Chapter 667: Three Heroes Unparalleled

"Kunlun Twelve Feiyan Fingers" is the inheritance of talking and laughing.

It is a fingering method, and it is also a knife technique that can be approached and far away.

It is divided into three parts: the heart eye, the finger knife, and the delphinium.

Its central eye is the combination of eyesight, finger skills, and divine sense, and the theory is that it can clamp any weapon that comes to attack.

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The shadow of the sword is hazy!

The sword is piercing!

The blade of the sword is in the air!

The sword is out of the sky!

The Hidden Sword Villa is a peerless - Flying Shadow Hazy Sword!

This is Yun Feiyang's strongest sword.

Irresistible, unpredictable.

Yun Feiyang has 120,000 points of confidence, under his sword, the opponent is not spared.

Especially when the opponent is empty-handed, there is no possibility of even resisting.

However!

In the face of such an unstoppable sword, Tan Xiao only stretched out two fingers.

Ordinary two fingers, but they are the most powerful weapon for talking and laughing!

Simple single clip.

The sword was held securely between the two fingers of the talker and the laugher.

All might, all tricks, dissipated into invisibility.

Be terribly alarmed!!

Yun Feiyang never thought that his move would be broken so easily.

Subconsciously, Yun Feiyang ran through his arm, and he wanted to draw out the long sword, which may be the first reaction of all those whose weapons are clamped.

The unhindered sword was withdrawn.

But Jian Feng was still caught between the two fingers of the joke.

Suddenly!

The power to draw the sword back is displaced!!

It was those two ordinary fingers that changed the direction of the sword's retraction.

The blade of the sword is horizontal, and the blade is like cold.

Yun Feiyang watched as the blade of the long sword approached his throat.

It's like a tug-of-war between two people.

One side suddenly let go, and the other side was under two forces, and there was no possibility of change, so he could only be knocked to the ground by his own strength.

Talking and laughing is to use the power of Yun Feiyang's sword drawing, and then gently add the power of change.

Pull out a thousand pounds in four or two.

It can be said that Yun Feiyang used his own strength to wipe the sword on his neck.

Bloody!

Yun Feiyang's eyes straightened, and his face was full of unwillingness.

At this time, the sword-to-sword conversation on the right also came to an end.

A little crimson appeared in Pan Xiaofeng's eyebrows, making his originally handsome face look a little demonic.

Pan Xiaofeng's eyes were normal, and he didn't even seem to have time to be surprised, and his brain was robbed of his function by a sword in the center of his eyebrows.

A little red dust laughs at mercy.

There has never been mercy in Du Feng's sword, and letting the enemy walk without pain is the greatest mercy.

Collect the sword.

Du Feng glanced at Tan Xiao, sighed unprecedentedly, and said:

"Still not as fast as you. ”

Tan Xiao turned his head sideways, smiled slightly and said:

"Not necessarily, maybe I can't hold your sword. ”

Du Feng shook his head lightly, and sighed again: "I can't know in this life." ”

You may not understand this if you change it, but you know the meaning of talking and laughing.

They are brothers and sisters, although they usually practice together, but the difference between practice and life and death duel is too great.

Du Feng couldn't use his sword with all his strength, and naturally he didn't know if Tan Xiao could hold his sword.

While the two were chatting.

The fight on the left came to an abrupt halt, and a terrible scream rang out.

Su Yang died a miserable death, and his death looked ugly.

None of his body was intact, and if someone counted them, there would be at least a thousand stab wounds on his body.

And Su Yang did not die of a knife wound, but of fear!

Die of excessive bleeding!

Wang Shi was just very kind enough to help him make up for the last slash.

Ten thousand blades hide mercy.

Wang Shi's knife technique can't kill people, but will only help people relieve their pain in the end.

With the death of three of the eight sons of the Tibetan Sword, the entire Tibetan Sword disciple collapsed.

There were even those who raised their hands on the spot and surrendered.

The more proud people are, the more likely they are to collapse when their pride is shattered.

After the battle, Chiaki Yiye counted it, and there were more than a hundred people who surrendered alone.

"What should I do?"

Qianqiu Yiye asked to talk and laugh, and the latter smiled calmly:

"The South China Sea is so big, there is always a need for some people, these people are not weak in martial arts, at most they will never set foot on the Wuchao continent again, do you think I am right?"

......

Fan Zimo's iron ruler heavy sword slashed from the top of Jun's unrepentant head to his waist.

However!

There is no disembowelment and blood as imagined.

Fan Zimo was first happy, and then frowned, he himself felt that the power coming from the sword was wrong.

It's like it's not people that struck it, but air.

The figure dissipated.

There was a voice from the side:

"It's so dangerous, your trick is so closely connected, how many years have you been practicing?"

Fan Zimo: "Start with a small practice." ”

Jun nodded without regret and shook the chain in his hand.

"Bang la~~~" There was a sound.

The three-zhang long chain is connected to the giant sword.

Fan and Peng subconsciously took two steps back, and their intuition told them that Jun did not regret his next move.

With a wicked smile, Jun asked again without regret:

"Looking at your swordsmanship, it is different from the number of paths in the Hidden Sword Villa, and it is more biased towards Qimen. ”

Peng Zihua couldn't help but replied:

"What do you want to say?"

"Don't worry, let's talk first" Jun said indifferently, but the momentum on his body was constantly rising.

Feeling the coercion from the opposite side, Fan Zimo swallowed his saliva and said in a deep voice:

"Yes, our master is not from the Tibetan Sword Villa, but the Tibetan Sword Villa is kind to our master, so we joined the villa. ”

"I see, that's good!"

Jun does not regret the good word exit, and the giant sword rises like a flying star, rotating with the chain.

Suddenly, the wind was blowing!

The fallen leaves were rolled up and swirled along the giant sword.

The whole scene is like creating a vortex of air currents.

"Boom!!"

The sound of explosions rang out everywhere, and the area within a radius of three feet was like a cluster bomb falling.

Trees were uprooted, and fallen leaves, residual wood, soil surface, gravel, everything within these three zhang was rolled up.

From the sky, it looks like a nebula vortex has formed below.

Inside the vortex is a blender that relies on manpower, and everything in it is crushed.

Young!

The nebula stopped, and everything was calm.

Fan and Peng were embarrassed and undecided.

The moment they were caught in the whirlpool, they thought they were dead.

Just look at the three-zhang clearing, the woods are gone, the fallen leaves are gone, leaving only a bright clearing.

It has to be said that it is a miracle to survive.

However, Fan and Peng knew that it was not luck, but the mercy of the other party's subordinates.

"Why don't you kill us?" Fan Zimo asked.

Jun smiled and replied:

"It's not easy to die, just wipe your neck with a sword. ”

Fan Zimo looked at Jun Buregret seriously, and said, "You know that this is not what I asked. ”

Jun did not regret it and was serious, and said: "You are abandoned children, and it is clear that the purpose is to gain time, and the goal is achieved, as for whether you live or die depends on yourself." ”

Peng Zihua suddenly asked, "Why are you saying this to us?"

With a shake of his hand, the Juque Sword was withdrawn, and Jun said with a smile:

"You don't look like you're going to die. ”

Fan and Peng were silent all of a sudden.

Indeed, if they were really under the Hidden Sword Villa, Eldest Sun Ru would not have sent them the task of this abandoned son.

Jun didn't regret smiling, and he smiled brightly, as if his master was smiling to the sky.

"Your task is to buy time, so let's talk, and you've completed your mission. ”