The five knights of the Heavenly Hades Palace who surrounded them on the opposite side, these people are arrogant and arrogant, since they have been instructed by the big leader, where do they care about the identities of these people.

When they were still ten meters away from Nangong Ao, several people pulled out a long knife with a strange shape and slashed at Nangong Ao and Han Jiangxue.

Looking at the trajectory and strength of their swords, they are at least third-rate or more martial artists.

Han Jiangxue's eyes narrowed slightly, and the qi in her body surged, and she was about to make a move.

"Old Han, you can rest, and I'll take care of these little miscellaneous fish." As Nangong Ao spoke, his body had already jumped, and he rushed towards those people like a cannonball.

In the past few days, he has been pondering the nine-fold collapse strength that Li Xuan taught him, but he is suffering from the lack of sparring opponents, at this time, since these people are looking for death, Nangong Ao decided to give them a chance.

There were a total of five people who surrounded them, and the one who rushed to the front should be the strongest, reaching the second-rate upper level, with a smooth knife momentum and a tumbling qi.

Nangong Ao's whole body collided, the man's eyes showed a cruel and murderous light, and the long knife in his hand conjured up a piece of light and shadow, the combination of virtual and real, rigidity and softness, it was already a rare clever knife technique.

But Nangong Ao's fist directly penetrated this ball of sword light and came to him.

His heart was suddenly shocked, and he knew that he had met a master. The long knife slashed back diagonally, leaning back, trying to avoid the punch that didn't have the slightest power to open.

But this fist was imprinted on the back of the knife at a constant speed.

In an instant, the blade body of the hundred refined steel turned into countless fragments, penetrating the body of the man in black.

His eyes were full of fear and unwillingness, and he watched Nangong Ao's fist imprint on his chest.

At this time, he no longer had any breath, and of course he couldn't feel a strong tremor force, which shook his internal organs, blood, and bones into pieces and exploded.

It's like a ripe watermelon that has been smashed with a stick in mid-air.

Nangong Ao played a triple collapse this time, and when he saw the man in black in front of him burst in front of him, he felt extremely excited in his heart.

finally touched the true artistic conception of "Nine Mountains", this kind of power skills are really domineering.

It's that the requirements for his own body are extremely high, just now he just hit a triple collapse, and his body has been stagnant, and after the whole body is shocked, it is unspeakably uncomfortable.

It's a long process to talk about, but it's actually a matter between two breaths. Nangong Ao had already come to the front of the second swordsman with a light horse, and smashed the steel knife in his hand with a fist, knocking him away more than twenty meters away with an elbow of his hand.

The second knight was more than a cut behind the first.

And then the third, and then the fourth, and then the fifth.

It's just a face, and these people are all explained here.

Nangong Ao looked at the group of black-clothed people in the distance, and then turned back to look at Han Jiangxue.

"Since it's all come to this point, don't worry about it, let's kill them all."

In his opinion, except for the black-clothed master who used a knife in the distance, the other black-clothed people were not to be afraid.

Since you have done it, let's do it thoroughly.

Nangong Ao nodded, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards that side.

Yan Liuyun's sword was fast enough, but he had been seriously injured before, and at this time, he couldn't even exert three points of skill, but with the subtlety of his swordsmanship, how could he support it for a long time.

That day, the commander of the Hades Palace obviously saw this, relying on the depth of his vitality, the sword gang roared layer by layer, only thirty moves later, Yan Liuyun was suppressed to death, in his opinion, the victory or defeat was already determined.

Just as he was about to make a decision on life and death in one fell swoop, a black shadow fell from the sky, and then a fist appeared in front of him.

The fist seemed unimpressive, but it made him feel a strong danger.

Duan Dehai took five steps back, and the long knife in his hand changed thirty-six sword postures, but Nangong Ao's fist did not stop.

From one fist in the past, it has become dozens of fists now. The appearance of each fist would make the air in front of Duan Dehai a little heavier, and when the fist strength of these fists was stacked layer by layer, it was like a mountain across his body.

The long knife in his hand gradually froze, not as mellow as before.

"Good boxing skills, then look at Duan's "crossing". ”

As he spoke, the layers of sword shadows in front of Duan Dehai suddenly converged all the sword rays, turned into a dazzling brilliance, and disappeared into Nangong Ao's countless fist marks.

Nangong frowned, his strength surged from under his feet, and the fists in his hands were also gathered together, facing the dazzling sword.

Duan Dehai was eight points sure that he could cut the rebellious young man in front of him in two. But when his blade came into contact with the young man's fist, he suddenly froze, and he couldn't move even half an inch away.

The light and shadow around him seemed to have slowed down more than ten times, and Duan Dehai could clearly see the trajectory of the young man's fist. Countless phantoms appeared on the young man's fist, and when these phantoms appeared, even the surrounding air trembled, and Duan Dehai's blade also trembled violently with the air trembling.

Beads of blood slowly seeped out of his arm, and then the tiger's mouth cracked, and the long knife uncontrollably detached from his palm.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Nangong Ao's mouth, and his fist had already passed through Duan Dehai's long knife and was imprinted on Duan Dehai's face.

With a muffled sound of "bang", Duan Dehai's head exploded like this.

Nangong Ao's figure had already come to the side of another black-armored man, his arm swinging diagonally, and his fist just brushed the man's face, and then half of his head was smashed into smithereens.

Nangong Ao has obviously entered a wonderful realm that can only be understood but cannot be spoken. The fist is sent and received as you like, one slow and one slow, with a natural charm of Taoism.

In just a few breaths, these disciples of the Heavenly Netherworld Palace all fell under his fist.

Nangong stood proudly, his qi rolling, surrounding his body, and his momentum was magnificent and immense. A magnificent qi in the body is surging endlessly, like the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, ups and downs.

Yan Liuyun held Pan Chu in one hand, and held the long sword in the other, which pointed diagonally at the three feet in front of him.

This style is "hanging willow branches", which can be attacked and defended.

"Thank you Brother Tai for saving me, in Xia Luo Tianzong Yan Liuyun, I don't know what Brother Tai is called?" Yan Liuyun asked.

At this time, his body had almost reached its limit, and the internal injuries he had received before had flared up again, if he hadn't been worried about Pan Chu's safety, maybe he would have collapsed.

Nangong Ao thought in his heart at this time, whether to kill the two people in front of him to prevent future troubles. But when he heard Luo Tianzong, he hesitated.

Although it is located in a convenient area, he has heard of Luo Tianzong's prestige, if he kills these two people, with Luo Tianzong's magical powers, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not leave a follow-up in the future.

After thinking about it for a while, just as he was determined to kill the two men, a weak voice came from the carriage.

"But Senior Brother Yan?"