"How so? How is this waste possible...... So powerful? Didn't you say that there was only cultivation in the skin refining period? ”

The two middle-aged men exclaimed at the same time in their hearts, and a pair of eagle-like pupils suddenly doubled, and quickly contracted inward. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The unbelievable scene in front of Info's eyes made them suspicious of their environment, suspecting that they were just dreaming.

But the wrist had been broken, and the two middle-aged men suddenly gasped, and a piercing pain instantly hit their whole bodies, making them clearly realize that everything that happened now was so real and accurate.

Out of instinct, the two of them quickly attacked with the other hand protected in front of their chests at the next moment of frustration, intending to force Nangong Yi back.

However, as soon as this idea appeared, a huge coercion smashed down on the brains of the two middle-aged people like dull thunder, and they were overwhelmed.

Just listening to the crisp sound of "crackling", Nangong Yi slapped twenty or thirty times in an instant, and they all landed on the cheeks of the two executioners in front of him accurately.

With each slap, a deep handprint appeared on the cheeks of the two men, like a carving process, into the flesh for three points.

By the time Nangong Yi finished twenty or thirty slaps in one go, his eyes had already become flesh and blood, and white teeth were rolling. And the two middle-aged executioners had already been knocked out of five or six sheets, and their teeth were grinning and screaming in a daze.

At this time, in addition to the original horror, the hearts of these two people were filled with deep depression. When did the Yin family's waste become so powerful? Is this still the waste of the Yin family? If such skills are considered waste, then what is considered a master?

After being dizzy for a long time, the two slowly came back to their senses. Thinking of being raided by a waste just now, and being beaten in embarrassment, the two of them couldn't help but be annoyed.

For a while, he didn't care about his wrist being broken, and quickly stabilized his broken wrist with vitality, and with a slight wave of his other hand, a narrow sword was held in his palm.

The night is getting up, the evening breeze is washing, and the three of them stand opposite each other. In the eyes of the two middle-aged people, four fierce lights of resentment and cold were shot out angrily, staring at Nangong Yi not far away, hating to tear it apart.

"Boy, if you don't break your body into thousands of pieces today, it will be difficult to solve the hatred in Lao Tzu's heart!" The middle-aged man in the green shirt had a hideous face and gritted his teeth.

"If Lao Tzu can't eat your flesh and drink your blood today, Lao Tzu will swear not to be a human being!" The middle-aged man in the purple shirt also said with deep disgust, and he didn't realize the wisps of blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

Nangong Yi smiled, sighed lightly and said, "Since that's the case, then what are you waiting for?" Do you think that just these few words can scare me? ”

Hearing Nangong Yi's words, the cheeks of the middle-aged man in green shirt couldn't help but twitch. Although he desperately wanted to behead Nangong Yi under the sword and break him into thousands of pieces.

However, he was also quite jealous of Nangong Yi in his heart, and Nangong Yi's success was not just because of the surprise attack, but more importantly, Nangong Yi's martial arts strength should not be underestimated.

If it weren't for the fact that he had a good time at the moment and a sharp blade in his hand, it was really hard to say whether the two middle-aged executioners would turn around and flee.

Under the huge humiliation and anger, the middle-aged man in the green shirt and the middle-aged man in the purple shirt shouted at the same time, and the two swords swung out one left and one right, forming a horn and attacking Nangong Yi urgently.

The sword rays were like mercury pouring into the ground, and once it was cast, it was suddenly like a huge red light curtain, shining with a thousand colors of neon light.

The flickering sword light, unpredictable and unpredictable, one by one remembering the snake letters that were like poisonous snakes, "sighing" in front of Nangong Yi, the voice was full of resentment and hatred, curse and ferocity.

Although the two middle-aged executioners had just been attacked frantically, and almost half of their teeth were knocked out by Nangong Yi, they did not affect the attack at this time.

The two of them were like the wind, and as soon as they fell together, they had already surrounded Nangong Yi in the sword light.

After the humiliation and embarrassment last time, the two middle-aged men had to fight against Nangong Yi cautiously.

As soon as the two of them took out their swords, they urged all their vitality to perform swordsmanship. And the sword moves used are all spicy and vicious, and the tricks are crucial to killing people.

Nangong Yi was in the center of the siege, his body changed back and forth, and he easily moved in the swaying and chaotic sword light. The sword light was like a wave of waves, passing in front of him layer by layer, grazing the corners of Nangong Yi's clothes and disappearing, but none of them could touch Nangong Yi's body.

Although the swordsmanship of these two people is spicy and vicious, they also attack and kill every attack. But there is no trace of subtle sword moves in the sword momentum, even if it is vicious, it is not strange.

Nangong Yi's body is like wind and electricity, and he shuttles freely in the dense sword light, not like a swimming fish. On a pair of fleshy palms, the multicolored yuan qi flowed freely, like a crystal jade liquid galaxy flowing waves, and the sword that slashed towards his vital point was blocked again and again.

After a while, the two middle-aged people were already tired and out of breath, but they found that Nangong Yi in the center of the battle circle was still unscathed.

Not only that, looking at his appearance, it seems that he is still strolling around and watching the flowers and admiring the moon, with a calm, elegant and indifferent expression.

As a result, the two middle-aged people couldn't help but be angry and anxious. If this fight continues, the two of them will inevitably be the first to run out of energy. When the time comes, let alone kill this bastard, it is extremely difficult to say whether he can escape with his life safely.

Frightened and anxious, the two suddenly glanced at each other, and then gritted their teeth and yelled at Nangong Yi: "Rabbit cub, take your life!" ”

With a roar, the sword light of the two of them doubled on the basis of the previous one. The two sharp swords danced faster and faster in the hands of these two people, and the sword light of Sen Han was like a clear moon hanging upside down in the Milky Way, instantly illuminating everything within the first five zhang, just like day.

The rapid sound of the sword "woo woo" came from the hands of the two middle-aged people, and as the figures of the two of them flew around, it resounded in the dark woods.

In the blink of an eye, the sword rays were like a whirlwind, forming a circle of silver-white light curtains, in the shape of a high wall, enclosing Nangong Yi inside.

When the two middle-aged men saw that the blow was successful, they couldn't help but be overjoyed, and regardless of the sweat splashing all over their bodies, they once again tried their best to urge their vitality and exert their sword momentum to the highest level.

In addition to being proud, the middle-aged man in the green shirt couldn't help laughing and said: "Lao Tzu also wanted to keep you a whole corpse, but you rabbit cub dared to hurt Lao Tzu's wrist." Since you don't know whether you live or die, then don't blame Lao Tzu's men for being ruthless. If you don't cut you into eighteen pieces today, it will be difficult to solve the hatred in Lao Tzu's heart! ”

"Eighteen pieces? Fifth brother, you are too merciful. With the strength of this rabbit cub just now, the little brother has to cramp and smash the bones and dry the blood today, otherwise the little brother will not be able to swallow this evil breath! ”

The purple-shirted middle-aged man gritted his teeth with a hideous face, and said that he was extremely angry about being injured by the surprise attack just now.

As they spoke, the sword momentum of the two suddenly changed, turning into thousands of streamers, stabbing at Nangong Yi, who was flashing rapidly in the light curtain. As soon as this move came out, all of Nangong Yi's retreats were instantly blocked.

The sword light pointed at Nangong Yi's heart and brain. Obviously, this blow was intended to force Nangong Yi in a corner, and then kill him with thousands of thunderous swords!

"Bunny, aren't you very good at hiding? Now I'll see where you're hiding! The old man in the green shirt smiled, his voice was full of three points of resentment, three points of pride, three points of satisfaction and one point of happiness.

"Desperate Sword Technique, Dance of the Eight Directions!"

Nangong Yi was in the midst of the fierce sword light, and he wanted to strike out. But after looking for seven or eight breakthrough points in a row, they were all forced back by these two middle-aged people.

With Nangong Yi's martial cultivation strength, if he wants to break through this sword snow curtain with all his might, it is not impossible to do it. It's just that if he doesn't probe, he will brazenly launch a counterattack. At that time, even if he could defeat these two people in one fell swoop, he would be more or less hurt, but Nangong Yi didn't want to let himself be hurt at all.

In Nangong Yi's opinion, with his current cultivation, if he couldn't kill these two miscellaneous hairs safely, then his experience in the Beast Mountain would be in vain.

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