Good guy, please let me go

The middle-aged man was talking to himself, and at the place where the blood shot up into the sky, a miserable cry resounded across the earth: "Lord, help me!"

Feng Yang Zhixi was very familiar with this voice, leaning forward, with his heels raised, he shot out like a sharp arrow.Arriving at the fastest speed in my life, I found that a group of people did not surround the big pit that I saw before, but surrounded it instead.

Without further ado, he rushed into the crowd, and the anxious Feng Yang rushed over, only to find a strange-looking sword running after Shi Jiuji, seeing that strange brilliance was obviously an unowned weapon.

The sword is three feet long, the whole body is purple, with a misty precious light, the sword body is like purple mercury flowing, the light is overflowing and luxurious, and it is both real and illusory in a trance.There are many silver dots in this purple long sword, flowing with the precious light, it suddenly looks like the stars in the sky.

Sword name Xinglei.It belongs to the sword that Li Man made his debut at No. 1 under the twelve stars under the starry sky thousands of years ago.

Obviously it wasn't the Ten Thousand Soul Sword that the middle-aged man was talking about, and the middle-aged man who came along with him murmured, "No way, Ming Lao's hexagrams rarely make mistakes." But this sword is obviously not synonymous with evil in his eyes. The middle-aged man couldn't figure out the joints of the Ten Thousand Soul Sword, but he was unwilling to leave, so he still didn't leave.

Shi Jiuji was chased by Xingleijian and watched by many people, he called Mengzhu in a moment of impatience, and Mengzhu arrived quite forcefully, as soon as he relaxed in his heart, he was hit by Xingleijian immediately.

When the Star Tears Sword was attached to Jiuji's warm back, a streak of scorching purple light flowed out, and the stars in the purple light were like dreams and illusions, transforming into a silver-purple sword light, and there was the sound of weeping in a trance Come, it's heart-shattering and unbearable.

Jianguang has not been gentle since ancient times, and it is inevitable to hurt others. Those who stand close and have no defense will become embarrassed under the overflowing sword light.

Of course, Feng Yangzhixi didn't get this kind of treatment. He could tell at a glance that this star sword that came out of nowhere was chasing after Shi Jiuji, and wanted to recognize him as the master, so his attitude was not to go up and stop it. Instead, allow things to happen.

Feng Yangzhixi indulged, Shi Jiuji was about to cry, he didn't want this weapon, he didn't want it, he didn't want it at all, you have to believe me, my brother, I'll give you 1 reasons, 1 sincere reasons .

Whoever wants it will take it, brother Chiguoguo really doesn't want to.With a hint of luck in mind, Shi Jiuji asked: "Is there any way for Mengzhu to let me contact it with a contract?" I don't want it, I really don't want it.

Feng Yang Zhixi shook his head very simply.

Well, the cute master can't help, probably because the elder brother robbed him of the weapon, and he doesn't want to help, maybe he still has the mentality of watching a show?My brother is suffering!But still held on to the last hope, and turned to the surrounding crowd for help: "Brothers and sisters, who can help me relieve it? I thank you all."

Thank you everyone, you got such a good weapon, you don't want it, don't you know that you won't die if you don't die?Some looked at the sky, some looked at the ground, some looked at their nails, but no one looked at him.

Shi Jiuji was helpless: "Everyone, let me tell you, I am a person who will never be able to practice fighting qi and magic, what kind of sword do you want me to take?"