Ye Yinfeng's gaze moved from the two of them to the ground, and he saw a figure lying quietly on the ground, waiting for him to take a closer look. But now Ning Bugui was lying on the ground, unconscious, and he didn't smell any blood, he only felt that Ning Bugui's breathing was even, and he didn't seem to be hurt. He couldn't help but wonder in his heart, how could Ning Bugui appear here? &1t;/p>

Sensing that the two people in this courtyard were extraordinary, Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng glanced at each other, and they were not sure what Ning Bugui's relationship was with these two people. Although Ning Bugui only had a few connections with them, they still had a good impression of Ning Bugui from the bottom of their hearts, and Ning Bugui had also helped Ling Tianyun in Tianjing Pass. The two of them secretly made up their minds to rescue this unlucky killer first. &1t;/p>

The old knife saw that Ye Yinfeng's gaze fell on Ning Bugui's body, and his heart was also tight. From the faces of the two teenagers, he couldn't see anything, and he was even more unsure why the two teenagers would set their eyes on Ning Bugui. Ning Bugui is a killer, and his enemies are also numerous, he can't help but secretly think in his heart, could it be that these two teenagers are here to seek revenge. For the unconscious Ning Bugui, he was going to rescue him, but the two teenagers came by coincidence, so he could only put Ning Bugui down temporarily. &1t;/p>

A strange atmosphere was permeating, and people on both sides regarded Ning Bugui as the focus of their eyes, but the unconscious king of killers didn't know anything about it. If he knew that Ye Yinfeng and Ling Tianyun had come to this courtyard, he would definitely shout that his good luck had returned. It's just that he is still unconscious, and the brilliant light and dead light in his mind occupy it, so that he can't wake up for a while. &1t;/p>

The little mute stood behind the old knife, his curious gaze was not concealed at all, and he kept looking at the two teenagers, and he also had a sense of loss in his heart, how could he not see that fairy-like woman. However, he saw that the old knife and the two young men had unkindness in their eyes, and he didn't know what to do. The two teenagers gave him the feeling that they were not bad people, but Lao Dao was a neighbor who had been with him for many years. He didn't know what he should do, so he could only look at it curiously. &1t;/p>

Ye Yinfeng's figure flashed, and he swept towards the unconscious Ning Bugui, his figure floated up like the wind, and he had already grasped the iron sword that was behind him in his hand. He knew that the middle-aged rough man in front of him would not let him get his wish, and he and Ling Tianyun had already cooperated many times, so when his figure swept up, Ling Tianyun's figure straddled between the old knife and Ning Bugui. &1t;/p>

The old knife's eyes shrank slightly, and as he expected, the two teenagers were still coming for Ning Bu. In this remote Maple Grove Town, it should be very rare to imagine such an amazing teenager. If they weren't in trouble, they wouldn't have entered this Maple Grove Town alone. &1t;/p>

Just as Ling Tianyun crossed the air, he only felt that the middle-aged man rolled up the firewood knife in his hand and flitted, only to see his figure flash, dragging several afterimages in the night sky, enveloping him. And the firewood knife in the middle-aged man's hand seemed to have an infinite magic power, rolling up a dead breath and surging towards him, and the incomparably strong energy surged out from the seemingly ordinary firewood knife. &1t;/p>

Ling Tianyun had no choice but to raise the Xingze Treasure Knife in his hand and slash towards the several dead and heavy qi in the air, his Shen Xiong's posture condensed with a fierce temperament, and the Xingze Treasure Knife in his hand let out a soft groan. The faint light of the Dao Dao burst out all around him, but what he didn't expect was that he only felt that his eyes were empty, and the sword power of the treasure knife in his hand had fallen, and when he reacted, the figure of the middle-aged man had disappeared, and a trace of bad feeling suddenly welled up in his heart. &1t;/p>

Ye Yinfeng's body fell lightly and landed beside Ning Bugui, he reached out and fished it out, wanting to Ning Bugui in his hand. And just when he lowered his head, he only felt a strong qi behind him attacking him, and he didn't think about it, the iron sword stirred out a roaring sword qi and swept behind him. Just as he was delaying, he saw a figure shoot in great pain. &1t;/p>

But it was the rough middle-aged man, Ye Yinfeng suddenly felt anxious in his heart, raised the iron sword in his hand and rolled towards the figure. The swords of the swords turned into a net of heaven and earth, like a wisp of fresh breeze blowing on the face, but the wisp of wind was extremely sharp, rolling up the dead leaves on the ground, twisting the dead leaves into countless pieces, floating in the night. The ghostly iron sword, the rolled sword rose straight up, and the ghostly firewood knife was like a terrifying sword shadow, turning into an artifact that opened the sky and split the earth. &1t;/p>

The surging energy collided together, and the sound of swishing energy hitting each other was endless, and the two were only fighting for the first time in a hurry, but both of them were shocked in their hearts. The intertwined aura, the dancing long sword and short knife, I saw two figures moving under the night sky, faster and faster, while the other figure was stunned at first, but quickly reacted, his sword lit up, his body turned, and he also joined the battlefield. &1t;/p>

The identity of the other party has not yet been determined, and there is a line left in the hands of both sides, not desperately fighting. Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng were more and more frightened, they didn't expect that there would be such a master in this remote Fenglin Town, although the two of them had reached the Near-Heaven Realm, they still felt that there was still some distance from that middle-aged man. This middle-aged man is obviously a master among the masters, and every time he keeps a line, and he is also up to the point. And they also found that this middle-aged man was good at assassination, and the firewood knife in his hand was almost no less than any treasure blade divine soldier. &1t;/p>

Lao Dao was also shocked in his heart, such a young but extraordinary young man, although he did not use ten percent of his strength, but these two teenagers did not go all out. These two young names have obviously cooperated for a long time, one defending and one attacking, and one attacking and defending, and there is no gap to take advantage of in the conversion. The most surprising thing for him was that the exercises of these two teenagers were completely different, the young man in the dark clothes had a pure and yang-like aura on his body, while the blue-shirted boy had a soft and natural aura like the wind. One is rigid and one is soft, which seems to contain the endless avenue, so that he can't find the flaws of these two teenagers for a while. &1t;/p>

There was a faint cold air in the shadow of the sword and sword, and the three intertwined figures suddenly gathered and dispersed, only the condensed night blew a biting cold wind. Dozens of rounds later, the three of them all had a sense of admiration in their hearts, and Ye Yinfeng and Ling Tianyun began to dispel the doubts in their hearts, they no longer doubted the middle-aged man, because the other party could seriously injure them a few times, but they stopped holding back. And Lao Dao's heart was even more relieved, after all, it was the back waves of the Yangtze River that pushed the front waves, and for these two such outstanding teenagers, he couldn't bear to be a killer. &1t;/p>

The little mute's heart was filled with inexplicable excitement, he felt that this was the real master, and the two young men with extraordinary bearing also left a heavy chrome mark in his heart. He seemed to see a ray of dawn penetrating in the night, making his chest surging with endless pride, the sword and the sword galloped through the rivers and lakes, and the blood and pride dyed the world, he felt that this was the real life. &1t;/p>

Ning Bugui only felt a cool air flow in his body, pulling him back from the chaos of vastness. He opened his eyes and saw two familiar faces, he couldn't help but roll his eyes a few times, he thought he was still in a coma, he could come to whatever he wanted, how could there be such a good thing in this world. And when his gaze swept over the two familiar faces, he saw a face with a playful sneer, and he knew that it was not a dream. &1t;/p>

Happiness came so suddenly that Ning Bugui almost didn't believe his eyes, he rolled his eyes, but his face couldn't help but show a happy smile. His luck has always been there, God still favors him very much, otherwise how could he wake up after a coma and see these two teenagers. Those two crazy women, when Lao Tzu's internal strength is unsealed, there are you who look good, and he can't help but secretly think in his heart. &1t;/p>

The monk's wide robe fluttered up in the night, and then fell gently, and he ran all the way towards the mountains outside the town of Maple Forest. Old Dao's determined and confident face flashed in his mind from time to time, making a wild anger rise in his heart. He has always wanted to become a living Buddha in the Western Regions, although he has not mentioned this ideal to his master, but this idea has always been rooted in his heart like a thorn. &1t;/p>

The mountain wind whistled in his ears, the branches of the trees swept under his feet with the falling leaves, and his heart was like a volcano that could burst at any moment. The unwillingness and resentment in his heart have been growing, making the letter and obsession in his heart deeper and deeper. Even though he has read all the women in the world, he still can't break through the shackles of his obsession, and his slightly immature face has become more and more fierce. &1t;/p>

"Cang, Cang, where did the little monk come from, full of spirit and the fragrance of a woman." An eerie voice sounded in the little monk's ears, making the little monk's heart tremble. He couldn't help but look around, only to see the dappled moonlight shining in the layers of trees, but he was not a single figure. He couldn't help but abandon the distracting thoughts in his mind, and stood calmly, only the sound of the whirring wind and the sound of the rattling branches dancing, but there was no human figure. &1t;/p>

"Pretending to be a ghost, where did the unsightly ghosts come from, and they also want to scare your Buddha." The little monk was furious in his heart, and he shouted around. And he himself was even more vigilant, and although there were many trees, and there were mountains all around, there were strange rocks everywhere, even if the man was hiding, he did not feel the slightest breath. Therefore, the person in the dark must be a master, at least a first-class master of light skills. &1t;/p>

"Little monk, the courage is quite big, the old man is hungry and panicked, you sent it to the door yourself. If the old man doesn't eat you raw, wouldn't it be a waste of God's care for the old man, tsk, this flesh is white and pure, and it must be delicious to eat raw, and the old man is already hungry and thirsty. The erratic voice sounded again, sometimes in the ears of the little monk, sometimes in the distance of the little monk. &1t;/p>

And when the little monk heard the words of the man in the dark, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Even though he was bold, he had never heard of eating people raw. But the little monk was not an ordinary mortal after all, he looked around again with his concentration and concentration, although he did not see the person hiding in the dark, but he also knew that the other party's fluttering tone was a little hoarse and decadent. That person must have suffered some serious internal injuries, and he has not fully recovered, as long as the other party is human, he has nothing to fear. &1t;/p>

"Pretending to be a ghost, your Buddha is here waiting for you to eat, as long as you are not afraid of breaking your old teeth." The little monk's shirt swung up, and a strong drum of true qi instantly filled the red robe, and he secretly held the golden manganese bowl in his hand. As soon as that person appeared, he would strike a fatal blow, and he didn't care if the other person was a human or a ghost. He already had a belly of anger in his heart, and just when someone came to provoke him, he killed the killer without mercy. &1t;/p>

"Tsk, tsk, what a bloody little monk, for such a vigorous spirit, the old man likes it tightly." A hazy figure suddenly appeared on the branch above the little monk. It was a hazy figure, a faint figure revealing a demonic madness, and the moonlight shone down from the figure, but it was not hindered in any way, and fell directly on the tree, and then penetrated through the branch to the ground. &1t;/p>

The little monk's eyes shrank slightly, but he rubbed his feet vigorously, and his figure shot towards the hazy figure like a cannonball shot out of the chamber, accompanied by the golden manganese bowl that he held tightly in his right hand. &1t;/p>

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