I Just Want To Farm

   Chapter 1831 Fengyun (Four more is over, praise me? Good night.)

  Clearly, even the man flew out with a spear, and the ground was cut by the airflow, leaving a long and narrow mark. However, probably unable to withstand such a powerful attack, Bai Ze had to insert the spear head into the ground brazenly.

   Cut off the impact with its own cut.

  There are not only sword marks on the ground, but also broken stones.

  He stepped back, resisted, and survived.

   so as not to die under this sword.

   But he also felt another kind of terrifying murder.

  The forest is cold, swift, and only a short thought.

  Kill him?

  It is not.

  Someone wanted to kill her.

  He suddenly raised his head, and saw a person flashing on the top of the tall Jinling wood in a splendid garden in the front left.

  Tall and burly, black robe gold belt, hand holding a long black dragon scale pattern knife, the knife is a piece of light, an inch of brilliance, carrying the dragon energy, the cultivation base of the fit period, an absolute killing knife.

  Only one glance, Bai Ze recognized who this person is.

  Lianchi, a famous swordsman in the northern part of Dajingzhou, was so vicious that many monks died as a result of his assassination.

   There are rumors that this person definitely has the strength of a four-star top killer in the Northern Xinjiang Alliance.

   and is a comparable strength player like Mo Bai, a killer who takes the route of technical flow.

  Such a person has always taken money to kill him, but he didn’t know that he was eyeing Mo Bai today.

   Could it be a private enmity? Or does someone spend money to buy their lives?

  No matter what, this person is a strong person, at least better than Huabu Xiuhua Yuesheng or Beitang Nuannuan!

   Bai Ze saw the murderous intent of a four-star top killer.

   but also saw the woman who killed herself with the ice dragon with a sword and looked sideways at the profile of the sword.

  The ink white mask is on top, there is no face, no expression, only the gesture that comes in a flash with the sword, and she has just released the sword in an instant and has not yet collected the sword.

  The clothes are light, the hair is flying, the five fingers of the left hand are slender and slender, and the black hilt forms a particularly obvious hue.

   Then there is an absolutely terrifying fighting style.

  Keng! !

  She stayed on the spot, holding the sword with one hand, and instantly blocked the sword's energy with the blade.

  The knife gas disperses.

  The sword is there, and the people are there.

  But there is one moment, another moment is absent.

  When Scales easily took a sword for her and his face changed slightly, when he had a premonition that he wanted to escape.

  She disappeared.

  Why did Scaler want to escape? Because he is an assassin who kills his life for money. He always pays attention to absolute certainty and perfect murder. If he is defeated by one blow, he must retreat.

  He retreated bravely, but couldn't stop the disappearance of his life-threatening object.

   disappeared and reappeared, appearing on the back of his retreat.

   "This speed..." The white-headed grandma has been watching the battle, her face slightly surprised.

   "That's not right, my brother is a small person in his body and mind, and his speed is not so abnormal, grandma..."

  The white-headed grandma frowned, and said deeply: "That can only be because this person's body's bursting speed is comparable to that of an instant, so her speed and her sword can reach the level of horror."

   Beitang Nuannuan opened his eyes wide.

  So. . . . Is it so scary?

   "Not only, but also her power."

strength?

   Beitang Nuannuan only heard a loud noise suddenly, she turned her head abruptly, and instantly saw that scale was struck by a sword, and then exploded under how powerful spiritual power.

  Boom!

  The scale ruler was smashed by a sword, and the man with a knife smashed into the Jinling wood where he was just now.

  The Jinling wood shattered, the scales fell to the ground, and the ground was sunken in a five-meter-diameter circle. The breath on his body was not flat, but he was angry and shot out with a knife with a knife.

  The revolving golden knife intent is mixed with the golden brilliance of the shattered Jinling wood leaves, just like a round of scattered light.

  There are many kinds of sword intents, but maybe the people watching the battle didn't pay attention to what the sword intent was at all in the process, because the sword didn't kill anyone.

  There is no sword or knife that kills or defeats the opponent, and it does not deserve a name.

  This knife meaning. . . . . Even though it is strong, it is not strong enough because it has been dodged.

  The dodger hangs in mid-air, one sideways, one more step in mid-air, instantaneous step shift, and afterimages floating around. Each afterimage is divided into a sword style, which flies in a sword style, and finally stacks one.

  Folded on a person on the scale.

  Sword, dozens of swords came in an instant.

  The scale ruler has no time to evade, so she can only block with a long knife constantly.

  Sword energy and sword energy are vertical and horizontal, the Jinling wood that exploded in situ was completely shattered into countless pieces of powder, and the sunken ground stones also turned into powder.

  The powder is like fog, and the murderous intent of the sword and the knife cried like weeping.

  In the end, seven or eight swords came out. The sword has the intent of the sword, the technique of the sword, and the spiritual power. The sword has nothing but speed and power.

  Absolutely crushed.

  Each block and cut caused the ground under the feet of the scale to crack continuously, and the scope of this cracking continued to expand and move continuously-because he was forced back by a sword and his body was constantly trembling.

   almost collapsed.

   "Using martial arts to enter Taoism is true."

  Fang Yourong is an assassin, born from the folk martial arts, then enters the spiritual practice, from the super assassin to the sword formation genius.

  At first, there was no fault and did not have much hope, and did not think about how perfect Qin Yu could use this identity.

  But they did not expect it. . . Qin Yu was actually born in martial arts, and he was also an absolute martial artist.

  So, she got this status, is it not like a fish in water.

   And this battle at this time. . . .

  One-handed sword sweep, scale ruler blocks with both hands.

   flew out.

   Bang bang bang, crashing into three high-roof buildings one after another.

  Finally landed and plunged the knife into the ground.

  There was blood dripping, and the scarred scales raised his eyes. He who had always murdered and mercilessly sensed all the emotions of his prey in the past-fear, and the person in front was as unpredictable as an abyss.

  He is locked and cannot escape.

   So he drew the knife again, and roared toward the other side.

  It was also at this time, when Bai Ze on the other side had just removed all the strength of the sword he had endured. He half-kneeled on the ground, holding his spear, his body was also scarred, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

  The blood is so colorful on the ground.

  For an instant, the beauty of blood flying from the neck of a scale ruler.

  The corpse fell to the ground, and the sword was sheathed.

  Qin Yu's spare left hand was placed on the kneeling scale head, palm flames jumped, burning the corpse, leaving only a storage bracelet.

  The bracelet flew into her palm, pinched it, and she tilted her head to look at the door of the auction house.

  At this time, there were many people at the door.

  She took a look and turned the bracelet with her fingertips. The action was like a Buddhist man turning a Buddhist bead, with a bit of dusty Buddha nature for no reason.

  But what she said. . . . Not at all.

   "I hope there is no clue left by the murderer."

   Then she left.

  Hua Buxiu and other younger generations have a miserable face.

  The mid-generation's suspicion.

  The older generation is solemn and prudent.

  Grandma Bai-head thought for a moment, and finally exchanged glances with Ping Zhen. . . She glanced at the complicated and deeply hidden view.

  Inadvertently, she narrowed her eyes.

  This is endless.

  There must be a follow-up.

  Bai Ze was defeated, but the strength he showed with a single shot was enough for people to see, and Beitang Nuannuan noticed this man.

  When they learned that he was from the eastern part of Lulu Dajingzhou, no one sneered, because they knew it well.

  The one who dislikes the east again. . . The main cause of the discoloration of the current situation in Lulu Dajingzhou also comes from the east.

   "Today's eastern part, I am afraid it is unfathomable, and I don't know whether this Mo Bai is related to it." The white-headed grandma sighed, her expression complicated.

  Using the method of elimination, she thinks that such a person probably does not appear in the north and south.

  That is the east and west.

  Choose one of the two, she always feels that the situation in the east is weird, and she is afraid of evildoers.

  (End of this chapter)