A whip exploded in his chest, and Yu Jin blasted Zhang Kaifeng back, forcibly swallowing the blood that rushed to his throat, and a piece of clothing on his chest was torn out, which made him even more embarrassed. However, it aroused a high fighting spirit, and his physical wear and tear has been very serious so far from the battle, which is undeniable, after all, facing the pursuit all the time, even if he breaks out of the encirclement, the time to rest is far from enough for him to recover to his best condition.

The two people who pounced again, one slashed with a long knife, one was full of true qi on both crutches, and the third person rushed head-on, the long whip was thrown out again, and the three-sided attack quickly approached. In an instant, the murderous aura filled the four fields, Zhang Kaifeng saw this, twisted the ring under his feet, and then his body rose into the air, and the sword whirlwind. The three people who rushed up suddenly felt that the sword was sharp, and the force of oppression was pressing.

"Hmph, you have been hit hard repeatedly, and most of your physical strength and true yuan have already been consumed, and you will kill yourself by fighting with us." The three people who rushed up sneered, and Nei Yuan urged.

"When!

The sound of rapid exchanges was endless, and the three people who attacked waved their weapons, and constantly collided with the rotating sword shadows, and suddenly burst out with brilliant sparks, reflecting the killing of people's hearts.

The figure of the spinning sword like the wind swings the sword like rain, under the attack on three sides, gradually feel overwhelmed, the last sword splits the knife, the wrist turns, and the momentum jumps out a few feet away, but these three people have already expected his choice, and immediately rushed up, and it is another bombardment.

The carriage parked in the distance, the woman with red makeup sitting on the roof of the carriage looked at it with relish, her fingers kept kneading the flute in her hand, and her eyes flashed with an inexplicable light.

"Miss, let's go, it's just a vendetta." The old man who was driving the car asked.

The red-makeup woman was unusual, and said with a smile: "Could it be that I saw the embarrassed side of Zhang Kaifeng, the magic sword of the famous martial arts, I will leave now, what kind of capital will I brag about in front of him in the future, I will watch it for a while."

The old man was helpless and said: "Miss, the magic sword Zhang Kaifeng appeared in the martial arts again, it must be a storm, let's not wade into this troubled water."

"Elder Di, you said that if I save him here, then he won't owe us a favor from the Demon God Palace." The red-makeup woman slowly seduced herself and said, "He owes us a favor from the Demon God Palace, so he is naturally embarrassed to refuse our request, and when the time comes, we will have more confidence in dealing with our old opponent, do you think this deal is a good deal."

"The premise is that he can survive, I see that his divine yuan is weak, as long as those three people continue to consume like this, it is only a matter of time before he is defeated. The old man said calmly: "Moreover, in the city, he offended the entire Demon Dao in one fell swoop, and when the Demon Dao comes to conflict with the Demon God Palace, we will lose more than we gain."

"Let him continue to be in turmoil, my Demon God Palace is not afraid, besides, he is not the only one behind the magic sword, this transaction is not a full loss." The woman in red makeup said with a smile.

The old man knew that he couldn't stop the red-makeup woman, and he didn't dissuade him at the moment, so he quietly swept the formation.

At the same time, the long whip sounded thunder again, Zhang Kaifeng's body turned, and a large pit appeared on the side, the pit emitted steaming heat, and the edges were scorched by the blazing true qi, which showed the fierceness of this whip.

"Die." There was a roar of rage, and the man with crutches in his hand rose into a whirlwind, and his crutches were close to his arms, and he slammed forward.

The crutches opened the way left and right, forcing the famous magic sword in front of him to retreat, and he could only keep dodging, and the depressed mood of being repeatedly made by the guy in front of him these days was swept away, and the momentum climbed again.

At the same time, Yang Yi from Yangjiabao stepped out and dragged the knife away.

Jiang He's soft whip in the hands of Jiang He of Ziyang Gate is like a big python hiding in the grass, sweeping the formation on the side, once he catches a flaw, once his own Ziyang Seven Poles are used, he will definitely kill the magic sword.

The man on double crutches walked the sinister and ghostly way, the moves were fierce, but the internal strength was feminine, this shot seemed to be extremely fast, but there was room to prevent the guy in front of him from escaping, so as to create an opportunity for the knife, and then wait for the opportunity to hit it hard. It's just that these days, this guy has never dared to resist weapons with his bare hands or even with his body, and there are other mysteries.

When he was suspicious, it caused his qi to deviate, and his breath was a little confused. But after all, this person is a veteran of the rivers and lakes, and he quickly sensed his state of mind, and knew that he couldn't mess around here, so he suddenly rose up with a slight setback, and his intention and qi moved at the same time, and his momentum soared, smashing into the chest of the magic sword.

In the face of the surging crutches, Zhang Kaifeng's Demon Sword Dao Sword Technique operated silently, and the demonic breath in his body spit out again, and a stream of Peiran True Yuan flowed in his limbs again, and his strength recovered a little.

"Bump!"

"Dang!"

Only two crashing sounds were heard rushing into the sky, and a force shattered the soil, splashing layers of smoke clouds, and the tender grass was uprooted and scattered in the air. The man on crutches had a shocked expression on his face, and he couldn't believe the scene in front of him. He poured out half of the inner element's blow himself, but was actually blocked by the magic sword, and he resisted it with the palm of his hand.

Those internal strength that could not be vented rushed out from under his feet, and the internal strength of the crutcheed man was unloaded with his physical body, but there was no damage, how could such a strange situation not make him stunned, and even wondered if he had blasted out half of his internal force just now.

At this time, I suddenly saw that the cold on Yang Yi's knife had plummeted, this situation was not a case of a knife, and he actually collected the knife halfway, which was really weird. didn't have time to think about it, the man on crutches shouted angrily, even if he fought this body to exhaust his strength, he would have to hit the magic sword hard, and if it was possible, he would be able to make a name for himself alone.

The crutches were about to make a move, and suddenly, the demonic energy was surging in front of him, like a haze covering the sky, obscuring his vision. The crisis is approaching suddenly, and the man with the crutches who reacted instinctively quickly drew his weapon, used his skills, and reversed his crutches up and down, like a stick stirring up the waves on the vast river.

There was a bang, and the dirt here flew like waves, and the billowing smoke and dust rose into the sky, but it lost its goal.

"Be careful!"

"On your left!"

Surprised, there was a cry in his ears, the man on crutches was startled, turned sideways, and a fierce sword swept by, and the long hair flowing at the corners of his eyebrows was cut off and fell down. But its pupils contracted rapidly, and the pupils reflected the reflection of the long sword slashing down, constantly magnifying, and the majestic sword momentum was like Mount Tai pressing the top, and the two crutches crossed in front of the choice to resist this sword. But again, a terrifying voice sounded in his ears.

"Demon Destroys the Six Paths!"

The six realms were destroyed, only the demons were the only ones, and six different pictures flashed on the sword one after another, and then collapsed, and then the sword was powerful. The raised sword fell, and the indifferent eyes were like gods dominating the world. No, that's the demon lord who rules the heavens and the earth.

The will of the martial arts has been condensed, and it has been formed, and the blessed sword power is enough to kill any martial artist in the realm of returning to the void, even if a martial artist of the same level is not careful, he will also fall into the Yellow Spring, not to mention that the murderer in front of him is not comparable to ordinary martial artists. The aura of death was strong, enveloping the man holding the crutches, the survival instinct was dictated, and the man who was almost close to the ground burst out with the true qi that cracked the ground, and roared angrily from his mouth, this time it was released without reservation, and a pillar of optimus crutches rushed up against the current at the same time.

"Boom!"

This time, the sound of the collision, the heaven and the earth were like thunderbolts, the earth cattle surged, shaking away the low clouds, and the place where the two of them were shattered like tofu and spread out.

A mouthful of blood rushed out of his throat, and the man on crutches was beaten into the dust, which seemed to outsiders to be just a sword, but in his eyes, it was a combination of six swords, and the power was unimaginable. His arms were shattered by the strength of the sword and he was unable to hold on, his internal organs were even more torn, and his crutches had already been broken.

Between the lightning and flint, this is already the situation in the Hui Shen room. The guy who was still alive just now turned his head and lost his breath, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The weird picture made the remaining two people chill, and then they knew that the magic sword that became famous five years ago was really strong, not a sick cat kneading at will, but a fierce and introverted tiger. Yang Yi, who inexplicably put away the knife halfway, swallowed his saliva, and the Pu knife in his hand trembled at this time, and his lips trembled and said: "My knife was cut halfway, and it was bounced back by an invisible force, and there is no possibility of entering. ”

"Evil Sect?"

Zhang Kaifeng's pale face showed a smile, the sword just now could be so powerful, but it actually squeezed the demon lotus in his body, and the explosion directly knocked the Pu knife away, but it had already hurt the root, but these could be told to them. took another step forward, stepped on the man lying on the ground domineeringly, and stepped on the man's chest with a fierce kick. The force under the feet increased, and the people under the feet were trampled into the dirt and sank deeper and deeper.

This murderous scene fell in Jiang He's eyes, and the corners of his eyes kept beating, but fortunately, his martial arts had not been completely collapsed, and he knew the truth of defeat before fighting, and he clenched the soft whip in his hand.

Yang Yi twisted his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "Brother Jiang, don't keep it anymore, otherwise you and I will be buried." ”

"Okay!" Jiang He nodded.

At this moment, a song suddenly came from outside the sky, and the flute sound flowed in the quiet night, and the ears could not help but be quiet, washing away the world, and the tune was like a pine wave, and the wind was born.

(End of chapter)