Qingxuan to step outside the hut.
The curtain was lifted ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Ye Qingxuan laughed and walked in, crossed the threshold, the two followed the room, raised their eyes, and stayed for a moment.
The layout of the cabin is simple, with only the necessary tables and chairs.
This is a place where the two were extremely familiar and lived for more than ten days, but at this moment, in the south by the window, I do n’t know when to add a reclining chair. A peerless beauty leaned on the reclining chair, looking tenderly. Comb her long hair.
The woman's peerless beauty did not need to be inferior to the top ten contemporary beauties. She wore wide-sleeved wide robes, jade belts, and black hair lined with snow-skinned white clothes, especially her black hair. The delicate, tender body is as short as it is surprising.
Knowing that the other party was coming, Ye Qingxuan Buddha directly threw Wang Jianchuan to the ground, sitting on his body with a hip, grinning: "Jiang Yueyue, Jiang beauty, I haven't seen you for a long time, I wonder what happened?"
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