Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 1300 Choice
Chapter 230 Seven Choices

"The Nanfeng Sword suddenly dissipated, and then appeared in your hands. The sword around me never left, and suddenly a saint appeared to protect me... How can there be so many coincidences in this world." Zhong Lingxi shook He shook his head, smiled wryly, and continued, "However, your appearance this time may consume you a lot, so you should go back as soon as possible."

"I can only show up for a cup of tea, but I'll wait until I go back. Whether it's returning to the sheath now or after half a stick of incense, it's impossible to come out again in a short time. If I don't I will escort you for another ride, at least wait until your inner strength has recovered a little."

Seeing that Zhong Lingxi had something to say, Nanfeng Sword Spirit spoke faster and faster.Seeing that Zhong Lingxi compromised with her in the end, a smile appeared on the corner of the girl's mouth.

On the top of the mountain tens of feet away, the man in animal clothes climbed among the cliffs and looked at the figures of the two women in front of him, their pupils constricted slightly...

"Young master, you already knew that this woman is not a saint, why did you leave?"

"In this way, it's interesting to kill, isn't it?"

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Stab it--! !

A punch pierced through the air and hit Lin Fenghuo's long knife directly.

The punch didn't stop after a single blow, and the people on the other side seemed to see that Lin Fenghuo's strength was weak, and for a moment, the fierce punches continued.When Uncle Wang rushed to help, he found that the fireworks on Lin Fenghuo's long knife had already dimmed.

After the man withdrew his fist, he drew an arc-shaped trajectory in the sky, flashed to Wang Bodang's side in an instant, and tried to repeat the old trick, hitting the young man with the long spear again.

Before he had time to check Lin Fenghuo's injuries, Uncle Wang had noticed the existence of the fist edge a long time ago, and even if he took a step forward, he thrust out the silver-white spear in his hand ahead of time, cutting a corner of the fist edge abruptly.

Bright red blood gathered from the air, revealing a faint bloody air.

This shot hurt him!

It wasn't until this time that Wang Bodang could see the real appearance of this person clearly. The person was basically the same as them in terms of body shape and appearance, but the only difference was in the clothing, in order to better bring out their appearance. With a body of strength, the cloth of the clothes will be less, so their actions will be a little lighter.

"People from the outside world can hurt me, Zhu Li?"

Zhu Li looked at the bloody palm from the injury, and there was a stern look in his eyes. Just as he was about to make the next move, a black smear suddenly appeared in his eyes, and a huge knife fell from the top of his head.

boom--! !

A dull sound came from in front of Uncle Wang, and he looked forward to push away the lingering dust,
I saw Zhu Li retreating tens of feet away, crushing several stone slabs under his feet before he could stand still, a long streak of blood dragged out all over the ground, revealing the terrifying ferocity.

Zhu Li spat out a mouthful of blood fiercely, two hideous wounds had already appeared on his arms and waist, and there was still a thick black air rising from the wounds.

Black air...?
Wang Bodang squinted his eyes and looked at the person who came out of the dense forest, with a long knife in his hand, the tip of the knife cut across the ground, making a screeching sound, and fireworks rose as it passed.

This is...Lin Fenghuo...

"Sure enough." Wang Bodang sighed softly, and tightly shook the spear in his hand.

That Zhu Li's strength was close to his, even slightly higher than him.The one who can put Zhu Li at a disadvantage, perhaps only the possessed Lin Fenghuo can do it among the people present.

"You can't either."

Lin Fenghuo stood in front of Zhu Li holding the green fire sword, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He moved his wrist, clenched the knife in his hand, and wisps of flame were squeezed into the air, surrounding the tip of the knife.

He was dressed in plain clothes and long robes, with traces of black energy flowing out of his body, and gradually the color of the clothes had already turned black. He was like a wild beast driven to a desperate situation, with unprecedented madness shining in his eyes And bloodthirsty, the whites of the eyes beside the pupils have already been shrouded in black air at this moment.

Those jet-black eyes seemed to see through everything.

He swung his saber to meet Zhu Li's fist and slashed at it!
clang--! !

Dazzling flames splashed in the air, and Zhu Li blocked the long knife covered with black air one after another. Although the knife was fast and heavy, as long as he was careful to protect it, it still couldn't break his skin.

"Thundering Crane King Spear."

Wang Bodang's voice came from behind Zhu Li, and when Zhu Li wanted to turn around to avoid it, a long spear had already pierced his arm, piercing it from back to front!

Zhu Li snorted, staggered, and his face was extremely pale.

With a low growl, he pulled out the spear point piercing through his arm with his backhand, and blood gushed out from the wound immediately, dyeing his entire arm red.

Then he ran into the dense forest, but he was nowhere to be seen.

It's just that when they left, they stared viciously at Wang Bodang and Lin Fenghuo, especially the latter, as if they wanted to engrave their faces in their hearts.

"Lin Fenghuo!"

When Uncle Wang saw Zhu Lidun fleeing, he didn't chase him, but hurried to join Lin Fenghuo.

Before reaching Lin Fenghuo's side, he saw an evil spirit rushing straight to the sky in an instant, rushing towards Wang Bodang.The raging black air instantly sent Wang Bodang flying tens of feet away.

The next moment, the two swords pierced through Wang Bodang's original position, cutting two deep knife marks on the ground, and thick flames were still burning above the knife marks.

"Oops!"

As soon as the idea came out, Wang Bodang turned around and fled. The soaring evil spirit behind him seemed to have found a vent, and rushed towards Wang Bodang who was fleeing. The air of fireworks.

If this is confirmed, his uncle Wang will have to say whether he is alive or dead.

However, the speed at which the black air spread was so fast that he, Wang Bodang, could surpass it, and it was enveloped in just a few breaths, followed by the heat wave air.

Seeing this, Wang Bodang clenched the spear in his hand tightly, and the lightning flashed in an instant, and the huge thunder force opened a gap out of thin air in the black air.

However, after the black air, the heat wave on Qinghuodao's body rose.

The scorching flames burned Wang Bodang's face red. Although he escaped the darkness, but facing Lin Fenghuo, who possessed the great strength of a chivalrous man, Wang Bodang was far from being an opponent.

With just one move, the tiger's muzzle where he was holding the gun was already torn apart in pain, and traces of blood flowed down the gap between his fingers to the ground.

"Lin Fenghuo..."

Uncle Wang gritted his teeth. After the defeat of that move just now, he had already seen Lin Fenghuo's face enlarged in his eyes. The look of indifference in his eyes seems to be just an appearance to cover up his heart.

Uncle Wang was clamped around the neck by a pair of big hands. His long spear hovering over Lin Fenghuo's chest could not go any further. He put down the gun in his hand and closed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)