"It's not a matter of not intentional. I just want to confirm whether there are people from the Ten Directions in Yueyang City."

Qi Xiang was downplaying and eager to try. However, someone's speed was faster than him.

At this moment, the man in a red and black robe suddenly took a step, and in an instant, he appeared in front of him, as if he was shrinking into an inch.

Before Qi Xiang could react, the man stretched out a finger, and came silently.

He pointed his fingers, without any sound, but before approaching Qi Xiang's forehead, the temperature in a space of several meters suddenly dropped by dozens of degrees, as cold as frost, and a burst of coldness.

The cold and cold air came, and Qi Xiang felt goose bumps all over her skin. What's even more terrifying was that the cold air penetrated through the skin and penetrated into his flesh and bones.

For a moment, Qi Xiang felt that her body seemed to be frozen by ice.

One finger is made into a cage, frozen three feet away, locking the whole body. He can't move, and it seems that he can only sit and wait for death, open his eyes and wait to die.

"horrible……"

Qi Xiang was both cold in body and mind, and had a clearer understanding of the strength of the masters of the Ten Directions.

Of course, he was definitely not seeking death if he dared to provoke the Shifang Dao. When his fingertips came, a powerful aura swept through his dantian, pouring into his limbs and bones, resolving the power of yin and cold.

"boom!"

Qi Xiang also punched her with a punch, and her fist condensed the internal force of the whole body, one light and one dark, two completely different forces, like a Tai Chi, hard and soft, soft and hard and soft.

This punch, he felt that he could perform well.

Not to mention beating people, even a cow can be blown up directly and turned into meat paste.

However, when the fists and fingers were connected, Qi Xiang's face suddenly changed.

He suddenly felt that his fist seemed to hit a thick iron wall. The most terrifying thing was that the iron wall of the copper wall was still very cold, just like a glacier that never melted for thousands of years.

Thick, cold, hard...

By the way, it still hurts. I feel like my arm is about to break.

As soon as Qi Xiang had such an idea came up, he felt a surge of power coming, not only knocking him away, but also causing him to suffer a little internal injury, and a trace of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth.

"Qi Xiang..."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Tian Shi immediately drew his sword to help without saying a word.

When the kitchen knife is unsheathed, it is a bright sword light.

Tian Shi's sword technique originated from the famous chef in the Spring and Autumn Period, the chef Ding. The chef Ding cuts ox, and enters the gap with no thickness and is easy to use. It is famous throughout the ages.

This inheritance has been passed down to Tian Shi after more than two thousand years. After the continuous accumulation of hundreds of generations, it can be said that it is better than the best.

Tian Shi didn't look at it with his eyes at all. With a wave of the kitchen knife, it was not only a man's sword, but also a sword.

His mind was attached to the kitchen knife, and under the guidance of the kitchen knife, he followed a very mysterious trajectory without any hesitation. He cut off directly.

This slash also seemed to have moved the man in the Taoist robe in the ten directions. He closed his fingers and rolled the robe. The gorgeous robe was rolling, with red and black colors like burning fire clouds.

His robe was not the counterfeit goods that Qi Xiang wore before, but the equipment woven from special materials. The texture of the robe was very flexible and had a certain degree of immunity to swords, water and fire.

At least for the masters of the Ten Directions, the robe is also a weapon.

The robe rolled and rolled, like a large open net, cage Tian Shi's kitchen knife.

Tian Shiyi slashed, but he slashed into a flexible net, feeling empty and weak, and felt very uncomfortable. He only felt that he couldn't lift his hands. He knew that something was wrong, so he wanted to put away the knife and slash it again, but it was too late.

"Bang!"

A wave-like force surged, and Tian Shi also walked into Qi Xiang's footsteps, flew backwards and vomited blood. Fortunately, Qi Xiang was next to him and pulled him up and didn't let him fall.

"It's so amazing, I'm afraid the two of you can't handle it!"

At this moment, Qi Xiang's face was slightly darker and she suddenly shouted: "Take it!"

"Um?"

Many people, including Tian Shi, were stunned for a moment, not understanding what Qi Xiang was calling out.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the ground cracked, and a large flower gun poked out, provoking broken stones, as if they were storms, running directly towards the masters of the Shifang Dao.

The head of the big flower gun kept trembling, provoking dense lights like stars in the sky.

These lights are not only floating and gorgeous, but also full of sharp and sharp spirit.

The rainstorm pear blossoms are dazzling.

The slanting wind and drizzle are even more like a shot to cut off the soul!

Moreover, it is not just a big flower gun, but also a flying sleeve of the clouds.

While the big flower gun attracted everyone's attention, seven or eight soft white cloth belts were winding and sneaking on the ground, like pythons, swaying and floating.

Seven or eight white cloth strips are not fancy or flashy things. They can launch the most violent strangle at all times.

Not to mention the ambush from the ground, actually, when the spear head was shaking, several people appeared quietly behind the masters of the Shifang Dao.

These people have moderate figures and very ordinary appearances. Even if they walk on the street, they probably have no recognition.

The only thing worthy of being is their hands. These people, their hands are very clean and tidy, fair and slender, and are a little more beautiful than some women's slender hands.

They rely on their hands to make a living, so their hands naturally pay great attention to maintenance. However, their maintenance method is quite unique. It is not about applying nail polish or applying cream, but about iron gallbladder.

At this moment, several people held two iron galls in each hand.

The iron gall is very bright, like the sun and the moon.

Not only like the sun and the moon, but also like a meteor, a meteor rushes the moon!

Several people appeared behind the masters of the Shifang Dao, without any unnecessary nonsense, and immediately exclaimed the iron gut in their hands.

The iron gallbladders are either silent, whistling, fierce, powerful, and insidious. Anyway, they contain various powers, and their targets are the keys of the masters of the Ten Directions.

There is no doubt that this is a killing game, a net of heaven and earth targeting masters of the Ten Directions.

The sudden killing situation also made the master of Shifang Dao feel anxious and knew that he had been plotting. He snorted coldly, but he was not afraid and his palm stretched out from his sleeve.

"clang!"

A master is a master. He accurately locked the spear head in the sky with his gun, entered the blade with his bare hands, and gently bounced between the spear heads with his fingertips, instantly breaking the big flower gun.

As for the iron gallbladder, which was as powerful as a meteor, it fell together in the sway of his clothes, like waves. When the iron gallbladder attacked, the power of the turbulent rolling was removed, and the iron gallbladder turned into a wooden ball, fluttering and powerless.

But distracting and taking into account always comes at a price.

At this time, eight white cloth belts were intertwined underground like ropes, like poisonous snakes, briskly tied the legs of the man in the robe, and then firmly trapped him in place.

The man couldn't move, so he wanted to use his strength to break the white cloth belt away. He felt something, and he looked up in an instant, and his eyes changed slightly.

The real killer is here...

A middle-aged man appeared in the sky like a swallow, very agile. He stretched out a jade palm that was comparable to a woman and even more perfect than a woman's slender hands, falling down bit by bit.

The palm seemed to be slow and fast, and the masters of the Ten Directions had no time to dodge, and they could not dodge, so they had to fight hard.

Yan Qingyi, Hua Dan’s Hand!

His flower actresses must be a world of difference compared to Mu Qiu.

Of course, Mu Qiu is the earth, he is the sky. Mu Qiu's flower-dan hand is soft and although it contains strength, it lacks explosive power and has not fully understood the most essential power of the flower-dan hand.

It was also a flower girl's hand, Yan Qingyi used her hand, silently and extremely gentle, with very elegant movements without the slightest breath of fireworks.

However, when Yan Qingyi's palm collided with the fist of the master of the Ten-Strait Dao, a force that seemed to erupt in Yan Qingyi's palm was gushing out.

The peak brightness, feminine darkness, and even a little transforming strength, just like a flood breaking through the fist strength of the masters of the ten directions and directly invade his body.

Destroy and destroy the city and capture the village...

The most powerful thing is a strange force, which is not blocked at all, and it quickly penetrates into the internal organs of the masters of the ten directions, turning the rivers and seas, and destroying all kinds of destruction!

"puff!"

The master of Shifang Dao vomited blood directly, and even the mask on his face broke and shattered.

The wounded aroused his desire to survive. He growled and a freezing cold air emanated from him. A thick cold current rolled up, and the temperature in the air dropped sharply, and snowflakes faintly fell.

Yan Qingyi made a comeback with one blow, but she didn't like fighting and flew back directly, avoiding the cold frost and snow.

Puchi...

The frozen white cloth belt had no resilience. The masters of the Ten-Straits raised their feet and the cloth belts were broken one after another. After breaking free from the constraints of these white cloth belts, he immediately did not fight for the enemy bravely, but turned around and flee.

He is not stupid, so he naturally knows that this is a killing game against him.

In the audience, not only Yan Qingyi, a master who is not inferior to him, was also a group of young masters with tacit cooperation and extraordinary strength.

Masters of all sizes are ambushed and killed. No matter how arrogant he is, he does not feel that he can reverse the killing. Therefore, the most urgent task is to save his life first and wait until he will settle the score later.

His wishful thinking was very loud.

But as soon as he flew, there was a layer of smoke and clouds in the air, blocking his way. The smoke and clouds were like fog, turning into a net, and he could not retreat in the air.

And at this moment, Qi Xiang suddenly appeared, with a long sword in her hand. In the gap between the smoke and clouds weaving the net, the sword seemed to be filled with light and flashed in a flash.

In an instant, the master of Shifang Dao shook violently, and then a sword tip appeared in his throat, and the sword blade penetrated through him.

A sword seals the throat and the soul flies out of the sky.

As a great master who dominated the field, he seemed to die a little frustrated, so he died with his eyes open with his eyes wide open, full of confusion.

Even Qi Xiang himself was very surprised. It was too easy to succeed, which made him feel that it was not very real...
Chapter completed!