Bao Xu didn't have time to think about it, so he could only continue to make moves.

At this time, the silver-faced Langjun made a move, a silver light and shadow in his hand, the silver moon dagger, suddenly in the left hand, suddenly in the right hand, suddenly in the wrist, suddenly in the palm of the hand, and suddenly in the back of the hand......

In short, appearing in all unimaginable places, as if it grew on his hands, it was just right to block Bao Xu's attacks again and again.

At this moment, Bao Xu finally deeply realized Zuo Chongliang's helplessness and pressure just now.

This silver-faced Langjun, he is not a person, he is simply a devil.

is young, but it brings him heavy pressure, whether it is moves, body skills, reaction speed, or internal force, all crush his devil.

The surrounding fighting ended.

The six young men were like a game, slashing and slashing their opponents out of each other.

Then, they giggled and watched the fight between the silver-faced Langjun and Bao Xu in the field.

And the battle on the side of the silver-faced Langjun is also nearing the end.

With a terrible scream, an arm fell from the ground.

The Silver Moon Dagger is too sharp, and it takes as little effort to sharpen iron as mud, let alone cut people's flesh and blood?

Zuo Chongliang's death was in front of him before, and at this moment, Bao Xu's face was even more dead.

It was his hand holding the sword that was cut off, and his lifelong martial arts were in swordsmanship, and his right arm was broken, and most of his martial arts were wasted. What's more, he was originally well-manned and well-prepared, and he put down his words in front of his master, and he would definitely capture the silver-faced Langjun alive, but at this moment, it was such a result.

All the people he brought are dead, and Zuo Chongliang, one of the four masters, is also dead, and he will die soon.

No, he must not wait for death like this, he wants to die with the silver-faced Langjun, thinking of this, he threw himself at the silver-faced Langjun regardless of it, and his left hand condensed the palm of the internal force of the whole body, if it hits the silver-faced Langjun, the silver-faced Langjun will be seriously injured if he does not die.

But imagination is beautiful, and the silver-faced Langjun's skills are weird, her body is like a cloud and mist, light and fluttering as if she has no strength, but she is smart and light, and his palm is not stained with others at all.

On the contrary, it was the silver-faced Langjun's hand that swiped extremely quickly, and the silver moon dagger, as if it had eyes, slashed between Bao Xu's left wrist and right ankle.

Bao Xu screamed and collapsed to the ground with a dead face.

The tendons of his left hand and the tendons of his right foot were severed.

If the broken right arm just now was a waste of most of his martial arts, now he is basically a wasted person.

The silver-faced Langjun's eyes were as cold as frost, he glanced at Bao Xu condescendingly, and said lightly: "Originally, I didn't want to spare your dog's life, but I always have to send someone to pass a message to your master." ”

She leaned forward slightly, and her voice was as cold as ice, as sharp as a sword: "Tell your master: There are some people that she can't provoke, and some forces that she can't move!

Bao Xu's face was pale, and he didn't dare to say a word.

Qingyue from the north gate walked over, grabbed Bao Xu, and said, "They came on horseback, and the horse is on the outer street, so I'll send him away." ”

Silver-faced Langjun nodded.

Beimen Qingyue lifted Bao Xu, who had no power to resist and was still bleeding on his broken arm, like a chicken, and swept his body flat on the roof and went away.

Chu Xiyang sighed: "It's a pleasure to kill eagle dogs, but the corpses of these eagle dogs are difficult to deal with. Quick, get to work!"