"Hey!" Ma Changguang sneered, and said, "I knew it today, why bother!"

Suddenly, Feng Shaoyu's face turned a bit, and she became a little insignificant. "Oh, Master, we don't know each other, what you want, you say, as long as I have it, I can give it to you."

Ma Changguang blinked his eyes and smiled, "Begging for mercy now, don't you think it's over?"

"It's not too late!" Feng Shaoyu looked very seriously. "As the saying goes, good dishes are not afraid of being late. We are all businessmen, and we're asking for money with kindness. It's not our style to fight and kill, business, anyway It 's about talking. It 's better to find a place, make a pot of tea, sit down and talk. "

"Haha ..." Ma Changguang laughed suddenly, "Do you know what you look like now, it's really cheap! Let me have the urge to stab you!"

"Er! Ma, this impulse is the devil, but you can't be impulsive, you must be stable and calm!"

"Boy, I really can't see you through! I can't imagine you, who was just right now, how can this become a cowardly mouse."

Feng Shaoyu chuckled: "Boss Ma, you are a smart person. At this moment, we have to be flexible. No, this is the same. How can it be flexible?"

Suddenly, Ma Changguang's face sank, and he said, "If you want to be flexible, don't dream anymore! I tell you, this road is nowhere!"

"Don't!" Feng Shaoyu was anxious. "Boss Ma, this is the magic weapon I made for Senior Jiang. It's for you!"

Said, Feng Shaoyu stabbed the dragon with his hands.

"Shao Yu, don't ..."

But at this moment, Li Yitong rushed over and stopped.

Ma Changguang's eyes flickered, hesitating for a moment.

This is the moment, Feng Shaoyu suddenly hit the killer, as soon as the wrist turned, he thrust the dragon spurs out.

Feeling the danger, Ma Changguang's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly fought to resist.

However, the dragon thorn turned suddenly, bypassing the long sword on his chest, penetrated his body, and pierced through his back.

"You ..." Ma Changguang's mouth was bleeding with blood, and Feng Shaoyu was angry.

Feng Shaoyu grinned sneer, "What are you, you are so careless because you have lived so old. You are so wary, haven't you heard of it?"

"I want you to smash a thousand corpses!" Ma Changguang was so angry that his eyes were almost glaring.

"Wow, it's scary, I'm so scared!" Feng Shaoyu teased.

"You ... dead!" Ma Changguang waved his sword and chopped it down.

"Fuck it is you!" Feng Shaoyu turned his right wrist suddenly. Suddenly, an overbearing sword power strengthened a few points through the amplitude of the dragon's thorn, and shook directly to Ma Changguang's body, trying to shatter his broken bones. No deposit.

"Huh!" Ma Changguang sneered coldly, "Do you think this can kill me too? Stop dreaming!"

Ma Changguang grabbed the dragon thorn with his left hand. Suddenly, Feng Shaoyu felt a strong impact, squeezing his sword Yuanli back.

At the same time, Ma Changguang's long sword fell on his right hand.

"Your sister!" Feng Shaoyu yelled, and had to temporarily avoid the sharp edge, moving his body horizontally to dodge.

Seeing Shaoyu avoiding, Ma Changguang hurriedly drew his sword upright and chopped the dragon lunge.

"Rely on!" Feng Shaoyu was shocked. He didn't want the magical tool he had just made and was destroyed by him.

Immediately, he hurriedly raised his arm, and the dragon lunge was retracted in time, avoiding Ma Changguang's sword.

As soon as the dragon's thorn pulled out Ma Changguang's body, Feng Shaoyu shot up and lifted his sword.

Kill him while he is ill!

Feng Shaoyu didn't want to give him a chance to breathe, because a master like him, once he came over, he might die himself.

He didn't want to take any risks!

"when!"

However, what surprised him was that Ma Changguang even resisted his sword in time.

This sighed in his heart, he was indeed a master, and the reaction was fast!

"You're dead!" Ma Changkong yelled.

"Do you think you're blocking it?"

The words did not fall, and the Dragonthorn prolonged the attack again.

"Dang!" Another collision sounded, which surprised Feng Shaoyu.

"Shit, the same recruit, do you think I'll be fooled again?"

"Damn!" Feng Shaoyu's death word was still spit out, and Ma Changguang's body was suffocated to Zhenfei.

"Go!" Feng Shaoyu took advantage of this anti-shock force, flew at high speed, and fled towards the Xuanling Sword.

Li Yitong heard and hurried to keep up.

"Ah!" Ma Changguang spit out blood and roared. "Even at the ends of the earth, I will crush your bones."

Hearing this roar of fury, Feng Shaoyu shuddered and shivered in his heart. He knows that this is completely annoying Ma Changguang. The small belly chicken intestine of Emma has a character of revenge and must be endless.

And if he wants to live, he has to keep thinking, but this method is absolutely necessary.

Damn, this is really a big game!

Master, do n't worry, is n't this still me! This old boy didn't know that I existed. When it was critical, I suddenly attacked and I would definitely kill him.

Oh! can you? "

I'm going, master, you look down on me too! in those days......

Stop, don't think about it. It was too far back then, and the important thing is now, think about it now!

Rest assured, it's all right with me! '

Then my life will be left to you, you have to take care of it.

calm down!

Believe it or not, your sister. If I were destroyed, I would not let you go as a ghost.

Sorry, I devour the soul!

You ... Damn it!

"You can't run away!" Suddenly, Ma Changguang's voice came through.

Feng Shaoyu looked back and found that it was less than a hundred meters away from Ma Changguang.

You're wrong, you're wrong, and you're hurt so fast. God, do you pit me or pit me?

Suddenly, Feng Shaoyu raised his mouth and said, "Eat me!"

The right hand waved violently. Suddenly, a whirlwind of sword blades appeared, sweeping the ground and killing Ma Changguang with the tendency of destroying the dead.

"Boy, do you think this can stop me?"

Like a mad lion, Ma Changguang ignored the whirlwind of the sword and rushed out of it.

"Hey!" Feng Shaoyu smirked, "I knew you would be like this."

Suddenly, a flash of blood flashed, and a sword mang fell into the sky, piercing the horse Changguang who just came out of the whirlwind of the blade.

Ma Changguang was frightened to dodge his sideways, but the sword came too fast, and he didn't take any precautions. Jianmang ran across his chest, leaving a long blood.

If it were not for his rich experience and quick response, if this sword is in the middle, even if his life is lost, he can lose his combat effectiveness.

"Abominable boy ..." Ma Changguang was furious and added ten levels.

He was a mighty man in the early stage of imagination. He was repeatedly struck and washed by a monk in an innate state. Even if he wanted to stop, his dignity would not allow him to stop.

Today, if he can't cut it with his own hands, how will his face remain, and his dignity should be established.