Wu Xiaowen, Li Xiaoyu, Haoyu and the three masters of Shaoyang Sect all looked at Caixia in disbelief, and the battle just now, what Caixia showed really surprised them.

It's as if they're meeting Caixia for the first time, is this still the whoredevils who only rely on external objects?

Everyone became solemn, and Wu Xiaowen and the three of them frowned secretly, measuring the strength of both sides.

Caixia's strength was stronger than they expected, but there were six of them, all of whom were masters of various forces, and they felt that they had just made a hasty attack, and if they each used a peerless siege, they should be able to kill them.

Everyone has a deep grudge against Caixia, their eyes quickly communicated, and finally reached a tacit understanding, fight!

Haoyu took the lead in making a move, and the three bodies simultaneously unleashed the Great Sun Fist, and the punch was like a scorching sun, unstoppable.

Almost at the same time, Li Xiaoyu's long sword tore through the air, and the power of the wood fire artistic conception instantly fused, condensing a small vortex at the tip of the sword, which was close to Qin Yun's body in an instant.

The light in Wu Xiaowen's hand flashed, and a dark golden spear appeared in his hand, this is a weapon borrowed by him and his fellow disciples, although it is not as good as the previous copper stick, but it is also the best in the Taoist weapon.

The gun is like a dragon, piercing the air, rumbling loudly, making people's hearts palpitate.

The three masters shot at the same time, and the three Shaoyang Sect disciples followed, all of them did not dare to slack off, as soon as they made a move, they were all out, this was a battle of life and death!

Qin Yun's eyes flashed, he was not surprised but rejoiced, his battle intent was gushing, Qin Yun let out a low shout, and immediately used the twelfth form of the third fist to the extreme, and for a while, the shadow of the fist was permeated, flying around layer by layer.

The fusion of the power of the artistic conception of the fire wood is like adding fuel to the fire, making the power of the fist three skyrocket!

"Bang!"

Haoyu snorted, was affected by the unparalleled fist power, forcibly swallowed the blood that was about to gush out, his eyes were slightly red, and he fought hard!

The fist wind was mighty, Qin Yun's eyes flashed, he felt the crisis, and he also raised his strength to the extreme, his black hair danced, like a demon god!

"Bang!"

The fist wind swept over, and Haoyu's two doppelgangers exploded into a blood mist at the same time, Haoyu roared, like a crazy angry lion, blood gushed from the corners of his mouth, but he still didn't retreat!

At the same time, a sense of crisis hit Qin Yun's side, Li Xiaoyu's wide sword stirred the energy storm, and gradually the whirlpool light exploded, containing countless sharp sword qi, every trace was enough to open the mountain and crack the stone!

Qin Yun's right fist was punched out, with the bonus of physical strength, the right fist was more powerful than the left fist, and suddenly the fist pierced the air and collided with the whirlpool!

"Boom!"

The vortex collided with the fist, and after a short stalemate, it burst instantly, turning into countless sword qi that shot out in all directions, but the scattered sword qi could not penetrate Qin Yun's protective halo.

Li Xiaoyu's complexion changed suddenly, his long sword trembled, his tiger's mouth cracked, and he retreated decisively, not like Haoyu.

Qin Yun was about to pursue, but Wu Xiaowen's roared like a spear!

Qin Yun didn't wrinkle slightly, Wu Xiaowen's strength was extremely strong, even better than Li Xiaoyu and Haoyu, and his grasp of the timing was so clever that he stabbed in front of Qin Yun in an instant when Qin Yun and the two were fighting, and the distance was only a foot!

The strong wind was howling in front of Qin Yun, his skin was faintly painful, and the cold light from the tip of the spear flickered, and it would stab him in the face at any time.

Wu Xiaowen's hair was blown back by the wind, and at this moment he put away his frivolity, and he actually had a kind of master demeanor.

This is a shot he has carefully prepared, and he is confident that the opponent will be difficult to dodge. In fact, it is true, this shot came too fast, and Qin Yun had no way to avoid it!

But this was the corner of Qin Yun's mouth slightly upturned, and he suddenly shot out like lightning and grabbed the body of the gun. The swift spear suddenly stopped, and at this time, the tip of the spear was only an inch away from Qin Yun's forehead!

Wu Xiaowen's eyes froze, and his hands were infused with great strength, but the body of the gun was like an iron cast, and it didn't move at all!

Qin Yun let out a low roar, exerted all his strength on his right hand, and shouted, "Let go!"

The body of the gun shook violently, Wu Xiaowen's complexion changed, and he only felt that the spear was about to fly out of his hand. Wu Xiaowen's unruly expression flashed, and he clenched the spear with both hands, and he wanted to resist hard.

Qin Yun and Wu Xiaowen held the head of the gun and grabbed the tail of the gun, and for a while they wrestled and stalemate.

Qin Yun's right arm was shining, Wu Xiaowen's hands trembled slightly, his face was slightly swollen, and he had obviously made a move with all his might.

"Die!"

But at this moment, Haoyu swooped forward, and the Great Sun Fist smashed towards Qin Yun's temple, and the power was unmatched!

Li Xiaoyu and the others' eyes lit up, this punch will definitely kill this son!

But suddenly, the momentum on Qin Yun's body skyrocketed, and a huge force was exerted on the spear, and the stalemate was instantly broken, and Qin Yun inspired the Forbidden Technique of Refining the Body at this moment!

Wu Xiaowen's complexion changed suddenly, he couldn't resist that terrifying strength, but he was as arrogant as he refused to let go, so he was picked up by Qin Yun with the spear!

Wu Xiaowen only felt the wind blowing in his face, and the force of this smash was extremely terrifying, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Haoyu on his side!

At this moment, Haoyu and Wu Xiaowen were staring, but this scene happened too abruptly, and no one expected it.

"Bang!"

Haoyu and Wu Xiaowen collided fiercely, making a heart-shaking explosion!

The eyes of the two of them went black at the same time, blood spurted wildly, and they almost passed out.

Haoyu flew sideways, and Wu Xiaowen could hardly hold the gun, so he staggered back into the distance and sat on the ground.

"Kill!"

Without giving Qin Yun the slightest respite, the three masters of the Shaoyang Sect came to surround and kill at the same time!

Qin Yun's eyes flickered, the blood of battle boiled, and when he raised his hand, he swiped with a palm, and the phantom of the giant axe appeared, the axe of slaughter!

When the battle was in full swing, Qin Yun no longer cared about his identity, and immediately displayed his artistic conception martial arts.

"Bang bang bang!"

The three Shaoyang Sect masters came and went faster, their sternums collapsed instantly, blood spurted wildly from their mouths, and they directly lost their combat power!

Li Xiaoyu's heart set off a stormy wave, and it was hard to imagine how Caixia could be so terrifying!

Li Xiaoyu was very simple, slapped out of the air with one palm, turned around and fled wildly!

He was really frightened at the moment, and he was shocked by Caixia's combat power, and he didn't dare to fight again.

"Since you're here, are you still leaving?" Qin Yun's voice suddenly echoed in Li Xiaoyu's ears, and Li Xiaoyu's pupils shrank suddenly.

Li Xiaoyu was really scared, at this moment the blood seemed to be coagulated, and he turned back with difficulty, and sure enough, he saw that Qin Yun had come behind him and slapped him!

Li Xiaoyu's face was frightened, and he desperately slashed a sword backwards, but the long sword was blown away, and Li Xiaoyu hit the back of his head hard.

No matter how he struggled, he tilted his head and passed out, with a large bag swollen in the back of his head.

Qin Yun turned around at this time, only to see Haoyu and Wu Xiaowen standing on the ground, and it was difficult to get up for a while, and the other three Shaoyang Sect masters were even more unbearable, and their lives had already gone halfway.

Qin Yun walked to Haoyu's side, as strong as Haoyu was finally scared at the moment, he subconsciously moved back, his face was like ashes, he knew that he had offended Caixia to death, and it was irreparable to say anything at this moment.

Haoyu gritted his teeth and said, "Give me a decent way to die, don't hurt my face......"

Qin Yun nodded, respecting Haoyu's idea of valuing handsome faces, and slapped Haoyu on the back of the head, which was not at all different from the position of the big bag last time, and suddenly Haoyu fainted with his head tilted.

The big bag that had been eliminated last time was high and swollen again, and it was even more hideous and bright......

(End of chapter)