Can Feng defies the sky

Chapter 106
She continued to smile, and moved her toes. This movement seemed slow and light, but she kicked the poisonous palm hidden behind the old man's waist, ready to attack her at any time. Bending into a fist, he went out to meet him vigorously. At the same time, he swung his long saber and drew a dazzling light from the air. With [-]% strength, both of them attacked Wei Lingran.

However, he raised his fist with the saber, and the girl who kicked him just now disappeared.

When a master confronts an enemy and the opponent disappears, everyone will inevitably be stunned for a moment. However, this old man can become the master of the Moji Sect. Regardless of his skill and experience, he is very capable. Wei Lingran disappeared before his eyes, and he did not panic at all. As long as you are willing to listen attentively, he can hear that the girl just turned over his head and behind him when he swung the knife.

With a slight cold snort, the one who reacted extremely quickly was a slash from the sky, which was equally powerful and brave.

But at the moment when he swung his palms across the air and slashed towards Wei Lingran, he suddenly felt a flash of jade green in front of his eyes.

He glanced out of the corner of his eye, the shadow he glimpsed from the corner of his brow felt very strange and illusory, it seemed that it was not real, but blurred like a phantom in the flickering firelight. The top of his head rolled behind him, and there should be no one in front of him at this time.

Although he felt that it was a phantom that blinded people's eyes, the head of the sect who had led a gang for decades still felt that something was wrong. A figure flashed in front of him. out.

However, his reaction was still a step slower.

The time for this step is just enough to kill him!
Suddenly, a jade-like hand was gently passed over from the shadows, and it was stretched to his chest with five fingers close together. The surrounding air seemed to be contained in this closed palm, condensing into a bloody and flesh-destroying steel.

The palm of the master of the Moji Sect with the poisonous wind was grabbed by this hand, and he froze on the way to shake it out. In the blink of an eye, the smiling girl behind him immediately clenched her head without looking back. Fist against the trend is a sharp piercing punch.

The fist is like an arrow, piercing the heart of the master of the Moji sect!

"Bah..." The lingering sound curled up, and flesh and blood spurted out.

Among the roaring noise, only the master of the Moji Sect heard the desperate and life-threatening shattering muffled sound. He seemed to clearly hear the blood rushing and jubilant in the blood of his body, wantonly jubilant to the last ounce of strength, consuming his last breath. s life.

He lowered his head slowly, watching the blood drop to the ground, spreading in the dust and dyeing it into big plum blossoms, and then his body fell into the dust of fire and light with a "bang".

He didn't even have time to cry out, and he didn't even have time to spurt the blood pouring down his throat, so he fell heavily and desperately under the feet of people and disappeared in the smoke and dust.

The last thought in his life was: Who is that ghostly figure floating in front of him?
Floating in front of him was, of course, the bodyguards of the Tuge Tutu.

This omnipotent bodyguard who doesn't like to talk or fight, originally followed Wei Lingran with his newly obsessed roasted sweet potato. Of course, he followed Wei Lingran not because he didn't believe in Wei Lingran's strength, but out of habit. When the king jumped up and ran out, he fluttered behind her like a rootless flying catkin. When Wei Lingran rolled over the head of the sect master, he was concentrating on peeling sweet potatoes from behind, so naturally he didn't follow her. past.

However, the young master didn't have the heart to pay attention to the shadow that obstructed his sight, but the head of the Moji sect raised his poisonous palm to deal with the young master. The blood in the palm floated in the air, confusing the natural sweet aroma of roasted sweet potatoes. It doesn't matter if you shoot him, it will pollute It would be unforgivable to eat his favorite roasted sweet potato, so the young master frowned, and then, the young master impatiently made a move.

Then, the unlucky head of Moji Sect died in Wei Lingran's hands because he slashed the young master with a poisonous palm with a fishy smell.

Only one move.

The head of the Moji Sect—death!
The door master died with one move?

The body that fell to the ground forcefully announced this simple and direct message.

The disciples of the Moji Sect fell into extreme panic and were stunned. Then, in panic and despair, they turned around and retreated frantically. The deputy sect master and several leaders flew over and looked at the black-robed old man who had fallen into the dust, but they did not dare to approach Wei. Beside Ling Ran, they looked at each other and hesitated for a moment. They saw the same message that the sect master was dead. For them - this was a great opportunity for the upper class to seize power, and naturally preserving strength was the most important thing.

"Back—" After a moment of bewilderment, the deputy head of the sect immediately shouted in a deep voice, and the disciples of Moji's sect were immediately defeated and scrambled to retreat.

Wei Lingran stood there shaking his fists, dumbfounded—fuck, what kind of power is this, a group of people who are greedy for life and fear of death, instead of avenging their sect masters, they ordered to withdraw in an orderly manner. Look, She was stunned for a while and suddenly became anxious.

These people were all evacuated, how could they be surrounded and disappeared, and how could they go to Fengxuan scenic spot to travel if they failed to disappear?

"Hey!" The girl suddenly snatched a hat from Mo Ji's apprentice and threw it to the backyard of the post house, "You guys should come out and show your face, even the corners of your clothes are not touched, how can they kill people!"

Nangong Tan and Ji Yuanhe glanced at each other, and slowly came out, dragging her to join the retreating disciples of Mo Ji. Soon, the soldiers stationed at the local post finally rushed to the scene "out of breath", and then Daluo Wang Sanqian's guards also rushed to the burnt post house. Apart from seeing the chaos at the scene, they only knew that the master of the Moji Sect had been killed, and that King Wei, the princes of the other two countries and the bodyguards of King Wei were all together. Qi disappeared in this unexpected siege.

Jinsha River, the river water is clear, with light waves rippling, and countless beautiful scenery meandering on both sides of the river.

In the picturesque morning with light waves and flowing scenery, a light boat floats leisurely on the water in a misty mist, and the sparkling water ripples created by the oars of the boat sway in circles in the quiet morning light.

"Hey, the boatman." A clear and clear voice suddenly came from the shore where the water was slightly shining. The boatman looked up and saw a delicate girl in lavender beckoning to him under the willow trees with thin silk ribbons. She greeted him. In the light of the morning light smiling, that light and pretty figure, flowing and beautiful, immediately made the fog on the shore magical.

The girl stood in the middle, flanked by tall young men standing shoulder to shoulder with her, with flirtatious clothes, his face half hidden in the mist, smiling or indifferent or calm, the breeze brushed the skirt, and the eyes of several people were faint Flowing, the radiance and brilliance pass away as soon as you touch it, whether it is a charming or indifferent or illusory expression and behavior, as soon as you raise your eyes, the faces of those few people immediately surpass this magnificent country with myriad colors.

The boatman stared blankly at the young men and women who looked like gods on the shore. He was not a literati who had read poetry and books, so he couldn't think of any beautiful words to describe it, so he directly praised, "What a beautiful group of young men and women !"

The purple-clothed girl was not angry when she saw him staring blankly, she smiled slightly and raised a piece of broken silver in her hand, and said, "Please trouble the boatman to ferry us across the river."

The fineness of grain silver, one ingot of silver is enough to earn two or three months' income of the boatman, the middle-aged boatman hurriedly paddled the boat with a smile on his face, took the silver, but listened to the beautiful, charming and clever girl He smiled and said, "I'll give you another three taels when we arrive."

The boatman was overjoyed, and the smiling girl said again, "But there are a few prerequisites." She looked at the boatman quickly and clapped her fingers, "First, you are not allowed to ask more questions, second, you are not allowed to read more, and third, you are not allowed to eat food." If it is not delicious, you will deduct one or two for every question you ask, and you will deduct one or two for looking at it.

The boatman immediately shut up, and gave up the idea of ​​chatting with these beautiful people. He turned around and paddled silently. Curiosity was more important than money, and the girl smiled with satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)