Supreme Emperor of Swords

“Hey, say you, haven’t finished eating? After eating, hurry, Uncle will use this table.” Cyan Garment Another of the teenagers came to the table and knocked on the table peng~ peng~ peng~ Impatient.

The lonely back sighed and seemed to be talking to himself: “Uncle?he he, ridiculous, when, the Registered Disciple of Inquiring Sword Sect turned into such a group of uncultivated things.”

The sound is light, but it falls in the ears of Cyan Garment youngsters.

A few people suddenly changed their faces.

“Great courage, you dare to say it again…” A Cyan Garment teenager said, grabbed it and took it on the shoulder of this lonely figure.

This palm, contains dark power, if the ordinary person is photographed, even if the shoulder blade is not broken, you have to rest in bed for half a month to recover, just listen to this person’s words, dare to humiliate Inquiring Sword Sect, Cyan Garment teenager I want to give a good lesson to the madman in front of me.

Who knows this palm is like a common on fine steel.

A counter-seismic force came, crack, Cyan Garment juvenile complexion pale, figure is like a ball that was drawn, flew out, crashed several companions, rolled the bottle gourd common, painful wow, bowed At first glance, the wrist is dislocated.

The lobby was a mess.

“What happened?” square-faced Tian Heng and elegant swordsman Zhang Wenzhao complexion stood up in amazement.

“Senior Brother Tian, ​​Senior Brother Zhang, that kid make a move hurts our people… Hey? People?” A Cyan Garment teenager pointed angrily at the window, suddenly suddenly stopped because he was surprised I found out that I didn’t know when the lonely figure and the fat white cat disappeared silently.

“I really saw the ghost, obviously just still…”

“It disappeared in a flash…”

“what happened?”

A group of Cyan Garment teenagers look at each other in blank dismay. The man was still at the table. It was only a moment of effort that disappeared without a trace. Under the broad daylight, could it be that… encounter a ghost? Or is that person actually a super powerhouse?

“If you forget it, hurry to eat and rest, don’t bother me.” Tian Heng waved his hand and motioned everyone to take time to eat, and did not pay attention to it.

After a while, another Cyan Garment teenager came upstairs and said something in Tian Heng’s ear.

“Well, the fish is hooked, you can close the net, let’s go, act now.” Tian Heng got up and left the restaurant with all the young Martial Warriors.

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Peace and Security City A tattered inn in a slum.

The four sides of the earth wall enclose a piece of land of more than ten acres. There are hundreds of narrow grass-shelved wooden houses in close and numerous places. It is a guest house. The personnel are extremely complicated, the voices are loud, and the three religions are all kinds of people.

In a very inconspicuous grass shed closest to the west, a teenager with a naked upper body and a bloody bandage sits quietly on the ground.

The mottled sunshine, through the thatched gap, penetrates into the house and falls on the boy’s body. This is a very ordinary face, but reveals the firmness, a pair of arms muscles bulging, the skin is black, it is extremely strong, but the body The white bandage has been soaked by watery blood, apparently not hurt.

It is the Cyan Garment East Institute Registered Disciple Zhang Fan.

The Hunter boy from the Hundred Fierce Mountains looked a little embarrassed, with complex complexion, chapped lips and a tired face.

There is a smell of medicine in the Room.

Zhang Fan is like a sculpture common, quietly circulating cultivation healing.

The cultivation Technique of his cultivate is extremely strange, and it does not sense the existence of the essence of the qi, but under the surface of the muscles, there seems to be a small bug that crawls the common, bulging each and everyone. The chest is still shaking vigorously, like a giant drum common, that strong and powerful heart, as if to break open the body and jump out common.

Under this silent vibration, the entire thatched cottage was slightly vibrating.

Under the sunshine, a group of bloody red flaming flames flashed from the body of Zhang Fan, as if it were a blooming lotus flower.

That is a symbol of blood.

Suddenly, it seems that what was sensed, Zhang Fan stopped practicing.

Slightly opened his eyes, the face of Hunter’s boy showed a bitter smile: “I finally found it again… For so long, I still refused to let me go?”

Backhand grabbed the Hundred Battles Long Blade and tied the fine steel long bow and the wolf’s fang arrow on the grass wall. Zhang Fan chose not to hesitate to leave.

The inn he chose, in the slum area, the people were very messy, originally thought that the other party would not find it so soon, but unfortunately… he was a vigilant habit of Luckily Hunter, and the house he chose was also close to the inn wall. As soon as the West Gate is successfully out of the wall, the crowds of the slums are like tides. It is not difficult to get out of the house.

The cat was on the waist and the footsteps were light. Zhang Fan was wearing a black cloak and only a hat, but he walked quickly toward the west gate without panic.

The footsteps behind him are getting more and more urgent.

“Seeing the traitor, where is it…” Someone was shouting.

Zhang Fan has stepped up.

“Where to go?” Sound of the wind whistling, a cyan figure is like a big bird, volley leaping, stabbing a sword toward Zhang Fan’s back.

Zhang Fan also Buhui, suddenly flashed to the right, avoiding the sword, and immediately the waist as the axis, Hundred Battles Long Blade whistling out, suffocating like a raging common whistling, blade light flashing, like a pair of training.

When I heard only a loud noise, the attacker blocked it with a sword, but was even more than a dozen meters away with a sword.

Zhang Fan borrowed a force and flew for more than 30 meters.

“Damn, chase me!”

“Don’t let him run!”

A burst of flustered and exasperated.

This sudden battle made the people around the inn a bit surprised, but the similar scene of killing was not strange to many people, so after a little panic, it quickly calmed down.

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Huh!

Zhang Fan breathed violently.

All the way to the gallop, let the body just long wounds, because too much force, once again cracked, watery blood left through the bandage, let him feel the strength of the old, like the inverted hourglass, is rapidly passing.

In front is a deep alley.

Crossing this alley, and going forward is a large market. Every day, tens of thousands of people appear in this market. As long as they enter the market, they can easily get rid of these soldiers by the cover of the crowd.

These all are Zhang Fan have long designed escape routes.

For many years, Hunter’s career, in the dangerous jungle, along with his fathers, and demon play hide-and-seek death game, let this boy have incomparable escape skills and abilities.

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