Chapter Thirteen: Seeing Killing Thousand Knives Again
Following this clear shout, three people walked quickly into the door, one man and two women.
Fahai looked at it and smiled.
The man and two women, one on the left and one on the right, are old acquaintances Yue Lei and Qin Lingyun, and the woman in the middle is Zhao Lingxiang, whom Fa Hai has been waiting for for a long time.
Zhao Lingxiang, as her name suggests, has a very beautiful face. Her silver-white hair is messy behind her back, like pure silver filaments, reaching to the ground. Her cheeks are silvery, and her thin eyebrows fly into her temples. She naturally shows her heroic spirit.
The last time she wore Shengxue's clothes, she looked even more noble and noble, making people intimidated and not daring to blaspheme.
Among the women Fa Hai had seen, apart from the masked ones, Zhao Lingxiang was the only one who could rival Jun Xiyue. One was a delicate rose, and the other was an proud snowy plum.
As soon as Zhao Lingxiang appeared, she attracted almost everyone's attention. Even Gui Shisan's pale face had a rare rosy look, but the words he muttered were a bit disgusting.
"It's a pity that it is alive. If it were dead and rotten, even this young master would not be able to withstand the temptation~"
"Yuji Zhao Lingxiang?!" A trace of evil fire flashed in Yang Yantian's eyes. He suppressed the desire in his heart, smiled casually, cupped his hands towards Zhao Lingxiang and said, "I met Princess Lingxiang on the day of burial, Yang Yantian~"
Unfortunately, Zhao Lingxiang did not pay attention to him. He just nodded slightly to Chaoyang Yantian and walked towards Fahai. However, Yue Lei seemed to be very interested in Yang Yantian and strode to Yang Yantian's table.
, Leng Ran said,
"Were you the one who made the rude remarks just now?"
"So what if it's me?" Yang Yantian, who was feeling disappointed in his heart, saw Yue Lei's domineering look, his eyes suddenly flashed with fire, and he suppressed his anger and replied boldly.
"What you just said, do you dare to go to the military camp and say it again?"
"Why don't you dare?" Yang Yantian smiled proudly, "Others are afraid of your military god of the Song Dynasty, but we, the Sun Burial God Sect, are not afraid of him!"
"Okay!" When Yue Lei heard this, his eyes suddenly became full of murderous intent, "Tonight at Xu, I will wait for you in Qinglong City, one of the four great cities. There is no joke in the army. I hope that you, a member of the Great Sun Demon Sect, will
Young Master can also keep his word!"
"I will be on time for the appointment tonight."
Speaking of which, as the struggle for the sect's reputation has escalated, Yang Yantian cannot tolerate going back on his word. The Qinglong Acropolis is the dragon's den and the tiger's den. Yang Yantian, as the young leader of the Sun Burial God Sect, must also go through this. But Yang Yantian
Tian is also a treacherous person, and he specially added the word "we", which means that he will not go alone, but will lead the masters of the Sun Burial God Cult to the meeting.
Since ancient times, military strategists and the world of cultivation have been inseparable, but this does not mean that military strategists are easy to bully. In fact, any sect has a headache for military strategists. A master of military strategists, even if he only has a third-level cultivation level, if he is blessed with the murderous intent of a million troops, he will
It is enough to challenge any first-level master. The reason why Bai Qi, the God of War, was able to block the killing gods and kill the demons was not only due to his first-level cultivation, but also to the invincible hundreds of millions of Qin troops behind him.
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You can imagine Yang Yantian's frustration at this time, but what made him even more angry was that Suo Fahai, the igniter of this disaster, actually found another dining table with Qin Lingyun and Zhao Lingxiang as if nothing had happened.
Two beauties sat opposite each other, waving folding fans and fanning the flames.
"Brother-in-law, forget it, why are you so angry with a devil? He is a barbarian, how can he know the power of the God of War? What's more, their Great Sun Demon Sect is a famous evil heretic, so what credibility does it have?
?Don’t look at what he said with great momentum, I estimate that 80% of him won’t dare to go tonight..."
"Three evil spirits of hell, kill him for me, immediately! Immediately!"
"stop!!"
A dramatic scene appeared again. Just as Xi Jian Fuki stood up next to Yang Yantian, another loud shout came from outside the door. This shout was extremely dull, but as sharp as a blade, and contained endless resentment.
, and boundless murderous intent.
"Kill a Thousand Knives?!"
Hearing this voice, Yang Yantian had no choice but to wave his hand towards Xi Jian Chui again. The three of them had no choice but to sit down again and turned to look out the door.
There were three people again, this time two men and one woman.
A young man in blue shirt with a face as handsome as a jade, a quirky blue-haired girl in sexy Miao clothes, and the last one who came in was dressed in a hunter's costume made of wild animal skins, carrying an extremely exaggerated shape.
The cold and stern young man with the ancient sword is undoubtedly the swordsman who can kill a thousand swords.
"He is mine...no one is allowed to snatch it from me!"
Seeing everyone as nothing, Shaqiandao walked towards Fahai step by step. His expression was either excitement and bitterness, or bitterness and hatred. Anyway, his voice was trembling and choked with sobs.
"Two years, two whole years! Cang Jingkong, you despicable and shameless guy, I have worked so hard to find you in the past two years! Today I finally found you, you brought it to me at the Big Wild Goose Pagoda in Qingyang Mansion
I will return the shame to you a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times..."
"Cang Jingkong, do you have a grudge against him for killing his father?" Princess Lingxiang, who had been watching with cold eyes and didn't even have time to speak to Fa Hai, couldn't help but speak.
"No, it's just that he made an appointment with me and I forgot to keep it."
"Ah? So simple?"
"Well, it's that simple."
Fa Hai smiled faintly, and after saying that, he cupped his hands towards Sha Qian Dao, who was walking step by step as if nothing was wrong, and greeted him with an expression like meeting an old friend, "Dao Lang, long time no see."
"Go to hell!!"
Ten days and nights of hard work and two years of resentment turned into a rage of rage. The Thousand Swordsman suddenly drew the knife in his hand. The knife was more than ten feet long, like a giant python crawling on the knife.
It is a wild head with bared teeth and claws. The sword is decorated with gold patterns. The blade is unusually thick and refined with lightning. It is the wild third-level divine weapon known at home and abroad - the wild and wild thunder sword.
At this time, the Desolate Sky Thunder Sword, driven by the eighth-level elixir of Killing Thousand Swords, has already erupted into a thunderous light. The lightning is invisible and invisible, like a giant blue python dormant in the knife, ready to break the knife at any time.
Come out and give the enemy a fatal blow.
This Thousand Thousand Swordsman has actually been promoted to the eighth level of cultivation, and looking at his appearance, it seems that he is not only at the initial level of cultivation, but also with the terrifying giant sword in his hand, he cannot be underestimated by anyone.
Fahai's face couldn't help but stiffen for a while. He looked around and found that except for Yue Lei and Qin Lingyun, everyone else had a joking expression as if he wished he would be killed with a thousand knives. He couldn't help but hum in his heart and stood with his hands behind his back.
The Pure Yang Pearl has quietly appeared in the palm of my hand behind my back.
"etc!!"
Just when the killing knife of Thousand Swords was about to be swung out in front of the crowd, suddenly, a silver bell-like shout came from outside the door, followed by a rush of wind and frost, the little witch Jun Xiyue descended like the goddess of Guanghan.
Like the world, it flew down beside Fahai with a thousand pieces of cold snow.
"Jun Xiyue?! You dare to stop me? Go to hell!" Sha Qian Dao was stunned, then his face turned cold, and he was about to slash out with the knife. At this moment, the roar outside the door had not stopped, and a piece of Buddha's light flashed, and then
Two figures appeared one after another, seemingly chasing Jun Xiyue. The two flew into the inn and headed straight for Jun Xiyue without even looking at her.
"Witch, you are seeking your own death. You are angry at the Buddha and will destroy the truth!"
"When you think of the Mahayana Dharma, the Tathagata appears on the other shore!"
In the vast Buddha's light, an unusually thick demon-conquering stick, together with a magnificent golden Buddha's palm, carried the endless power of the Buddha to subdue demons, and went straight to Jun Xiyue, taking with it the sea of fa behind Jun Xiyue. It is also shrouded in the light of Buddha.
"How dare you fight with me? Look at the sword! Cut the sky and split the earth, kill a thousand people with one sword!!" (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)