The flames condensed by Zhao Feibai were knocked out with a knife. Xia Yuting instantly stretched out the needle sword and fought with Zhao Feibai. The flames made a black mark on the needle sword. Xia Yuting's needle sword was swept away, and his mind was shocked. The heat wave came over. Xia Yuting retreated quickly. Zhao Feibai took the initiative and was never forgiven. Jing Zhongyue used the random sword technique of walking around the north and the north, which was quite stunning to kill the master. It was all based on brute force. With the way Xia Yuting retreated, he lifted the sword force, rolled the sword light, and swung to everyone.

The sword light was everywhere, people were overturned, and everyone was frightened. No one dared to slash his sharpness for a while, and forced Zhao Feibai to break out a road. Zhao Fei had been in Ci'en Temple, with compassion and did not kill everyone in the mountains. They were all just for a few days. They were brothers. There was no need. Fu Qing shook his head slightly. Xiaobai was still too kind. If someone wanted me to die, he would die first. His eyes were cold, his sleeves were full of tight arrows, and his arms were swung, and he rattled, just like the slightest rush of later generations. Fu Qing was very good at head. Every crossbow arrow was aimed at the neck. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen lives appeared again. The god of death was still the god of death, and he did not have any sympathy when he harvested it.

"Sold the beads and leave your entire body." The Grand Master Luyang roared and rushed out of the darkness behind him. The Grand Master's hair stuck to his head, sweating profusely. I'm afraid he came all the way from the mountain village without stopping at all. Beads are so important?

I don’t know who the enemy was. When was the official bandit family? Just as Fu Qing had the idea of ​​Fu Qing, Li Bishan and Chu Qiuyun followed closely behind, but his move was aimed at the back of the Grand Master Luyang. Luyang didn’t care behind him, and the two of them worked together to fight out, kicked back with their feet, blocking the two people in the upper courtyard. Luyang rose up and chased, and a steel blade was thrown out from his sleeve, which was a shocking moment.

Zhao Feibai fell at the end, Xia Yuting's needle sword in his hand, and Ye Hongqiu's iron fan followed closely. Zhao Feibai laughed when he saw this, raised the moon in the well and slapped the fast steel blade. With the power of countershock, he instantly opened the distance. Xia Yuting and Ye Hongqiu both lost.

Someone rushed out and fought with the people in the upper court. The enemy was not a wave. Opportunity, the enemy was numerous and we were few, so we couldn't fight. Fu Qingyan said, "Let's retreat and go east."

Lu Yan Fu Qing rose up from the ground, and went east. He could run the road by the river. It was victory. Zhao Feibai received another steel blade behind him. Then the recoil force accelerated again, chasing Lu Yan to the air. The Grand Master Luyang was indeed a magical assist. While laughing, he heard the sound of crossbow arrows behind him, and he was powerless to borrow. He was very anxious. He could not turn around inertia, and could only hope that the enemy behind him would lose his correct head. After a moment of waiting, until Zhao Feibai landed for the first time, Zhao Feibai felt that the moment was as long as a while, and his heart was thrilled, and a layer of fine white hair sweat on his head

When he got up, no crossbow arrow shot over. Zhao Feibai was very surprised. When he looked back, he saw Li Muchen's handsome back. The swordsman flew over narrow sleeves, the sword was hanging over the river, the sword danced with a sword hanging upside down, the starry sky changed color, and he strolled slightly and easily, impacting the feather arrows shot from the sky. Li Muchen had only one person, but he was like a dense wind wall. After all, there was only one person who could block Luyang, who was also a master, and could not take care of everyone. Li Muchen let out a long roar and told Fu Qing to try his best to restrain him and let Fu Qing and others leave quickly.

The woods were dense and the snow was deep. Most of the torches that had caught up with were extinguished. When Fu Qing retreated, he was throwing snowballs in handfuls and accurately extinguishing the torches. Seeing that there were not many people catching up with him, Lu Yan was most of them good at it. He turned the Fangtian Paintings and brought out a strong wind. The snow on the trees was like a hurricane and storm. For a while, the sky was full of wind and snow, and the night was filled with night, and the figures of several people were already blurred.

The battle was formed in a group behind him. Guiyuan Sect hurriedly came from the mountain village. The mountain village was full of fire. He also knew whether Wang Ji Ge could live. Shangyuan, Tianchuang Mansion of Yan State, the north wind blows wildly, and heavy snow fills the mountain. Turning over the mountain, Lu Yan and Zhao Fei's white blood surging, his internal strength rotates endlessly, and his whole body flows, and he becomes more and more irritable, his eyes are red, and his mouth is gasping.

The three of them touched each other in the air, jumped one after another on the top of the tree, forcing them to break out of the encirclement and escape to the depths of the eastern snowfield.

Going east all the way, you can reach the Yellow River in one day, and you can escape by leveraging water. If you can cross the Yellow River, you will be Linzhou. With the third brother of the Yang family in charge of Linzhou, safety is no longer a problem.

There are always people behind him who can chase after him. Zhao Feibai and Lu Yan are in charge of the aftermath. Zhao Feibai's Fire Sword is becoming more and more proficient in using one fire sword. He will kill two or half of the weapons with one weapon. He obviously has no strength to use his full strength, but he always wants to save the other party's life, but the Fire Sword cannot hold it.

The rise of Lu Yank's killing, from the dark night to the slightly brightening of the sky, the three of them had already passed by seven or eight hills. During the break, Lu Yan asked a question he had long wanted to ask, "How did you practice the sword's fire?"

Zhao Feibai pulled out the Chengying Sword from behind, "I don't know, I have never had the chance to say that when I jumped from the cliff from Broken Leaf, it wasn't that Xia Yuting thundered two palms. A cold air flowed out of the Chengying Sword to protect his confidant. Maybe it was some ancient power. Later, whenever the true qi was running, the cold air turned into hot air, and I couldn't understand the specifics."

Lu Yan's heart realized, "No wonder, when I healed you, there was an internal breath, which was extremely hot. Later, I entered my meridians. When the night tendons and veins were all open, there was no barrier to practice. It seems that you are the same. We all got the opportunity of Chengying Sword. Young Marshal, do you feel something strange? The Sun and Moon True Art is the immortal kung fu, and it is still the first place."

Fu Qing smiled and shook his head, "The pipa bone is broken, no matter how high the internal strength is, my right arm cannot exert force, and the Chengying Sword is too heavy to kill. Li Daxia said that the spirit of the wronged soul is condensed into it, which can affect people's minds. It's nothing to increase your skills. Don't lose yourself. Recently, you can't control your emotions and impulses. I think it's because of the spirit of the Chengying Sword's wronged soul. It's better to use the ominous blade less."

Zhao Feibai pinched the Chengying Sword and looked at it. He felt a little dissatisfied. He reached out and flicked the sword blade. The sword whistled slightly, and the internal force was input. There was no strange thing. "We have divided the benefits. Now it's just an ordinary sword. It's not as useful as the Jing Zhongyue given to me by Qilang of the Yang Family. Qing Ge, after all, the Sword of the Emperor, the symbol of identity, should you use it. It's better not to carry it with you. I'll be a sword boy for you. You have a world-renowned mind, so you can't be depressed. The boy wants to make a marquis and a general."

Fu Qing laughed, and the number of pursuers behind him was gradually decreasing. Facing the east, the three of them left the mountains. Fu Qing stopped and gasped, looking out at the sight of the vast snowfield in front of him. Fu Qing estimated that the road was endless. At about noon, he could feel the bank of the Yellow River, but there was no place to hide his traces. The pursuers behind him arrived in an instant, but what could they do?

The limit of paying the money was reached, and the chest was burning like a fire, and it was about to explode. Lu Yan and Zhao Feibai looked at each other. They didn't feel panting, but they just paid the money and could no longer move violently.

Fu Qing's face turned red and he gasped, "It's not a solution to run like this. How about your qi-holding skills? We hide in the snow and end up in the dark until night, and maybe we can get rid of them."

The two of them naturally had no objection. They used the snow-treated sword to plunder into a big tree. Zhao Feibai's fire sword pressed down and instantly opened the hole that could accommodate the three people. The three of them held their hands to protect the stickers, calmly sinking into the snow, reaching the ground, the area of ​​snow fell, burying the three people. The three of them had endless breathing and circulating, Zhao Feibai and Lu Yan all entered the innate realm, and the fetal breathing was not a problem. Fu Qing's body actually unconsciously mixed with them. The snow became heavier and heavier. Even the hole that melted at the beginning was filled with the traces in the first seven hills disappeared without a trace. Fortunately, Tian Zhisuke.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!