Chapter 207 Feng Nian rode alone and entered the rampant again, and the devil was cruel and fierce and snake swallowed the elephant
But Xie Ling couldn’t understand the identity of the swordsman in his heart, so he wanted to use the Murong brothers’ troops to be the way to explore the way. Everyone is happy when they die. If they don’t die, Xie Ling will secretly silence her mouth. She is a perfect heart that is exquisite and is the biggest tonic for him, and she has surpassed more than a hundred vulgar hearts. As his wife said upstairs, such supplements that are millions of times more precious than bird’s nest and shark fin, even if they were the disciple of the Taoist saint in the world in the Emperor City, unfortunately, they would die when they arrived at the gates of the Duck Head Green!
Xie Ling suddenly turned his head and looked at the entrance of the stairs on the second floor, and his murderous intent soared.
Murong Jiangshen was also shocked.
A young man with a sabre carried two heads in his hand, bleeding.
Xu Fengnian threw out a head first, “This one is a gift to the Duck Head Green Inn, it is not respectful.”
Xie Ling held his head, his eyes turned red, and his teeth clenched.
Xu Fengnian threw out another Murong Jiangshen who had made great efforts this time, and said calmly: “This one is for the Beimang Murong family, I hope you can accept it with a smile.”
Murong Jiangshen did not go to the head, and let it roll down at his feet, with a gloomy and terrifying expression.
The demon Xie Ling hugged her head and pressed her to her chest, raised her head and made a roar of a beast piercing her eardrums. The beams of the room trembled and a lot of dust shook off.
Xu Fengnian said calmly: “Although both women were begging for death, compared to the one with a big head, the one with a big head was more atrocious. I guess when my head was cut off by my hand knife, I was still wondering why I died. As for the one at Prince Murong’s feet, I died innocently. After learning that even if I walk out of the inn alive, I would have to live a life, and after I heard that even if I walk out of the inn alive, I would have to exchange my life for my life. After that, I would like to die no matter whether you want to die.”
The Murong Jiangshen, who didn’t need to do anything to do, said nothing, and the bloodthirsty gatekeeper pulled up onions and soared into the sky, bent his body toward the boy who spoke wildly.
Xie Ling didn’t look at the battlefield at all. Tears flowed out of his eyes. He lowered his head and kissed his wife on the forehead, and then applied her wide-open eyes.
She once said, hey, old ghost, if you lose, you will lose. If you lose to Luoyang, it will be not embarrassing. Otherwise, we can farm and raise chickens and ducks, and we will die of old age. He did not agree and said that he would fight to the death with Luoyang again. Over the years, he killed people in a crazy way, and became more and more like humans and ghosts, but she never disliked them.
I thought I would probably not win Luoyang in my life and would die with my eyes open, but why did you die first?
She said that if there was only a slight difference in that day, she could defeat the lofty Luoyang, and then she would peel off her chest and eat her heart and liver.
Xie Ling’s two lines of clear tears turned into blood and tears.
The double fists of the gatekeeper exploded like thunder in front of Xu Fengnian’s chest, and the horse bandits on the border were headed by the bandits.The mirage that had been cut with Xuan’s axe for a long time was actually broken by this close servant of the imperial tent. He was a little surprised that the young swordsman could extricate himself from anger, but he didn’t expect to succeed in one blow, but he was just a stance. His body suddenly stretched out like a monkey’s arm, and he increased the force and hit the boy’s chest. He must teach this young man who was ignorant of his fist to die on the spot. Xu Fengnian’s body bent into a curve like a bow, his head and feet remained motionless, and used the back of his chest and back to resist the tide-like fist. He pressed his right hand on the head of the gatekeeper in an instant, and was about to slap the head, but the gatekeeper realized something was wrong. The boy was cruel enough, so he wanted to burn both jade and stones when he fought. He used the act of killing the enemy for 1,000 and 800. He shrank his head and leaned back, kicked out with his legs, and was blocked by Xu Fengnian’s left arm.
The gatekeeper took advantage of the opportunity to eject lightning, his body stuck to the wall, his hands hooked into the wooden board, and he was about to make a second counterattack, but suddenly a burst of pain came from his heart. He looked down, his eyes were horrified, and his heart was pierced by sharp hidden weapons. The young man clearly never drew his sword! The reason why the Zhachai did not wake up at the first time was that Xu Fengnian was sinister and treacherous and unheard of. He first put on a posture of fighting against the Zhachai, and then used the sharpest and smallest twelve flying swords, quietly “placed” one foot behind the Zhachai.
This sword is crystal clear and has extremely introverted murderous aura. If the forging of Xuan Lei is full of murderous intentions, it is like a swordsman who kills thousands of miles away. The longest flying sword is so powerful that it is like a celestial being carrying a tripod, and the peach sword is as charming as a beauties of two or eight beauties, then the slut is too inconspicuous, like a baby, even if it is placed in front of you, if ordinary people do not concentrate carefully, they can only see the blurred mirror image, like a small ripples of clear water. When the gatekeeper failed to hit the attack, he retreated with the flow. Xu Fengnian just moved Tai’a’s direction slightly and aimed at the heart and mouth. It was like the gatekeeper himself and he would hit him hard. His heart was pierced by Taia without any suspense. Unless it was the undefeated body of Vajra, it would be impossible to escape the word death.
The master is desperate, but the poetic and picturesque depicted in the mouths of Mr. Shu and in the biography of the Rangers have always been a judgment of the superiority and inferiority, and a clear view of life and death. If it weren’t for the even power, who would have been willing to fight for 300 rounds?
Murong Jiangshen was watching the game, he didn’t even know what was going on. He saw that the invincible garrison on the battlefield was invincible and died after a fight. His body fell to the bottom of the stairs, covering his chest with his hands. The sword energy of the flying sword of the skull remains in the body, hindering the futile energy of the gate skull before his death. It can be said that after the skull is cut, although it only creates a narrow gap, it is like the ends of the earth, with yin and yang separated, which is also the meaning of the flying sword’s name “王子”. The mayfly does not know the morning and morning, spring and autumn, and is born in the morning and die in the evening. Murong Jiang was not sure about this. When he saw Tao Qianzhi’s widow’s anger, he was mixed with a hint of fear. He could kill the attendant of the imperial tent in the blink of an eye. Besides, he was so young, could he be a direct descendant from the Qi Jian Yuefu, such as Qi Jian Yuefu, who came from the high sects. I heard that Fatty Dong had a good relationship with the Tibingshan and Qi Jian Yuefu among the five major sects of Beimang.The master’s daughter was also harmed by Fatty Dong, and the raw rice was cooked. Even the heroic lord of the martial arts mountain master, who was as talented and wise as the master of the martial arts mountain, had to pinch his nose and let the daughter get married to a fat man. But Fatty Dong, who is best at weighing the pros and cons, really dared to offend Murong to death.
Xu Fengnian walked down the stairs and sneered: “Murong Zhangtai, don’t pretend to be asleep. If you pretend, be careful of being dug up by the shopkeeper Xie as a supplement.”