Chapter 1160: , Kill again

The folding fan is suddenly big and small, it is as heavy as a mountain, and it is extremely heavy, and it is as sharp as a peerless sword when it is young. A random attack made Liu Wei'an difficult to cope with, and he had to do his best. It was the first time that he had dealt with such a terrifying weapon. What disturbed him most was that the folding fan had not fully recovered. Once fully recovered, he was afraid that he would be crushed into powder instantly.
Fortunately, the fish machine Xin with folding fans is not without any price. It seems chic, but it is hard to cover up, but it can't hide from Liu Wei'an.
"Liu Wei'an, you are actually a talent, it's a pity!" Yu Jixin kept urging the folding fans to force Liu Wei'an to fight hard. He believes that even if a person is really angry, he can't fight a spiritual weapon.
But Liu Wei'an let him see what it means to be strong, and the instinct is endless. Liu Wei'an didn't have the idea of ​​letting go and sticking to it. He attacked with all his strength every time, and the big judgment punch was heavier than a punch.
Not only did the folding fan not suppress Liu Wei'an, but it became the sharpening stone for him to hone the Grand Judgment Fist.
"What I said is true. If you are willing to surrender to Yulian Mountain, you can be a disciple who guards the door, or even a Taoist protector." The conditions for Yujixin's offer must not be low. Yulianshan only accepts 3 direct disciples in each generation, 7 guardian disciples, and 10 disciples per generation. Every place is extremely precious. The personal disciples are all collected by the head of the previous generation who traveled around the world. They can meet but not ask for it. Only 7 guardian disciples have the opportunity to compete. Every time Yulianshan recruits guardian disciples, they come to try their luck. The genius almost broke his scalp.
The seven guardian disciples are almost one in a million. Although they are not as good as personal disciples, for other sects, guardian disciples are more noble than core disciples.
Not to mention the protector, walking in the world, is the representative of Yulianshan, and his status is respected.
"You have a guilty conscience!" Liu Weian responded with only three words.
"Rampant!" Yuji Xin said angrily.
"Spirit weapon, it's a foreign object after all!" Liu Weian's eyes exploded, his aura suddenly skyrocketed, and a punch blasted out like lightning, breaking through the darkness to the extreme.
when--
It was time for Yujixin not to react at all. Even if the strength transmitted from the folding fan was weakened, it still caused a huge shock all over his body, and his breath suddenly dropped.
Liu Weian’s feet exploded, and the whole person shot out like a cannonball at Yujixin, but when he rushed halfway, he suddenly changed direction and slanted into the sky. This sudden reversal made him almost vomit blood and his face changed. It took a few times to suppress the turbid breath. There was an extra sword mark on his body, from the left shoulder to the right leg. If he hesitated for a moment, it would have been two at this moment.
"Senior is good at swordsmanship!" Liu Wei'an looked at the white-faced middle-aged woman, without the slightest anger on her face. He doesn't blame others for sneak attacks, only his carelessness. Knowing that all the enemies are coming, the ones who stay will not be as simple as the excitement, and if they are not guarded, they deserve to be killed.
To resent the enemy is a very stupid thing.
The middle-aged woman looked indifferent. She couldn't see the sword all over her body, or even any weapons related to the sword. If Liu Wei'an was not sensitive, she would not be sure that the terrible sword came from her hand.
"Senior good swordsmanship!"
The same sentence from Liu Wei'an is satire, but it is praise from Yu Jixin. He slowly pulled out the sword from his waist, Yulianshan's swordsmanship was unique.
As the blood-red long sword was slowly drawn out, a terrifying breath was like a wild beast rushing out of the sea from the deep sea, and the dark void was distorted, seeming to be afraid of something.
"When you decide to join hands with others, the seed of invincibility in your heart has been broken." Liu Wei'an turned a blind eye to the terrible storm, looking regretful.
"It seems that you have a big misunderstanding of the definition of a successful person. It is the winner who stands at the end, not the one who killed the most opponents." Yu Jixin smiled slightly, not caring about Liu Wei'an's words of attack. .
"I'm naive, thinking about reasoning with you." In Liu Wei'an's few words, the sword marks on his body had shrunk and no longer bleeds. Although it hasn't healed yet, the action has no love. At this time, the aura of Yujixin's scarlet sword also reached its peak.
There is no extra language, both of them are like stone-minded people. Language is useless. Only strength can determine the outcome. Yu Jixin is worthy of being the heirs carefully cultivated by Yulian Mountain, and at the same time, he controls the scarlet sword and folding fan that are no less than the red furnace, and surrounds the danger of Liu Wei'an.
Liu Wei'an's feet were like nails on the ground, and he didn't take a step back. No matter how dangerous it was, he would slam it with one punch. His fist had cracked and bones were exposed, and he didn't seem to feel it.
when--
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The scarlet sword is sharp and sharp, his fist barely can be blocked, but the folding fan is not good. The folding fan is a spiritual weapon, and the power of the counter shock is terrifying. If it is an ordinary person, the power of the counter shock can break his internal organs. Die. Liu Wei'an clenched his teeth and persisted, constantly analyzing the profound meaning of the Great Judgment Fist, in order to resist the terrible counter-shock of the folding fan.
Yujixin is also insisting that the greater the balance of the world, the greater the price it will pay. The sweat is falling down, and the cool diversion has long been discarded.
"The carp is out of water!" Yu Jixin suddenly shouted, and the long sword turned into a carp, breaking through the water. This is a very strange phenomenon, there is clearly no water, but it gives the mermaid the feeling of water.
"Soul Soul!" Liu Weian's heart jumped, and a feeling of extreme danger arose. The scarlet sword was clearly in his eyes, but there was another feeling of being out of sight.
The ancient and mysterious power spread, and the moment the sword stopped, he finally caught that point, and the big judgment fist blasted out.
"Now!"
boom--
The moment the fist and the tip of the sword collided, the middle-aged woman shot, a ray of sword light cut through the void, almost to the extreme. Although Liu Wei'an has been paying attention to her, when he saw Jian Mang, he was still too late. He reluctantly twisted his body to avoid the vital point. There was a blood stain on his neck, and his aorta was cut in half. Even if he had his luck, the blood was still The spray came out, dyeing half of his shoulders red.
After landing, he retreated five or six steps in a row.
"Hualong!" Although Yujixin is a righteous disciple, he doesn't have the slightest idea of ​​taking advantage of people's dangers and not being honorable. On the contrary, it is like a street gangster who takes your illness and kills you.
The scarlet sword evolves from a carp to a python, and with the evolution, a destructive force blasts towards Liu Wei'an. At the same time, the folding fan turned into a mountain and fell heavily. The earth couldn't bear this force, and it sank every inch.
Liu Wei'an glanced at the middle-aged woman, her eyes were cold, the middle-aged woman still had that indifferent look, her eyes were very empty, not looking at anyone, there was a feeling that people were here and their hearts were elsewhere.
There is still no sword in his hand.
Liu Wei'an shifted his gaze to Yujixin, and darkness began to appear on the surface of his body, not the darkness of black mist, but the darkness of night, pitch black as ink, and the light seemed to be corroded.
"Soul Talisman!"
"Big Judgment Fist!"
The moment when the giant python appeared, it was also the moment when the mountains fell to the top of the head, and it was also the moment when the darkness completely enveloped Liu Wei'an. At this moment, Liu Wei'an shot.
The fist is like thunder, resounding across the wild.
Boom
The mountain recovered its folding fan, shot up to the sky, and disappeared into the dark night. The giant python was crushed to pieces and recovered its body, the blood-colored sword's light dimmed, as if it had faded in half.
Yuji Xin kicked and kicked back three steps, his arms trembling uncontrollably.
Liu Wei'an was not well, the flesh and blood were no longer visible in his right fist. Only white bones were left outside the wrist, and there was another sword mark on his body. This time it was close to the heart, overlapping with the previous position where Wenxin finger poked. But this time, Liu Wei'an was unable to contract his muscles, and the blood was flowing like a shot, and the red on his chest expanded rapidly.
"You can make me back, Liu Wei'an, you are proud of it." Yu Jixin took a deep breath, the fluctuating breath returned to calm, and the palms of the fingers were closed, and the sword that fell on the ground automatically returned to his hand. The dim sword body re-emerged with a gorgeous light.
Snapped!
A few dozen meters away, the middle-aged woman who had been standing still fell straight down like a piece of wood without a soul.
"What is your technique?" Yujixin's scalp was numb. The middle-aged woman looked pale and looked like a dead person, but it was only an image, not a dead person. Now the word ‘like’ can be removed and become a real dead person.
"It's proud to leave three sword marks on me." Liu Weian said.
"I see!" A chill came from behind Yujixin. He remembered that the moment he had just met, his soul was attacked. Fortunately, the treasure gifted by the teacher took the initiative to defend him from harm, but it would have an impact. Otherwise, Liu Wei'an would not be able to hold on for that long under his hands. time.
But also because of the treasure, he ignored the terrible means of attack. Now that he saw the middle-aged woman kill in an instant, it suddenly sounded that he had accidentally escaped a killing.
Middle-aged women should be elder-level figures with high authority, but after all, they are not direct disciples, and it is impossible to have treasures inherited by the master. But after all, he was a master of the older generation, and he died without any resistance. He was afraid for a while, and his eyes changed when he looked at Liu Wei'an.
"See who else can help you!" The murderous intent in Liu Wei'an's eyes did not hide the least bit. He thought that middle-aged women also had treasures like Yujixin, so he stubbornly endured it, and only when the last moment came out did the death Sword', the most interesting moment in middle-aged women. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com now thinks about it, this kind of protection of soul is very rare, and it is not only a master of the hermit school.
The death of a middle-aged woman greatly increased his confidence.
Yu Jixin showed a smile, glanced left and right, and there were two others, two soldiers in military uniforms had no stand. Two people can withstand the aura of their battle, enough to prove their strength.
"It's just a corpse!" Liu Wei'an showed disdain in his eyes, his right fist burst into light, and the sound of thunder was faint.
"Liu Wei'an, see you next time!" Yu Jixin's expression changed, turning into a beam of light and shooting into the darkness.
"Your sword is good, leave it as a souvenir!" Liu Wei'an didn't chase, but he had a huge bow in his hand.
"The sword is really good, but it has nothing to do with you--" Yu Jixin screamed before he said the word'fate', and a red light fell to the ground, and he accelerated himself and disappeared instantly. At almost the same time, flames spurted from the feet of the two soldiers, turning into two beams of light and leaving, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Liu Wei'an narrowed his eyes and slowly lowered the huge bow.