Feng Jiuxiao's thoughts were racing, and he became more and more sure of his guess. He smiled, and then said seriously: "Okay, I already know who you are, you can have a good meal." After that, he turned around and went upstairs.
Suddenly a strong wind hit his body, Feng Jiuxiao remained motionless, stretched out his hand to hold a chopstick, and said calmly: "Since you are not the person I am looking for, and I am not the person you are looking for, let's just say goodbye.
I have offended Mr. Wu a lot just now, but these chopsticks have evened it up." He walked forward without stopping.
Pang Shishi stood up and started to follow. Suddenly he felt a strong wind coming, and he turned around hurriedly and waved out his right palm!
puff!
Pang Shiwu screamed, his right palm had been pierced!
A chopstick was inserted into the palm of his right hand! He already had internal injuries, so he didn't dare to use too much force for fear of pulling the wound, not to mention that the chopsticks were imbued with eight realms of power! They penetrated directly through the metacarpal bones!
Feng Jiuxiao suddenly turned around. He saw that Pang Shishi's right palm had been pierced with chopsticks, and he couldn't help but feel murderous intent in his heart. He flicked the chopsticks out with one finger and sealed several acupuncture points on Pang Shishi's wrist to stop the bleeding.
, he helped Pang Shiwu sit down on the chair, then with his big sleeves fluttering, he walked straight towards the purple-clothed young master and the others!
Shenyang Bei suddenly stood up and pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword!
The rest of the people saw that the young man in purple had not moved, so they continued to sit still.
Feng Jiuxiao said expressionlessly: "Whoever did it, stand up and cut off one of his hands. We still have nothing to do with what happened today!" His tone was calm but murderous!
Shenyang Bei seemed to have seen a madman. He suddenly laughed wildly and said, "It was your grandfather and I who did it! How about it? Kill me if you dare!" Before he could finish his words, there was a sound of "wave" and a blood mark suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.
Hole! His eyes were as wide as dead fish eyes, and his face was full of disbelief. He would not believe until his death that Feng Jiuxiao actually killed him with a single finger in the air! The chopsticks were actually made by Han Xuezhi! He felt that his death was a bit unfair! But
Feng Jiuxiao doesn't think that there is no one in the world who has the courage to pretend to be his grandfather!
Vajra Prajna Finger!
Feng Jiuxiao said expressionlessly: "Of course I have the talent! I will naturally try my best to satisfy your request! What else do you need?"
I saw Shenyang Bei falling backwards, knocking over the seat, and then fell to the ground. He was already dead! His eyes were bulging, and he could not rest in peace!
Except for the young man in purple, the other six people all stood up and drew their swords from their sheaths!
Wu Wenqing said angrily: "How dare you kill him?" He simply couldn't imagine that the young man in front of him would take action whenever he asked, and he would kill with one strike. Not to mention his ruthlessness, his martial arts skills were really terrifying!
Feng Jiuxiao frowned and seemed a little confused and said: "What? Why don't you dare to kill him? Who is he? Why don't you dare? Or is his head too big to kill?" Feng Jiuxiao looked at Wu Wenqing sideways,
Then Leng Sensen said: "I don't care which onion or garlic clove he is, I will kill him. How about that? If you dare, kill me."
He told Wu Wenqing what Shenyang Bei told him just now.
A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye. It is disrespectful to come and not reciprocate!
Wu Wenqing looked at Feng Jiuxiao and then at the young master in purple clothes. Seeing that the young master in purple clothes was full of purple energy, which was a sign that the purple jade skill was concentrated in the whole body, he shouted to Feng Jiuxiao: "Okay, today I will kill you, who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth."
Boy, everyone, come on!" He drew out his sword and was about to step forward!
Suddenly, he felt a strong force sucking him in. His throat suddenly tightened, and Feng Jiuxiao pinched his neck and his feet were in the air!
Everyone was shocked and stood upright on the spot!
A rat-throwing weapon!
Feng Jiuxiao actually used the "Dragon Capturing Hand" to catch Wu Wenqing from the air!
Wu Wenqing is at the pinnacle of the Eighth Realm!
The purple-clothed young master's pupils shrank! He was confident that he would never be able to control Wu Wenqing with one move!
Is this guy's martial arts really that high? Maybe Wu Wenqing was careless, otherwise how could he be captured in one move?
The young master in purple clothes finally stood up, his eyes were like daggers, and he said coldly: "Let him go!"
Feng Jiuxiao snorted and coldly snorted, "Who are you? Let me go if you ask me to. Do you still think you can get out of this room?" He glanced around, as if looking at a pile of dead bodies, with a look on his face.
Disgusted and disgusted, "I'm shameless for you, I want you to eat but you hurt my brother, I promised to cut off my hand and let you go, but you still pretend to be my grandpa, it's really..." He was so drunk that he only
He felt like a volcano was about to erupt in his body! He suppressed the monstrous power and tried not to release it! He said coldly: "It's really... oh... I really don't know the heights of the sky... oh..." He actually couldn't control himself and hit a few times.
Wine burps! Feng Jiuxiao thought to herself: Sure enough, I drank too much, and these wine burps can be controlled.
Wu Wenqing's limbs were weak and he had difficulty breathing. He was struggling hard and his face was as pale as pig liver. He said angrily: "Do you know who we are?"
At this time, Liu Zaidong and others saw that the two sides were talking about taking action. Thirty eagle knives were unsheathed on the ground, and they were about to surround them! However, Feng Jiuxiao gestured with her left hand to sit down, and Liu Zaidong hurriedly stopped everyone and gestured to sit down first.
Feng Jiuxiao raised Wu Wenqing with his right hand, and felt the drunkenness rising again. He chuckled, "First of all, so what if I know, so what if I don't know. Aren't you Wu Wenqing, who is known as the master of magic and clever calculations in the Ghost Valley? What's the matter?
Did you change your mind just now when you smelled the smell of alcohol on my body? Did you want to be at odds with me? Do you want to kill me? Since you are known as a god of calculation, have you calculated how many moves I will use to kill you? What? I can't hear you! You're big
Click!"
The scribe suddenly stabbed Feng Jiuxiao in the throat with his sword! The sword energy was like frost, and it was as cold as bone!
Frost Sword!
Feng Jiuxiao stretched out her left hand and pinched the blade with two fingers! With her right hand, she crushed Wu Wenqing's throat bone. With one move of her left hand, she snatched Han Xuezhi's Frost Sword. She took the hilt of the sword and struck Han Xuezhi with her backhand sword! Ziyi!
Just as the young master was about to use his sword to block, Feng Jiuxiao had already sheathed her sword and held it across her chest.
He looked coldly at Wu Wenqing, who was paralyzed on the ground and twitching, and said coldly: "You made a miscalculation. I, alone, can wipe out all of you!" Wu Wenqing covered her throat with both hands and was out of breath.
, breathing out but not in, with an expression of horror and disbelief on his face!
Han Xuezhi suddenly said: What a fast sword! Then the whole person split into two halves!
The young man in purple suddenly flew up and held out his sword!
The man flies up like a huge purple butterfly!
The sword is like purple lightning. The lightning instantly illuminates the heaven and earth like daylight!
Purple air is coming from the east!
The purple energy lingering around him is like the endless mist stirred up by a waterfall falling thousands of feet. There is a purple electric snake swimming rapidly in the mist, disappearing and appearing!
In Feng Jiuxiao's eyes, he only saw a long sword with dazzling purple light being handed to him. He raised his right hand and thrust out the Frost Sword!
The sky and the earth are in a state of chill, and the sky is filled with frost!
The sword of the Purple-clothed Young Master condenses ten successful powers, which has the power to overwhelm mountains and seas, and has the potential to penetrate clouds and crack rocks!
Feng Jiuxiao's sword is also the pinnacle sword!
Ding!
Sword tip to sword tip!
Sparks flying!
The purple-clothed young man's pupils suddenly shrank! He saw an incredible scene!
The tip of the purple jade sword began to break!
The cracks extend along the sword blade to the hilt!
The Frost Sword keeps on moving! After smashing the tip of the sword, it continues to charge forward like a broken bamboo!