Wrecked Sword Striking the Heaven

It was difficult to sleep all night. When the next day was bright, Zifeng came to the main peak early, not expecting who Wu Lang was. I hope I don't miss any game in the fourth house

One day yesterday, half of the disciples of the four palaces attended the Da Bi, and the remaining ten did not show up. Xin'er, that must be Xin'er. For this reason, Zifeng has to approach anyway!

The anxiety on Zifeng's face fell into the eyes of the women, and couldn't stop raising a burst of loving expression.

At the instigation of several people, Lin Xuan slowly sat next to Zifeng, hesitated and pouted her delicate mouth, "Zifeng, have you ever thought about why Xin'er didn't want to recognize you yesterday?"

Surprised, Zifeng turned sideways and said, "don't you recognize me?"

Some things are clear to the onlookers. Although in other things, Zifeng planned strategies and considered everything without leakage. However, in Xin'er's case, Zifeng's performance has been in chaos in just a few days. Even, I almost lost my mind and bumped around like a headless fly!

Whenever there is a trace of Xin'er, he must rush up like a moth to the fire!

Just like yesterday, the boxing came, but I didn't feel it! Zifeng can not consider himself, but has he ever thought about the women standing behind him.

That punch also hit them in the heart

Last night, several women stayed up all night in order to discuss a way to let Zifeng recognize the reality and look at the immediate problems rationally. Otherwise, if this continues, the result will only get worse and worse.

"How could this be possible? Xin'er must not recognize me. You see, you have white hair, or you will recognize me. " Smiling, Zifeng's face was full of self-confidence.

I had expected it to be like this. Leng Ruxue suddenly raised his tone and shouted at Zifeng, "you echo carefully. Even the blind can recognize you in yesterday's scene. If that person really belongs to Xin'er, unless there is something difficult to say, do you think she will not recognize you!"

Shaking his head, Zifeng leaned back and wanted to escape.

But the next moment was held by Tang Yun, "Zifeng, wake up. If you go on like this, even if you can see Xin'er this time, it will be abandoned by you!" This is from women's intuition!

And it's still seven! Including Koran, they all have the same expression

Such a gentle and pleasant voice has already attracted people's eyes. In fact, from the day when Dabi began, the positions of several women have attracted the attention of almost half of the people.

Seven girls, when they sat in a row, they looked back and forth thousands of times over and over again, but it was still difficult to understand the taste. Elegance, tranquility, youth, gentleness, charm, coldness and brilliance. When these seven words are mixed together, there is really nothing more charming than this.

At the moment, the seven women surrounded a young man. Their eyes seemed to drop water when they looked at the young man in the center, really! The hatred in my heart has long been strong and out of shape.

"Damn it, is that wuzifeng a Fuzong disciple! I can do it! " A middle-aged man in a long black shirt shouted in the crowd.

"Yes! What's good about the wuzifeng of Fuzong! Don't you have fucking white hair? If those girls were willing to follow me, even if they dyed my eyebrows white, I would be happy. "Bang" made a crisp sound. When a middle-aged man in green robes with flying eyebrows and saliva splashed, I don't know who slapped him in the face.

"Who, who dares to fan me!" Qingpao immediately turned around, but the people in the back row looked at the game without expression. Even if they looked at qingpao, there was still no fluctuation.

He bit his teeth and turned around with hatred. Then he suddenly looked back and found that the people were still standing there quietly“ Hey, where did I say just now? I remember, even if I dyed my eyebrows white, I would like to, Jie Jie, that's "

Another bang! This time, the straight fan's eyes sparked with Venus, and his footsteps shook.

"Fucking death!" The yuan force in the body surged out in an instant. Several people behind them immediately took two steps back in fear and looked at the angry green robed man innocently.

He stepped forward and grabbed the Xiang Xin in front of him, "who hit me? Tell me! Or I'll kill you to worship heaven! "

"Da Da, please let me go. I have an 80 year old mother and three sons. You can't kill me." he cried to Xin as if death was hanging over his head.

"It's him, it's him, it's him!" Qin Dou pointed to the middle-aged man in a black gown who had a good conversation with the green robe just now!

The black middle-aged man was obviously stunned. Before he knew what had happened, he was directly knocked down by green robe with a fist!

"Hit, hit him, yes, hit him hard!"

The uproar in the crowd didn't wake Zifeng up.

He looks gloomy and has not accepted the reality until now

Xiaoguang shook his head. In fact, from the moment he saw Xin'er yesterday, he clearly saw that there was a virtual door over the calm sea! The golden light seeps around the gate. If Xiaoguang doesn't feel wrong, that door is the door of fear!

Once the door can be opened, Zifeng's spiritual power will enter the room entry period!

Before that, what Zifeng wanted to break through was his own heart knot, and Xin'er, who had been entrenched in his heart for two years, was the heart knot. Unless Zifeng can face Xin'er directly, the guilt precipitated in his heart for two years has turned into a terrible disaster and will not be opened!

Now, the referee shouted, "Xuanqing palace, Wu Xin'er, Yanmen Zong cenyu, the fifth competition platform is in place!"

"Boom" felt as if something in Zifeng's body had exploded, his hands and feet trembled, his face was pale, and the sweat on his forehead rolled down

The frightened dongfangqing people were in a panic, "Zifeng, Zifeng, what's the matter with you? Say a word quickly!"

The sea was in chaos, and the purple Xuan force in the Dantian also got out of control and ran rampant in the body. Seeing the situation getting worse and worse, Xiaoguang soared into the air and turned his hands up and down. The next moment, Zifeng's feeling was shielded by Xiaoguang

Without feeling, there would be no thinking. Zifeng was like a fish thrown ashore. He stared at the light figure in the field, opened his mouth, but forgot his name, as if he had forgotten himself!

No more words.