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Chapter 122 Branding on the Flying Sword

Song Shuhang left the secret room.

Su Shi A XVI in front, Song Shuhang followed, came to the living room.

On the sofa, Uncle Xian Nongzong opened his eyes and looked at the two men coldly: “When you finally came out, my husband knew that you had not left the suite. ”

He guessed that the two were hiding somewhere in the house, and if it hadn't been for the demolition of the building, it would have caught the attention of ordinary people throughout the building, and he would have started demolishing the room.

“You shouldn't stay.” Sioux XVI sounds cool and faint.

“Bullshit, why shouldn't I stay?” Uncle Xiannong stood up and yelled.

At the same time, his whole body snapped and his hands clawed, each finger swallowed with true air, sharp as a blade.

Su Shi A's face was calm and she raised her right arm slowly, with a palm knife: “Do it. ”

Compared to Uncle Xian Nongzong, she is very small and very weak. But when her right arm lifted this, a hegemonic momentum spread from her.

The palm of the palm of the white crystal seemed to be transformed into a divine soldier who opened the earth, and a dazzling knife lit up.

Uncle Xian Nongzong was forced by her temper. He roared and stood tall, like an eagle spreading its wings, in order to seize the oppression of AXVI.

Normal martial arts fighters fight closely, most often in the middle of nowhere. But the uncle's attack went the opposite way, halfway through the sky, and Ling's hand claws kept hitting down, turning into a layer of claw shadow, under the mask.

Su Shi A XVI did not have any fancy whistle, with his hand as a knife, and the layer of claw shadow of Uncle Xiannong was cut with a knife.

In the blink of an eye, the sword is shining, and the water of the Yellow River is pouring!

Uncle's claw strength is remarkable, but with the power of one hand claw, it is really difficult to fight the power of the Yellow River Pentium.

Whoa!

Ling Ren's weight was torn apart by a knife, his hands were blurred, his figure was knocked out, and all the way down the furniture set in the living room, he hit the floor heavily.

The day after tomorrow, it is not a real Qi Qi comparison. Even the day after serious injury, as long as the attack can be played, the loser is easy to slap.

After Su Shi A XVI cut this knife, his face grew pale and his breath became impatient.

Uncle Xiannong slowly climbed up from the ground, his hands trembled and his blood drained.

“I have mercy for this knife... I will have Su Shi Aqi come here in three days to find out the reason for the incident with you and Xian Nongzong, and you will be decisive. Until then, you're on your own. You go, I won't take your life.” Su Shi 'an XVI Sinking Channel.

“Impossible, as long as I'm not dead, I won't leave!” The uncle's gaze: “I'll take you back, too, for risking your life. And... after you cut that knife, how much more real energy do you have left? ”

Su Shi AXVI frowned impatiently: “Then go to hell. ”

She was tired of this self-righteous old stubbornness, her crystal clear hands raised again and her knife flashed.

I really thought she looked like Song Shuhang behind her. If she wants to die, she's all set!

“Ho!” Uncle Xian Nongzong jumped, his legs filled with true qi, his body spinning, such as the poisonous dragon's diamond attack on Su Shi A XVI.

Boom!

The two sides came into contact again, and the direct air burst into each other, making a terrible blast.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!” At this point, the uncle's mouth suddenly screamed strangely. Immediately afterwards, he drew a weird parabola across the room and fell towards the balcony of the suite.

Boom! Some decorations on the balcony were smashed to pieces.

The next moment, the uncle dragged his severely injured body and jumped off the balcony. Leave a scene: “Wait for me, Su Shi's descendants. I'll be back! ”

Just say it. He's not going back.

- Gone, just gone.

He was proud of himself before, and looked at his death as if he were home. The next moment, leave a message and run.

“Historical harm!” Song Shuhang sighed in his heart - he couldn't even see the movements of both sides during the battle between Big Step and AXVI just now. That speed is completely beyond the theoretical limits of the human body.

Ar XVI's palms were full of swords and light, but she was confused at the moment.

In the second attack, her knife flashed just a little bit with her uncle's legs, and the uncle detonated his true temper, making a fierce impact sound... then screamed backwards like a shadow emperor and ran off the balcony.

Uncle, this is a bluff. Run for your life?

Or is it fraudulent?

“Do you know how to detect psychic powers?” A XVI approached Song Shuhang and asked softly with a voice only two people could hear.

If possible, secrets such as sound intrusion would be more appropriate.

Unfortunately, she's in a bad state, but standing on her feet takes a lot of energy. Now she can't even start a psychic ‘reconnaissance’, let alone a covert rumor.

Song Shuhang nodded slightly, expanding his spiritual power, and spreading his spiritual power around with the ‘reconnaissance’ of the pharman.

After the reconnaissance, there was nothing unusual and nothing to gain.

But... Song Shuhang's mind suddenly felt uneasy. This sense of unease was so strong that he could not ignore it.

Song Shuhang frowned, applying his mental powers to Farmen's 'reconnaissance’ and ‘vigilance’ all used once in a rotation.

There is still nothing to be gained - he is too weak to detect.

Zhao is like this, the more disturbed he is.

“Anything unusual?” Asked XVI in a low voice.

“I don't know, but...” Song Shuhang spoke in the middle, suddenly moving in his heart.

His spiritual powers changed and another spiritual secret was practiced.

‘branding sensing method’

This is Master Tong Xuan's disciple, "Brother Three Days", sent to him via the Internet to sense the robbed flying sword of Master Tong Xuan.

As soon as the branding sensing method was applied, Song Shuhang immediately sensed the branding target.

On the third floor of the building, there is a figure that looks like an ordinary resident rising in rank. This figure carries a guitar box on its back - with Master Tong Xuan's stolen flying sword!

The shadow climbs on the ground floor… not slow, not reveal a little bit of ruin.

He obviously had spells or objects to cover his breath. Song Shuhang could not have found him without the brand on the flying sword.

Are you with Uncle Xian Nong Zong?

Or... the lark behind the mantis?

“Find out what?” XVI sat on the couch and tried to restore his true breath.

“Someone's coming.” Song Shuhang said softly: “We're approaching, can you do it again? ”

Meanwhile, he took out his phone and quickly scrolled it. Not in a secret room, cell phone signals are no longer blocked - at this point, when is it better not to move rescue troops?

He left a quick message to Senior North River describing briefly his current situation and location. Please contact Su Shiqi as soon as possible just in case.

“Real Qi is not recovering so quickly due to internal injuries.” XVI smiled bitterly.

“So... I need to go to the group and ask the next seniors, how do I write the will?” Song Shuhang turned off his phone at the same time, haha laughed.

In the conversation room, Song Shuhang had countless thoughts in mind.

……

……

The man who approached with his sword behind his back is the big brother of the Lunar Knife Sect! The Lunar Knife disciple who stole the "Invisible Sword" from his tormented brother.

The bitter brother, now with his legs broken, is still being held by Simajiang.

“The Xian Nongzong guy and Su's descendants made positive contact and confronted each other. Opportunity has come." Master Lunar Knife Zong's brother's mouth revealed a big grip, slowly approaching Song Shuhang and A XVI's positions.

He received only one order from the top of the Moon Knife Sect - killing Su's descendants after they came into contact with them!