In the wind and sand, an old man with a black beard walked out faintly, but he saw this man dressed in purple robes, walking with majestic steps, slowly walking towards the battle situation in the desert, taking one step, although there was no sound, but faintly

As strong as wind and thunder, with such inner energy, he was none other than Li Qixiang, one of the top seven martial arts leaders in the world.

At this moment, the sky was getting late, and the wind and sand were gradually rising in the desert, but the yellow sand was not blowing up to him. Li Qixiang's whole body was covered with an invisible majestic energy, lingering around him. He glanced around and saw several people in front of him.

, they are Wu Sang and Hu Yuehan, a couple from Xuejie Hall, and the man in the green python robe is a disciple of Yueqian Hall, his name is Yuan Yi.

When Li Qixiang participated in the World Martial Arts Competition, he was nearly thirty years old. He was already a well-known figure in the martial arts world at that time, and he had a vast knowledge in his mind. He had traveled to the borders for many years, mopping up the remaining forces of the demonic way. For the few people in front of him, he had also had some problems in more than ten years.

Fighting against each other is very familiar. When it comes to martial arts attainments and basic skills, these three people can be regarded as the first-class masters in the magic way. But even if they are put together, they are definitely not their enemies. Over the years, he has

He has a lot of experience in fighting, and although he has a lot of energy in his chest at this moment, he is not in a hurry to take action. Hearing bursts of noise in the distance, he also raised his eyes and looked up.

But not far away, a group of villagers from Kuiling Village were hurriedly walking with their families in tow. On the other side, the war sand was rising and the wind was howling. It was Beihuan's army and horses who were coming to kill them one after another. They were fighting with a group of demon commanders led by Sun Qingyan.

Fight on the side.

Li Qixiang saw this, but was quite surprised in his heart. It turned out that he had been fighting against the demons at the border for more than ten years and had seen a lot, but he had never seen him gather together more than a dozen top masters of the demons like he did today.

Arriving here together, his eyes were bright, but he saw that there were masters from the four gates of the Demonic Path present at this moment. This strange sight really made him feel itchy.

"Hey!" Seeing that his eyes were wandering, Wu Sang shouted loudly. Although his skills were not as strong as Li Qixiang's, he was by no means mediocre. He shouted loudly and exploded in the air, full of momentum, "That big black beard Li Qixiang!

What the hell are you looking at? Are you coming here to fight again? You just hurt my wife, which is a huge sin. Although I, Wu Sang, have never defeated you, I have never been afraid of you!"

Wu Sang had a hot temper. When he spoke, his mouth was often faster than his brain, and his hands were extremely agile. He opened and closed a golden dragon fiercely, and cut off Li Qixiang's neck like a ferocious beast. He was a rough and violent man, and his hands were fierce.

The golden dragon scissors were also very consistent with his temperament and kung fu. When he got tired of using the knife and stick, he found them extremely unsatisfactory, so he simply melted fine iron into gold and created such a pair of huge golden scissors. After thinking hard, he came up with a new idea.

Although the twelve strange scissoring techniques are not as sophisticated as those of the martial arts masters who founded the sect, they are still enjoying themselves. At this moment, they suddenly used one of the scissor techniques, "One Cut to Cut Off the Head".

Li Qixiang saw that his attack was extremely fierce, but he did not lift his feet to exert any force. Instead, he swept back a few steps against the yellow sand. When he was about to speak, Wu Sang cursed and stopped him again.

, that huge pair of scissors glowed with gold and copper. Although the first cut was empty, the second cut was still extremely swift and domineering. Wu Sang lowered his arms, and with sharpness again, this cut was directed toward the waist.

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Li Qixiang had a look of helplessness on his face, turned over and dodged again, Wu Sang's incessant yelling and cursing could still be heard in his ears, and he smiled bitterly in his heart. In fact, Wu Sang's use of the set of scissors was not very subtle, and was quite rough, but he repeatedly

When he was about to speak, Wu Sang said that he was going to say some high-sounding slogans, and a burst of sarcasm and curses came out of his mouth. Li Qixiang couldn't stop him from talking, so he had to keep silent and concentrate on watching his golden dragon cutting attack.

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Originally, Li Qixiang always wanted to ask what the cause of the distant war situation was, and why the demonic way uncharacteristically protected the people from Beihuan's invasion, but he could not open his mouth. Now his mind was divided, and the offense and defense could not be coordinated. On the other hand, Wu Sang

But he was concentrating on cutting Li Qixiang into seven, eight or nine pieces. He opened and closed his arms and moved the scissors like lightning. In a moment, he actually forced Li Qixiang to retreat step by step. He cut Li Qixiang twelve times in a row with a technique worthy of a general.

When I came out, I felt that it was very smooth and satisfying.

At this moment, Li Qixiang calmed down and put down his inquiring mind. His thoughts were all the same for a moment, but he saw the big scissors swung down in the air. Li Qixiang gave a low shout, rushed forward, and pointed sideways with one finger. This finger seemed to be floating lightly.

Without much force, it hit the side of the scissors like a whisk, but Wu Sang suddenly looked shocked. His hand seemed to be blocked by a giant hammer, and his entire upper body was almost twisted to the side. The golden dragon scissors made a golden sound.

There was a dull sound of iron, and there was a heavy buzzing and trembling. Wu Sang stepped back sideways, and then stabilized the weapon in his hand.

"Old guy, your kung fu is really not weak!"

Wu Sang always had a saying that his twelve-way scissors were broken by Li Qixiang with one finger. Although he was shocked but not angry, he cheered loudly. Then Li Qixiang put his hands up and stepped forward and asked: "Let me ask you

, that’s the evil star Qingchen over there?”

"Bah!" Wu Sang spat and cursed, "Fuck you, you bastard, grandma, what kind of evil star? That's our Holy Religion's star envoy, and Zhang Xianzong of yours is not worthy of carrying his shoes!"

Wu Sang entered the devil's path and had always obeyed the advice of the Fourteen Evil Stars. Although Sun Qingyan had been missing for many years, he had always believed that the envoy of Qingchen Star would never die at the hands of a beggar, so he kept waiting for him.

Xiang Xun saw the God-Destroying Fireworks soaring in the sky that day. He was overjoyed and immediately called on his peers in the Demonic Path to come together. He had been a generous and righteous person for many years, and his reputation as Qingchen was as thunderous as thunder. Suddenly, the master of the Demonic Path was nearby.

They were all mobilized.

But Li Qixiang is a righteous hero, and everything he says and thinks is contrary to him. Naturally, he calls Sun Qingyan an evil star out of his mouth. This really stung the hearts of Wu Sang and others. At that moment, his anger was blazing, and he held his hand with his left hand.

, the golden dragon suddenly rose up from the yellow sand with a "sudden" sound, and a wall of yellow sand flew up in front of the two of them, making them unable to see.

Hu Yuehan frowned and heard that although Li Qixiang's words were very rude, they were not overly hostile and seemed to be willing to help. However, seeing that her husband had murderous intentions at this moment, she was afraid that the two would fight and hurt her husband's life.

At this moment, he had no choice but to shout and stand up to join the battle. At this moment, the yellow sand wall was lifted up by Wu Sang's force, which was ten feet high and an inch thick. Hu Yuehan raised his palm and flew forward, and two silver shuttles shot out from his sleeves, covering both sides.

The sound penetrated the sand wall and went straight to Li Qixiang's chest.

Unexpectedly, a heroic laugh came from the other end of the sand wall, and a burst of energy burst out like a flood. The sand wall was immediately overturned by this force and scattered, and even the silver shuttle was beaten by this invisible force.

The damage turned into silver dust, and Li Qixiang jumped up like a god. This time, his movement was so fast that almost only a purple afterimage was left. He jumped behind Hu Yuehan, and clasped his left palm down, as if he was holding down a mountain. The strength in his palm was immeasurable.

As soon as they made contact, Hu Yuehan pressed down Hu Yuehan's right shoulder. Hu Yuehan knew that he was jumping behind him, and his mind was so sharp that he immediately used his strength to fight with his whole body. However, in a daze, he only felt that his left shoulder was like a shackle, and he could not compete with it at all.

, immediately fell to one knee and could no longer move at all.

Seeing that his wife was restrained in an instant, Wu Sang couldn't help but yelled angrily, and quickly turned over and slashed. Behind him, Yuan Yi raised his hand and flew up. The nine-section steel whip rolled into the wind, and there was a dragon dancing in the air. In an instant, he fired

Go to the back door.

Li Qixiang was in the middle of a battle, but he was completely calm. His body suddenly floated up, his lightness was like a god, and he jumped to the side together with Hu Yuehan. His movement was fast and swift. Although Wu Sang was by his side, he immediately cut back, but he was still unable to catch up.

The golden scissors collided with the steel whip that came from the air to support them. Sparks burst out and made a sharp sound in an instant. Both of their arms were sore and numb. They could not control the weapons. The steel whip and golden scissors fell to the ground together, half sinking into the yellow sand.

"Old boy, you are so shameless! How can you kidnap other people's wives? If you are short of a woman, I will find one for you. Give me my wife back quickly!" Wu Sang was so angry that he couldn't speak at all, but he still

He refuses to admit defeat.

Li Qixiang knew that he had an eccentric temperament and was talking to himself, but she did not argue with him. He just said in a deep voice: "You demon-destroying gods must have secrets. What are your plans? But you have to attack these old, weak, women and children."

What!"

Wu Sang spat again: "Ah! You old boy, after all these years, you still have the heart of a villain, and you are trying to make us a gentleman! You are so damn blind, you didn't see my star envoy and his people.

Resist the White Slave Tatars in Beihuan! If you bastards hadn't blocked the road, I would have gone over and cut them off one by one, cutting the White Slave Tatars in half!"

Li Qixiang saw that Wu Sang was spitting and his face was red, but it didn't look like he was lying in his speech, so he said: "If we are to resist foreign aggression, we will be on the same front."

Wu Sang glanced at him and sneered: "Hehehe, how dare you, how dare you, you are the righteous masters of the Chivalry Alliance, and we are demons and monsters, how can you bear the task of resisting foreigners?"

Li Qixiang snorted coldly and released his strength from his palms. Hu Yuehan was free in an instant. He felt his shoulders relaxed and relaxed, and his energy and blood were flowing as before. When he turned around, he saw Li Qixiang flying towards the Beihuan battle in the distance.

"Ms. sir, let's go and help each other quickly. If Li Qixiang is unfavorable to the Star Envoy at this moment, we will definitely die!"

Wu Sang nodded, looked back at Wang Wuya and Xu Huanchen who were lying on the ground at the moment, and called out: "Hey! Yu Xuanzong boy, you can come with us, this sissy Bai Lian has been cut off

, there’s nothing to see!”

Xu Huanchen had been strangled by Wang Wuya's neck before. It took him a long time to regain his breathing smoothly. He knew that the people in front of him were masters of magic, but now he saw that Beihuan's troops were getting tighter and they were killing more and more. At this moment, Beihuan's soldiers and horses were actually

Four to five hundred people had been killed, and it was no longer time to care about the differences between sects. With Sun Qingyan and a dozen others already in danger, his heart was filled with fear, and he also raised his sword and charged forward.

Li Qixiang's body was like a hurricane, sweeping in. As soon as the wind from his palm came, more than a dozen Beihuan cavalry were knocked off their horses. However, they saw that he was like a purple light, rushing left and right, invincible to those who blocked him, and in an instant, eighteen

The palm formed a formation of its own, and its unparalleled internal energy directly beat the Beihuan soldiers who were approaching to pieces. The group of people didn't know why, they had never seen such kung fu, and they kept shouting in the Beihuan language.

, paused for a long while, and then rushed forward again.

But even though Li Qixiang and others are all masters of the world, a dozen people are still a drop in the bucket when faced with hundreds of Beihuan soldiers. Spears, scimitars, and halberds are like a forest in front of them, knocking down one person, and three more people attack as if they are not afraid of life and death.

When they came up, everyone's defense line was strengthened with the arrival of Li Qixiang, but then they were suppressed by the Beihuan Army's bows, horses and long swords.

"Fight and leave!"

Sun Qingyan shouted loudly, regained the strength of his arms, and threw dozens of iron caltrops out. There were screams of pain in his ears, and everyone immediately retreated while fighting. Li Qixiang stretched out his palms, holding one on each side.

The big man immediately turned around with all his strength, dragging the two cavalrymen to their backs and knocking them into a dozen Beihuan soldiers beside them. The offensive in front of them was suddenly greatly reduced.

When Li Qixiang saw the iron caltrop coming out of Sun Qingyan's hand again, he couldn't help but ask: "How much does it cost your demons to use hidden weapons every year? Are you not an iron mine operator?"

Sun Qingyan glanced at him and said coldly: "I don't have much left, if you talk too much, I will throw it all at you!"

Everyone protected the villagers of Kuiling Village and then retreated. Just now, the Beihuan Army was defeated by the hidden weapon in Sun Qingyan's hand. Although they were shouting and shouting at this moment, they no longer dared to rush forward rashly. They were just tied to the troops in Kuiling Village.

The assistant officer was still shouting, as if he was scolding everyone.

Suddenly, there was a stinking smell everywhere, crows were flying in the sky, and a heavy cloud like black blood slowly rose from the Darong Pass, as if blood was dripping from the sky, and quickly rolled towards the crowd, and with him

Along with the blood cloud, there were several more people and horses. The leading horse was a yellow-skinned and inferior horse that looked thin and short-haired, and the person riding on it was none other than Mo Zhi.

"I brought a big baby here for everyone!"
Chapter completed!