: 42. The knife is shining, the wind is born! (third more!)

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The hand is like jade, and the long knife is like ink.
What is picked up is the golden wave of the road, like a hot day.
The big day is no longer high above the sky, but through the magnificent and graceful arc, descending from the sky, burning the four wild!
The knife was swept away, and the three great Japanese sage disciples gave birth to a sense of suffocation all at once.
"She is now repaired as a fall, seriously injured, and can not play the full strength of this treasure, how can the knife be so fierce?"
Yanzhao song on the mountain looked at this scene, and he also noticed: "There are two sons."
If you don't do it, you can only see one trick. Yan Zhaoge knows that the overall situation of this battle has been fixed.
This girl is indeed seriously injured, and the original cultivation is simply unable to play.
Not to mention that the suffocation of the sergeant’s martial arts cannot be motivated, it is internal and weak.
The three realms of the refining body, the body, the veins, and the air, she can at most play the level of the initial air conduction.
The three opponents she faced were also the beginning of the air.
But even so, with an enemy three, the victory will still belong to this girl.
Once as a master, far more than the current three opponents' eyesight and experience is one aspect, but can win quite easily, the young girl's understanding and mastery of their own martial arts, but also out of the opponent too much.
Just look at this knife, Yan Zhaoge can assert that if it is the same realm, Xiao Sheng may not be this female opponent.
"When did the Great Sun Shengzong come out with such a good disciple?" Yan Zhaoge touched his chin: "It looks like seventeen or eight years old."
Three great Japanese sage disciples also have a treasure.
Now everyone is the strength of the refining body, and they are unable to fully mobilize the forces of the soldiers.
But the black knife of the girl is the one who can suppress the opponent's treasure without reason.
The blade is in the direction, the wind is stirring, the thunder is shaking, and the big day is slanting!
However, in the blink of an eye, the three great Japanese saints have already lost all their lives.
The girl was holding a black knife and stood in front of them. The cloud smiled lightly: "Through it, you just have to stand in the same place and wait."
The Dasheng Shengzong disciple named Tsai screamed: "Do you dare to move us? Xiao brother and Zongmen will not let you go!"
"Your master is dead, your master is dead now, no one can protect you!"
The girl swayed, her smile disappeared, and she stared at the other person and asked, "You said that my master had an accident? Who did it!"
Mr. Cai snorted: "A small-scale invasion of the East China Sea in the past, your master is just on guard, and the clashes have been killed in the conflict."
"Do you know now? Your backing has disappeared, and you will soon be stunned by your knowledge. Otherwise, there will always be your suffering!"
The girl took a deep breath and looked normal. She looked at the three brothers: "You don't understand, it's not that my master is holding me, but she is protecting you."
The three of them are all in vain, waiting for them to react, and the knife is set!
A good head of Cai’s brother flew straight into the sky, and the remaining two were stunned.
The girl said plainly: "In the past two years, you and other colleagues have chased me many times. I defeated you, but I kept living more than once, and often exposed my whereabouts, adding a lot of danger from the air."
"To fight with you, because of the killer, many times I have added unnecessary injuries."
"Do you think that my heart is soft and soft? I have escaped from the mountain gate, I am alone, all the way, the people who have killed, more than the three of you who have killed in this life."
"But I have not killed anyone in this sect. Do you think I am afraid of tearing my face?"
"Jokes, from that day on, the face has already been torn!"
The girl said, it was a knife, and killed another one: "I don't kill you, just don't want to stay in the master of Zongmen. She is hard to do."
"Now the Master is no longer there, I have nothing to worry about."
"This big day saint, I am against it!"
Under the third knife, another skull landed!
"At most one death, you are also carrying me on Huangquan Road!"
Killing three people on the spot, the girl did not change color, received a black knife, and looked indifferently at the same door.
In her eyes, she gradually showed sadness, but not for the three people in front, but for her own master.
"The Great Day is really bad, and it is very likely that the result is only one death."
A voice suddenly rang in the ear, and the girl was shocked. She turned and looked at it. She saw a young man in white and a black robes with black rims in front of him.
"The people of Guangcheng Mountain... Guangzong Gongzi Yan Zhaoge?"
The young girl quickly calmed down, and the appearance of Yan Zhaoge's appearance was widely spread in the Eight Great Worlds, and she could recognize it.
Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly: "I don't know if you made a big rule for the Sun Yat-Sen, and you were chased, but if you were just a little bit of a younger disciple, then you are facing the real master's killing. It is."
"Right, you know who I am, I don't know what you call it."
The girl nodded and fell to the ground: "My name is Feng, Feng Yun."
Yan Zhao song slightly tilted his head and looked at her: "Oh, good name, knife light, wind and rain, people like their names."
Feng Yunyu looked at Yan Zhaoge and said simply: "I don't know what Yan's brother wants?"
"If you want to catch me and hand it over to the Dasheng Shengzong, you can't run it too high, but I won't be able to get rid of it, although the result may only be self-deprecating."
"If I don't catch me, I would like to join the Guangshang Mountain for asylum. I don't know if I have some hope?"
It is not a trivial matter to accommodate disciples who have rebelled against the wall.
It is the Guangchong Mountain and the Dazhe Shengzong that have always come and gone, and will not do this kind of thing. It is possible to fight the two holy places.
This principle, Feng Yunyi also understands: "I am brazen, boastful, and martial arts. I am also a potential seed that is worth cultivating, at least not worse than Xiao Sheng and Qian Yuanlong."
"I can provide some information, but not many of them, especially my martial arts heritage, I can't provide it. Although the family teacher has already gone, but that kind of thing, I want her to come to her old family and don't want me to do it."
"But the information I can provide is also of some value."
Fengyun’s mouth is fast, but the conversation is clear and clear:
I know that I have limited chips and I don’t dare to hold too much extravagant hope. If Yan’s brother does not catch me, Guangcheng Mountain also has no intention for me. Can I have never seen me as if I have Let me leave?"
Yan Zhaoge listened to her with great interest, and he smiled: "Interesting, since you are at the door, I don't circle."
"You said it yourself, your chips are limited, so you want to take care of you and take advantage of the pressure on the big saints."
"At least, let the door desperate to retain people, Feng Yunxiao, is not enough for this weight." Yan Zhao song smiled at Feng Yunyi: "However, if it is a pastoral song, the situation may be different ""
After a moment of silence, Feng Yunyi replied: "Before you escaped from the mountain gate, the song of the pastoral is already closed."