"Players clear out the people nearby, and the heroes of Liangshan will follow me to catch her!" A wolf howl cleared a distance, He Ming said lightly, leading the heroes of Liangshan will rush towards Yue Lian.

"Stop them!" Yue Lian ordered the guards around him to keep an eye on these bosses, but he didn't take the level of the Liangshan heroes too low? Even He Ming was only at level twenty, let alone others? It would be strange if he was not despised.

"Ao Uh!" Seeing that the distance was getting closer, the War Demon screamed and jumped up with the wolves. He threw down a group of enemies and surrounded Yue Lian and the others. The players began to clear up the Prime Minister's soldiers and the grassland coalition forces around him according to He Ming's order. The heroes of Liangshan began to deal with the personal guards who had reacted.

"The clear lotus comes out of the water to ask the moon, and the moon sprinkles the building and shines on the west wind!" Yue Lian's sword drew a silver arc, and she danced on the lake like an elegant fairy.

"Ding!" The sword tip that stabbed He Ming's throat was blocked by the knife in He Ming's hand. He Ming smiled indifferently, jumped off the War Demon, stared at Yue Lian with his eyes, and said lightly: "No, not bad! War Demon, go and help others, leave it to me here!"

"Ao--!" Zhan Mo Biyou's eyes flashed a trace of murderous intent, and he turned around and stopped caring for Yue Lian. The heroes of Liangshan also saw that He Ming was in a fight and did not care about them. They directly attacked Yue Lian's personal guards, and also pulled the battle aside, freeing up a seat for He Ming and Yue Lian.

"Please!" A sneer appeared on the corner of He Ming's mouth. The murderous aura burst out from him, turning into an invisible dragon, pressing towards Yue Lian. Yue Lian seemed to have no feeling at all. The three-foot green sword in his hand made a light sound, and he moaned: "The blue waves are as deep as the sea, and the sky is full of golden hooks!"

"Five Golden Sword Styles!" He Ming held the knife in both hands, and faced her sword from bottom to top, blocked it. The long sword in his hand also turned into starlight, and a huge number ‘-563’ floated out from the top of his head. The slender wound was standing straight on his left cheek, and a trace of blood flowed out of the wound. He Ming was not angry, but smiled, but seemed particularly ferocious. He abandoned the knife and clenched his fists, shouting: "Blood-step killing method! Blood kills the world!"

Blood Killing the World is a move he demonstrated based on the Blood Step Killing Method. It is the first time he has used it on someone else. The blood luck is on his legs, and He Minghua makes an elusive illusion and rushes towards Yue Lian.

"The strong wind blows and leaves people with shadows, and we are foolishly watching each other and tears follow the wind!" Yue Lian said another casually, "People follow the poem, and the three-foot green sword turns into countless phantoms, blocking all the way He Ming comes from. Her steps keep, like a fairy playing in the Heavenly Palace, dancing around He Ming. The sword in her hand turns into a ribbon, which makes He Ming have to avoid her attack.

"The sea of ​​blood is overwhelming!" He Ming knew that he had no choice but to be beaten, so he gritted his teeth and got a punch. He kept hitting the Qingfeng Sword hard on the back, smashing the Qingfeng Sword's block. He stepped on the seven stars and moved to Yue Lian's side, and instantly crossed. He bounced his hand and hit Yue Lian's back. Only two seconds passed.

"Bang!!" Yue Lian staggered a few steps, stopped his pace, turned around and swept his head, chanting: "It is easy to break through steel after hundreds of times!" He Ming felt the white light sweep, and he jumped up and avoided Yue Lian's first half move. Unexpectedly, Yue Lian chanted again: "The fingers around the tenderness is not over!" The sharp sword came out of the hole like a spiritual snake, shooting towards He Ming who was attacking the inverted gold hook.

"The blood river flows back!" He Ming dared to take action, twisted his body in the air, avoided the Qingfeng sword, gently lit the sword back with his hand, and turned over and fell three meters behind Yue Lian.

"Who dares to hurt my uncle? Eat my halberd!" A heavy Fangtian painting halberd was thrown out, hitting He Ming in the middle with a harsh sound of breaking through the air. However, Qin Yuxian rushed over. When he saw Yue Lian being surrounded in the middle, he felt anxious and shot the Fangtian painting halberd in his hand.

"Good come!" He Ming sideways and avoids the halberd of Fang Tian's painting halberd, grabbed the stick, and swept away its huge inertia. He looked at Yue Lian who had turned around and stared at him, and said contemptuously: "I really thank General Qin for sending the weapons. I will accept it without hesitation. Also, I will accept your aunt, too! Take the move!" The last sentence was said to Yue Lian, and the Fang Tian's painting halberd in his hand shook and stabbed Yue Lian.

"If you want to take it down, it depends on your ability!" Faced with the stabbing attack, Yue Lian said lightly, with no expression on her face. She bent down gently and avoided He Ming's attack, her whole movement was extremely elegant.

"Is that so? I want to capture you back and be a dancer! Haha..." He Ming laughed and attacked endlessly. Although he was not proficient in Fang Tian Huaji, he knew how to use it. In addition, he had a good foundation, so he could be considered powerful when using it.

"Are you worthy?" Yue Lian was still a mortal, and she had not reached the point of being truly free from desires. A trace of anger flashed in her eyes and she whispered: "A pool of clear water enters the Qingming, and the mortal world corresponds to each other!"

Now, He Ming couldn't guess how Yue Lian was going to attack. At the beginning, the poems had more or less hints, but now this puppet, two figures, didn't know what was going on!

The sword in Yue Lian's hand flew out and shot directly at He Ming holding Fang Tian's painting halberd. He Ming felt a flash of white light in front of him, and instinctively squatted, and several hairs were cut off by the sword light. He Ming was about to stand up, but he saw that Yue Lian was still standing there, and kept his hands on it.

Suddenly he felt scared and screamed that the lazy donkey rolled aside. A sword mark about an inch thick appeared at the place where he was originally. He Ming had no time to be glad that the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand danced wildly, with a trace of Lu Zhishen's crazy wand technique.

Facing He Ming's crazy attack that was like a waterfall, never stopping for a moment. Yue Lian frowned slightly and chanted again: "The sword moves deep into the sky, butterflies dance and fly to the phoenix to seek the phoenix!" Another sword appeared in her hand. The two swords were blocked together, and the Fang Tian Hua Ji in He Ming's hand turned into two dancing butterflies, dancing on the Fang Tian Hua Ji. As he got closer, He Ming had to abandon the halberd, so as not to be cut off by the two swords.

"Damn it seems that only fists are suitable for me!" He Ming cursed in his heart. First, the sword was completely defeated by the opponent's Qingfeng sword. Then, Fang Tian Huaji was completely defeated by the opponent's two Qingfeng swords. If you take any more weapons, will there be three Qingfeng swords? There are so many swords like this. Don't let me catch you. If you catch me, I won't beat you up.

"Blood seal the world!" In the end, He Ming could only take out his last killer move. This was the last move understood in the Blood Step Killing Method, Blood sealing the world. His fists turned into palms, as gentle as water. With him as the radius, he was all within a meter that he attacked. Blood sealed the world like a ball to seal the two swords attacked by Yue Lian.

"Ah--!" At this time, a scream interrupted the competition here. Yue Lian was forced to be beaten by He Ming several times. She turned around and saw that Qin Yuxian was defeated by Hawuda and Lu Zhishen. Unconsciously, her personal guards had been wiped out by the heroes of Liangshan.

"Xian'er!" Yue Lian was anxious, pulled out and rushed straight for Qin Yuxian.

"Where are you going!" He Ming felt angry. Oh my god, where did you treat me? Come when you want to come, and leave when you want to go. Bent over and pick up Fang Tian's painting halberd and project it out.

The Fang Tian Huaji carried a strong wind, piercing through the air and buzzing.

Yue Lian felt something strange behind her back, and she couldn't guess what was going on. She didn't avoid it, and suddenly accelerated and leaped into the air, then clicked the Fang Tian Huaji that was shooting, and leaped out of the encirclement with the force. He Ming was trembling with all this. How could he do it? He shot her with one shot. The more he thought about it, he became more and more unhappy and shouted: "War Demon!"

"Ahhhhh!" The war demon who had been watching the battle on the outside jumped over when he heard He Ming's words. He Ming jumped onto his back when he was still in the air. He grabbed the wolf saddle handle on the back of his neck with both hands and shouted: "Catch up with her!"

"Ao--!" The war demon passed a long trace on the ground, and lost the jumping inertia. After a sudden acceleration, he ran forward for two steps, then jumped up again, revealing the fish scale armor wrapped around his belly.

The battle was coming to an end. Except for a few scattered resistance, most places were over. The remaining people either became a corpse or surrendered on their knees.

"The bright moon is not shocked, and the thousands of swords collapse invisibly!" When the war demon leaped up, Yue Lian had already arrived at Qin Yuxian, and the two swords in his hand turned into starlight, but without a trace of fireworks. The sword seemed to not exist, but it forced Lu Zhishen to take a few steps back and avoid his sharpness for the time being.

The two swords that were tangible but seemingly tangible changed, turning tangible into invisible, and turning tangible into stalemate. They pierced directly at the golden drum in Hawuda's hand, and pierced Hawuda's golden drum like to cut tofu, making Hawuda's forced him to let go of his holding hands.

"You're not leaving now! What are you doing here?" Yue Lian roared angrily, waking up Qin Yuxian who was lost by these two completely opposite sword techniques. She protected Qin Yuxian and chanted: "The dragon came out of the water and met the thunder, and the thunder refines the two dragons into golden scissors!"

The two swords transformed into the shadow of a pair of scissors, directly scissors the Zen staff in Lu Zhishen's hand, sweeping off the swords, swords and guns in the hands of other Liangshan heroes. Taking advantage of this gap, she stuffed a scroll to Qin Yuxian and shouted: "Tear it apart! Quick!"

"Ah... OK!" Qin Yuxian was completely disobedient at this time. She was stunned for a moment, but she didn't notice what it was, so she tore it apart. He Ming also arrived at this time. He watched a white light soaring into the sky outside the crowd. He suddenly realized that this was the scroll he was very familiar with when he returned to the city. He cursed without thinking: "Damn, it's great for rich people, die for me!"

He threw a sword out, and headed straight to the white light with the anger he used, and disappeared with Qin Yuxian.
Chapter completed!