Immortal’s Farmland Chapter 140: Brother, don’t cry

　　 140, big brother, don’t cry

　　Chen Bing and Zijing, there are seven people left to surround An Lan. Their magic weapons are all kinds of weird, including black wooden sticks with skulls, yin and yang claws, stick bones, and even rag dolls.

　　 An Lan Jian pointed at the evil sect disciple in front of her with a chuckle, raised his left hand and wiped his throat, a drop of sweat dripped from that person's forehead.

　　 Wang Meng is a disciple of Chen Bing. A few months ago, Suichen massacred Shangliyun faction. He saw the woman in front of him cut Chentu's head with a sword, and he remembered that sword with his own eyes. Chentu is a strong man in the Yuan Ying stage. Five hundred years ago, he was besieged by Shenshui Palace, Yun Family and many other forces, and he was able to escape calmly. Even if the Yun Family ancestor blew himself up, Yuan Ying was only slightly injured, but The clone that had been cultivated for hundreds of years was destroyed by this woman who was only in the foundation period.

　　 When An Lan did that throat movement, he seemed to feel that he really had a sword resting on his neck, and with that touch, blood spurted wildly. His pupils shrank, and his palms were sweating.

　　 He is only fetal movement, how can he deal with it?

　　 Before he started, he was stage fright.

　　 is not only Wang Meng, but also the other evil sect disciples. Zijing and Chenbing have already hit the air from the ground. They are strangely still here, and no one wants to do it first.

　　Snowflakes fell from the sky one by one, falling on the sword and being divided into two by the sword.

　　 Wang watched fiercely at the tip of the sword, and the cold air on the sword penetrated his chest. He wanted to peel him off. He felt like a thin snowflake. As long as he was touched by the sword, it would turn into two. valve.

　　 His feet were nailed there and there was no way to move, he even wondered, is this sword the one that cut off Chentu's clone?

　　 They stood there, covered in snow.

　　 "Little Fat Boy." Xiao Hong called A Fei, it was too lazy to meet the eyes of the group of people. It jumped on A Fei's back and sprayed a water gun on Wang Meng. Wang Meng froze quickly, and then the snowflakes gathered to form a huge fish fin, which lifted the fish fin and slapped it and slapped people away.

　　 The man flew out and slid in the snow for nearly a hundred meters. When he got up, his face had become a bun, and his blood mixed with his teeth spit on the snow.

　　 "What the **** is that?!" A fat black crow carrying a fat red carp on its back looked like two spheres, one black and one red.

　　 "Bah, you're the ghost." Xiao Hong wobbled his tail, and A Fei flapped its short and fat wings, and leaped on to reach out and scratch his face. Don't look at Ah Fei growing fat, but his flight speed is not slow at all. He has already reached him in an instant, and he still doesn't let his breath catch with his paws, and he keeps pecking with his mouth.

　　 It yells. It seems to say: "A ghost, you are a ghost."

　　 Xiaohong and Afei got into that person, staring at that one person and beating, and the others are completely ignored.

　　 there are five more people.

　　 Anlan turned into an afterimage, and the person in front of her hurriedly took the move, and the weapon collided, cracks appeared in his stick bones, the cracks widened, and finally broke in half. His stick bone is a low-grade spiritual tool, and the low-grade spiritual tool can't withstand an attack from An Lan.

　　As soon as the spirit weapon was destroyed, he immediately retreated, retreating to the same master and brothers, and the other four sacrificed the magic weapon together.

After 　　 staggered, An Lan landed on her toes and made a circle without a trace on the snow. Her body is light enough to the point where there is no trace on the ground. She crossed her sword, and there was a clear moan on the sword, and the three swords were transformed into three swords.

　　 Ziyang sword. Cloud Sea Sword. The swordsmanship of Wujie old man on bamboo slips.

　　Three mans and three swords.

　　 Ziyang swordsmanship is erratic and weird, and the angles are tricky, making people hard to guard against. The sea of ​​clouds is ethereal sword, fictitious and unpredictable. The two are offensive, bamboo slips swordsmanship is defensive, both offensive and defensive.

　　 There is a faint shadow behind the three swords, as if three people are using these three swords.

The magic weapon of 　　 evil sect disciples strangled them in the air. This swordsmanship made them feel a headache. Sometimes when they saw there were obvious flaws, they found it was a trap when they attacked. One sword after another is like a dense net, which keeps all of their human nets in it and cannot escape. Their attacks are difficult to display, and they are often subtly resolved. Some people realize that this is at least heavenly. Order swordsmanship.

　　 There are many ways to practice, but most practitioners choose sword practice. The sword is the first weapon. The thing worn by a gentleman is supreme and noble. The sword is the most common weapon. There are more sword repair techniques on the market than the crucian carp, but the top swordsmanship is rare. The most famous is Fu Shocking and Innovative. The three works created by the real person Zicheng and Fairy Miaofang are all heavenly.

　　 Heaven-level exercises are extremely difficult to learn, and some of them only get a little fur in their lifetime, but even fur can't be defeated by ordinary people.

　　A good technique is enough to increase the attack power several times!

The people of 　　 Evil Sect soon discovered that they had fallen into the rhythm of An Lan's attack.

　　"It’s not good to go on like this. Haiku, you deal with the sword on the left, you deal with the sword on the right, and the rest of them join me with all their strength to catch her from the middle. Just take her back to the sovereign, whether it’s dead You can get a lot of rewards for life, brothers, do you want a technique above the profound level? Do you want a powerful beauty? Just hold the woman in front of you. Everything is there. You can even become Sovereign's closed disciple!" The man who was speaking was a thin, paper-like man with a big head, which reminded An Lan of a cartoon she had watched as a child.

　　His hands are very thin, it seems that he is just putting a layer of skin on a skeleton. Even though he is so shabby, he is the person with the highest cultivation level among the five, with eight layers of fetal movement.

　　 The five people worked together and tried to break them one by one. An Lan gradually felt the pressure. The words of the paper man rekindled the morale of the evil sect disciples. An Lan resisted the attack of five people alone, and he was not quite able to withstand it.

　　"Five hits one, you are not ashamed." An Lan lightly sipped, of course, if she has five people and the other person only has one person, she will do the same, a fool? ***说ヌ簟?br/>

　　 Xiao Hong and A Fei don't know where to chase that person, so An Lan had to do it alone. She gave a soft drink, and the sword technique became faster and faster, blending and gathering, and it was no longer a sword technique with a sword beam. Three sword techniques appeared alternately on the three sword beams.

　　 An Lan's mind showed the scene of her practicing sword in the backyard over and over again. The sword was getting faster and faster and more rounded. When approaching the limit. There was a bang in her head, as if a layer of paper had been punctured, everything became clear, her sword slowed down, but the changes were even more bizarre.

　　 "Damn it, suddenly!" The paper man cursed and was about to take An Lan, but she didn't expect her to break through at this moment.

　　 build the base three floors.

　　 Ziyang sword technique and Yunhai ethereal sword broke through at the same time.

　　An Lan smiled, her smile was as pure as snowflakes, but this smile made the five members of the evil sect shocked.

　　 "Be careful!" The paper man just reminded, the sword and the light were one. It was too late when he shouted, the sword light pierced through five people, and finally rushed to Chen Bing in the air.

　　Chen Bing suddenly felt a sword qi rushing towards him, and he blocked it with magic techniques, but this distraction quilt Zijing seized the opportunity and hit his abdomen with all his strength. With this blow, Zijing produced ten successes. Chen Bing's armor shattered and flew back a hundred meters, and immediately fled when the situation was wrong. He didn't run far, but a big bubble that didn't know where it came from sucked him into it.

　　 He tried his best to break the bubble.

　　 Unable to breathe in the bubble, Chen Bing struggled, and the dignified master Jin Dan was suffocated alive!

　　 This method of death is really awkward.

　　Chen Bing died, and the remaining five people were not afraid, and they were quickly cleaned up by An Lan Zijing and Xiao Hong.

The house where 　　 Zijing lives is already in ruins, and such a big movement has attracted the attention of other people in the village. Afraid of causing unnecessary trouble, An Lan burned the body and house and stepped on the flying sword.

　　 "Big brother, let's go."

　　zi respectfully nodded and left together.

　　 Not long after they left, two punks emerged from the yard opposite. "Gouzi, you read that right, the woman who just offered a reward in the black market?"

　　 "Brother, there is absolutely nothing wrong." The **** called Gouzi replied affirmatively.

　　 "The last time the master asked us to stare at the man, it was true. Let's go and get the reward." After speaking, they found the town.

　　 An Lan and Zi Jing found a secluded place to stop. As soon as they stabilized their feet, An Lan held the quilt tightly in his arms.

　　 Zijing hugged her so tightly that she was almost out of breath.

　　 "Big brother, I'm almost out of breath." She pushed but couldn't move.

　　"Just a moment." Zijing's voice was choked.

　　 He cried.

　　 Anlan's hand slowly stretched out behind his back and stroked it~IndoMTL.com~Big brother, don't worry about me. "

　　 "It's okay." After a while, Zijing let go of her, but turned his back. He didn't want An Lan to see him crying. The man cried ugly.

　　 After adjusting his mood, he slowly turned around, but his eyes were a little red.

　　 "Look at me, it's still the same as before." An Lan jumped and made funny faces and put on some strange poses, Zi Jing burst into laughter. The big palms covered the top of her head, and she shaved her hair lightly.

　　 "You, the boss is not too young, he looks like a child."

　　 "Who made me a junior sister? A mature and stable senior brother is enough." An Lan stuck out his tongue.

　　"Master...Is it okay..." There was a big hole in Bai Yinyi's body. Thinking of Bai Yinyi's injury and rushing to rescue her that day, her heart pierced.

　　 "Master didn't hurt the vital point. Just a few days of self-cultivation. When I went down the mountain, the injury was more than half healed." Hearing that Bai Yinyi was okay, An Lan finally let go of the stone in his heart.

　　 She didn't want Zijing and Bai Yinyi to be harmed because of her.

　　子jing rashly went down the mountain to find her, what should I do if Chen Bing really surrounds her this time?

　　 thinking, An Lan hit Zijing's chest with a pink fist. "Big brother, idiot."

　　 finished speaking, tears welled up.

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　　 Today everyone’s pink is too strong, it seems that we will add more birds tomorrow.

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