Ku Rong Zhen Qi and Xue Po Dao once fought each other, but after twenty years, Yin Yang became one in her body.

Zhou Fei felt a little complicated for a while.

Jiulongsou's expression flickered for a moment, he put away his short sword, cupped his hands at her, and said politely: "I don't know that the girl is a descendant of Nandao, so I have offended a lot. Excuse me, we are making a big deal here. Many of these people have no eyes on their swords, and they will inevitably hurt them by mistake. The girl can take yours with you... Hey, that friend will take a step first, see you in the future, and I will apologize to you again. "

Zhou Fei: "..."

The old man in Jiulong just kept saying that those who live in the store have to sit in a row. This will turn into "great and grudge has nothing to do with the girl." After hearing the three words "Snowbreaker", the first reaction is to kill the mouth and kill him. Not moving, it turned into "I don't know if the girl is a descendant of Nan Dao".

The word "hehe" was even more obscene. "Friend" was spit out of his mouth, and it was sullied from "month" to "again", and he was able to be ashamed until Cangjie began to compose characters.

Zhou Fei had never heard of a person who could put so much fart in a sentence.

The cook beside him who was silent for a long time opened his mouth and said, "Since the old man of Jiulong has said something, little girl, you can leave as soon as you can. You were implicated by me for no reason. I'm really sorry."

Xie Yun folded his arms in front of his chest and didn't say a word, but laughed first.

However, Zhou Fei said without leaving a face: "The legs are on me, I want to come or I want to go, I don't need earthworms to command."

Xie Yun nodded in approval and said, "Although my sister is neither big nor small, she often beats her brother, but it is very pleasant to listen to her."

Jiulong's cheeks tensed, and then he smiled and said without a smile: "Okay, there is a way in heaven, you don't go, and there is no way to break in in the underworld. Since the two of you don't want to face - the two swords of the north and the south are gathered here today, I am here. Those of the Qinglong lineage should learn from it, please, please."

With this order, the living dead people behind him immediately blocked the door of the inn in a well-trained manner and quickly formed an array.

Unlike the Suzaku master Mu Xiaoqiao, who is a sheep for his subordinates, the Qinglong master does not like to do it himself, and is best at gang fights. Yes, it is excellent for dealing with the master of the order.

Zhou Fei didn't know how powerful she was. Her mind was mostly taken up by the words "North and South Double Knife". She looked at the chubby shopkeeper in shock, and then looked at the haggard cook. She didn't know what the "North" meant. who is it.

At that time, the two swords in the north and the south were called "Shuangjue".

In the middle of Shu, you can't see even a single snow slag all year round, but the nandao is icy and cold, like the north wind blowing snow. Outside the fortress, except for the wind and sand, there are cattle and sheep, but the swordsmanship is extremely soft.

Li Zheng traveled very widely, and later raised the banner of the Forty-Eight Villages, which is even more famous all over the world. In comparison, the old Guan Feng Guan is not very fond of world affairs. He is more than ten years older than Li Zheng. There were some legends in the early years. Since the rebellion in the old capital, he has never entered the border again, and gradually became a legend. By now, he must have died as an ordinary old shepherd in the wasteland.

Xie Yun turned serious, and said to the cook, "Dare to ask if the senior is the descendant of the Northern Knife—Ji Yun and Shen Ji?"

The "cook" didn't expect that a young man could reveal his name in one sentence, so he was slightly taken aback, and then he smiled bitterly: "Ashamed, my surname is Ji, and now I'm a waste person, I dare not smear the reputation of my master, 'Beijing The heirs of the sword never dare to take it."

The little white face who was kidnapped by the fat shopkeeper sneered next to him: "It's not that he has no face, and you ask him, do you dare to use a knife?"

Ji Yunshen lowered his head and said, "That's right, I made a solemn oath that I would abolish martial arts, and I would never use knives or use force against others for the rest of my life."

Zhou Fei was stunned and couldn't help but ask, "When you don't use force with others, what if someone else wants to kill you?"

Ji Yunshen's brows moved slightly, and with a white cloth on his face, he could cry with sorrow, and said softly to Zhou Fei, "Just let him kill it."

His voice fell, and the little white face had already screamed viciously: "Then why don't you hurry up and die? The people in this inn, who died here today, are all implicated by you, why don't you die?"

Ji Yun listened, and his expression seemed to be even darker. He slowly bent down and picked up the small arrow shot down by Zhou Fei from the ground.

Xie Yun always felt that there was a look of "enough life" on his face, suspecting that he would stab the small arrow in his throat in the next moment, and hurriedly said: "Even if you die, Jiulongsou will not let us go. Yes, when did the living and the dead ever speak the truth?"

When the little white face heard it, he let out a laugh: "Of course, when it comes to martial arts, Jiulong Sou may not be able to rank, but when it comes to ruthlessness, he rarely meets an opponent, don't say that you die once, you die once. Thousands, 10,000 times, don't delay the old man's murder!"

Zhou Fei was at a loss listening to him bark a lot of nonsense, but she didn't understand whether this little white face wanted Ji Yun to die or he wanted him to live. She suspects that people in the living and dead have problems with their brains - they can't follow their own ideas, and they always talk and play with their own face!

Jiulongsou gave the little white face a cool look, and suddenly let out a sharp whistle, the formation behind him suddenly moved and rushed towards the people in the inn.

When it comes to fighting, Zhou Fei never looks at other people's actions.

With this move, she discovered the difficulty of these people. These Qinglong sects are obviously well-trained and have a degree of advance and retreat. They are like a big net that entangles people. Breaking the formation is usually broken one by one, but against these people, once If you go deeper, the "net" will shrink according to the force, kill one person, and another person will immediately make up for it, no more, no less, methodical, like a group of well-organized ants, and there are still many people waiting outside the inn. They are ready to enter the battle in order at any time. They are all mediocre in martial arts, but when they get together, they form a "giant". Everyone is just a hair on a giant's body, and it doesn't hurt to die no matter how much.

In this inn, whether it is big or small, it just makes this "people net" overflowing.

After Zhou Fei hesitated for a while, seven or eight weapons were pressed against her knife, and the two people behind her immediately took up the positions of their companions and rushed towards her from four angles.

Only Xie Yun shouted: "Above!"

Zhou Fei heard the sound of her wrist parting, reversed Kurong's infuriating energy, and slammed the long sword forward, stabbed a Qinglong cultist to death on the spot, and then used the word "wind" to make fourteen strikes in the blink of an eye, knocking the man into the net. Bī retreated for a moment, his whole body suddenly jumped up, his toes rested a little on the shoulders of a Qinglong group, and then he climbed the wooden steps on the second floor, breaking free from the entangled mountains and seas.

She looked down at the large number of Qinglong cultists below, her scalp was a little numb, and her brows could not help wrinkling. Unexpectedly, when she turned around, she saw that Xie Yun had found a "feng shui treasure land" early - the one in the middle of the air. In the folder, there are wooden pillars in the front and back, so you can hide or hide, very carefree, and immediately rolled your eyes.

Xie Yun showed her head, grinned at her, and said, "It's not difficult to break the formation, listen to me, first seal the doors and windows to prevent them from filling people, and then remember the words "Hurry up, don't break it, and then keep it secret." The net is also afraid of fire, so it is not enough to be afraid of.”

Zhou Fei heard him talk so easily, but it was all nonsense. If you want to seal the doors and windows, you must first have someone go deep into the formation and cut a long opening. Cooperate with the Qinglong disciples, and then cooperate with the people in the inn.

Zhou Fei said angrily: "What kind of bad idea, you can do it!"

Xie Yunquan didn't agree with her heroic spirit when she wanted to stay, and immediately shrank his head and said, "I can't."

Zhou Fei: "..."

The surname Xie is really a person who can bend and stretch.

She looked down, and the fat shopkeeper nodded at the little white-faced xué, and threw him to Ji Yunchen to take care of him, trying his best to deal with the old man in Nine Dragons.

Zhou Fei gritted her teeth and said in her heart, "A dead horse should be a doctor for a fire horse."

She brought the unawareness to the extreme, tearing a hole in the big net of the Qinglong Cultists. However, when he approached the door several times, he was always filled with people.

Ren Wang kept shrinking behind her, Zhou Fei felt anxious, the knife in her hand was about to become an afterimage, but she always felt that the more she resisted, the weaker she became.

At this moment, Na Ji Yunchen suddenly said: "Girl, a routine of swordsmanship is dead, but people are alive. Nandao is Senior Li's sword, you are you, you are too rigid about the unique skills of predecessors."

Zhou Fei was getting restless, and her anger was already high. After hearing this big and unwarranted sentence, she thought, "What nonsense is it?"

The author has something to say: Fat shopkeeper is not a senior brother, Duan Jiuniang is so thorny, how can there be such a kind senior brother?

☆、Chapter 48

Ji Yunchen's speech was a little out of breath, but his tone was very calm, as if the heroes and demons beside him had beaten human heads into dog heads, but he couldn't shake his dead calm.

The legendary descendant of the Northern Sword said: "There are nine types of Xuebreaker. Pi', 'impermanence', 'wufeng', when I was young, I was fortunate enough to meet Senior Li, thinking that his sword was in the hands of Wufeng, and the snow-breaking knife was in the hands of Master Li. I happened to be fortunate enough to meet her once, her sword is so beautiful, little girl, you are neither Senior Li nor the head of Li, which style is your sword?"

Zhou Fei first felt that this person had no spirit at all, and he didn't say anything even after so many people were tired, so she saw that he was a little angry and didn't want to listen to his nagging, but then she didn't know what was going on, but she actually listened to it inexplicably. , and when she heard the passages of "Wu Feng" and "Wu Pei", Zhou Fei felt as if an iron wedge had cut open her skull. Even if it wasn't a 'Dai Go' empowerment, at least it could be regarded as a sesame oil empowerment.

She couldn't help but paused in her hand, and was almost blocked in the crowd by the surrounded Qinglongzhong.

Zhou Fei thought: "Yes, when my grandfather died, my mother was not much older than me. She might have learned what kind of bear with that snow-breaking knife. She said that the snow-breaking knife was 'invincible', and it was inherited from the ancestors. I don’t have to make it up myself, why am I taking it as a guide?”

Since Zhou Fei came down from the mountain, she has not only seen eyes and knowledge.

In the past, she regarded Li Jinrong as a goal that she wanted to surpass in her dreams. On the one hand, Zhou Fei felt that the head of Li was nothing special. Sooner or later, there would be a day when she could easily grab the long whip from her mother's hand. On the other hand, Zhou Fei had an indescribable dependence on Li Jinrong—she subconsciously believed that even if the sky fell, as long as the head of Li was still there, the Forty-Eight Villages would not be buried in it, so she said Her words must be irrefutable and indisputable, the kung fu she taught must be the most authoritative, and Zhou Fei cared very much about her evaluation.

But this time, it seems to be the other way around.

Zhou Fei saw with her own eyes countless hardships in the world that she could not have imagined, and personally took on a little... Compared with Li Jinrong's insignificant responsibilities and pressures, she realized that Li Da's family is indeed amazing.

On the contrary, Li Jinrong's kung fu, although it is also first-class, but in this world, there are still top-notch masters such as the Four Demons of the Mountain of Living Dead, the Big Dipper, and even the Ku Rong Shou, and the master of Li may not be able to stand out.

This thought popped into Zhou Fei's heart. The original frame of the nine-style snowbreaker seemed to suddenly fall apart in her heart. Zhou Fei didn't even think about it. Going to the top, Zhou Fei slid over with the blade of the blade—just like she used a wicker to slip through the pulling wire countless times!

When she slipped to the end, the blade in Zhou Fei's hand suddenly stood up. The word "Broken" was ready to be launched. The person in front of her had no time to react, and was stabbed in the opposite direction by the knife like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

Zhou Fei kicked the corpse off the tip of her knife with one foot, then stretched out her hand to copy it, picked up the corpse's collar, and slammed it forward fiercely.

Although the world's formations are very different, some principles are fixed. Although Zhou Fei has never learned it systematically, she has a very high talent for fighting...especially group fights.

She knocked away the replacement, instead of walking forward, she took a step back, dangling her elbow, and placed it on the chin of a Qinglong cultist. , Zhou Fei slammed the back of the knife, followed his strength and swept out sideways, opening a small opening in the dense formation.

Seeing this, five or six Azure Dragon Cult members rushed forward to intercept it. Zhou Fei, like practicing the bone-shrinking technique, nimbly drilled through the fèng gap between them, like a stream of water that could not be grasped." The water had flowed halfway, but the knife in her hand suddenly turned her face, Zhou Fei turned back and slashed. After being stabbed, he lunged forward in severe pain, just in time to hit the swords of a few of his companions, and he became a piece of wax ròu with several sticks pierced on the spot.

Zhou Fei immediately punched him in the entire mountain and sea formation, opening a hole. And she was already at the door.

At this time, I only heard Liang Shang Xie Yun shouting: "What about your 'Bone Gu San'?"

His voice fell, Zhou Fei had already raised her sleeves knowingly, and the Qinglong sect who were blocking the door heard this kind of intimidation.

Zhou Fei chopped off the ankles of the slow retreating person with a knife, slammed the door of the inn with a "bang", and swept the inn with a long knife back. The group of stupid hats who had been fooled just now finally came to their senses. They were about to ram into the door, but they didn't stop. Dangdang slammed into a handful of "Bu Zhou Feng" in front of him, blood splashed on the door, and more Several corpses were found, which became natural doorstops.

Xie Yun immediately shouted: "You are all staring blankly for something, the formation has been broken, it is not enough to be afraid of, why don't you fight back?"

In fact, the formation was not broken. It was just that Zhou Fei's speed was too fast, and the whole formation was restrained. At first glance, many people were standing in the wrong place. It's a pity that the old man in Jiulong was fighting with the fat shopkeeper, and he had no time to take care of him. Xie Yun's wicked words immediately took root, and immediately frightened the Qinglong Sect's ups and downs.

When the people in the inn who didn't have the strength to fight, immediately felt resentment and revenge, they attacked Zhou Fei, who was blocking the door, from both sides.

Xie Yun took the time to wink at Zhou Fei, and gave a thumbs up - you have the advantage of a three-foot green edge, I have a three-inch long tongue, and the cooperation is seamless.