Chapter 771

Xiao Fengshi ran went to the Leifeng cave, looked at the young man standing opposite and smiled calmly.

He wanted to see what the son of a generation of stick sect could do.

If the holy body of gods, demons and imperial soldiers are displayed at the same time, a friar of the seventh heaven may not be an opponent.

Zhang Tianyan shook the folding fan and sneered, "who should I be? It turned out to be the big brother of waste."

Xiao Feng ignored him and watched him jump vigorously.

"Waste brother, isn't that still waste?" Zhang Tian smiled happily and made his opponent angry before playing. This is his usual trick.

"Zhang Tianyan!"

Rainy day show suddenly stood up from her seat and burst out, "you can insult me. Don't insult brother Chu!"

Xiao Feng is kind to him. I don't know how much he has helped him.

He won't watch Xiao Feng being insulted in full view of the public.

Zhang Tianyan disdained and said, "both of you are waste. I don't know where you have the courage to oppose me."

"Well, God is helping me. Today, if you don't step on your bones, I'll tell you your last name." he folded his fan and flew in empty handed.

The two fought together. At the beginning, Xiao Feng did not reveal the holy body of gods and demons, as well as the emperor's sword.

He wanted to see if the vigorous Zhenyuan of the nine days of fortune formula alone could be his opponent.

This man is a little crazy, but his strength is real. Daojun has seven days, with a difference of four days. It is difficult to measure the gap, so Xiao Feng was not careless.

"Sister, I really want to beat this man!" Zhou Qingqing said.

Lin mi'er smiled and said, "if my husband didn't kill him today, we'll do it again."

"OK."

Yan Yuexin looked at the competition, and her nervous palms overflowed with sweat.

"Yuexin, you seem to be very interested in this boy?" the tiger son swaggered over and said meaningfully.

The two holy sons of tiger and wolf are above indifference and arrogance. They are the true disciples of the holy king, and their cultivation is not under Yan Yuexin.

"Elder brother, she is thinking of spring." the wolf Saint smiled.

"Hey, hey..."

The two brothers made a tacit expression.

Yan Yuexin's face was slightly red and said, "whether I care about anyone or not has nothing to do with you two. If I keep talking like this, be careful that I turn my face."

The queen of saints governs thousands of saints, and the momentum of the superior comes to his face.

The two demons smiled and stopped talking.

In the Thunder Wind Cave, the current sweeps everywhere, the wind is harsh, and the sound of fighting is like thunder.

"Let you taste the Qi Tian divine staff!"

Maybe he hasn't met Xiao Feng. Zhang Tianyan's tone is a little impatient and a little angry.

A golden stick was held in his hand. The light was great. It was thrown into the air by Zhang Tianyan and became crazy.

"Bad!" Yan Yuexin tightened her hand and couldn't help muttering, "this is his father's unique skill. Unexpectedly, he is young and has refined the Qi Tian divine staff to such a degree."

Zhang Tianyan's father is called a generation of stick sect, which is not a false name. There are sword sect, knife sect and boxing sect in the world. These titles have one thing in common.

Master.

The so-called master is to refine a skill to perfection, which is qualified to be called a master.

"Good guy, Qi Tian stick is a little interesting."

The sword God, Jiang Jianyu, who is sitting in the cloud drinking, brightened his eyes at the moment.

With his sword God cultivation, how can we not see that Zhang Tianyan is very strong.

"I want to see how you deal with it!"

He turned his attention to Xiao Feng, a young man who had been impressed since the end of the last hunting.

At that time, in full view of the public, he dared to make Yaoguang holy King lose face in public. Jiang Jianyu guessed that the young man was not arrogant. What he did seemed to be so natural.

The two holy sons of tiger and wolf were secretly depressed. Yaoguang holy king called them back from a long distance. He thought he was going to deal with some big people. Now it seems that the Terran youth named Xiao Feng is really ordinary.

For a moment, they were a little depressed.

"What do you two look like?"

The holy king of Yao Guang looked carefully and couldn't help asking.

"Hui Shizun, I just think this person is very weak."

The tiger son arched his hand and said.

He has a straight temper and says what he has.

"Elder martial brother, why do you say that? Since the senior master called us back, there must be a reason."

The wolf Saint son said in earnest.

The king of Yao Guang looked at the wolf son and said with a happy smile, "tiger, you should learn more from your younger martial brother."

Then he swept to Leifeng cave and said, "you two should look carefully. This young man is not simple!"

Besides, on the Leifeng cave, Xiao Feng looked at the stick in the sky and said with a smile, "it's far from the stick clan."

Clang!

With a clear chant, the king's sword was held in his hand.

When Xiao Feng held the sword, the wind was even louder and the thunder was stirring.

Sword meaning, sword soul and sword soul are integrated into one, which is Kendo!

"It's a master of Kendo!"

"I saw that when the sword God fought against the devil, he had the same momentum as him!"

"However, how do I feel that his momentum is more vigorous..."

An old man with a scratchy beard suddenly stood up, and his muddy eyes flashed a different color.

"What, is he a master of Kendo?"

"Patriarch, please tell us how it is possible that he is so young!"

Several young disciples gathered around the old man and asked with a shocked face.

The bearded old man is their patriarch.

Xiao Feng smiled and stabbed with a sword. He saw a hot sun and a curved moon in the sky.

"Yin meets Yin."

The sun and moon meet, and the sword shines brightly.

The domineering beam hit the staff.

"Is there something wrong with your mind?" Zhang Tianyan sneered. His Qi Tian divine staff was refined by his father himself, and the grade is at the Tao level!

This boy is trying to fight hard!

He was not proud, but he heard a noise.

At this time, Zhang Tianyan suddenly vomited blood, Junya's face gradually twisted, and his eyes were full of panic.

Why?

The Taoist level superior Qi Tian divine staff is broken?

He covered his chest and shouted, "you destroyed my weapon!"

Xiao Feng's figure was like electricity. In the blink of an eye, he walked in front of him. The king's sword was across Zhang Tianyan's neck. He just needed a stroke, and the head on his neck would fall to the ground instantly.

Zhang Tianyan's sweat covered the whole cheek. He could feel the sharpness of the blade. For a moment, he thought of a lot. For life, unless it is an immortal, not old and not dead, no one is not afraid of the unknown after death.

If people live to eat, drink and have fun, carefree and happy, then Zhang Tianyan's 27 years are very standard.

His father is a famous stick sect. He is respected and worshipped by countless practitioners. As his son, he must travel like the stars and the moon, sitting and lying in groups of maids.

Unfortunately, at the moment of death, his heart showed reluctance!

"You, you, don't be impulsive!" he breathed quickly and his eyes were full of confusion.

Zhang Tianyan shows the appearance of a man who cherishes his life incisively and vividly.

Xiao Feng smiled gently and rubbed his skin slightly with the sword body. A trace of blood spilled out. Zhang Tianyan was panicked at the moment. This is Leifeng cave!

It's not common to kill people in fights?

What's more, this is the rule set by the famous Yao Guangsheng king in the north. In other words, when he died here today, his father didn't dare to blame the person who killed him.

There are rules for everything in the world. Although Yaoguang holy king is shameless and secretly assembles his disciples to deal with Xiao Feng, he dare not openly practice favoritism. Black is black. Joe is Joe. Zhang Tianyan's father doesn't dare to sit here. Tens of thousands of people are blind and deaf.

The holy king of Yao Guang sat high and looked at this scene. He couldn't help touching his chin. It's easy to kill, but it's not easy to cause a disaster in order to kill someone.

"Master, do you think he really dares to do it?" asked tiger Shengzi.

The holy king of Yao Guang smiled gently, didn't answer, and motioned him to look down.

In the Thunder Wind Cave, with the sound of thousands of people like a heat wave, a touch of blood soared!

Zhang Tianyan stared and lay down slowly. Even before he died, he still had a sense of luck, but when the blade passed through, he realized that this man really dared to kill!

"Why?"

Feeling the gradual passage of vitality, Zhang Tianyan lay on the ground and murmured at the yellow sunset.

"He is my friend."

There are only five words to answer him.

"Rain, rain show?" Zhang Tianyan asked stumbling with a mouthful of blood.

In the Thunder Wind Cave, there are thick clouds on the sky. The thunder is not a Dharma array arranged by the holy king, but a natural phenomenon. In a moment, lightning and thunder, and heavy rain.

Rain, say it will rain.

People, if you say you swallow, you swallow.

Zhang Tianyan died with doubts. As he thought, the son of the city Lord was just a straw bag and waste firewood. He also walked around the world with the authority of his parents. Where would there be real friends.

However, Xiao Feng is very simple. You are rich and have no family. As long as he thinks he can meet and get along well, he is a friend.

Not to mention that he can do anything to go up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire, but he will not shirk what he can do. For example, killing the son of the so-called stick sect is just to dispel his hatred for his friends.

As for who the deceased's father was and how strong he was, he didn't even think about it.

If emperor Tianyuan is timid, how can he talk about ancient times for 100000 years!

The heavy rain washed the blood, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Some people drink and whisper even in the heavy rain above the clouds.

"Kill decisively and achieve great success in kendo."

"But if you act according to your heart, you want to be the sword emperor!"

Jiang Jianyu practiced sword at the age of 10, Xiao Cheng at the age of 15, and was called the sword God at the age of 18. He was worshipped by practitioners of kendo.

Such a legend, his words caused an uproar!

"Xiao Feng is so appreciated by the sword God that our human race will rise! This son is the peerless Tianjiao."

"Everybody!"

A sound like thunder shook the sky. Jiang Jianyu dressed in Qiaoyi, stepped on the void and carried the long sword.

The rain bypassed his body and he looked cleaner and fresher.

For a moment, tens of thousands of practitioners were staring at him.

"Be quiet."

Two word exit, silent.

Many heroes of the human race admire the name of the sword God. Jiang Jianyu is a household name in the Tianlong empire.

Jiang Jianyu, with his hands on his back, looked at the young man walking down the Leifeng cave.

"Would you like to worship me as a teacher?"

After this sentence, the king of Yao Guang suddenly stood up and shouted coldly, "Jiang Jianyu, this is my Tianjiao meeting. If you want to accept disciples, you can do whatever you like after it is over, but before that, you can't be presumptuous!"

Is Jiang Jianyu really a place where Yao Guang holy land can do anything at will?

All the recipients received it. Here we are!

He was angry that the Terran boy was so popular.

"Holy king, will you stop me?"

The sword sings and the Dragon roars.

The Taoist emperor's realm unfolded. Jiang Jianyu's words surprised the holy king Yaoguang to stand still.

"You are the realm of daohuang..."

Yaoguang holy King's face turned a little blue. For example, Jiang Jianyu, whose identity is almost the same, broke through the barrier and didn't know when he arrived at the Taoist emperor. So, is he still someone else's opponent at this time?

The answer is obvious.