run……

Run quickly...

Run quickly...

Being entangled by a ghostly ghost, Zhang Fengfu and Xuanxuan couldn't help feeling powerless at the same time. The pale face behind him, which was always wandering between the two feet of the two, seemed to be stuck behind him by something.

Although he has good martial arts skills, Zhang Feng's mansion is not afraid of his martial arts skills. What's more, there is Xuanxuan who has worked with her earlier. As a witch, Xuanxuan's martial arts skills are naturally not weak, but no matter how powerful martial arts are, it is difficult to kill a fool.

The gods were elusive and illusory. Zhang Feng's mansion had to hit a shadow every time he hit. As for Meng Jiuyou's body, he had no idea where he was floating. At present, the two of them didn't even have the heart to watch the wonderful fights there. They couldn't hit Meng Jiuyou, but whenever they were hit by Meng Jiuyou, they would feel a cold feeling from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads. At present, the two had already hit at least twenty or thirty palms, their lips were purple, and their foreheads were cold, as if their blood had been frozen, which was extremely painful.

It’s okay that Zhang Feng’s mansion has Bing Xuanjin to protect his body, but it’s a pain Xuanxuan. But she is just a woman, who is already a yin. With Meng Jiuyou’s strange martial arts, she has become the last of her strength at this time.

Not afraid of powerful opponents, but only afraid of opponents who are obviously strong but do not confront you head-on. Now the two have already run to some unknown corners, and there is no one around, and Meng Jiuyou is still chasing him.

"If it really doesn't work, you go first, I'll stay to block him."

Zhang Fengfu said in a deep voice, thinking: "I have Bing Xuanjin to protect my body, and I can resist it no matter how much. By then Xuanxuan will escape from the sky. Maybe she can find helpers to deal with this thing that is unknown whether it is a human or a ghost. If she can invite the Qingcheng Seven Swords to help, could he really penetrate it like a ghost?"

He thought again: "If I leave Xuanxuan here to resist, she will not be able to use much effort. At most, it will be a problem to meet Meng Jiuyou. I still can't escape by then. It would be better to take a gamble."

Xuanxuan didn't know what Zhang Feng's mansion was thinking. Seeing that Zhang Feng's mansion looked like he was fake, she felt a little moved. She rarely saw Zhang Feng's mansion so unquestionable, but for some reason she felt warm and said pale: "You care so much about me... Could it be that you really like me?"

Zhang Feng's mansion was covered in black lines, thinking when is it still so much to be joking? Is he really a witch?

"If you want you to leave quickly, you can leave quickly. What are you talking about? Otherwise, both of you will have to die here."

After saying that, he divided his strength and slapped Xuanxuan on the shoulder. The force of this palm was not too big and could just send Xuanxuan away.

"The faster you leave, the faster the reinforcements will come. If you don't want to die, run faster."

Xuanxuan thought that Zhang Feng's mansion was really going to do her best to protect her. She was touched for some reason, but at this time the palm power had reached and she had been taken away by Zhang Feng's mansion with a palm.

"don't want……"

"I don't want your breasts, your breasts' legs, and your squeaky little girl."

Zhang Feng's mansion made his heart aside, and only a sinister sound came from behind.

"Milk, breast legs..."

"It's really enough, my ears are called up."

Zhang Feng's mansion cursed angrily, and immediately stopped and slashed back. Sure enough, he failed again. When he looked back, Meng Jiuyou looked at him with a dead face.

Zhang Fengfu said: "You bastard can't say anything else? You have to learn from me like this? Also, if you have the ability, you will fight me head-on, why pretend to be a god.

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Hit me up."

Meng Jiuyou said palely: "Pretending to be a god... Pretending to be a god..."

Zhang Feng's mansion felt aggrieved. He had never encountered such a difficult opponent. Even when dealing with Luo Feifei, he would not have been so disappointed, because Meng Jiuyou's ethereal body movements and the strange internal strength of the ice were extremely troublesome.

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense to you, look at the knife..."

After a knife, Zhang Feng's back was slapping, and at this moment, his legs gradually became numb and his whole body was cold. He said that if he was dealing with ordinary people, the recoil of Bing Xuan was enough to make his opponent suffer. Who knew that the opponent was such a natural ice cellar. Meng Jiuyou seemed not afraid of his internal force recoil. Instead, he would be at most three palms, and he would not be able to move his palms. At that time, he would only become a tragic devil with no resistance in Meng Jiuyou's hands.

Suddenly, Zhang Fengfu thought.

Bing? Huo? Why don’t you use the Fire Cloud Sword to deal with him?

At that moment, he silently used the internal power of the Fire Cloud Sword. This mental method was so strong that it was extremely yang, and it dispelled half of the cold intention in one go. The pressure was reduced sharply, but everything was full and damaged. Although the Fire Cloud Sword was domineering, it consumed internal energy very powerfully. He used the Fire Cloud Sword to deal with Meng Jiuyou. It turned out that what Meng Jiuyou feared the most was fire. He was unable to move when he saw the Fire, and even blocked his eyes and did not dare to look at it. In this way, he was hit by a Fire Cloud Sword in Zhang Feng's Mansion. After being knocked away, he got up for a long time and said in horror: "Fire... Fire..."

Zhang Fengfu sneered, "Are you scared? I'll teach you to pretend to be a god and scare your grandfather, and take me another knife."

After saying that, the murder knife in his hand had gradually changed color. Meng Jiuyou was shocked and quickly turned into a ghost and left. Zhang Feng's mansion suddenly collapsed on the ground. It turned out that it was just the last moment, but just to scare Meng Jiuyou, he used a lot of internal force to dispel the cold with the Fire Cloud Sword, and two more swords were used, leaving only a little internal force to protect his body, and he did not dare to move any more.

"Damn it, I almost suffered."

Zhang Fengfu gently brushed away the cold sweat on his forehead. After a while of fear, he suddenly felt a chill on his back. When he turned his head, he suddenly felt as if his three souls and six spirits were scared away.

"Oh my goodness, I'll go to your uncle."

Meng Jiuyou was staring with a pair of dead fish eyes behind him and murmured: "I almost suffered..."

Meng Jiuyou had stretched out his hands that were as pale as a dead person to capture Zhang Feng's mansion. At this moment, Zhang Feng's mansion only had the energy to save his life. When he was thinking that something was wrong, he suddenly felt someone pulling his lower abdomen. Then he soared into the air and climbed over a wall. He saw that Xuanxuan, who had already become cold behind the wall, was pulling herself with a hemp rope.

I couldn't help but be surprised and angry.

"You woman, why are you going to run away for your life?"

Xuanxuan used her last strength to pull her rope. When Zhang Fengfu saw that her forehead was covered with white frost, Xuanxuan said as if she was angry and said, "You sacrifice yourself to save me, I... I don't want to owe you favors. We will be equalized once..."

After saying that, he fainted.

Zhang Fengfu was both heartbroken and angry. Meng Jiuyou had already climbed over the wall. He looked closely and saw that there was no place to hide around him. He didn't have much internal strength and couldn't run far with Xuanxuan. He thought he could only take one step, so he put his knife and carried Xuanxuan to break into a deserted house. The house was ventilated and filled with weeds. Perhaps it was an abandoned wood-room. Zhang Fengfu was anxious and happened to see a cellar in the corner of the wall. He immediately ran in, and then got weeds to cover it. After doing everything, he saw Meng Jiuyou breaking in.

I saw that his face was paler, and his degree was not as fast as before. Zhang Feng's mansion must have been

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The Huoyun Sword injured him, so I am afraid that the two of them would have been captured long ago, and they would never be able to help themselves if they were alive or dead.

...

"This woman is probably not simple."

On the way back, although he was no longer as fast as he came down, his pace was not slow. Because he was worried about the injury of 6 Yiping in his heart, Song Yixue did not go into the topic of Qianxuan.

He just said, "No matter what, since she dares to ask for that guy's hands directly, you can see how courageous she has. I think she will not do anything to settle the score later. But today, thanks to you, but this may cause you to be missed by the people of the Nine Heavens."

Looking at Xiao Nongyue, Song Yixue was grateful. He was not a shy person. He only needed a word of thanks to represent everything.

Xiao Nongyue was much more cheerful.

He smiled and said, "We came to Jiuzhongtian for those martial arts masters. Sooner or later, we will stand opposite them. Where did we get any implicitness or not? You just don't think I'm a brother."

Song Yixue was in a good mood. He not only demanded the poisonous boy's hands as a price, but also asked for a life-saving talisman for his junior brother 6 Yiping. He was even more happy when he heard Xiao Nongyue say this. He had not been so happy for a long time. He said lightly on his first time: "I'll finish the housework later, and I'll invite you to drink."

The two of them went up the cliff and saw that the other six disciples of the Tiandao Sect were guarding the woman who was in charge of Baihua Valley. They did not dare to slack off at all. Seeing that Song Yixue came back safely, the little fantasy in the hearts of the six disciples was finally broken, but they did not dare to show any disrespect.

Song Yixue said coldly: "What's going on inside?"

One of the disciples had to honestly say: "Senior Huangque is expelling poison for him, but fortunately he sent it in time and it was not a big deal."

Song Yi felt relieved.

"You guys, follow me..."

...

Above the magma river, Song Yixue's white robe under the waterfall was fluttering by the airflow.

"I know why I want you to come?"

The six people shook their heads in a daze.

Song Yixue said: "Because I plan to give you a chance to redeem your sins. If I do what I said, I will not blame you for the past."

The six were already worried that Song Yixue would take revenge on his own, and they were all surprised to hear this.

"So you're serious?"

Song Yixue said: "When will I not count what I have said?"

The six people agreed deeply.

"What do you want us to do?"

Song Yixue said: "I want you to jump from here."

"What? Song Yixue, you are forcing us to die."

Song Yixue said: "I feel uneasy if you don't die."

"Then you go and die first."

Six heavenly swords were unsheathed, and Song Yixue's mouth was covered with sneer, and the next moment he corpses were found.

Xiao Nongyue, who was late, frowned and said, "I was still thinking about what family matters you were going to deal with, but I didn't expect it to be this. Brother Song, you are too impulsive. After all, you are a fellow disciple, so you can't help but lose your word. I didn't expect that I was still one step late."

Song Yixue whispered: "Tell me, what did you see? Brother Xiao."

Xiao Nongyue looked complicated and sighed: "I saw your six junior brothers besieging you regardless of the friendship between their classmates and killing you."

Song Yixue Shure smiled.

"Let's go, I'll invite you to drink, and you won't be drunk."

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