Seeing Li Tieniu holding the scimitar with both hands, constantly urging her to hurry up, Cui Niang suddenly burst into tears, and her mind was chaotic for a while, and her heart was like a pain. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The black-robed man saw a big man in front of the woman, and the corners of his mouth twitched with disdain, just to let the woman live for a few more seconds, and in the end it was impossible to escape death.

I pulled the scimitar a little, but I didn't pull it back, it turned out that it was grabbed by this person with both hands, I didn't expect this fool to have so much strength.

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the black-robed man, and he kicked Li Tieniu with a knife in both hands, and the scimitar left his body, bringing out a puddle of blood, and Li Tieniu was kicked by this kick and flew a few meters away.

Li Xuan saw that the scimitar was blocked by Li Tieniu, and his heart that was about to burst was barely stabilized.

Picking up a scimitar from the ground, he increased his speed again, leaving a trail of shadows on the road, forming a faint air turbulence channel on the straight road.

The speed was almost about to set his clothes on fire, and the scene around him seemed to suddenly stand still.

The contrast between the rapid and the slow of silence is striking, and the adrenaline rushes to its highest level.

The moment he approached the man in black, Li Xuan waved his knife with both hands.

When the black-robed man kicked Li Tieniu away and was about to make up for Cui Niang, he suddenly felt a strong crisis coming, which made his hair stand on end.

Years of licking blood from the knife edge made him very sensitive to murderous aura, and at this time he felt a strong killing intent coming from behind him.

There was no time to cut the knife, so he hurriedly turned around and slashed diagonally towards the source that made him feel the crisis of life and death.

It's a pity that he saw a faint figure flash past him with his peripheral vision.

He could smell the faint smell of burnt clothes floating in the air, and the strong wind blowing through him caused his black robe to swing backwards.

When the scimitar entered his body, he didn't feel any pain, but he felt a cool feeling in his waist and abdomen, and then his upper body fell to the ground.

When he put his head on the ground and looked at his lower body, which was standing on the ground spurting blood, he realized that he had been cut in half.

He wailed in pain as he struck him.

It turned out that it was cut in half and would not die immediately.

Li Xuan half-knelt in front of Cui Niang, panting heavily, his face became red because of the friction just now, and it was hot as if it had been boiled in a pot.

The blow just now drained all his strength, and there were different degrees of strains in his body, and it was difficult to even lift the long knife for a while.

And if he wanted to die, the black-robed man in the back rushed over. He did not mourn for his companion who was broken into two sections, but directly slashed Li Xuan who was kneeling on one knee.

Looking at the blade that crossed over, just as Li Xuan was about to exchange his injuries for injuries, a low sound of breaking the air sounded.

As before, a scimitar pierced the black-robed man's chest at the right time, and flew into the distance with a whistle.

Similarly, there was no power to fight back, Li Xuan saw the bald man in the distance with a helpless look, as if to say that I didn't want to.

Li Xuan bowed to him, no matter what, he owed this favor today.

Just as Li Xuan was temporarily calming down, a loud noise came from not far away, and bursts of light smoke spread out into the air in the form of an arc.

The dull sound shook people's hearts like Huang Zhong Da Lu.

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When the riot began, Lin Yi just looked up at the direction of the black-robed man here, and then stopped paying attention.

In his opinion, this is just some small actions of the Shi family that can't be put on the table.

It's not that there are no people on the rivers and lakes who can kill him, but before killing him, they have to weigh their own strength, or whether they can withstand the wrath of the Lin family and the Shangqing Sect.

Just rushing to the identity of the great elder of the Qing Sect, Li Guanhai's descendant, can make some famous people in the rivers and lakes shy away.

Unless the Shi family invited some people who walked in the dark.

But so what, with his current strength, he is really not afraid of these assassins or killers or the like.

After reaping more than a dozen lives with two swords, the twelve masters of Half the Sky simply couldn't satisfy his bloodthirsty desires at this time.

After pretending to be forced in a high-profile manner, he saw the place with the most people at the tent and rushed over there.

The hob blade rolled wantonly on top of the chopping knife.

Under the scorching vitality, the sound of muffled thunder could be faintly heard on the back of the tumbling knife.

Du Yuanqing is the person with the highest attainment in swordsmanship in half the sky, and he played the "Thunder Knife" in one hand.

Although it is only a second-rate pinnacle level, it can fight with a first-class master without dying, and is admired as an invincible opponent under the first-class.

In the "Half the Sky", where the masters are like clouds, the strength is stable and can be photographed in the top six.

Every time the knife swept or slashed obliquely, it would take away several lives, and soon Du Yuanqing came to the front of the curtain.

At a glance, I saw Lin Yi, who was drinking, and Lin Qingyu, who was standing not far away.

It took all the effort, the two important people are here, and the province has to find it one by one.

The main thing now is to get rid of this man.

And at this time, a big battle had begun not far away, and the sword qi was rampant, which made him very surprised and feared from the bottom of his heart.

Judging from the surging vitality, it is not at all what his level can face, although he is very conceited, but this bit of self-knowledge is still there.

Fortunately, neither of them had any intention of looking for him.

Since he doesn't pay attention to him, he doesn't care what they do, try to dodge as much as possible, and run away if he can't fight, this is an important criterion for Du Yuanqing to survive.

Slashed all the way to the tent, and the only person who made him feel a little troublesome was the burly bald man, who was no lazier than him at all.

But then this "cut off the sea" is not something that the bald head can catch.

This knife forced a first-class lower-level master back then, and that bald head was at most a second-rate peak from the perspective of the circulation of the qi engine, and it couldn't be a first-class master, and it just made him feel a little troublesome.

As long as they don't get into the first class, then they have the confidence to cut them off.

The bowed waist sank the horse, and the vitality in the thirty-two points opened in the body flowed into the horse chopping knife through Du Yuanqing's veins in a complex way.

Suddenly, the sword soared, and the tumbling vitality was like a raging wave, and the entire horse chopping knife suddenly emitted a dazzling light, like a burst of small sun.

A scorching aura spread out in all directions with the horse chopping knife as the center, and when this aura swelled to the peak, Du Yuanqing's knife fell.

Thunder falls, and the light rises.

It has been said that the fastest thing in the world is light.

The moment the light pierces the sky, you have lost its trace.

At this time, Du Yuanqing's Thunder Knife was the only lightning, and his figure followed the lightning to Lin Yi's face.

Ben Thunder Knife fell, but.

Suddenly, everything seemed to stand still.

There were no cracking blades, no scattered blood, no scorching sun, no frenzied storms, no lightning streaked across the sky.

It was as if everything before was a dream.

If it weren't for Du Yuanqing standing in front of Lin Yi now, if it weren't for Lin Yi's two fingers holding the tip of the horse chopping knife, if it weren't for the fact that the land within a radius of one zhang around Lin Yi's body had fallen three feet.

Then everything before was indeed a dream.

There is a saying widely spread on the rivers and lakes: "There is no colorful phoenix with wings, and the spirit rhino can be understood with one finger."

This "Lingxi Finger" is talking about the Lingxi son of the Puritanism.

And few people in the rivers and lakes know that this Lingxi son is the third son of the Lin family in Huizhou.

His hand is his sword, and since he has cultivated and fought dozens of battles, he has never been defeated, and he has never used a weapon.

Lin Yi looked at Du Yuanqing with an incredulous expression, his fingertips flicked slightly, and the horse chopping knife full of violent knives broke inch by inch.

A vast and incomparable sword intent soared into the sky, forming a flow of vitality with the scattered sword gangs, and a violent and dull impact sounded, and light smoke spread into the sky in an arc.

Du Yuanqing suddenly felt as if he had been hit by a giant beast in the wilderness, and the surging qi in his body was directly dispersed by this sword qi as if it was about to explode. A stream of blood spurted out, and the whole body seemed to be pierced by dozens of sharp swords, and suddenly turned into a bloody person, and the original human form was completely indistinguishable.

The blow just now was a complete defeat.

As Lin Yi got up, that invincible sword qi rose up like an optimus pillar.

At this time, Lin Yi looked more like an emperor among swords, and the swords were easy.

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