A good Mr. Zuoqiu! Feng Wu said secretly in his heart.
Take the east to the west as the East Chamber.
Therefore, in the dark, Feng Wu did not hesitate, but gently, and rushed to the East Chamber.
However, before Feng Wu rushed into the East Chamber, the courtyard, an invisible shock wave, with Mr. Zuoqiu as the center, spread greatly!
So terrifying power!
For a moment, Feng Wu was almost flying out!
puff!
Phoenix dance immediately spit out blood.
At this time, the sacred emperor spider who was on her chest gave her a golden spider, and she helped her block it.
Because of this, Feng Wu was able to keep this life.
Otherwise, now she has already turned into a bunch of blurred blood.
Feng Wu's heart patted her chest and vomited slowly. The feeling of the rest of her life made her heartbeat slowly calmed down.
In fact, Mr. Zuoqiu's shock wave is not to her.
It was the swordsman who assassinated Mr. Zuoqiu before.
Feng Wu wanted to move, but found that the surrounding air seemed to be condensed. In this space, the gravity was more than doubled.
The image of Feng Wu was nailed in place, and he couldn't go out in one step.
What's more, she feels that a Taishan -like gravity is pressed under her head.
Her breathing involuntarily aggravated.
But in order not to let people discover her existence, Feng Wu could only restrain with powerful willpower, and then slowly spit it out.
Soya -like cold sweat and hot sweat rolled down from the cheeks of the phoenix, and the back of the back was soaked.
The shock wave comes from Mr. Zuoqiu, but the sense of gravity and stickiness of Taishan is from the mysterious swordsman.
The two spiritual states were in the first battle, and Feng Wu couldn't bear it.
Fortunately, Feng Wu hid a good position. At the shadow of the large cylindrical pillar, the moon is now blocked by the clouds. The light is not obvious, so if you do n’t pay attention, no one will find her.
But ... there are danger to be discovered at any time.
Feng Wu was in a hurry, and she moved hard ... In this step, Feng Wu's lungs were severely painful, and her strong gravity almost pressed her to the ground!
At this moment, Mr. Zuo Qiu is confronting the swordsman.
"Lonely sword, are you dead!" Mr. Zuo Qiu was sitting on a wheelchair, and his cold eyes stared at each other.
He looked slightly pale, but those eyes were wise and firm, calm and calm.
Lonely sword?
Feng Wu has never heard of this name, but this person is extremely famous in Dongsang Kingdom.
Dugu has a sword, and there is only a sword.
His strongest killing trick is: betting on a sword.
When a sword comes out, regardless of the victory, turn around and leave.
So the people of the rivers and lakes call it a lonely sword.
At this moment, Gu Yijian stared at Mr. Zuo Qiu, only one sentence: "Someone buy your life."
Mr. Zuo Qiu looked at him faintly: "I am the life of my Zuoqiu, I can't afford it."
Gu Yijian shook his head: "You have a price."
Mr. Zuo Qiu: "I want to ask, who is bid, the price is geometry?"
The lonely sword is brewing his strongest killing trick: a sword in the lonely.
Therefore, he did not answer what Mr. Zuoqiu.
And at this time!
!!
The sound of a strong and sound footsteps rushed like a thunderous sound!
It's a mad knife guard.
Mr. Zuo Qiu trained by the prince Leng Ye's hand.
"Late in the end, please be punished by Mr. Zuoqiu!"
He is the leader, the leader of the mad knife, nine feet tall, burly majestic, and a violent power like spraying out!