Li Zhichang whispered, "Are you afraid?"
Shi Xiuyun shook his head.
Li Zhichang said "good"
His left hand holding Shi Xiuyun right hand suddenly more than a fly knife.
No one can see how he pulled out this flying knife.
Xue Yiren stopped at ten feet away.
The sword appears bit by bit in the hand, revealing the light of the sword like clear water.
The sword has been pulled out, but it has not been completely drawn.
Because the sword is getting slower and slower, but the sword has been drawn.
Even though Shi Xiuyun doesn’t know anything, he also knows that when this sword is pulled out, it is the time for Xue Yiren to make moves.
This feeling is like seeing dark clouds and knowing it will rain.
In fact, the rainstorm is not terrible, but the quiet dark clouds before the rainstorm are the most terrible.
Because you don’t know when it will rain.
No matter how slow the sword is, it keeps coming out.
Li Zhichang also showed a dignified look, but hold the muscles of the two fingers of the flying knife. If you look closely, you will know that they have been in a relaxed state
Xue Yiren knows very well that the other party is throwing knives, but it is actually Gao Jianyi.
Flying knife is a representation of its meaning, but it can penetrate all the sword meanings in Li Zhichang’s heart.
In this way, the two men confronted Xue Yi-ren, and the speed of the sword was slowing down as always. The tip of the sword was less than half an inch away from the scabbard, but it did not come out.
The wait is long
Shi Xiuyun is more worried than Li Zhichang.
But she didn’t dare to move for fear that it would affect Li Zhichang.
Suddenly, Li Zhichang flew the knife and sold it, but Xue Yiren stopped the sword and saw a ray of red sword light suddenly appear in the middle.
This ray of bloody sword light came to the shadow, but it was hit by a flying knife
A fat figure also appears impressively to Li Zhichang there.
His goal is not Li Zhichang, but Shi Xiuyun around Li Zhichang.
The sword light was shattered, followed by the blue palm shadow.
God, Jedi, destroy the big hand!
This palm feeling overbearing actually abruptly compressed the gas.
The bamboo forest behind Li Zhichang was crushed to one side.
I want to be in the palm vortex, and he faces the same pressure.
Li Zhichang held out his hand and was greeted by a finger. All the palm strength suddenly vanished.
And Li Zhichang’s index finger and middle finger are close at Laogong point in the palm of the hand.
Xue Yiren’s sword is also drawn.
His sword came not at Li Zhichang, but at this sneak attack.
This man’s face is seven points similar to Xue Yi’s. The only difference is that this man is much fatter.
The sword stands on this man’s neck. Li Zhichang withdrew his finger.
He said lightly, "Why do you do it now? It’s still too obvious that your hand has only been practicing for seven minutes."
This man is none other than Xue Yiren’s brother, Xue Baobao, the second owner of Xuejiazhuang, and also the leader behind the assassination plot.
Xue Yiren said, "I should have thought that you came from something else."