"A sword is scattered--"

When he jumped to the top of the city, a white sword light shot out from Zhu Biao's hand. The newly cultivated "Zongheng Sword Technique" happened to try it out with the other party.

Sun Tianfeng was shocked, and he didn't expect that Zhujiazhuang was so well prepared. The bow and arrow and Zhu Biao had arrived. But he still snorted coldly, and the whisk in his hand only swayed gently, and the dust bunch wrapped around the sword that Zhu Biao suddenly stabbed, and he wanted to break it with one blow.

However, the first-class level of "Zongheng Sword Technique" was not in vain. As soon as the whisk silk and the sword body touched, the force contained in the sword body shook the dust and loosened. When Sun Tianfeng's second internal force came, Zhu Biao had already turned his wrist and pulled the sword back and wiped it in front of him.

The sword light was as fast as lightning under the calm starlight, and it shook straight towards Sun Tianfeng.

"Damn it!" I cursed in my heart, Sun Tianfeng could no longer breathe and exert force.

"The Golden Wings of Moyun" is not "The Story of the Flowing Flow". Height and speed are its advantages, and the mid-air twirl is too far away.

Sun Tianfeng thought that his strength as a second-rate master would be no problem to jump to the city. However, he didn't expect that Zhu Biao had already set up a net to be arrested. Although the two were one level apart, Sun Tianfeng was not as good as he would do whatever he wanted.

After doing useless work in one whisk, Sun Tianfeng had exhausted his old strength. Zhu Biao also slashed in front of him, but Sun Tianfeng could not do it even if he was using his feet to do it.

The whisk retracted its middle chest, and with the dust handle, Zhu Biao's sword was blocked, and with this extrapolation force, it fell to the ground lightly.

Zhu Biao kicked his legs hard, and his figure flashed quickly and grabbed the city.

He was unwilling to give up this first move, and his sword stabbed Sun Tianfeng straight in the back.

Sun Tianfeng heard the whistle whistle behind his head, and the whisk swung slanted, turning around and turning into ten thousand silver needles, sprinkling down on Zhu Biao's body.

After filling his internal force, the weak whisk dust silk became as hard as an iron needle. Zhu Biao's sword from top to bottom was blocked. Sun Tianfeng blocked Zhu Biao's move and did not rush to use the whisk to move again. Instead, he handed the whisk to his left hand and stretched his right arm behind. A bright sharp sword was already in his hand.

The whisk in the left hand and the long sword in the right hand were changed, and the performance of Zhu Biao in several styles was taken seriously by Sun Tianfeng.

Zhu Biao met a great enemy and was filled with energy. Thinking of this man's strong internal strength, his moves were particularly quick, and he also had unpopular weapons like Wuchen. He now concentrated his energy and started everything he learned and took part in this battle.

Sun Tianfeng's sword technique is light and sharp, a whisk churning up and down, and his left and right hands cooperate tacitly. Zhu Biao felt tight after removing dozens of moves. Although "Zongheng Sword Technique" is sharp and fearless, his internal strength is not as good as others. As the sword light flies, it gradually becomes like a bison falling into the net, rushing around but still unable to get out of it.

Ji Dahai, Wei Xiaodong and Gui Liang were happy in their eyes. Zhu Biao's attitude was obviously powerless, so he and the other two were just waiting to break into the village.

"Two brothers, let's go in separately to see how many people and arrows he has in Zhujiazhuang." Ji Dahai laughed loudly, his eyes falling on the broken wall of Zhujiawubao as if he was in the hands of victory.

They have three third-rate masters and thirty elite servants. They can certainly rush in. But losing is inevitable. Moreover, this operation aims to kill the entire Zhu clan. This is Sun Tianfeng’s only request, so he must naturally gather the surroundings and kill them, and search for everything.

"Damn it-" It was Zhu Biao's turn to say this.

Every child of the Zhu family is the most precious wealth of Zhu family. He will feel sorry for the death and injury of the last part of the death and injury.

"Uncle Hong, bring people back to the village—"

Although he had already received the news and had made arrangements for the inside, Sun Tianfeng's appearance was something Zhu Biao had never expected. It was like when he decided to enter Qing County alone, he did not expect that although his tiger skin had been stripped off by his "Inner Sect disciple of the Nine-Curve Sword Sect", Chen, Wang and Ji San in Qing County would never know about it, and their own information was not that well-informed.

In fact, if Sun Tianfeng had not appeared, Zhu Biao would not have any bad consequences as long as he did not take the title of "Inner Sect of Nine Qu Swords". Chen Shaohui and others, who knew nothing about his situation, would have treated him as an inner disciple of Nine Qu Swords.

Chen, Wang, and Ji San have more or less coaches of third-rate masters and level 1. Zhu Hong doesn't need to inform him about this, and Zhu Biao has already known it from his memory. But he has owned "The Three-Life Sword of Yin Feng", and ordinary third-rate characters can't be his attack at all.

That's why I set up a net and waited for the three of us to come and go to the net.

But Sun Tianfeng's appearance disrupted the overall situation. After seeing the origin of his martial arts, Zhu Biao couldn't help but raise his heart.

If he was trapped, no one could defeat the coach of the three masters. Uncle Hong could only hold back one. If the other two were bullied, the twenty children of the Zhu family would not be enough for them to kill them.

There are quite a few servants following the coach. If they get to the point of the Zhujiazhuang, things will be even more troublesome. In the future, even if they are the three tribes of slaughtering the people, they will not be able to recover their losses today.

At this moment, Zhu Biao became even more depressed and annoyed. In ten days, why didn’t he think about digging a few tunnels to hide first? It’s not a reason for the cold weather to be hard.

"Boy, you'd better think about yourself..." Zhu Biao was distracted, and Sun Tianfeng's situation was even better, which made him both happy and annoyed.

What is happy is that Zhu Biao is concerned about the village, so he must be divided; what is annoying is that he is a second-rate expert who needs to distract his opponent to deal with a third-rate Xiaoxiami, which is simply a shame!

But facts are better than words. Although Sun Tianfeng is in the current situation, he has never formed an overwhelming momentum. Even Zhu Biao's sword force in "Zongheng Sword Technique" has not been disrupted.

After the ten-level sword technique of the basic sword technique, Zhu Biao was completely skillful in using sword techniques such as "Zongheng Sword Technique".

Moreover, Sun Tianfeng also knew that Zhu Biao also had the most powerful skill of "Yinfeng Three Life Sword". In short, Sun Tianfeng's original arrogance had been wiped out. He knew that he would have to pay a considerable price to win Zhu Biao.

Sun Tianfeng didn't want to be injured or even seriously injured because of Zhu Biao, so he endured it in shame and annoyed, and seemed to be intentional or unintentional. He stopped his moves and a gap flashed for Zhu Biao in the scattered net.

As life and death fight, both sides knew every change in the situation, and Zhu Biao immediately felt the faint gap. However, the wisdom of 73 points told him that it was not a "way of life". Behind the gap would inevitably be a death trap that could make him fall into a state of doom.

"The Three Fate Sword of Yin Feng" -

When the sword force of "Zongheng Sword Technique" was closed, Zhu Biao put his sword in his middle chest, facing Sun Tianfeng's unslowing long sword whisk, the three clean and neat swords pierced out one after another.

"Kill--" The sword was like an angry dragon, and it opened its teeth and claws and rushed straight towards the gap.

Sun Tianfeng laughed.
Chapter completed!