The BMW is psychic, moving and jumping, deliberately avoiding the wolf's tooth arrows, and every time the dark arrows are almost brushing their manes, but they are always a thousand miles away, which is really dangerous.

At this time, Yan Hong and Hongyu had no time to worry about their beloved horses, because the six sword slaves would not give them a chance, the sword qi attacked, the six stars were killed, all the vitality and all the retreats seemed to be cut off.

- Blood and ink galloping——, the second style of Mozi's swordsmanship, there is no advance or retreat, only five steps of blood splashing, life and death, success and failure, only in a moment, no hesitation, no retreat.

In the face, what Yan Hong met was a sneak attack among the six people, assassinating the dragon who was good at it, this style of advancing and retreating was the last thing he was willing to face, if he changed to a real decision, he would not let go of the opportunity to compete with Yan Hong, a first-class master at that time.

The sword has pecked each other, with the strong against the strong, in order to break and then stand, this is the difference between the sword and the sword, the real is decisive, and the spirit is light, the only way to face the blood and ink galloping is to retreat, otherwise, in the end the one who dies must be the dragon, take a step back, the flaws are out, there are flaws, there is vitality.

"Ruby - Rush!"

With a wave of the long sword, he took the red jade and threw the beautiful woman into the outer circle, the red jade folded in the air, "Lang Jun - up", there was a short stagnation in the air, and he made a posture of catching the volleyball in his hand, as long as Yan Hong borrowed strength from it and jumped up, the two of them could get out of the battle circle.

"I want to go—take my life!" When Zhengang saw that the prey wanted to escape, he sneered, his body slammed, his sword was horizontal, and he borrowed his strength on the shoulder of the broken water, and shouted "————"

Immediately after a whirl in the air, the long sword swung straight at Hongyu's throat, and at the same time, the two of them also pierced Yan Hong's middle gate with a left and a right double sword.

"Ruby - Shapeshift!" shouted, followed by an iron plate bridge on his body, Hongyu relied on the strength of his waist and abdomen to whirl in the air, his left hand supported Yan Hong's chest, and narrowly avoided Zhengang's fatal sword, and when he was about to land, his heart moved at will, and the sword moved with his heart.

——Qiang ——, Mozi swordsmanship seventh style, the heavenly sword Qiankun, a sword from the west, as if the universe is reversed, time and space are converted, with a majestic internal force that people dare not look at directly, above the ground, the broken water is facing the long sword of the red jade, the sword qi is over, the qi is locked and avoidable, the heart is horizontal, and the sword is facing head-on.

——Click——, the blades of the sword intersected, the fire was shining, the figure of the broken water retreated, and the bluestone-paved ground left two, deep traces, obviously the broken water transferred the internal force on the sword to the ground.

At this time, the red jade also turned upwards with the power of the anti-shock, from the bottom to the top, and flipped four times, but it still did not remove all the strength of the broken water, and finally the meridians couldn't bear it, poof! A mouthful of blood spurted out from the sky, after all, the meridians were injured, and his body fell down like a kite with a broken string, and Yan Hong's eyes became more and more intense.

"Hongyu-" Countless images flashed in this short moment, from the first time the two met, they were almost inseparable, Hongyu has been with him like his own shadow, but he has never asked for anything, he has always been so uncomplaining and unrepentant, until a few years ago, he had witnessed with his own eyes, she almost died under Meng Tian's sword, since then, she had sworn that she would never let anyone hurt her again, but today she found that she was now unable to fulfill this vow, Without strength, it's all empty talk, little by little watching his beloved woman fall from the sky, and he was suppressed by the six sword slaves and couldn't move, he knew that if there was no internal force to support, the red jade fell to the ground hard, it must be a situation of broken internal organs!

At this moment, all forbearance, all Taoguang and obscurity have been left behind, and the Guigu swordsmanship is all over the world and across the Quartet!

As pointed by the sword, everyone retreated, and since ancient times, the princes were afraid of anger! It's not an empty talk, in addition to the same disciples, if you dare to slaughter the Guigu sect, then you have to bear the revenge of the Zongheng faction, you know, the Guigu faction is not as simple as it seems.

It was this short gap that Yan Hong exerted his strength under his feet, a Dapeng spread his wings, leaped up, turned back in the air, looked at his hands, and held the red jade firmly in his arms.

"Lang Jun!"

"Yu'er—"

- Walking ——, and looking at each other, the two of them saw this thought in their eyes!

There was another loud whistle - Sa Luzi and Rouge Snow jumped up in an instant, and the two of them landed steadily on their horses and evacuated towards the south gate.

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On the other hand, Situ Xiao has been using his speed to fight with Shengqi, after all, he doesn't want to fight with Juque.

"Uncle Situ, let's go—"

"Understood—"

Seeing that Yan Hong and Hongyu were already looking for an opportunity to escape, Situ Xiaoyan did not delay, forced back Sheng Qi with one move, and quickly approached Yan Hong and the others, his mount was already waiting there.

In a scuffle, there were only more than 200 people left in the 500 black-clothed arrow team, and the three were also scarred.

Seeing that Situ Xiao was about to leave, Sheng Qi snorted coldly, the long sword was thrown, and his body exploded, and he was about to chase him out, but Zhao Gao smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand to gently stop Sheng Qi.

said, "Since they want to leave, then I will give them this opportunity, as for whether they can get out alive, it depends on the destiny of heaven, take a bow and arrow!" With a shout, there was a black-clothed guard who brought a big black bow and a quiver in his left hand.

——Brush ——, Zhao Gao pulled out three sharp wolf tooth feather arrows from the quiver, and placed them firmly on the bowstring, the fingers of his right hand exerted a slight force, and the internal strength burst out along the fingertips.

- Thorn la——, there was a piercing sound of breaking the air, and the sharp arrow cut a graceful arc in the night sky, heading straight for the back of the three of them!

Almost at the same time, the three of them suddenly felt a chill down their spines, this is a first-class master on the edge of life and death to sense death, the next moment, the sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air came to their ears, but at this time it seemed to be a little too late.

"Be careful———— "The original three sharp arrows were shot from the bowstring one after another, and they were actually lined up in mid-air, just shooting towards Yan Hong alone, at this moment there is only the abandonment of the horse, but once the horse is abandoned, the six sword slaves will be killed later, it is really a dilemma.

Between the lightning and flint, Yan Hong stepped on the horse's back with both feet, turned upside down, pointed a perfect ladder cloud vertical with his left foot and right foot in the air, sat firmly on the back of Rouge Xue's horse, hugged Hongyu's delicate body from behind, and shouted loudly, "Thank you Lord Zhao Gao for sending me, only this time, Lord Zhao owes a good horse in the next one, feng shui takes turns, Zihong is leaving!" "It turned out that although the sharp arrow didn't hit Yan Hong, it pierced, and the head of Sao Lu Zi was gone.

Smiling slightly, Yan Hong's words, everyone present heard them clearly, but Zhao Gao laughed at this moment, and the people on the side couldn't help but wonder, Zhengang asked softly, "My lord, let the tiger return to the mountain, it will become a trouble for the henchmen, this..."

smiled lightly, the hand behind his back, slightly pinched, as if calculating what it was, but said lightly, "The so-called praying mantis catches cicadas and yellow finches behind, do you think we are only that yellow finch?" ”

The six people next to him were slightly stunned, weren't they?

After taking a closer look, the faces of the six people beside him said in a cold tone, "Let's go, someone will naturally entertain this distinguished guest of Yan Country later, if I really have a goodbye time with him, I will give him a good horse, hehe————" A cold laugh came out, making everyone present feel a chill behind their backs, this game doesn't seem to be as simple as imagined!