The iron thorn of the red bean mask stabbed Li Xunhuan in the back silently, Li Xunhuan seemed to have an eye in the back of his head, turned over, dodged, and hit the vest of the red bean mask with a palm. Knock him in the direction of the iron gate from which he came.

Then, a black fighter in a willow branch mask, in the moment when Li Xunhuan hit the flying red bean mask, the sword in his hand stabbed straight to the top of Li Xunhuan's head from top to bottom. This sword seems to be very casual, like a spring breeze caressing a willow, making people know that he has arrived, but they don't care.

This sword is also very fast, fast to the extreme, fast to the peak. The sword aura is vertical and horizontal, and no one in this world can match it.

If this sword is placed in the rivers and lakes of the Central Plains, it will definitely be a sword that shocks the world. It is enough to make the entire martial arts frightened, and it can make all those who face this sword lose confidence.

But the person this sword is going to stab at is Li Xunhuan.

When Li Xunhuan hit the flying red bean mask, he had already sensed this sword. And this way of swordsmanship, he had heard of it before, and even seen it.

While his heart was slightly frightened, at the moment of a thousand shots, his body suddenly stopped in mid-air, and there was a feeling of abrupt stopping. Then it was as if someone behind him pulled him, and he was too much of a pain on his head. But because the sword qi was too strong, when he narrowly dodged, he still left a scar on his chest, and the blood flowed like a pillar in an instant.

When the willow branch mask just crossed in front of him, Li Xunhuan raised his white jade-like fist, struck each other with strength, and shouted in his mouth: "Huifeng Dancing Willow Sword?

As he spoke, he turned his head sideways in his busy schedule to avoid the sneak attack of another black fighter.

The willow branch mask crossed the sword against his fist and said, "Gu Daoren? It's really strange that you, who are really good at it, can actually block ten great grandmasters with the power of one person, and there is a character like you in the Hidden Gate all these years? Tell me, which faction are you?"

Another person in a peach blossom mask, a flicker, appeared on Li Xunhuan's right side, with a shadow of a stick, and said: "The hidden door of your faction, don't you know what the consequences of offending Tianzun are?

Li Xunhuan dodged the shadow of the stick that led to the sky, did not answer, found a gap, and pulled back a black fighter who wanted to jump over to stop Tie Chuanjia.

There was another black fighter with a black snake mask, with an afterimage, attacked Li Xunhuan and said: "You are already waiting for a long time, why bother to find yourself unhappy, Lord Tianzun has a large number, and he has already let you go, but he still doesn't know how to die?"

Li Xunhuan sneered and said, "'Tianzun', it's just bullshit!"

As soon as these words came out, all the black fighters shouted in unison: "What a gut!"

The means of attacking Li Xunhuan were even faster and sharper, as fast as lightning and as fast as a meteor. When the dragon leaps up, there are 180 moves.

Their moves were extremely fast, and the moves they made to each other could not be seen clearly by outsiders and Ben, and they could only see a white afterimage and ten black afterimages entangled with each other, like the light and shadow of the Dao Dao flying sideways in this hall, entangled with each other.

At this time, Tie Chuanjia had already removed the third copper lamp, and there was already a little sweat stain oozing out of his purple-black metal-like skin. It can be seen how difficult the bronze lamp is to remove.

Ignoring a moment's rest, Tie Chuanjia discarded the third copper lamp and quickly pounced on the last copper lamp.

However, when he was just starting, a fist like a meteor smashed directly into his chest, making a sound of gold and iron, and Tie Chuanjia's whole person was knocked away and smashed heavily on a stone wall, his chest cavity collapsed, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

What attacked him was a black fighter wearing a colorful phoenix mask.

This time the attack, Li Xunhuan saw it clearly. I couldn't help but be horrified and inexplicable, and my heart was terrified! That blow was too hard and too heavy, and the iron armor must be dead or alive!

And the Caifeng mask that attacked Tie Chuanjia was one of the four black fighters who woke up when Tie Chuanjia had just removed the third bronze lamp. The other three joined the battle group besieging Li Xunhuan, so that Li Xunhuan no longer had half a doppelganger.

At this time, the Caifeng mask directly stepped out and knocked the iron armor away.

Li Xunhuan saw the dead Tie Chuanjia in the afterglow, and the pain in his heart was indescribable, and his whole chest was filled with sadness. The gaze that looked at the Caifeng mask was filled with thick anger.

When the colorful phoenix mask hit the flying iron armor and turned around to join the ranks of besieging Li Xunhuan, Li Xunhuan's flying knife struck!

This flying knife, full of anger, sadness and despair, was the fastest knife he had sent since he was promoted to the Great Grandmaster, and this knife could no longer be described in words, even if all the words in the world that could describe this knife were added together, it could not describe one ten-thousandth of this moment.

In this world, no one can capture the trajectory of this knife, because this can already be regarded as a divine sword!

The flying knife strikes and strikes at the Caifeng mask.

And the next action of the Caifeng mask made Li Xunhuan's heart skip a beat.

I saw that Caifeng Mask gently stretched out two fingers and headed towards this extremely sharp flying knife.

How could Lu Xiaofeng's mastery appear here at this moment? Li Xunhuan's heart was full of doubts.

If it had been five years ago, this finger would definitely have caught Li Xunhuan's flying knife.

But now, after Li Xunhuan, who is also a great grandmaster, shoots out the flying knife, the spirit rhino finger made by the colorful phoenix mask is three points behind.

What's more, this knife at this moment is a knife that has completely broken Li Xunhuan's own potential and realm. The spirit fingers of the Caifeng mask are already too much worse.

The flying knife struck straight in, and through those two fingers, it directly broke through the pale mask painted with colorful phoenixes, nailed into the bridge of the nose of the black fighter, and then pierced through with brilliance.

The mask shattered, revealing the true face behind it.

Li Xunhuan never expected that that face was really "Lu Xiaofeng"!

It's just that he was too shocked and lost his mind a little, giving the other thirteen black masked people a chance.

Two long swords, one in front and one behind, directly penetrated Li Xunhuan's chest and back, and the sword qi was wanton in his body!

Two iron spikes stabbed him in the heart and lungs at the same time, and strange true power spiraled between the heart and lungs.

A long knife pierced directly from under his ribs, stabbing the deepest, and the sword qi erupted, piercing through his body.

Other punches, palms, grabbings, and fingers hit him one after another. Thirteen different true powers were wrecked in him.

The energy spread, rolling up the stumps and corpses on the ground, forming a huge whirlpool. The huge pillars that were still seven or eight zhang away from them were forced out of the cracks by the wanton spread of energy.

After a long time, the energy dissipated, and the stumps and severed arms fell one after another.

The white robe on Li Xunhuan's body was already stained with blood at the moment, and his eyes were dilated, and he looked at these black fighters who gave him a fatal blow one by one.

Another Qingzhu mask with a sword spoke at this moment, and said, "Tell me, which hidden door you are." ”

The black fighter with iron thorns continued: "If you say it now, you can still die a happy death." If you don't say it, then you will only suffer incredible pain before you die. ”

Li Xunhuan didn't answer their questions, his eyes moved to Tie Chuanjia who fell under the stone wall, only to see that his chest cavity had completely collapsed into it, and the purple-black metallic luster on his body had all faded, and he raised his head, his face turned into a miserable white death gray, and his eyes were round, without any brilliance.

……

"If you go back now, you're in a hurry. ”

"Where's the second master?"

"I—I'm going in. There are too many doubts in my heart, and if I don't solve them, my thoughts will not make sense. ”

"The second master knows that I won't go behind your back, so why do you say these words. If the second master says back, my Tie Chuanjia will not look back at this place, and if the second master says in, my Tie Chuanjia will not retreat for half a point. Second master, even if it is the Longtan Tiger's Den, my Tiechuan Armor will break through with you. Living and dying with the second master is not just talking. ”

"Hahahaha, okay, with you as a brother in this life, I, Li Xunhuan, will die without regrets!"

……

Li Xunhuan's mind recalled the conversation between him and Tie Chuanjia in front of the "Heavenly Palace" temple a few years ago. That was the beginning of everything, although he had clearly made up his mind to die, but when he saw him die in front of him at this moment, the endless pain in his heart had completely flooded.

The shadow of the big man who was hiding in his mind kept flashing, stroking his chin and laughing. "What does the second master think?" "What does the second master think?" he always asked, looking like a man without opinions. In fact, he was just afraid of the silent atmosphere, and he himself was not good at expressing himself, so he could only lead Li Xunhuan to speak.

Li Xunhuan's eyes were full of grief, and he muttered: "Brother Tie, I'm sorry ......"

If he hadn't followed himself to find out these things, maybe there would have been a different ending, right? He might have lived a peaceful and joyful life, full of children and grandchildren, and at the end of his life, surrounded by children and grandchildren, and died of old age on the couch, right?

Li Xunhuan thought so, and then, his gaze gradually left Tie Chuanjia, and moved to Li Bebei, who was still trapped in the cocoon, and took a deep look, with a trace of eternal firmness flashing in his eyes. Then he laughed, and the laughter was full of sadness.

Then, Li Xunhuan's gaze became fierce, and he looked at these black fighters one by one, spat blood, and said, "I really want to tell you something, Tianzun, it's really bullshit!"

As soon as the words fell, a flying knife appeared in his hand, and then, with an extremely bright light, it was stimulated, and the target was the last bronze lamp!

"Not good!" Before the black fighter could be angry at his words, he stabbed them, and they were so shocked that they screamed, and then left Li Xunhuan one after another, step by step, ready to block the flying knife.

How fast is the flying knife? Even Li Xunhuan himself didn't know. When they were just about to leave Li Xunhuan's body, the flying knife had already hit the bronze lamp, and with a soft "bang", the bronze lamp was knocked away from afar.

The transparent cocoon chrysalis covering Li Bebei's body disappeared dry and quiet!

The last four black fighters also woke up at this moment, and together with the rest of the black fighting masks, they attacked Li Bebei who was sitting on them.

And Li Beibei at this moment, but just like before, he closed his eyes tightly, like a dead person, without the slightest movement.