Wu Xia: Ma'am, don't come here

The Tang Gate is an extremely large family-like force in the Shenzhou martial arts world.

According to rumors, the ancestors of the Tang Gate can even be traced back to ancient times, and they were once instructed by Mozi, one of the ancient sages, and specialized in tricky arts and fire thunder tools.

In the generational inheritance, the various unique arts handed down by the ancestors of the Tang Sect continued to disappear, and then they were supplemented.

In the ups and downs, the Tang Gate branches spread across several states.

It is different from the beggars who are the power of the world's beggars.

Although the Tang Sects in various states also have connections with each other and share the name of the Tang Gate, they have long been unrelated to each other in specific matters, and each has its own unique skills and means.

The Tang Gate of Songzhou, the two most famous dark weapons, are thousands and thousands.

According to rumors, there are thousands of people in the rivers and lakes who have seen thousands and thousands of Tang Gates, but no one has ever been able to tell what thousands and thousands of people are like.

If there is no trace, it is not clear, and there is no way to refrain from it.

Fifty years ago, there was a big battle between brothers and sisters between Mrs. Tang and Mrs. Tang, and Mrs. Tang was driven out of the Tang Gate.

Decades of hard work.

Tang Lao Fang created the Thousand Darts of Death and the Thunder Zhenzi, both of which are the pinnacles of the dark weapon.

So this moment.

At the moment 09 when the willow followed the wind dark weapon, Fu Lin'an's sincere way began to warn wildly, and two extremely strong sense of crisis, like needles, made Fu Lin'an's body tense.

The talent of mixing elements and unbreakable King Kong is extremely powerful.

But Fu Lin'an's current strength is only the level of the King Kong Mortal Realm after all, even if the accumulation base is strong, there is a limit.

Fu Lin'an did not dare to guarantee that he would not be harmed by resisting those two dark weapon stunts.

In an instant, the heart light was shining.

Even without the help of the heartstrings, Fu Lin'an could clearly feel that the entire space seemed to have slowed down.

The dark device that could not see the trajectory at all began to reveal its true appearance.

The name of the sun and the moon in the sleeve of the willow with the wind is not blown out.

It was only for a split second that Fu Lin'an found that the other party had actually hit a full one hundred and thirty-seven dark weapons with extremely fast techniques.

Tribulus terrestris, Zishen needle, wasp needle, pear flower nail, mother and daughter dart, poisonous sand iron rain, etc.

Ninety percent of the dark weapons in Fu Lin'an's heart lake could not be shocked.

Only when he scanned two of the ordinary dark weapons, in Fu Lin'an's heart lake, there would be a convergence of heartstrings and a dancing flame.

The huge heart lake is actually a lamp.

The lake is oil, and the heartstrings are fire.

In that firelight, Fu Lin'an could vaguely see that there were dark weapons that stimulated different forces, and it was actually changing the trajectory of dozens of dark weapons in mid-air, gathering like rain, and breaking a little.

Another dark weapon burst into violent, exploding black fire in the sky, which actually melted all eight Han swords in an instant.

What a vicious dark weapon.

After Fu Lin'an realized the danger in the dark vessel, his heartstrings spread and his heart lake disappeared.

Face the one hundred and thirty-seven incoming dark weapons.

Fu Lin'an was actually an incomparably hard eight-sided Han sword, cutting out an extremely gentle breeze.

The breeze suddenly swept into a tornado hurricane more than ten meters high, erupting with strong suction and engulfing the dark sky into it.

The tornado swept tens of meters, and black flames flickered in the wind.

When the long wind burst, a handful of molten iron spilled on the wasteland, stirring up repeated green smoke.

"Molten gold and iron, this dark weapon is powerful, so vicious."

"Yes, yes, fortunately it was blown away by Fu Gongzi's sword, otherwise it would burst out, I'm afraid that if I don't wait, I will suffer."

"Lying groove, am I the only one shocking Fu Gongzi's sword qi tornado?"

"It's really a handsome sword, if only I could worship Fu Gongzi as a teacher, I want to learn this sword."

"But pull down, I'm afraid you're more than sixty, and you're still playing a hairy handsome..."

This battle between Fu Lin'an and Liu Suifeng was far less magnificent than the scene when he fought with Su Beggar.

But its danger index has more than doubled.

Seeing that sword qi tornado stirring, there were even more vicious dark weapons flying.

The crowd who were still very excited to watch the battle also had to retreat again, for fear of being affected by the battle.

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In that scene, Fu Lin'an's sword qi tornado rested.

Seeing that the willow who was waiting for the wind to follow the wind, connected the five veins, connected the five earth qi auras, approached Fu Lin'an at an extremely fast speed, and the sword in his hand flashed, showing a five-petal orchid in the air.

These five sword techniques were extremely explosive, like shocking lightning, gathering all the True Qi to shatter.

With this sword technique, dealing with any martial art can be said to be seamless and invincible.

It was Fu Lin'an, in the case of hastily coping with this move, the sword momentum in his hand also had a momentary condensation blockage, and he had a feeling that there was nothing he could do.

As a last resort, Fu Lin'an could only cast another spring wind sword.

The four-foot steel sword turned into a flowing wind, and it reflected the orchid in the air.

The sword qi was like a stream of wind and snow, and the sword light was like a flower blooming in an instant.

After a fine and crisp sound of swords clashing.

Fu Lin'an's figure retreated violently, and a long sleeve on his left arm exploded like a broken flower butterfly, and the fine knife force swirled and stirred on Fu Lin'an's arm, leaving a white knife mark.

The five-petal blue sword method, Fu Lin'an only blocked four of the moves after all.

If it weren't for the unbreakable defense of the mixed elements, Fu Lin'an's left arm would have been stirred into minced meat on the spot.

This is the essence of Liu Suifeng's martial arts.

A miserable life, a life of scenery, a lifetime of obsession, a life of hiding, just to blossom in an instant and show your heart.

Five-petal orchid, corresponding to Zhao Shirong's famous Wuzhan Mei sword technique. After one move.

Fu Lin'an casually threw away the long sword that was already full of jagged gaps, glanced at his left arm, and then looked at the proud Liu Suifeng.

This sword is no worse than his own Spring Six Sword.

It's just that it takes a lot of life.

In this move, Liu Suifeng almost integrated all his spirit.

Once the heart is full, then the flower blooms, decays, withers, decays, and dies.

Fu Lin'an smiled bitterly and said, "I lost, but the person who should watch your move is not me." "

At this time, the willow followed the wind, the spirit was gone, and the demonic nature completely subsided.

The originally tall, thin and long body is really like its name at this moment, going with the wind.

After Liu Suifeng heard Fu Lin'an's words, he also casually threw away the soft knife in his hand, revealing a relieved expression, and said, "This knife of mine was originally prepared for Li Shenzhou. "

"I want to kill him, only by killing him can I control the power gang and be worthy of His Royal Highness the County Lord."

"Later, I found out that His Royal Highness the County Lord actually does not love Li Shenzhou, and the rivers and lakes are not her destination."

"During those days, I thought and thought, changed and changed."

"In the end, this knife was prepared for His Royal Highness the County Lord, and the five-petal orchid is extremely gorgeous, enough to be proud of a hundred flowers, but it is not comparable to the fragrance of winter plum blossoms..."