As soon as the black-robed man spoke, he moved his hand, his clothes fluttered, and his figure moved forward. The inner strength of the raised sleeve robe was excited, as if it was a big sword, blowing up the strong wind of several zhang around, and the splashing rain was like a dark weapon in the sky, sweeping straight towards the two people of the Jiuli Sect.

Liu Shaoyang already knew at this time that the black-robed man didn't notice that he and Mo Xueyin were tiptoeing in the room, so he breathed a sigh of relief. But seeing that this black-robed monster suddenly wanted to commit murder again, his eyes couldn't help but stare with bated breath in the field, and his heart couldn't help but tighten again.

The two middle-aged men of the Jiuli Sect were also quite successful, seeing the amazing move of the black-robed monster, they were also in danger. The elder brother stepped back with both feet, and a long cow tendon soft whip burst out from his sleeve, turned the whip in his hand, and danced so that he could not enter the wind and rain. The vigorous wind and rain that shot over with vigor were all dispersed for the long whip that swung around.

At the same time, the younger junior brother bounced up. The man reached his waist in mid-air and pulled out a lancet scimitar. With a shout from top to bottom, bursts of cold silver light were drawn, enveloping a few feet square, and slashing straight at the black-robed monster.

The two of them defended and attacked, and they were familiar with the road, which was so wonderful. Obviously, he is learning the same art on weekdays, and he has been skilled in this move for a long time. At this time of life and death, we will do our best to leave no room for anything.

Liu Shaoyang and Mo Xueyin in the room, seeing that the two senior brothers of the Jiuli Sect were extraordinary, and before they had time to secretly applaud in their hearts, they saw that the black-robed monster's body suddenly advanced and retreated, sliding back a few feet. The middle-aged man who made the knife seemed to make the opponent have nowhere to hide, and the sword light was about to come down, and it could be cut in the air.

The man who made the knife saw that a move was useless, and once he fought with the master, he resolutely advanced and did not retreat. Immediately, without waiting for the two feet to land, the body rushed forward. The scimitar in his hand danced rapidly, reflecting the night, and the sword light was like a burst of ghostly fire, running around, and his arrogance rose.

The black-robed monster looked at it in his eyes, and Sen Ran smiled and said: "This trick is 'Phantom Phosphorus Thousand Blade Slash', hehe, those housekeeping skills of the Jiuli Sect, you two have really learned a few percent!" As he spoke, he rose up and let go of this fierce knife formation. There was a low roar in the ground, the black robe on his body whirred and agitated, and his hands turned inward. The ten fingers surged up in an instant, bent into claws, like goshawk probing claws, and slashed two blue lights, grabbing the two shoulders and collarbones of the middle-aged man who made the knife.

The swordsman of the Jiuli Sect tried everything he had learned, and he attacked several moves in a row to no avail, and he was secretly anxious in his heart. Suddenly, he saw two cold rays of Aomori Mori, rushing towards his shoulder. He was desperate to leap backwards. But I only felt that the wind was blowing, and the shoulders were like pressing a thousand catties of iron gates, and the legs seemed to be filled with lead, so heavy that I couldn't move a step.

Seeing the situation like this, he was about to close his eyes and wait for death when all thoughts were gone. Suddenly, a gust of wind rushed from the side, and a white light flashed in front of his eyes, heading towards the chest of the black-robed man.

It turned out that the elder brother who made the whip saw that the junior brother was in a critical situation. Already between the lightning and flint, the long whip in his hand was filled with internal strength, and it was as stretched as a stick and spear. resorted to the trick of encircling Wei to save Zhao, and across the junior brother in front of him, he poked straight at the black-robed monster.

The black-robed man saw this fierce momentum, and the claws in his hands were no longer old, and his two-handed moves changed suddenly. As a result, the junior brother of the Jiuli Sect made the sword disperse sharply in front of him, and he was amnesty. The figure subconsciously moved to the side, temporarily avoiding the black-robed monster's side.

The black-robed monster here saw the long whip coming like a halberd, and said in a cold voice: "It's a good time!" The arms were closed, but when I saw the green mang, "Smack!" With a bang, there was no trace of the white light brought out by the long whip. Liu Shaoyang, who was lying in the house, saw this and secretly screamed in his heart. It turned out that the whip of the Jiuli Sect envoy had been pinched in the hands of the black-robed man.

The middle-aged man who made the whip suddenly felt his hands sinking, and he saw that his blade was made by others. was slightly stunned, and it was not time to change his mind. I felt a cold internal energy in my hand, surging. He was shocked and wanted to withdraw the whip. But most of his body on the right side of his body was numb for a moment, and he didn't listen to the call at all.

The black-robed man roared strangely, and the two index fingers in his right hand were like lightning coming out, pointing straight at the chest of the whip man, and the two points in the jade hall. At this moment, the man who made the whip only took one defense, one attack and two moves, but he was already defeated.

At this time, the swordsman of the Jiuli Sect relieved his mind to save his senior brother, and with one sword, he wrapped the cold and carried the flames, and cut the waist and abdomen of the black-robed man. The black-robed monster didn't look at it, and waved his left hand sleeve sideways. Under the hula, it is like erecting a copper wall and an iron wall. The cold light burst out and slashed at it, and it turned out to be "Bang!" There was a thud on the ground, and it was knocked into two sections.

The black-robed guest struck a blow, and the momentum was not slow. The left hand suddenly poked out from his sleeve, and when the Jiuli Sect swordsman was shocked, he slapped him on the chest with a strong palm. Then I heard "Bang! With a bang, even though the man with the knife had the "witch spirit magic" to protect his body, and his muscles and bones were difficult to hurt, he was also smashed with all the bones in his chest. He sat down on the ground, and he saw that he could not live.

At the same time, the finger of the black-robed monster in his right hand had also poked the chest of the whip man, and there was a crisp sound of "click". Liu Shaoyang, who was in the dark, looked at it in his heart and fixed his eyes to see it. I saw that under the dark moonlight, the senior brother of the two Jiuli Sect had two fingers poked out by the black-robed man, and it didn't reach the root of the fingers.

When the black-robed monster waved his sleeve and withdrew his arm, the middle-aged man who had made the whip fell to the ground, and blood spurted from his chest, like a spring. With a "plop", he fell beside his sword-wielding junior brother.

The black-robed monster just breathed and took the lives of two people in a row. Suddenly, he raised his eyes and looked at the rain in the sky, and said slowly: "When the mango is planted, the heat is everywhere. Suddenly there was such a heavy rain, but it was also very cool! This is said in a leisurely and unhurried manner. It was as if there were more than a dozen corpses all over the ground in front of him, none of which had anything to do with him.

On the stone slab in front of the hall here, the junior disciple of the Jiuli Sect who made the knife had his sternum shattered and was gone, and he was already breathing at this time. The senior brother who made the whip was not dead for a while, and he gritted his teeth fiercely in the ground, and said word by word: "Your Excellency's martial arts are so high, my two brothers have only seen them in their lives...... But for some reason, he had to wear a mask and didn't dare to show his face...... Now when I am dying, I dare to ask you to tell me my name and surname, so that I can be blind to death! ”

When the black-robed monster heard this, Sen Ran sneered a few times and said, "Originally, you Nanban, even if you die completely, you deserve it!" But the old man looks at you, you are still tough, and your martial arts are not bad. If you want to know what my name is, I will tell you now. Speaking of which, you may have heard that the old man has lived in Yin Mountain for a long time, but he is a golden bloodline, a Mongolian, and his name and surname are called Ebaili! ”

The man who made the whip of the Jiuli Sect was like a gossamer at this time, and his eyes were already devoid of brilliance. Hearing this, his eyes were cold, a trace of horror flashed, and he said in a trembling voice: "You...... Are you the ghost king of Yin Mountain? No wonder...... No wonder ......" raised his head and laughed after speaking, and after a few sounds, Huo Di's head tilted to the side, and there was no more sound.

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