"Hey!" An impact on the bone sounded dull. Chen Xuanfeng’s right hand frowned slightly, and then he kicked out Si Nian’s right hand and stabbed the immortal sword. Chen Xuanfeng put away his feet and stepped on the immortal sword, and then he jumped out and the distance between them was pulled.
The night faded in the long night, and there was a light in the distant sky. The sky was gradually dawn, and the pale blue sky was inlaid with the last few residual stars.
Lao Liu was stunned by the fight between the two men, but he still remembered his mission. He was going to return to Jiangnan with the body of the boss. He stopped looking at the white clouds and the two men fought in the distance. He tied the boss behind his back to a camel that had already been killed and woke up, and he jumped a camel and ran to the place where the sun rose.
At dawn, the clouds are intertwined in the horizon, like being soaked in blood and showing a light red color.
And light red seems to be dyed, and a light red appears on the desert at the same moment. This red has the characteristics of s-curve, indifference and killing. This red pops up from Chen Xuanfeng’s fingertips, and after the true qi is compressed and condensed, it bursts into a fierce shock wave that shoots Liu who wants to escape.
"snap your fingers!"
"bang!"
"Meteor white waist thrust sword flowers and autumn lotus light out of the box" Si Nian whispered "Song of Violet Sword", the thirteenth poem, the fourth poem, the disease is like light, but firm but gentle shot from the tip of immortal sword, Chen Xuanfeng flicked his fingers and the avatar met three feet behind Liu, and two qi collided, all of which dissipated in the soft breeze in the morning.
Old Liu braved the cold sweat, but he felt the instant threat behind him, but he didn’t dare to look back. The only thing he could do was to keep running to Jiangnan with his boss’s body.
"What’s this trick called?" The amazing color in Chen Xuanfeng’s eyes made no secret that he didn’t expect Si Nian to have such a move faster than "snapping the avatar"
Si nian’s calm eyes never changed color. He snorted coldly, "Kill your sword!"
The sword light swept across the claws and the wind was sharp. The two men met unexpectedly.
"It seems that this average computer-virus has hurt you." Chen Xuanfeng’s yellow face Si Nian looked at each other and "destroyed the palm of his heart" took the wind and hit Si Nian’s chest again.
After all, the speed of thinking is faster than that of Chen Xuanfeng, even if he is injured by demons.
Just as the palm wind approached that moment, Si Nian stood in the same place, and the figure was slowly broken and turned out to be a ghosting image!
"How many swords can you dodge?" Si Nian’s figure seemed to suddenly appear in the air behind Chen Xuanfeng. Si Nian was injured after being possessed regardless of the flaw, and forced to hit the field. The longevity sword instantly stabbed Chen Xuanfeng in the back with a scarlet sword.
Chen Xuanfeng’s face always changed! He didn’t expect Si Nian to be faster. He couldn’t move it. He could sweep his left hand to block Si Nian. It seemed like a flash of a sword.
"ah!" A painful call Chen Xuanfeng’s yellow face turned pale. His left hand was cut off from his wrist and fell into the yellow sand, where blood was red all over the place.
Chen Xuanfeng quickly stepped back while clutching his left palm. Suddenly, he choked back the pain of palm-breaking, buckled his right index finger, and then a "flick of the magical power" was shot at Ebe, who was immortal.
Si Nian wants to take another sword to take Chen Xuanfeng’s head. Seeing that he was shooting at Ebay with one hand, his face changed instantly. Chen Xuanfeng was closer to Ebay than him!
Si Nianhao kept his true spirit and poured out the "snow mark", which was put to the extreme by him and approached Ebay. Then the fourth poem of "Song of Violet Sword" appeared again, and the magical power was once again scattered by him. When Si Nian looked up again, Chen Xuanfeng was already leaping away, leaving only a tiny figure in the morning light.
Sinian let go of the idea of chasing him and killing him, and came to Yibei’s side, staring at it with a handsome face and a cut eye.
Chapter one hundred and forty-six Ebe died
On that day, the brook was still a puppy, and Yibei’s eyes were shining, timid and infatuated.
Young life has gone through difficulties again and again with Si Nian, who never thought that one day without Yibei and this, what would he do if he treated him like a friend?
The native wind blew a sweet memory, which made Sinian deeply immersed in it and unwilling to open his eyes.
However, people who walk in rivers and lakes will eventually have to let the lost memories become old memories.
Si Nian’s heart aches like a cone, but he can hold back the pain and smile, looking at Yibei and his tired eyes that want to sleep.
Ebay’s insides have been cracked and broken in two "heart-destroying palms" in Chen Xuanfeng. It is trying to close its eyes and be tired. It can clearly look at Si Nian again. Let it follow the lonely figure with all its heart. It is watching Si Nian win again. It believes that its master will hold the eternal sword and become the man who is the best in the world …
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The morning sun in the desert finally pierced the clouds, and the crimson sun shone with all kinds of light in the gradual rise, and the temperature in the desert was rising rapidly.
Sinian was lonely and the body was lying quietly around the yellow sand.
His lonely figure turned his back to the sun, and his white clothes danced gently with the wind. He bowed his head and stuck his sword in the yellow sand beside him.
"You shouldn’t do this …" Sinian whispered with his head down, holding the dead Yibei. Two tears slipped down his handsome face and fell on Yibei’s hair stained with bright red blood.
When he slowly lost in the same place, he was reluctant to move for a long time, and his heart was full of remorse and hatred.
When the scorching sun was shining high in the desert and the gas was steamed and twisted, Si Nian always raised his head. He crouched down and gently placed Yibei’s stiff body on the yellow sand and then slowly raised his left hand "Bang!" A black flame rose in his palm.
Sinian doesn’t look at it anymore. He has work to do. He needs to kill the man with the broken palm.
"Bang!" With a wave of his left hand, "the fire of death" touched Yibei, but Sinian didn’t have the heart to look at it and turned his head.
Tears are playing in white clothes.
"Goodbye goodbye …"
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"Thief wife, let’s go!" A Mongolian yurt Mei Chaofeng was meditating with his eyes closed when suddenly he came to Chen Xuanfeng outside and was anxious.
Mei Chaofeng opened his eyes from self-study and looked slightly unhappy. "What are you doing, thief?"
"bang!" The yurt door was uncovered by a figure and then the figure stumbled into the tea table.
"Thief han what’s wrong with you! ？” Mei Chaofeng’s keen eyes saw Chen Xuanfeng’s wrist in the light through the curtain. The wrist had no palm, only a shocking bone was bloody together.
"shout! ….. "Chen Xuanfeng leaned against MeiChaoFeng and his lips became unusually pale due to excessive blood loss.
"Thief wife, let’s leave here and go to the head city of Montenegro!" Chen Xuanfeng touched the tea table, bitten off the cork and poured the powder directly into his broken palm.
"blare! -"Chen Xuanfeng was biting the bottle stopper with a cold sweat straight out. After waiting for the pain, Chen Xuanfeng" bah "spit out the bottle stopper and tore a piece of white cloth from the bed curtain and handed it to Mei Chaofeng." What’s the thief’s wife doing? Give me the bag quickly! "
MeiChao wind came back from Chen Xuanfeng after a train, and hurriedly took the white cloth and hemmed it and shouted, "You thief Han went out at midnight to play with all his hands?" ！” Although MeiChaoFeng mouth scold eyes is limited love dearly.
Chen Xuanfeng’s eyes sank, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes. Suddenly he sighed, "I underestimated my opponent. I didn’t expect our loser apprentice to bring us a * * trouble. Pack our horses and leave!"
"I asked you who cut off your hand?" Mei Chaofeng, although I don’t know the situation just now, can also see from Chen Xuanfeng’s wound that his palm was severely cut off by sharp tools.
"I can’t see the way out. The clothes are not the Song Dynasty, and the martial arts people in the country may be a master in the eleven cities of China." When Chen Xuanfeng saw that Mei Chaofeng had bandaged the wound himself, he immediately got up and pulled her to the outside of the yurt.
"We can’t kill him together?" Meichao wind holding Chen Xuanfeng hand behind him and asked.
Chen Xuanfeng suddenly stopped and paused slightly, thinking of Si Nian’s fight on the spot for a short time. He shook his head and said, "Thief woman, you are my flaw. Maybe we can kill him together, but I can’t risk it. If you are hurt, I’m afraid I’ll go crazy completely!"
Mei Chaofeng became unusually ferocious because of practicing "Nine Yin and White Bone Claw". After hearing this sentence from Chen Xuanfeng, he suddenly became like a sad face. "Thief Han rushed at you. Today I want you to avenge this! My man’s hand was cut off like this. I can’t just run away! "
Chen Xuanfeng grasped Mei Chaofeng’s hand more tightly. He looked at Mei Chaofeng with gentle eyes. "Thief, don’t bet on this tone. I will come back to avenge this broken hand after we understand the Nine Yin True Classics. But now you listen to me …" Chen Xuanfeng’s lips blew slightly and Mei Chaofeng scattered a few long hairs in front of her eyes. "I haven’t given you a good day since you escaped from Peach Blossom Island with me. I’m still waiting for you. My martial arts are unparalleled. You and I have a bunch of thieves!"
Mei Chaofeng looked at Chen Xuanfeng’s sad face and was about to cry. I have never heard him say such a thing to himself. Even when he stole the Nine Yin True Classics and betrayed his master to escape from Peach Blossom Island, he said to himself at the bow, "Come with me?"
At that time, she was still young and beautiful, and her master loved her and her brother loved her, but she forgot those four words and entrusted her whole life to this man, with her looks, youth and freedom. She really loved him and wanted to become his dream of being a hero in the world.
She nodded bitterly and smiled brightly on her ugly face. She wanted him to have a group of thieves, and she was willing to give him everything, including her life.
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With a wave of his left sleeve, Chen Xuanfeng once again picked Sinian’s sword to block his right hand. Nine Yin bones and claws were as fast as fierce thunder, and he grabbed Sinian’s throat. blazing with anger didn’t care about Chen Xuanfeng’s buckle to his fingers, but he stepped forward and went to him when Sinian’s throat was about to be scratched by Chen Xuanfeng.
