Bang bang bang—After a series of collisions, each other's body shapes intertwined.

Nangong Jin held the flowing light sword in one hand, pointed at Jiang Bowen in front of him, and sneered: "Jiang Bowen, you can't escape tonight, you're going to be finished!"

Zhang Yi was full of skills and stared at Jiang Bowen coldly and said, "Jiang Bowen, I want to take your head to pay tribute to my father's spirit in heaven!"

"This guy is stronger than I thought!"

Long Pingtian said with an ugly expression.

Although they had four of them, Jiang Bowen was indestructible and had a wind blade to protect him. It was difficult to break through the wind blade by ordinary means.

Jiang Bowen slowly touched the wound on his waist, stared at Nangong Jin with his sinister eyes, and sneered: "Nangong Jin, you are the best in the Nangong family. If you are willing to lead the Nangong family to submit to our gods, I promise that your Nangong family will last for a long time and will always stand in this world. What do you think?"

Nangong Jin looked sarcastic and looked at him disdainfully: "Don't waste your time. If you want to win over our Nangong family, are you qualified?"

"What a pity, it's a pity--" Jiang Bowen shook his head and sighed, and said with disappointment: "The Ji family, which once had a prominent moment, are buried in the long river of history. Do your Nangong family want to repeat the same mistakes?"

Hearing words.

Nangong Jin fell silent in an instant.

Yes, the Ji family used to be a family standing at the top of the world, which is even less than the Zhang family.

However, it is such a brilliant Ji family that has been permanently buried in the long river of history.

The Ji family members died, fled, and some lived in hiding their names and surviving life - all of this was given by the gods.

The deity's behavior is to rule the family in this world, and to replace the Zhang family.

Seeing Nangong Jin who was silent, Long Ping was so angry that he stared at him and said unhappily: "Nangong Little Girl, you won't believe his nonsense, right?"

Nangong Jin quickly came to his senses and smiled slightly, "How could I believe his nonsense?

I just lamented the Ji family that used to be."

"Why do you need to talk nonsense to him? Just fuck him!"

Ghost Hand is already a little impatient.

Zhang Yi pinched Pan Long tightly, and a huge murderous intent emerged from deep in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "I want to kill this guy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yi's figure flashed suddenly, and the figure had appeared several feet away. Then the dragon in his hand slashed forward and horizontally.

Within one sword, the sword posture was changed three times in a row.

The speed is very fast! Jiang Bowen looked calm, and he suddenly stretched out his right hand and whispered: "Come on the sword!"

Wow—The next moment, a strange cold light flashed from a distance.

It was a very strange sword. The ancient sword broke through the air and fell into Jiang Bowen's right hand.

Jiang Bowen held the ancient sword and slashed forward twice, transforming into two dazzling sword lights.

Boom! In an instant, two sword forces collided together.

A terrifying gust of wind raged, and the remaining force hit Zhang Yi's body.

Puff, Zhang Yi's mouth bleed and he retreated.

This is not the end.

Just as Zhang Yi vomited blood and retreated, he bounced his fingers and several silver needles burst out.

Swish-Swish-Silver needle instantly broke the wind blade and stabbed Jiang Bowen's body.

Ah! Jiang Bowen screamed, and even his body movements became slower.

Good opportunity! Nangong Jin and others saw the opportunity and raised their swords to advance. The sharp sword force soared into the sky and headed straight for Jiang Bowen in front of them.

Jiang Bowen was about to raise his sword to fight back, but found that his true energy was a little messy and he was half a beat slower in his movements.

Pup puff puff! Almost at the same time, the three sword tips directly pierced Jiang Bowen's body, and blood flowed down the mouth of the sword.

"Damn it!"

Jiang Bowen was furious in an instant, and his aura surged out, forming a terrifying wind that swept away around.

Bang bang bang - caught off guard, Nangong Jin and the other two were shocked by the strong wind and retreated repeatedly.

Cough cough! Immediately afterwards, Jiang Bowen's body was a little shaky. He supported his body with an ancient sword, and some blood had already flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

The three swords before were not too deep, and they were just skin trauma.

If it weren't for his protective energy, those three swords could have killed him! Nangong Jin flashed, holding Zhang Yi, who was covered in pale face, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine!"

Zhang Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked up at Jiang Bowen in front of him and said, "The wind blades around this guy are very strong, but I have found the disadvantages!"

This disadvantage is his tiny silver needle.

The wind blade seemed indestructible, but it could not guard against the tiny silver needle.

And Silver Needle is a good way to break through! "I saw it!"

Nangong Jin nodded and sneered: "You will use the silver needle to attack secretly later, give us a chance to take action, and take him down in one fell swoop!"

After a simple exchange, they quickly formulated a plan to win Jiang Bowen.

Jiang Bowen pointed his acupoint to stop bleeding. His eyes were shining and he said coldly: "You guys have already angered me!"

After saying that, he raised the ancient sword in his hand, and a trace of free true energy condensed on the sword body, which immediately made the ancient sword buzz and tremble.

Long Pingtian's eyes narrowed slightly and he exclaimed in surprise: "That's a hidden sword!"

Hidden sword?

Zhang Yi was stunned when he heard this, and then couldn't help asking: "Old Long, is the hidden sword very powerful?"

At this time, the ghost hand spoke and explained: "The Tibetan sword is a rumored divine sword in the Tibetan border. It is said to be tempered with meteorites outside the sky. It not only cuts iron like mud, but also invincible!"

It sounds very powerful! "The Sword Technique of the Netherworld of the Fantasy Sea!"

Jiang Bowen pointed forward with a sword hidden in his hand, and wind blew under his feet, and a distance of several feet arrived in a flash.

At this moment, the tip of the sword hidden suddenly trembled, and dozens of sword shadows transformed into it, blocking all Zhang Yi's retreat.

The Sword Technique of the Netherworld of the Illusion Sea, with thousands of sword shadows, is even more invisible. It is a long-lost ancient sword technique.

"The Dragon-Spiriting Sword Technique!"

Zhang Yi shouted lightly, and the dragon in his right hand shook slightly. The sword tip hooked up a dragon-powered sword light that looked like a substance, and attacked dozens of sword shadows that were coming.

Boom! The two swords collided and made a terrifying explosion.

The next moment, Jiang Bowen held the sword in both hands, and while stepping out, he slashed the sword in his hand twice, and picked it up with one sword again.

Zhang Yi slowly retreated back, and also held the Panlong and slashed forward twice.

Dang ding! A metal collision sounded.

The sword technique of the Netherworld of the Fantasy Sea is quite exquisite, and the sword moves and sword force are unexpectedly forced Zhang Yi to retreat step by step.

Swish—Scrap of sword lights surged forward, and Zhang Yi used his mysterious footwork to avoid it. Several terrifying sword marks appeared at the position where he was standing.

Their movements were as fast as lightning. When Nangong Jin and the others reacted, Zhang Yi was forced to retreat repeatedly.

"Do it!"

The next moment, Nangong Jin and others flew over and joined the battle circle.

With the addition of Nangong Jin and the others, Zhang Yi faced a lot of pressure and was able to fight back.

Buzz — Suddenly, Zhang Yi felt a tingling pain in his head.

Oh no! In a hurry, I accidentally saw Jiang Bowen's rolling eyes, which led to myself being hit by the art of dreaming.
Chapter completed!