But he immediately found that another man had appeared in front of the tall weirdo, three or four years ago, and this later man also passed by his feet, but he didn’t even notice that this man’s foot skill was very high

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At first glance, he saw this young man with a handsome brow and a long sword. Silk swayed with the wind, and this time he could recognize that this young hero had been wounded by his silver sword the other day. Fang Lin couldn’t help wondering, "Why is he here?"
Fang Lin, the silver sword husband, stared at the tall eccentric coldly and said, "Last year, Shaoxia spared your life in World War I in Beijing, but you didn’t come to kowtow and thank me?"
The tall weirdo grimaced. "I’m a joke. Nan Yanfei, a bad guest in Beijing, has never seen anything like you in his life. He always looks at you when you are old, and he will suck your blood to quench your thirst today …" His harsh words, especially blood-sucking words, are more like a beast.
Shu Wufang heard a burst of shock, but at the same time he suddenly realized, "I heard that many Wulin people were sucked by blood near their deaths recently. Everyone suspected that Huan Xianggong was the evil guest of Jinghua, Nan Yanfei!"
Fang Lin, the silver sword’s husband, suddenly pulled out a rotten silver sword and pointed it at the other person’s long smile. "You are good at sneak attack, Shaoxia. You have long known that you might as well come and suck my blood, and it depends on whether the silver sword of Shaoxia is high or your skull whip is powerful?"
Nan Yanfei, an evil guest in Beijing, grimaced coldly, concreting the earth like a mountain, and all the prescriptions were "Did you say that?" Nan Yanfei shook her head and said, "I’m always looking for that whistling person!"
Fang Lin still stands before the sword, pointing at each other’s movements. "Who’s that?" Where? "
Nan Yanfei said, "I don’t know this old man. You won’t look for it yourself?"
Fang Qun quickly glanced at the hut and immediately took it back to stop Southern Yan’s flight. "Young Xia, how do you know these many things when you never walk around the Jianghu? But it doesn’t sound like a good way. If you are interested in looking for him, young Xia, you can step aside and wait until you finish this matter! "
The evil guest in Beijing, Nanyanfei’s fierce eyes, turned around and said, "Well, you can wait until the old man cleans up that poison and then find you to quench your thirst …" He grimaced again and again, "That fellow is full of poison and blood, but you can’t drink. You’re just in time."
Silver Sword Langjun Fang Lin was happy to sit quietly when he saw that the murderer had to deal with the poison. He immediately stepped aside. After Hua Yumei broke up with him, he found out about the fighting in the evil spirit mountain dragon and tiger villa. He had planned to secretly help Hua Yumei, but he didn’t know what happened in the evil spirit mountain and dragon and tiger villa. He didn’t know that Nan Yanfei, the evil guest in Beijing, was a fascinating stranger. Cui Ling personally told the dragon and tiger people that he was as famous as four guests. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have cleaned up any poison.
Nanyanfei, an evil guest in Beijing, suddenly turned around and startled Wufang. Then he saw that he was walking towards the hut. Although the murderer was very tall, his gestures were brisk and striding. Division has approached Maowu Wenqi.
Wu assured that CUHK jumped from the tree with a sharp knife and rushed to the mouth and shouted "Stop!" Nan Yanfei, an evil guest in Jinghua, suddenly returned to Zhang Xu and turned to face Wu Fang when his figure was stable. When they came and went, there was a distance between Zhang Xu and Wu Fang. "If you want to go there, you have to ask me about the knife in Lao Wu’s hand!"
Fang Lin, the silver sword husband, was surprised to step closer and listen carefully to their answers.
Nanyanfei, an evil guest in Beijing, sticks out his tongue and licks it to wipe his teeth with a grimace of a grin. "Wonderful, wonderful, very old, first quench your thirst with your fellow …" When it comes to the last thirsty word, he has suddenly moved to Wu Fang’s eyes, and his long arm is suddenly stretched out and his five fingers are like a stroke, like a scratch.
This man’s every move is extremely strange and quick, and there are no warning signs in advance
If Wu Fang’s heart twisted with fear at ordinary times, Hao would have suffered a big loss, but this time he has observed the other side suddenly move. Secondly, Fang rarely used to drink that he is good at sneak attack, paying special attention to the enemy’s five fingers attack, and his long knife in his hand almost went out obliquely at the same time, and dodged two feet to avoid the enemy’s five fingers positive power.
The geek in Beijing, Nanswallow Yi, broke his body and flew faster than the flash magnifying knife, so he passed through the soles of his feet. He wanted to shake his wrist and set off a knife light to seal his head.
It makes sense to look back at each other and see that they have risen by more than two Chinese dancers. But I feel that this evil guest is not the same as ordinary people, and I can’t help but feel awkward.
It turns out that there has never been such a scene of life-and-death hand-to-hand combat in which such weapons intersect. Every movement must have a profound meaning, which means that it will be fatal. Even if the flying skill is outstanding, it will leap seven feet at most to avoid the knife and then fight back.
At this moment, Nanyanfei, the evil guest of Jinghua, has gone with the wind and fallen to Wu, lowered his roar, determined his position, stepped up and decided to raise his long knife and prepare to attack.
Who knows, Nan Yanfei has fallen to the ground suddenly and obliquely, grazing for several feet. Wu can rest assured that although your move made me seize a position and lose the attack effect, you were just a man of great strength, and immediately brandished a knife and struck it with a rainbow of momentum, but his heart did not add a little bit of twisting.
Nan Yanfei’s ape arm stretched out to cast a strange technique, but forced to attack Wu Fang from the knife light. His technique was so fast that he had attacked more than three palms in the blink of an eye.
Wufang also provoked fierce wild hands, long knives, slashing, chopping, attacking and defending for generations. Each of them quickly attacked several times by fierce tactics. When Nan Yanfei was in a hurry, he suddenly flashed a few feet and grimaced coldly.
Wu rest assured is uncomfortable. Cross knife thundered. "Dare to be timid and afraid of death? If you are afraid of death, go back! "
However, I listened to Fang Lin, the husband of the silver sword behind me. "Be careful, he is trying to lure you into revealing your flaws!"
Wu Fang once defeated his sword and felt bad about him. "Who wants you to talk more?"
Fang Lin, the husband of the silver sword, also angered, "How dare a bold fanatic treat you like this? Who are you from?"
WuFang to answer suddenly feel figure that South Swallow has moved to the front to storm without talking, brandishing a knife to meet several strokes, and have a boiling passion, and blindly display the hard attack and malicious knife-cutting.
The Beijing evil South Swallow’s skill is profound, and his martial arts are bizarre. It is a pair of flesh palms against the enemy at this time, and even if he touches this kind of desperate prick the hand, the strong enemy is still able to advance and retreat freely. He always gives a grimace in his mouth, which makes the calendar more wasteful and fierce, and the knife light is like a raging tide.
The silver sword Langjun Fang Qun looked at it for a while, and felt a little uneasy in his heart. "It turns out that this fellow’s skill is extremely high, but his skill is amazing. If he doesn’t know how to change his mind when he plays cold, I may not be able to win easily."
Shi Nanyanfei, a famous murderer, has long seen Wu Fang’s weakness, so he first tried to teach him to be uncomfortable in his heart and then fanned him into a fierce and wild voice. At first sight, the two men were in verbal conflict, but there seemed to be another origin in the dialogue. Therefore, they did not wait for them to talk about peace, so they not only forced the other party to speak in their spare time, but also stormed hard to use saber, and their hearts did not feel exulting. It was calculated that they would succeed if they fought ten tricks again.
Wu Fang’s family is still unknown, and the crisis has come. He feels that the knife method is always strong and difficult to use, and his sense of awkwardness is even stronger.
Again, he couldn’t bear to yell at a long knife and glare at the south swallow with her hands rested on her hips. It’s nothing like a fight.
Nanyanfei, the evil guest of Jinghua, must reach out and send a move to get the enemy’s life, but he has always been resourceful and cunning. When he looks at the other person’s demeanor and is not defeated, he suddenly has this move. It must be a unique feat. How dare you rashly attack and suddenly retreat a few feet? "What does this mean?"
Silver sword husband Fang Lin’s sword is behind the times. Ha ha a smile around him. "Old villain, you can be a good one this time! He fought so hard that he lost his knife and would rather get a good blow from you! "
Nan Yanfei was suddenly furious. She stared at Wu Fang and said, "Is this really the case?"
That’s what Wu Fang meant. The next time he and Fang Lin started fighting, they lost their long knives and got a heavy sword. At this moment, he suddenly found that the other party was really angry at his own anger, but he bent down and picked up the long knives and said, "Of course it’s true. Who taught you not to attack?"
Nan Yanfei, the evil guest in Beijing, glanced over Fang Lin’s silver sword and then swept Wu Fang’s long sword. I thought that these two men were not their opponents in martial arts, but together they were better than themselves. When they held back their anger, they took up several zhangs and lixiao, and took them away to the southwest for a moment.
Fang Lin, the husband of the silver sword, laughed. "This fellow will always be angry to death when he goes back!" Then he mused and murmured, "This is really good. If there is a kind of miracle in refining that is worthy of his blow, it will definitely kill this fellow!"
Wu felt relieved, raised his hand and touched his chest, then looked away from Fang Lin and said, "You want to beg for a horse from me, don’t you?"
Fang Lin shook his head and said, "It’s not me, it’s strange to hear a roar far away from here!"
Wu Fang said, "That’s Huan Xianggong!"
Fang Lin eyebrows a longitudinal way "oh, you were this to protect him? Who is he? What’s your name? "
Wu Fang said, "It’s a single name of my young lady friend!"
Fang Lin repeatedly read Hengyu’s words, "It turns out that Miss Yumei is trying to solve Cui Ling’s ecstasy solution for him. I want to see this figure!"
Wu Fang said quickly, "No one is allowed to see him!"
Fang Lin sneered, "I know only one person who can meet him!"
Wu Fang Zheng said, "Who?"
Fang Lin said, "Flower jade eyebrow!"
Wu Fang is not happy to hear him call her by her first name. Seeing Hengyu is a natural thing, she can’t help but be angry and angry. "Don’t talk nonsense or I’ll be rude!"
Silver Sword Lang guides his eyebrows. He seems to be angry and wants to shoot, but he immediately changes his smile. "I’ll go and leave here. There’s nothing to miss, but since I can’t go to see Hengyu and meet him in the future, I can’t recognize him. Can you say something briefly, such as how old is he? What kind of weapon does it look like? "