Chapter 425: Story

In the current situation, Feng Xiaoxiao has medicine to make "Xiao Feng Frost". Under the constant and high-frequency attack of Jingfeng, the gap in the moment without internal force is very likely to be fatal.

If someone comes up to attack, Feng Xiaoxiao can fly away with one sword, but the sword net of the "Three Talents Sword" can block any attack from the front. In the face of such attack, there is no such thing as hiding, and it can only be chosen to flash people. In the current situation, you can only flash yourself.

Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't come up with his ideas, and the incomplete person of the "Three Talents Sword" had not appeared yet. After a few more slashes, Jingfeng's eyes began to leaps. He suddenly shouted, "I'm asking, why haven't you come here yet!" As he spoke, he didn't relax at all. His words undoubtedly confirmed Feng Xiaoxiao's conjecture.

But the subordinates there were busy work, and good news for Feng Xiaoxiao came: "I don't know, I didn't reply."

Jingfeng's face was unstable, and the offensive in his hands became even tighter. It seemed that he wanted to rely on himself to beside Feng Xiaoxiao and the others. But Feng Xiaoxiao was calm at this time. The "Three Talent Sword" could not have an accident for no reason. He must have encountered some arrangements, such as some prior arrangements in Feilong Villa. When he thought about this, he immediately calmed down and focused on avoiding delaying time.

However, Jingfeng's flying knife was not big at this time, and he also understood that if Feng Xiaoxiao accidentally avoided Liu Ruoxu and could not let Liu Ruoxu die, or he was more sinister and pretended not to let Liu Ruoxu die, then he would have the ability to escape alone. This would go against Jingfeng's original intention, and his ultimate goal was actually Feng Xiaoxiao.

Of course, Feng Xiaoxiao was so happy. So the two of them were tacit, one threw it hard and the other repeatedly hid.

At this time, a man couldn't hold back and sneaked around Feng Xiaoxiao's back and tried to approach them. Jingfeng thought to himself and thought to himself, he might as well give it a try. So he also tried to attract Feng Xiaoxiao not to turn his attention behind him.

But at this moment, they all forgot that Feng Xiaoxiao and the others were two people, and the observation angle of the two could reach 360 degrees. The first person found out that this person was Liu Ruoxu, who first kept silent. When this person was happy to think that he was about to succeed, he suddenly opened his hand and saw 14 "peacock feathers".

Even others noticed it earlier than him, and the sound of "Oh" was shouting from all directions, and everyone sighed for him. At least 10 "peacock feathers" in this person died unwillingly.

Seeing that this plan was not done, Jingfeng was even more anxious and shouted again: "Is there no news about Alang? Is Zhuge Nu coming?"

My subordinates knew that Jingfeng always asked because he didn't have time to send messages, so of course he didn't have time to read them. So he could only communicate with his voice: "Not yet, Zhuge Bird is back, it takes time..." Indeed, all players below level 30, and such a long way is enough for them to go.

Jingfeng stared at Feng Xiaoxiao, and when he heard these two conversations, Feng Xiaoxiao's expression became even more relaxed. At this moment, Jingfeng smelled the smell of conspiracy from Feng Xiaoxiao.

Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted excitedly: "Here's here!"

The commotion spread rapidly, and Jingfeng and Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but take the time to take a look in the direction pointed by the crowd.

Sure enough, a figure was coming down from the hillside and approaching in this direction. However, his speed was not very fast.

Feng Xiaoxiao had some shadow in his heart. Among his friends, Liuyue, Yijian, Xiaoyao, Jian Wuhen, there was no such poor light skills. Could it be the boss? There is no reason. For no reason, no one will come!

However, the "Three Talent Sword" should not seem to be less than this light skills!

Sure enough, Jingfeng over there cursed: "It's no wonder that it took so long to come here, what the hell?"

At this time, except for Jingfeng and Feng Xiaoxiao, who were still communicating, everyone else was paying attention to the currently far away place.

The figures were getting closer and closer, and everyone was confused: "Why did this guy suddenly become so fat?"

When people got closer, they discovered that it was not because they became fat, but because this person was holding someone.

Before everyone could discuss what happened, the person who came was already clear. It was indeed the so-called "Sancai Sword", but he was the one who was being held. The person who was holding him was Jian Wuhen.

Jian Wuhen waved to everyone and said with a smile: "You seem to be waiting for him." As soon as he let go, he fell to the ground with a wolf. Jian Wuhen said: "Sorry, I bumped into him."

He immediately rebuked: "Nonsense, can you knock someone out?" So far, there is no martial arts move in the world that uses "collision" methods.

Jian Wuhen said with great contempt: "The meaning of hitting is to say that you can't even understand when you meet him or when you meet him?"

The fire of everyone suddenly ignited. Without anyone's instructions, everyone rushed up and rushed forward. Moreover, they all occupied the position, just like a surround. But among them, the other two people in the "Three Talent Sword" who fought with Jian Wuhen were very humble.

Everyone raised their weapons, used their moves, and worked together to chop Jian Wuhen into pieces.

Jian Wuhen's sword was only drawn out of the sheath at this time.

A "swish" sound was like a dragon's roar, and the hand was raised. The green light at the tip of the sword instantly turned into a green cloud and rotated around. The sword light faintly flashed in the green cloud and pointed directly from all directions. The sound of "tick-tick" came from my ears.

A short and rapid voice.

Jingfeng looked over there and had forgotten that he had to make a move. But he finally didn't forget to dodge. Feng Xiaoxiao took the opportunity to sneak attack and attack, but he still dodged.

At this time, the other side has already ended.

The tip of Jian Wuhen pointed at the sky in a very chic shape. The thin and thin "Snow Rain Sword" shines with dazzling light. At this moment, time seemed to pause.

The players around the circle remained in an unfinished position without exception. And because of the different speeds of each move, some people had already made more than half of the moves, while others had not even reached one-third. In short, it is certain that no one's moves were finished.

There are nine people in this circle, among which there are also good players like Lieyan.

But at this time everyone has one thing in common: everyone has wounds on their bodies and is bleeding out.

But everyone was thinking that although they were hit by the sword for some reason, the injury seemed not enough to be fatal. Next time, you must endure the pain. Even if you can only exert 10% of the power of the move, you have to work hard to complete it. One percent of a person, nine percent of it is 90%. In this way, you can finally seriously injure Jian Wuhen.

Just as he was about to make a "click", a man suddenly fell down, and in a blink of an eye, white light covered him and disappeared.

Jian Wuhen fell down the tip of his sword, pointed at the blank space where the person had just disappeared, and said coldly: "Who else wants to be like him?"

Everyone was a chill.

At this time, everyone was still thinking: It turned out that the other party showed mercy.

No one is willing to really kill his life, but he just completes the move that I don’t know if I can complete.

This is the person in the inner circle. Of course, there are people in the second and third circles outside. But no one has the intention to take action. In a silence, Jian Wuhen's sword stretched out again and pointed directly in front of him.

So, a road appeared directly in front of him. Everyone couldn't help but make way for them.

Jian Wuhen slowly walked out with the sword in his hand, walking slowly, which was in sharp contrast to the speed of the sword before.

One of the people on both sides of the corridor, and somehow something was wrong, suddenly jumped out and waved his sword to cut it down at Jian Wuhen.

The tip of the sword rose again, before the light became stronger. Perhaps it was because of concentration.

This time, the attacker did not stop on the spot, but flew backwards directly. He had countless injuries on his body, and the blood was scattered all the way. The whole thing became quieter.

Jian Wuhen continued to walk slowly, the steps were breathtaking, and Feng Xiaoxiao had the urge to vomit.

Jingfeng sighed, and could see disappointment from Feng Xiaoxiao on his face. But just when Feng Xiaoxiao thought he was going to say something, Jingfeng suddenly raised his hand.

The flying knife flew out and shot straight into the sword without trace.

Jian Wuhen dodged and avoided. In order to avoid this knife, everyone around him scattered. Jian Wuhen accelerated and rushed towards the storm.

The flying knife in Jingfeng's hand still did not stop. However, no one responded to the boss's attack to help, but left in scattered and ran faster than rabbits.

Feng Xiaoxiao wanted to catch up with him and kill him, but if he left, Liu Ruoxu would definitely not be able to flash Jingfeng's flying knife. Although Jingfeng was fighting with Jian Wuhen at this time, no one stipulated that his flying knife must be shot at Jian Wuhen.

At this time, Jian Wuhen finally said something that suits his usual words: "Damn, just watch the fun! Come and help!"

Jian Wuhen flashed several swords and had already rushed to Jingfeng's side. He raised his hand and a dazzling sword light, but it was flashed by Jingfeng.

Feng Xiaoxiao came to his senses, yes! What's the point of chasing those minions? He shouted, "Persis a little longer." He took two pills in one go, waiting for the internal strength to reply.

The medicinal effect is naturally much stronger than the recovery of internal strength. In a short while, Feng Xiaoxiao's internal strength has returned to full strength. During this period, Jian Wuhen has tried all his strength and finally cannot stab Jingfeng in the slightest. He is so angry that he calls a pervert. Although Jingfeng has already wanted to retreat, he has not left a few meters for a while.

Feng Xiaoxiao screamed and rushed out a few steps, while Liu Ruoxu actually followed closely behind. Feng Xiaoxiao turned around strangely and said, "Have your feet been well?"

Liu Ruoxu nodded and said, "Well, it's almost done, I've been given medicine!"

Jian Wuhen shouted: "Damn, you two, when is it still..." He didn't dare to finish speaking. He was afraid that Feng Xiaoxiao would join forces with Jingfeng.

Feng Xiaoxiao waved his right hand, which was a knife that flew out with all his strength. The knife was thin and transparent, not a "storm", but a flying knife that truly belonged to him - "Stormless Wind".

Liu Ruoxu was not willing to fall behind. With a wave of his hands, fourteen "peacock feathers" shot out, and Jingfeng's body was covered by a range of two meters.

Jian Wuhen's sword light was once again brilliant, the sword light shining, and its energy was scattered, pointing straight to Jingfeng's body, a total of thirteen places.
Chapter completed!