Just when Wen Yuan was confused, Xiao Murong ran around and looked around, turned two corners, and saw four dead soldiers holding Mrs. Hua's backs. He immediately raised his anger and shouted: Wen Yuan, come here, there are people here!
As soon as she made a sound, two servants immediately turned around and drew their swords. They rushed forward and quickly rushed forward. After dealing with a few swords at will, Wen Yuan had already arrived, shaking a wave of the sea dragon roar, sword light, sword blade swing, two dead soldiers were almost at the same time, and fell back several steps at the same time, and launched a resurgence. They only swung the swords and slashed the two sword lights like they were ruthless, with their strength being first-class, but they were sent out by two dying people who were dispersed and lost their spirits. They could be said to be the last remaining light in their lives.
Wen Yuan shook his sword and two dead soldiers rushed over from both sides of his left and right sides. His steps were staggering, and he fell to the ground one after another. Two swords fell to the ground and flicked it clangingly. The remaining two dead soldiers turned around and stopped him, and the other roared, rushing straight out with Mrs. Hua. As soon as the sword was unfolded, they blocked the dead soldiers who turned back and said softly: Go quickly! Wen Yuan said: Be careful! Take a little toe and chased with the body technique of Yufengxing.
The dead soldier was rushing downstairs when he was shocked to find Wen Yuan chasing him. He flipped his body and flipped over the stairs. Wen Yuan could hear clearly. He turned around and swung his sword. The dead soldier turned around and swung him away, but pushed Mrs. Hua out as a shield. Wen Yuan heard that the wind was too wide and too heavy. He knew something was different. He turned his wrist and put away the sword. The left palm brushed out the dead soldier and was still hiding behind Mrs. Hua. He wanted Wen Yuan to accidentally hurt her and then attacked him again. However, Wen Yuan had a method of capture. With five fingers touching Mrs. Hua's body, Xiaoxiang Shuiyun circled out soft power, and pulled Mrs. Hua out of the dead soldier and held him hostage, hugged her left arm with the flow, and thought to himself: It's indeed a girl, should the senior brother want me to save?
The dead soldier was furious and rushed forward with a tiger roar. Wen Yuan slashed out his right palm and quickly and incompetently dismantled three moves. He slapped the dead soldier's sky spirit cover. But he heard the sound of people around him gradually. Many dead trainers found two people. Wen Yuan frowned secretly and thought to himself: Let's place this girl first so that he can let go of the battle.
He whispered in a low voice: Girl, can you leave? He couldn't see Mrs. Hua's appearance and clothes, and said that it was a young girl, Mrs. Hua, who was extremely weak, and said reluctantly: I... My feet are gone, I can't leave, you can let go... Let me go... Wen Yuan was stunned and thought to himself: This is a troublesome!
The audience and the dead soldiers approached, and they would be surrounded in a short while. Although Wen Yuan thought it was not difficult to escape, it would be difficult to save the person. He apologized: The situation is urgent, so it is so rude. Please forgive me.
He reached out and picked up Mrs. Hua, and used the butterfly sleepwalking technique to avoid the attack of a dead soldier's long sword. His figure floated and searched for a road in his ears. Although he was not familiar with the layout of the pavilion, there was a way to go where there were people, so it was not difficult. When the dead soldier stepped forward, he would drive away a few swords one by one, and he could not bear the sharpness and broke out.
Mrs. Hua hugged him like this, but she was quite embarrassed. She was only wearing clothes on the embroidery couch, but she was unable to tie her clothes. From the front, it was still bright and beautiful. Not to mention that her clothes were not well-dressed at the moment, even if she was dressed neatly, it would be embarrassing to be close to a young man, let alone that? Although she had a layer of robe, Mrs. Hua still had a hot cheek, fortunately, no matter how she saw her eyes, her subordinates were peaceful and did not touch Mrs. Hua's skin directly, otherwise Mrs. Hua would not know how to be embarrassed.
Although she couldn't raise any strength at all, her eyesight was still there. She stared at Wen Yuan's figure and sword moves, and secretly wondered in her heart: This is very similar to the body movement of this sect, but it seems to be unique. There is another skill. Isn't this a disciple taught by Senior Brother Han? Could it be the junior brother Yang'er mentioned?
Wen Yuan turned back to his original place, no longer heard Xiao Murong's voice, and thought to himself: Where did Xiao Yin go?
When I heard it, many people came from the downstairs. I rushed downstairs again along the way, and all of them used ruthless moves to stop Wenyuan and dismembered the corpse. Wenyuan heard the dead soldiers breathed heavily, knowing that they were fighting to destroy their true energy and fought fiercely. I couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh, thinking: Han Xuqing's evil!
Frequently drew swords, sending the dead soldiers who rushed forward to Huangquan Road one by one. In just a moment, she protected Mrs. Hua and killed her to the first floor.
Just as we arrived in the corridor, we heard the sound of killing in the hall, and the sound of weapons fighting each other was endless. There was no room for maneuver on the ears. Wen Yuan used a small sword move and slowly advanced among the group of dead soldiers. Suddenly, he heard a few female shouts in his ears. He was about to tell the details carefully, and the voice suddenly shouted: It's Senior Brother Wen!
Hello, hey! Hurry up, Senior Brother Wen, come here! His tone was happy and he frequently called Wen Yuan in his heart: Isn’t this voice a junior sister? I heard the sound of XiūXiū whip breaking through the air in the sound of swords and swords. It was indeed Hua Xuan’s pen
Wen Yuan waved his swords repeatedly, rushed closer and shouted: Junior sister, why are you here? You should be in the Women's Village! Hua Xuan was very happy and said: You are here, how can I not come to Ah?
Of course I will come to you! Wen Yuan felt a headache and shook his head repeatedly and said: You are here, but who is with Ziyuan? Besides... He cut over a sudden approaching death warrior with one sword and shouted: Besides, are you going to fight with Han Xuqing? Hua Xuan smiled and said: This, Senior Brother Wen, don’t worry! I brought Sister Ziyuan too. Wen Yuan was surprised: What? Hua Xuan said: There are Sister Yang, Sister Zhao, Uncle Ren…
...And then we met two other sisters surnamed Lin and another sister Liu on the way. They all came together. Sister Murong told me that it was too dangerous for me to come secretly alone. It would be better to go back and find everyone together, so both sides would be safe!
On that day, Murong and Hua Xuan whispered to each other. When Wen Yuan thought about it, he immediately understood. He couldn't help but feel dizzy and said with a wry smile: Good junior sister, you are really... even Miss Zhao came here? Don't be so tired that she was exhausted by the train and got angry. Hua Xuan said: Don't blame me for this, that was from Sister Yang, and Sister Zhao himself wanted to come to see Senior Brother Xiang! Anyway, we... Hey, this... Hey?
At this time, the two of them committed suicide to retreat to the enemy and got together. Without the heavy obstacles of the dead, Hua Xuan saw clearly that Wen Yuan was holding a young woman next to him, and his clothes were messy and his body was seductive. He couldn't help but be surprised. He then tilted his mouth and asked reluctantly: Wen, Brother Wen...Who are you holding?
Wen Yuan had just approached her junior sister, and suddenly heard her tone change. She was jealous and was clearly misunderstood. She explained hurriedly: This is... Think carefully, and thought to herself: Who is this girl? I... I don't know, how can I explain it clearly? I took her vaguely and said: It was the senior brother who told me to save me. I don't know who she is? This girl is very weak and has one foot disabled, so I had to hold her. Hua Xuan's heart was still sour and said in a low voice: Then...then you should also put on your clothes first. Wen Yuan was shocked when he heard this and said: Ah? I... I don't know, what's wrong with the clothes? I can't see Ah. I thought if this girl was not dressed, but I didn't pay much attention, wouldn't it be a blasphemy? As soon as I thought about this, I was suddenly embarrassed.
Hua Xuan was not really angry. When she saw Wen Yuan like this, she naturally believed what she said and said softly: Brother Wen, you Ah! He clenched his pink fist and gently knocked on his shoulder, reached out to hug Mrs. Hua, and smiled and said: I'd better take care of you, let's go back to the hall, everyone is there. She said while lowering her head, and was about to put on Mrs. Hua's clothes, when the two met, they suddenly stopped silent.
When Mrs. Hua saw Hua Xuan, she was already shocked and she forced her hazy eyes to see her clearly. When she met her daughter face to face, her eyes seemed to turn into an invisible force, pulling Hua Xuan in front of her as much as possible, getting closer, getting closer... In the mother's eyes, there were countless emotions: excitement, pain, longing, care... Hua Xuan was suddenly stunned, her mind was confused, and she was a little panicked, and she whispered: You...you and me look... Or am I like you? You...you... stared for a while, and became confused again, saying: We... must have seen us...
Mrs. Hua was excited and nodded slightly. Her eyes suddenly became hot. A few tears fell from her cheeks. Hua Xuan suddenly screamed, her voice was like a sob, and she trembled slightly. Wen Yuan said in surprise: Junior sister, what's wrong?
He only said that Hua Xuan attacked the dead soldiers. He was shocked, but heard a heavy step behind him. Another group of dead soldiers rushed over and shouted: Go to the hall first, junior sister, leave quickly!
But Xiao Murong's voice sounded from the other end, and came from the gaps of the swords of countless dead soldiers: Wenyuan, Wenyuan, where are you? Wenyuan shouted loudly: Here! Can you get through? Xiao Murong shouted: You are just coming here, your senior brother and Han Xuqing are here! Wenyuan's heart tightened and he raised his voice: OK, I'll go over now, Xiaoyin, you'll come here to pick up junior sister, protect the girl to the hall! He rushed over with his sword and dealt with seven or eight people in succession. Fang and Xiao Murong passed by Xiao Murong suddenly turned around and shouted: Wait! Wenyuan stopped quickly and said: What? Xiao Murong reached out and hugged his neck and kissed him quickly
Wen Yuan felt a soft fragrance, and his heart suddenly jumped. He was shocked, but he heard Xiao Murong laugh and said: It's okay to reward in front of the formation, go quickly! He flashed and rushed towards Hua Xuan's place Wen Yuan was laughing and crying, thinking: She was talking and laughing and using troops, and now she cheered up, spread her sword power, and killed many dead soldiers to stop him. He suddenly heard the howling wind in front of him, and it was Xiang Yang and Han Xuqing fighting against each other.
This is the corridor outside the pavilion, Xiang Yang, Han Xuqing fought while walking, and the palms were storms and the scope of the palms were not constantly expanded. The railings were destroyed, and the rafters burst and Wen Yuan shouted: Han Xuqing, I'm here again, look at the sword! The Lilong Sword made several moves, as fast as the shock of the lightning.
Han Xuqing faced Xiang Yang with bare hands. Under the power of the Nine Thunder Palm, it was already hard to gain the upper hand. At this time, Wenyuan arrived again, and it was even more insulting in the snow. Han Xuqing was forced to go out of the corridor. Listening to Xiang Yang's remaining palm destroying half of the fence, his face became more and more gloomy
The two brothers chased into the courtyard and surrounded Han Xuqing and shouted to Yang: Han Xuqing, don’t you admit defeat?
With one palm, Han Xuqing slammed out the palm power and even combined the images of Ten Scenes, no longer restricted to sword moves. This hand, Pinghu Qiuyue and Xiang Yang's palm power, suddenly seemed to be mixed with water and moon, causing the power of the Thunder Palm to disappear. Han Xuqing smiled with a sinister smile and said: I understand the martial arts of Ten Scenes, and my martial arts attainments are already a scholar, how could I lose?
Xiang Yang shook his head slowly and said: There is no martial arts recorded in the Ten Jingshun. You created a move out of thin air. Although it is rare, it has nothing to do with Ten Jingshun. Han Xuqing regained his skills with the advantage of this move. He opened his eyes and said: Yes, I am a genius. Why do you need to rely on some brocade to create this martial arts? His five fingers of his right palm quickly grabbed Yang's throat. His internal strength was calm and he still fought for a long time. He avoided the move and fought back against Yang. He broke up several moves with Han Xuqing like lightning. His internal strength fought against each other, and he kept trembling. He fought while fighting, and slowly hit the house from the garden to the house.
Wen Yuan could not see Han Xuqing's moves, but he could use his ears instead of his eyes to see another glance. He heard Han Xuqing's understanding of the Ten Scenery Salon. At that time, while raiding the formation for his senior brother, he listened carefully to Han Xuqing's direction of attacking, and his heart said: Let's try, and the sword was thrust out. It was a spring flowing on the stone. The sword was like a gurgling water, with a deep and distant stream. Han Xuqing's finger was used to make a sword posture, but he used another exquisite force to bounce the sword. It was definitely not the way of the sword. Wen Yuan shouted: OK! What's the name of this move?
Han Xuqing was complacent and said, "Okay," and even more proud. He said casually: This is Su Di Chunxiao, I wish you a little wise and didn't know it. Wen Yuan smiled and said, "So I really don't want to dabble in this kind of mediocre kung fu. Han Xuqing's face suddenly changed and he sneered: Little thief, you only have the skill of your mouth. Just rely on your fast words, how can you beat me? He flew with his palms, and he was still comparable to the two of them.
Wen Yuan played the long sword and vibrated with this clear sound. He said loudly: Han Xuqing, you have used offensive and defensive moves from the Ten Scenery of West Lake. I have learned martial arts from the piano music. But I have been practicing the piano since I was a child, and I have been with the piano. Have you ever stepped on the soil by the West Lake in this life? Han Xuqing's brows were slightly locked, and he did not answer. The method of dismantling Xiang Yang's attack was slightly hasty, not very flexible. Wen Yuan also said: There are many predecessors who have understood the profound martial arts from the mountains and rivers since ancient times. Which of them did not witness the wonders of the mountains and rivers with their own eyes? Only when you look at the patterns on the brocade, even if you imagine, you cannot personally experience the wonders of the ten scenes. If you have the shape of martial arts, how can you see the profound meaning?
Han Xuqing was angry, and he gritted his teeth secretly. He forced Xiang Yang to take a few steps back, almost hitting the door wall, and hurried out of the room. He took a breath in the corridor and said with a smile: Little kid, you just dote on a few piano music and entered the sword technique. How dare you say me? I can get the shape of ten scenes, and your sword technique may sound the piano music? You are really superficial!
There were several dead soldiers on the corridor. At this time, they all rushed to Xiang Yang and killed the two of them, shouting: Junior brother, you have broken the old thief's kung fu and convinced him. Wen Yuan said: That's the intention! He killed the dead soldiers, and the four-running sword light suddenly became a ray, faintly waving cold smoke, and in the blink of an eye, it pierced Han Xuqing's chest.
Han Xuqing waved his palm wind, making a move. Qu Yuan Fenghe, the palm shadow layer was like a wave, and he was full of a palm that shook the sword blade, and he could immediately counterattack.
Wen Yuan tilted his feet, suddenly staggered and suddenly drew his sword
The sword force that rushed over the thunder quickly stopped and stopped, without any hindering the concise internal force suddenly circled Wenyuan's body from the tip of the sword, burst out from his slanted left palm. With a crack, Han Xuqing's robe opened a big crack on his right shoulder, and was actually hit.
Although the palm power had not hit the vital point, it had beaten Han Xuqing so hard that he took a few steps back. His face suddenly lost its color and shouted loudly: OK! I was happy in my heart: Junior brother is really a good master who specializes in breaking strange tricks. I understand this time.
You should know that Wenyuan only listens to the sound, and first of all, he does not be confused by tricks. After practicing the seven-stringed zither of the Wenwu, he also knows that this realm of self-understanding martial arts cannot be achieved overnight. He himself has also studied it many times and studied it. Only then did he practice the realm of combining the zither and sword, and integrating it without traces. Han Xuqing's ten-scene martial arts have heard that there are too many things that lack deep thought in his ears. Even though his martial arts are profound, many shortcomings in tricks are not revealed. But this martial arts are inclusive of the martial arts in Wu. It is similar to the director of Wenyuan, who did not use his own martial arts skill, or even the imperial seal palm, but he used these ten-scene martial arts. From Wenyuan's perspective, it is really like a delicacy and abundance.
Wen Yuan used the wine and the whirlwind, and followed the continuous attacks and several swords. Han Xuqing was in a hurry. Qu Yuan Fenghe had been broken. Xiang Yang was not as clean as Wen Yuan's eyes. He could see through the essence of Han Xuqing's martial arts, but he could put the seven strings and ten scenes in front of him, and immediately saw the advantages and disadvantages of Han Xuqing's new martial arts.
He knew clearly: Ten Jingshun is not a secret martial arts book. I personally experienced this. Han Xuqing looked at Ten Jingshun. It seemed that he was full of ambition and made great progress in martial arts. It seemed that he also gained the skills of strengthening aphrodisiacs. However...... It was just his desires that he thought he was like this, and his body also took it seriously. It was his real gain, that his ability to deceive others had reached the top level. He said this a moment ago, and he refused to admit it the next moment and looked at Ten Jingshun. I seemed to have not got anything directly...
Xiang Yang slapped his palm. Han Xuqing, who was attacked by Wen Yuan, couldn't resist it. He barely put out his palm and shocked Kuilong on the spot. He hit the dead men behind him and turned over Han. Xu Qing hurriedly stood up and suppressed the blood in his throat. However, Xiang Yang, Wen Yuan stepped forward step by step.
The situation failed, Han Xuqing's false confidence suddenly shook, his eyes were full of blood and he was about to swell, and he howled: Xiang Yang... Wenyuan! You, you... Roar a few times, it was different from life.
Xiang Yang shouted: Han Xuqing, you can't beat us, stop and admit defeat! For the sake of... He wanted to say that for the sake of his master, but he remembered his long-term conspiracy. The death of his master and the imprisonment of his wife were all related to him. Long Yuqing died at his hands, and Ren Jianqing was attacked by him. Looking at the elders of the master, no one could get rid of his evil. He said now: ...From that you were an elder of the sect, you must kill you.
Han Xuqing smiled bitterly and said, "Kill me? You... rely on you?" He pointed to Yang and shouted loudly: What are you! After seeing the Ten Scenery, I could understand the ultimate martial arts and achieve extraordinary achievements, but you didn't see any tricks!" Xiang Yang smiled and said, "It's hard to say, what I saw... I'm much more than you." Han Xuqing took a breath and said, "What? His voice trembled slightly, I don't know if it was surprise, angry, or suspicion."
Looking at Han Xuqing's terrifying eyes, Xiang Yang couldn't help laughing, or it was a little lucky that he deeply thanked Mrs. Hua for her advice. She could finally see herself without following any desire in the Ten Scenery Satin.
The unfathomable, hidden in the underworld, was not covered by any desire, and Xiang Yang faced it without any concealment. Finally, he discovered that the meaning of this inner reflection was precisely because it was not as self-inducing and hypnotizing as Han Xuqing. What Xiang Yang saw from this was that he was completely selfless, with no hidden strengths and weaknesses, and no longer affected by any praise, boasting or inferiority of others.
Love for Zhao Wanyan, friendship between junior brothers and sisters, respect for teachers, hatred for enemies, loyalty of fellow martial arts, ability to practice martial arts, once shaken will, once out of control, and countless intermittent thoughts... Everything is accumulated here, even if he can't believe his evil thoughts or achievements, they are all placed in front of him like a mirror, unable to refuse or escape
If a person is a bottle and a pool of spring water in Ten Scenery, then in Xiang Yang's view, Han Xuqing was nothing more than filling up with sewage. Although the portion was heavy, he would become more rotten when he turned back. As for himself, he used this water to clean the bottle and clean the dust and dust. Although it was empty, he could be left with a fresh atmosphere for the full future.
Xiang Yang was refreshed and slightly exerted his strength. His palm power was still strong. He was definitely enough to understand Han Xuqing in one go. The experience of Shijingduan failed to make him become a person at the moment, but Xiang Yang was satisfied. He knew that this would be a far-reaching experience. One day, he would be shocked to realize that his growth would be a long-term transformation.
In any case, it is better than Han Xuqing, who is hardworking to carve himself in front of him, who is becoming more and more irritated.
Han Xuqing roared violently, breaking the silence, snatched the sword of a dead soldier with his hands, and captured the sword of a dead soldier in three pools, the broken bridge and the snow, the peaks penetrated the clouds in a row, with only blood red eyes, and the fighting style was as straight as crazy. The sword danced like a fan, and the sword light was circling continuously, and the jingling sword was kept ringing, and the sword was taken down in one breath, and the palm force of Xiangyang was slammed. However, between the three palms, Han Xuqing's hand was cut off from the air. The long sword was
After repeated setbacks, Han Xuqing was already panting heavily, his hair was slanted, and at this moment, he felt his strength was lost, his face was distorted, and the blue veins on his forehead were almost about to burst, and he suddenly screamed wildly, grabbed it with his backhand, but it was not attacking. Wen and the others, but instead hit a dead soldier's heart, slapped him with a palm, and rushed out with a sudden movement. The dead soldier didn't expect that his master would attack him. He didn't even have time to turn his fear, so he was already angry.
Wen Yuan said in surprise: Who did he hit? Xiang Yang said: He killed his subordinates with one palm, this... I felt something was wrong in my heart, so I quickly chased forward and shouted: Han Xuqing, are you crazy? With one palm slapped, Han Xuqing only dodged and did not block it. While running, he slapped his palm and killed several death soldiers. The faster he ran, the faster he ran.
Wen Yuan thrust his sword to intercept it, Han Xuqing turned around and ran away, without any desire to fight
Xiang Yang, Wen Yuan was not willing to let go. He chased Han Xuqing in front of him. When he met a dead soldier, he would kill him with his palm. Instead, he seemed to help the two men open the way and run in a hurry. Xiang Yang glanced at one of the dead soldiers, but saw that the muscles in the palm of the dead soldier were swollen. He ran a few steps and then looked at the next one. He immediately saw clearly: the palm seemed to be pulled out by a suction force. It was not a hematoma, but a blood vein muscle was necrotic and shattered. Although the skin was as intact as before, there was a mass of flesh and blood that had been torn from the body. Xiang Yang was shocked and angry, shouting sternly: Han Xuqing, what evil skills are you using?
Although Wen Yuan did not see this strange scene, he heard Han Xuqing's palm force and sounded very differently, as if there was a rustling sound, like a snake, pisnus snake crawling. It sounded so frightening that the two were surprised. Han Xuqing had already rushed out of the corridor and came to the hall.
There are still dozens of dead soldiers in the hall, who are fighting with Murong Xiu, Shi Niangzi and others. Xiao Murong, Hua Xuan, Yang Xiaojuan, Lin brothers, and Liu sisters are all gathered together, protecting several people in the middle of the circle, Yingxian and Yingneng are no longer there.
Ren Jianqing's injuries had healed. At this time, he was kicking down several dead soldiers who were coming forward. Suddenly, Han Xuqing rushed towards him and shouted: Senior Brother Han, stop! His big feet flew up, Yunlong's legs swept over, Han Xuqing gritted his teeth to avoid it, but he still did not respond. He flashed his body and killed three dead soldiers in a row.
When Xiang Yang saw the people in the hall, he was stunned at first, and then shouted: Be careful! He rushed to the side opposite Ren Jianqing to prevent Han Xuqing from attacking him. Except for Ren Jianqing, Murong Xiu and others, who were comparable, the rest might be seen on the spot.
However, Han Xuqing did not attack these foreign guests. He ran around the hall with all his might. He killed the soldier Murong Xiu and was about to kill one person, but Han Xuqing rushed over and beat him to death first and said angrily: Han Xuqing, why are you crazy? Kill your own people with me?
Xiang Yang whispered: I'm afraid he's really crazy. He immediately concentrated his energy and determined Han Xuqing's movements. When he turned around and attacked, he was about to cut off his life at this time. At this moment, Xiang Yang suddenly shouted behind him: Brother Xiang... Brother Xiang! Xiang Yang turned around in shock, but saw a weak figure in the circle of human walls. The furry little white tiger in his arms roared loudly. Who is it not Zhao Wanyan? Yang Xiaojuan pulled a slingshot with her hand and was protecting her.
Although he met his lover for a moment, Xiang Yang was shocked and shouted: Wanyan?
Why... how did you come? Zhao Wanyan said softly: It was Brother Xiang whom Miss Yang brought me, how were you... how were you hurt? When she saw the trauma on Xiang Yang's chest, she was immediately worried and said with a look of worry, Xiang Yang smiled: Little injuries, nothing is wrong, but you... Seeing that Zhao Wanyan's body was clean and without any danger, she felt at ease and said: Don't come out, it's very dangerous. She turned her head and looked at Yang Xiaojuan, and saw her smiling and said: Don't worry, Master Xiang, please wait for the enemy! Xiang Yang's heart moved slightly and said: Thank you!
Wen Yuan came to the hall and heard the noises of the dead men. The sounds of the tragic sounds of the dead are rising and falling. Most of them were killed by Han Xuqing and Wen Yuan thought to himself: Han Xuqing must have some plans for killing his subordinates. If he goes crazy, why don’t he attack us?
He heard Ren Jianqing shouting and immediately shouted: Uncle Ren, have you been seriously injured? Are you all well? Ren Jianqing said: It's so good! Wen... Cough, go and protect your master's wife and sister, be careful! Wen Yuan heard the word "Master's wife" again, and was stunned and thought to himself: Why is Uncle Ren... Wait, Master's wife? Is it about Master's wife? And Junior Sister... My heart was confused and was about to ask Hua Xuan. Suddenly, Han Xuqing roared, and the last dead soldier became the dead soul under Han Xuqing's palm.
Even though Han Xuqing laughed, his body as fast as a wind suddenly crossed the corpse. He picked up a blood-stained steel sword on his toes and kicked it into the air and grabbed it. The blade suddenly made a loud noise. The strength gathered was far beyond his own cultivation level.
At the critical moment of success or failure, Han Xuqing decided to squeeze out the last value of his deceased soldiers. Every time he slapped the deceased soldiers, he used the method of suppressing the deceased soldiers with the power-restrained technique. He took out the internal forces of the deceased soldiers in an instant. The internal forces in the body were not trained by the deceased soldiers themselves, but in fact the short-term power obtained by sacrificing their lives. At this time, Han Xuqing was pulled away by Han Xuqing, and his meridians were unbalanced. Han Xuqing immediately killed him so quickly that he could only seize one or two percent of the deceased soldiers' strength. After swallowing them whole, he had no room for his internal forces to transform them into his own internal strength foundation, but he accumulated amazing power in the shortest time. He could make his last fight.
It can be said that he has almost become a dead soldier, with his skills soaring, but he has no corresponding roots.
Han Xuqing has no way out. Even if he loses his true energy in the future, his skills may be a little bit reduced, and he will have to fight here.
To kill Xiang Yang, to kill Wen Yuan... and to take back the person he deserves!
Amid the roar, Han Xuqing's sword with full power was stabbed straight towards Wenyuan. The red on the sword instantly shone into a thread of blood, and suddenly turned into a tragic sharp edge passing by was coming too fast, and no one could react and block it. The sharp sound pierced into Wenyuan's eardrums, and he couldn't help but be shocked: His skill has increased so rapidly!
In a critical moment, the Lilong Sword blocked the chest, and with just one touch, Wenyuan was suddenly shocked and his five fingers burst out. The Lilong Sword buzzed out a huge arc, violently shaking Han Xuqing with a hideous joy. The blood-colored sword light did not stop and went straight to Wenyuan's heart.
However, with just such a stop, the turning point has come. Tianlei Wuwang's palm power intercepted it in time, but it did not block the blood sword and hit Han Xuqing himself with a heavy blow!
Xiang Yang's palm has been storing its strength for a long time, and it is extremely strong and powerful. It can destroy Han Xuqing's meridians in his whole body with one palm. How could Han Xuqing not block it? Turning the sword force vigorously and cutting back on Xiang Yang's palm, it was lightning and fire. Xiang Yang was also unable to change his moves, and he did not intend to change his moves. He still hit him hard in a blink of an eye. Wen Yuan had room for maneuver. Although his right hand was powerless, his left palm grabbed the hilt of the Lilong sword in time. The speed was so fast that it could not land on the ground.
Everyone just screamed, and this scene was over
At this moment, Wen Yuan seemed to hear a string in his mind. When the afterglow echoed, Guangling stopped and responded. The blazing sword light raised from his backhand shattered Han Xuqing's weapon, the broken sword in his hand flew into Han Xuqing's chest. The half-foot broken sword poked straight up Xiang Yang's collar.
A moment of footsteps stopped, Ren Jianqing, Murong Xiu, and Shi Niangzi stopped at the same time and fell outside the circle
Wen Yuan knelt down and threw his sword as he moved his sword quickly. He quickly put it in the scalp. The sword blade was roaring, and his arms were still hard to be eliminated. Guangling stopped
Yu Jin trembled slightly to Yang, solemnly raised his palm, slowly took a step back, and the robe that was crushed by the broken sword fell back to its original form, Han Xuqing's body was as if he was shaking like a bell, his eyes were bulging, as if he wanted to rush out of blood. Just as Xiang Yang took back his palm, he seemed to suddenly lose support. He loosened his hand, the broken sword fell to the ground, his body fell forward, the blood stained on the ground, and he could not raise a trace of dust.
Wen Yuan stood up and smiled bitterly: Senior brother... He said to Han Xuqing who was looking at the ground with his eyes and said: This palm is enough for junior brother, very enough!
Guangling stopped and broke the power he gathered. Tianlei Wuwang destroyed the meridians in his body. Although Han Xuqing had not yet died on the spot, the remaining breath had passed away and could no longer be condensed. The only remaining little true energy was finally exhausted. Han Xuqing, who was in this life-thrust master, would eventually return to the broken loess and could no longer cause chaos.
Mrs. Hua covered her face and shook her head, opened her lips and sighed, but she gently covered her mouth. In the end, she still shook her head even though she had the strength, but she could not bear to start and ended her life in person.
Murong Xiu glanced at Han Xuqing, then looked around and said: "Don't do it, right?" Shi Madam Shi said softly: Don't do it...Mr. Murong, please don't do it. Murong Xiu glared at his eyes and said: Let him die so easily? Shi Madam Shi smiled and said: For the sake of the third sister, huh? Murong Xiu was slightly stunned, spat and said: For the sake of his wife, "It's all!" Shi Madam smiled slightly, turned around and looked out the sky outside the door.
The Han family's drama has not yet ended
Two, two, two
As soon as she made a sound, two servants immediately turned around and drew their swords. They rushed forward and quickly rushed forward. After dealing with a few swords at will, Wen Yuan had already arrived, shaking a wave of the sea dragon roar, sword light, sword blade swing, two dead soldiers were almost at the same time, and fell back several steps at the same time, and launched a resurgence. They only swung the swords and slashed the two sword lights like they were ruthless, with their strength being first-class, but they were sent out by two dying people who were dispersed and lost their spirits. They could be said to be the last remaining light in their lives.
Wen Yuan shook his sword and two dead soldiers rushed over from both sides of his left and right sides. His steps were staggering, and he fell to the ground one after another. Two swords fell to the ground and flicked it clangingly. The remaining two dead soldiers turned around and stopped him, and the other roared, rushing straight out with Mrs. Hua. As soon as the sword was unfolded, they blocked the dead soldiers who turned back and said softly: Go quickly! Wen Yuan said: Be careful! Take a little toe and chased with the body technique of Yufengxing.
The dead soldier was rushing downstairs when he was shocked to find Wen Yuan chasing him. He flipped his body and flipped over the stairs. Wen Yuan could hear clearly. He turned around and swung his sword. The dead soldier turned around and swung him away, but pushed Mrs. Hua out as a shield. Wen Yuan heard that the wind was too wide and too heavy. He knew something was different. He turned his wrist and put away the sword. The left palm brushed out the dead soldier and was still hiding behind Mrs. Hua. He wanted Wen Yuan to accidentally hurt her and then attacked him again. However, Wen Yuan had a method of capture. With five fingers touching Mrs. Hua's body, Xiaoxiang Shuiyun circled out soft power, and pulled Mrs. Hua out of the dead soldier and held him hostage, hugged her left arm with the flow, and thought to himself: It's indeed a girl, should the senior brother want me to save?
The dead soldier was furious and rushed forward with a tiger roar. Wen Yuan slashed out his right palm and quickly and incompetently dismantled three moves. He slapped the dead soldier's sky spirit cover. But he heard the sound of people around him gradually. Many dead trainers found two people. Wen Yuan frowned secretly and thought to himself: Let's place this girl first so that he can let go of the battle.
He whispered in a low voice: Girl, can you leave? He couldn't see Mrs. Hua's appearance and clothes, and said that it was a young girl, Mrs. Hua, who was extremely weak, and said reluctantly: I... My feet are gone, I can't leave, you can let go... Let me go... Wen Yuan was stunned and thought to himself: This is a troublesome!
The audience and the dead soldiers approached, and they would be surrounded in a short while. Although Wen Yuan thought it was not difficult to escape, it would be difficult to save the person. He apologized: The situation is urgent, so it is so rude. Please forgive me.
He reached out and picked up Mrs. Hua, and used the butterfly sleepwalking technique to avoid the attack of a dead soldier's long sword. His figure floated and searched for a road in his ears. Although he was not familiar with the layout of the pavilion, there was a way to go where there were people, so it was not difficult. When the dead soldier stepped forward, he would drive away a few swords one by one, and he could not bear the sharpness and broke out.
Mrs. Hua hugged him like this, but she was quite embarrassed. She was only wearing clothes on the embroidery couch, but she was unable to tie her clothes. From the front, it was still bright and beautiful. Not to mention that her clothes were not well-dressed at the moment, even if she was dressed neatly, it would be embarrassing to be close to a young man, let alone that? Although she had a layer of robe, Mrs. Hua still had a hot cheek, fortunately, no matter how she saw her eyes, her subordinates were peaceful and did not touch Mrs. Hua's skin directly, otherwise Mrs. Hua would not know how to be embarrassed.
Although she couldn't raise any strength at all, her eyesight was still there. She stared at Wen Yuan's figure and sword moves, and secretly wondered in her heart: This is very similar to the body movement of this sect, but it seems to be unique. There is another skill. Isn't this a disciple taught by Senior Brother Han? Could it be the junior brother Yang'er mentioned?
Wen Yuan turned back to his original place, no longer heard Xiao Murong's voice, and thought to himself: Where did Xiao Yin go?
When I heard it, many people came from the downstairs. I rushed downstairs again along the way, and all of them used ruthless moves to stop Wenyuan and dismembered the corpse. Wenyuan heard the dead soldiers breathed heavily, knowing that they were fighting to destroy their true energy and fought fiercely. I couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh, thinking: Han Xuqing's evil!
Frequently drew swords, sending the dead soldiers who rushed forward to Huangquan Road one by one. In just a moment, she protected Mrs. Hua and killed her to the first floor.
Just as we arrived in the corridor, we heard the sound of killing in the hall, and the sound of weapons fighting each other was endless. There was no room for maneuver on the ears. Wen Yuan used a small sword move and slowly advanced among the group of dead soldiers. Suddenly, he heard a few female shouts in his ears. He was about to tell the details carefully, and the voice suddenly shouted: It's Senior Brother Wen!
Hello, hey! Hurry up, Senior Brother Wen, come here! His tone was happy and he frequently called Wen Yuan in his heart: Isn’t this voice a junior sister? I heard the sound of XiūXiū whip breaking through the air in the sound of swords and swords. It was indeed Hua Xuan’s pen
Wen Yuan waved his swords repeatedly, rushed closer and shouted: Junior sister, why are you here? You should be in the Women's Village! Hua Xuan was very happy and said: You are here, how can I not come to Ah?
Of course I will come to you! Wen Yuan felt a headache and shook his head repeatedly and said: You are here, but who is with Ziyuan? Besides... He cut over a sudden approaching death warrior with one sword and shouted: Besides, are you going to fight with Han Xuqing? Hua Xuan smiled and said: This, Senior Brother Wen, don’t worry! I brought Sister Ziyuan too. Wen Yuan was surprised: What? Hua Xuan said: There are Sister Yang, Sister Zhao, Uncle Ren…
...And then we met two other sisters surnamed Lin and another sister Liu on the way. They all came together. Sister Murong told me that it was too dangerous for me to come secretly alone. It would be better to go back and find everyone together, so both sides would be safe!
On that day, Murong and Hua Xuan whispered to each other. When Wen Yuan thought about it, he immediately understood. He couldn't help but feel dizzy and said with a wry smile: Good junior sister, you are really... even Miss Zhao came here? Don't be so tired that she was exhausted by the train and got angry. Hua Xuan said: Don't blame me for this, that was from Sister Yang, and Sister Zhao himself wanted to come to see Senior Brother Xiang! Anyway, we... Hey, this... Hey?
At this time, the two of them committed suicide to retreat to the enemy and got together. Without the heavy obstacles of the dead, Hua Xuan saw clearly that Wen Yuan was holding a young woman next to him, and his clothes were messy and his body was seductive. He couldn't help but be surprised. He then tilted his mouth and asked reluctantly: Wen, Brother Wen...Who are you holding?
Wen Yuan had just approached her junior sister, and suddenly heard her tone change. She was jealous and was clearly misunderstood. She explained hurriedly: This is... Think carefully, and thought to herself: Who is this girl? I... I don't know, how can I explain it clearly? I took her vaguely and said: It was the senior brother who told me to save me. I don't know who she is? This girl is very weak and has one foot disabled, so I had to hold her. Hua Xuan's heart was still sour and said in a low voice: Then...then you should also put on your clothes first. Wen Yuan was shocked when he heard this and said: Ah? I... I don't know, what's wrong with the clothes? I can't see Ah. I thought if this girl was not dressed, but I didn't pay much attention, wouldn't it be a blasphemy? As soon as I thought about this, I was suddenly embarrassed.
Hua Xuan was not really angry. When she saw Wen Yuan like this, she naturally believed what she said and said softly: Brother Wen, you Ah! He clenched his pink fist and gently knocked on his shoulder, reached out to hug Mrs. Hua, and smiled and said: I'd better take care of you, let's go back to the hall, everyone is there. She said while lowering her head, and was about to put on Mrs. Hua's clothes, when the two met, they suddenly stopped silent.
When Mrs. Hua saw Hua Xuan, she was already shocked and she forced her hazy eyes to see her clearly. When she met her daughter face to face, her eyes seemed to turn into an invisible force, pulling Hua Xuan in front of her as much as possible, getting closer, getting closer... In the mother's eyes, there were countless emotions: excitement, pain, longing, care... Hua Xuan was suddenly stunned, her mind was confused, and she was a little panicked, and she whispered: You...you and me look... Or am I like you? You...you... stared for a while, and became confused again, saying: We... must have seen us...
Mrs. Hua was excited and nodded slightly. Her eyes suddenly became hot. A few tears fell from her cheeks. Hua Xuan suddenly screamed, her voice was like a sob, and she trembled slightly. Wen Yuan said in surprise: Junior sister, what's wrong?
He only said that Hua Xuan attacked the dead soldiers. He was shocked, but heard a heavy step behind him. Another group of dead soldiers rushed over and shouted: Go to the hall first, junior sister, leave quickly!
But Xiao Murong's voice sounded from the other end, and came from the gaps of the swords of countless dead soldiers: Wenyuan, Wenyuan, where are you? Wenyuan shouted loudly: Here! Can you get through? Xiao Murong shouted: You are just coming here, your senior brother and Han Xuqing are here! Wenyuan's heart tightened and he raised his voice: OK, I'll go over now, Xiaoyin, you'll come here to pick up junior sister, protect the girl to the hall! He rushed over with his sword and dealt with seven or eight people in succession. Fang and Xiao Murong passed by Xiao Murong suddenly turned around and shouted: Wait! Wenyuan stopped quickly and said: What? Xiao Murong reached out and hugged his neck and kissed him quickly
Wen Yuan felt a soft fragrance, and his heart suddenly jumped. He was shocked, but he heard Xiao Murong laugh and said: It's okay to reward in front of the formation, go quickly! He flashed and rushed towards Hua Xuan's place Wen Yuan was laughing and crying, thinking: She was talking and laughing and using troops, and now she cheered up, spread her sword power, and killed many dead soldiers to stop him. He suddenly heard the howling wind in front of him, and it was Xiang Yang and Han Xuqing fighting against each other.
This is the corridor outside the pavilion, Xiang Yang, Han Xuqing fought while walking, and the palms were storms and the scope of the palms were not constantly expanded. The railings were destroyed, and the rafters burst and Wen Yuan shouted: Han Xuqing, I'm here again, look at the sword! The Lilong Sword made several moves, as fast as the shock of the lightning.
Han Xuqing faced Xiang Yang with bare hands. Under the power of the Nine Thunder Palm, it was already hard to gain the upper hand. At this time, Wenyuan arrived again, and it was even more insulting in the snow. Han Xuqing was forced to go out of the corridor. Listening to Xiang Yang's remaining palm destroying half of the fence, his face became more and more gloomy
The two brothers chased into the courtyard and surrounded Han Xuqing and shouted to Yang: Han Xuqing, don’t you admit defeat?
With one palm, Han Xuqing slammed out the palm power and even combined the images of Ten Scenes, no longer restricted to sword moves. This hand, Pinghu Qiuyue and Xiang Yang's palm power, suddenly seemed to be mixed with water and moon, causing the power of the Thunder Palm to disappear. Han Xuqing smiled with a sinister smile and said: I understand the martial arts of Ten Scenes, and my martial arts attainments are already a scholar, how could I lose?
Xiang Yang shook his head slowly and said: There is no martial arts recorded in the Ten Jingshun. You created a move out of thin air. Although it is rare, it has nothing to do with Ten Jingshun. Han Xuqing regained his skills with the advantage of this move. He opened his eyes and said: Yes, I am a genius. Why do you need to rely on some brocade to create this martial arts? His five fingers of his right palm quickly grabbed Yang's throat. His internal strength was calm and he still fought for a long time. He avoided the move and fought back against Yang. He broke up several moves with Han Xuqing like lightning. His internal strength fought against each other, and he kept trembling. He fought while fighting, and slowly hit the house from the garden to the house.
Wen Yuan could not see Han Xuqing's moves, but he could use his ears instead of his eyes to see another glance. He heard Han Xuqing's understanding of the Ten Scenery Salon. At that time, while raiding the formation for his senior brother, he listened carefully to Han Xuqing's direction of attacking, and his heart said: Let's try, and the sword was thrust out. It was a spring flowing on the stone. The sword was like a gurgling water, with a deep and distant stream. Han Xuqing's finger was used to make a sword posture, but he used another exquisite force to bounce the sword. It was definitely not the way of the sword. Wen Yuan shouted: OK! What's the name of this move?
Han Xuqing was complacent and said, "Okay," and even more proud. He said casually: This is Su Di Chunxiao, I wish you a little wise and didn't know it. Wen Yuan smiled and said, "So I really don't want to dabble in this kind of mediocre kung fu. Han Xuqing's face suddenly changed and he sneered: Little thief, you only have the skill of your mouth. Just rely on your fast words, how can you beat me? He flew with his palms, and he was still comparable to the two of them.
Wen Yuan played the long sword and vibrated with this clear sound. He said loudly: Han Xuqing, you have used offensive and defensive moves from the Ten Scenery of West Lake. I have learned martial arts from the piano music. But I have been practicing the piano since I was a child, and I have been with the piano. Have you ever stepped on the soil by the West Lake in this life? Han Xuqing's brows were slightly locked, and he did not answer. The method of dismantling Xiang Yang's attack was slightly hasty, not very flexible. Wen Yuan also said: There are many predecessors who have understood the profound martial arts from the mountains and rivers since ancient times. Which of them did not witness the wonders of the mountains and rivers with their own eyes? Only when you look at the patterns on the brocade, even if you imagine, you cannot personally experience the wonders of the ten scenes. If you have the shape of martial arts, how can you see the profound meaning?
Han Xuqing was angry, and he gritted his teeth secretly. He forced Xiang Yang to take a few steps back, almost hitting the door wall, and hurried out of the room. He took a breath in the corridor and said with a smile: Little kid, you just dote on a few piano music and entered the sword technique. How dare you say me? I can get the shape of ten scenes, and your sword technique may sound the piano music? You are really superficial!
There were several dead soldiers on the corridor. At this time, they all rushed to Xiang Yang and killed the two of them, shouting: Junior brother, you have broken the old thief's kung fu and convinced him. Wen Yuan said: That's the intention! He killed the dead soldiers, and the four-running sword light suddenly became a ray, faintly waving cold smoke, and in the blink of an eye, it pierced Han Xuqing's chest.
Han Xuqing waved his palm wind, making a move. Qu Yuan Fenghe, the palm shadow layer was like a wave, and he was full of a palm that shook the sword blade, and he could immediately counterattack.
Wen Yuan tilted his feet, suddenly staggered and suddenly drew his sword
The sword force that rushed over the thunder quickly stopped and stopped, without any hindering the concise internal force suddenly circled Wenyuan's body from the tip of the sword, burst out from his slanted left palm. With a crack, Han Xuqing's robe opened a big crack on his right shoulder, and was actually hit.
Although the palm power had not hit the vital point, it had beaten Han Xuqing so hard that he took a few steps back. His face suddenly lost its color and shouted loudly: OK! I was happy in my heart: Junior brother is really a good master who specializes in breaking strange tricks. I understand this time.
You should know that Wenyuan only listens to the sound, and first of all, he does not be confused by tricks. After practicing the seven-stringed zither of the Wenwu, he also knows that this realm of self-understanding martial arts cannot be achieved overnight. He himself has also studied it many times and studied it. Only then did he practice the realm of combining the zither and sword, and integrating it without traces. Han Xuqing's ten-scene martial arts have heard that there are too many things that lack deep thought in his ears. Even though his martial arts are profound, many shortcomings in tricks are not revealed. But this martial arts are inclusive of the martial arts in Wu. It is similar to the director of Wenyuan, who did not use his own martial arts skill, or even the imperial seal palm, but he used these ten-scene martial arts. From Wenyuan's perspective, it is really like a delicacy and abundance.
Wen Yuan used the wine and the whirlwind, and followed the continuous attacks and several swords. Han Xuqing was in a hurry. Qu Yuan Fenghe had been broken. Xiang Yang was not as clean as Wen Yuan's eyes. He could see through the essence of Han Xuqing's martial arts, but he could put the seven strings and ten scenes in front of him, and immediately saw the advantages and disadvantages of Han Xuqing's new martial arts.
He knew clearly: Ten Jingshun is not a secret martial arts book. I personally experienced this. Han Xuqing looked at Ten Jingshun. It seemed that he was full of ambition and made great progress in martial arts. It seemed that he also gained the skills of strengthening aphrodisiacs. However...... It was just his desires that he thought he was like this, and his body also took it seriously. It was his real gain, that his ability to deceive others had reached the top level. He said this a moment ago, and he refused to admit it the next moment and looked at Ten Jingshun. I seemed to have not got anything directly...
Xiang Yang slapped his palm. Han Xuqing, who was attacked by Wen Yuan, couldn't resist it. He barely put out his palm and shocked Kuilong on the spot. He hit the dead men behind him and turned over Han. Xu Qing hurriedly stood up and suppressed the blood in his throat. However, Xiang Yang, Wen Yuan stepped forward step by step.
The situation failed, Han Xuqing's false confidence suddenly shook, his eyes were full of blood and he was about to swell, and he howled: Xiang Yang... Wenyuan! You, you... Roar a few times, it was different from life.
Xiang Yang shouted: Han Xuqing, you can't beat us, stop and admit defeat! For the sake of... He wanted to say that for the sake of his master, but he remembered his long-term conspiracy. The death of his master and the imprisonment of his wife were all related to him. Long Yuqing died at his hands, and Ren Jianqing was attacked by him. Looking at the elders of the master, no one could get rid of his evil. He said now: ...From that you were an elder of the sect, you must kill you.
Han Xuqing smiled bitterly and said, "Kill me? You... rely on you?" He pointed to Yang and shouted loudly: What are you! After seeing the Ten Scenery, I could understand the ultimate martial arts and achieve extraordinary achievements, but you didn't see any tricks!" Xiang Yang smiled and said, "It's hard to say, what I saw... I'm much more than you." Han Xuqing took a breath and said, "What? His voice trembled slightly, I don't know if it was surprise, angry, or suspicion."
Looking at Han Xuqing's terrifying eyes, Xiang Yang couldn't help laughing, or it was a little lucky that he deeply thanked Mrs. Hua for her advice. She could finally see herself without following any desire in the Ten Scenery Satin.
The unfathomable, hidden in the underworld, was not covered by any desire, and Xiang Yang faced it without any concealment. Finally, he discovered that the meaning of this inner reflection was precisely because it was not as self-inducing and hypnotizing as Han Xuqing. What Xiang Yang saw from this was that he was completely selfless, with no hidden strengths and weaknesses, and no longer affected by any praise, boasting or inferiority of others.
Love for Zhao Wanyan, friendship between junior brothers and sisters, respect for teachers, hatred for enemies, loyalty of fellow martial arts, ability to practice martial arts, once shaken will, once out of control, and countless intermittent thoughts... Everything is accumulated here, even if he can't believe his evil thoughts or achievements, they are all placed in front of him like a mirror, unable to refuse or escape
If a person is a bottle and a pool of spring water in Ten Scenery, then in Xiang Yang's view, Han Xuqing was nothing more than filling up with sewage. Although the portion was heavy, he would become more rotten when he turned back. As for himself, he used this water to clean the bottle and clean the dust and dust. Although it was empty, he could be left with a fresh atmosphere for the full future.
Xiang Yang was refreshed and slightly exerted his strength. His palm power was still strong. He was definitely enough to understand Han Xuqing in one go. The experience of Shijingduan failed to make him become a person at the moment, but Xiang Yang was satisfied. He knew that this would be a far-reaching experience. One day, he would be shocked to realize that his growth would be a long-term transformation.
In any case, it is better than Han Xuqing, who is hardworking to carve himself in front of him, who is becoming more and more irritated.
Han Xuqing roared violently, breaking the silence, snatched the sword of a dead soldier with his hands, and captured the sword of a dead soldier in three pools, the broken bridge and the snow, the peaks penetrated the clouds in a row, with only blood red eyes, and the fighting style was as straight as crazy. The sword danced like a fan, and the sword light was circling continuously, and the jingling sword was kept ringing, and the sword was taken down in one breath, and the palm force of Xiangyang was slammed. However, between the three palms, Han Xuqing's hand was cut off from the air. The long sword was
After repeated setbacks, Han Xuqing was already panting heavily, his hair was slanted, and at this moment, he felt his strength was lost, his face was distorted, and the blue veins on his forehead were almost about to burst, and he suddenly screamed wildly, grabbed it with his backhand, but it was not attacking. Wen and the others, but instead hit a dead soldier's heart, slapped him with a palm, and rushed out with a sudden movement. The dead soldier didn't expect that his master would attack him. He didn't even have time to turn his fear, so he was already angry.
Wen Yuan said in surprise: Who did he hit? Xiang Yang said: He killed his subordinates with one palm, this... I felt something was wrong in my heart, so I quickly chased forward and shouted: Han Xuqing, are you crazy? With one palm slapped, Han Xuqing only dodged and did not block it. While running, he slapped his palm and killed several death soldiers. The faster he ran, the faster he ran.
Wen Yuan thrust his sword to intercept it, Han Xuqing turned around and ran away, without any desire to fight
Xiang Yang, Wen Yuan was not willing to let go. He chased Han Xuqing in front of him. When he met a dead soldier, he would kill him with his palm. Instead, he seemed to help the two men open the way and run in a hurry. Xiang Yang glanced at one of the dead soldiers, but saw that the muscles in the palm of the dead soldier were swollen. He ran a few steps and then looked at the next one. He immediately saw clearly: the palm seemed to be pulled out by a suction force. It was not a hematoma, but a blood vein muscle was necrotic and shattered. Although the skin was as intact as before, there was a mass of flesh and blood that had been torn from the body. Xiang Yang was shocked and angry, shouting sternly: Han Xuqing, what evil skills are you using?
Although Wen Yuan did not see this strange scene, he heard Han Xuqing's palm force and sounded very differently, as if there was a rustling sound, like a snake, pisnus snake crawling. It sounded so frightening that the two were surprised. Han Xuqing had already rushed out of the corridor and came to the hall.
There are still dozens of dead soldiers in the hall, who are fighting with Murong Xiu, Shi Niangzi and others. Xiao Murong, Hua Xuan, Yang Xiaojuan, Lin brothers, and Liu sisters are all gathered together, protecting several people in the middle of the circle, Yingxian and Yingneng are no longer there.
Ren Jianqing's injuries had healed. At this time, he was kicking down several dead soldiers who were coming forward. Suddenly, Han Xuqing rushed towards him and shouted: Senior Brother Han, stop! His big feet flew up, Yunlong's legs swept over, Han Xuqing gritted his teeth to avoid it, but he still did not respond. He flashed his body and killed three dead soldiers in a row.
When Xiang Yang saw the people in the hall, he was stunned at first, and then shouted: Be careful! He rushed to the side opposite Ren Jianqing to prevent Han Xuqing from attacking him. Except for Ren Jianqing, Murong Xiu and others, who were comparable, the rest might be seen on the spot.
However, Han Xuqing did not attack these foreign guests. He ran around the hall with all his might. He killed the soldier Murong Xiu and was about to kill one person, but Han Xuqing rushed over and beat him to death first and said angrily: Han Xuqing, why are you crazy? Kill your own people with me?
Xiang Yang whispered: I'm afraid he's really crazy. He immediately concentrated his energy and determined Han Xuqing's movements. When he turned around and attacked, he was about to cut off his life at this time. At this moment, Xiang Yang suddenly shouted behind him: Brother Xiang... Brother Xiang! Xiang Yang turned around in shock, but saw a weak figure in the circle of human walls. The furry little white tiger in his arms roared loudly. Who is it not Zhao Wanyan? Yang Xiaojuan pulled a slingshot with her hand and was protecting her.
Although he met his lover for a moment, Xiang Yang was shocked and shouted: Wanyan?
Why... how did you come? Zhao Wanyan said softly: It was Brother Xiang whom Miss Yang brought me, how were you... how were you hurt? When she saw the trauma on Xiang Yang's chest, she was immediately worried and said with a look of worry, Xiang Yang smiled: Little injuries, nothing is wrong, but you... Seeing that Zhao Wanyan's body was clean and without any danger, she felt at ease and said: Don't come out, it's very dangerous. She turned her head and looked at Yang Xiaojuan, and saw her smiling and said: Don't worry, Master Xiang, please wait for the enemy! Xiang Yang's heart moved slightly and said: Thank you!
Wen Yuan came to the hall and heard the noises of the dead men. The sounds of the tragic sounds of the dead are rising and falling. Most of them were killed by Han Xuqing and Wen Yuan thought to himself: Han Xuqing must have some plans for killing his subordinates. If he goes crazy, why don’t he attack us?
He heard Ren Jianqing shouting and immediately shouted: Uncle Ren, have you been seriously injured? Are you all well? Ren Jianqing said: It's so good! Wen... Cough, go and protect your master's wife and sister, be careful! Wen Yuan heard the word "Master's wife" again, and was stunned and thought to himself: Why is Uncle Ren... Wait, Master's wife? Is it about Master's wife? And Junior Sister... My heart was confused and was about to ask Hua Xuan. Suddenly, Han Xuqing roared, and the last dead soldier became the dead soul under Han Xuqing's palm.
Even though Han Xuqing laughed, his body as fast as a wind suddenly crossed the corpse. He picked up a blood-stained steel sword on his toes and kicked it into the air and grabbed it. The blade suddenly made a loud noise. The strength gathered was far beyond his own cultivation level.
At the critical moment of success or failure, Han Xuqing decided to squeeze out the last value of his deceased soldiers. Every time he slapped the deceased soldiers, he used the method of suppressing the deceased soldiers with the power-restrained technique. He took out the internal forces of the deceased soldiers in an instant. The internal forces in the body were not trained by the deceased soldiers themselves, but in fact the short-term power obtained by sacrificing their lives. At this time, Han Xuqing was pulled away by Han Xuqing, and his meridians were unbalanced. Han Xuqing immediately killed him so quickly that he could only seize one or two percent of the deceased soldiers' strength. After swallowing them whole, he had no room for his internal forces to transform them into his own internal strength foundation, but he accumulated amazing power in the shortest time. He could make his last fight.
It can be said that he has almost become a dead soldier, with his skills soaring, but he has no corresponding roots.
Han Xuqing has no way out. Even if he loses his true energy in the future, his skills may be a little bit reduced, and he will have to fight here.
To kill Xiang Yang, to kill Wen Yuan... and to take back the person he deserves!
Amid the roar, Han Xuqing's sword with full power was stabbed straight towards Wenyuan. The red on the sword instantly shone into a thread of blood, and suddenly turned into a tragic sharp edge passing by was coming too fast, and no one could react and block it. The sharp sound pierced into Wenyuan's eardrums, and he couldn't help but be shocked: His skill has increased so rapidly!
In a critical moment, the Lilong Sword blocked the chest, and with just one touch, Wenyuan was suddenly shocked and his five fingers burst out. The Lilong Sword buzzed out a huge arc, violently shaking Han Xuqing with a hideous joy. The blood-colored sword light did not stop and went straight to Wenyuan's heart.
However, with just such a stop, the turning point has come. Tianlei Wuwang's palm power intercepted it in time, but it did not block the blood sword and hit Han Xuqing himself with a heavy blow!
Xiang Yang's palm has been storing its strength for a long time, and it is extremely strong and powerful. It can destroy Han Xuqing's meridians in his whole body with one palm. How could Han Xuqing not block it? Turning the sword force vigorously and cutting back on Xiang Yang's palm, it was lightning and fire. Xiang Yang was also unable to change his moves, and he did not intend to change his moves. He still hit him hard in a blink of an eye. Wen Yuan had room for maneuver. Although his right hand was powerless, his left palm grabbed the hilt of the Lilong sword in time. The speed was so fast that it could not land on the ground.
Everyone just screamed, and this scene was over
At this moment, Wen Yuan seemed to hear a string in his mind. When the afterglow echoed, Guangling stopped and responded. The blazing sword light raised from his backhand shattered Han Xuqing's weapon, the broken sword in his hand flew into Han Xuqing's chest. The half-foot broken sword poked straight up Xiang Yang's collar.
A moment of footsteps stopped, Ren Jianqing, Murong Xiu, and Shi Niangzi stopped at the same time and fell outside the circle
Wen Yuan knelt down and threw his sword as he moved his sword quickly. He quickly put it in the scalp. The sword blade was roaring, and his arms were still hard to be eliminated. Guangling stopped
Yu Jin trembled slightly to Yang, solemnly raised his palm, slowly took a step back, and the robe that was crushed by the broken sword fell back to its original form, Han Xuqing's body was as if he was shaking like a bell, his eyes were bulging, as if he wanted to rush out of blood. Just as Xiang Yang took back his palm, he seemed to suddenly lose support. He loosened his hand, the broken sword fell to the ground, his body fell forward, the blood stained on the ground, and he could not raise a trace of dust.
Wen Yuan stood up and smiled bitterly: Senior brother... He said to Han Xuqing who was looking at the ground with his eyes and said: This palm is enough for junior brother, very enough!
Guangling stopped and broke the power he gathered. Tianlei Wuwang destroyed the meridians in his body. Although Han Xuqing had not yet died on the spot, the remaining breath had passed away and could no longer be condensed. The only remaining little true energy was finally exhausted. Han Xuqing, who was in this life-thrust master, would eventually return to the broken loess and could no longer cause chaos.
Mrs. Hua covered her face and shook her head, opened her lips and sighed, but she gently covered her mouth. In the end, she still shook her head even though she had the strength, but she could not bear to start and ended her life in person.
Murong Xiu glanced at Han Xuqing, then looked around and said: "Don't do it, right?" Shi Madam Shi said softly: Don't do it...Mr. Murong, please don't do it. Murong Xiu glared at his eyes and said: Let him die so easily? Shi Madam Shi smiled and said: For the sake of the third sister, huh? Murong Xiu was slightly stunned, spat and said: For the sake of his wife, "It's all!" Shi Madam smiled slightly, turned around and looked out the sky outside the door.
The Han family's drama has not yet ended
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