Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 21: Three night battles

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"What a mighty prestige." Meng Fuyao muttered, "Knowing that you are Zhan Beiye...Hey, who is Zhan Beiye?"

Yao Xun has long lost his previous composure, shaking his lips and shrinking behind the tree, "This demon is chasing..."

Yuan Zhaoxuan's eyes flashed, and suddenly he took out two human skin masks from his arms, and put one on himself and Meng Fuyao.

For Shang Meng Fuyao's puzzled eyes, Yuan Zhao raised his eyebrows, "You don't want to be stared at by a difficult guy, right?"

Meng Fuyao hurriedly straightened his face. As soon as he raised his hand, he felt that a sharp sword shot straight at him, and he was shocked by the nail. At the same time, a low drink burst like a thunderbolt. At the end, a black light flashed in the darkness, a bit of strong wind broke through the night, and went straight to the three of them like thunder.

Meng Fu slapped Yao Xun with a slap.

Yao Xun fell to the ground, the black light had come near, and in the glimpse of the light was a long spear with an iron-black blade removed. The spear was filled with vigor and vitality, and there was a gust of wind from far away. Direct shot, but bashed his head and covered his face, sweeping the three of them.

What an arrogant style of play!

Meng Fuyao leaned forward and slapped her sword horizontally, trying to fly her spear with four or two strokes of a thousand catties. Before anyone pounced, the strong wind from the spear had blown her long hair like a flag, even her eyes. Meng Fuyao couldn't open it, but Meng Fuyao immediately closed his eyes.

There was a sharp sound, sparks splashed in the darkness, and a person laughed in the sparks, the laughter was cold and fierce, "Who dares to learn from me?" The sound came, and the black robe raged like a dragon, and the arrow came.

Meng Fuyao collided with the spear, and the violent breath from the spear immediately plunged into her chest like a wave of frenzy. She suffocated her chest and stepped back for several steps. She couldn't breathe and her hands and feet were immediately sore. Where could she still be able to lift the sword, the opponent was coming fiercely, she was frightened, but she heard a low laugh, and the light purple robe flashed, Yuan Zhaoxu floated out suddenly.

It's a real float. Meng Fuyao has never seen such a flexible and clear body, like a nine-day fairy dancing in the sky. It is unspeakable and graceful, but it is not like the ordinary good-looking moves. It is difficult to guarantee the speed, but fast. He had to chase the light and flash the electricity, as if the light of a tens of thousands of light-years away came to the bottom of his eyes as soon as he was bright. He was still outside his feet just now, and he moved in front of Zhan Beiye.

He turned with one hand, a smooth arc, and the silver light in the air instantly lit up, and the snow light dotted like a blizzard, covering Zhan Beiye, which was soaring like a black whirlwind, and Zhan Beiye suddenly raised his head. , His eyes were still dreadful in the bright sword light, like the first rising star in the extreme west sky, burning like fire.

"Good!"

Zhan Kitano’s tone was filled with the excitement of the opponent. With a cross-arm move, the spear flew back into his palm, and the sharp tip of the spear flicked in his palm. He waved his arm, and the spear's light soared by two, and the shot came first. So, hit with that million pieces of broken snow.

"Boom!"

The air seemed to burst slightly, and the thousands of snow light flew away, splashed, hit the surrounding trees, and immediately appeared countless small pits, and an invisible gas hung. The dragon flew like an earthly dragon, wherever it passed, the turf exploded, the mud was splashed, and a deep ditch appeared on the ground as if it was plowed by a giant sword, and it stopped just a few meters away.

For a long while, the snow broke and the gun was quiet.

Yuan Zhaoxuan within the snow-shrouded area did not retreat at all. He smiled at the tip of a branch, and the wind was violent, but he and the branches under his feet did not move at all.

Zhan Beiye dragged his spear to stand proudly under the tree, and the mud debris that was stirred up by the qi did not get him a star.

Meng Fuyao stood a few feet away, her eyes straight and excited thinking about the move just now. For a long time, she vaguely felt that she had used Yuan Zhaoxu's power to break through the fourth layer of "Bro Jiuxiao". She knew it was a little vain. She knew that it was because she was not as good as her self-training. She has been distressed and unresolved, but now she suddenly saw the exit revealed by the dawn because of the powerful man’s move tonight. Tyrannical, yet freely retractable, isn't it the true essence of the fourth layer of "round rotation"?

She thought about it in a muddle-headed manner, and her whole body's qi had automatically started to flow along the meridians when her mind moved, and she was in a state of being half-stabilized, and she could vaguely hear Nagano Kitano smile, "Okay, have fun! Fight again!"

Meng Fuyao shook, and quickly concentrated on trying to observe again. Suddenly, the wind around her was tight and her eyes were dark, as if something was passing by very quickly, she could even feel a faint rosy smell when she rubbed her shoulders. As soon as he passed, his cheeks were brushed by something soft and slippery.

Someone passed by? So fast? Is it a man or a ghost?

Meng Fuyao subconsciously reached out and grabbed it, but caught a void. The opponent's body was like a ghost, strange and mysterious. He turned around and was almost in front of Zhan Beiye. Meng Fuyao only heard one word vaguely, "Go!"

In the next instant, the man had already attacked ten moves against Zhan Beiye who suddenly turned around when he heard the movement.

Meng Fu shook his mouth wide, looking at the man who was more flexible and quicker than Yao Xun, as if the whole forest was full of his figure, the whole person turned into a plume of smoke and a cloud of mist, nowhere is there. Everywhere, he doesn’t hold the sword at all. A very thin and very long sword with a strange shape has been lying under his elbow. Only the half-inch black tip of the sword is exposed at the end of the elbow, and he walks with him. He constantly huffs and vomits like a poisonous snake, and he doesn't need any hacking and slashing moves at all. All the tricks are within an inch of the elbow. All the killers are done by close hands, tapping, poking, stabbing, scraping, and flowing water. Unscrupulous.

Zhan Beiye seems to have not adapted to this weird style of play for a while, and his spear also lost its effect after being hit close by someone. Almost in an instant, the faint dark shadow rushed forward and was wrong with Zhan Beiye. Passing by, a light flashed at the bottom of the elbow.

Blood light, splashes.

The dark red blood splashed in the dark woods, making people's eyes red.

Zhan Beiye's vision was brighter, and a raging fire ignited in his eyes. He suddenly slashed out with a palm, and the violent palm wind made that person dare not hold on. He stepped back three steps. With a flick of his arm, the spear was thrown far away, and it was nailed to the ground with a snatch, and fell three feet into the ground. With the humming sound, Zhan Beiye slowly licked the blood on his arm, and suddenly fell silent, smiling, "Tai Yuan Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!"

The smile was not over, and the shouts started again. This time, no weapons were used. Zhan Beiye used his example as a sword, and Cyclonus was involved!

Yuan Zhaoxuan galloped down from the branch, scribbled left and right, dragged the two people who were dazzled by the fight and left. Meng Fuyao was not reconciled and looked back frequently, "What are you doing."

"Didn't they tell you to leave? Are you still here?"

"Wonderful battle, it's a pity to miss it, Yuan Zhaoxu, don't stop me, I will look at it again, maybe my practice will be greatly improved."

Yuan Zhao didn't refute, smiled and stretched out his hand, as if to touch Meng Fuyao, Meng Fuyao turned his head immediately.

Yuan Zhaoxuan answered, "You stay and wait for Beiye to get out of trouble again. Don’t think that the dark charm hurts Beiye and wins the battle. He doesn’t understand that person. Whoever makes him see blood will definitely fight forever, and the dark charm will not be good tonight."

"Do you know..." Meng Fuyao grumbled dissatisfiedly, his eyes suddenly widened in the middle of speaking, and he said in amazement, "Dark Mei? That is Dark Mei? The world's number one bloodthirsty killer? Is he here?" /

Yuan Zhaoxu looked back slightly, and suddenly there was something strange in his eyes. After a while, he said softly, "It's time to come, it's already here..."