Chapter 98

In the dark night sky, the scar's "Qianjun cut" fiercely cuts at Zifeng from top to bottom. His eyes are ferocious and do everything. Zifeng shakes nine cuts. His vitality is retrograde from bottom to top. As soon as the "Jue Kong" comes out from bottom to top, the whole sky is covered by the ink knife, and the two powerful and heavy knives hit each other silently

The whole space was shocked, and then a ripple spread from the middle of the two people to the four sides. The ripple became bigger and bigger, and the power became more and more amazing. With a "bang", it turned into a huge wave, roaring and devouring everything around. The surrounding trees were cut off by their roots and slowly collapsed to the ground

Once again, the sinking ground was hit hard, and a hole as deep as Zhang Xu was formed in a breath. What about the top? Scar's eyes were ferocious and his face was ferocious. He shouted "take your life" 'Qianjun cut' ruthlessly and ruthlessly lowered the pressure on the wind

Feeling the power of oppression, Zifeng's eyes are still ancient, and the effect of Sanxiao breaking the Cang formula is only half used. Once, all the vitality was called, and the "Jue Kong" became more fierce. The whole line of sight was shrouded by the ink knife, and Zifeng was just dull. He directly broke through the thousands of constraints of the "critical cut" and swayed up for nine days

Only one dodged. Scar's face was stunned and fell unbelievably towards the ground. Zifeng, relieved, looked at the scattered clouds and the bright moon, and slowly fell down. For a moment, it was very quiet, but Zifeng's mood could not be calm for a long time. After all, Zifeng killed for the first time. Although the person who killed him was a traitor and villain, the look in scar's eyes before he died and his miserable appearance made Zifeng feel as if something was rolling in his stomach

Zifeng held back, thinking about the wisp of obsession in his heart, and touched the bracelet on his wrist. For a moment, it seems that everything is unimportant

He turned around and looked at scar who was paralyzed on the ground. His eyes were calm, but his heart was very sad. In fact, he didn't need Zifeng's hands. Scar's birthday was running out. It would take three years to use the secret method to improve his realm. The second time, listening to scar's tone, he wanted both jade and stone to burn

From the little blood gas generated by scar's whole body, we can see how much determination scar has made. If Zifeng didn't make a lot of profits in the boundless forest this month, he might be here at this time. However, Zifeng wondered whether Qingyun stronghold did it or not. Indeed, if people in Qingyun stronghold want to kill Zifeng, why should they borrow someone else's hand

However, Zifeng also knows that scar won't see the real employer. Every time he accepts a task in the underground mercenary Union, the employer just pays a commission, and there will be people in the union to arrange relevant matters. Zifeng doesn't know how scar gets the clue of Qingyun stronghold, but the three words of Qingyun stronghold really make the just calm mood roll again

Picking up the xuanming ring on scar's index finger, Zifeng was surprised when he looked at it. Rao shizifeng had experienced a line of mysterious space, and his eyes stared round. Half the space of the 50 square meter xuanming ring is full of Xuanshi. In other places, what skill scrolls and medicine bottles are scattered all over the ground. The wind can't help looking at the scar again. It's clear that there is no need to worry about food and clothing?

In the moonlight, Zifeng took off his tattered black robe and walked back slowly towards the Wu family. Now that he knows the clue, let's leave time to commemorate the identity of Wufeng. Besides, even the Wu sect has the strength to fight. Why should Zifeng hide

The winter morning was very quiet and cold, but it couldn't resist a hot heart. On a wide road, a beautiful young man with a huge ink knife on his back walked slowly towards the Wu family. Some shops on both sides opened early. When he saw this young man, he looked like a ghost, but the young man's real appearance made them come back to their senses

This is destined to be an restless morning, like a drop of water on the calm water, a layer of ripples slowly rippling open

"Wu Zifeng is back. Come and see," shouted the waiter of a shop. Although he left for more than a month, the influence of Zifeng is still the same.

"What's the noise? I don't want to do it! If you make any more noise. Don't take a month's salary. "The shopkeeper came out of the counter bleary eyed and looked at the man with a bad face. He was just dreaming of a big basalt like a mountain, but he was awakened by the man before he approached. Are you annoying.

"Shopkeeper, look, who's that?" The man ignored it and pointed to the boy in front with an excited face.

"Wu, Wu Zifeng, isn't he dead? Why, I'm not going to hell. " The shopkeeper was sleepless at this time and looked at the boy in front with a surprised face.

"Yes, it's Wu Zifeng. He's not dead."

"Hurry, hurry, close the shop, prepare a gift, go to Wu's house, hurry"

Such conversations broke out one after another, and the whole street became noisy and intensified, spreading around like a prairie fire

So you will see such a scene, a young man walking slowly in front, followed by a flood of people, everyone holding gifts, walking towards the Wu family

This time, Zifeng was not nervous or uncomfortable. Unlike the last time when he went to the town master's house, when all the pedestrians made way for Zifeng, Zifeng's whole back was soaked with sweat. Perhaps, when you have experienced something, some green will slowly leave you over time, even if you can't bear it and don't want to forget it

Xin'er couldn't sleep that night. When she thought about her brother's affairs, her delicate little face was always full of lovable tears. That day, after seeing Zifeng in disguise in the Wujia Fu store, Xin'er's originally quiet heart was affected. Every night, she could go to sleep with the Fu pen given by her brother

This morning, in the noise outside, Xin'er simply cut her hair and walked outside the room, but she found that most of the Wu family had already got up. At this time, the Oriental sky was still chaotic and there was still some time before dawn. Seeing Ziyan rubbing her bleary eyes, Xin'er raised her steps and walked up.

"Ziyan, what happened? Why is it so noisy outside? "Xin'er helped Ziyan tidy up her clothes and asked.

"How do I know that one morning, it's not easy to dream of brother Zifeng, and she was woken up." said here, Ziyan was wronged and flattened her delicate lips.

Seeing Ziyan's tired face, Xin'er could only smile bitterly. These two little girls have suffered for some time

Just when they were melancholy, suddenly a voice filled with vitality came from afar, like a thunder, blowing "Wu family, my Wu Zifeng is back" over the whole Wu family