Chapter 101: Knife Battle with Dangerous Grievances 2

"Juemo is so broad, controls others' strengths, and causes the opponent to lose his direction." Bai Lufei sighed softly, it is not good at all, and it has not changed at all...

Huang Hequ is worthy of being the third in the Jin Dynasty. Under his obstacles, Shengnan is like a cocoon, trapped in his momentum, and heading into a dead end!

Retreating stiffly, storming, mania and turmoil occupied all intentions, and it seemed that a hot cluster of fire was rolling in the sea of ​​heart. The feeling was really chaotic.

At this moment, the sound of the ancient flute came to my ears. The music was very delicate. I don’t know which direction it was, no matter how far it was, it finally sneaked into my heart like a breeze and drizzle, and it could not be dispersed for a long time. Suddenly, all the hard-to-removal depression began to be released, the scorching flames were completely extinguished, and all the meaningless shackles were broken free. Instantly, you can continue to squander the hatred knife, restore your daily understanding and control of weapons, experience the indifference and calmness when facing the enemy, and all the distracting thoughts became passing clouds and smoke.

Yes, there must be a master who is secretly helping me!

So I cleaned up the mess and took action again. From the moment I took action, I was destined to be more exciting in the next moment.

The sudden intervention of the music actually made the battle turn sharply. Huang He's face sank, and it was no longer as relaxed as before. Bai Erfei stretched his brows: "Yes, this is the real aura of the detest knife..."

There is no distracting thoughts involved, no hatred knife caused by the inner demon...

Huang He didn't say anything, but from his expression, Bai Erfei could see through his psychology. I'm afraid that Huang He would need to re-evaluate the importance of this opponent!

In just half a stick of incense, with the rhythm of the sound of the flute, the Death Knife began to swallow and sweep!

It’s a pity that I regret that the knife breaks the east and sweeps the west and crosses the mountains and the plains, and the force of shaking sand is still pinching the mud balls, which is hard to match.

If you carry a knife, you will be empty and you will be able to cut off the edge of Juemo's knife, and you will never be able to hit it horizontally!

The war is still an object in the mirror, and the wind and clouds have come down from the knife!

"Very good, this is Chu Jiang's hatred knife..." Bai Lu Fei said happily. Huang He wanted to beat him, but he was afraid that there would still be difficulties!

The confrontation between Yinhen Killing and Jue Mo Killing was recorded by Ye Mo, and the sky was covered by dark clouds. The fifth day of the October 20th is about to end.

The night unconsciously penetrated into the sword light and took risks, and was cut down into pieces of black, no matter how vast or vast it was, they were all subordinate to this duel!

Huang Hequ obviously would not be covered by this momentum and failed immediately. Jue Mo's sword was in hand and could reverse the battle again at all times, but he did not dare to neglect...

Whether it is evenly matched or a little better, he has been alarmed by Lin Qian's wonderful swordsmanship and has been unable to win for a long time, let alone break through!

Just then, a woman's voice came: "Crane, do you need my help?"

Shengnan was suddenly shocked and woke up from the sound of the flute. Huang He went to help was a cold middle-aged beauty. If she was not mistaken, she should be the wife of Yi Maishan's leader. Leng Bingbing, who fell into gold because of the love for the egret that could not fly!

She had the same name as her face, with a gloomy and cold feeling on her face.

Bai Lufei was also stunned: "Lengbingbing!"

Not only Leng Bingbing, there were a large group of people behind her, men and women, expressionless and fierce in their eyes, as if they were all dead soldiers.

The cold Bingbing appeared somewhat distracted Shengnan. At this moment, he was unprepared to be tested by Huang Heqi's internal force. Under the continuous internal force, most of the attack was removed. At the same time, he saw a hint of astonishment on Huang Heqi's face, exactly the same as Xue Wuqing's face at that time.

"He is not passing on the power of the world, he is using the 'sucking new Dafa', Shengnan, this is a kind of evil kung fu, which specializes in absorbing people's internal strength. You must not be fooled!" Bai Lufei said anxiously.

"Does he have internal strength?" Huang Hege smiled coldly, and caught Sheng Nan's weakness while beating. Bai Lu Fei was stunned and chuckled coldly, "Hege, a boy with insufficient internal strength can delay you for so long. You are really ashamed of the third place!"

Before she finished speaking, she unexpectedly locked the hidden weapon in her hand and directly hit Shengnan near: "I will make up for this fault for you!"

Shengnan was still being sucked firmly by Huang He at that time, so he could not move. Leng Bingbing was so fast that he could not escape this disaster. He felt a sharp pain in his right arm... No, he refused to let go, he refused to admit defeat. He tried hard to hold the knife of drinking hatred. The sound of the flute was still there, but he could actually fight back...

Huang He went to see him, sneered, kicked him up!

Bai Lufei watched Lin Shengnan kicked from the dangerous valley and fell to the hillside. After that, there was no sound. He was so shocked that he climbed to the edge of the cliff and looked down with pain. Although the mountains in Huainan were not high, there was a dangerous rock rush here. Shengnan was kicked down by Huang He again, which was obviously a bit of good luck!

"Brother, if you don't reduce gold, you will only implicate more people." Leng Bingbing said softly, his words were full of viciousness.

"Why did you kick him down the mountain?" Bai Lu Fei stared at Huang He with anxiety and hatred in his expression.

"Don't worry, I'll go find his body immediately. Bingbing, take your brother away first!" Huang He went back to the foot of the mountain, and it was blurry and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Why did I kick him down the mountain? Did he really care about his sword skills just now?

A trace of cold sweat suddenly flowed across Huang He's cheeks.
Chapter completed!