, it was Mo Xidong. The man snorted coldly, slapped the handle of the iron fan violently, and a poisonous nail shot out of the air. Lin Konghun knew that his hidden weapon was powerful, so he quickly dodged it, turned around and punched the wind.

, fighting with him.

Sun Qingyan jumped up skillfully, stepped on the poisonous nail under his feet, and used his strength to rush forward to help. However, at this moment, the wind came again, and he saw five red figures blocking his eyes. It turned out to be the remnant of the Five Elements, and he saw this

Each of the five people was injured, but they all used their weapons, but their strength was still strong. Sun Qingyan roared angrily, and Tie Ling pointed at everyone's faces. The five people's bodies closed and flashed around. Apparently, after understanding the principle of the integration of the five elements, their cooperation was even better.

As expected, Sun Qingyan's five iron caltrops flew into the air and were deeply embedded in the sand.

"Ole Star Qingchen, how about the five of us brothers come back and have a gambling battle with you!" Liu Wufeng smiled and flew up to swing his bat, and the five of them once again surrounded Sun Qingyan tightly.

"I don't have time to deal with you, get out of the way quickly!"

Sun Qingyan was furious and struck with his palm. This time he used his palm with all his strength, and the force between his palms was enough to break rocks. What he hit was Kui Wuding who was in the heart of the formation at this moment. However, at this moment, the five elements

Yi Shao had acquired the mastery of the formation, and the operation of the formation became much more flexible. Kui Wuding did not fight hard with Sun Qingyan, but retreated, replacing Liu Wufeng as the center of the formation, waving the ebony stick and scattering the afterimages with him.

Everyone worked together to resist the force of Sun Qingyan's palm. Although Sun Qingyan had deeper skills, at this moment, the five of them formed a formation, blending into one body. For a moment, they could not break the formation.

Mo Zhiren was thrown off the horse, and there was an unbearable pain in his body. Every time he exercised his power, his whole body felt like it was going to explode. Coupled with the injury on his shoulder, he was in pain so much that stars were popping out of his eyes, and his head was in pain.

With cold sweat pouring down his face, Meng Zhan let out a strange laugh and came towards him. Suddenly he heard a clear whistle, and where the silver light flashed, Xu Huanchen jumped to his side again, swung his long sword, and stabbed three times in a row.

Xu Huanchen's skills were far more solid and steady than Mo Zhi's. Meng Zhan's legs were now disabled and his kung fu had greatly declined. Xu Huanchen used all kinds of sword techniques at the same time. Sometimes the Condensing Light Sword Technique was divided into attacking together, sometimes the Frost Bamboo Sword Technique was lightly grazing back, and sometimes it was useless.

The wind sword technique is as strong as a rock, and sometimes the Shaoyang sword moves forward suddenly. The essence of what I have learned over the years is now being used one by one. I can see the sword flowers dancing in succession, like frozen snow, the moon across the sky, and ice.

The thunder was drawn backwards, and the sword seemed to be slow but was urgent, reaching everywhere. Meng Zhan blocked several claws in a row, and couldn't help but screamed: "Where did you come from, you little bastard, you are meddling in other people's business, get out of here!"

With a strange cry from his mouth, dozens of blood crows suddenly flew down from the air, surrounding Xu Huanchen. The blood crows flew very fast, and they were famous evil species in the world. They flapped their wings and pounced, and their agility was far superior to that of Meng Zhan.

Although Xu Huanchen roared angrily, he could no longer break out of the siege.

Mo Zhi endured the severe pain all over his body, climbed up from the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, and said with a fierce smile: "What a short fat man, I didn't go to you, but you came to me first. I originally thought that I couldn't kill you."

, It is a great regret in life that you have thrown yourself into a trap today, which has solved a problem in my life."

Meng Zhan raised his head and laughed strangely: "Look at the look on your face. You are already about to die. How can you defeat me? Meeting your parents early and going to Netherworld Purgatory can be regarded as a family reunion!"

After saying that, both claws reached out and clawed at Mo Zhi's chest. Mo Zhi pulled out the broken sword from his waist and flew up with the sword. However, when the claws and swords met, Mo Zhi's body dwarfed and the sword shook.

, instead of fighting him head-on, the sword force wandered around and hit Meng Zhan's chest. Meng Zhan saw the sword force that he had never seen before, so he quickly turned back to block, but Mo Zhi's wrist moved hard and

The "Tianluo Qunxing" move comes out with the flow. This move is the sword technique taught by Shen Muchuan earlier. The wonderful thing is that the sword technique captures the stars in all kinds of forms. The sword moves are complex but not chaotic. Each of them is wonderful. It is also

Mo Zhi practiced the most proficient move. He immediately drew the silver flower with his sword and swept it toward Meng Zhan's chest.

"That boy, his swordsmanship is superb!" Wu Sang watched from a distance. Mo Zhi's hand broke off the sword and it suddenly turned into countless silver white pythons, flickering uncertainly. There was a way to advance or retreat, and there was no way to retreat.

He listed all kinds of moves, but he never lost control of the sword. Thousands of moves were only directed at the thirty-six large acupuncture points on Meng Zhan's chest.

Xu Huanchen looked at each other through the crowd of crows and saw Mo Zhi's sword technique. He had never seen it before, but it contained endless changes. Between the virtual and the real, it was difficult to guess. With just a thought, he had already guessed this.

It must be a unique swordsmanship created by Shen Muchuan.

Meng Zhan's eyes were dazed for a while, and he felt that the swordsmanship in front of him was mysterious and mysterious that he had never seen before. He blocked the first hand, and then used the second hand to block several swords. He blocked his left hand, but the right was wrong. Suddenly, his chest was blocked.

He opened several wounds, dripping with blood, and mixed with fear and anger, he suddenly felt that although Mo Zhi's swordsmanship was exquisite, his strength was empty, as if he had no inner strength at all. Looking at Mo Zhi's face again,

It became more and more gray and black, and he immediately understood it in his chest. He let out a strange cry, moved his horizontal claws to attack the long sword, and suddenly the inner energy was released from the claws. The force went along the sword body and backfired in Mo Zhi's body. In an instant, Mo Zhi's body felt as if he was struck by lightning.

Burning like fire, he screamed and fell on his back.

Seeing that Mo Zhiben had the upper hand, everyone in the Demonic Way suddenly fell down among the lightning and flints, with blood spurting out from their mouths. They each screamed and jumped over. But at this moment, Shu Yu and Zhang Xinzong had also arrived in the battle. These two

The person's skill level is far beyond the comparison of others, but two figures were seen lightly blocking in front of everyone. More than a dozen masters of the magic way took action at the same time, but they were unable to fight against the power of these two people. Chang Geng's soft sword clanked sharply, and flew away.

Claw Blood Refining was merciless. The two men rushed into the demonic array, one on the left and the other on the right. They turned their swords to the left and applied their claws to their right. They were so powerful that they actually had the upper hand.

"Who else can come to save you now?" Meng Zhan's words were like ice, and he jumped forward on an armchair, and the legs of the chair pressed heavily towards Mo Zhi's chest.

"Whoosh!"

But he saw a long flying feather arrow coming from the southeast, hitting Meng Zhan's left arm right in the middle. The feather arrow came with great force. Meng Zhan and his chair were hit by the arrow and fell back, lying on the yellow sand.

Above, Meng Zhan's left arm was pierced by an arrow and nailed to the back of the chair. The pain was extremely painful, but who fired the arrow in front of him?

Everyone looked around and saw a bright white military formation rushing out from the direction of Wuyang River. In a daze, a military flag stood proudly in the wind with a huge "Xiao" written on it. Looking at the appearance of the army, they were very neat and orderly, flying as fast as the wind.

, the leader was a female general. It was the girl who fought against the Beihuan cavalry with Mo Zhi and others that night. However, she was wearing ordinary clothes at the time. Now she was wearing a silver robe and white armor, riding a horse like a snow treasure.

The horse's brows were like frost, his eyes were filled with ice and snow, and the carved bow in his hand was fully drawn. He shot out several more arrows with a "whoosh", and the two arrows hit the blood crow all over Xu Huanchen's body.

And behind her, in the military formation, each rode a white horse, their hooves sounded like thunder, they were as fast as the wind and snow, and they shouted orders like a bell. They each held spears and carved bows. In an instant, they came in front of everyone, lined up like a city wall of ice and snow.

generally.

"It's Yunqi Yicong!"
Chapter completed!