Facing the approach of the fat man, chenlan''s face was as cold as frost. She didn''t panic. She stared at each other and waited for the opportunity to make a move.
Yi Xiaofeng raised her eyebrows.
These women are disciples of Suxin palace. They must be saved!
He kicked a tile down with one foot.
Whew——
The fat man was keenly aware that he raised his right hand, grabbed the tile with his backhand and crushed it.
He turned sideways and looked up.
Yi Xiaofeng stood up and looked down at him from the eaves.
Today, the dark clouds over zhuoye castle have a tendency to disperse, and a wisp of sunshine is falling, pulling away the clouds to see the sky and the sun.
"Who is your excellency? Don''t disturb our blood leader! " The fat man said coldly.
Chenlan five women also turned to look at Yi Xiaofeng, their eyes full of expectation.
They hope Yi Xiaofeng can save them.
Yi Xiaofeng asked, "is the blood leader so powerful? I wonder if our Heavenly Sword sect has the right to disturb your blood leader! "
He has seen the strength of chenlan. Even if he is cursed, ordinary people can''t bully him.
This fat man is definitely not weak.
Scare me first!
Heavenly Sword sect?
The fat man was frightened and subconsciously took a step back.
Then he frowned and shouted, "fart! Tianjian sect will have Qi refining disciples born? Impossible! "
Yi Xiaofeng almost ran away.
He was insulted again!
"Hum, I''m the new disciple of the sword saint. You dare to look down on the Heavenly Sword saint and die!" Yi Xiaofeng snorted coldly. He took out his chiyun sword, double swords in hand, ready to attack.
The fat man became angry with shame: "I despise you, not the Heavenly Sword saint!"
Yi Xiaofeng became more angry and dived down immediately.
The fat man waved his palm, spilled his spiritual power along the palm, turned into a bloody tiger head, opened his mouth and bit Yi Xiaofeng.
Yi Xiaofeng was frightened and immediately performed the technique of stepping on the wind. He jumped up and avoided the bloody tiger''s head.
"What spell is this?"
Yi Xiaofeng was frightened secretly. He turned his head and found that the bloody tiger head turned and continued to kill him.
That''s too much!
Yi Xiaofeng quickly landed and killed the fat man.
Catch the thief and the king first!
The fat man didn''t panic at all. He took out an iron ring from his waist and blocked Yi Xiaofeng''s sword head-on.
The bloody tiger''s head came from the rear, and Yi Xiaofeng jumped aside to avoid this strange spell.
The fat man didn''t hide. He took the bloody tiger''s head with his chest. Nothing happened at all.
Yi Xiaofeng stabilized his figure and frowned tightly.
This is the cultivator!
It''s much better than ordinary friars in the Qi refining realm.
no way!
Get him!
No
Show him!
Yi Xiaofeng glanced at his waist. The box containing the script of stepping on the wind was still wrapped around his waist.
He had to find a chance for the fat man to snatch the wooden box.
"You can''t touch his psychic power, or you will be swallowed up and suck up the blood in your body." Chenlan reminded.
Yi Xiaofeng didn''t respond.
With you?
The fat man said with a scornful smile, "I want to save the United States with this ability?"
Yi Xiaofeng held up the chiyun sword, and the blade ignited flames.
The disdain on the fat man''s face is even worse.
"Master Jiansheng! Come and save me! "
Yi Xiaofeng shouted loudly, hoarse.
Blademaster?
The fat man almost laughed.
Is this guy funny?
"Swordsman? If the sword Saint appears, I''ll cut off my head! " The fat man sneered.
The eyes of chenlan five women looking at Yi Xiaofeng also became strange.
Just then!
A loud bang!
The fat man and the five women of chenlan were frightened, and Yi Xiaofeng was also frightened and trembled all over.
Everyone turned around and saw an air column rising into the sky in the north, towering into the clouds, and countless sword shadows circling the air column. The picture was full of visual shock.
"Bai Hongxiao! You really won''t let me go! "
A voice of resentment rang from under the sky.
Bai Hongxiao!
Blademaster!
The fat man''s face changed dramatically, so he turned and ran away.
With a bang, he broke the courtyard wall, raised billowing dust and fled quickly.
Yi Xiaofeng was stunned.
The five women of chenlan stared at the sword shadow gas column in the distance.
Is this man really the disciple of the swordsman?
The barrage blew up!
"I''ll go, it''s luck!"
"Unscientific, that''s ok?"
"Swordsman: actually, I didn''t hear..."
"I don''t believe it. It''s definitely hanging!"
"Ha ha, ha ha, I''m so happy."
"The fat man was stupid on the spot... He is really a sword Saint apprentice!"
"The reputation of the sword saint is really terrible. You can scare away an expert from so far away. Go and watch the sword Saint fight Tu Xin in the live broadcasting room next door."
……
"You saved five Suxin palace disciples and won 500 points!"
The system prompts.
Yi Xiaofeng has mixed feelings.
He just bluffed each other. Unexpectedly, the sword Saint really appeared, although not in front of him.
He pretended to be calm, took his sword, went to chenlan and asked, "are you all from Suxin palace?"
Chenlan returned to her senses, bowed and said, "thank you for your help, young Xia. We are all disciples of Suxin palace."
Boom——
The roar came from the direction of the sword shadow gas column, and the whole zhuoye Castle shook violently.
Yi Xiaofeng feels dangerous. Staying here may be affected.
"Let''s get out of here and find a place to rest." Yi Xiaofeng said, and then took the lead to leave.
He didn''t walk fast, and the injured chenlan and the other four women could keep up.
"The sword saint is here too. Now we are saved."
"I don''t know who the old devil hidden in Zhuo night castle is."
"If we had known so, we shouldn''t have come."
"I''ll tell you, how can zhuoye Castle be willing to take out such powerful colorful glazed fruits to entertain people? It was a trap. "
Yi Xiaofeng listened to the disciples of Suxin palace talking as he walked.
Dust orchid is looking at him, show eyebrow micro Cu.
The vibration of zhuoye Castle continued, and Yi Xiaofeng was curious about the war between the sword saint and Tu Xin old devil.
This is terrible!
Sound——
A piercing sword sounded, tearing apart all the noise between heaven and earth.
Yi Xiaofeng subconsciously turned his head and saw that the rolling devil Qi rose up, up to hundreds of feet, turning into a terrible troll.
He looked with a cold sweat on his forehead.
Even a few miles away, you can feel the terrible momentum of the troll.
Is this the horror of friar Yuanying?
A sword light fell from the sky and cut the troll turned by the evil Qi into two parts, setting off bursts of strong winds, raging all over the world. The buildings close to the building were directly crushed, turned into dust and flew to the horizon.
Chenlan was frightened and murmured, "is this the sword Saint..."
"I''m proud to swing the universe, and the sword doesn''t come out of the scabbard to stop the evil way..."
She had heard the legend of the sword Saint before, but it was only a legend. After seeing it with her own eyes, she could feel how strong the sword saint was.
Yi Xiaofeng is also feeling.
There''s no chance of winning?
This momentum feels to completely crush the heart killing old devil!
After the troll was cut off, a dark shadow rushed out of the surging magic Qi. He saw only human shape and could not spy on its true appearance.
Bai Hongxiao appeared in front of him like a blink and cut off with a sword.
When the sword was cut out, the heaven and earth seemed to be still, and the clouds and magic fog were fixed and motionless.
I don''t know that in the past few seconds, the sword Qi broke out, directly killed the black eagle, and the scattered sword Qi ravaged Zhuo night castle.
Boom! Boom! Boom
Each sword can easily destroy an attic, fall on the street, and cut deep cracks in the ground.