It's hard to get rid of the water, this is a very heavy sentence, Murong Changtian wanted to explore the face of the man under the ghost mask, but he couldn't see it. Murong Tianxue was even more surprised, could it be that the person in front of her had a deep relationship with her.

"The Taurus is you. Murong Tianxue was surprised, but also extremely puzzled.

"What kind of grudge do you have with the Murong family, why did you make such a heavy hand. Murong Changtian asked.

"Hmph, what kind of grudge does the Murong family have with me, today is just the beginning, just collect interest. The cold tone did not carry any emotion, and the eyes suddenly lit up.

"Is it really so easy for the Murong family to be bullied?" Murong Changtian was furious, and the invisible pressure was released, and said, "Even if Murong Shangbei is at fault, it should be handled by our Murong family. Moreover, what you do today will be retaliated against by Murong Shangbei's grandfather, and even sanctioned by the entire Murong family. ”

"So what, I am not afraid that your entire Murong family will kill me, even if I am the enemy of the whole world, I have never been afraid. Zhang Kaifeng burst out with murderous aura, and a strong internal force pressed forward.

The two went toe-for-tat, Huo Ran, Zhang Kaifeng turned around, jumped forward, and rushed into the battlefield not far away, and all the people he was waiting for came. He wants to make a big fuss here, kill them completely, and vent his hatred over the years.

"Who is he?" Murong Tianxue asked, the emotions in the eyes she saw just now were extremely complicated, including sadness, helplessness, and even guilt.

"Is that him?" Murong Changtian asked, "Is he back?"

"Who knows? Maybe it's a devil who has broken free from the chains of hell and come to earth for revenge!" said the Golden Bull.

Murong Tianxue listened carefully, but she didn't know anything about the conversation between the two people, but she vaguely felt that it was related to her, but these two people wouldn't tell her.

"What people!"

"Don't go near here. ”

"Looking for death?"

The moment they approached the main battlefield, they alarmed some disciples of the sect, and they were ordered to stay on the periphery, so as not to give the man with the gun a chance to escape. Now, the murderous aura of the inexplicable person made them feel frightened.

"Kill!"

The murderous aura burned to the peak, and when he saw the disciples of the sect who surrounded and killed him in the past, the killing intent climbed to the peak. The peerless Holy Demon Sword, when the time to drink blood came, the Demon Sword seemed to sense the mood of its master, burst out with a faint light, and was excited.

"Poof!"

The long sword pierced the chest, and the sword was drawn to bring out the blood.

"Poof!"

The blade of the sword slashed off the head, and the blood splattered like a fountain.

“---。 ”

The screams were endless, and the movement here quickly alarmed the people of all major sects. Causing everyone to change color, this sword-wielding man is crossing the line of defense.

"To — don't stop it. The tone of the man on the side trembled.

"No need. ”

Murderous, the long sword rubbed sparks on the ground, step by step, the sword momentum of his body was climbing, his eyes were shining with cold light, and the bodies of those who were close to him couldn't help but tremble.

And just as Zhang Kaifeng was approaching the place of fierce battle, an iron sword crossed the air, and a sharp sword cut towards Zhang Kaifeng's neck, and the cold was refreshing, and his skin felt tingling.

Familiar with martial arts, Zhang Kaifeng's eyes quickly enlarged the long sword, but his body leaned back, and the sharp sword suddenly fell short. The man who drew the sword snorted, and the long sword reversed, and the sword slashed down again.

A palm slapped on the ground, Zhang Kaifeng's feet were like catkins in the wind, his body moved sideways to the side, and the peerless holy demon sword in his hand swept, and the sword wind whirred, like a god of death slashing behind the man.

Both times were dodged by the man in the ghost mask, and the woman of the Sword Gate raised her eyebrows upside down, and with one sword, she blocked the peerless Holy Demon Sword.

The sparks scattered, the two swords clashed, and the two spirits were agitated, blowing the robes of the two of them hunting. This woman is twenty-eight years old, in her prime, with a bumpy figure, Ying Ying holds a small waist, coupled with her martial arts, ordinary people have long fallen under her pomegranate skirt.

"Kill my Sword Sect disciple, even if you are a major sect, the Sword Sect will crush your bones and scatter ashes. The woman said in a cold voice.

The person in front of him was wearing a ghost mask, his face could not be seen clearly, he was dressed in a black power suit, and his slender body was as tall as a sword. The long sword in his hand exuded a cold, metallic sheen in the night.

Sword Gate, no wonder Wu Xi is so familiar, Zhang Kaifeng's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he stepped forward, and his murderous aura became even more terrifying.

"Kill!"

With a simple one-word response, Zhang Kaifeng seemed to shrink the ground into inches, and crossed the distance in one step, and the peerless holy demon sword swung an arc of light, cutting down mightily.

When! The sword gate woman's pupils shrank, and she hurriedly swung her sword to block the file, and a majestic sword force smashed down. The sparks burst out, and the sword gate woman's feet suddenly cracked, and she was smashed into the dirt.

It's a heavy sword, you must know that after the sword gate inherited the swordsmanship of the Demon Sword Dao, it was to dominate the side with the heavy sword. In terms of heavy sword battles, no one in today's martial arts can infer a sharp edge, and I didn't expect to encounter a more domineering sword tonight. With an angry roar, the sword gate woman held her sword with both hands and smashed away the peerless holy demon sword, and the iron sword swirled, and the sharp sword qi was like a torrential rain, attacking the person in the ghost mask.

Zhang Kaifeng snorted coldly, the peerless holy demon sword was erected in front of him, and the sword finger of one hand flicked on the sword, and the crisp sound of the sword spread out. The sword roared like a demonic sound, fluctuating mightily, and several sword qi were crushed by the domineering.

"Demon Forgiveness!"

Seeing that the person in the ghost mask lightly broke the sword qi, this woman regretted to use the swordsmanship of the Demon Sword Dao. The man and the sword came straight up, and a sharp sword roared into the wind. However, the man in the ghost mask did not move, staring coldly, as if he had never put this sword move in his eyes. This woman raised her eyebrows angrily, and Nei Yuan hugged her, and a whistling sword qi erupted on the sword, and before she arrived, the momentum was terrifying enough.

Since Zhang Kaifeng is well versed in the magic sword path swordsmanship, he naturally knows how to crack it. If you want to break the magic sword move, unless you can see the trend, you have to stop it in the first type of instructions. The mind did not move the Dingshen Sword, the peerless Holy Demon Sword was thrown into the air, his hands stirred, his hands stretched forward, and the attacking sword suddenly fell into a sea of mud, unable to move.

"You---。 The woman of the Sword Gate was shocked, it was the first time she had encountered such a person who could crack the sword moves of the Demon Sword Dao.

When he was shocked, Zhang Kaifeng marched along the long sword with a palm full of energy, and hit the woman's body with the back of his hand. The majestic palm entered the body, and the woman was suddenly struck by lightning, and her mouth splashed vermilion, and the whole person hit the wall like a broken kite, and her breath withered.

Zhang Kaifeng took the fallen peerless holy demon sword with one hand, and a sword qi slashed out. Suddenly, the sword aura was cold, like a death hook and sickle. However, a sword aura suddenly appeared in the shadows, canceling out Zhang Kaifeng's sword qi.

"Can you be saved?" with a cold snort, the figure suddenly disappeared in place.

"Bold!" The person in the dark was furious, and several sword qi blasted behind Zhang Kaifeng.

The steps did not stop because of the sword qi behind him, and with two booms, Zhang Kaifeng stumbled, and the protective qi on his body shattered. But at this moment, with the help of galloping, the woman who was already unable to move, in shock, cut off the head of the woman of the sword gate with a sharp sword.

With such an iron-blooded nature, even if the blood in the hall is surging, he has to kill the enemy, Zhang Kaifeng's eyes did not see the slightest fluctuation. Coldly looking directly at the person who secretly shot at the Sword Gate, his body was full of demonic energy, and the murderous aura spread silently.

"What a junior, if you dare to kill my Sword Sect disciple, you really deserve to be punished. A voice shouted.

The voice fell, the sword qi came from all directions, Zhang Kaifeng's eyebrows did not move, his feet twisted, and the peerless holy demon sword swept horizontally. In an instant, a sword swept out.

The attacking sword qi was destroyed instantly, and a cold light erupted in his eyes, disappearing in place in an instant. I heard a boom, and I saw the wall collapse. And in front of him, a Sword Sect disciple looked at the long sword poured into his chest, and suddenly his breath was gone, and he fell to the dust.

"Damn!" the people of the Sword Gate were furious.

And the person hiding in the shadows was surprised, he didn't expect that this person was very bold, and not only that, but the swordsmanship was top-notch. As soon as he appeared, he killed two disciples of the Sword Gate, what is the deep hatred, but this is also a headache for the Sword Gate.

"Press it for the time being, and you will kill it afterwards. The people of the Sword Gate said secretly, after all, it is only the younger generation fighting now, and it is not the turn of the older generation to make a move.

The killing intent surrounded his body, although he didn't make a move immediately, Zhang Kaifeng didn't care, stepped forward step by step, his eyes locked on a blue and purple figure, and the sword momentum on his body rose step by step.

"Killing Intent!"

"Be careful!"

The men in Ziyangmen and Yangjiabao, who were fighting, changed color, and the murderous aura behind them was like a needle piercing their backs, and they couldn't ignore it. As soon as the action was revealed, the peerless holy demon sword slashed behind the Ziyang Gate man like a long rainbow through the sun.

The cold ice true qi emerged, and the man in Yangjiabao suddenly turned around, and the cold energy gushed out from his palm and hit the sword body, when the sound broke through the sky and pierced the clouds. The sword as bright as the rainbow shines in all directions, Zhang Kaifeng does not retreat a step, and he hardens to connect the cold palm strength, the internal element flows smoothly, and the domineering sword energy also blasts out.

The ghost mask is hideous, the sword is as heavy as Mount Tai, one foot at a time, and the peerless holy demon sword is ordinary, chopping, chopping, and plundering--but it guards itself to the point of not leaking, and it is even more forcing the sword to make the man in Yangjiabao breathless. Unyielding in the face of adversity, he struggled to throw a few punches.

Feeling that his companion was in danger, the man from Ziyangmen finally pulled out, and rushed over with a swift palm, but he had residual strength, clearly leaving residual strength, and wanted to force the guy with the sword to dodge first, so he took the opportunity to pounce on it and pounced on a few heavy punches. There is heat in the palm of his hand, and the heat on his face makes his cheeks feel painful, but the guy in the ghost mask can't see what he looks like.

However, seeing that guy turned a blind eye to the Yangjiabao man's wild punches, and let the bombardment come up, he immediately sneered, even if his companion did not use all his strength, but the cold on the fist was pressing, and if he didn't smash this person, he would be seriously injured.

The cold is cold, the punch contains changes, once it is hit several times, it will inevitably freeze the joints and muscles, and it will be a situation of being slaughtered by others. However, the guy in the ghost mask was indifferent, but when the fist was about to be struck, the man from the Ziyang Gate frowned, and the aura emitted by the sword became even colder. Don't you want to use your sword yet?

At this moment, the pupils of the two shrank, and a violent sense of crisis hit their hearts.

(End of chapter)