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Chapter 1250 Flying Foil Sword(2/2)

But at this moment, a figure suddenly passed in front of everyone's eyes.

Everyone's nerves tightened and they all looked at each other: "Who?"

"it's me."

An indifferent voice came.

People looked up.

It was a man dressed in white. The man was wearing a fur coat. His face was as jade-like and his hair was as black as ink. He held a slender sword in his hand. He could tell at a glance that he was an aristocratic young man.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this person and recognized the identity of the person.

"Is it Fei Hua Jian, Fei Hua Gongzi?"

"Brother Feihua? Why are you here?"

"I've met Brother Feihua!"

"I've met Brother Feihua!"

Everyone hurriedly saluted.

"Don't be polite, get up and talk." The man said with a smile.

"Brother Xie Feihua."

"Brother, why are you here?"

"Did you come to Jianlin to look for opportunities?"

People asked in confusion.

However, Feihua Jian is from a foreign surname. Although he is married to a woman from the Canglin family, he is not qualified to enter the Nine Suns Sword Forest! This place is only open to people with the Canglin surname...

However, the man shook his head and said with a smile: "Opportunity? No, no, no, I have no plans to come here to look for opportunities yet."

"Brother, what are you doing here?" Ruan Zhong asked.

"Me?" Fei Huajian narrowed his eyes: "I'm here to kill you!"

"What?"

Everyone was stunned.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then waved her hand and said with a sweet smile: "Brother Feihua, this joke is not funny at all!"

But the next second...

A sword light passed by.

Chi!

The woman's smile froze instantly, and a blood-red slit instantly appeared on her neck.

Her pupils shrank, she covered her neck and stepped back, but the blood flowed out like a dam had burst.

"Brother Feihua, you..." the woman said dryly, and finally fell to the ground, sealing her throat with a sword...

"Ah!!" The others were shocked and frightened.

The man smiled faintly: "I'm not kidding!"

"You...you...what are you doing??" Xu Yong screamed miserably.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Brother Feihua struck at him with his sword again.

Xu Yong screamed and immediately used his magic weapon to attack him.

But just as the magic weapon was sacrificed, the slashing sword suddenly released a burst of ice-cold power, directly sealing the magic weapon into dust.

The magic weapon failed on the spot.

not good.

Xu Yong's pupils trembled wildly.

The sword fell.

The person split into two in an instant...

The rest of the people were all dumbfounded.

"Next is you!" Fei Huajian said with a smile.
Chapter completed!
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