Chapter 322: Bullying

Chapter 322: Bullying

"Hey, Knife King, I think that knife is quite suitable for you."

Mr. Ghost Fan stared at the knife in the hand of the sword leader and said gloomily.

The Sword King didn't say a word.

The sword leader was also silent.

The two-meter broadsword moved first, followed by the winter snow, the night wind, the sad rain and the flowing water.

"Look for death!"

Mr. Ghost Fan made a judgment, and waved the black bone iron fan in his hand.

Suddenly, another gust of wind separated the sword leader from the four people.

With just three moves, Mr. Ghost Fan encircled the four of them in his offensive range.

As for the sword leader, it was the prey of the Mobei Sword King, and he didn't dare to grab it.

The sword king also used a Qimen big knife.

The knife is one meter three long and one meter wide!

The knife is shaped in a heart shape and is cut on both sides.

Right!

It is the kind of knife that butchers use to slaughter large animals.

The two of them exchanged knives and knives, fighting with sword energy, and no one dared to take a step closer to Lei Chi.

Blade Boss is crazy.

In the face of the grandmaster, show no weakness!

The Sword King was satisfied.

He's having fun fighting!

On Mr. Ghost Fan's side, it's a bit of a bully.

The wind is cloudy, and the iron fan is like a soul.

The night wind, the sad rain and the flowing water, the three of them can't get close to the ghost fan at all.

Between the grandmaster and Dacheng, the gap is too big.

Dongxue gathered twelve successes, and threw out ice crystals with both hands, but he was fanned by the ghost and knocked all the ice crystals back.

Not only did she fall for it, but even the other three were not spared.

Saw!

Mr. Ghost Fan's iron fan left his hand, spun and flew.

The shadow of the fan was like a black line, sweeping across Dongxue's slender neck, and a bright red appeared in the snow white of her neck.

This ruthless woman finally settled the account.

Putting the fan back, Mr. Ghost Fan didn't even bother to look at the three nocturnal winders who fell to the ground, he was now very interested in the group of people in white who were approaching, especially the man with silver hair in the middle.

Receiving Mr. Ghost Fan's gaze, he smiled at him and gestured at him with a 'friendly' smile.

Mr. Ghost Fan was stunned, he didn't understand what it meant, but he also knew that it was not a good intention, and hatred arose!

His Demon Devouring Sect adheres to the art of vertical and horizontal, and only wants to subvert the Martial Dynasty.

And to subvert the imperial court, the first priority is the rivers and lakes.

The layout of the Demon Devouring Sect in the rivers and lakes is not insignificant, and it has always been invincible.

I never thought that in Xipingzhou, I was a heel, and I was killed by this silver-haired kid.

Even one of his very important chess pieces, Baili Chengfeng, was destroyed by this silver-haired boy into a dead chess piece.

New hatred, old hatred!

Mr. Oni Fan flew up and fanned out in the air.

The wind is gusting!

I saw a beautiful figure emerging from the arms of the silver-haired man.

Tong Yanju is something, with a three-foot fan on his back, and his name is called: incense fan pendant.

Suddenly, behind the beautiful shadow, there is a momentum of Qingluan!

Flap your wings and volley!

The big fan opened, and a gust of wind was fierce.

The wind and the yin wind collide, the good and evil meet, and the tornado rises!

Like a flying dragon ascending to the sky, spinning and climbing!

The sky is connected to the sky, and the blue is falling.

The clouds in the sky are pulling down, and the grass and trees are uprooted!!

The ghost fan was shocked, his trick seems ordinary, and he knows best how much power it contains, a young woman who uses a fan can take it all!!

Falling to the ground, the ghost fan looked in front of him with a serious expression.

The silver-haired man has the posture of a fairy wind and bones, and there is a fairy-like woman on the left and right.

On the left, his eyes are drooping, but behind him there is an almost high-rise ice and snowstorm.

The two swords on the right are in his hands, and behind him is a manshu sawa in the shape of a solid shape.

Coupled with the previous fan girl, these are the three first-class top masters of Dacheng.

'The rumors are true, this Kunlun faction is really extraordinary!' the ghost fan pondered in his heart.

Although he is a grandmaster, even if he has the confidence to be able to beat Xiang Tianxiao, but with the addition of three first-class top masters, he has to weigh it in his heart.

"The surname is Xiang, you are a generation of grandmasters in vain!!, you even want a woman to help!!" Mr. Ghost Fan shouted.

Among the three girls, Hua Wuyan's personality is the most pungent, but she still has a delicate baby face, puts the big fan on her back, points to the ghost fan and shouts:

"You are a ghost, if you have the ability, let your junior sister come out to help you!"

It is only natural for the junior sister to help the senior brother.

The ghost fan's face was even more gloomy, and Hua Wuyan's words hit the sore spot in his heart.

Standing silently, Mr. Ghost Fan is also a dignified grandmaster, and he disdains to quarrel with women.

But Hua Wuyan didn't intend to let him go, and then said coquettishly:

"What's the matter, you don't have a sister, then it's okay to let your sister come out, and your aunt and grandmother will all follow!!"

At this moment, Mr. Ghost Fan was angry that the green tendons were exposed, and he was about to make a move.

Seeing that, Xiang Tianxiao took two steps, blocked in front of Hua Wuyan, smiled and clenched his fists, and said:

"Don't blame me, sir, I have three junior sisters, all of whom can be regarded as Xiang's three fiancées. ”

This is the first time that Xiang Tianxiao has declared his ownership of the three junior sisters in public.

For a time, the three girls were ashamed and delicate.

In the eyes of others, it is only felt that Chunlan and Qiuju are good at winning.

The ghost fan naturally saw it in his eyes, and his heart was even more depressed, but after listening to Xiang Tianxiao's words that seemed to be apologies, he finally temporarily pressed a bad breath on his chest.

Suddenly, Xiang Tianxiao said next:

"You really don't have a sister, not even a mother?"

The audience was stunned!

Mr. Ghost Fan is the first Buddha who was angry, and the second Buddha ascended to heaven.

Hearing this, Ji Yaohua said hatefully: "Sir, don't talk to him, he is deliberately ......"

A gust of wind rolled back, and Ji Yaohua was directly swept away.

At the same time, several 'ghost-like flying heads' emanated from the fan and directly crashed into several elite guards!

Suddenly, the guard's body was torn apart!

Whether it is friend or foe, they are all frightened and frightened, and subconsciously take a step back.

It can be seen that this ghost fan is already mad.

As soon as the momentum on his body was released, the 'flying head ghost momentum' ghost fan gritted his teeth and said: "The surname Xiang, you dare to insult me, I will skin you alive!"

"Stop!" Xiang Tianxiao shouted loudly, and said coldly:

"I'll just ask your master, why did you insult you, do you dare to report your teacher?!"

Another blow to the heart, red blood appeared on the face of the ghost fan, and he was already angry to the peak.

Beside him, Tan Xiao and other three heroes and five masters, each of them either carried back, or hugged, or clamped the underworld master who had lost his ability to move.

Tan Xiao hugged the sad rain back with both hands in the situation of 'princess hugging', and the latter looked at Tan Xiao with a look of shame.

handed over the sorrowful rain to an inner female disciple, talked and laughed next to Xiao Qingli, looked at the field and said softly:

"The real person in charge has always started fighting without saying a word, why do you ...... this time?"

Qingli pursed his mouth and replied in a low voice: "The master of the sect deliberately provoked him, how can there be a trace of distraction in the battle of the grandmaster." ”

On the other side, the Mobei Sword King, who was fighting in the field, forced the sword leader back with a knife, and interjected and shouted: "Don't be hit by the ghost fan!"

At this moment, the ghost fan could still hear it, and it rushed directly towards the sky with a smile.

Xiang Tian smiled, and smiled brightly.

In his eyes, the ghost fan was already a bunch of active soul power points.

The Mobei Sword King saw it in his eyes, and the sword technique in his hand suddenly strengthened.

On the other hand, the sword leader was not stunned at all, and the giant knife in his hand was also accelerated, just counting in a low voice:

"Six thousand six hundred and sixty-six moves. ”

"The flying dragon is in the sky!" As Xiang Tian laughed and shouted, his body flew up, and in the air, he shouted:

"Senior sister, flatten him!"

The three Raiders moved at the same time.

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