The anger in Jinshan’s heart is getting stronger and stronger, and the anger is getting stronger and stronger. There are already signs that she can control herself. Her body is trembling slightly, and a strange flow suddenly flashes in her eyes. The sunshine is charming, and the light is not strong during the day, so it is not conspicuous.

Facing the wounds of flying knife, Feng Yang brimmed with shoulder pain and suddenly leaned out of his right arm with two fingers. It is extremely fast to clamp the flying knife accurately, and the body has extremely strong attack power to clamp the flying knife with fingers. Flying knife contains great impact. Pulling Feng Yang’s arm, he let his shoulder splash blood, and his body was pulled back by flying knife. The ground rolled back and slipped back for several feet. This stopped.
At this moment, he is seriously injured, and this kind of bad situation will occur. If the wind blows in the heyday, how much pressure will it take to clamp this flying knife?
"Die, little one." The superb swordsmanship shows a ferocious ecstasy on his face. Although the sword has been broken, it makes him feel heartbroken and pressured by the strength of the wind, but it is more interested in the sword that can cut tenacity into several pieces than the sword of Qing Ming. It can be said that it is a kind of lack of heart and snake swallowing like greed.
Seeing that Feng Yang was slipped and broken by flying knives, he seized the opportunity to flash a handle. The texture method is comparable to that of Qing Ming Jian, but it is not the price of ordinary cabbage. The sword in his hand flies and jumps over Feng Yang, and the sword is like flying reeds, but it has unparalleled lethality.
"choo"
"Give me death"
Feng Yang’s body hasn’t stopped yet, but he suddenly turns around to bring impact to the body. With the help of this rotating potential, he gathers in his arm and clamps the flying knife. When the arm rotates, he suddenly lifts out.
Bearing the load brought by such great strength, the wind blows and his arm bleeds again, and the pain has made him unable to find words. He knows that he is so tough that his body seems to faint with pain.
There is still a time flying out of the blood, which is fiercer than throwing knives at wounds.
The speed of flying knife is twice as fast as that of breaking the sword. More than that, the time is amazing. In the layers of broken swords, a mouth is instantly transmitted through the broken body and a long blood arrow is pulled out
Having a pure and delicate picture is like killing an ant with one hand tied to a chicken. It hurts and tears. The weak girl leaves her face and looks at the scenes in front of her.
This is a painful loss in her career as a top killer in mainland China. Even if she assassinated the strong in Wu Shen, they did not fall into such a tragic situation. The four of them were seriously injured by a young man of their own age with the help of the occult technique. This is a very incredible thing.
I have never met it before, so I will feel so surprised. Even if the skill of throwing knives is superb, the number of assassins in this combination is large, and the success rate of assassination is high. At this time, the wounds are also stunned and horrified. My fingers hold my throwing knives and then use the impact of my throwing knives to transform them into strength to hit my brother hard. This is simply a shame, but it also proves the young man’s combat effectiveness.
Feng Yang slowly got up. At this time, he has become a bloody person, as if he had been soaked in a bloodletting pool and bathed in blood. Xia Ying, the navy suit she made by herself, has been dyed strangely dark purple. Because the blood soaked the clothes, the original elegant navy suit is also tightly attached to him, which makes his figure look more and more tall than some thin and rickety, just like a small seedling standing still strong in a storm, giving people a feeling of loneliness and desolation.
His shoulders are still hooked with a pair of silver hooks, and the blood keeps overflowing. Because of several excesses, his arms have been pulled more and more, which makes people feel creepy.
He held a giant sword in his hand and leaned on the ground with a pestle to hold his body steady. His eyes turned over with his head down, revealing a somewhat cruel and bloodthirsty charm. He stared at his psychology and looked at it again. He was lying around his giant sword and was in a coma. He was worried about three killers. He grimaced, "Now I have three in my hand, and I don’t lose one in your hand."
There are some hesitations in the look of Jin Shan’s arm shaking slightly. One side is his own goal, and the other is his companion who has been living together for many years. Although he is a killer, it is impossible to have any feelings for his companion, and there is still a cruel reality that even if he fights against him in this state, he still doesn’t have much confidence. Just that battle shocked him, which really shocked him and made him lose a lot of fighting spirit.
After finally weighing the pros and cons, the hands of the ruin booth gently pushed Jin Shan to push Jin Shan to the wind.
Jin Shan’s shoulder was stabbed by wounds, and she couldn’t help exclaiming in pain when she was pushed so hard, and then she ran to Feng Yang with gritting her teeth.
"I didn’t expect that this time we would plant you alone, but we will come again," said Yan Leng.
"No matter how many times you come, you don’t want me to breathe. She can’t take anyone away." Feng Yang put away his sword, but secretly he has already started the cycle of six ways. The first acupoint forcibly stimulated the body’s potential to restore some physical strength, so he put his arm around Jin Shan’s shoulder and forced him to fly.
It’s hard to imagine that this guy has been able to fly, which means that he is already a strong Wu Xian, and Zheng Ancheng belongs to the top ranks of the strong.
"If you can fly, why don’t you leave?" Jinshan wanted to get a message from Fengyang, but she didn’t receive Fengyang’s response. Suddenly, she felt the rain falling on her head. She was startled to see the sunny weather in Wan Li, which would also rain.
When she looked up, she saw that the wind was blowing, her nostrils and mouth were constantly flowing out, and blood was dripping from her head, not rain, but blood. When her eyes were blowing, she saw this young man who had always looked radiant since she realized it. Suddenly, his eyes were so tired that his eyelids drooped as if he were dozing off and his shoulders were overflowing with blood, which made his spirit weaker and weaker. She knew what kind of obsession enabled him to support the body that had been damaged to such an extent.
At that moment, she didn’t feel the fear and discomfort brought by the blood falling, but suddenly she felt an inexplicable feeling in her heart, which made her burst into tears in an instant.
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Chapter four hundred and sixty-three Independent thinking
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In any case, Fengyang finally insisted on returning to Juxian Base in Xunmeng Street. Although this flying all the way back attracted many passers-by to look up and watch, most of Zheng Ancheng, a strong Wuxian level, could look up and look at it with a far-sighted attitude, while Zheng Ancheng, a strong Wuxian level, knew that someone was flying, but no one went out to talk about anything.
Falling to the ground, Jin Shan couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. Flying high all the time made her a little uncomfortable. During the flight, she was floating and almost fainted. However, Jin Shan first thought that it was still windy, but when she reacted, she had already seen the wind and fell to the ground and looked weak and fainted.
"Come on," Jin Shan cried with tears at the moment when he saw that Feng Yang seemed to be dead.
At this time, everyone gathered in Xian and heard a delicate and crisp cry from the outside. Wu Hua, Rowling, Liu Zhe and Lan Long rushed out from the inside. Four big men rushed out while fighting against Wu Hua at a slow speed, and they kept pulling their clothes and pulling the front person out of balance. It is better to lose both sides than to let others take their own step.
These four animals have professional ear skills. They can judge the appearance and temperament of strangers at the first time. A girl with good appearance and temperament calls for help. This is how good it is to show a hero to save the United States. All four animals are rushing out.