Ning fan's eyes light up gradually, fine awn a flash, body shape Shu move.

The encirclement formed by Huang Fengtu's free combat collapses suddenly. The next second, Ning fan appears on the right side of Huang Fengtu, and the unknown sword splits out in the air.

The red blade suddenly cut a wound on Huang Fengtu's waist, and the blood light rose to the sky.

"Ah Huang Fengtu let out a scream subconsciously. He only felt that a sense of domineering sword combined with other forces ran into the meridians from the wound, and quickly gathered in the Dantian field to destroy Huang Fengtu completely.

Huang Fengtu looks panicked and retreats quickly. Ning fan follows up in time. The nameless sword brushes. The blade is sharp and the blade is sharp.

"Huang Fengtu, this time I'll see if it's you or me." Ning fan gritted his teeth and said that he was obviously very angry at Huang Fengtu's repeated tricks.

"If you want to kill me, you may not think it's too beautiful." Huang Fengtu gritted his teeth and struggled, but only he understood the hardships.

He knew that Ning fan's Kung Fu was very strange, especially the powerful phagocytosis of Qi. If he was touched by it, he had to dissolve it immediately.

This time, it was not only the strange spirit, but also the intention of crazy Dao. The two forces combined into one, and its power was even more terrible.

If he doesn't recuperate and dissolve carefully immediately, these two forces will cause fatal damage to him.

Huang Fengtu and fight and retreat, the pace has some confusion, Sanshou power is also gradually weakening.

Jian 73 looked at each other. No one expected that Huang Fengtu would lose so quickly and so tragically.

The three look at Ning fan in different ways, and their eyes focus on the nameless sword again.

Jian Si asked dully, "elder martial brother, do you know the origin of this sword? Why do I think this sword is weird? "

The sword shook his head and said, "there are many swords in the world, but I have never heard of such swords. You can see that the body of the sword was in the color of ordinary metal at the beginning, but after he used his martial arts, it turned out that his whole body was red, and the power of the blazing blade was very mysterious. "

Jian Qi's eyes changed, and suddenly said, "this sword is really strange. You and I are both experts in using swords. When we use swords, we won't let the sword body change like this. You and I can't see the whole picture of master's swordsmanship, but the sword will not change in this way, because master doesn't like this fancy swordsmanship. "

Jian nodded his head and said, "my younger martial brother has a point, and his sword moves are strange. I don't think it's the sword technique, but the sword technique."

Jian Si echoed: "that's true. It should be the sword technique, not the sword technique."

Sword seven surprised a way: "knife technique?"

"Younger martial brother, you are very proficient in swordsmanship, but you have been hesitating in swordsmanship all the time, so you don't know much about other kinds of martial arts in the world. There are many powerful Sabre techniques in the world. For example, the sabre saint is as famous as master, and his" crazy Sabre technique "is famous. Although I can't see through which sect's Dao technique Ning fan used, it's definitely Dao technique. " Jianyi explained patiently.

Jian Qi couldn't help laughing. His face and eyes were full of smiles. He said playfully, "ha ha, elder martial brother, you and I have been immersed in sword techniques all the year round, but I didn't expect that sword techniques can also have such power when used on swords."

Jian Yi shook his head and said, "younger martial brother, you are not right. Although I don't know this Dao technique, it must be unique in the world. However, no matter the sword technique or the sword, it didn't give full play to its strength. If one day, let this person find a set of sword skills to match this sword, then his strength will surely go to a higher level. "

After this, Jianqi nodded involuntarily and obviously agreed with Jianyi.

"Younger martial brother, are we going to help the elder martial uncle?" Sword a inquires a way.

Jian Qi's eyes were more and more intriguing, and even had a bad smile. He said faintly, "elder martial brother, uncle, this crisis is only temporary. Let's wait and see what happens."

Jian Yi and Jian Si look at each other and see the smile in each other's eyes. Their heart says that the elder martial uncle scolds the younger martial brother unintentionally, which makes him feel disgusted. The younger martial brother is good at everything, just because he has a heart of hatred for evil under his shy appearance. He clearly wants to see the elder martial uncle suffer a little bit, and is willing to help him.

But they had no choice, because when they left Jianzong, the God of sword told them that they should obey the arrangement of Jianqi for their great affairs outside.

Although this arrangement is unexpected to many outsiders, it is reasonable for people in Jianzong.

Because they know the younger martial brother and the inside story, and they will do whatever the teacher tells them.

Huang Fengtu was in a state of confusion. Ning fan is more courageous in the war and releases his former depression and anger.

Today, he is more and more proficient in the control of the unknown sword. Although he uses the crazy sword to defend the sword, he can't give full play to the power of the unknown sword, but against Huang Fengtu at the moment, he has completely gained the upper hand.

If Huang Fengtu had a demon village in hand, it might be like the smiling face Buddha. The two magic weapons could compete with each other, and they might be able to compete with each other.

Huang Fengtu's forehead has exuded cold sweat, and his pupils are filled with sword light. He doesn't step back, which makes him calm and calm. He talks and laughs freely and turns into flying ash.

The blade of the nameless sword cuts to Huang Fengtu's shoulder from top to bottom. Huang Fengtu dodges quickly, but the nameless sword is like a maggot of tarsal bone. He has no way to get rid of it.

Seeing the unknown sword approaching, Huang Fengtu could not retreat. The next moment, it seemed that his whole shoulder had been cut off. At that time, his Sanshou could not be called Sanshou. How powerful could his one armed Sanshou be?

Huang Fengtu's heart is about to die. He never dreamed that there would be today. He was sad and unwilling to roar: "am I going to die like this? No, I'm not willing to."

Shua!

A sword light lights up without warning. This sword light is unremarkable and seems to blend with the air and the surrounding environment.

But Ning fan found it, in the heart of a Lin, nameless sword attack did not stop.

Ding!

His shoulders were humming and trembling.

Ning fan stops the unknown sword and stands still. She looks at the person in front of her. The sword in her hand has disappeared without a trace. Her eyes look complicated. She stares at Ning fan and wants to say nothing.

Ning fan's brow picked to pick, say: "sword crazy, you really want to save him?"

Jian Chi didn't look back at Huang Fengtu. He still looked directly at Ning fan and took a deep breath. He said, "the old man raised me from childhood and taught me swordsmanship. I can't watch him be killed."

When Huang Fengtu heard the speech, he was still angry, but he was overjoyed and breathed a long breath. With the help of Jian Chi, he has the confidence to defeat Ning fan completely.

Jian 73 did not pay attention to their conversation, but stared at Jian Chi's hand.

With their deep understanding of Tibetan swordsmanship, they were surprised by their mysterious sword.