Five two four

Wow! The audience was noisy again. Yeah, this Li Heizi hasn't attacked yet! He has never shot, he has been defending, and even the opponent has used the big move of the bottom of the box, he has not shot.

God! How strong is he! Is he really building three bases? His last killing trick, who can see?

Ye Kong moved after speaking, his figure floated to Fang Xiafei, white as snow, spotless, even the offensive side, Fang Xiafei's long shirt was burned by his own fire dragon, and Li Heizi as a defender was clean As if there was no battle.

Ye Kong once again held a masterpiece of Chinese goods. This time no one would despise him anymore. Even if he grabbed a rice bowl, no one would dare to throw him a penny.

Watching Ye Kong fly over, Fang Xiafei didn't move. Just now he attacked, Ye Kong couldn't move, so Fang Xiafei couldn't escape. He took out a middle-class spirit stone and waited while replenishing his spiritual power.

bring it on! I'll see how you attack! You defended my attack, but you did not defeat me. As long as I can defend your attack, we will be a tie!

Unconsciously, Fang Xiafei's mentality has changed. From killing each other to just tying a draw ... But, if Ye's attack, can he prevent it?

In the blink of an eye, Ye Kong stood in front of Fang Xiafei, and with a smile, the depth of the smile was contempt. Just you, want to bully men and women, and mess with me?

Sword!

Ye Kong stretched out his hand, with a sword in his hand! There is no powerful field, not as grand as Fang Xiafei, and even the spiritual fluctuations of the week are not.

Not all moves have such magnificent scenes, some attack, silent, but fierce!

Just as the disciple of Yuanyuanzong wanted to laugh at this soft sword, something strange happened.

I saw that the tip of the broken little sword had grass-like germination. Subsequently, three bright filaments grew like optical fibers, and the three bright white filaments grew very fast, so fast that it was unpreparable. The two on both sides were like orchid leaves, drawing a beautiful arc, from the sides of Fang Xiafei's neck Go through it and then knot quickly.

The middle one pierced Fang Xiafei's throat straight, slowly, getting closer!

It was so strange that Fang Xiafei hadn't figured out how to defend. Too fast, Fang Xiafei was too late to defend.

Everyone around was also stunned, what was growing on this sword tip? That Fang Xia Fei had no time to hide. What evil trick is this?

"Is it a plant?" A disciple guessed.

"It's impossible, there is no such plant." Disciple Qingminggu immediately denied.

"So what kind of treasure is this?" Someone speculated.

Immediately the Refiner Zong shook his head, "I haven't heard of such a treasure."

Looking at the filament slowly approaching his throat, Fang Xiafei clenched his fist nervously, and watched it getting closer. He knew that life was coming to an end, and now he didn't want to defend, he wanted to live!

He didn't dare to move or run because there was a silk thread on each side of his neck. He didn't know what it was, but he knew the sharp power on that silk thread.

As soon as he moved, his head fell off! He didn't move, and his throat pierced!

He didn't know how to choose, all choices were dead.

He regretted it, he didn't want to be famous, he wanted nothing.

"Master, save me!" Fang Xiafei shouted.

Finally an old voice sighed, "Alas, useless things."

Light and shadow flashed, and an old man in a black vest appeared. It is a teleport, a teleport peculiar to the ancestor of the old infant.

The visitor is the ancestor of the Yuanyuan Lei Miao who was the head of the mixed Yuanzong. Yuanyuan was really powerful. He rubbed his hands, and a small electric current was generated in the palm.

Then, he stretched out his hand and blocked Fang Xiafei's neck. The three white lights were immediately blocked. The three white lights violently collided with the thunder and lightning in the hand of Lei Miao's ancestor, sending out a crisp crackling arc. sound.

The rescued Fang Xiafei had a soft leg and was sitting on the ground in fright with dementia.

"Do you still want to play against the old husband?" Lei Miao snorted.

Yuan Ying's ancestors came out, Ye Kong was not good enough to start again, put away the sword silk, put down the small sword, respectfully said, "I have seen the mixed ancestor of the ancestor, and the younger Yun Fuzong later entered Li Hezi."

Respectfully, Lei Miao said with a smile, "You are really not easy, Cao Guang teaches well, but I don't know if the sword is silky, will he be old?"

The ancestors of Yuanying really felt bad, and when they came up, they provoked our teacher-apprentice relationship.

Ye Kong smiled faintly. "This is fumbled. Master respects his god, how can he be regarded as such a little trick."

Listening to their conversations, although the disciples of various factions did not dare to speak out, the shock in their hearts was manifested in their eyes.

God, that turned out to be the silk of the sword! A sword gas condenses into a filament, how powerful this filament should be ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ how sharp!

There are a lot of sword qi that can be issued by the instrument, but the sword qi can be condensed into silk.

The most amazing thing is that the silk of the sword is so flexible, it can draw arcs! Can still knot!

It's amazing! I have never heard of Jian Qi turning, and Jian Qi knotted, I never thought about it!

This Li Heizi is not an ordinary person!

Everyone thought that this fight was over now. Unexpectedly, a blackbird said again, "Lei Miao, let's go back and talk about it later, when the juniors solve this jerk, and then we will have a good time."

Lei Miao's ancestors are going to pass out, don't you know that I am his master? Still wondering why I appeared? Is your mother's dare to entertain an old baby ancestor and be impatient alive?

The ancestor of Lei Miao smiled angrily, "Li Heizi, do you think that the ancestor came out and talked with you often? This ancestor came to bring Fang Xiafei back!"

"But we are fighting privately ..."

"Private fighting was originally not allowed by the mixed Yuanzong. Here, private fighting would have violated the rules, so let's not count!" Lei Miao waved his hand!

Your ancestor, why did n’t you come out to say this when I was in a loss?

Ye Kong had only been wronged at the moment. "But Fang Xia Fei said nothing, and bullied others. Our seventeen sects came to fight the dead yin sect, not to receive this hybrid birdishness!"

Others scold their lovers in front of themselves. Lei Miao was full of displeasure, but could not attack.

"Then I apologize to the denominations for him!"

Lei Miaoyi said that the audience around him admired a black man, which was too good, forcing Yuan Yuan's ancestors to apologize. Niuren, if we saw Yuan Ying's ancestors, they would not stand still.

However, some cattle did not stop talking.

"Then I played against him just now and lost nine Zhongpin Feijian ..."