Between the mountains and forests, the autumn wind chills.

It is no wonder that Cui Dongshan said that the murder is more than a gold belt.

Chen Pingan was in a heavy mood. This time he was chased and blocked. He couldn’t help but think of the ambush of the Shushui Country Forest. He bought the towering assassin and the color coater Gu Gushan’s team. It was extremely insidious. If it wasn’t for the Qingzhu Swordsman Susie It’s really hard to say who is born and who is dead.

This trip to the north, Chen Pingan has been cautious enough, often ascends to the distance, even if he follows the land in the market, and always pays attention to whether there is a stalk, so this person has not revealed a little bit, it is very telling the problem. The other party is unintentional, and if it is not sure, it will not reveal the trace.

The war is imminent, and Lutai has some guilty conscience. "Chen Ping, you shouldn’t really only have four Wufus?"

Chen Pingan suddenly, I do not know why there is such a question, nodded: "Of course it is true."

Lutai is stunned and honestly said: "I thought you were the fifth place. I have always deliberately hidden strength in front of me. This is normal. Walking on the rivers and lakes, who has not got a blind eye, so I will raise my realm a little bit. In fact, I am not the dragon gate, but the horizon of the sixth world."

Chen Ping gave him a look. "It’s all this time, still playing with your eyes?! Are you looking for death?"

Lu Tai was in a loss, did not return his mouth, but only groaned in his stomach.

The tip of the platform is a little bit high, and the high branches are swaying. The whole person goes to the top of the tree. The look looks relaxed, but it is not. The bamboo fan has been closed and the palm is gently tapped.

After all, Lutai is a practicing sea martial artist, and his family has a deep history. He also likes to learn something from the East One Shantou West, so he has a complicated technique, but he is not proficient, but this kind of " Miscellaneous but not refined, it is only a relative to the land of a family-qualified monastic genius, compared to those who rely on the scales and half-claws of the secrets of the law, the lucky ones in the five realms of the Yamazawa wild repair, Lutai whether it is eyesight or means It must be a lot higher than the monks in the same territory, but it is hard to say whether these advantages can be turned into the absolute odds of fighting.

Those who have the brains on the belts of their heads, even if they are not desperate, can be trapped in the Jedi, or the interests are attractive enough, choose to spare no effort, and the ancestral gates that are in orderly and pampered. The younger brother will be completely different, fierce, embarrassed, willing to change to death.

Chen Pingan whispered softly: "I don't need me to help you delay the time. You should first look at the details of their respective roots. You can't do it with the temper, and we are not familiar with each other. It's easy. Drag your legs."

Lutai replied with a heartfelt voice: "Good."

It’s crisp and neat.

Lu Tai is probably afraid that Chen Ping will misunderstand and stand by and add: "As soon as I discover it, I will immediately inform you of the origin of the technique, how to defend and crack it."

Chen Ping nodded and pulled out a square inch from the sleeve to prevent accidents.

Chen Pingdao said: "The battle of life and death, can not be sloppy."

Lu Tai smiled and said, "Know it."

Chen Pingan took a deep breath.

I did not practice boxing in the same year, but relying on the rules and geography of Zhuozhudong, I was able to kill Cai Jinjian and Yan Nanhua in the alleys.

Why can someone kill Chen Ping and Lu Tai?

Chen Pingan still stands on the branch, although it is easy to become a target of the arrow, but the vision is broad, the two armies are against each other, try to know ourselves and take risks, and look at the overall situation, it is better than flies.

This dialing from the Fusong Zong called Tianjie began to conspire to cut the path of the monks, did not get together, three or three, only the number of people on the bright side, as many as ten people.

The wolf is waiting.

Chen Pingan asked in a deep voice: "Who is here?"

No one answered.

The gods on the hills are seeking for money, fighting homes, not the green skin rogues in the streets and lanes, quarreling for a long time just to fight without bleeding.

Often a seemingly heroic self-registration number is easy to reveal the killer of the housekeeping and martial art.

Especially those who like to scream out the name of the move before they like to shoot, this is not asking for trouble?

If you are not lucky, it is possible to find death.

For example, the flying sword "Yu Yin" of the old Jindanjian repaired by Guihua Island, knows that it is a sinister, near-water life-sword.

Therefore, the tactics and magic weapons that make up the yang are often able to exert a more significant power.

Imagine that the old Jindan of Guihua Island meets with the people, and suddenly becomes an enemy. Can you take the initiative to report the name of Feijian Yuyin with the enemy?

Even if Chen Ping did not know the two flying swords of Lutai, I can hear that after the needle tip and the Maimang, it is possible to speculate on a result. It is the kind of flying sword that kills power at the point.

Lu Tai silently told Chen Ping’s current situation.

In the enemy camp, in front of Chen Ping’an, in addition to the brave man holding the iron whip, the people standing next to him must be more careful.

This person is obviously a swordsman who is a sword and a slanter. He is not a practicing sergeant, but it is not the same as a pure martial arts. Although they do not have a flying sword, they are just swordsmen and rivers, and they specialize in martial arts. Can not be called the sword of the sword repair, but the swordsman shot, will let others squat like a flying sword.

As for the burly iron whip of the sturdy body, it is a martial artist who follows the door of the martial arts, the number of martial arts, or the pure martial arts. It is not sure, but the latter is more likely.

The strong man has a muscular knot, and his height is nearly nine feet. He is imposing, holding a double whip, looking through the sparse woods, looking up at Chen Pingan, sneer: "Good boy, really oily, in Fusong Zong The steps to go to the pavilion are deliberately different, and I am almost obsessed with it. I only think of you as a three-way Wufu. After leaving the Hanging Mountain, I have found a few hundred miles to discover the footprints of your kid, so light and even. Do not talk about cultivation, just say that this is smart and cautious..."

The strong man raised his left hand iron whip and smiled and said: "When you can get a whip, your head will be blown!"

It is said that Tongyezhou Yayan.

Lutai is no longer the sissy who likes rouge gouache, nor is it the family that is full of enthusiasm. He gives Chen Ping an indication of the origins of those enemies, and the speed is very fast and concise.

In the southeast direction, it is a Taoist priest. Most of them are because they have not recruited a real military monk. They want to take the second place. If they add one or two inks, we will The power of the two flying swords to kill the enemy will be greatly reduced. After all, these two kinds of dead objects, one is hard to break, and one core is hard to find.

I just don't know the Taoist. There is no possibility of a special sword repair and a flying sword. It is unlikely. It is only the Jindan and Yuanying monks who can afford the precious symbols for sword repair. But if the luck is too bad, it is hard to say. For example, there are two kinds of top grades called "Sword Sheath" and "Fangshan", which are specially designed to deal with the sacred flying swords that have been smashed by ghosts.

If Jian Xiu does not have a flying sword, even if it is only a moment, the combat power will fall to the bottom.

Therefore, you and I are the most cuddling, the four flying swords that are added together, the most need to beware of this, even if you have to smash the enemy, you should always pay attention to the subtle movements of the two sleeves.

In the southwest direction, he is a practicing martial artist who studies wood. It should be that he has covered all the traces. Most of them are bred with the enchanting wood charm. When you remember, you should be careful about the grass and trees, because it is inconspicuous, but it is better than the swordsman. Flying swords are also insidious.

Chen Pingan silently remembered in his heart, staring at the strong man and the swordsman, and the corner of his eye was staring at the Fushun Taoist, sneer: "Since I and my friends dare to call the Tianjie Street, in front of everyone. With so much money, I don’t worry about people who are jealous."

The strong man can't support it. "Small scorpion, don't want to take it for me. Two foreigners who even said that Tong Yezhou's elegant words are not smooth, even if you are a ancestral origin, how can you have a master?" what?"

The swordsman next to the burly Dahan is a slender black robe man with pale face and a few hollow eyes. He looks a little gloomy and smiles: "Of course it is amazing, but the whip is beyond the reach."

The brawny laughed and the swordsman smiled.

The two people who are familiar with each other are looking to the higher level of Lutai. The middle-aged swordsman asked: "This road looks at you two Qingqing, me, I love you, I can see that I am sick, you have to be responsible. If you are interested, you may be able to keep a small life."

Lu Tai did not pay attention to this person's provocation, and looked calm and continued to explain the situation to Chen Ping.

Behind you and me, there is a yin and yang genre in the army, and there is a pair of young girls nearby. It should be the proud disciple of this person. In fact, this squad is the most troublesome.

Chen Pingan, I will kill this person whenever I have the opportunity.

The reason why they are not eager to do it now is to wait for the division to complete the move of the half-hanger. Rest assured, I will find the right time to shoot, and will never let the three men and women succeed. But before I can shoot, you must distract them, even if they just make them distracted.

Chen Pingan quietly nodded.

Lutai continued to break the sky.

In addition to the strategist and his two disciples, there is also a sinister monk. People are not ghosts and ghosts. They are extremely savage and sullen. These martial artists travel all the way between the mass graves and the tombs. You can detain the solitary ghosts in the spirits, recruit them for your own use, and cultivate the ghosts by the method of raising them.

There are two people on the left and right sides farther behind us. They are just used to suppress them. If you and I escape, they will intercept them.

Inferred from this, the main force of the enemy camp is in the south.

The middle-aged swordsman saw Lu Tai indifferent, and in addition to the evil fire in his heart, he had some irritability, and his face was smirked: "Have you both gotten started?"

Chen Pingan is completely incomprehensible, only when the swordsman is talking about the jargon of the mountains, or some strange words that needless to be ignored.

However, he perceives a rare anger between the Lutai moments.

So Lu Tai no longer used his heart and Chen Ping’s words, but he changed his mind and stared at the middle-aged swordsman. His face was dark and sullen: "Chen Ping, this disaster is what I got, you just go north. I will solve them myself."

Chen Pingan asked: "You alone, can kill them and then get out of it?"

Lutai does not speak.

Chen Pingan did not have a good air: "So I like to die without a place of burial, so that people can't find a grave?"

Lutai snorted a few times and smiled: "Don't curse me."

Chen Pingan stood in the same place, and did not move. After a while, he finally returned to Lutai. "That is less nonsense and more killing."

Lutai suddenly passed a message to Chen Pingan, "Hands!"

Chen Pingan has almost no hesitation.

Instigating the square inch of the original book from the book.

It flashed away.

The middle-aged swordsman in a black robe with big sleeves is tight and the big things are not good.

Fortunately, the burly and brave man has stepped out in one step, not talking in front of the swordsman, but also swiftly whip in front of the air, "a little meaning!"

Chen Ping, who appeared in front of the two men out of thin air, not only did not avoid his edge, deliberately avoided the impetuous iron whip, but decided to be more determined to fight in a close-knit, but also made a slightly tilted head, and The action of the cat's waist, with the long sword "long gas" hard against the iron whip, a punch of the gods and drums as the brawny in the chest.

When you punch a fist, you will get ten punches and hundreds of punches.

If the temperament is enough, I will add up to you, let you be the legendary Da Luo Jinxian, and the undefeated golden body will also destroy you!

The middle-aged swordsman only showed a moment of disappointment, and soon swept a large glimpse from the big sleeves.

The blood of a strong man was sprayed out, and he stepped back five or six steps. The iron whip waved in front of him and did not enter the water. At the same time, he tried to swear: "Guard the array!"

Almost at the same time, Chen Ping’s mind moved and meditation: "15."

Inside the waist, the sword is smashed, and a sleek, delicate sword and rainbow is swept out.

The Fushun sent a cold smile, "It turned out to be a sword repair."

The burly man only felt a tearing pain in his left shoulder, and his heart was shocked. How could it be so fast? !

In a fist, I was able to pull out the third boxing of the gods and drums.

It didn't take long for the fifteenth to leave the sword. It was just a slamming sound. Just cut off the middle-aged swordsman's sleeves and swordsmanship, and it was shrouded in a red light, and it was smashed around and hit the wall.

The swordsman looked so hot, with a big sleeve and a "flying sword" flew out of the sleeves.

Chen Pingan continued to ignore the swordsman's delicate sword. He almost came to the back of the man with a ghost, but only tied the third fist to the back vest of the strong man.

Just fiercely punched through the heart of this person.

The fourth punch was pressed and moved to the right, directly hitting the spine of the strong man.

The Taoist people also used the secret method of precious and unusual, and trapped the "first day" who once again cut off the swordsman.

The old face is iron blue, the eyelids are trembled, and the heartache is distressed. I only feel the blood in my heart. Does this little king gossip have two flying swords? !

The scarlet jug of the teenager's waist, isn't that the sword?

Thinking of this, the old eyes are hot, so good!

Don’t waste money, throwing out the treasures of the two pressure boxes at the bottom, as long as the matter is completed, it is still making a big profit!

The strong man has a thick body and a suffocating suffocation. After three punches, he has been beaten and dissipated. Therefore, Chen Ping’s fourth punch is really on the spine.

There was a series of slight humming sounds, others could not go to the heart, but the burly man was already scared.

If you have another punch, you have to be interrupted!

The man didn't dare to hide it again. He had a heavy foot. He held his right wrist in his left hand and his fingers were close together. Then his body was in a posture like a lion and a tiger. His eyes were white and white, and his blood and muscles suddenly became magnificent. ......

As a **** man came to the world.

Then he was beaten by Chen Ping’s fifth punch like a broken kite. He flew straight forward and fell heavily on the ground.

It’s just that Chen Ping’an is also uncomfortable. He resisted the strong man’s iron whip in the back. Although he was on the “long gas”, he still had four or five points to sneak into the body.

After the first fifteenth, the Fushun Taoist was detained by the secret law. For the time being, he was unable to get out of trouble. In order to successfully hand out the fifth boxing of the gods and drums, he also smashed a sword mang of the middle-aged swordsman, passing through the shoulders and blood. .

However, the spirit of Chen Pingan’s whole person does not fall and rises, the cohesion of the soul, the turbulence of the boxing, can almost be visible to the naked eye, and there is no stagnation of the weather, which is still rapidly rising.

It seems that the sunrise in the East China Sea, there is always a high hanging time.

He couldn't help but grin.

This is a minor injury, what is it.