Regardless of their original intentions, the three groups of people who surrounded and suppressed Chen Ping'an and seven famous masters in the martial arts world, including the Pink King Kong Horse Xuan, the Pipa Woman, and the Demon Cult Crave, have already broken the street.

Feng Qingbai, who was a wanderer, was a madman. In order to achieve his goal, he used all means to attack the wall and failed to assassinate Chen Ping'an with one sword, but instead lost most of Ya'er's life.

The beauty of clogs who was expected to inherit the leader of the Demon Sect as a woman has not been able to turn around yet. Her cheeks were pressed against the cold streets, and her beautiful nails with a slender jade hand gently slid on the bluestone. Her eyes were full of pain and begging.

Although he was a joke before, he asked Zhou Shi to agree not to let her die here, but he finally agreed. Why was he reluctant to take action?

Zhou Shi, the hairpin flower man, felt no guilt, and even looked at her and greeted her with a smile.

Lu Fang never took action.

The elusive smiley face had already fought with Chen Ping'an and did not take any advantage.

Zhou Shi held the string of scarlet rosary and gently twisted it, "The people standing now are the ones who are the ones who are holding back, but next I promise to do my best to deal with this person, Mr. Lu, smiling face, Feng Qingbai, can we put aside our prejudices and fight against the enemy together today?"

The smiley face was insidious and nodded, "No matter who killed this person in the end, I only have the same skills as him. If you can't get the magic of shrinking the ground, the reward will be calculated."

Feng Qingbai looked at Chen Ping'an with a scorching look, "I must take the last sword to kill him. As for all the belongings on him, I will not take any of them. I can hand over the magic weapon after killing the banished immortal. You can decide how to divide the spoils."

Zhou Shi glanced at the dying Ya'er and smiled and said, "I only want her."

Lu Fang made the final decision, "Then let's just say that."

Feng Qingbai Heng's sword was bent in front of his sword, and his fingers were bent, and he flirted with a smile, "Lu Jianxian, don't stand by and watch, be careful not to steal chickens and lose rice. In the end, we became this man's martial arts whetstones. As the most proficient master here, if you still hide and use our lives to test the depth, I am not happy to serve you. At worst, I will not disturb this scramble. Whatever you like."

Lu Fang smiled and said, "Just rest assured."

After saying this, the sword immortal, who was holding his palm against the hilt of the sword, pulled the "Dachun" sword with the sword and sheath out of the ground with a fist.

Immortal sorcerers once recorded in books that in ancient times there was a tree called Dachun, which was spring for eight thousand years and autumn for eight thousand years. After it was full, ordinary people could ascend to the sky when they were eaten.

Chen Ping'an has been silently accumulating momentum, and has to adapt to the state of being bound by the robes and golden wine.

Among the boxing techniques taught by the old man surnamed Cui, the Yunshi Daze style or the Iron Cavalry Chiseling Formation. Fortunately, it is nothing more than a difference in the magnitude of the punch. But like the God-Man’s drum-beating style, the difference is a thousand miles away. And you need to beware of Lu Fang at all times. Chen Ping'an must grasp the measure of each punch.

This is the pinnacle of boxing since Chen Ping'an studied martial arts. This is the case with his body, soul, and spirit.

"Come on, be careful."

Lu Fang smiled and reminded everyone, "It's true. I don't say hello before I start. I don't have the demeanor of a grandmaster."

At the same time, his wrist twisted, and Lu Fang held the hilt of the sword for the first time and held the famous sword Dachun. Because Lu Fang's sword energy was too abundant, even if he deliberately suppressed and restrained, he continued to pour out, causing his clothes to float without wind, especially the sleeves of the hand holding the sword. The sword energy was full and stirred endlessly, and the cuffs were wide open, and there were even wisps of hissing sounds coming from inside.

In an instant, Xiaoying's heart tense, without saying a word, used the secret technique of the immortal family that he had obtained by chance. With the mysterious Qimen Dunjia, it instantly moved from the Zhen position to the Kan position. However, without waiting for Xiaoying's face to check Chen Ping'an's figure, the fist energy had arrived in front of him and rushed towards him, with a stinging pain on his face.

A sword light suddenly lies between the head of a smiling face and the fist.

The extremely sharp sword blade was placed horizontally, falling into the smiling face's eyes, like a snow-white silk thread was placed in front of him.

The punch was blocked by the sword blade, giving the smile a little room for maneuver. The body disappeared several times, retreating again and again, and finally got rid of the suffocating sense of oppression.

Since his debut, Smiley has been in the world for 30 years. The person who originally likes to fight against the enemy the most is a master of external boxing. He can move forward and retreat freely, tease those so-called masters who are slightly slow to move, and walk dogs. This is also the origin of the nickname "difficult ghost". Several old guys who are famous for their ability to practice kung fu have been exhausted by the ghostly smiley face.

This is the first time that Smiley has encountered a boxing master who can run better than himself.

The smiley man knew that Feng Qingbai could save him once or twice, and there might not be a third time, so he stopped leaving his back. While retreating and avoiding, his hands were hidden in his sleeves. Between his fingers, there was a small, exquisite but cold handleless flying knife. The blade was painted with a poisonous green and hook kiss, which could best break the warrior's energy.

Five or six feet away from Chen Ping'an, Feng Qingbai paid the price after he saved the siege with one sword and stared at the man. After three or two rounds, Feng Qingbai was at a disadvantage and was swept across the shoulder by a leg, and Feng Qingbai flew out with a bang.

Feng Qingbai, who was wearing a white robe like a shadow, and his arms were drooping, was obviously in a bad situation.

Repay for your kindness.

Smiling faces are flying knives appearing in the sleeves.

The man was really a monster. Every step he made was very light when he punched. He stepped on the street, not to mention the momentum of the Queen of Pink King Kong Horses's feet cracked, his smiley face thought that the man's boots had not touched the ground at all, as if he had been floating in the air.

The smiley face didn't expect that the six hook kisses could stab the man, just to give Feng Qingbai a chance to breathe.

Feng Qingbai grinned, opened his five fingers and released the long sword.

A swordsman, don’t you want to abandon the sword?

Seeing this, he felt relieved. Could it be that Feng Qingbai, a hero who had been fighting through half a martial arts world with a sword in the past ten years, was only worth the weight?

Feng Qingbai's long sword did not fall to the ground, but his master's control was gone, but his sword body trembled slightly, causing ripples. Then it suddenly tensed. The long sword hovered in the air, the tip of the sword raised, pointed directly at the white robe, and flashed away.

Feng Qingbai shook his left shoulder and was swept through the whip leg, which made him feel a biting pain, but it didn't bother.

Feng Qingbai's right fingers were put together to make a sword technique.

In this narrow and suppressed small world, sword cultivator's magical powers cannot be used, but compared with the inferior sword skills, Feng Qingbai can already master the sword master.

Feng Qingbai came down this time to "quench his sword" and used all methods to temper his sword intent and sword heart as much as possible.

Offensive and defensive transformation.

Above the street, there is a ball of white snow and a white rainbow.

Zhou Shi, the man in the hairpin, carefully helped the crow up and let her sit under one wall, so that she would not die inexplicably under the sword energy and fist of both sides.

The sword that Feng Qingbai penetrated her vest was so fierce and cruel that it directly destroyed Ya'er's dantian. Not only that, there was also a wisp of sword energy trapped in her body, making her unable to heal her injuries. If there was no expert to help her peel off the wisp of sword energy, she would have to wait to die. Even the sacred medicine for healing in Vajra Temple would be of no use.

Of course, Zhou Shi did not squat with her in the shadow of the wall during the war, and his thumb slightly increased the force. One of the beads wrapped around his fists was pushed out. The scarlet beads did not roll down at will. They bounced twice on the blue stone street and disappeared out of thin air.

Zhou Shi kept dispersing the rosary.

This is a talisman given to him by his father Zhou Fei. If it is used properly, it can save lives when facing ten people in the world, and facing ten people, it can kill the enemy. Of course, the palace master of Chunchao Palace also instructed Zhou Shi to meet Ding Ying and Yu Zhenyi, if he can run away, he will kneel down and kowtow to beg for mercy if he can't run away, he will not be embarrassed.

Feng Qingbai walked leisurely in the garden and walked slowly, chasing the white robe with his refreshing sword-control skills. Chen Ping'an wanted to get rid of it several times, but was still entangled by the flying sword that was flying.

The flying sword is so fast that people can only see the light of the sword flowing.

Smiley did not dare to add anything to the point, so she silently adjusted her breathing in the distance. Seeing this scene, Smiley was relieved and a little scared. How should she deal with it if she met Feng Qingbai?

The white robe that was rolling like snowflakes suddenly stopped and reached out to hold the hilt of the flying sword.

Feng Qingbai Yiran was not afraid, "There is no such simple thing, you will definitely not be able to catch it..."

Before Feng Qingbai could finish his words.

Chen Ping'an held the hilt of the sword with his right hand and punched the sword with his left hand, slashing it on the sword body.

The sword body was not broken, but the tip of the sword was raised high and bent into a huge arc.

Feng Qingbai's double-fingered sword technique paused slightly.

Chen Ping'an also put his fingers together and quickly touched the sword body, just smoothing out the sword.

The sword was in front of him, and then he let go of his five fingers holding the sword.

Feng Qingbai was stunned and was taken away by someone, and pulled him back and threw him out dozens of feet.

The sword tip was only a slightest piercing Feng Qingbai's heart.

Chen Ping'an moved his fingers slightly, and the flying sword flew back, lingering around his body, like a bird leaning on others.

I will do it if the sword master controls the sword.
Chapter completed!