Chapter 3334 Yin Yang Sword
Nan Ming chased him while shouting angrily.
Two long swords suddenly appeared beside him, one white and one black.
"Yin Yang Sword Dao!"
With a wave of his hand, the long sword flew away.
Two sword rainbows were behind Feng Xuzi in the blink of an eye.
"Heh, do you think I'm afraid of you?!" Feng Xuzi paused, disdain appeared in his eyes, and turned back to punch.
A palm print was formed in the air in an instant, and it hit the sword rainbow fiercely.
Boom! WeNXuEmi.Cc
The earth hummed, and the shock wave of the explosion flattened the surrounding woods.
"Looking for death." Nan Ming snorted coldly, his expression was slightly serious, and he drew out the golden long sword he carried with him.
Buzz!
The long sword was unsheathed, with the sound of dragon roar.
Nan Ming slashed through the air.
A golden sword light was formed in an instant, carrying a terrifying momentum, and hit Feng Xuzi again.
Unexpectedly, Feng Xuzi's figure was like a ghost and disappeared quickly.
"Where did he go?"
Nan Ming frowned, and when he was wondering, there was a noise behind him.
When he turned around, he was hit by a punch.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly and took precautions in time, otherwise he might have died.
"Stop it!"
Nan Ming didn't want to fight anymore, and shouted: "Daoyou, we are all family members, why do we have to fight to the death?"
"Hmph," Feng Xuzi said with disdain, "Who says you are family members? Don't try to get close to me. If my magic weapon hadn't been robbed by a cunning guy, you would have died long ago!"
Feng Xuzi was right.
If his things hadn't been robbed by Ye Wudao, with the help of his magic weapon and other things, Nan Ming could have been killed here.
He can be so strong without any magic weapon, let alone having one.
Nan Ming was slightly shocked. The one who could rob the person in front of him must be as powerful as Nan Ji.
Thinking like this, it's really scary.
Now there are crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the Kunlun secret realm.
"Daoyou, is the compass with you now? What did you do to Ye Wudao?" Nanming suppressed his doubts and asked politely.
"Ye Wudao?" Fengxuzi frowned, "I don't know him."
"Daoyou, don't pretend. You must have robbed Ye Wudao's things, but I am not here to seek revenge. You can rest assured. Just return the compass to me and everything will be fine."
"You mean, I robbed the compass?" Fengxu's eyes turned cold and he was very annoyed.
Since he entered the secret realm, he has robbed one person and was robbed back.
Now he has nothing on him, only a pair of shorts.
Hearing the word rob, he couldn't help but think back to the time when he was robbed, and the carefully prepared elixirs and magic weapons.
"I didn't rob anything, get out!" Fengxuzi became more and more angry, and finally roared directly, with veins on his forehead throbbing.
Nanming didn't expect the other party to react so strongly, and he couldn't help but shrink back in fear.
"Daoyou, since you didn't rob, why do you have to run?"
Nanming was also a little angry.
He felt that Fengxuzi was just trying to shirk his debt. He had said that he didn't come here for revenge.
Fengxuzi snorted coldly: "The compass is just there. Since it is ownerless, it belongs to me if I pick it up."
"What a shameless and cunning guy. Do you think you can leave safely after getting the compass?"
Nanming said coldly.
"Do you want to fight again?" Fengxuzi was not afraid at all. His aura burst out again while he was talking.
The two seemed to be on the verge of a fight.
Nanming took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and took out the jade token that Nanji gave him.
"Do you recognize this thing?" he asked.
Fengxuzi looked at it carefully and his eyelids twitched.
Wow, it turned out to be a token sent by Nanji Xianweng, and it was also an inner disciple token.
Others may not recognize you, but as a disciple of an ancient martial arts sect, he is well-informed and can recognize you at a glance.
"So it's you, I know who you are." Feng Xuzi did not pretend not to know you and admitted it openly.
