Chapter 1029

Ding Fengyan asked, "what happened?"

Fu Xiaofeng was helpless: " blocked!"

Ding Fengtian slowly opened the door curtain and saw a middle-aged woman standing in midair.

Just at a glance, Ding Feng will know who the other party is.

The sect uniform, Ding Feng, I haven't seen it yet - Jin Zhuzong!

A middle-aged woman suspended in midair said coldly, "it is you who have harmed my disciples?"

"Don't think that women can frame us!" Fu Xiaofeng said with a smile, "it's none of our business. Grievances have their heads and debts have their owners. Several disciples of the Jin clan were killed by people of the blood tiger sect. If you want revenge, you can take trouble with the blood tiger sect!"

"It's you!" The middle-aged woman took out her sword. "Everyone in the inn said that it was my disciples who knocked out and threw it."

" they are in the way!" Fu Xiaofeng said impolitely, "I had politely asked them to get out!"

Fu Xiaofeng laughed, but he was not a good stubble.

In terms of preparation, Ding Fengyun's men were not good at anything.

Otherwise, how can the blood demon legions of Wu Kingdom defeat the two legions of the Jin empire in a row!

Ding Fengyun said that there was luck, but no one was lucky. If he had no strength, no matter how lucky he was, he could not destroy hundreds of thousands of elites of the great Jin empire!

"A mere God has been attacked at the beginning of his life, and he dares to fight in my face!" Fu Xiao, a female martial artist of the Jin clan, blushed, and the blue real yuan flowed in the long sword, sending out a terrible killing, "today, I want to let all of you die to pay tribute to my poor apprentice."

Pulling the cart, the demon beast in the realm of wine, and the female Wu of the Jin clan were frightened and shivered on the ground.

Monster's sense is often more sensitive than human beings!

" fierce women, if there is a master, there must be a disciple!" Fu Xiaofeng shouted, "no wonder even the people of the blood tiger sect don't hesitate to offend the Jin clan, but also want the disciples to be killed!"

However, when he was stubborn with the woman, he secretly sent a message to Ding Fengyun: "boss, this woman is as powerful as an enterprise. I may not be an opponent. I'll entangle her and run!"

Ding Fengyun also voiced: "you have been cultivated in the realm of God!"

Although Ding Fengyun's current strength is at the peak of breaking the realm, he is at the peak of the realm of God, and his cultivation has suffered from damage. His divine consciousness is still there, and he can distinguish the strength of the other party!

"No, even if you have been cultivated after being in the divine realm, I can hang on for a while and a half with my life!" Fu Xiaofeng secretly said, "boss, don't forget to hand over my East!"

Ding Fengyun, Fu Xiaofeng is going to fight!

As the leader of his pro guard team in those days, Fu Xiaofeng can be said to have been trained by him!

What will he do? Ding Fengyun is clear!

Ding Fengyun came out of the carriage: "let me come!"

"Boss? OK?"

Ding Fengyun stared at Fu Xiaofeng: " think I can't?"

"No, no? When no!" Fu Xiaofeng hurriedly apologized? "The boss is always a good one... But do you have a grip?"

" not enough? There are still restrictions!" Ding Fengyun? "I'd like to spell it."

"The general? You can't die!"

"Bah!" Ding Feng's beard trembled with anger. "Every war? It's people who follow me to charge. I don't have an example!"

Jin Zhuzong's middle-aged woman said coldly, "are you discussing? Who is dead?"

"Follow me!"

"Yes, general!"

"Hehe!" Jin Zhuzong's middle-aged woman sneered, "bullshit general!"

If Ding Fengyun is not there? His slightly bent body suddenly collapsed, and he raised the red blood sword? It is so thick that it has been turned into a qualitative one, and it rushes up, just like hot magma... It erupts in an instant!

Bathed in Ding Fengyun's momentum, Fu Xiaofeng's body trembled slightly!

Isn't he afraid? But excited, excited!

How does it feel? He is familiar!

In the red blood sword, Su Yang stared at Ding Fengyun's momentum!

He felt the familiar smell!

It's killing... Killing God!

After that, there is still blood!

Ding Fengyun's face, and the face of Jin Jizong's middle-aged female Wu, who was just dismissive, also coagulated.

 I feel that the old man whose eyesight strength is only breaking the peak of his realm is like having the ability to threaten him!

"Kill!"

Ding Fengyun growled!

Sound, like the roar of demons from hell!

"Kill!"

Behind him, Fu Xiaofeng also growled.

Just two people's momentum, but let Chen Hao hear the voice of the golden dagger, to the thousands of troops in the Pentium!

What a familiar smell!

Chen Hao has not felt this way for many years!

His soul was trembling slightly.

"Jianling, the sixth floor of the magic sword field!"

“！”

"God of blood : Incarnation of blood demon!"

"Killing God: the power of all armies!"

Suddenly, Ding Fengyun's slightly thin body rose, and a tall blood shadow loomed behind him!

 the magic sword field is open!

The field of blood red, Ding Fengyun's God fusion.

"Sword cut limitless!"

The blood red sword awn burst!

The middle-aged woman of Jin Jizong raised her long sword and a curtain of water blocked her face!

Later, Chen Hao arrived, and the terrible sword pierced the water curtain in an instant

The blood red sword light disappeared in the air, while the gold Zongwu had disappeared in the air, and countless blood red pus was scattered on the ground, with pieces of rags!

Just a sword!

Ding Fengyun will be killed in the realm of a god!

Pure energy, along the handle of the red blood sword, entered Ding Fengyun's aging body. Ding Fengyun felt that he had touched the bottleneck of the divine realm!

His pale face was tinged with red.

After drying the blood on the red blood sword, Ding Fengyun took a long sigh of relief.

Behind him, Fu Xiaofeng's hand is still on the handle of the knife!

Most of the long knife has been drawn out, but it has not been completely drawn out.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva with the rag on his body, which had been worn by Wu in the realm of God.

"This, this is over?"

"How about it?"

"But, but..." Fu Xiaofeng "landed on the ground with blood red pus,"  shouldn't he "fight?"

"The foundation is resistant!"

"But general, shouldn't you use more tricks?" Fu Xiaofeng still couldn't believe it, " now  you have broken the state of cultivation!  even if you want to win, shouldn't you have a few more moves with ?"

"How much have you taught? If you can kill with one sword, don't use two swords!" Ding Fengyun said reluctantly, "just drop it. Be efficient. Don't throw swords randomly!"

"...  come on! I'm white, I'm white!"

Fu Xiaofeng surrendered!

Ding Fengyun jumped into the carriage and sat down. "Let's go!"

"Yes, general!"