Chapter 1710: my hand?

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"not good!"
When the figure of Zhuo Bufeng was missing in front of him, Xu Qingshan shook his heart, and secretly said badly, but under the former's deliberate calculations, it was too late for him to make any more actions.
"Xu Qingshan, you'd better not move, otherwise I don't have eyes with the sword in my hand!"
When Xu Qingshan had just moved his pulse, a cold voice was already coming from behind him, and immediately afterwards he felt a cold on the side of his neck, as if he had been put on his shoulder by a sharp weapon. .
At this moment, Xu Qingshan really didn't dare to move. He knew that the sword in Zhuo Bufeng's hand had reached the mid-level rank. It was simply blowing and breaking his hair. With his own physical strength, he absolutely couldn't compete.
Huh!
At the same time, a black light penetrated the heart of a Jade Sword Sect elder again, causing De Zhuo Bufeng's arm to tremble slightly, almost directly cutting off Xu Qingshan's neck bone.
"Your Excellency still doesn't stop, don't you want Xu Qingshan's life?"
Since he knew that he was not an opponent, Zhuo Bufeng also knew that Xu Qingshan in his hand was his last bargaining chip.
"You are joking, I am alone, but I don't know anything about Xu Qingshan and Xu Baishan!"
However, as soon as Zhuo Bufeng's words fell, the rough-clothed boy turned his head, stared at him and said coldly, for some reason, such words caused Xu Qingshan's heart to be happy.
Xu Qingshan didn't complain about Yun Xiao saying that he didn't know him. In fact, he did not know the rough-clothed boy. Why should people care about himself?
Or perhaps in Xu Qingshan's heart, he used his life to replace the lives of so many people in Jade Sword Sect, and Zhuo Bufeng, the young master of Jade Sword Sect, was simply making a lot of money. Why not buy and sell?
Xu Qingshan's heart was completely filled with hatred and resentment. He asked himself that he wanted to repay the genocide with his cultivation talents. He didn't know when it was going to happen. It would be better to let Jade Sword Sect lose a young master first. Cost-effective.
"This brother is right, we have nothing to do, Zhuo Bufeng, is it too stupid for you to use me as a hostage?"
Therefore, in the next moment, Xu Qingshan, who was taken as a hostage, directly mocked Zhuo Bufeng. Such a bold hostage was simply unheard of.
"You shut up Laozi!"
Zhuo Bufeng, who was in a depressed mood, suddenly heard Xu Qingshan's words, and finally couldn't help but explode. It seems that under such a situation, his previous confidence has already been thrown out of the sky.
Huh! Chacha! Chacha!
There were several soft sounds, and then all the elders of the Jade Sword Sect were pierced by the Dragon Sword, and no one could hold on for more than one round.
After all, the remaining elders of the Jade Sword Sect, the strongest is only one and a half steps into the Lingyun realm, so how can they be the enemy of Yunxiao Yulong Feijian? At the moment Zhuo Bufeng chose to shoot Yun Xiao, their fate was doomed.
"Now, only you are left!"
After killing so many elders of the Jade Sword Sect, Yun Xiao seemed to have done a trivial thing. He turned his head slowly, staring at Zhuo Bufeng who was still holding Xu Qingshan.
With Yun Xiao coldly, even staring at him without emotion, Zhuo Qingfeng felt that one of his heart was about to jump out of his chest. At this moment, the bottom of his heart was full of endless regrets.
Originally, this terrifying boy in coarse clothes had nothing to do with Xu Qingshan. He just happened to appear here. If Zhuo Bufeng didn't take the initiative to provoke him, how could he cause such a disaster?
It's just that Zhuo Bufeng hasn't figured out how a young boy who seems to be only in his early twenties can be so terrifying, his teacher as the Sect Master of Jade Sword Sect can only reach the level of heaven.
"In that case, let's go to together!"
Knowing that he could not be the young man's enemy of flying sword, Zhuo Bufeng suddenly raised a hint of hostility in his heart.
Hearing a loud shout in his mouth, the next moment, he wanted to swing the sharp sword in his hand and cut Xu Qingshan's head off.
Huh!
Just when Zhuo Bufeng wanted to die with Xu Qingshan, he suddenly felt that there was a breeze blowing between himself and Xu Qingshan, and it seemed that a faint light flashed by, making him slightly startled.
However, the movements in Zhuo Bufeng's hands have already been made. In his opinion, no matter what movements the rough-clothed boy has, it is impossible to save Xu Qingshan's life, so let everyone die together.
"Ok?"
However, at the next moment, Zhuo Bufeng suddenly discovered an extremely strange fact, that is, no matter how hard he used his right arm, the mid-level heavenly sword did not move any more, but fell strangely downward.
When Zhuo Bufeng saw that there was an arm grasping the hilt of the long sword that was falling downwards, the weirdness in his eyes became more intense.
"I... my hands..."
Zhuo Bufeng took his gaze back from the fallen sword, and then turned to his right shoulder, where he saw that there was only a bare shoulder left, and his arm was lost for some time. fly.
At this moment, Zhuo Bufeng didn't even feel the slightest pain, until he saw a stream of blood spilling from his right shoulder, the weirdness on his face finally turned into panic.
Obviously at that moment, at the moment when Zhuo Bufeng wanted to go to with Xu Qingshan, Yun Xiao had hidden the Dragon Sword in the air and approached this critical place.
Although Yun Xiao did meet Xu Qingshan for the first time, he had a pretty good impression of this young man, not just because the people in the imperial palace wanted to kill Xu Qingshan.
Before not knowing his cultivation level just now, Xu Qingshan could still stand in front of him without hesitation. From this point of view, Yun Xiao knew that this young man was a kind man.
Now that he has such a good impression and has the strength to save it, how could Yun Xiao ignore it? The power of Yulong Feiyin was completely beyond the imagination of Zhuo Bufeng in the late stage of the floating world.
How sharp is the Yulong Sword, after cutting off Zhuo Bufeng's right arm, it took a while before he felt pain, and even the overflow of blood occurred under Zhuo Bufeng's gaze.
"what!"
After another moment, a stern and painful howling sounded from behind Xu Qingshan, making him feel a little overwhelmed for a while, not knowing what happened?
To be honest, at the moment when Zhuo Bufeng said that he was going to "go to together", Xu Qingshan had actually closed his eyes and waited to die, because he knew that no matter how fast he was, he must be faster than Zhuo Bufeng's long sword. Shaved.
The weapons of the Intermediate Heavenly Rank are so sharp that they can break Xu Qingshan's neck and die with just a single stroke, but he did not expect that something has happened again. After all, his head was not separated from his body.
"He gave it to you!"
Controlling the Dragon Sword to cut off Zhuo Bufeng's right arm Yunxiao, he directly stretched out his hand, and the two wooden swords were taken back by him, and then they were inserted diagonally on the back, with a soft sound in the mouth, so that Xu Qingshan finally It's a comeback.
"This……"
Xu Qingshan, who turned around, naturally saw Zhuo Bufeng's miserable appearance. While he was delighted, there was a touch of horror. Is there anything that the young man can't do in secret?
But at this moment, Xu Qingshan had mixed thoughts in his mind, but what he needed most was to take Zhuo Bufeng's life first, which might reduce the hatred in his heart a bit.
"Xu Qingshan, you want to kill me, that's a dream!"
Seeing that this previous defeated general showed such an expression, Zhuo Bufeng couldn't help but let out a loud shout even in the pain of his severed arm.
It's a pity that Zhuo Bufeng was seriously injured, and because of the changes at the moment, he became a little crazy. Even half of his daily strength can't be played. How could he be Xu Qingshan's opponent?
Huh!
So just after Zhuo Bufeng’s shout fell, he found that his throat was cold, and a slightly weird knife had been inserted into the vital part of his throat, causing an incredible color to appear on his face. .
"Hid...hide the knife!"
Looking down at the slightly familiar knife, Zhuo Bufeng reacted quite quickly. At first glance, he recognized that the knife was a token of the master of the hidden sword gate.
This small knife, naturally, was originally the door of the hidden knife door was destroyed, the door owner Xu Shitong gave it to Xu Qingshan, and with this knife door owner’s token, Zhuo Bufeng was killed. For Xu Qingshan, there was also An extraordinary meaning.
Just now, Xu Qingshan was not only extremely fast, but also used some special methods that belonged to the Hidden Sword Sect. This was the only way to accomplish this in one fell swoop and kill Zhuo Bufeng here.
"Father, have you seen it? Zhuo Bufeng is dead. One day, I will avenge all my blood for the Hidden Sword Gate!"
Slowly withdrew the hidden knife from Zhuo Bufeng’s throat, and watching the red blood that shot out and the vitality dissipating in Zhuo Bufeng’s eyes, Xu Qingshan suddenly turned around. He fell to the ground in a volley toward the eastern sky, murmured in his mouth.
Although only one Zhuo Bufeng was killed today, the elders of the Jade Sword Sect were killed by Yun Xiao, but in Xu Qingshan's heart, he could see that these Jade Sword Sect guys were unlucky, and that was to report a part of the hidden swords. Enmity of the door.
boom!
Zhuo Bufeng's corpse fell powerlessly to the ground below, and finally dissipated his vitality. The Young Sect Master of the Jade Sword Sect, a young genius who wanted to do something ambitious, eventually died here inexplicably, I have to say it is sad.
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