Chapter 635

This time, he went down the mountain for the first time under the command of his master, and met a man who let him make two swords in succession.

Jian Yi and Jian Si keep their eyes on Ning fan. They realize that their defeat is not accidental. The strength of this young man Ning fan is indeed higher than theirs.

They can't help feeling melancholy. How can young people today be so powerful that they can't live?

A small part of Jian Qi's steel sword has been dyed red. He can clearly feel that the mysterious force on the sword is swallowing his sword Qi. His heart is moving, and he knows that the competition of this power is his own weakness.

So he withdrew his sword without hesitation.

Whizz!

He quickly retreated, a red and a white sword light produced a violent explosion at the moment of separation.

Boom!

It was like a sword flying in the air, and all the tables and chairs in the hall became pieces.

Sword maniac four people are in the fierce sword Qi. They quickly use their skills to dissolve the sword Qi, and their eyes become more and more dignified when they look at Ning fan and Jian Qi.

The battle between the two men is strange and extremely dangerous. As a bystander, if one is not careful, he may become a fish in the pond.

When Jian Qi retreated, his arm shook, and the vitality on the steel sword was dispersed. As soon as the light of the sword flashed, the steel sword disappeared again.

Ning fan in the sword seven retreat of the moment, jump, avoid the explosion of strong airflow.

The strength of his feet whirled, making him walk on the ground in mid air. The nameless sword pierced the sky and came to Jianqi.

Hum!

The nameless sword is not only ringing, but also exuding a keen sense of war as if it were yearning for battle.

Ding!

Steel sword attack, gekai unknown sword, this sword seven know the strength, so dare not deadlock.

When the nameless sword was opened, the steel sword disappeared again. But in fact, the steel sword disappeared in the air. The color of the steel sword was so light that it became invisible, which was hard for ordinary people to find.

In fact, the steel sword has been driven straight into Ning fan's throat.

Ning fan's eyes narrowed into a slit. Although the light of the sword was thinner and lighter, and the breath was also hidden well, after all, he could not completely hide his tracks.

Ning fan drinks in a deep voice.

WOW!

The sword will be transformed into sword light, which forms a huge shield.

Ding!

When the steel sword hit the sword light shield, several sword lights dissipated immediately, but there was a continuous sword light coming up behind.

The two sides are deadlocked again.

Suddenly, a shadow flashed, leaving only a shadow.

Before they could react, they saw a bland sword lying across Jianqi's neck.

Sword crazy Ling Yue came out of the sword. This sword has no momentum of vertical and horizontal sword Qi. It's flat and light, no fancy sword.

But this sword has raised a storm in other people's hearts.

Jian Yi's simple and honest face and Jian Si's dull cheek all show their startled looks. It's hard to hide their inner astonishment.

This sword almost transcends their cognitive domain and draws close to the sword God, which is really the essence of Tibetan sword.

They couldn't help looking at Jian Chi's face, but they saw her calm and calm. Her heart was so calm that she could see that her cultivation was so powerful that even her inner ability was controlled to the top.

In addition to the skill of carrying swords, Tibetan swordsmanship also requires the swordsman's psychological quality, because only if he has excellent psychological quality, the sword he carries will not be inferior.

Jian Chi can achieve this level of peace of mind at a young age, and her future achievements will be limitless.

Huang Fengtu is a person who knows Jianchi better. He fully knows how Jianchi's cultivation was before. It was a bit worse than Jianyi, but now this sword is obviously better than her previous level, even worse than Jianqi.

Huang Fengtu's heart brightened, and he realized that the sword maniac must have a new understanding of this move. This understanding is far beyond his own years. He can't help but be envious. The sword maniac and the sword God are really father and daughter. Even this kind of super perception ability of swordsmanship is the same, which is beyond our expectation.

But he was a little excited, because he had been looking forward to this day for a long time. With the great success of sword maniac, it was possible to fight with the God of sword, and his painstaking plan for so many years could be put into practice.

But now all these things have changed. Sword maniac is gradually out of his control. This is the biggest variable. He doesn't know whether his plan can be implemented.

He glared at Ning fan fiercely. It was him. In just a few months, his influence on sword mania was even more than what he had taught sword mania for more than ten years. Ning fan was his nemesis.

At the same time, he was also a little surprised. Why does Ning fan have such great power? Jian Chi didn't stay with him long, and his kung fu broke through one after another.

You know, it's more difficult to practice Tibetan swordsmanship. But now Jianchi has completely broken this rule. The more she practices Tibetan swordsmanship, the faster she improves. It's amazing.

Huang Fengtu can't help regretting. If he had known this, why should he have the same opinion with Ning fan? His ultimate goal is to avenge the sword God Lingtian, not a little Ning fan.

Because of Ning fan, his revenge plan is likely to be in vain.

All of a sudden, he had an idea: "if I don't fight Ning fan and stop fighting, I will be very grateful to Jianchi, although I don't have a good face. At that time, I will make her change her mind and come back to me. Then I'll go to the sword God with her for revenge, and my revenge plan won't come to nothing. Besides, Ning fan's intention to kill me is too strong. If I give up the fight on my own initiative, if he continues to fight, the sword maniac will be dissatisfied with him. If he doesn't continue to fight, then my plan can be implemented smoothly. "

Huang Fengtu thought of this, his heart was relieved, his eyes could not help but have a happy look, but it was fleeting.

Ning fan looks at a sharp sword around Jian Qi's neck, and his heart is cold. Since the first world war with Qianlong, he has found that Jian Chi's strength has increased greatly, but he didn't expect that Jian Chi's strength has increased so much.

Although, this sword is to take advantage of the time when both sides fight, two people distracted, did not spare no effort to guard against her sword.

But even so, the power of this sword can not be underestimated. Ning fan thought that if he faced the sword wholeheartedly, it would be unknown whether he could resist it.

Jian Qi felt the cold edge of the sword from his neck. He didn't move. Since Jian Chi didn't stab the sword, he didn't really want to hurt his life.

However, the power of this sword made him feel a little cold. With his understanding of Tibetan sword, he didn't fully see how sword maniac made his move.

This is the real hidden sword invisible, the sword without shadow, explore the true meaning of the hidden sword. He couldn't help thinking of master's sword God. Although he had never played with master, he knew that if master made a sword, even a hundred seven swords would not be his opponent. The gap between the grass on the ground and the mountains could not be made up by quantity.

However, in the face of Jian Chi, Jian Qi can't help feeling frustrated. Just because he knew Tibetan sword skill, he had different understanding of this sword. The strength of sword mania surpassed him.

This is the first time that the seven swords technique has been defeated after its completion. The defeat is a bit tragic, but he is not disheartened.

Zhou Biao snorted and glanced contemptuously at several policemen, saying, "what are you doing up here?"

The policeman hesitated for a moment and said, "we have received a report from the masses that a homicide has happened here. Of course, we have to come to see what happened. I didn't expect to see you commit murder. You are really crazy."

When Zhou Biao heard the speech, his head whirled rapidly. It was someone who wanted to kill him. There were only one person in southern Sichuan who dared to think and do it, namely Qian Jun and Zhong Kui.

When Zhong Kui hid, he couldn't plan this action. It was only Qian Jun.

He not only found the killer, but also informed the police. If the killer killed him, of course everything will be fine. If the killer didn't kill him, he can be nailed to death by the police and sentenced to intentional killing.

What a trick!

Zhou Biao didn't expect that Qian Jun's revenge was so quick. He thought Qian Jun would take revenge on his field. He didn't expect that he would directly attack his people. The so-called "capture the thief and capture the king" is that he wants to eat him and then eat his territory. It's much easier.

"I, Biaozi, am not alone. Since you start first, you should be ready to take the thunder." Zhou Biao's heart flashed this nod, and his face was a little more fierce.

When others saw his reaction, they all trembled and knew that someone was going to have bad luck.

Zhou Biao knew that after the battle, Ning fan would not sit by and ignore him.

Since Qian Jun started, Ning fan's counterattack will follow, and it will be more ferocious and domineering.

This is bound to put an end to the turbulent separatist regime in the underground world of southern Sichuan ahead of time.

Seeing Zhou Biao's silence, the police's momentum increased a bit and said: "Zhou Biao, I know you are the boss here. You come with us honestly. We are also polite to you. If you dare to resist, I'm sure you will lose face in front of your younger brother."

Before Zhou Biao spoke, Dong Zishu twitched a machete from his body and roared: "you dare to talk nonsense. Believe it or not, I'll kill you."

Other younger brothers also roared, dancing their weapons and eyeing. As soon as Zhou Biao spoke, they rushed up to kill them.

The three policemen looked at each other, their faces changed suddenly, and their hands with guns trembled.

Although they are policemen and have guns, they are now in each other's home.

At this point, their arrogance dropped a lot, secretly called the Bureau.

Zhou Biao didn't stop him. It couldn't be easily suppressed, so he let them contact the Public Security Bureau.

In fact, the police have been calculated, there is no need to conflict with them.

Zhou Biao, holding her in his arms, continued to walk out, full of momentum and prestige.

The three policemen stare at each other with big eyes and small eyes. They have nothing to do but follow suit step by step. They should also be careful to watch out for the covetous little brothers, not to mention holding back their grievances.

At the gate of Dihao club.

Zhou Biao took red sister to the ambulance and sent her younger brother to take care of her, while her younger sisters also took the initiative to follow her. Looking at the ambulance, Zhou Biao breathed a sigh of relief, then turned and walked into the imperial club.

In the hall, many guests have gathered. They are all staring at this scene, and the bloody scene is still in their mind. What's the matter? When they saw the three policemen, they couldn't help guessing.

At this time, the sirens and brakes sounded outside the Imperial Hall, and the guests were in a mess. They thought it was the police who were going to clean up pornography, so they had to rush outside the hall.

Zhou Biao waved his hand and roared, deafening. Everyone stopped and looked at him.

Zhou Biao clasped his hands and said in a loud voice: "you friends come to Dihao club to spend money. You can look up to me, Zhou. I'd like to thank you here. I think today some people want to see my jokes. I want to tell him that he is not qualified enough to see my jokes. If he wants to play such a little trick, he can't play it on the stage. If he wants to kill me, he will go in with a white knife and go out with a red knife. He will have some real materials and don't play with me. "

Although they didn't quite understand, they roughly guessed that Zhou Biao's words were obviously meant for some people, while there was only one such person in southern Sichuan, Qian Jun.

At that time, as if they had discovered a new world, the restless factor in their hearts became active, and their eyes became blazing.

Looking at Zhou Biao's momentum more and more exciting, there was a voice in their heart shouting: "fight, poke a big hole in the southern Sichuan sky, calm days are too boring, too lack of passion."

At this moment, Zhou Biao was as powerful as a dragon and as magnificent as a tiger. He was no longer a small leader in the original corner, but was promoted to be a Xiaoxiong, which was enough to make southern Sichuan tremble.

"Police, don't move!"

A large group of police rushed in and surrounded the hall with live ammunition, but no one was afraid. Instead, they were extremely quiet and focused all their eyes on Zhou Biao, looking at what the hero wanted to do.

Zhou Biao glanced at the familiar figure, Lin Yinghao.

Lin Yinghao is nearly 50 years old and handsome. He doesn't look like a senior policeman, but a teacher. However, he has a sense of heroism, a pair of bright eyes and a twinkling of spirit. From this, we can see that he is not an ordinary person.

Looking around for a week, Lin Yinghao frowned a little, walked towards Zhou Biao with great strides, and finally stood one meter away in front of him, staring at Zhou Biao with burning eyes, which seemed to see him through.

"What's the matter?" Lin Yinghao asked in a steady and powerful voice.

The three policemen trotted over to salute, and then respectfully said: "forestry bureau, the three of us are patrolling nearby. When we received reports from the masses that there was a homicide here, we rushed over and caught Zhou Biao on the sixth floor."

"Homicide?" Lin Yinghao's eyes became more and more profound. As he swept over the three people, they could not help but lowered their heads and said, "yes, Zhou Biao's means are extremely cruel. Now the dead are still upstairs."

Lin Yinghao turned his head, looked at Zhou Biao aggressively and said, "come on, let's go and have a look. Your boss has been making trouble in southern Sichuan recently. What a big way!"

Zhou Biao was not afraid. He looked at him and said, "since the forestry bureau is interested, let's go and have a look."

After that, he said to the guests, "friends, there are some small things about Zhou this evening. If you don't want to give up, you can continue to play here. If you want to go home, I'd like to say thank you. I'll take care of the expenses tonight. You have a good time."

The crowd cheered and applauded for Zhou Biao's generosity and heroism. They were not afraid of the police they had avoided before. Most of them went back to the box and continued to play as if the police did not exist.

Lin Yinghao's eyebrows are locked more tightly, and he looks at Zhou Biao thoughtfully.

This man's temperament is very different from that when he came to him some time ago. It's not easy for a person to have this transformation. He faintly feels that if he escapes this disaster, he will stir up the game of chess in southern Sichuan in the future.