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Chapter three hundred and seventy seventh hard to relieve the hatred

Fu Jingtao did not expect that Li Bixia would be so resentful, so he would invite a master to set up an ambush, so he couldn't help but complain. You must know that the swordsmen of Southern Tang were chasing him angrily. Once they were in a stalemate, how could they have the chance to escape? Hurry up to Tuoba

Jian shouted, "Get back into the woods!"

Tuoba Jian understood it and quickly retreated with him.

The two women were like maggots on their tars, and the sword light circled and tangled, and one move was as fierce as another. The sound of gold and iron clashing spread from afar, resounding throughout the fields.

They are great swordsmen worshipped by the Southern Tang royal family, one Mo Mei and one Qin Lian. This time they accompanied Li Bixia on a trip, specifically responsible for protecting her safety. Due to the momentary negligence during the day, the princess was in danger, and they were full of guilt in their hearts.

I blame myself and waited hard in the middle of the night before waiting for the main master. How can I suppress the murderous intent in my heart?

Mo Mei and Qinlian are at the peak of warriors. Their internal strength, qi and blood, swordsmanship, experience, and body skills are all first-class. They are aggressive when they make moves and want to capture and kill these two juniors as soon as possible. But they know that the other party is extremely resilient.

One sword technique is incredible, and the other sword is as fast as lightning. It is hard to crack. It is obviously a failure, but he refuses to give in.

Qin Lian and Tuoba Jian fought quickly and were almost injured several times. They frowned and said, "Your footwork and sword technique is the true legend of Lingbo Pavilion. Who is the disciple of? Why are you scattering with the people of the Demon Sect?"

Tuoba Jian had no expression on his face, just thinking that her words were wind in his ears.

Qin Lian was actually ignored by the younger generation, furious and shouted coldly: "You are willing to fall into a demon and betray the chivalrous way. Even if you come from Lingbo Pavilion, you should still kill him!" As he said that, his two swords were wrong, he stabbed his eyebrows,

The lower part of the Dantian is pricked, and the virtual reality is hidden in the deadly killing move.

Suddenly, a whirlwind sounded strongly, and a thick branch sucked towards her. Qin Lian was shocked, and her two swords protected her, so she flew into the air to dodge this huge weapon.

With a little shock, Tuoba Jian hid in the depths of the woods without seeing him.

Qin Lian watched his figure disappear, knowing that he was disgusted and angry by the younger generation. She slashed her with both swords like venting her, causing several big trees to fall down.

By chance, one of the big trees creaked and hit Fu Jingtao and Mo Mei. The strong wind slammed, and Mo Mei had to temporarily withdraw his sword and moved it away. Fu Jingtao took the opportunity to jump out of the circle.

Outside, he turned his head and ran away.

Although his thoughts were beautiful, Li Bixia, who was staring at him, refused to agree!

Li Bixia shouted angrily: "Stop!" The jade hand was raised, and the exquisite flying sword swept through the air, shooting towards the empty door behind Fu Jingtao.

"Stinky woman, are you crazy?!"

"It is impossible to eliminate my hatred if I don't kill you!"

Fu Jingtao hurriedly lowered his body and dodged, and the flying sword shot into the tree trunk, and countless leaves fell one after another.

Mo Mei was determined to show something in front of the princess, but she would not allow the other party to escape. She shouted, "The devil is killed!" The sword tip suddenly shot out a white light of more than a foot long, pointing directly at the busy Fu Jingtao.

The sword light was like thunder from the sky, illuminating the night sky.

This sword is very powerful, and Fu Jingtao has to swing his sword to block it, otherwise the sword light will lead to a cold ending.

When he said that, the sword light swept away quickly, and the steel knife cracked! The response was broken. The sword's remaining momentum continued, and the sword energy extended, stabbing hard into Fu Jingtao's chest.

Fu Jingtao bounced back with force on his toes, and threw the broken knife in his hand at the face.

When Mo Mei combined and picked the sword, the broken sword flew high and disappeared, and said coldly: "It's meaningless to struggle to die!"

Fu Jingtao was too lazy to have a verbal dispute with her, and silently stomped his qi and blood. He stomped his feet and shot into the dense forest like a wild horse, the speed was beyond imagination.

Mo Mei, who was sure to win, couldn't react in a hurry, chased the phantom and slashed several swords, but hit the air. She shouted in anger: "Don't run away!" She must not tolerate it

The cooked duck flew away from his eyes, shaking its body, chasing it.

Li Bixia shouted: "Aunt Mei, you must cut off his head! Aunt Lian, you go and chase that little devil too!"

How dare Qinlian make the same mistake again? Shaking her head, "My primary responsibility is to protect the safety of the princess. What if the enemy hides in the dark and spy on her?"

Li Bixia said anxiously: "I am not a three-year-old child, so why is there such a chance of something happening? That little devil is cunning and treacherous, with many tricks. Aunt Mei may not be able to kill him under the sword."

Qin Lian said: "That boy is just a dog that is stray. Mo Mei is easy to kill. The princess just wait for good news."

Li Bixia paused her feet helplessly, looked up at the raging fire in Longwangling, with a look of joy and sorrow, and murmured to herself: "This little thief burned Brother Xie's foundation with a fire, which was considered an accidental good thing.

And I hope Brother Xie will give up this ridiculous task and return to Jinling with me..."

Qinlian sighed secretly, the fallen flowers are intentionally flowing water is ruthless.

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Fu Jingtao knew the disadvantages of Qi and Blood Technique. After running for a while, he slowed down and turned left and right to change directions. The fire in the distance diluted the night, giving him enough brightness to choose a way to escape. He broke it up.

A branch, rushing to the sword while escaping, no need to worry about anything at this moment of life and death, even if the identity of Xuanyuan disciple is exposed, it doesn't matter.

As I was about to approach the edge of the woods, I suddenly heard a dragon roar and a white rainbow flew down from the canopy on the side. The fierce wind whistled, and the murderous aura was cold.

The sneak attacker is the Nan Tang swordsman!

I don't know how long this man has been ambushing and does not summon his companions to support him. He probably wants to take the credit alone. He has a very good grasp of the timing of his choice of action, which is the moment when Fu Jingtao's breath is the lowest and his defense is the most relaxed. Under the light of the sword, I saw it.

His eyes were as cold as lightning, and a faint smug smile was hanging on the corner of his mouth, as if he had seen the scene of the enemy's death.

Fu Jingtao's sword intent was inscribed but not released, and he was extremely sensitive to the external stimulation. How could he do what he wanted? Almost the moment the enemy's sword was unsheathed, he felt a sense of his heart, and waved his branches without thinking.

A magnificent and thick sword intent rolled towards the dazzling white rainbow.

The swordsman in Nan Tang was both funny and disdainful when he saw the enemy wielding branches to resist. However, the next moment, the terrifying pressure fell from the sky. The indescribable sword intent quickly washed away all the marrows of his limbs, which made him have the idea of ​​abandoning his sword and surrendering for nothing.

The intention is to destroy the sword first, and to kill the soul; the Tao follows nature and cannot resist it.

Is this the legendary sword of the master? How is it possible? If this son has reached the level of a master, he can destroy the clan with every move. How can he run away in a hurry?

He was also a powerful man who had been through the wind and rain. He immediately avoided the wrong idea and forced himself to suppress the distracting thoughts in his heart. He walked through his dantian, penetrated his arms and elbows, and roared and slashed in the wind!
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