"Master, keep your eyes open and take a good look."

Jianjian stood beside the egret, looking at the old woman with an evil light flashing in her eyes and a strange smile on her face.

The old woman sat on the ground in pain. Seeing the smile on Jianjian's face, a bad premonition flashed through her heart.

"good."

Egret smiled lightly, it turned out that Jianjian was also a very sinister person...

The rest of the people also looked at the sword beside Bai Lu with their eyes wide open, and they all wanted to see what the so-called elegant beating method was like.

The sword is held fiercely in his right hand, and the fist of his right hand is surrounded by black light. This black light is like a black sun, emitting a strong movement. In the middle of the black light on the fist, there is a black vortex,

The whirlpool is like the area in the abyss.

His body flashed and he flew in front of the old woman at a very fast speed.

Kneeling down on one knee, Jianjian fiercely raised his right fist and hit the old woman's right shoulder.

Jianjian's fist hit the old woman's shoulder, and everyone seemed to be able to hear the sound of bones breaking. That sound, even in broad daylight, was terrifying.

In the whirlpool of the sword hitting the old woman's shoulder, a small black sword suddenly rushed out.

The small sword pierced the old woman's shoulder, leaving a hole bleeding and then returned to the whirlpool on the sword's fist.

Slowly standing up, the eerie black light on Jianjian's right hand gradually disappeared.

Patting the dust on the hem of his black robe, Jianjian raised his head and looked at Bailu, narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled, "Isn't it very elegant?"

Look at his serious expression, it seems like this is a very, very elegant thing.

"ah……"

The pain on her shoulder forced the old woman to scream, making a hoarse sound like stones rubbing against each other.

As soon as the old woman let go of her hand, the red crutch in her hand fell to the ground.

With her left hand covering the bloody hole on her right shoulder, the old woman was twisting in pain on the ground.

And the elegant and cold Jianjian stood in front of the screaming old woman with a smile. This scene was terrifying no matter how you looked at it.

The more I look at it, the more eerie it becomes!

The corners of Bailu's mouth twitched as he looked at Jianjian. How elegant is this?

He's even more barbaric and rough than her, isn't he?

Jianjian flew to the side of the egret and looked at the sea of ​​people around Fengyang Peak.

He raised his hand and shaved off a piece of broken hair in front of his forehead, shook his head again, and said with a stinking look on his face: "Sure enough, I am still the most charming. Look at these people, they are all intoxicated by my wonderful charm.

Under elegance.”

Bailu looked at Jianjian helplessly, made a fist with his right hand and mercilessly hit Jianjian's face.

Just when everyone thought that the egret would say a few decent words, the egret raised his hand, scratched his nose with his thumb, and said with a spring breeze on his face: "What does it mean to be intoxicated by your elegance? It is clearly intoxicated by the girl.

I'm brutally brutal."

Everyone was ashamed, and some even felt a flock of crows flying in the sky.

Sure enough, whatever kind of master there is, there are what kind of weapons.

This level of narcissism and shamelessness is not only the best in the world?

Jianjian stood up straight and touched his face, his cold eyes flashing with light.
Chapter completed!