Go Back and Battle at the Peak of the North Court 1
War, vigorous!
At this moment, Feng Wu can't live at all.
Because the steady stream of gravel rolled down the landslide from the top of the mountain, Feng Wu couldn't stand, let alone go up.
"Take me over." Feng Wu ordered Cai Feng Bird.
Caifeng Bird frowned, embarrassed: "Your current strength ..."
During the talk, suddenly, a sneer came.
"Zuo's ancestor?" Jun Linyuan's voice sounded.
Zuo Family? Old ancestor?
Feng Wu remembers that the left family had been killed by Jun Linyuan when he was in the imperial capital, so now the Zuo family ancestor ... is the legendary ancestor?
The old man in the black robe torn off the covered cloth on his face, revealing the true appearance.
"Yes." The old man in Black robe stared at Jun Linyuan, and his eyes were unpredictable.
"Are you still dead?" Jun Linyuan frowned slightly, seemed to have a little doubt.
The ancestor of the Zuo family sneered: "The Junwu Empire is a young man like you, how can the old man want to die? Hey hey."
This smile, gloomy, is very impolite.
"Isn't this old monster dying?"
It was a swordsman.
Wearing a bucket, walking straw shoes, and a rattan sword basket on the waist, the image is simple, but the strength is powerful and magnificent!
Before, the middle -aged swordsman and Jun Linyuan fought a flat color.
"Swordsman, come back." Zuo's ancestor glanced at him: "For so many years, you are still dressed up, old soil."
I went back and stared at the Zuo's ancestor, with a face like an iceberg, without waves and no blue.
His sword refers to Jun Linyuan: "Sword."
Jun Linyuan shook his head: "You are not as good as me."
A layer of anger appeared on the face, and the sword still pointed at Jun Linyuan: "Sword!"
Now, he has already made a sword himself, but he has never forced Jun to come out of his sword.
The ancestor of the Zuo family on the side was jealous and was ready to join the battlefield at any time.
Go back and stare at the Zuo's ancestor: "You go away."
The ancestor of the Zuo family did not agree: "What goes? The old man is here, just look at it, but don't get involved in you."
After speaking, Zuo's ancestor's two -handed arm, leaning on the mountain wall and waiting for them to fight.
But both of them knew clearly that the Zuo's ancestors were just the advantages of the fisherman.
Going back and staring at the Zuo's ancestor, he said to Jun Linyuan: "One month later, the top of the North court?"
Beiting is the capital of Beiyan City.
Jun Linyuan nodded indifferently: "Yes."
Returned and frowned and glanced at the Zuo's ancestor, turned and left.
No shadow to go without a trace, what he said was his swordsman.
As soon as I came back, the face of the Zuo's ancestor was a bit bad. This was obviously afraid of him here, so I went to the top of the North Ting of the North Court, huh!
Jun Linyuan stared at the Zuo's ancestor: "Come on?"
The two of them joined forces, and Jun Linyuan was not afraid, not to mention that there was only one person left.
Zuo's ancestor sneered: "War!"
When Feng Wu was held by the colorful phoenix, the hard -to -fly came up, and what he heard was the last few words.
The top of the North court?
as well as……
The farther and farther figure of Jun Linyuan and Zuo's ancestors.
Fengwu: "... Get away? They just left?"
The rocks that collapsed on the ground, withered green plants, and ... their distant figures.
Feng Wu's face was speechless ... Jun Linyuan was in front of him, and before she said a word to him, he was far away.