The wolf looked coldly at the person who threw out the big knife, and with a flick of his fingers, a silver-white sword qi shot out, and with a "poof" sound, it pierced the person's forehead, and the man didn't snort, and fell to the ground and died, so frightened that the people around him quickly retreated to the side. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"If anyone dares to act recklessly, he will be the end." The wolf said in a cold voice.

Hearing this, the rest of the Black Dragon Hall all froze, their faces were as pale as paper, and they didn't even dare to move their fingers again.

And when Yun Tian made a move against He Qiheng, Twelve and Thirteen also shot at the same time.

Twelve and Thirteen have never fought against the True Martial Realm, and they have no bottom in their hearts, and as soon as they make a move, they are powerful killer moves.

With a slash of the twelve horizontal swords, dozens of sword lights swarmed out and swept towards the knife cluster on the opposite side.

Dao Cong was originally looking at Twelve with a cold expression, but when he saw that the other party only slashed horizontally from a distance, dozens of extremely sharp knife lights fell on him like rain, and his face changed in an instant.

He quickly used his famous stunt "Fallen Leaf Crazy Knife Style" to dance out of nowhere, protecting himself impenetrable, only listening to the sonorous sound endlessly, all the knife qi was stopped by his quick knife.

The twelve faces remained unchanged, and the knife in his hand was slashed again, and the same knife light killed the knife cong again, and the speed of the knife light was extremely fast, and the knife cong wanted to dodge too late, so he had to use the "fallen leaf crazy knife style" again to resist.

But just after receiving this wave, the other party was another knife, the knife light came again, and the heart of the knife cong sank to the bottom, and he was consumed to death in this way, this style of knife method consumed the true yuan, and he couldn't make it a few times.

When the knife was at a loss, Twelve did not cut out countless sword lights, but held the knife in both hands, continuously injecting mana into the knife in his hand, and the dark red treasure knife was injected with twelve huge mana, and there was a lot of light.

Seeing the opponent's posture, Dao Cong understood that the opponent was performing some kind of powerful killing move, and under the great change in his complexion, he quickly rushed towards Twelve.

He wanted to disrupt the opponent before the twelve killing moves were brewed, and at the same time, close the distance between him and the opponent, so that he could have a chance to kill the opponent.

But it backfired, he only took two steps, and the other party's killing move had arrived.

Twelve looked at the knife cong that intended to approach him, smiled coldly, raised the knife above his head with both hands, and then solemnly slashed, and a pale red knife light that was one zhang high and three zhang long burst out of the blade and slashed down at the head of the knife cong that was walking quickly.

Before the sword light arrived, the momentum had already crushed the heart of the knife cong, and the knife cong showed fear on his face, mobilizing the true yuan of his body to raise the knife and slash at the red knife qi.

"Boom"

The knife in Dao Cong's hand was shocked by a blow, and he only had time to turn his body sideways, the knife light had already swept by, and a shoulder-high left arm flew up in the air and fell far to the ground.

Dao Cong fell to his knees, stretched out his right hand to cover the huge wound where he was bleeding, the blue tendons on his forehead were agitated, his face was pale, but he pursed his lips and couldn't say a word.

Twelve looked at his hands in shock, as if he couldn't believe that he had taken down a mid-stage True Martial Arts master so easily.

You must know that in the past, he regarded the True Martial Realm martial artist as an unattainable peerless powerhouse, but now such a strong man was easily defeated by his own sword, and the shock and disbelief in his heart were indescribable.

Twelve looked at the knife bush that had a broken arm but still clenched his teeth and said nothing, and there was a hint of appreciation on his face, but unfortunately, the person who the sect wanted to kill must die.

He shook his head, didn't think about it anymore, and slashed out, dozens of sword lights surged towards the knife cong.

Dao Cong looked at the overwhelming sword light, knowing that he couldn't stop it no matter what, he laughed miserably and said loudly: "Big brother, brother, I'll go first." After saying that, he closed his eyes and gave up resistance.

Countless sword lights suddenly dispersed as they approached him, leaving only one sword light through his chest, leaving him with a whole corpse.

And the battle between Thirteen and Ma Su ended faster, and Thirteen directly stimulated the power of the War Soul Knife, and with the blessing of the mana during the foundation building period, the Battle Spirit Knife instantly turned into a lifelike red giant tiger and pounced on Ma Su.

With the mana of the foundation building period as support, this red tiger is much stronger than the golden dragon that turned into Yuntian before.

Ma Su, who was already impatient, strode towards Thirteen with a taunt on his face, and saw that the other party didn't know what evil method he had used, and in a blink of an eye, he made a red giant tiger and pounced on him, his complexion changed suddenly, and he opened the iron fan and swept towards the head of the giant tiger.

The giant tiger roared angrily, stretched out his right paw and slapped it quickly, and slapped the fan in Ma Su's hand away, and under Ma Su's shocked and angry look, he pounced on it and bit his neck.

This red tiger was transformed by the Battle Spirit Knife, and how sharp the teeth were, this bite directly bit off Ma Su's entire neck and took off his head.

And the thirteen, who was ready to have a vicious battle with the master of the True Martial Realm, was stunned on the spot, and this is the end? The True Martial Realm is so unbeaten?

He looked back at his brothers with a full of doubts, only to find that none of them looked at him, and they all watched in amazement as the sect master fought with He Qiheng. He also looked down and was equally stunned.

When the twelfth and thirteenth took down the sword cong and Ma Su, He Qiheng was leaning on the big knife and watching the clouds and sky that were slowly approaching.

At this time, Dao Cong's last words before his death sounded, He Qiheng looked over in shock, but saw a knife light passing through Dao Cong's chest, and the third brother Ma Su had already been in a different place, He Qiheng's body trembled, almost unstable and about to fall to the ground, and his eyes immediately turned red.

"Second brother... The third brother..."I didn't expect that in just such a moment, the kung fu and the two brothers would be separated from their own yin and yang, how sad and sad came from it, looking up to the sky and howling: "Ah..."

Then, his eyes were bloodshot and he looked at the clouds and sky that had walked in front of him, and shouted angrily: "I fought with you." The whole body of the true yuan was poured into the big knife beside him, and the sword was raised above his head with both hands.

"Kill", in the earth-shattering roar, a knife as fast as lightning slashed down from the top of the sky of clouds.

Yun Tian's face was expressionless, stretching out his fair-skinned right hand, palm facing up, and he actually planned to use one flesh palm to catch the opponent's desperate blow to the extremely powerful blade.

Lin Wolf and the others looked shocked, and their eyes narrowed meaningfully, as if the palm of Yun Tian's hand was about to be cut off in the next moment, and they couldn't bear to look at it again.

And there are many people in the Black Dragon Hall who show a look of expectation, hoping that He Qiheng will make a contribution and hit the sky hard.

"Qiang", the sound of gold and stone clashing.

There was a sharp whistling sound in the cutting air, and the powerful knife was firmly held in the air by a seemingly fragile palm, and the sharp blade was being held in the palm of the hand.

There was silence, and everyone looked stupid.

Yun Yi's Adam's apple shook, swallowed hard, and asked the wolf in front of him: "Zong... Sect Master, is... It's been a long time, but I didn't say anything about it.

The forest wolf, who had always been calm, was also dumbfounded, and muttered, "How strong is the master?" ”

"You..." He Qiheng's face was completely bloodless, his face was full of incomprehension, his lips trembled, and he mustered all his strength to take the knife back, but found that the knife seemed to grow in the other party's hand, and it did not move at all.

Yun Tian sneered, a murderous flash in his eyes, his right hand shook, and the big knife shook violently, and a huge concussive force shook He Qiheng's hand away.

Pull back the broadsword, the handle of the knife is downward, and with a hard pestle, half of the person-long broadsword instantly sank under the ground, and the blade pointed to the sky.

Yun Tian let go of his right hand that was grabbing the knife, leaned forward, grabbed He Qiheng's right arm, which was losing his mind, took it inward, and then pressed it down hard.

"Poof", a blade pierced out of He Qiheng's chest, but he saw He Qiheng's body facing the sky on his back, being strung on the big knife standing on the ground, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and after his body shook twice, there was no movement at all.

After the only hope was stifled, the faces of the people in the Black Dragon Hall turned extremely gloomy, and they didn't know what would greet them next? One by one, they looked at Yun Tian and the others with fear on their faces.

Yun Tian glanced at these people expressionlessly, and asked lightly, "Is there only you people in the Black Dragon Hall?" ”

A middle-aged man with shrewd eyes and a thin face looked at his companions around him, and boldly replied, "Back to this... This son, as well as two deacons, each with a dozen or so people, guarded the two shops under the name of the Black Dragon Hall. ”

"Oh?" Yun Tian's eyes were like black holes, and he looked at the man who replied, "How is the cultivation?" ”

The middle-aged man was stared at by Yun Tian's eyes, and only felt that his whole body was as if he was immersed in ice water, and he was so cold that he didn't dare to deceive, so he replied truthfully: "The two deacons are both cultivators in the early stage of true martial arts, and the others are all martial artists in the mortal martial realm, and their cultivation is mostly above the later stage." ”