farmer agent

Chapter 415

"Vote for your mother..." Feng Er said angrily. The phrase "put down the sword and surrender" that Qiu Baiyi said made him very disgusted. He had only heard "put down the weapon and surrender", but had never heard anyone say "put down the sword" Surrender", this sentence made him feel very awkward, especially Qiu Baiyi's coquettish look, which he couldn't get used to just now on the mountain.

"Hmph..." Qiu Baiyi snorted coldly: "Take them down for me!"

"Shua, Shua, Shua..." As soon as Qiu Baiyi's voice fell, he and the other seven junior brothers took out all the swords in their hands.

Feng Er and Song Xiaotian saw eight sharp swords flying towards them like lightning, and they were anxious now. At this moment, they finally understood why Feijian Villa was called Feijian Villa. Obviously, they It is this flying sword that makes a living.

The flying sword's speed is very fast, and the attack angles of the flying swords are extremely tricky, but this is nothing to Song Xiaotian and Feng Er at this time.

I saw Song Xiaotian suddenly dissipated his majestic super energy, and disappeared in place with a single wind shadow step.Although he is no longer able to condense super energy by himself, even in this situation he still dare not use his true energy. If they see the clues, it will be even more troublesome.

Feng Er can't do it, he's not Song Xiaotian, he doesn't have superpowers, all he can rely on is the 70 years of skill that Lan Junchen gave him.

Seeing that those swords were about to hit him, Feng Er was anxious, and he couldn't care less about it. He quickly raised his true energy, and the majestic true energy in his dantian suddenly gushed out.

"Shua..." I saw that the four flying swords that were just approaching Feng Er were sent flying backwards by him, and what made him even more unexpected was that the directions of the four flying swords that shot back at extremely high speed were exactly where they were originally. the master.

"Ah..." The four people exclaimed in unison, they never expected that the flying sword of their envoy would fly back upside down, they were less than ten meters away from Song Xiaotian and Feng Er's position, Feng Er bounced back The flying sword was at least three times faster than when it flew out just now, and they had no time to react before being hit by the flying sword.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Only a few consecutive screams were heard, all four of them were stabbed in their right arms, and they all passed by their arms.

Quiet.

The scene suddenly became deathly silent, and everyone could only hear the whistling mountain wind and their respective heartbeats.

The people who went down the mountain with Song Xiaotian and Feng Er were stunned!

The twelve disciples of Feijian Villa were also stunned!

They were so surprised that they never thought that these two people were both top secret masters.

What they didn't know was that Song Xiaotian and Feng Er were also stunned at this time!

Song Xiaotian was so shocked that he didn't expect Feng Er to be able to shake off their flying swords with only his true energy, and even made them suffer from it.

The reason why Feng Er himself was stunned was because he didn't even know why the flying sword flew back backwards. At that time, he only used the real energy to protect his body to save his life, so as not to be injured by the flying sword. How could he know? This effect occurs.

In fact, there are two reasons for this phenomenon. One is that Feng Er's 70-year skill is too strong, and he did not control the amount of true energy released in a hurry, resulting in 70 years of true energy. The qi burst out at the same time, the power can be imagined; the second is that when he hastily dispersed the qi, it happened to be the time when the four flying swords touched his body. Or a little later, those flying swords can't hurt him at most, and they won't fly back anyway.

"How do you know my Sword Control Art from Feijian Villa? Where did you learn it secretly?" After all, Qiu Baiyi is the oldest and has a little more knowledge. He was the first to react.In his opinion, it was Feng Er who had mastered their sword control formula, so he was able to take away their flying sword and hurt him and several juniors.

The Sword Control Jue of Feijian Villa is actually a method of controlling Qi to control Feijian's out-of-body battle by releasing the true energy, but this method of controlling Qi is a uniquely gifted and peerless ancestor of their Feijian Villa In other words, this Yujian Jue is the secret skill of their Feijian Villa, only this family has no semicolon, and their Feijian Villa has also relied on this Yujian Jue for hundreds of years.

"Your mother..." Feng Er scolded contemptuously, "Which eye of yours saw that I was using your shit Yujian Jue? As for your shit Yujian Jue, I stand here and you all don't move." There is nothing wrong with me, if you give me I will not learn, so is there any need to steal it?"

Feng Er saw that he had directly blown their flying swords with his true energy just now, and he was terrified now, but as soon as his words fell, a cold snort sounded behind them, "Hmph, okay! Big breath..."

"Shua..." Everyone felt that there was a sound of breaking through the air as soon as the voice hit the top of their heads, and then a white-haired old man fell from the air in front of Qiu Baiyi and others.

The white-haired old man was as skinny as a stick, and his white beard covered his entire mouth as if he hadn't shaved it for decades. He looked very weak, but a pair of sharp eagle eyes just glanced at Song Xiaotian and the others lightly, and they were shocked. There was a feeling of being scratched by a knife on the face, even a fool would not regard him as a sloppy old man who was easy to bully.

"Greetings to Master Uncle!" Qiu Baiyi and the eleven juniors behind him clasped their fists and shouted respectfully.

"What's going on, who are they?" The white-haired old man glanced at the right arms of Qiu Baiyi and several injured disciples, and asked in a deep voice.

"Report to Master Uncle, they don't know where they stole the method of controlling the sword from our Feijian Villa, and we were accidentally killed by them." Qiu Baiyi covered the wound on his right arm with one hand, pretending to have a painful expression, He only added details about how he was injured, but didn't say the real reason why they stopped him.

Because he knew very well in his heart that the old man in front of him had gone crazy due to his practice, and he was very easy to fool around. He was recognized by Feijian Villa as an extreme villain, and whenever he heard that someone was unfavorable to Feijian Villa, he would be the first to say hello. Will jump out and play with people.

"What?" The white-haired old man really believed it, his face suddenly changed, he looked at Song Xiaotian and the others and shouted sharply, "Who stole the Sword Control Art from our Feijian Villa?"

"It's him!" Qiu Baiyi pointed at Feng Er, a smug look flashed in his eyes.He was injured by Feng Er in front of so many juniors, and the most important thing was his own flying sword, which made him very embarrassed. Now seeing that their senior uncle is going to help him out, he is of course very excited.

"Are you still shameless?" Feng Er pointed at Qiu Baiyi with extreme contempt and scolded, "Can you be more shameless? You..."

"Presumptuous..." The white-haired old man roared, and rushed towards Feng Er at top speed.

"Ah..." Feng Er was slapped flying by the old man before he could react.It was because the white-haired old man moved too fast, and the distance between them was less than ten meters. Basically, when the white-haired old man moved, his palm had already landed on Feng Er, just like his palm. The palm is the same as standing in front of Feng Er.

"Boom..." Feng Er fell on the stone steps 20 meters away, and spurted a mouthful of blood after landing, "Pfft..."

Although he has 70 years of skill now, he is not familiar with the power in his body, and he can barely deal with those little people. Once he encounters an old monster like the white-haired old man, let alone The white-haired old man was still attacking just now, and he didn't have time to defend himself. Fortunately, when he felt bad, he condensed his true energy to protect his body in time, otherwise he would probably be dead by now.

"Hand over the Yujian Jue!" As soon as Feng Er just landed, the white-haired old man had already arrived in front of him.

Seeing such a scene, even Song Xiaotian beside him trembled in his heart. This old man's movement is too fast, much faster than Liu Jinqiu. He knows that even if he uses all his strength to perform Wind Shadow Step, he will definitely not be as fast as him. I feel that only his master can compete with him when he uses the Wind Shadow Step.

"Gulu..." Thinking of this, Song Xiaotian swallowed dryly. At this time, he was the first two adults. The old guy in front of him obviously had a problem with IQ. Not to mention trying, for this reason, Song Xiaotian was extremely entangled.

"Hand over the Yujian Jue!" The white-haired old man yelled at Feng Er who was on the ground again. Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly slapped his palms towards the sky. All the swords rose into the air.

"Ah..." The white-haired old man roared again, his palms waved quickly, and all the twelve flying swords flew towards him like lightning. The top of his head spun quickly, and soon, the twelve flying swords formed a very beautiful circle horizontally above his head.

This is a flawless circle made up of sharp swords. The twelve swords are close to each other, and the tip of the back sword is close to the hilt in front. Even if you put your hands on the ground, it may not be so beautiful. so round.

The scene suddenly became extremely quiet, and everyone could only hear the sound of twelve flying swords spinning in the sky.

Everyone present was stunned, even Qiu Baiyi and the others were no exception. Obviously, they, the disciples of Feijian Villa, had never seen such a wonderful scene.

Song Xiaotian is also a well-informed person, but at this moment he has a heartfelt admiration for the white-haired old man in front of him, because even his mind remote control cannot control so many flying swords at the same time.

"I'm stupid, so handsome!" Feng Er exclaimed excitedly, as if he had forgotten that these flying swords were here to deal with him.

Sure enough, as soon as Feng Er finished speaking, the white-haired old man let out a shocking roar "Heaven, Luo, Sword, Rain..."

As soon as his roar fell, the twelve flying swords stopped suddenly, and then, the tip of the flying sword immediately sank and fell towards Feng Erzhen on the ground like a rain of swords.

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