Chapter 40: Killing the purple robes (below)

Flames knife!

It is not the ordinary Xuan Qigong method, but the Xuan Gong in the Yellow Stage. The knife **** is a very sharp knife. When the knife is out, it needs the cooperation of the Sun.

The spirit of the sun, the cultivation of the sun and the mysterious.

When Cheng Shaowen took the shot, it was the flames of the knife. It was to smother the little thief with a slap in the face.

The tiger's mouth grabs food and is considered a sin.

Killing the knife **** disciple is considered a second sin!

Add sin to sin, **** it! Damn it! !

To deal with a thief with six martial arts, Cheng Shaowen can kill the other side of Tsing Yi without using any powerful killings.

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"Good tyrants!"

Under the knife of the flames, like a fallen leaf, it was killed from 365 degrees, and all the retreats were completely sealed. It was also a condescending attack, and the power was improved a lot.

"Follow the wind!"

Lin Fei’s heart was shocked, and there was no change in his face. With the wind body method, the black knives slashed and smashed the spirit of one hundred and twenty. The whole body was like a whirlwind. Knife mans.

Hey! ! !

The knife and the knife slammed on the black knives, and suddenly a burning breath quickly spread to the body, and the meridians seemed to be burned at this moment.

"I really don't want to be a genius disciple of the knife god. I have a mysterious attack in the knife. This knife method is by no means an ordinary Xuan Gong. It should be a yellow step. I will lose my mind and practice the nine-turn heart. Otherwise, it’s not the opponent of this guy, it’s not a general difficulty!”

From the beginning to the present, a knife that is displayed is something that ordinary disciples cannot perform.

"Little thief, the taste of the flames is good!"

Seeing the black robe kid, his eyes are showing strange colors, and he immediately understands what is going on, and he laughs in his heart. "The flames are the knife, it is one of the sharpest swords, and it is the area." Can resist!"

"Small, want to kill Xiaoye, it’s a long way off!"

......

"Kid, you will know immediately, offend the son, what will happen!"

Cheng Shaowen’s face changed, and the little thief still dared to swear until now, and he angered unconsciously.

"The Big Chiba knife!"

The flames of the sword changed, and another knife method was used.

Hey! ! !

Cheng Shaowen smashed out three knives, as fast as the breeze, as fine as fallen leaves, separated from the track, and could not be traced, the angle was even more difficult.

Lin Fei did not dodge, and the chest was suddenly cut out of a hole. If it was not timely, the knife just had a life.

Although the master of the martial arts seven heavens is difficult, Lin Fei has been calculating for a long time. It is more difficult to imagine the battle. Especially when this guy shoots, it is the two yellow-knife.

If you change someone, you will be killed by the other party.

"The taste is good, this son will take all the meat out of your body to vent the fire of the heart!"

Cheng Shaowen shouted, his left arm erected into a knife, and once again pulled out ten knives, without exception, rushing to the important parts of Lin Fei, obviously to verify that.

....

Hey!

In the woods, the fighting range of the two people constantly moved.

From where the sun can refract, it always kills where the light is dim.

"Kid, tell this son, where is your partner?"

Cheng Shaowen's style is light and faint, and he always uses his knife to suppress the other side. His heart is gradually rising, and he is always unable to kill each other.

Especially the horrible body, Cheng Shaowen himself was shocked, can not think of what is the grade body, at least, he cultivated to the yellow step body, is definitely not the opponent of this body.

As a result, Cheng Shaowen’s heart is even more of a nameless fire.

A small thief can cultivate such a body of law, so the body of the law must be cultivated by his own genius, not a thief.

"Hey!"

The black knives crossed the knife and blocked the next attack. Lin Fei was forced to retreat three steps away before he stabilized and a darkness enveloped him.

"Do you really want to know?"

Lin Fei breathed in his chest.

Cheng Shaowen fell on the tree and stared at the kid. If it wasn't for the wounds left on the other side, I would be unbelievable. I have been attacking for so long, why can't I kill it.

"You tell this son to fall, you can leave you a whole body!"

Lin Fei’s mouth slanted slightly and seemed to hang a sneer. “Because Laozi is the one who grabs your things.”

Throwing a word, Lin Fei’s feet are a little bit, flying diagonally toward a big tree, seemingly to break into the darkness, because they unwittingly come to a dark place, cover the sky, the area, many Places, like half a night.

"Little chop, you dare to play this son!"

Cheng Shaowen was furious.

"The Big Chiba knife!"

Cheng Shaowen did not believe that this person would be the little thief, Zhao Wen's intermediate combat skills, what power, he is most clear, but a small thief can not recover so quickly.

With the knife under the wrath, the power is increased by a few.

The knives of fallen leaves are like flying butterflies. In the perfect art, it is a life that is hard to leave.

...

The back door is wide open, the knife is locked, and the knife is deadly.

The greatness of the yellow-knife method.

Seeing that Lin Fei is going to die here, Lin Fei, who is going to go, has a strangely traversing movement. Just like the breeze, there is no trace to find, no trace, no trace.

"Running knives, rushing!"

Lin Fei, who seemed to be escaping, turned and escaped all attacks, and the speed was infinitely close. It suddenly appeared on the left side of Cheng Shaowen, and the shot was five knives.

The sharp white, the white light in the night, whispering.

Cheng Shaowen did not think that this kid would be so bold and would launch an attack directly.

"Kid, you are looking for death!"

Cheng Shaowen arrogantly, in the face of these five attacks, still dare not underestimate, the body of the "deciduous body law!" unfolded, back to the back, the knife does not stop, also greeted up.

"嗖嗖嗖!!!"

With a soft voice, Cheng Shaowen had several cracks in his body, and **** blood flowed out of his body.

"Dog the son, taste good!"

Lin Fei changed another place, with a smile on his mouth.

It turned out that just now, Lin Fei’s Cheng Shaowen shot, once again applied his body and practiced the knife in different directions.

If the outsiders are surely unable to complete, Lin Fei's practice with the wind body method, people like the wind, come and go without a shadow, it is really good to show the knife to the extreme, may wish to move under the course of Cheng Shaowen immediately.

"Hell, this is not a rushing knife. Why is it that it will be white light when it is displayed? Who is this guy, why is there such a strange rushing knife?"

At this moment, Cheng Shaowen’s uneasy thoughts came up again.

Just a knife-knife knife, although it can be blocked, but the white light flashed, the impact is not as simple as that.

Cheng Shaowen is stupid, and understands why the black thief is constantly fleeing.

This is a fool of myself.

"You are not qualified to know, because you are going to **** soon."

Lin Fei moved again, it took so long, and finally he could kill the killer, no more killer, no time to clean up the other side, it is difficult to ensure that it will not be discovered.

"Running!"

"One cut and two broken!"

The white light came, and the trail came with a sharp and dangerous knife. The sharp breath had not yet been reached, and the air seemed to be killed by this knife.

Eighty-nine turns to mysterious, one cut and two broken!

Cheng Shaowen suddenly felt a fierce breath, and there was a danger of taking away himself in his breath. His eyes suddenly shocked and it was incredible.

"You...how can you fight?..."

In the face of this move, Cheng Shaowen was completely frightened. Fortunately, he was a genius disciple of the knife god. In the face of this warfare technique, his heart was full of doubts, and now he will block this move.

"Flame Knife!"

In the body of the scorching sun, the release of the red color on the left arm, it is the scorching sun, wrapped around the arm, is a very strong use of the method, trying to block this move.

"cut!"

Unfortunately, Cheng Shaowen did not know that the sword of Lin Fei’s hand was a black knives, a weapon of the gods, and it was motivated, and the power of the knife was greatly improved.

"Ah... my hand!"

The sharp knife mans, when squatting on the left arm, the scorching sun slammed and collapsed, the entire left arm was directly smashed, Cheng Shaowen made a miserable voice, lost his left arm to resist, how could it be an opponent of 80% sin Directly cut into two halves, blood fluttering.

"This... is your real strength, this son is so regretful... Why do you be fooled, come with you here.... with your way"

When the voice fell, Cheng Shaowen closed his eyes and did not dare to death.

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