A strange look flashed in Xiang Yang's eyes, and there was no more effort after a knife? Do you think my martial arts were brought by someone else's initiation?

The murderous intent flashed away, and the flying knife of Li, who was clamped with his fingers in his right hand, suddenly disappeared. The next moment, a brilliant and brilliant sword light passed by.

If you are in the hottest and strong sunlight, the white frost attached to the weeds collapses layer by layer, turning into dew and drops on the ground, the sword energy is overflowing and pouring out.

With a knife passed, a flying knife appeared in Xiang Yang's hand again, but one of the five people on the field was missing.

"I will naturally have to use my strength to kill Zhao Qingfeng and other powerful people who are about to be promoted to the innate world, but facing you may not be the case."

After Xiang Yang finished speaking, four people, including the Dragon Elephant Head Tuo, suddenly turned to look at Zhou Youheng who was contacting everyone this time, and wanted to kill Xiang Yang.

At some point, a flying knife had been inserted into his throat. What was terrible was that he had no idea. He just slowly raised his hands and wanted to grab something, but found that the strength in his body disappeared without a trace and finally fell to the ground with a bang.

The few people felt cold in their hearts. The middle-aged man holding the sword, what were you doing to kill Zhou Youheng?

"This is the flying knife's unique skill. It can be released or retracted? How is it possible?"

The face of the middle-aged man who was full of confidence in holding the sword changed drastically, and he couldn't believe it. Xiang Yang was so scary that they had just lost a master before they even took action.

Feng Wuya, who was closest to Zhou Youheng, had a sneer and his throat was dry. His forehead was sweating like rain, rolling down, and he fell to the ground with a thud. He was so scared that he was completely broken and unable to control himself.

Zhou Youhengjiu, who is more skilled in martial arts than him, died like this? If it were the one who just shot Xiang Yang, would he survive?

He recalled the scenes of Mianyang Inn that day. His sword was snatched and his face was covered in blood. From a young hero who everyone praised and envied to a topic of conversation for others after dinner. Everything was caused by the man not far away in front of him.

Facing Xiang Yang, he had formed an inner demon, and his spiritual will was deeply afraid of Xiang Yang. Facing this young man who was like a god and demon, he no longer had the courage to draw the sword, or in other words, he could no longer take up the sword and became a useless man.

In this way, Xiang Yang, who used a flying knife, directly destroyed the two of them, and the situation on the field was greatly alleviated, at least not five-on-one.

Of course, in this case, Xiang Yang's energy and spirit were also depleted, and he was no longer at the peak. It can only be said that there are gains and losses, and the crisis has not been resolved.

"I said in the Jiang family that you can do it, don't be repeated, and you will be smooth after killing you, and your thoughts will be clear. I don't know who will be the next one?"

Xiang Yang raised his flying knife slightly and turned his body to the side. Except for Long Xiangtou and Feng Wuya who had collapsed, the two left behind took a step back at the same time. The ugly man in red in the Four Elephant Sect's eyes decreased slightly, showing a hint of fear.

Xiang Yang had just used the knife, which was too strange. He was obviously still in his hand the moment before, but the next moment he had already penetrated into Zhou Youheng's throat. It can be said that the knife was misty and a gap between him was in the dark, and he was not sure to take it.

The identity of this ugly man in red is not simple. He is Wang Lun, the direct disciple of the Four Symbol Sect, and his martial arts are extremely skilled.

He was extremely qualified and handsome in his early years. He was favored by the elders of the masters and had high hopes to practice the magical skill that pointed directly into the innate point of the Suzaku Burning Heaven Art.

Unfortunately, the sky did not meet people's wishes. The Vermillion Bird Burning Heaven Art is too obscure and difficult to understand. Even if you have the cultivation experience of your predecessors, you will be walking on thin ice. If you are not careful, you will be hurt by the manic true energy of this skill.

This situation lasted until four years ago. When he opened the tenth meridian, he failed to survive the barrier of the Zhuque Burning Heaven's true energy. His body ignited spontaneously. Although he was finally rescued, his face was also ruined.

Later, he turned to the Fire Feather Art, the derivative technique of the Suzaku Burning Heaven Skill. With the help of the original Suzaku Burning Heaven Skill, he cultivated this skill to great success and had extremely powerful power.

It can be said that Wang Lun is the top master of the Four Symbol Sect second only to the descendants of the Four Symbols. He is hard to match him with the Fierce Wind Sword and Lightning Sword. Such a person is not sure about Xiang Yang's sword, which shows his power.

"According to what the young master said in his letter, Xiang Yang needs to use his energy and energy to use his sword. After just one knife, there will be any loss. Don't you take action?"

Wang Lun was afraid, but another middle-aged man holding the sword shouted at the dragon elephant-headed man who was as powerful as the arrival of the Vajra.

At the same time, the long sword in his hand came out and stabbed towards Xiang Yang, turning into a flower in the sky, dazzling, with complex sword moves and quick moves, which was enough to compete with Leng Hong, but his internal strength was slightly insufficient.

One of them took the lead in doing the move, and Wang Lun and Long Xiangtou Tuo were not vague. The fiery energy of the fire turned into a dense drizzle when the other person waved his hand. Every drop could burn through the rocks and melt the human skulls.

Middle-aged man took the lead in taking action, Wang Lun followed closely behind. The two of them had no more than one breath. Even if Xiang Yang's flying knife was powerful, he could only kill one person, and he would definitely die at the other's hand.

Fortunately, Xiang Yang learned more than Xiao Li’s flying knife. He used the technique of using the magical power of the finger-blinking magic.

The flying knife suddenly exploded into dozens of fragments in the air, and the supreme magical power of the Dingzhu Demon Subduing Demon controls the true energy. The bursting airflow of the knife weapon hovered into a shield, just blocking Wang Lun's Fire Feather Art behind him, and he was not allowed to do anything.

Then the move on his hand turned into a golden fingering method. His five fingers were like a knife. With a light stroke, he instantly shot out an infinitely sharp sword energy to form a knife array to cut through the flowers all over the sky, including hardness and softness, yin and yang, and a strange and vicious sword energy. The sword energy emitted by the five fingers was actually completely different attributes, which was the evolution of the five completely different sword techniques.

A clanging sound passed by, and a crisp sound of jingling came to the ground.

The middle-aged man retreated with the sword, and the strong wind under his feet swept away a piece of weed. A thread of blood slowly oozed out from the right side of his cheek. It was injured by the remaining sword energy. If he hadn't been clever, he would have died directly under Xiang Yang's finger.

Looking at the broken sword in his hand, the middle-aged man was full of shock. What kind of kung fu is this?

He is a sharp sword, and can break the sword that is close to the treasure soldier. Where did he get such martial arts?

The next moment, middle-aged and Wang Lun looked at Long Elephant Head Tuo at the same time. This person was their reliance on hunting Xiang Yang. If he didn't take action, how could they be Xiang Yang's opponents alone?

Just now, the Dragon Elephant Head Tuo did not take action, causing the two to return in vain. Xiang Yang almost fought a time difference and killed the middle-aged man holding the sword. They had to look at the mighty monk. What's the trick?

"Although the Sa family is entrusted by others, they are also upright. It is a shame for warriors to siege such young geniuses with you.

Xiang Yang, your energy and energy are depleted, and you are restrained by the two of you. At this time, you are less than 80% of your peak combat power. I can only do so. If you can defeat the family in such a state, then your life should not be lost.”

No one expected that Long Elephant Head Tuo would say this and actually feel cherishing talent towards Xiang Yang.

"Toutu, you."

Before the middle-aged man held the sword, he was swept by the indifferent eyes of Long Xiangtou Tuo, with majesty in his fierceness. In an instant, his neck seemed to be pinched and he could no longer speak.

He is different from Longxiangtou. The other party is just entrusted by someone's past promise, but he is obeying others' orders and is not a member of the same place.
Chapter completed!