Feng Guo said softly, a golden needle stuck in his left fingers was gently thrown aside by Feng Guo.

Shibashe looked very gentle, but then he became sad, "It's a pity that I don't look like my sister at all. If I had looked like my sister, you wouldn't have died back then. I don't have to, like a walking corpse, have been crawling and fighting in the world for so many years."

Xin Sheng was still motionless, staring at Feng Rui without blinking, without any intention to escape, and without any intention to take action. He just stood still, his eyes were still calm and his expression was extremely solemn.

"You are a silly girl, I've said it a long time ago."

"When my sister died in your arms, your heart died. It was because I was not like my sister. If I were like me, you knew that I like you so much as my sister, your heart would definitely not die. It is unfair to be naive. It is obvious that my sister and I were born to one mother and one father, but I didn't look like her at all. Piaoxiang had nothing to do with my parents, but she looked so similar to my sister." Shibazhang's tone was full of sorrow.

Feng Guo whispered, "Silly girl, stop talking. You are hurt too much. If you speak so hard, you will die."

"I don't care! If it weren't for you still alive, I wouldn't care about life and death at all. Your heart died because of your sister and because of her. I have never been because of me. In the past, I was extremely sad. But today, I realized that there is no extreme sadness at all. My life is so sad..." Shibashe cried out, looking extremely sad.

Xin Sheng suddenly moved and stabbed the sword in his hand with all his strength towards Feng Guo. Feng Guo waved his knife casually and blocked Xin Sheng's attack. Xin Sheng was shocked. A black shadow suddenly appeared in front of the Eighteen Hands and slapped the Eighteen Hands' Tianling Cap with a palm.

Feng Guo's pupils suddenly expanded, but his expression did not show any anger. Xin Shengwen held the sword in his hand, and even the blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth was not wiping it, and he stared at Feng Guo without blinking. Shiba's hands died under his palm, under a silver palm, covered with bright silver.

Weird color.

"Miss Sunset, Xin Sheng is incompetent! Miss Labor is a big move." Xin Sheng spoke in a deep voice, his tone full of shame.

The person who killed the eighteen-handed was Black Sunset. Black Sunset said coldly, "It's not your fault. I originally thought that your strength was enough to deal with the four of them, but the spy who investigated the four of them had low martial arts skills suddenly sent a message. I know that you alone is not enough to deal with them. Sending you here alone is just to prove your loyalty, not to ask you to die."

"Thank you for your care, Miss!"

Shiba was so angry that he was killed. I am afraid that no one could survive after being slapped into the sky with a palm of the black sunset.

Feng Guo took a deep breath and whispered, "Do you know that you have made two mistakes in a row. The first mistake shouldn't have killed Piaoxiang before I killed me; the second mistake shouldn't have killed Piaoxiang after I killed Piaoxiang."

Black Sunset said in a cold tone, "She was seriously injured, and I don't plan to kill her in such a hurry. However, she is gathering all her strength and preparing to sacrifice her life to attack my guards. I don't want my guards to die so soon. I can only kill her."

"But you made an irreparable mistake. You really shouldn't have killed her. Since you are here, even if she condenses all her strength, she can't kill your guard. But if you kill her, you let me pull out the last golden needle." Feng Guo said softly, and there was another golden needle between his left fingers. After Feng Guo said that, he threw the golden needle aside.

"Golden Needle for the Seal of the Practice? I really didn't expect that you actually used two golden needles to block your own skills, and you really underestimate you. The name of the Saint of the Sword is really worthy." Black Sunset's originally cold tone was a little surprised and a little admiration.

"The last mistake of yours is that you shouldn't have attacked me immediately, otherwise, you two could have killed the mine that had been a moment ago."

After Feng Guo said that, he raised his sword and took action. The sword was gone, and there was no shadow. All he had was the energy that was brought about by the terrible sword energy, as if it could sweep the heaven and earth. The soil several feet deep on the ground was rolled up, and the sword force completely enveloped the black sunset and Xinsheng.

Xin Sheng had never seen anyone with such a terrible internal force, and had never seen anyone exert such powerful power. Xin Sheng found that his speed was useless and could not escape the wind's sword's cover at the moment when the wind passed, and could not attack Feng Zhukongmen with his speed without hesitation.

Xin Sheng had only a moment of thought, and then he had already thrown away blood and collapsed on the ground. It was extremely difficult. He stood up with the scabbard branch. The sword force of the wind was so strong that it was so terrible that the violent internal force formed by the sword had already shaken Xin Sheng into such a state.

Xin Sheng was not afraid of the speed of the wind emitting the knife, but in the face of this excessive gap in internal force, Xin Sheng found that he could not do anything.

Black Sunset punched the blade that Feng Zhuo slashed, and half of the body was shook back at the same time. Feng Zhuo's body was swung rapidly, and the second knife followed. Black Sunset captured Feng Zhuo's body changing hollow door, attacking the left palm, and the knife force that had not yet passed through Feng Zhuo was already numb by the powerful and terrifying internal force of the body protection. Feng Zhuo's arms were numb. Feng Zhuo's second knife, and chopped to the end.

The black sunset raised its palm and sealed it hard, and it was too late to dodge, and it was impossible to dodge. The terrifying sword force made the black sunset almost breathless. If it moved its body to dodge the sword force, it would definitely be damaged by the aftermath of the sword force, and it would not be worth the loss.

Feng Zhuo attacked seven times in a row, one sword was more fierce than the other. The energy brought by each sword was more terrifying than the previous one. When Black Sunset took the seventh sword, she couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood. Feng Zhuo Zhuo swung it out. The black Sunset's instant injury caused the internal energy to leak, and this sword was no longer possible.

If you can't handle it, you must die. If there is no external rescue, it's a pity that there is, so Black Sunset did not die under this knife. The one who came to rescue was not Xin Sheng who flew over and tried to create a chance to kill Feng Zhuo while making a killing sword for Black Sunset.

What's more, although Xin Sheng rushed forward, he did not intend to destroy his life under the knife, but just wanted to do his best to keep the black sunset immortal. Before Xin Sheng could pounce, he was blown away by a powerful force. A black shadow, with a sword light, inserted between the black sunset and the eighth sword of the wind passing.

He took the blow by the wind, and shouted, "Sunset, please leave quickly and stop him for your father!"

The person who came was Black Storm. In the Black Storm gang, only Black Storm and Black Paradise could take such a terrifying knife. Black Storm had no intention of coming, but after telling Black Sunset about Feng Jian’s true identity, he suddenly learned another news that Feng Jian had two golden needles inserted into Feng Jian’s body. In the past, he spent a lot of money to ask the Golden Holy Doctor to insert the golden needle.

The Black Storm has to come, and it must come. Those who dare to use two golden needles to block their skills have their original real skills that are absolutely terrible. Otherwise, how can the martial arts that are imprisoned by two levels of the world protect their lives in the world? How can they face the inestimable dangers in the world?

The Black Storm took the eighth sword after the wind, and his arm trembled. The person who used the sword was not as strong as the sword, and his internal force was always close. The sword was more focused on lightness, not to mention that the Black Storm discovered that the internal force of the wind was deeper than that of itself, and it was more than a little deeper.

Feng Guo's expression was extremely calm. The black storm's intervention did not affect Feng Guo's sword force at all. Feng Guo's ninth sword followed closely. Like a meteor, falling from the sky, with a terrible force that was beyond humanity. The rescued Black Sunset turned around and ran without hesitation. Xin Sheng pressed his injuries and spread his body skills to chase the direction of the black Sunset running.

The black sunset has confidence in the black storm, and Xinsheng has no desire to fight or worry about the black storm.

The wind passed the ninth sword and fell into nothing. The black storm's figure suddenly lost its trace out of thin air. The wind passed by the sword and slashed in the empty space. The terrible force spread wildly around. The large area of ​​soil in the surrounding area exploded and flew out, and the trees were uprooted and shattered by the sword.

Feng Zhu's body remained unchanged. He swung rapidly and jumped up in the air, swinging his strength towards the space eighty meters behind him. The moment Feng Zhu's move came, the slightly staggering figure of the black storm appeared at the same time. In one moment, Feng Zhu's man had already pounced on him and the knife also arrived.

The Black Storm couldn't help but feel shocked. In the world, the most difficult battle of the Black Storm is to fight rebelliously, but even rebelliously, he would definitely not be able to make such a terrible attack. Monsters, who are so old, have such incredible deep internal strength. Black Storm can only use the word "monster" to describe the wind.

The Black Storm was shocked and the Black Storm was really unwilling to fight hard. That was a taboo in using the sword, but there was no choice. The sword passing by the wind became faster and faster, and the strength became heavier. Every time the Black Storm tried to counterattack the Fengkong Sect, the sword passing by the wind had already cut to the front door first, and had to cross the sword hard.

Have you followed the trend and fought hard? Black Storm won’t, and he doesn’t want to.

Black Storm is confident and confident to retreat. Although the internal force of the wind is stronger than that of yourself, it will not hurt yourself in a short period of time. Without any sword technique, you can continuously improve your lethality and speed, and you will definitely experience a decline. That moment is the time to retreat.

Black Storm still has full confidence in his own light skills. Even if the swordsman's light skills are absolutely limited, the heaviest sword is never speed.

The black storm started from the first knife and blocked the eighth knife. The wind passed the seventeenth knife. This knife did not bring away any dust. It was plain and unpretentious. The traces seemed to allow people to clearly see every change of the knife and stay on every side.

This knife, without any terrible pressure, was attached to the body and mind of the Black Storm.

The Black Storm showed a look of fear, because when the Black Storm saw the wind passing by this sword, the Hengfeng sword had been cut off. The sword, which was definitely not an ordinary sword, was broken, and the breaking mouth was very neat. This was the last thought of the Black Storm and the last clear scene to see.

Feng Guo held the knife with both hands and leaned forward. The slender knife in his hand emitted a dazzling light. The knife was almost against the ground, and Feng Guo's head was also hanging very low. There were many empty doors in this posture, especially the black storm standing on his back, which was too easy to encounter fatal attacks from the other party.

The wind passed but did not turn around, but slowly stood up straight, and let out a long roar towards the sky, which shocked the trees further away.

The black storm stood still. After a moment, his body suddenly split into two halves, falling down to both sides, blood spurting out. A weak voice sounded at this moment, "If you whistle again, I will be shocked to death by you..." It was Wudang's lewd voice, and Feng Guo really stopped whistling.

The fierce fighting made the surroundings feel embarrassed, but the 18-handed and Piaoxiang's corpse were still quietly wading like just now, even the mud and ground under him were just as before. But in the end, a semicircle pit was formed within a large area around him, as if it had fallen.

The soil under the bodies of Piaoxiang and Shibashu, to be precise, became pillars made of soil. Wudang Qingjian was not so lucky. At this moment, he only had his head, exposed from the soil at the low pit, but he was still alive because he was still breathing.
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