World of Cultivation

: The hundred and eighty-fourth

The hundred and eighty-fourth

Do not say anything to the left, raise the hand to play a no-flag.

The black iron flagpole, with a black flag like a black ink, "no space" two red strokes like a sword, a few want to fly out from the flag body!

When there is no empty flag, the sword is surging, so it is like an invisible big hand, stirring a pool of calm spring water. The surrounding air is chilly and the undercurrent is surging.

Zuo Mo looked at the repairer who was getting closer and closer to the sky, and he quickly shot all kinds of laws with his hands.

There is no empty flag on the top of the head, and the dazzling light is shining. Countless swordsmanships of different colors fly out of the flag. There are countless fish of different colors and colors, which flow around the left.

In the protection of the swordsman, the left can't help but be bold.

The no-empty flag is the token of this door. It is made up of several golden elders of the Jindan period. It contains various swordsmen of Jindan masters. Limited to repair, he can not play the greatest power of the empty flag, but the swordsman of Jin Dan master, for the meditation period, is still extremely dangerous and horrible.

Fortunately, there are no Jin Dan masters in this group!

Zuo Mo stared at the repairers who were flying closer and closer in the sky, and could not help but be nervous. For the first time, he faced so many repairers, and the other party was obviously not good at it.

However, although nervous, but in his heart, there is not much distracting thoughts, his mind is very empty, only when the other side slightly changed, he will not hesitate to launch a Thunder!

The repairers in the sky stopped and looked at each other.

Zhang Hao looked suspiciously at the black flag.

Zou Han’s face was twisted, and the invisible hatred of the bones was squeaky.

Wei Rong's little face was white, and the bamboo-like body shivered. Others saw the flag, just like seeing a ghost, the face was full of fear, and the body shape could not help but shrunk slightly.

For a time, more than 70 people in a row suddenly fell into a strange silence, and the birds were silent.

"Boss, younger brother with you for ten years, you know the temper. The younger brother does not want to drag on everyone, the younger brother's hatred, the younger brother has gone to the end, the boss has to stop!" Zou Han's voice seems to emerge from the depths of the nine, everyone listens The face is all changed, and the timid as the Wei Rong is even more unmanned.

Some time ago, the arrogant Wufeng thief just happened to encounter the empty sword gate, and the team led by Wei Sheng was suddenly beaten and hit hard. One of Zou Han’s eyes and one leg was injured by Wei Sheng.

Wei Sheng's empty sword is now small, the sword is invading, Zou Han tried all the spirits, can not be cured, the hatred of the empty sword is also deep into the bone marrow. He has always thought of the idea of ​​revenge, but the only thing that can be achieved is the encounter with the empty swordsman who is in the order, killing and defusing.

I did not expect to encounter a disciple with no empty swords.

Staring at the banner, Zhang Hao did not speak. The extraordinary flag of this banner, he can naturally see that this disciple is undoubtedly the core disciple of the empty sword gate. If you really kill this free-spirited disciple today, you will never be willing to give up.

Before I was almost killed by the empty sword gate, Zhang Hao’s heart will not be resentful? It’s just that he recognizes the situation and is the strength of the thief. He is looking for trouble with no empty doors. If you can bear this breath, nothing will happen. He is very clear. In the eyes of the empty swordsman, he did not take the hurricane thief seriously. As long as he did not provoke himself, the empty swords could not remember the number one.

But if you let Zou Han go to seek enemies alone, what do other brothers think? Zou Han is the veteran of the Wufeng thief. He has been with him for ten years and has made countless achievements. If you are so cool, other brothers will only be completely chilling.

The hearts of the people are scattered, and the thief of the wind is scattered.

Moreover, the secret...

The secret is like a heavy weight, and the balance in Zhang Hao’s heart is steep.

Here is the boundary river, killing this disciple, overlooking the hills, and the forces of the empty swordsmen are no bigger, and they can't help them. It’s just that these brothers are here, and wherever they go, they all have a way to live.

He never thought about it, he would not lose. All of them are so old and half-day, the other party will come out alone, or they will build a base period.

No empty flag is even more powerful. If such a large group of people can't get rid of a building repairer, go back and eat milk.

It’s a pity that this flag...

Knowing that there is no empty flag, but he does not dare to ask. Like this martial art magic weapon, it will definitely leave a unique mark on it. Holding it, it is equivalent to telling others where they are. The absence of an empty sword gate requires only one elder of Jin Dan to be dispatched, which is enough to kill all of them.

Zhang Hao took a deep breath and blinked in his eyes. He said: "This is a slang, let's go, the wind is coming in the rain, the **** is a family! The empty sword door is amazing. We can't do them! But you can't be fucking! The last time you were made so bad, if you want to even have a little doll, let's go around, who can't afford to throw this person?"

Zhang Hao looked around and many people showed shyness on his face. Yes, no air swords are so powerful. If they even meet a disciple of the other party, they will detour. It is too shameful to pass it out!

Zhang Hao's tone is a little slower: "Where is this? This is the boundary river! As long as the border river is over, it is the hill world! He has no air swordsmanship. Is it possible to go to the hills to go wild? Hey, let's this group of people, when Which cat can you go to, can they find us?"

Others nodded and heard nod.

Zhang Hao continues to add fuel to the fire, full of enthusiasm: "Mystery! Brothers! Just grab those three guys, we can get fat! With spar, where can't you go? Where are we? man!"

A few words of effort, a group of people was provoked by Zhang Hao when they were on the scene. Everyone saw fierce murder and murderous, and only wanted to razor the barren reef immediately!

Feeling the other side's murder is getting more and more intense, Zuo Mo knows that a big battle is inevitable, and there is no luck. He doesn't know who the other person is, but he is not afraid to see the empty flag. It is definitely not a normal repairer.

With a pair of seventy, he knows that the odds are extremely small.

But in the midst of the ocean, there is nowhere to escape. Moreover, the younger brothers he brought were all producing the repairers. If they abandoned them, they only had one end.

He broke all other thoughts and stared at the murderous repairer in the sky, and his heart suddenly rose into a hero.

Isn't it a war!

Brother collapsed your mouth full of broken teeth!

He only felt that his blood was boiling and his chest was in war.

He was preparing to launch the Tianhuan Moon, and he suddenly snorted, showing a few surprises.

Tianhuan Yueming...

The disciples who had no empty swordsmen gathered together, and everyone was unrecognizable. The only thing that was more calm and calm was the number of grandsons, and even the face was a little white.

"What is the way for this group of people? Dare to attack us without a sword! Are they not afraid of this door to hunt?" Yu Yucheng's voice is shaking.

The grandson smiled slyly: "This group of people must be hooligans, they don't know which one. How to hunt? How to hunt down? They ran to the hills, and the martial art couldn't do anything."

"How can this be good... How can this be good..."

The grandson of the grandson shrugged and spread the white palm: "Look at the left brother."

"There is only one person left brother..."

"No way, let's accept it."

About a dozen miles away from the Araki Reef, a group of white clouds, a group of people are also staring at the distant wood reef.

"Oh, this is a good time. Who do you think has a chance of winning?" The yellow-faced man smiled.

Beside him, stood a black dress repairer, his body was skinny and his eyes were cloudy, and he was a ghostly wind that appeared on the sword meeting. On the other side, it is indifferent, the hair is upright like a wire, and the clavicle is ring-like.

The other repairers looked at the three in awe, subconsciously keeping a distance from the three.

Ghostly eyes are green and green, and the cultivation is obviously much deeper than before. His voice is hoarse: "He doesn't have a vein." The meaning of the words is self-evident. The face of the yellow-faced man, he still has no clues and mysterious abnormalities. He only knows that Huang Hanzi calls himself Fu Feng.

He repaired the "Little Ghost Sword", which is the sword of the door that is extremely partial. Although he is a good talent, the "Little Ghost Sword" is incomplete and he wants to make it even harder. Just at this time, Fu Feng took out a heart to solicit him. "Nine Ghosts", this man has never heard of the name of the heart, so that he did not hesitate to choose to join.

But when he saw the constant, he couldn’t help but be shocked. He estimated that Chang Heng should be similar to his own situation, but he did not know what Fu Feng gave to Chang Heng.

As for the other builders, he did not look at it. In fact, he actually felt that it was quite unnecessary. There were two people, he and Chang Heng. These 36 foundation builders did not play any role at all. The problems that the three of them can't solve, plus the 36 masters who built the foundation, can't solve it, but they will drag down their speed.

But these thirty-six foundation builders are all recruited by Fu Feng, and the ghost winds will not be uninteresting to touch the mold.

"What do you think?" Fu Feng turned his face and asked Chang Heng.

Chang Heng faintly said: "Left Mo Sheng."

"Hey, you are full of confidence in him." Fu Feng smiled unexpectedly. Fu Feng's appearance is not good, ordinary can not be ordinary, but demeanor, but there is a shocking power.

The ghosts heard the words, and I didn’t quite agree with them. This is not a test of the sword, Zhang Hao this group of black thieves are all evil and evil, this is a deadly battle. A foundation builder, not to say that he wins, can resist a few hours, is enough to be proud.

But he didn't say anything, and he was still quite jealous. He didn't have to worry about this irrelevant problem. During this period of time, his strength has risen sharply, and he is afraid that he will never be able to increase himself.

Fu Feng did not entangle this problem. He looked at the two sides facing each other with a quiet tone: "No matter how they win or lose, we must get the exact news of the secrets from Zhang Hao."

The stock in the words is unquestionable, and everyone is in the same mood.

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