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Volume One: The Blackened Zhang Si in the World of Fairy Sword 164 Messy

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    Ren Woxing was just unconscious and his internal energy was exploding randomly. More than ten feet of his body was already broken and damaged.

    Not a blade of grass grows.

    Zhang Wuji recited the exercises silently, his yang energy was at its peak, and heat was coming out of his body in a trance, he was approaching step by step and let me do whatever I wanted.  .

    "Let's go!" Zhang Wuji roared, and suddenly broke into Ren Woxing's true energy storm.

    "Ah" Zhang Wuji roared again and was stunned.

    "Is that okay?" Fang Xian's face twitched. It seemed that Zhang Wuji was still in an incomplete state, which was very unreliable.

    "If you don't accept it, come again!" Zhang Wuji wiped his mouth, snorted, and hit him again, "Red Flame Burning Sun!"

    This time, he was not rolled out, but half of his body was squeezed in, but it was difficult to move even half a step forward, and he stiffened in the head-on collision.

    Fang Xian's mind suddenly changed and he asked again: "Brother Wuji, what will happen if you go in164

    Messy?  "

    "Hit it!" Zhang Wuji said ferociously, "Isn't it the ice energy that is melting? I will use the Nine Yang Magic to melt it."

    ""How can this old man still survive with your Nine Yang Divine Art?  "

    "I'm worried. Speaking of brother, he's not your father. Are you so anxious?"

    ""

    Zhang Wuji was covered in sweat, and his luck had reached its peak. He shouted for the third time: "Let's go!"

    Then, he was ejected again.

    Zhang Wuji gasped and shook his head: "It can't be done. I can't do it. My skill is still not enough" "You are not enough? Then who else is there? Aren't you a man who works hard at home?"

    Zhang Wuji explained: "Brother, internal strength is the most difficult thing to cultivate. No matter how good your skills and qualifications are, you have to follow the rules of three years for small achievements, five years for being out of the mountain, and ten years for great achievements. I only practice small skills."  Two years, why do you want to do this with this old monster?"

    "You brat, you still haven't eaten enough." A voice that was obviously very old but breathed evenly without trembling came. The old Taoist with a long beard came in with a smile, "I was passing by Songshan Shaolin for a sip of tea, and I happened to catch this one by chance.  Got it!"

    This fluttering silver beard, this white-haired childlike face, this resembles Zhang Wuji¡¯s mixed and nonsensical language,

    "Zhang Zhenren! So fast!" When Fang Xian saw this guy, he felt like he was seeing a living god164

    It¡¯s messy.

    "Oh? Are you the Tian Xiao that the little ** said?" Zhang Sanfeng came on stage with a warm smile.

    Zhang Wuji said shyly: "Call me Xiao Jiji, don't call me little **, it sounds ugly, you are too young to die."

    Zhang Sanfeng shook Fuchen and scolded with a smile: "Young little red guy, I will never die. What are you doing?"

    This is a conversation that belongs to another dimension, and it has so many flaws that it¡¯s so frustrating.

    Zhang Sanfeng took two steps forward and looked at the obsessed Ren Woxing.

    "Oh my god, this guy is really fooling around. It's all a waste." As he said that, the old man walked into the Qi storm calmly, his long beard not even fluttering.

    "Master, why aren't you squeezed out?"

    "How could you be squeezed out?

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    Where are you coming?  Just go with the flow, you are a young girl and you know how to be tough.  "

    "Follow the trend." Zhang Wuji thought about it for a moment, and followed Zhang Sanfeng in. Sure enough, he was at ease. 1 "It's weird. It turns out that I can just follow the strength and use it to move forward. The harder I try, the harder I get."

    Fang Xian felt very at ease when he saw Master Zhang going to help. However, Yang Lianting over there was not at ease.

    "Invincible! Kill them and don't let Ren Woxing come back to life!"

    "Dare!" Ouyang Ke pulled out the dagger and put it on Yang Lianting's neck, looking at Dongfang Bubai with a smile, "Try to move?"

    "Don't hurt my brother Lian!" Dongfang Bubai naturally didn't dare to move.

    Yang Lianting roared, ¡°First things first!¡±

    Dongfang Bubai shook his head repeatedly: "Without Brother Lian, this important event would be meaningless."

    "They don't dare to kill me! Go quickly!" Yang Lianting cursed hard.

    "Stop talking nonsense, believe it or not, I cut your tongue?" Ouyang Ke raised the dagger.

    "Don't" Dongfang Bubai didn't dare to move again.

    "Damn it! You don't need to cut me, I'll do it myself! Invincible! After I die, you will have nothing to worry about. Don't let anyone take advantage of you again!" Yang Lianting's face was extremely ferocious, and his pupils suddenly clicked.  Zoom in, body freezes.

    ¡°«Þ¡­Oh¡­¡± Ou Zuoke panicked.

    Soon, blood oozed from Yang Liantian's mouth, his throat swallowed, his head tilted, and he died.

    Murong Fu said in shock: "Am I right? Is this suicide by swallowing your tongue?"

    Ouyang KechaSweating in a cold sweat: "It seems so."

    "Brother Lian!!" Dongfang Bubai was so horrified that he didn't care about the matters on the Fengchan platform. He threw himself at Yang Lianting like a ghost.

    Ouyang Ke and the other four people didn't dare to fight with him, so the birds and beasts scattered in a hurry.

    Dongfang Bubai hugged Yang Lianting's body, rubbing and shaking him, but no matter how hard he tried, his brother Lianting had already expired. All he needed to commit suicide by swallowing his tongue was determination. Once you have determination, you will die quickly.

    Dongfang Bubai froze in place for a long time, and finally slowly put down Yang Lianting's body.

    Raising his head sharply, his eyes like a lioness stared at Ouyang Ke.

    Ouyang Ke glared at Xuzi: "I didn't do it."

    "If my brother Lian dies, you will all die." Dongfang Bubai stood up slowly, Tu'er roared, "Everyone present starting from you will die."

    Ouyang Ke quickly kicked off his legs and ran away thousands of miles away from his home.

    If he can reach thousands of miles in an instant, then Dongfang Bubai can reach thousands of miles in an instant.

    Ouyang Ke¡¯s eyes flashed, Dongfang Bubai had blocked the way and stabbed him with a small needle.

    Dongfang Bubai is so fast, how can Ouyang Ke be able to deal with it?  Before his eyes, the needle almost hit Ouyang Ke's eye.

    "Don't hurt my nephew!!" Another old roar came, and an old man holding a snake staff descended from the sky, with a staff across Ouyang Ke's eyes.

    There was a crisp sound and the little silver needle broke.

    "Uncle!" Ouyang Ke was overjoyed. His uncle had a son, and he was a dandy who was not afraid of anything.

    Ouyang Feng had a handsome face and was an old handsome guy. He must have not practiced the Nine Yin Manual at this time, and he was still very energetic. He nudged Ouyang Ke: "Ke'er, stay away, this monster is difficult to deal with.  ,I come."

    "Okay!" Ouyang Ke was a good and obedient nephew, so he immediately stepped back more than ten feet.

    Seeing that the old man was evil, Dongfang Bubai ignored him and suddenly turned around and attacked another young man who was threatening Yang Lianting.

    Duan Yu was shocked. Without Lingbo Weibu, he was like a fat sheep. Seeing that the embroidery needle was about to prick him, he was just about to run away.

    "Don't hurt my son!" A handsome middle-aged man suddenly refreshed his mind. He raised his finger and blocked the needle.

    With a bang, another poor embroidery needle broke.

    The visitor is seven feet tall, wearing a silk robe and a gold hairpin on his head. The wrinkles on his face cannot hide his handsomeness at all. He is none other than Prince Duan of Dali: "Son, are you okay?"

    "Dad came just in time!"

    ¡°Son, stay away and I¡¯ll deal with him.¡±

    "good!"

    Seeing that there were helpers here, Dongfang Bubai turned around and killed Lin Pingzhi again.

    Lin Pingzhi is also a pure man, and he is an evolved version of a playboy. His parents are gone, and the only one he can rely on is himself.

    I saw Lin Pingzhi¡¯s eyes as bright as a torch, holding his sword tightly: ¡°Come and fight¡±

    ¬Ï¡­

    Before he could draw his sword, the silver needle in front of him broke.

    Murong Fu has stopped in front of Lin Pingzhi: "Pingzhi, you are still too slow."

    ¡°¡­¡± On the stage, Zhang Wuji and Zhang Sanfeng were chatting while studying Let Me Go.  There was a meeting between parents and children, and Fang Xian became confused.

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