But seeing Wen Yuan waved his hands freely and his body was moving freely. When Ao Sihai's palm was slapped, it was like the wind blowing the flag, letting it go naturally, his body movements seemed light and steady, and his moves were extremely agile. Although Ao Sihai's internal strength was strong, Wen Yuan's subordinates were sharp, both like claws and palms, and his tricks were full of tricks, which were difficult to deal with.
Xiang Yang and Hua Xuan looked at him even more surprised. Seeing that Wen Yuan’s martial arts were extremely magical, but they were completely different from his own tricks. I really didn’t know where Xiao Murong was smart and thought immediately: Could it be that he learned something from that piano in just a few days?
Ao Sihai originally planned that the other party was just a junior. Even if his tricks were outstanding, his internal skills were definitely not as strong as his decades of profound skills. He could not expect that his chances of winning would be stable. Wen Yuan was in the Canghai Dragon Song
In the piano music technique, all the secrets of Lan Tao's magic palm have been integrated. A change of thought in my mind is enough to solve Ao Sihai's posture. At this time, Ling Yunxia and Yang Xiaojuan's two girls have also woken up. Seeing Ao Sihai fighting a boy who had never met, the situation was very unfavorable, and they were stunned.
Ao Sihai became more and more shocked and angry as he fought. He suddenly pulled back and jumped back, took the long sword from a disciple of the Dragon Palace, shouted loudly, and the sword light was unsheathed, making it the trick of the Dragon Flipping Sword Technique Wen Yuan's eyes were quick and swift in the air. Before he held the sword at his waist, his eyes had already seen the essence of Ao Sihai's sword technique, and thought to himself: This sword technique is purely a fierce path, and its power is not as powerful as Lan Tao's Divine Palm, so why should he be afraid? He shouted: Miss Ziyuan, Xiaoxiang Shuiyun!
As soon as the words were spoken, the sound of the piano sounded, and the sound was flying. It was a song. Xiaoxiang Shuiyun. Wenyuan could hear several sounds and mastered the purpose of the song. His thoughts were lightning and lightning, and he had already transformed into the sword technique. The essence of the closeness, seeing Ao Sihai stabbed his left side with a sword, calmly, his body slanted slightly, and the sword blade crossed his chest, and he waved his sword to stab Ao Sihai's right wrist.
Ao Sihai retreated his arm and was about to move out of his sword again, but he saw Wenyuan's sword path coming. The sword seemed endless, and it stabbed Ao Sihai withdrew a step. Wenyuan's sword tip turned slightly, and naturally faced Ao Sihai's right wrist vein gate. It changed two times in succession, like a move, without any stagnation.
Ao Sihai's face changed suddenly, and he no longer cared about attacking Wenyuan. He returned to the sword and intended to transform into Wenyuan's sword force first.
Wen Yuan's attainment in swordsmanship was even more on the palm of the fist. At this time, the two men's sword fighting was exactly where they got it. The swordsmanship was like the clouds of Xiaoxiang covering the nine mountains, showing the vast atmosphere of clouds and water, and the vast waves of smoke. Ao Sihai tried his best to dodge and resist, and it was difficult to find a gap and retort. His exquisite internal skills were useless.
The sword light in Wenyuan's hand was illusory, endless, and he couldn't see any gaps between the tricks. Ao Sihai's forehead was sweating coldly, and he couldn't help but retreat. He suddenly felt evil thoughts in his heart. He slowly retreated to the direction where the disciples of the Dragon Palace Sect were, and suddenly shouted: Take action!
The princes of the Dragon Palace received the order and shouted in unison. The sirens, Taotie, and Jiaotu were the first to pounce on them, and they joined forces to attack Wenyuan.
Wen Yuan did not expect that Ao Sihai, as the head master, would ignore his identity and attack the few with the crowd. He had to turn back his sword and force three princes of the Dragon Palace to open the breath, and immediately used his internal strength to make the sword in his hand like a storm. He thought to himself: As long as you kill this kid, you can seize these delicate beauties. It would be fine if you lose your identity, you must kill you!
Wen Yuan was a siege of four masters from the Dragon Palace, and the sword technique was difficult to continue to attack. He was wandering around, with one sword in the east and one sword in the west, avoiding the heavy and not confronting the four people head-on, thinking: These three people's skills are far worse than Ao Sihai. It is not difficult to deal with them, but it would be very difficult to defeat Ao Sihai! Just as he was thinking about the way to break the enemy, Xiang Yang had already taken steps and yelled, saying: Ao Sihai, you want to find a helper, but it is not so easy! He took a break and his internal strength was slightly restored. Seeing Wen Yuan being surrounded, he immediately helped. The nine thunder palm suddenly hit the iron tripod of Prince Taotie, shocking him several steps back
Almost at the same time, Murong Xiu jumped over the people and sneered: You three three-legged cats, why are you embarrassed to come out and show your eyes? Go back! He attacked with both hands, grabbed the elixir like a ghost, and Jiaotu and his two men were behind their backs, and their internal strength sank down their legs, and suddenly landed on the ground. The two hands threw the two princes of the Dragon Palace in the air. The prince turned over in the air, and could not remove the secret force. As soon as he stepped on the ground, he slipped away and fell four feet to the sky. Prince Jiaotu had poor skills and was even more embarrassed.
Ao Sihai has less than a moment's advantage, and has to fight Wen Yuan alone. He is immediately at a disadvantage. When it comes to martial arts attainments, Ao Sihai and Wei Gaoxin are different. Since Wei Gaoxin is not as good as Wen Yuan, Ao Sihai is not an opponent fighting one-on-one, Wen Yuan can fully display Xiaoxiang Shuiyun Sword Strike, Ao Sihai is struggling and defeated, suddenly heard a cry, and the long sword in his hand was cleverly stuck in the extreme, one-sided and one-sided, and fell from a thousand feet of cliff.
Wen Yuan succeeded with one move, and then stretched out from behind. A thin blade trembled continuously, like a boat walking on the waves of the five lakes. It was as free and easy as Ao Sihai had no sword in his hand, and he couldn't resist it. He was a sparse god, his legs were hit by the sword one after another, and he was unstable. He immediately fell to the ground. The scene was extremely embarrassing. Ao Sihai burst into shame and anger, his chest was stagnant, and his body trembled, and a large mouthful of blood was spurted out.
At this moment, Prince Wei Bao flew out and hit Wen Yuan with a palm, shouting: Don’t hurt the Dragon King of this sect!
Wen Yuan felt that his palm power was deep, his mind moved slightly, and his left palm changed one by one, using Xiaoxiang Shuiyun, the second move, and used the Xiaoxiang Shuiyun, and gently pushed his palm away, saying: I had no intention of hurting my life, so I asked you to bring back the head of the sect. It was better if there were no other masters in the sect, it would be better to stop as soon as possible. Is this the case still wanting to have some plans for the sect?
Prince Wuxian saw that Wen Yuan had deliberately stopped, but unexpectedly helped Ao Sihai up and said: Thank you, Brother Wen, I can't beat you today, but the number of victory or defeat is not something that I can decide on.
As he said that, he looked at Huang Zhonggui
Huang Zhonggui kept watching the battle with a calm expression on his face. At this time, he slowly stepped forward, his eyes swept coldly over Xiang Yang, Wen Yuan and Hua Xuan's faces. Suddenly, his feet were stepping forward suddenly, and he quietly rushed to Wen Yuan. He slashed with one palm, and he was the Taiyin Knife Killing move.
Wen Yuan had learned the power of the Taiyin Sword and thought to himself: I have just learned martial arts from the seven-stringed zither of the civil and martial arts. I have not had time to study it carefully. It would be fine to deal with Ao Sihai. Huang Zhonggui is too powerful, so you must not be careless! The long sword stands up and blends the artistic conceptions of Xiaoxiang Shuiyun and Canghai Dragon Roar into the essence of the Guishu Sword, stabbing three swords in a row, attacking Huang Zhonggui's head, chest, and abdomen.
Huang Zhonggui Taiyin sword force slashed back, and his internal force was emitted, but when he heard the hissing sound, he had swung the three swords all at once, and his left hand became a claw, which was the branch claw, and grabbed Wen Yuan's throat like a flash. The momentum was strange, inexplicably sinister.
Wen Yuan turned around and was about to take the opportunity to draw his sword. The Taiyin Knife had already slashed with cold air. He was shocked and didn't even take action. He turned his feet and swung again, avoiding the two fierce moves of the branch claw and the Taiyin Knife.
Huang Zhonggui was waiting to pursue him, and a powerful palm force attacked from the side, and Xiang Yang raised his palm to block it.
Huang Zhonggui blocked and removed it at will, Wen Yuan had already returned to his energy, and his sword technique was stable and subtle changes. He saw more skilled brothers joining forces than when he fought with Ao Sihai, and his power increased greatly between offense and defense. Huang Zhonggui's face turned gloomy, the Taiyin sword changed and changed moves, the cold wind was flying, Xiang Yang, Wen Yuan used his internal strength to fight each other, and attacked with all his strength.
On the cliff, the three masters could not fight fiercely. Everyone held their breath to watch Murong Xiu silently. They put aside half of the broken sword, took a sword from a maid in the hand of a female villager and shouted: Huang Zhonggui, are you really unable to kill?
Step forward, the whistling wind sounded, and the Great Zongheng sword technique was used to join the battle group
Huang Zhonggui fought against three, and the situation gradually changed Wen Yuan's magical tricks, Xiang Yang had profound internal skills, Murong Xiu was even more stunning martial arts, Huang Zhonggui was surrounded by gray fog, and the Taiyin sword's unique tricks came out layer by layer. His arms were undetermined in shape, and the sword posture did not stop at all. At this time, the night was low, Huang Zhonggui's figure was strange, and he was really like a ghost in the dark night, which was indescribable.
Hearing a loud bang, Xiang Yang grabbed a gap, his palms came out, and he was in the middle of Huang Zhonggui's vest, Dazhui Lingtai. The two acupoints, Jiutong Thunder Palm is so powerful. Although Huang Zhonggui's skill is profound, he should not bear it. He saw Huang Zhonggui's body shake, kicked his right foot heavily, and suddenly jumped up, turning over in the air, and his head and feet, and his claws suddenly grabbed Xiang Yang's shoulders, and the internal force penetrated the muscles and bones Xiang Yang was caught off guard, but he felt thousands of sharp Yin powers penetrated, and severe pain attacked the heart. Such countless small sharp blades were about to cut his shoulder bones in an instant.
At the critical moment, Wen Yuan stabbed Huang Zhonggui with one sword, only a moment later than Huang Zhonggui's claws.
Huang Zhonggui had no time to exert his strength, and immediately shrank his hand, turned over and landed. Blood oozed slightly from the corner of his mouth. Xiang Yang's palm was indeed quite traumatized to Huang Zhonggui. Wen Yuan shouted: Senior brother, how about it? Xiang Yang's arms were almost abandoned. Although he was safe, he still had a severe pain. He snorted and said: It's not a problem!
Murong Xiu rushed forward, and the sword road opened wide to restrain Huang Zhonggui, shouting: Attack him behind him!
Wen Yuan's body movements were light and immediately flashed behind Huang Zhonggui, and he drew a sword and stabbed him at the back of his neck, Xiang Yang wanted to move forward, but unexpectedly, the branch claws were too damaged, and the shoulders could not be exerted. He could only urge his internal strength to regulate his injuries first.
Huang Zhonggui was hit by the strength of the Thunder Palm, and it was not easy to feel bad. With his unfathomable internal strength, he suppressed internal injuries. The power of the Taiyin Sword is not weak. He made a sharp move and used all his sword to attack. He always attacked the defensive force composed of the Taiyin Sword. Suddenly he threw a long sword and shouted: Boy, look at you! He slapped his palms and took a self-portrait at Huang Zhonggui's Taiyin Sword's edge with both hands.
Huang Zhonggui hit the palms of Murong Xiu's hands, and blood immediately flew away. Everyone exclaimed. Murong Xiu held both palms and firmly grabbed Huang Zhonggui's palm Huang Zhonggui suddenly realized and secretly shouted: Come to the trap! Just when Huang Zhonggui's palms were controlled, Wen Yuan had already seen a good opportunity to win. Feibu grabbed Huang Zhonggui's back and handed it out without thinking.
This sword is actually where Wen Yuan's whole body's skills gathered. Between light and fire, the sword blade penetrated through his back, and the cold light flashed in the dark night with blood red.
Huang Zhonggui roared suddenly and turned around and stared at Wen Yuan fiercely. His eyes were covered with red bloodshots. His right palm broke through Murong Xiu's five fingers to clamp him. The extremely fierce Taiyin sword suddenly slashed Wen Yuan and Wen Yuan with all his strength. There was no room for resistance. The Taiyin sword slashed heavily on his chest. His palm loosened, and the long sword was inserted on Huang Zhonggui's back. His body was already depressed and hit the mountain wall. The cold air made him feel like he was in the snow and ice. He almost fainted.
Zi Yuan was shocked and rushed over and shouted: Mr. Wen! Hua Xuan and Xiao Murong rushed over together. Seeing that Wen Yuan's face was bloodless, she was extremely frightened. Hua Xuan almost cried. Her delicate body trembled. She held Wen Yuan's hands tightly and the members of the Royal Tomb Sect were shocked when they saw that Huang Zhonggui was invincible and were hit hard.
Huang Zhonggui shook away Murong Xiu, and his right arm was curiously bent behind him, drew out his long sword, and blood fountains surged out.
Huang Zhonggui dropped his sword and coughed violently. The blood was stained between his teeth. He suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly. It was very different from his usual expression. His voice was shrill and he was not like a human voice. It was like a ghost crying. Everyone's ears were noisy, and he couldn't help but feel scared.
Murong Xiu's palms were hit hard by the Taiyin sword, the metacarpal bones, and the wrist bones were severely damaged. The Yin Qi attacked the body and could not bear it. Seeing that Huang Zhonggui's sword blade entered his body, he could not support it. He was shocked: Could this guy be a monster?
But Huang Zhonggui walked towards Wenyuan staggeringly, with a ferocious look on his face. He exhaled from his mouth, and the blood couldn't be dripped. He suddenly raised his right hand high and was about to slash.
Wen Yuan was subjected to the Taiyin Sword and was seriously injured. Seeing Huang Zhonggui approaching step by step, his expression was even more terrifying. He was shocked: He is not dead yet? He has to protect Ziyuan, junior sister and Xiaoyin... When he is about to stand up, his true energy is suffocated in the Zigong acupoint. His qi and blood are churning, and his eyes are dark, and he gradually loses consciousness.
Xiang Yang and Hua Xuan looked at him even more surprised. Seeing that Wen Yuan’s martial arts were extremely magical, but they were completely different from his own tricks. I really didn’t know where Xiao Murong was smart and thought immediately: Could it be that he learned something from that piano in just a few days?
Ao Sihai originally planned that the other party was just a junior. Even if his tricks were outstanding, his internal skills were definitely not as strong as his decades of profound skills. He could not expect that his chances of winning would be stable. Wen Yuan was in the Canghai Dragon Song
In the piano music technique, all the secrets of Lan Tao's magic palm have been integrated. A change of thought in my mind is enough to solve Ao Sihai's posture. At this time, Ling Yunxia and Yang Xiaojuan's two girls have also woken up. Seeing Ao Sihai fighting a boy who had never met, the situation was very unfavorable, and they were stunned.
Ao Sihai became more and more shocked and angry as he fought. He suddenly pulled back and jumped back, took the long sword from a disciple of the Dragon Palace, shouted loudly, and the sword light was unsheathed, making it the trick of the Dragon Flipping Sword Technique Wen Yuan's eyes were quick and swift in the air. Before he held the sword at his waist, his eyes had already seen the essence of Ao Sihai's sword technique, and thought to himself: This sword technique is purely a fierce path, and its power is not as powerful as Lan Tao's Divine Palm, so why should he be afraid? He shouted: Miss Ziyuan, Xiaoxiang Shuiyun!
As soon as the words were spoken, the sound of the piano sounded, and the sound was flying. It was a song. Xiaoxiang Shuiyun. Wenyuan could hear several sounds and mastered the purpose of the song. His thoughts were lightning and lightning, and he had already transformed into the sword technique. The essence of the closeness, seeing Ao Sihai stabbed his left side with a sword, calmly, his body slanted slightly, and the sword blade crossed his chest, and he waved his sword to stab Ao Sihai's right wrist.
Ao Sihai retreated his arm and was about to move out of his sword again, but he saw Wenyuan's sword path coming. The sword seemed endless, and it stabbed Ao Sihai withdrew a step. Wenyuan's sword tip turned slightly, and naturally faced Ao Sihai's right wrist vein gate. It changed two times in succession, like a move, without any stagnation.
Ao Sihai's face changed suddenly, and he no longer cared about attacking Wenyuan. He returned to the sword and intended to transform into Wenyuan's sword force first.
Wen Yuan's attainment in swordsmanship was even more on the palm of the fist. At this time, the two men's sword fighting was exactly where they got it. The swordsmanship was like the clouds of Xiaoxiang covering the nine mountains, showing the vast atmosphere of clouds and water, and the vast waves of smoke. Ao Sihai tried his best to dodge and resist, and it was difficult to find a gap and retort. His exquisite internal skills were useless.
The sword light in Wenyuan's hand was illusory, endless, and he couldn't see any gaps between the tricks. Ao Sihai's forehead was sweating coldly, and he couldn't help but retreat. He suddenly felt evil thoughts in his heart. He slowly retreated to the direction where the disciples of the Dragon Palace Sect were, and suddenly shouted: Take action!
The princes of the Dragon Palace received the order and shouted in unison. The sirens, Taotie, and Jiaotu were the first to pounce on them, and they joined forces to attack Wenyuan.
Wen Yuan did not expect that Ao Sihai, as the head master, would ignore his identity and attack the few with the crowd. He had to turn back his sword and force three princes of the Dragon Palace to open the breath, and immediately used his internal strength to make the sword in his hand like a storm. He thought to himself: As long as you kill this kid, you can seize these delicate beauties. It would be fine if you lose your identity, you must kill you!
Wen Yuan was a siege of four masters from the Dragon Palace, and the sword technique was difficult to continue to attack. He was wandering around, with one sword in the east and one sword in the west, avoiding the heavy and not confronting the four people head-on, thinking: These three people's skills are far worse than Ao Sihai. It is not difficult to deal with them, but it would be very difficult to defeat Ao Sihai! Just as he was thinking about the way to break the enemy, Xiang Yang had already taken steps and yelled, saying: Ao Sihai, you want to find a helper, but it is not so easy! He took a break and his internal strength was slightly restored. Seeing Wen Yuan being surrounded, he immediately helped. The nine thunder palm suddenly hit the iron tripod of Prince Taotie, shocking him several steps back
Almost at the same time, Murong Xiu jumped over the people and sneered: You three three-legged cats, why are you embarrassed to come out and show your eyes? Go back! He attacked with both hands, grabbed the elixir like a ghost, and Jiaotu and his two men were behind their backs, and their internal strength sank down their legs, and suddenly landed on the ground. The two hands threw the two princes of the Dragon Palace in the air. The prince turned over in the air, and could not remove the secret force. As soon as he stepped on the ground, he slipped away and fell four feet to the sky. Prince Jiaotu had poor skills and was even more embarrassed.
Ao Sihai has less than a moment's advantage, and has to fight Wen Yuan alone. He is immediately at a disadvantage. When it comes to martial arts attainments, Ao Sihai and Wei Gaoxin are different. Since Wei Gaoxin is not as good as Wen Yuan, Ao Sihai is not an opponent fighting one-on-one, Wen Yuan can fully display Xiaoxiang Shuiyun Sword Strike, Ao Sihai is struggling and defeated, suddenly heard a cry, and the long sword in his hand was cleverly stuck in the extreme, one-sided and one-sided, and fell from a thousand feet of cliff.
Wen Yuan succeeded with one move, and then stretched out from behind. A thin blade trembled continuously, like a boat walking on the waves of the five lakes. It was as free and easy as Ao Sihai had no sword in his hand, and he couldn't resist it. He was a sparse god, his legs were hit by the sword one after another, and he was unstable. He immediately fell to the ground. The scene was extremely embarrassing. Ao Sihai burst into shame and anger, his chest was stagnant, and his body trembled, and a large mouthful of blood was spurted out.
At this moment, Prince Wei Bao flew out and hit Wen Yuan with a palm, shouting: Don’t hurt the Dragon King of this sect!
Wen Yuan felt that his palm power was deep, his mind moved slightly, and his left palm changed one by one, using Xiaoxiang Shuiyun, the second move, and used the Xiaoxiang Shuiyun, and gently pushed his palm away, saying: I had no intention of hurting my life, so I asked you to bring back the head of the sect. It was better if there were no other masters in the sect, it would be better to stop as soon as possible. Is this the case still wanting to have some plans for the sect?
Prince Wuxian saw that Wen Yuan had deliberately stopped, but unexpectedly helped Ao Sihai up and said: Thank you, Brother Wen, I can't beat you today, but the number of victory or defeat is not something that I can decide on.
As he said that, he looked at Huang Zhonggui
Huang Zhonggui kept watching the battle with a calm expression on his face. At this time, he slowly stepped forward, his eyes swept coldly over Xiang Yang, Wen Yuan and Hua Xuan's faces. Suddenly, his feet were stepping forward suddenly, and he quietly rushed to Wen Yuan. He slashed with one palm, and he was the Taiyin Knife Killing move.
Wen Yuan had learned the power of the Taiyin Sword and thought to himself: I have just learned martial arts from the seven-stringed zither of the civil and martial arts. I have not had time to study it carefully. It would be fine to deal with Ao Sihai. Huang Zhonggui is too powerful, so you must not be careless! The long sword stands up and blends the artistic conceptions of Xiaoxiang Shuiyun and Canghai Dragon Roar into the essence of the Guishu Sword, stabbing three swords in a row, attacking Huang Zhonggui's head, chest, and abdomen.
Huang Zhonggui Taiyin sword force slashed back, and his internal force was emitted, but when he heard the hissing sound, he had swung the three swords all at once, and his left hand became a claw, which was the branch claw, and grabbed Wen Yuan's throat like a flash. The momentum was strange, inexplicably sinister.
Wen Yuan turned around and was about to take the opportunity to draw his sword. The Taiyin Knife had already slashed with cold air. He was shocked and didn't even take action. He turned his feet and swung again, avoiding the two fierce moves of the branch claw and the Taiyin Knife.
Huang Zhonggui was waiting to pursue him, and a powerful palm force attacked from the side, and Xiang Yang raised his palm to block it.
Huang Zhonggui blocked and removed it at will, Wen Yuan had already returned to his energy, and his sword technique was stable and subtle changes. He saw more skilled brothers joining forces than when he fought with Ao Sihai, and his power increased greatly between offense and defense. Huang Zhonggui's face turned gloomy, the Taiyin sword changed and changed moves, the cold wind was flying, Xiang Yang, Wen Yuan used his internal strength to fight each other, and attacked with all his strength.
On the cliff, the three masters could not fight fiercely. Everyone held their breath to watch Murong Xiu silently. They put aside half of the broken sword, took a sword from a maid in the hand of a female villager and shouted: Huang Zhonggui, are you really unable to kill?
Step forward, the whistling wind sounded, and the Great Zongheng sword technique was used to join the battle group
Huang Zhonggui fought against three, and the situation gradually changed Wen Yuan's magical tricks, Xiang Yang had profound internal skills, Murong Xiu was even more stunning martial arts, Huang Zhonggui was surrounded by gray fog, and the Taiyin sword's unique tricks came out layer by layer. His arms were undetermined in shape, and the sword posture did not stop at all. At this time, the night was low, Huang Zhonggui's figure was strange, and he was really like a ghost in the dark night, which was indescribable.
Hearing a loud bang, Xiang Yang grabbed a gap, his palms came out, and he was in the middle of Huang Zhonggui's vest, Dazhui Lingtai. The two acupoints, Jiutong Thunder Palm is so powerful. Although Huang Zhonggui's skill is profound, he should not bear it. He saw Huang Zhonggui's body shake, kicked his right foot heavily, and suddenly jumped up, turning over in the air, and his head and feet, and his claws suddenly grabbed Xiang Yang's shoulders, and the internal force penetrated the muscles and bones Xiang Yang was caught off guard, but he felt thousands of sharp Yin powers penetrated, and severe pain attacked the heart. Such countless small sharp blades were about to cut his shoulder bones in an instant.
At the critical moment, Wen Yuan stabbed Huang Zhonggui with one sword, only a moment later than Huang Zhonggui's claws.
Huang Zhonggui had no time to exert his strength, and immediately shrank his hand, turned over and landed. Blood oozed slightly from the corner of his mouth. Xiang Yang's palm was indeed quite traumatized to Huang Zhonggui. Wen Yuan shouted: Senior brother, how about it? Xiang Yang's arms were almost abandoned. Although he was safe, he still had a severe pain. He snorted and said: It's not a problem!
Murong Xiu rushed forward, and the sword road opened wide to restrain Huang Zhonggui, shouting: Attack him behind him!
Wen Yuan's body movements were light and immediately flashed behind Huang Zhonggui, and he drew a sword and stabbed him at the back of his neck, Xiang Yang wanted to move forward, but unexpectedly, the branch claws were too damaged, and the shoulders could not be exerted. He could only urge his internal strength to regulate his injuries first.
Huang Zhonggui was hit by the strength of the Thunder Palm, and it was not easy to feel bad. With his unfathomable internal strength, he suppressed internal injuries. The power of the Taiyin Sword is not weak. He made a sharp move and used all his sword to attack. He always attacked the defensive force composed of the Taiyin Sword. Suddenly he threw a long sword and shouted: Boy, look at you! He slapped his palms and took a self-portrait at Huang Zhonggui's Taiyin Sword's edge with both hands.
Huang Zhonggui hit the palms of Murong Xiu's hands, and blood immediately flew away. Everyone exclaimed. Murong Xiu held both palms and firmly grabbed Huang Zhonggui's palm Huang Zhonggui suddenly realized and secretly shouted: Come to the trap! Just when Huang Zhonggui's palms were controlled, Wen Yuan had already seen a good opportunity to win. Feibu grabbed Huang Zhonggui's back and handed it out without thinking.
This sword is actually where Wen Yuan's whole body's skills gathered. Between light and fire, the sword blade penetrated through his back, and the cold light flashed in the dark night with blood red.
Huang Zhonggui roared suddenly and turned around and stared at Wen Yuan fiercely. His eyes were covered with red bloodshots. His right palm broke through Murong Xiu's five fingers to clamp him. The extremely fierce Taiyin sword suddenly slashed Wen Yuan and Wen Yuan with all his strength. There was no room for resistance. The Taiyin sword slashed heavily on his chest. His palm loosened, and the long sword was inserted on Huang Zhonggui's back. His body was already depressed and hit the mountain wall. The cold air made him feel like he was in the snow and ice. He almost fainted.
Zi Yuan was shocked and rushed over and shouted: Mr. Wen! Hua Xuan and Xiao Murong rushed over together. Seeing that Wen Yuan's face was bloodless, she was extremely frightened. Hua Xuan almost cried. Her delicate body trembled. She held Wen Yuan's hands tightly and the members of the Royal Tomb Sect were shocked when they saw that Huang Zhonggui was invincible and were hit hard.
Huang Zhonggui shook away Murong Xiu, and his right arm was curiously bent behind him, drew out his long sword, and blood fountains surged out.
Huang Zhonggui dropped his sword and coughed violently. The blood was stained between his teeth. He suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly. It was very different from his usual expression. His voice was shrill and he was not like a human voice. It was like a ghost crying. Everyone's ears were noisy, and he couldn't help but feel scared.
Murong Xiu's palms were hit hard by the Taiyin sword, the metacarpal bones, and the wrist bones were severely damaged. The Yin Qi attacked the body and could not bear it. Seeing that Huang Zhonggui's sword blade entered his body, he could not support it. He was shocked: Could this guy be a monster?
But Huang Zhonggui walked towards Wenyuan staggeringly, with a ferocious look on his face. He exhaled from his mouth, and the blood couldn't be dripped. He suddenly raised his right hand high and was about to slash.
Wen Yuan was subjected to the Taiyin Sword and was seriously injured. Seeing Huang Zhonggui approaching step by step, his expression was even more terrifying. He was shocked: He is not dead yet? He has to protect Ziyuan, junior sister and Xiaoyin... When he is about to stand up, his true energy is suffocated in the Zigong acupoint. His qi and blood are churning, and his eyes are dark, and he gradually loses consciousness.
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