This Game is Not Easy

Licking her lips, Mo Feiyan showed a cold smile.

It's such a waste of magic weapon to fall on your NPC!

With a kick, Mo Feiyan sprinted towards Fang Yi.

At the scene, the disciples of the extreme mountain sect were facing a formidable enemy, Fang Yi also narrowed his eyes and prepared for battle.

He didn't want to cause trouble, he just wanted to leave the Extreme Mountain Sect with peace of mind.

But if someone deliberately makes trouble, that's another story.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became solemn.

Everyone waited solemnly, and as the distance approached, the battle was about to start.

But at this moment, Mo Feiyan, who was sprinting over, suddenly changed her expression, stopped abruptly, turned around and fled towards the exit.

There was no hesitation. The entire movement of turning around and running away was smooth and smooth, and everyone watching was stunned.

"Grandson! Where to escape!"

Just when everyone was stunned, in the sky, someone descended from the sky again, chasing after him.

"Eldest brother?!"

"Eldest brother is so handsome! He is so domineering even when he swears!"

"It turns out that Mo Feiyan was chased by the senior brother, so he fell here."

"Everyone, entangle Mo Feiyan together and let the senior brother kill this thief!"

Fang Yi looked up and saw that the person who came was a senior brother whom he hadn't seen in half a year.

What is surprising is that the strength of the big brother, compared with half a year ago, is not advancing but retreating.

The breath is far less thick than when we first met.

There are also many injuries on his body, and his clothes have been dyed blood.

The stab wound on the chest was eye-catching, and it matched Mo Feiyan's weapon very well, so it should have been done by Mo Feiyan.

Rao was so injured, but the senior brother was still full of momentum, and Mo Feiyan, who was chasing, was in a panic.

Fang Yi let go of the black iron epee slightly and turned to shouting slogans.

"Everyone, let's rush with Big Brother!"

When someone came forward, Fang Yi naturally did not intend to waste his energy, and directly started the mode of fishing in troubled waters.

Everyone rushed together, as if they had the backbone all of a sudden, and their momentum soared.

At the same time, when the people of Tianluomen saw the elder brother of the Jishan faction, their expressions suddenly changed.

In the past six months, the extreme mountain faction and the Tianluomen have been fighting continuously, and the senior brother has performed very prominently and became famous.

Ordinary disciples of Tianluomen have long been frightened by the prestige of the big brother, how dare they fight recklessly.

Not to mention that even Mo Feiyan was so frightened by the Jishan faction senior brother that he turned his head and ran away.

This kind of character is simply not something they can deal with.

The Tianluomen retreated steadily, and the Jishan faction made a concerted effort to completely regain the possession of the entrance.

After exiting the entrance, Fang Yi took a step forward, preparing to go straight to the peak of nowhere.

As a result, just as he stepped forward, a shadow came from the left.

rely on me! ?

What the hell?

With both feet firmly standing, Fang Yi quickly raised his sword to block.

when!

The sound of metal-to-metal collision sounded.

When a huge force hit, Fang Yi maintained his posture and slid back two or three meters before he successfully released the force.

The scene was dusty all the way, leaving two lines of traces.

Fang Yi wiped the blood from his face and narrowed his eyes.

This blood is not from Fang Yi, but from the guy who just flew over, splashing out.

When the dust dissipated, Fang Yi could see the person who had landed before.

It was that Mo Feiyan.

In the dust, the two looked at each other, but their expressions were different.

Fang Yi's face sank, and there was murder in his heart.

The ghosts are gone, and the tigers don't show their power. Can't they treat me as a sick cat?

Mo Feiyan had a happy expression on her face.

Just now, he was chased and killed by the senior brother of the extreme mountain faction, and he didn't have time to kill and seize the treasure.

It's definitely a pleasant surprise to be beaten down beside this person by the senior brother now.

"Boy, leave the weapon behind, and I'll spare your life!"

With a kick, Mo Feiyan sprinted again.

This time, the elder brother of the Jishan faction charged too much and was entangled by the disciples of Tianluomen, so it was impossible for him to come to the rescue.

He has all the time to kill people and steal treasures.

To Mo Feiyan's surprise, the boy with the heavy sword in front of him suddenly calmed down.

Posing a slightly obvious posture, it seems to be a prepositional movement of some kind of trick, inexplicably familiar, but can't recognize it for a while.

But it doesn't matter.

Mo Feiyan's eyes flashed coldly.

I'm not afraid of your kid fighting against each other, but I'm afraid your kid will run away!

Mo Feiyan is very confident in her own strength, and with the two full moon scimitars as weapons, except for a few changing heavens, she is basically invincible at the same level!

Judging by Fang Yi's clothes, that is, the level of an ordinary disciple, he is a little kid at all, and he doesn't care about such a small role.

"Give me death!"

With light work, Mo Feiyan's speed suddenly skyrocketed.

Under the sun, his two full moon scimitars shone with icy cold light.

Mo Feiyan had the ticket in hand, and didn't care about such a small role at all.

He thought that with this blow, he would be able to tear Fang Yi in half and **** the weapon.

But he didn't notice that the airflow around Fang Yi was slowly changing.

This change is accompanied by the distance between the two becoming more and more obvious.

When the people were about to confront each other, Fang Yi's whole body was shaken, the magic art was working with all his strength, and the whole person's momentum changed instantly.

Like a sharp sword unsheathed, its sharp edge is revealed!

"you?!"

Her pupils shrank, Mo Feiyan's expression changed, and she sensed something was wrong.

But if he wanted to recruit again, it was too late, so he could only bite the bullet and leave.

The second form of the full moon - the half moon sky!

Spiral Form One - Heavenly Sword!

Boom!

Obviously, Mo Feiyan rushed towards Fang Yi.

In contrast, now, it was him, flying upside down.

In mid-air, he vomited blood again, his account was numb, and blood overflowed, and he almost couldn't hold the full moon sword.

boom!

A strong sense of weightlessness made him unable to find his way.

It wasn't until he slammed into the rock ~www.readwn.com~ again spit out blood and knelt on the ground that he finally regained his senses.

Looking back, there were already many cracks in the stone wall, cracking like spider webs, and a human-shaped gap was printed in the middle, which was the place where he just slammed into.

"This, this move is... Heavenly Sword, Spiral Sword move! You are definitely not an ordinary Minority Sect disciple, who are you!"

After the fight, Mo Feiyan finally recognized

The sewer capsizes, absolutely the sewer capsizes.

Mo Feiyan could never have imagined that a guy with a plain appearance and plain clothes in front of him could actually know the swordsmanship of the sky!

This is clearly the unique skill of the elders of the extreme mountain sect, mad swordsmen!

Although he is using the second style of the full moon sword technique, this sword technique is a sword technique that does not even have an entry level, and it is completely inferior to the opponent's spiral sword technique.

Coupled with the Spiral Swordsmanship, he is good at breaking the face with one click, breaking the skill with one force, and killing the enemy with one move.

It's not the same way as his own, which pays attention to flexible fighting, and the full moon swordsmanship.

It means that he is attacking the long with the short, this time, it is not wrong to lose the fight.

Wiping off the blood on the corner of his mouth, he took out the medicine from his bosom, and pulled out the cork. Mo Feiyan said the warm-up medicine and poured it into his mouth while the flesh was aching.

At the same time, his eyes were fixed on Fang Yi's movements.

In the previous move, although I lost the fight, it was not easy for that kid.

Apparently, he stood there and slowed down for a while, but he didn't recover until now.

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