"Young Master Chen Yu, I've finally caught up with you, you know!
It's breaking my mind these days. ” The person who came was a regular customer, and at a young age, he had the slashing style of a seven-grade martial artist.
"It turned out to be Brother Chopping Wind, what wind blew you here, come, try our family's air-dried beef, absolutely full of energy."
Although there is a small breakthrough, it is only the peak of the Nine Rank Warriors, even if the Kyushu Holy Book is a god-level exercise, it is still too difficult to make up for this gap.
So it was decided to show weakness to the enemy and stab him a few more times.
The plan couldn't catch up with the changes, and Ren Shufeng didn't hesitate to draw his long sword and point it at him, "I'm here today just to have a fair fight with you, wash away the shame you brought me, draw the sword Chen Er." ” It's fair wool, just kidding, but if it's the other way around, if Chen Yu is a martial artist of the seventh grade, I guess I will say the same.
"You tell me to be fair, tease the crickets, you are a seventh-grade martial artist and a nine-rank warrior fighting, and you are not ashamed."
"Without further ado, I said that fairness is fairness, and now you have no choice."
The people who followed him before were obviously different from the slashing aura, and this thing happened to come to provoke now, I am afraid that the group of people who followed him were not sent by the royal family.
If he drags on again, it seems to say that he Chen Yu is afraid, yes!
He was afraid, but it didn't mean that he was willing to sit back and wait for death.
The ink sword came out of the wind, and the sword body exuded a cold aura.
"This sword is very familiar and shameful, Chen Yu will fight!"
The lion fought the rabbit with all his strength, this slashing wind was too ungraceful, and immediately a two-foot-long dark green sword light was born from the tip of the sword, and he bullied himself and slashed towards Chen Yu's neck, which wanted his life.
In fact, Chen Yu felt that it was quite handsome for the long sword to have a sword, but the problem was that no one taught him to do it himself, so in the end, he could only forcibly pour yuan power into the sword.
This sword could only be dodged, but the speed could not keep up, and the black robe bought for hundreds of taels of gold was cut a long hole.
I can't live, although I didn't hurt **, but I couldn't feel distressed.
The wind is attacking more and more fiercely, not revealing a drop of water, every sword is a pressing point, if it weren't for the profound Yuan Force that is different from ordinary people, it would have been defeated a long time ago.
Even so, it is still inevitable that blood will be left on the body.
Especially the small cut on his cheek, this really angered Chen Yu, and he rushed towards the slashing wind like crazy, and he took a sword hard, gravity attacked, and he was knocked back a few steps and hit the big tree.
"How do you feel, Young Master Chen Yu, it's okay to serve the wind!"
"Beautiful!
It's so beautiful, Lao Tzu almost groaned, and if there is a kind of chopping wind, he will cut it to Lao Tzu's heart, I don't believe that you really dare to kill me. ” Chopping Wind was amused, and he couldn't imagine that this young master didn't understand his situation, even if he really killed him, who could kill him and kill him.
"Since you sincerely begged me to kill you, and Chopping Wind is also a person of knowledge, I will fulfill your wish and give you a good time."
The slashing wind was shrouded in green light at the moment, like two fiery red eyes forming a huge monster, stabbing with all his strength.
On top of the paulownia tree, a man and a woman sat on the tree pole, slowly admiring the fight between two weak chickens.
"It doesn't look good, if this kid dies now, how will the Qilin awaken."
The man looked rough and had a good look, especially the mouth that was bigger than Chen Yu's three mouths, and at this time he was smiling, but he showed a domineering spirit.
"Little White Tiger, you're wrong again, he's not a unicorn yet, don't call it so affectionate."
The girl was about 7 years old, her red hair fluttering in the wind, her face was delicate and beautiful, and the two strands of hair on the top of her head were raised high, like a natural spirit given by God, but her black dress was as abrupt as if she was forcibly trying to ripen wheat.
It was none other than the little phoenix who rescued Chen Yi and had an enmity with him, but it didn't take long for her to seem to have grown up two or three years old.
"Among our several holy beasts, the Qilin is the most difficult to awaken, this is also inevitable, although that guy is very loyal to the alliance, but he often goes crazy and out of control, killing and destroying indiscriminately, in fact, he is the most pitiful one of us, if he can, how good it would be if he could not be resurrected."
The more the white tiger spoke, the more sad he became, sweeping the floor majestically, and screaming in a bloody basin.
The phoenix didn't care about him, he took care of himself and pressed the tree pole, and he had a lot of fun going up and down, no wonder, after all, people's nests were in the tree holes.
"Then you just go and save him, the big man knows to cry all day long, and I feel very sad as your partner."
"Don't go!
It's too weak, it's a waste of life to save him, why can humans be so weak, it obviously takes talent. ” "When that kid dies, let's go over and divide the body, and it can be regarded as making a little contribution to the peace of the mainland."
Phoenix three nodded.
"You are so ruthless, I Baihu didn't do this conscientious thing for hundreds of years, it's not an old monster who has lived for more than 10,000 years, and his consciousness is high."
"Oh, why do you look at me like this, I'm really not a personal vendetta."
Phoenix was embarrassed to say.
In the end, who asked her if she was a personal vendetta in the public, it was obviously a thief.
"Suzaku, in fact, for the sake of that matter, this kid should still be saved."
White Tiger said, completely unaware that he had provoked this old monster.
With a click, the branch was broken, the white tiger landed on the ground, ate a mouthful of ash, and complained aggrievedly: "Why are you born on the plane tree, you can't even grasp this tree pole, you are really ...... white" Before he finished speaking, he felt the flames envelop him, and he was about to become a roasted tiger, and a roar dispersed the flames.
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The power of the phoenix can be said to be both the weakest and the strongest among the six holy beasts.
Because of its nirvana properties, not only can it be reborn after death, but its power will increase exponentially.
Therefore, among the six holy beasts, the one who cannot be provoked the most is her, the phoenix, the king of birds.
"What the hell are you crazy about!"
The white tiger roared.
But the phoenix seemed to have nothing happened, landed on another branch, began to spoil it, and said: "I told you, don't call me Suzaku again, I'm a phoenix now, don't let me remind you again." ” "Why?"
Seeing that the phoenix had settled down, the white tiger finally asked such a sentence.
After all, the Suzaku was called Suzaku 10,000 years ago, and it was a very strange thing until that day, and there must be a deep reason for it.
For thousands of years, many people who have awakened the memories and inheritance of the holy beast have asked this question, but they are all disappointed, and the white tiger is destined to be difficult to get an answer this time.
"I forgot too, but I really hate the name Suzaku, I hate it very much!"
The phoenix was furious, and the birds in the forest sang in unison, flying around her and singing praises.