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The long sword's Breaking Wind Sword, with the thunderous momentum, cut the air and shot towards Manjian and Fengque.
Song--
Man Jian saw the flying sword full of wind breaking the wind, the cold sword light and sharp sword body made him feel a cold from his feet to the Baihui acupoint on his head, even with his half-step seventh level
The cultivation level is, but the spiritual power in the meridians in the body seems to be weak and cannot generate any useful defense.
"Damn it!"
Man-Jian curled up, buried her head in front of her chest, and crossed her arms in front of her. This was the only move that Man-Jian could do now. She prayed that this move would fail or be misleading, and she would not ask for anything, but only ask for it.
A trace of luck in fate.
With a crack, a sound of a sword piercing through flesh sounded. The flying sword was very fast, and the long sword pierced through the body, but there was not a drop of blood flowing out.
After the flying sword penetrated Manjian's body, it continued to speed in the air and shot towards Fengque, which was in a straight line.
The long sword that was walking through the wind in the air gradually trembled slightly with the sharp sound of the sword and the roar of the dragon. With a click, a crack broke out on the long sword. When the crack cracked to a certain length
Then, with a snap, a piece of fragment fell from the sword.
"Zhong, Zhong, Zhong, Zhong..." Seeing the long sword that began to break, Bai Xiangbing and Bai Xiangling, the two girls of Dongfang Yaomeng were both worried about it.
Click! Click...
Seeing a flying sword that fell from time to time and broke from time to time, Yang Ling and Murong Yi hurriedly retreated. Just when Feng Que was about to dodge, a petite figure with colorful butterfly wings appeared behind him.
The fireball hit his back. It doesn't matter whether the fireball exploded halfway or shot the plane off the target. The important thing is to successfully delay Feng Que's escape.
Under the expectant gaze of everyone, our sword brother finally lived up to expectations and could no longer bear the pressure of the three dragon flying swords. With a click, it broke into pieces of iron, and the broken sword body that was only one-third left was left.
Even the handguard had broken hilts, and with a bang, he fell to the ground weakly.
At this time, Feng Que felt a pain in his body. At first glance, he saw that there were several wounds on his body. The pieces that were splattered from the flying sword were inserted into the wound, and each piece seemed to be deeply embedded like a
As the body is, black blood flows out of the wound.
When Feng Que saw that he was lucky enough to save his life, he immediately did not pull out the fragments to heal his wounds, but hurriedly lifted his energy and used his light skills to quickly escape.
"The boy's awakening just now must tell the adults very quickly, otherwise there will be endless troubles."
Feng Que thought about this and his speed was faster, which was the only motivation that could support him to escape now.
"Want to run?" The space in front of him squirmed slightly. Bai Xiangbing squirmed Qian Yuyi, who had a dragon scale illusion, held the oil paper umbrella, with a bone-cold cold air, rushed towards Fengque from a high place, and held the
The oil-paper umbrella smashed Feng Que's forehead with all his might.
Feng Que slapped out his palm, and with a bang, the oil-paper umbrella and the flesh-palm collided together.
"Who are you?" Feng Que stared at Bai Xiangbing fiercely. To be precise, it was the dragon pattern on Bai Xiangbing's forehead. For Feng Que or the forces behind Feng Que, this pattern represents
It is a kind of destruction, a kind of old enemy in destiny, and should be the old enemy of all of them...
Once upon a time, they were forced into a desperate situation by this man with the mark, and finally survived by chance.
But those people who originally thought they had become extinct now have a boy who appeared in front of him...
"Can't you die yet?" Feng Que couldn't help but think: "So, where have they been hiding for thousands of years?"
"Down!" Yang Ling slashed down with a palm, ruthlessly slapped Feng Que from mid-air, and with a bang, he fell into the pile of rotten stones on the ground.
The Qianyu wings behind Bai Xiangbing slowly swayed, falling in front of Feng Que like a fallen leaf, holding an oil paper umbrella and pointing at Feng Que. The slender dagger on the head of the oil paper umbrella was pressed against Feng Que's throat, and there was nothing in his eyes.
The emotions fluctuated, like the god of death who welcomed him into hell.
Feng Que coughed violently a few times, and what he spit out was not phlegm, but black blood. He raised his head, looked at the dragon-patterned mark on Bai Xiangbing's forehead, and asked, "Who are you...?"
He was not afraid to resist. With his current strength, he was not unable to kill Bai Xiangbing. Even though he had been fighting with Yang Ling for a long time before, he had suffered serious injuries.
Yang Ling was watching from the side. Whenever there was any abnormal movement, he would immediately kill him. It was not that he could not move, but that he did not dare to move.
"Nine Curved Empire, Jiang..."
"I'm not asking this," Feng Que pointed to Bai Xiangbing's forehead: "Who are you...what are you...what are you...who are you...what are you..."
"What 'who should be'" Bai Xiangbing asked.
"You are definitely not an ordinary person!" Feng Que said disdainfully: "Jiuqu Empire, the Bai family in Jiangnan, Humph, more than a year ago, I attended an auction and happened to look at something. What's not so good is that there is one.
It was also the old man from the Bai family in Jiangnan who participated, and he even robbed me and killed him afterwards. You gave me a different feeling!" Feng Que roared: "You are definitely not an ordinary person, who are you!
”
"What kind of soul is this body that looks like a sick person!" Feng Que shouted.
Bai Xiangbing coldly pulled back the oil paper umbrella, and dripping black blood dripped on the dagger attached to the top of the oil paper umbrella fell to the ground: "Since I hurt the person I value, go and die, Uncle Yang, please give me a message.
”
"What!" Feng Que stood up like a flash of light and smashed Bai Xiangbing's forehead with a punch. Yang Ling, who was standing by, sneered slightly, caught Feng Que's outstretched fist with one palm, and his other hand turned into a knife to cut.
Going to his carotid artery.
Bai Xiangbing looked at Feng Que, whose face was ferocious and twisted, and his mouth opened slightly. When Feng Que heard Bai Xiangbing's words, his eyes opened and his mouth moved slightly, and he went to see Jesus with an unbelieving expression.
Bai Xiangbing seemed to think that the words "impossible" should be the three words, and there were some words that Feng Que died before he finished speaking.
Seeing Feng Que who was pissed to death for no reason, Bai Xiangbing frowned. The sentence "I am from another world" seemed to have a different shock to him or them. This is
Things he couldn't understand.
The black eyes closed, the dragon-patterned mark on the head slowly faded, the skin color changed back to its original whiteness, the long black and shiny hair turned white in an instant, the eyes opened, the black eyes
Turn back to its original ice blue eyes.
Bai Xiangbing whispered: "Forget it, I don't know what happened to me when I traveled through time anyway."
Snap.
Bai Xiangbing's oil-paper umbrella was inserted into the ground, blood was filtered out from the corner of his mouth, and his face was pale. It was obviously the result of overdrawing after the secret surgery. He staggered and fell to the ground.
"Bing'er!"
"Brother Xiangbing!"
The two girls hurriedly rushed towards Bai Xiangbing who was lying on the ground. Before Bai Xiangbing was about to fall to the ground, Bai Xiangling hugged Bai Xiangbing, pressing her face against Bai Xiangbing's forehead, feeling the smell and heartbeat of her younger brother in her arms...
"Sister Ling, take Brother Xiangbing back first, he is exhausted." Dongfang Yaomeng said.