Yang Wenjing was elegant, holding a long bone sword with a foot, cut out the layers of swords, and fiercely confronted Shen Fei.

"Lingzhi triple dare to call me, find death!" Shen Fei pulled the archery, and then swapped the bow with Yang Wenjing.

The bow in Shen Fei's hand was a purple spirit bow that was sacrificed.

The purple arrows are wrapped in a stranded black mist, which is very weird.

"Strange arrow!"

Shen Fei laughed, and the purple spirit bow shot an invisible arrow, and assassinated Yang Wenjing silently.

This trick is very insidious. When the arrow comes out, it is difficult to find it and it is difficult to prevent it.

"snort!"

Yang Wenjing also sneered. Although he didn't know where the shot arrows came from, Yang Wenjing was not afraid. He showed the first three types of the six -kill sword method in the first time -the three types of Tianyu!

As soon as the three types came out, they reflected each other, and the bone sword seemed to be tens of millions of ways, rotating quickly, and the formed Taoist sword qi, protecting Yang Wenjing without a dead corner in it.

"Bang!"

The arrow failed to hurt Yang Wenjing, and was directly scattered by the violent sword air, and the spark was not stirred.

"Receive!" Yang Wenjing retracted the bone sword, and turned to Shen Fei.

"Shield Bow, Start!"

Shin Fei was too late to be surprised, and the purple shield was turned with purple, blocking this sword.

"Isn't he the triple realm of Lingzhi? How is it possible!" Shen Fei was hit for more than ten meters away, he blood was coughing in his mouth, his eyes looked at Yang Wenjing fiercely, and his heart was uneasy. He underestimated his opponent.

Shen Fei spit out a purple blood and stood up slowly.

"It seems that you don't have a real ability, you can't kill you yet!" Shen Fei looked at Yang Wenjing, as if watching the dead.

I saw that Shen Fei burst into the void behind him, and a large bow of two feet groaned out, and the power swept the whole piece of mountains.

"Hehe haha, shooting Dafa, big bow shooting the sky, I will shoot people today!" Shen Fei's eyes were full of shade, laughed at the sky, dancing with hair, like a demon god, strong and arrogant.

This is the shooting of Dafa that Shen Fei learned. It is a inheritance of Dafa, but the learning is not complete, but it has learned one tenth of the tenth of Dafa.

After hearing Shijia Dafa, Yang Wenjing couldn't help thinking of a strong and modern strong man in the mythical era.

It is really difficult to say whether the legend of Houyi is true or false, but the legend about him is widely circulated in the world.

Houyi has been unparalleled throughout his life, and he is a rare opponent.

According to legend, Houyi died and left an original ancient scripture. This ancient scripture is divided into three volumes, which contains the Dafa created by Houyi itself, but so many years have passed.

Who is the hand.

Right now, whether Shen Fei has learned one of these three ancient scriptures, it is difficult to say. Yang Wenjing has just heard of it.

"Afraid you can't do it!"

Yang Wenjing stood up and faced with this so -called Shooting Dafa.

"Killing!" Yang Wen drank coldly, his eyes flickered red, and a strong killing intention burst out, which stirred the layer of red waves.

At first glance, the momentum exuded by the two was not distinguished.

These two types of Dafa have been in the same era, and now they have collided together in this world.

Shen Fei's face was pale, and Dafa consumed Dafa's great spiritual power. It was much worse, so he grabbed the void, pulled the big bow, and shot it towards Yang Wenjing.

As soon as the arrow came out, it stirred ripples in the air, the dust was flying, the leaves were drifting, and the sand was trembling. Even the sky was a little dim.

Yang Wenjing shouted to kill, and the whole person turned into a Changhong. He was extremely brave, split in front of the sword, and topped the top. He had absolute confidence in his heart. This sword could resist this killing trick.

"boom!"

A loud noise shook the rocks and turned into a pink. The fierce sword qi and the shooting of Senhan's ejaculation were intertwined, and the fierce collision was fierce.

Today, both have exhibited the strongest combat power, do not reserve, fight for death!

Yang Wenjing blocked this blow, but he was also injured without lightness. He was repelled for more than ten meters away. The clothes were cut by sword air, revealing the muscle lines.

Shen Fei is also not good at it. It was even worse than Yang Wenjing's end. The light armor was destroyed and became a fragment. The left arm was cut off by a sword.

Shen Fei's face has no blood, and it is extremely pale, and the pain brought by the broken arm is unbearable. If there is still aura in the body, it will not be the case.

Today, Shen Fei has not had much combat effectiveness, and the stations are unstable, let alone continue fighting.

Yang Wenjing spit out a sip of red blood, walked slowly with his sword, and wanted to bear the result.

"Who are you instructed and who are you, and who is it, come to kill me?" Yang Wenjing said coldly, sword refers to Shen Fei, and asked.

"Even if you kill me, I won't tell you!"

Shen Fei stared at the red pupil and responded to Yang Wenjing. There was only such a sentence.

"That ... I won't leave you anymore!"

When the words fell, Shen Fei was stabbed by the bone sword.

For Yang Wenjing, there is no need to be pitiful for such people. If he wants to kill himself, there is no need to keep his hands.

"In this troubled world, the softness of the enemy's heart is irresponsible to your own life!"

This is the old man who taught Yang Wenjing to let Yang Wenjing know how to stand in troubled times. This is the way of survival in troubled times.

With evil and evil, report to report!

At this moment, Yang Wenjing found that the bone sword was flourishing, and she was devouring Shen Fei's blood and bones. The scene was very appalling.

Yang Wenjing wanted to stop it, but helplessly, the bone sword devoured madly, and the remaining body of Shen Fei finally had a broken skin.

The bone sword blood color glowing, the recovery is as early as the beginning, the whole body is as white as jade, and the glitter is shiny.

"It's longer!"

Yang Wenjing held the bone sword, but found that the bone sword was actually long, it was hard to imagine.

After the death of Shen Fei, a soul jade suspended in front of the gods in the gods of the gods suddenly extinguished.

"One dead! Is it discovered?" Hunitian frowned, and the hunch was not good.

"Is this boy so bad to kill!" The sky sighed, and the eyes turned a little bit flickering, as if there was a stars in disillusionment.

Shen Fei was killed, and the sky could only be stunned and He Qiang. If the two could not kill, they would have to think about him.

Yang Wenjing and Shen Fei have a great movement in the first battle, which can inevitably attract the attention of the Shanheyuan. The six elders did not choose to shoot. Instead, they wanted Yang Wenjing to fight with Shen Fei. This is the idea of ​​the long ginger.

The comer became Yang Wenjing's grinding stone.

"This little guy really has two times!" The elder Qingming helped the green silk and said with a smile.

The second elder grinned and laughed, praised: "It is indeed the son -in -law of Dean Litian.

"There are two more people, just see how the little guy responds!" The old man of Jide nodded and said so.

"This little guy will be the one who will carry the banner in the future. He will not temper from an early age. How can you become a device!"

"The five brothers said good. Think about the year, but the dean was fighting the three Tianzun alone. I believe that the dean's son will be stronger!"

"As soon as the gods come, there will be a movement. You and I must not take it lightly!"

Nympho

At this point, Yang Wenjing had returned to the original road and took the killed zebras, sheep, etc. away.

"Big the big one, the small on the spot is buried!" Yang Wenjing dug a large pit, buried some small choices, and some of the big ones were packed in the Qiankun bag.

The little wolf cub quietly lying on Yang Wenjing's shoulder quietly, motionless, very peaceful.

"Qiankun bag is really easy to use, I didn't expect to pretend so many things!"

Yang Wenjing was surprised. I didn't expect the space inside the Qiankun bag so huge.

This Qiankun bag is also presented by the elderly Jide, and I have previously installed some small objects. Now it seems that this Qiankun bag is indeed a good thing.

Along the way, Yang Wenjing picked some wild fruits one after another. The wild fruit at the mountain waist was bigger and sweeter than at the foot of the mountain, sufficient sunshine, and the aura was more sufficient for the foot of the mountain. Naturally, it was much better.

"These should be enough for people in the old city to eat!" Yang Wen smiled quietly, put away the Qiankun bag and started down the mountain.

Yang Wenjing on each tree is half and leaves half of the other animals in the mountains.

It wasn't until the sun fell, and Yang Wenjing rushed to the old city. Near the family, Yang Wenjing saw that he had surrounded many people in his home, and the atmosphere was low.
Chapter completed!