"These four people can be regarded as men, with four people fighting against Dahua Mountain, it must be considered a complete fame if they die today, and they can also be a legend in the future."

"Yes! It's a pity that I couldn't see their true faces, it's a pity! ”

All kinds of people in the rivers and lakes who were driven away from the mountain gathered together and chatted in three or five.

Hong Baxian and Taihua Mountain are famous, and they are loud and loud, and it is more than enough to deal with Feng Qingyang and other four people who only have the strength of the third grade.

Everyone unanimously agreed that the Huashan faction would be destroyed.

How can fireflies compete with the bright moon?

Cloud Smoke Pavilion!

When Hong Baxian and the others appeared, Feng Qingyang and the others stood up.

Except for Yue Buqun's frowning.

Jing Wuming's face was expressionless, Yang Guo stood coldly and obliquely, the wind was clear, and the wind was clear, and the wind and bones were immortal, and he looked at Hong Baxian like a master.

Hong Baxian walked slowly with his domineering spirit of crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades and holding Taihua Mountain.

Neither side moved their swords, not even the hilt of their swords.

They are all masters, the strongest.

If you move the sword, you will lose the momentum and psychology.

Ten steps outside the Cloud Smoke Pavilion, Hong Baxian stopped.

Facing the four people who were not afraid of him at all, let alone cowardly, Hong Baxian said coldly:

"The Huashan faction is just the four of you!"

It's not an interrogative sentence, it's an affirmative statement.

Feng Qingyang smiled like an old man looking at his juniors, and said calmly: "Now it's just the four of us!" ”

Hong Baxian raised his eyebrows slightly, and he didn't like the tone and lines of the wind and the air.

What do you mean by four people now?

Could it be that you think that you can leave alive, and you still want to carry forward the bullshit Huashan faction.

"Humph! Bite off more than one can chew! ”

Hong Baxian snorted coldly, a pile under his feet, only to hear a bang, the ground was deeply concave, and the sand was flying and the grass was rolling.

A domineering aura scattered and rushed away, like a devouring beast.

Hong Baxian still didn't move his sword, his posture turned into a remnant rainbow like a dragon, and he entered the Cloud Smoke Pavilion in an instant.

"Good time!"

The Huashan faction is the Qi Sect and the Sword Sect, and Feng Qingyang is a master of the Huashan Sword Sect, and he is extremely familiar with the Qi Sect.

His position bore the brunt of it, and the moment Hong Baxian made his move, the long sword in his hand did not move.

I only heard a sound of joy, but it was covered by the sound of Hong Batian's earthquake, and ordinary people couldn't hear it at all.

"Bang!"

The sword blade moved upwards and resisted Hong Baxian's fist, and found a loud bang, and the sword blade bounced to the left.

The wind cleared and jumped lightly, grasping a split.

Hong Baxian's body, which had taken the lead, had already swept past the position where Feng Qingyang was standing, and his fist went straight towards Yang.

Although Yang Guo is also a third grade, he has a broken arm, and he is the weakest of the three.

Although Hong Baxian thinks that he is strong in martial arts, he is still sober and calm against the enemy, and knows that breaking the enemy is the best.

What a false name, only the winner can write.

However, Yang Guo was not a vain person, so he didn't hide, and stretched out his hand to push it out.

"Gloomy Ecstasy!"

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the entire pavilion burst into the air and radiated outward, shaking the tiles on the pavilion to fall down one after another, and the sound of popping was found.

And Yang Guo's body also took three steps back, reaching the pavilion pillar.

stepped on Liang Zhu with one foot, and Yang Guo stood firmly.

The hand was withdrawn, trembling slightly.

It can be seen that Hong Baxian's strength is strong, far above himself.

Although Hong Batian did not retreat, he did not advance half an inch.

The same eyes were amazed.

Blocked!

Yang Guo, a broken-arm mole ant, actually blocked his internal strength blow.

I thought it was just a famous person in swordsmanship, but I didn't expect that there was also profound internal strength and profound mental skills.

Yang Shou can block a blow, his strength is naturally not weak, he can't kill it in a short time, Hong Baxian turned his head and looked in the direction of Jing Wuxian.

Like a tiger opening its bloody mouth, it will want to devour flesh and blood.

Although Yue Buqun also practiced the superior Zixia Divine Skill, that thing was a movement technique, not a combat technique.

In addition to his first-class appearance, it is obviously not enough to see in front of Hong Baxian.

He could only kick his legs and retreat straight away, dodging out of the Cloud Smoke Pavilion.

"I want to leave, but there is no door!"

The Great Elder of Taihua Mountain, his eyes were like swords, his face was angry, he drew his sword and took the initiative to kill Yue Buqun who was out of the pavilion.

A small first-class existence, an ant-like existence, die!

In the pavilion, Jing Wusheng was afraid of being injured when Hong Baxian and Yang were fighting hard just now, so he also took three steps back.

At this time, Hong Baxian was like a tiger devouring people, and Jing Wusheng was still dressed in old clothes except for the slight rise of the black veil on the hat.

His face is expressionless, his eyes are like gray, and he squints slightly.

There is no emotion, no life, and no expression.

At first glance, it is very underbeaten, and it feels very contemptuous, which makes people want to be beaten.

At this time, Hong Baxian was even more so, Jing Wuxian's expression seemed to be mocking him that he couldn't kill a single three-grade, and he was the head of the six factions.

Hong Baxian was angry from his heart, and the ferocity instantly melted into his fist, and he punched it over.

As soon as the afterimage moved, Jing Wuming's eyelids lifted slightly, and finally there was a slight change in expression, but more changes were replaced by the swiftness of drawing his sword and moving around.

"Die!"

People move, swords move.

Kill to the death, never hesitate.

Even if he is threatened by life and death, even if he can only pull out the last sword of his life.

That sword is definitely the most dazzling and deadly sword.

"Hmm!"

Hong Baxian punched the air, but he was mortally threatened, and Jing Wuxian's natural familiarity with the sword, as well as the enemy's weakness and grasp of the key points were also different from ordinary people.

Accurate to the point that you doubt life.

Hong Baxian was so surprised that he blocked his sword in his hand.

I only listened to the sound of the bang, which was very dull.

Then Hong Baxian took advantage of the situation to draw his sword, and then slashed Luo Xiang Jing Wusheng's back.

Jing Wuming dodged, and appeared outside the pavilion the next moment.

Missing a blow and fleeing from the ground is the trick of a swordsman's killer.

It is the purpose of Jing Wulife.

Swordsman, either complete the task or on the way to completion.

If you don't get a shot, you may wait for the next opportunity.

Because this time he has a partner, he doesn't have to fight alone, so he doesn't have to run away.

And as long as the driver waits.

Sure enough, the moment Hong Baxian drew his sword, Yang Guo's heavy sword swept horizontally and caught Hong Baxian's sword.

The giant sword has no edge, but it is very skillful and terrifying.

At the same time, it has an incomparable advantage, that is, you can't get around, you can only entangle with it.

Is Yang Guo a master with a sword?

Yes, he has learned the basic sword moves of Quanzhen swordsmanship, and he has also learned the mastery of Dugu seeking defeat, and his sword skills are not lost to the fast and dexterous Dugu Nine Swords.

"Boom ......"

"Damn it!" Hong Baxian failed to kill Jing Wusheng with a sword, and he was very annoyed.

The sword skills in his hands are faster, his body is plus, and his luck is several swords stabbing at Yang Guo.

Yang Guo dodged left and right, and the heavy sword blocked back and forth.

Reluctantly took it with a clumsy attitude.

It was hard to let the Hong Ba Immortal, who was more than two grades higher, have nowhere to show it.

After two moves, Feng Qingyang seized the opportunity and flew in from the pavilion side pillar, and Dugu Nine Swords attacked and killed him lightly.

Dugu Nine Swords doesn't need many questions, it is more dexterous, and there is a sword-breaking style of transmission.

and Yang Guo just now inherited from Dugu to seek defeat.

It can be said that the two of them fought with all their might, just like Dugu seeking defeat with two swords, one heavy and the other light.

One will be fierce, and the other will be spiritual.

Interaction left and right, intimate.

Hong Baxian hurriedly greeted Feng Qingyang at this time, but he was also forced to retreat by Dugu Jiujian's sword-breaking style and was busy coping.

The light in his eyes was even more terrifying.

This little old man's swordsmanship is actually better than that of Taihua Mountain.

In particular, the wind is clear and waving the sword between the pavilion pillars, which has a sense of preemptiveness.

"Boom!"

Hong Baxian is already a few grades higher than them, and he is also a famous sword master on the rivers and lakes, and he is not such a good bully, he is separated from Qingfeng Yang, and then he confronts Yang Guo and fights for sparks.

One person is also calm against two.

The three of them used their own skills in the pavilion, the cold light and shadows, the golden sound was endless, and the fight was extremely fierce.

This stunned the disciples of Taihua Mountain not far away.

What's going on?

The fierce bandits of the Huashan faction actually frequently received the hardcore blows of their own masters, and they also played at such a level.

Where the hell did they come from?

Can our boss kill them?

All the while, the disciples of Taihua Mountain were a little drumming in their hearts.