Fang Ming flapped his arms and his whole body flew up like a spirit vulture. ~,

Guo Songyang roared endlessly, and the iron sword broke and soared into the sky. The human sword seemed to turn into a black dragon!

The power of this sword is enough to shake people's souls!

Lu Fengxian took a few steps back in dismay, and the cold sweat on his forehead was already pouring down, because he was shocked to find that he was not sure about facing this sword!

In the past ten years, he has made far more progress!!!

A flash of sword light!

Fang Ming and Guo Songyang suddenly stood still.

Guo Songyang's face was dull, looking at his shoulder blade, where a flying knife was already inserted! The knife only pierced two points, only hurting the flesh and flesh, not the muscles, but he was completely defeated!

He said in a low voice: "Little Li's flying knife?"

Word by word, full of incredible feelings.

"Not bad! It's Xiao Li's flying knife technique, but unfortunately he owes that little magical essence..." Fang Ming shook his head, as if he was quite regretful.

"Although I was defeated by Xiao Li's flying sword today, I will eventually lose!"

Guo Songyang let out a long roar, and the black iron sword in his hand suddenly flew to Fang Ming's feet, and he strode away.

A swordsman will not abandon his sword unless he is dead!

Although Guo Songyang is still there, his heart is dead!

"Haha... I, Lu Fengxian, can't even defeat the Songyang Iron Sword, so how can I beat Xiao Li's Flying Knife?"

Lu Fengxian suddenly smiled endlessly and looked at his right hand.

"Since you can't win a reputation for me, what's the point of keeping you?"

His left hand suddenly stretched out, grabbed the three fingers of his right hand and broke it!

Crack! The three metal fingers were broken by him and threw them into the mud, but there was no drop of blood in the wound, as if they were really just dead objects.

"Congratulations on defeating Songyang Iron Sword and Silver Ji Marquis again..."

Lin Lingling looked at the three broken fingers on the ground, but didn't know what he was thinking.

"The world is dangerous, and it is already a blessing to be able to escape unstoppable..."

Fang Ming kicked the foot and the pure black Songyang iron sword had fallen into Lingling's hand: "Let's go back and hang it up, and you won't want those three fingers, it's so disgusting..."

...

A Fei returned to the thatched hut.

Things are still those things, but people are no longer there!

His body was covered in mud, and even the blood on his face was wiped away, and his whole body was like a dead body.

After Lin Xian'er left, she seemed to have taken his heart away, leaving only a walking corpse.

Suddenly, a woman laughed and said, "Hehe... no one here..."

"There is one person, but a mud monkey!" Another woman walked in.

It's overwhelmed! The door frame is overwhelmed and is squeezed out.

A Fei's eyes suddenly opened wide. Although the door of his house was not big, the three of them could still walk side by side. However, the woman who came in was bigger and fatter than the three of them tied together!

This is no longer a human, it is simply a female fat pig!

After the fat woman came in, another fat woman came in and asked, "Where is Lin Xian'er?"

A touch of pain appeared in A Fei's eyes, and he said in a stern voice: "She has left..."

"Let's go? Well! I'll take you to see our female Bodhisattva..."

The fat woman who came in at first laughed and grabbed A Fei with her hands like a palm-leaf fan.

laugh!

The long sword stabbed! There was only half of the sword, and half of it had been broken by Shangguan Fei's mother-child steel ring!

But even if it is only half, it is enough to make the famous sword masters ashamed when they are in Ah Fei's hands.

The sword pierced into the woman's throat, but Ah Fei was bounced out.

"Hehe... What a powerful mud monkey. Although I have lost a little weight, my Bodhisattva will definitely raise you to be white and fat in the future..."

The fat woman laughed, pulled out the broken sword inserted into the fat flesh, wiped the blood, stepped forward and carried A Fei and left.

Although these two women were fat, their light skills were very light. A Fei only heard a gust of wind around him and suddenly arrived in a huge room.

The aroma of the food was everywhere, and the fried chicken was golden and drooling, but Ah Fei wanted to vomit.

There were more than a dozen fat women sitting in the room, and the fat one in the middle couldn't even tell his eyes and neck. It was like a mountain! A mountain of meat!

"Where is Lin Xian'er?"

The rumbling mountain rumbling and buzzing.

"Not found, but we caught her man back!" The fat woman threw Ah Fei and landed on the belly of Roshan.

"Hehe... I look good, I will love you well in the future!"

When the meat mountain was pinched, it was like a huge sponge and clamped A Fei. He reached out to wipe away the filth on A Fei's face, and a look of surprise appeared on his face, but A Fei was almost fainting.

"I'm afraid he can't afford this kind of blessing!"

A middle-aged man walked in slowly. His temples were gray and wrinkles were also present in the corners of his eyes. He was obviously no longer young, but he was full of a strange mature charm.

It’s Li Xunhuan! He will never give up on A Fei as his friend!

Li Xunhuan stood quietly and suddenly said, "The Great Happiness Female Bodhisattva?"

The female Bodhisattva of Dahjo smiled. When she started laughing, there was no special change, but suddenly, the fat all over her body began to vibrate.

A Fei was shocked and flew backwards, and fell into the arms of another fat woman. The woman laughed and hugged A Fei like a child.

The people in the room were shaking with her, and the cups, plates, bowls and cups on the table were jingling like an earthquake.

After the earthquake, the female Bodhisattva who was very happy like a mountain said, "You recognize me, but you haven't escaped yet, it's very good... It's so loyal! I like it, if you stay with me for two or three days, what's the point if I let him go?"

Li Xunhuan laughed and said, "If you lose three or four hundred kilograms, it would be okay to be with you... Now?"

He shook his head: "I really don't have such a good appetite!"

The female Bodhisattva of Daxun changed her face: "If you don't want toast, you will be fined for wine, okay!"

With a wave of her hand, several fat women surrounded her with smiles, and Li Xunhuan's hand also reached into her sleeve.

"Li Tanhua might as well wait..."

Suddenly, Fang Ming and Lin Lingling walked in. Lin Lingling looked at the happy female Bodhisattva, her little face turned pale, and she almost vomited all the bitter gallbladder.

The female Bodhisattva of Daxun suddenly asked, "Li Tanhua, which Li Tanhua?"

"Of course it's Li Xiao Li's flying knife Li Xunhuan!" Fang Ming said with a smile.

The eyes of women in the room lit up!

For more than ten years, there has been almost no name in the world that is louder than Xiao Li Feidao!

The female Bodhisattva of Great Joy asked again: "Who are you?"

Fang Ming giggled: "Someone told you that by finding Lin Xian'er, you can find the murderer who killed your godson. Now, I, the murderer, have come here!"

Li Xunhuan looked at Fang Ming with an extremely complicated look, and suddenly said, "You didn't have to come..."

"You don't have to come!"

Fang Ming suddenly stepped forward: "Da Huanxi Female Bodhisattva, do you know why I killed the Five Poisons Boy? I want to bring you here specifically!"

"Turn me over? Are you not afraid of me?" The happy female Bodhisattva smiled at the sky, and the whole room was trembling.

Fang Ming said slowly: "Although Bai Xiaosheng's weapon score is not ranked first, women, and demon sects, I know that your martial arts have entered the realm of transformation, far surpassing Songyang Iron Sword and others. He chews iron and practices well..."

The face of the big happy female Bodhisattva suddenly became cold: "Do you know? You actually know?"

"I know naturally!" Fang Ming stood up with his hands behind his back: "I asked you here just to ask you a few words, where is your leader? Where is the magic sword? I will spare you if you say it!"

Huh...

Li Xunhuan suddenly found that the meat mountain was trembling! The teeth of the female Bodhisattva Dahjo were already giggling.

He suddenly asked, "Demon Sword? Is it the invincible Demon Seven Killing Style that the Demon Sword Sect Master more than 20 years ago? It has fallen into..."

He looked at Fang Ming.

Fang Ming shook his head and said, "Li Tanhua, your Little Li flying knife is considered a miracle, but it is still far from being the best sword in the world. Do you know why it is for?"

"Of course it is because of the existence of the Seven Killings of the Demon Sword! The Demon Sword Sect Master was recognized as the top, and no one dared to challenge his edge. But now there are many people in the world who want to see my flying sword..." Li Xunhuan said with a wry smile.

"No! Li Tanhua doesn't have to be too humble. Your martial arts have long surpassed the famous hero Shen Lang and the past. A hundred years later, he may be even more famous than him... And among the three most powerful swords in the world, the Demon Seven Killing Style is just slightly better than Xiao Li's Flying Sword. This is still with a complete sword score... If it is just one move, it may not be as good as Xiao Li's Flying Sword!"

Li Xunhuan smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Fang is too proud!"

"It's not a sacrificing thing. The Demon Seven Killings are just one killing method. The Demon Sword is just a beautiful thing for the world and is far from worthy of..." Fang Ming sighed.
To be continued...