Chapter 342: What is the flying sword killing?

What is the 342th chapter of Feijian killing?
When she wants to finish, Miss Nie bites her lip and walks into the carriage. The little orange suddenly screams and says: "Miss, don't trust them. These people have always said nothing, if you call out Something, how can they repent?"
Miss Nie smiled bitterly: "Small orange, you think I don't know, but you see, even if we don't hand over things, they kill us, can we find them differently? If we are interested, we might still be able to see For our refreshing sake, spare us a life."
Speaking of this, no matter what the little orange said, he lowered his head into the hood. After a while, he slid into the sleeve and took a small box in one hand and stood on the carriage. He said: "This A hero, this is for you, and please raise your hands and spare us two unarmed little women."
When you finish, raise your hand and throw the box to the evil man.
The evil man saw it, his heart was overjoyed, he raised his hand and carefully caught it. He carefully opened it and saw it. There was nothing unusual. This was a slap in the face. He didn’t expect to be so easy. He didn’t seem to know what to do next. What is good.
After thinking about it, he waved his hand and turned to the horse's head to go back. At this time, a man with a knife on his face said: "The deputy, let's go... are we going back?"
"Crap, things are done, don't go back?"
"However, how do these two chicks handle it?"
"Well? How to deal with it, didn't you just say it? Let them have a way of life. Since they are so refreshing, we can't just let people do the first grade."
"But if you don't kill the mouth, they know that we are... who, but it's not good, we have no masks today."
"But, Laozi just didn't swear to Heaven, do you want Laozi not to die?"
"Nothing, the owner, how dare you curse you? Just..."
"What is it?"
"Small is straightforward. The small one just thinks that I have let go of these two chicks. It is really... it is a pity."
"Ah!?" The so-called deputy master, look at the two thin little girls under the night, where is there any appetite, then, look back at the light that appeared in the face of the knife, smiled: " The thief's hair, I don't think you are okay."
The knife smashed his face and shyly said: "The owner, you are really bad, radish cabbage has something to love."
The so-called deputy lord immediately got a goosebump, and narrowed his neck with fear. He said, "That's good. If you look back, what do you like about it is also reserved for the owner? Yes, remember not to hurt. Their lives, the master of the church promised good, in addition, remember to sell them far away to the kiln, I seem to only agree to hurt their lives, after this time, I can not manage so many!"
After that, he smiled and stood on the side. It seemed to be a good show. At this time, many of the men next to him were resentful and sly, and they sighed at the knife and sighed. Why did they not think of it?
The little orange on the carriage was listening. The face was like earthy color. I had already lost my opinion. I only had my hands on my chest. I couldn’t finish it. Miss Nie was a silvery bite, and there was a spark of anger in her eyes. Yes, she really had some Innocent, people say that it does not hurt her life, naturally there are many ways to deal with themselves, these ages can be their own elders, how can they be so!
Suddenly, one of the hands she was hiding in her sleeves stretched out, and she was holding a small knife in her hand. She decided to put it on her neck and look at the moon in the distance, the sky full of stars. Under such a beautiful night sky, there is still such a shameless scene.
Looking in a certain direction, it seems that there is an endless love, then the eyes of the light flashed, one-armed wave, you must swear.
At this time, Zhang Xiaohua, who was rushing here, saw such a situation in the gods, and could not help but think of the Ou Peng who was forced to squander himself, as well as the sword on the neck, to death Mingzhi, to preserve the disciples. Although Yang Ruping and Ou Peng are suspected of using him, they can also repay themselves to save the grace of Ou Yan. They are also very good to themselves. Zhang Xiaohua has always had gratitude, and Yang Ruping has sent his disciples to death. Perhaps including his second brother Zhang Xiaohu, this can not be said to be a big touch on Zhang Xiaohua, and a black and thin girl here, actually has this perseverance and categorical, how can it not resonate with Zhang Xiaohua?
In the heart of the movement, the small sword hovering in the air, such as lightning, will shoot down Miss Nie’s knife, but some people are even more swift, only seeing the knife and the face, and an iron ball brush is on the way, hitting On the wrist of Ms. Nie, the force was very big.
哎哟
, the knife fell to the ground, and the wrist was softly smashed down. Miss Nie’s painful wrists fell, and the tears fell, and the wrist was actually Interrupted!
I heard a knife and a smirk and said: "Little girl, my uncle has long been against you. I don’t know how many little guys think about you. Hey, look at your painful look, don’t say in the heart of the uncle. How comfortable it is."
The hungry wolf-like roar was far from the night sky.
It is said that Zhang Xiaohua has already arrived in the near future. This discourse naturally listens to his ears, and his heart is angry.
"If you grab it, you will rob it. If you take it away, I don’t have to do anything for the heavens. It’s just that you are wrong. If you promise to let people live, you have to lie to others and do something about it. I don’t want to change the medicine; and, listening to the meaning of this knife, this kind of goods has not done such bad things. How can I push the power of God to the door?
The idea must be, Zhang Xiaohua will no longer go forward, jumped from the back of Huanhuan, found a big tree, floated up and sat down, sitting on the knees, the powerful knowledge was released, and it was just stopped in the air. The little sword speeds up, like lightning bolting through the night sky, straight into the throat of the knife.
The knife was smugly detached from the shirt, and walked cheerfully. The lightning came quickly. He did not react at all. He immediately covered his neck and fell to the ground.
The deputy lord who is preparing to watch the show, seeing the knife face, can not help but laugh: "The thief hair, people are immediately windy, how come you have not been launched, it went crazy?"
As I said, I saw a flash of black light, which was a small sword that was shot at my throat. Since this deputy can be a deputy of the church, it naturally has its extraordinary ability. The martial arts are of course extraordinary, although they are in the air. Dangerous, not busy, seeing a long sword from the waist, as far as the art high is daring, picking up the hand, seeing it will be seized, the deputy master is also ready to bleed the palm, at least not Is the throat stabbed cheaper?
However, at that moment, the small sword that was regarded as a hidden weapon by the deputy lord, the sword head rose, avoiding his palm, and quickly pointed to his throat like a snake.
"Flying sword!!?" The cousin screamed in amazement.
Then, the little sword was a little bit like a water in his throat, and flew to him.
The deputy is like a dead wood, "plop", planted a horse, there is only one thought before death: "There is a in the head, people are doing, the sky is watching, I am idle, nothing to swear Ah, if it is..."
What if?
Who knows,
Maybe I will never do evil again, take something and leave?
Maybe, next time, I swear, five thunders, not to die?
Just when the knife was smashed and no one cares, the fall of the deputy lord can cause the attention of the horses at the moment. Several people immediately jumped out of the horse and rushed to assist the deputy. Up, these people have not had time to express their loyalty, and there are a series of people who have "plopped and plopped" down. Some people have sharp eyes and immediately see the little sword flying in the crowd, shouting: "Be careful. hidden weapon!"
The rest of the crowd immediately took out the sword from the waist and carefully guarded. At this time, someone finally saw the blood of the deputy lord and his throat. "Ah? Flying sword, the legendary flying sword, the deputy Actually summoned the legendary flying sword!"
The voice did not fall, and another one was killed, and the "plop" was dropped.
The rest of the people, no longer dare to stand on the spot, jokes, although the fairy road has been annihilated for thousands of years, but the legend of the fairy tales is not annihilated, Feijian is already a magical power that people in the rivers and lakes dream of, and now they suddenly see it. Your own chasing sword, where is it not scared? This well-trained group of people, like birds and beasts, fled to various places.
There are already 20 people in this group of bad guys. In the battle with the bodyguards, they have already died a few times. Just now, Xiaojian has assassinated a few, but there are only ten remaining, all of which are horses. Escape.
Suddenly, throughout the field, there were a few batches of horses without masters, the bodies of one place, and two stunned, who could not believe the little girl in their eyes.
Flying sword! This is Feijian! It was the flying sword that was swearing by the bad people who had cheated on it! !
Although her martial arts is low, she can't see it clearly, but she fell to the ground from the evil man who is going to bully herself, to the bad guys who fell into disarray, and then won't get up, then go to the bad guys, and yell in his mouth. She still can't know where she is. This is really a flying sword.
Although Ms. Nie had a terrible pain in her wrist, she still resisted her, folded her hands and thanked God.
The little orange saw the bad guys smashed, his body did not tremble, his face was not pale, and blamed Miss Nie: "Miss, do you thank God? Or thank you for our grandfather. Thank you, God." Or wait until you meet Ruyi Langjun."
Fortunately, Zhang Xiaohua is far away and can't hear it. Otherwise, I will plant an onion and fall off the tree.