Chapter 417: a sword

Looking at Su Yun to take out a strange black sword, the wind and strong brows are locked together: "A strong evil, what is the sword?"
"Young master, be careful what tricks this guy has made, you should stand a little further, here we can do it." A spiritualist next to him said.
The wind was strong and not reluctant, nodded, riding a unicorn and retreating a hundred meters.
嗡嗡嗡
At this time, the hood suddenly and quickly trembled, and the flag suspended in the center of the hood began to slowly descend, and the suffocating air around it was loose.
The wind Mo Qiang frowned.
But with the fall of the flag, the suffocating hood released by the imperial device is about to disappear, and it is already very weak. The attack of the spiritualists around seems to be able to break the hood at any time.
More than ten people outside looked at each other and immediately formed an encirclement, surrounded by Su Yun and Huairou Muyu.
"Oh? Can't you finally hold it?" The wind is strong and the mouth is slightly ticked.
Su Yun clasped the hilt of the dead sword and turned his head to the Huairou Muyu: "I will make a gap for you. You should go first. Feng Lingsheng should have brought someone to look for us. You will meet with him. Bring him over to support me, understand?"
Huairou Muyu thought for a while, and nodded seriously.
"Good! I have to withdraw the seven products!"
Su Yunqi breathed a sigh of relief, then raised his arm and put the flag into the storage ring.
Almost at the moment when the storage ring was scattered, he activated the shadow again.
Tiger King Sifang Xiao!
Roar! ! !
Four huge tiger heads appeared in the four sides of Su Yun. The deafening snoring sounded, and the four people couldn't catch up. They were shocked by the snoring and walked back a few steps. When they were soft and rainy, they immediately raised the crystal sword and stabbed them in front of them. Did not escape from the tiger's Yu Wei, was cut down to the ground.
Huairou Muyu immediately jumped up and flew away in the distance.
"Fast!! Stop the Huairou Muyu!!"
The wind was strong and urgent, and shouted.
The four spiritualists immediately opened Su Yun and rushed toward Huairou Muyu.
"A sword Ling Feng!!"
Su Yun sighed low, no longer scruples, directly pulled out the dead sword in his hand, and applied the fifth style of "Feng Shen Jian Fa" to the four people.
The sword was opened, and the sky was squatting, and a gust of wind swept over. The wind was like a blade, and the evil spirits were rolled up.
The sudden gust of wind is awkward, and what is even more surprising is that each of these hurricanes is full of swords.
Su Yun's body is open, his pores are open, and the raging mysterious spurt rushes out of the body and turns into an endless wind.
Su Yun stared at the man and went to a sword dance.
In an instant, the world was alarmed, the wind was blowing, and the sharp wind blade slammed into the people who chased Huairou and the rain.
Huairou Muyu opened his own defensive magic weapon according to the words that Su Yun had previously explained in the imperial device. A gray carapace was sacrificed, and Huairou Muyu immediately plunged into the carapace.
And the wind that is sharper than the sword has already blown, and instantly penetrated the bodies of the four people. The dark evil spirits infiltrated into their bodies through the cracks, making waves in their bodies.
The four men fell from the air in an instant, twitched on the ground, and then stopped moving. The remaining squally winds hit the shell of Huairou Muyu, the shell was torn out of a crack, and finally cracked, Huairou Muyu also ate a lot of injuries, but fortunately not serious.
"what?"
The wind was strong and his face changed dramatically, and the four people looked at the round eyes.
hiss! ! ! ! ! !
At this time, the bodies of the four people split open countless mouths, blood madly spurting, continued the effort of the three interest, the blood stopped, and the body of those people split open, like a blooming rose, split into pieces The visceral bones are unobstructed, and they are dead and can no longer die.
"what!"
When the rest of the people saw it, they were frightened.
This sword is perfect. Whether it is the release of breath or the trajectory of squally bombing, Su Yun is precise, but after this sword is applied, Su Yun is sitting on the ground in an instant, his hands clasping the sword of death. The hilt, the gasping of the effort, the sweat of the beans dripped from the pale cheeks.
The qi strength of this sword is too great, not only the spirit of the spirit, but also a lot of evil spirits together to fight out, Su Yun worried that the power is not enough, almost opened all the spirits, not reserved!
The dead sword is shaking.
Su Yun clenched his teeth and urged the remaining mysterious force to suppress it.
Fortunately, Su Yun’s current cultivation is no longer the same. It’s quite easy to suppress the dead sword. After the sword trembled for a while, it calmed down.
He breathed a sigh of relief and stood up again, looking at the wind and looking strong.
‘A sword Ling Feng’ has exhausted more than half of the body’s mysterious temperament. In addition to the loss of the body, the mysteriousness of the body is not much, and I am afraid that it will not be cheaper.
Seeing that Mo Moqiang and others were stagnation in the same place, Su Yun knew that the blow had already shocked these people.
Huairou Muyu has already flown away from here, and disappeared, the situation began to become favorable.
"This sword" Feng Moqiang stared at the dead sword for a while, the shocked face looked at Su Yun: "Who are you?"
"A nameless pawn!"
Su Yun is a light road.
"The unknown soldier can have such a powerful imperial device? Can an unknown soldier have such a sword?" The wind Mo Qiang bite his teeth and did not believe Su Yun's words.
"Huairou Muyu has already run, Master, what do we do now?"
"Let's go together and kill this kid and talk about it!"
"Don't slap a sword and kill four masters of spirituality. This is extremely rare in the world of extreme weapons. This person is not simple. If you go up indiscriminately, I am afraid it will only die!"
The wind is strong and the heart is extremely painful and complicated. This plan is foolproof, because Huairou Muyu will not be prepared for himself, and everything is ready, and he will kill a Su Yun in the middle of the road, so that his plan will be completely defeated.
He is well aware of the consequences of the planned defeat. He himself must be accompanied by the entire wind home, and I am afraid that it will be burned by the anger of Huairou.
These masters are all awkward, no one dares to go.
A sword smashed four elite masters, this strength is enough to shock the world, and who dares to come to Su Yun? This time, I am afraid that the wind is strong and I will call everyone, and no one dares to rush.
Feng Moqiang also knows the meaning of Su Yun's sword, not only killing his four masters, but also completely defeating these people's fighting spirit.
It is impossible to fight again.
The wind is strong and strong: "Things can only retreat now!"
Now I can't say whether I can kill Su Yun. I can only say that Huairou Muyu has gone. It is meaningless to fight with Su Yun.
"Su Yun, you remember to me, sooner or later, I will find you for your account!"
The wind Mo Qiang bite his teeth, turned and jumped, jumped to the one-horned horse, and he left.
But at this moment, a few blue beams of light came from a distance, directly hit the wind on the strong chest, and he immediately hit him from the horse.
The wind was strong and fell to the ground, gray face, he hurriedly looked up, but saw a large number of people flying here.
"Animals! Do you want to go after doing this kind of thing??"
An old man with a white head and a white-browed head flies over, and his face is angry and screaming at the wind.
"Grandpa" style is strong and strong.
Su Yun hurriedly turned his head, but he saw that Huairou Muyu had led a group of people to rush toward it.
Come fast! Have you arrived here?
Those who are strong in the wind have seen people, scared their livers and gallbladder, hurriedly crouched on the ground, constantly gimmick: "Too master is forgiving! Too much fortune!"
"You guys help the dog slaves, so that the wind Mo Qiang made these things, I want you to spare you? All won, bring back thousands of dollars!!"
The old man is angry.
"Follow!"
There are more than a dozen middle-aged men flying behind the old man. These people are all breathtaking and extremely fast. They are in the blink of an eye and fall to the side of the spiritualists. They directly shoot their palms at their necks. These spirits are all in the air. It breaks instantly and falls to the ground.
"The people of the wind guard hall?" Wind Mo Qiang widened his eyes and looked at these people in horror.
Su Yun hurriedly took the dead sword into the scabbard and sighed. He looked at the people who came over, but he saw that Huairou Muyu and Fengling Sheng were walking here.
"Su Yun, are you okay?" asked Feng Lingsheng.
"I am fine."
Su Yun smiled.
"I just left for a little while, then I ran into the wind and sacred them, and finally it was too late! Otherwise, I almost ran away." Huairou Muyu said lightly.
"If you know that Feng Ling is coming, maybe I should stay longer."
Su Yun smiled bitterly.
At this time, I saw a soft white hand sticking out a small white hand, with a brown aphrodisiac on the palm of my hand.
Su Yun Wei Wei.
"Your face is very pale, the use of Xuanqi is too large, let's take it down quickly. This is a special effect, and it can quickly restore your mysteriousness." Huairou Mu Yu whispered.
"Thank you."
Su Yun nodded and did not feel guilty. He took the medicinal herbs and swallowed them, and sat down on his knees, and luck resumed.
Su Yun is fine here, Huairou Muyu will let go of her heart. She twisted her neck and looked at the wind that was still lying on the ground. The soft little face condensed a half of the frost and went straight.
"Miss Huairou, not filial Sun Feng Mo Qiang has done this kind of thing today. It is already guilty. This person will no longer be the person of my family from now on. Miss Huairou wants to kill and let you dispose of it.

The bald old man hugged his fists at Huairou Muyu and said with respect.
"Grandfather does not have to be so cautious, it is good to call me a rain." Huairou Mu Yu whispered.
Feng Chi stone nodded and said that it was, but he did not dare to have a slight stagnation in the heart. The wind Mo Qiang made this kind of thing today. It can be said that it completely dragged the wind home into the land of eternal annihilation. I am afraid that the wind home will be delisted.
At the moment, the wind-stained master’s wind marks are also under pressure. Looking at his son’s appearance, he can’t even say a word.
Huairou’s family is not a windy person who can offend.
"Wind Mo Qiang young master." Huairou Muyu walked over and said: "I have no enmity with you, why are you attacking me? Where are you going to take me? What is the purpose of doing this?" Can you tell Muyu one by one?"
Feng Moqiang stared at Huairou Muyu for a while, then shook his head and said: "Huairou Muyu, what is there to say now? I am a strong wind, you want to kill me, then you can do it quickly. Let's go."
He has broken the can, and this time he did not succeed. He is definitely not able to live any more. If he does not say Huairou, he will say that the wind home, even those people, will not let him live again.
"You don't have to think that you are not dead today. If you can tell me everything you know, I can promise not to kill you." Huairou Muyu rushed over and whispered: "But if you don't say it, Fengjia Up and down, including your mother, your grandfather, your brothers and sisters, I will never let go, you understand?"
Her face was still calm and the voice was very soft, but the words that made it made the wind Mo Qiang hit a cold war, just like the cold wind of winter night, people shudder.
The words are mixed with the extremely hidden three-point murder!
The wind is strong and the eyes are round and the eyes are wrong.
"I only give you a chance." Huairou Muyu looked at him calmly, and the deep eyes seemed to be two old wells.
The wind is strong and the eyes are stunned. In the end, the head is still low.