Xu Yongzheng's left hand brushed the surface of the Jin Ge sword with difficulty, and then crossed between his eyebrows, and said, "You don't have a chance." ”

The blood on his left hand stained the blade red, but Jin Ge was stained with blood, and the blood quickly flowed from the sword, not stopping at all.

The man in black holding the meridian mandarin duck was no longer polite, and finally launched his artistic conception.

His artistic conception turned out to be a tiger head. The tiger's forehead hung its eyes, the word "king" was vivid, and the beard on its lips was also lifelike.

The flame mark between Xu Yongzheng's eyebrows became more vivid and moving, as if it was beating. He slashed a few times with the sword in his right hand, and the artistic conception rose again, this time it was no longer the artistic conception of intercepting the river, but the artistic conception of his long-lost Zhiyue.

In ancient times, there were giants, whose bodies were as high as the sky, and whose strength was immeasurable. The arm is waved to break the mountain, and the mountain is broken at the waist, and its marks are like mirrors. The giant senses, knows its sharpness, feels its momentum, weighs it with his hands, and caresses it. The arms are like soldiers, like knives and swords, and then there are the first generation of soldiers, which are extremely sharp.

With the momentum of the sword, the mountain is broken.

In an instant, there seemed to be a big mountain behind Xu Yongzheng, and the mountain was immeasurably high. Xu Yongzheng's expression was serious, and a snow-bright silver light flashed on the long sword in his hand, and under the edge, in a trance, a ray of light flashed like lightning.

Heaven and earth are silent, the mountain is as high as ten zhang, the upper half of the mountain seems to be picked up by someone's waist, and then it becomes smashed like a smash, every stone, every tree, every wisp of dust and smoke, are imitations of the way of heaven.

The power of the Heavenly Dao, how can manpower defeat it.

As soon as this artistic conception was issued, the people in Tsing Yi noticed that something was wrong. It turns out that this is Xu Yongzheng's real strength.

Tsing Yi people are unwilling to give up, and they are not hesitating. The flute in his hand turned and put it not far from his lips, but his mouth did not touch the flute, and he saw his fingers cocked and lowered in turn. No sound came out, but a silent wave of light dispersed.

The giant peak turned into a boulder and slammed down, hitting the tiger's head even more. Although the tiger head is mighty, it can withstand so many attacks. Therefore, the artistic conception dissipated, and the man in black was also attacked by some boulders. Even if he waved the meridian mandarin duck to block it, he couldn't protect himself in the end.

Therefore, the man in black was directly smashed down, his head buried in the soil, and there was no possibility of making a move.

Xu Yongzheng's main target was not the man in black, but the two men in Tsing Yi who were standing aside with a flute.

Therefore, the mountain peak shrouded the people in green clothes and orange robes at the beginning, and when the boulder fell, it was about to drown the two of them.

It's over, it's all over.

Because Xu Yongzheng used all the killing realms to trigger this artistic conception, and he was already ready to be attacked by that tiger head artistic conception. Unexpectedly, the effect of killing the realm was so great, not only did it completely emit Zheyue's artistic conception, but it also squandered the qi in his body.

In other words, he is now extremely weak. However, it doesn't matter, the man in black can't shoot anymore. Just kill the remaining two.

But the boulder did not descend for a long time.

Only then did Xu Yongzheng realize that something was wrong. It turned out that the silent light waves emitted by the people in Tsing Yi with their flutes directly dispersed, freezing the boulder above their heads in mid-air.

Xu Yongzheng's right hand sword hung weakly, and his left hand was also hanging low. He's also reaching his limit. He wanted to squat now, but he was afraid that he would not be able to get up again after squatting.

Xu Yongzheng stared at the boulders that should have been smashed down a long time ago, why hadn't they smashed on the people in Tsing Yi yet?

The people in Tsing Yi finally showed his artistic conception, which is the confidence of his eighth place on the list.

But Xu Yongzheng still didn't give up, he noticed that some boulders were slowly dissipating, I don't know if it was his own reason or the reason of the people in Tsing Yi, his body couldn't move anymore, but his mind could move. So he offered his mind and put it back on top of the stones, and the stones regained their momentum, and they went down a few more points.

Blood kept coming out of the corners of the Tsing Yi man's mouth.

The orange-robed woman didn't dare to act rashly, but seeing the tragic situation of the man in Tsing Yi, she couldn't help but move. She chose to stand in front of the Tsing Yi people, stopping the Tsing Yi people behind her, and the pen holder fork was pinched in her hand. The next moment, the pair of pen stand forks were thrown out of his hands. I saw that the two short weapons attacked Xu Yongzheng in a subtle arc. In this way, two pen stand forks that swirl like darts fly to the same place at the same time.

Xu Yongzheng's feelings were completely different, looking at the tricky angle of the pen holder fork like a poisonous snake, stabbing his arms and thighs respectively, so up and down, one left and one right, Xu Yongzheng could only stand by, not daring to move a bit. His mind was condensed on the boulders, and if he moved, he was afraid that the boulders would disappear immediately. At that time, his fate will be even more miserable. However, if he doesn't move at the moment, how should he deal with the man in green clothes and the woman in orange robes.

It's useless to regret at this point. Is it really going to be a death today?

A sword, a sword that appeared out of thin air. Ding Ding twice, and cleanly picked off the two pen holder forks, resolving Xu Yongzheng's crisis.

Xu Yongzheng opened his eyes and found that there was also a woman standing in front of him.

Who is the person who came? It was the female swordsman who set off early and kept looking for Xu Yongzheng, Wang Xiaojuan.

She set off earlier than Li Yuyu, but she came late. Just because she's an out-and-out road idiot. If it weren't for her whim, she thought that she could go to Jin Yilou to ask for news, I don't know how long it would take to find Xu Yongzheng. The mountain is not big, Wang Xiaojuan, who came to look for people with the news, still can't find the north, if it weren't for the flute and movement on Xu Yongzheng's side, she wouldn't have found this place so quickly.

As the saying goes, it's better to come early than to come at a good time.

Wang Xiaojuan stood in front of Xu Yongzheng like this, but she was not as nervous as the orange-robed woman. This is the confidence that comes with being strong.

Wang Xiaojuan looked at the boulder above the head of the man in Tsing Yi, glanced at Xu Yongzheng again, and smiled lightly, it turned out that this was the case. Sure enough, it is an extraordinary artistic conception.

The scene soon turned into a war between two women, which Xu Yongzheng and Qu Xingwu never expected.

The orange-robed woman protected Qu Xing behind her.

And Qu Xingwu's hands and clothes were stained with blood, and the cyan clothes turned black. The battle between him and Xu Yongzheng is far from over. The competition of the minds of these two people is so deadlocked.

Xu Yongzheng didn't want to retreat, and he couldn't retreat. If he unloads his thoughts, I'm afraid he will fall directly to the ground and not say anything, and Qu Xingwei's attack will also come. When the time comes, his life will really be up to him.

At this time, Xu Yongzheng finally began to speak: "Don't give up, you have taken the first step, you have to persevere no matter what." ”

Xu Yongzheng's eyelids became heavier and heavier.

He didn't stop puffing and said, "If you're really sleepy, don't sleep." I can give you a dance to relieve your boredom. It's really not good, but it's okay to sing a song. ”

"Please, uncle. You can let me call you as much as I want in the future, but don't faint now. This will help you stick with it a little longer, and the more good it will be for you in the future. ”

"Xu Yongzheng, you haven't avenged your revenge, how can you fall here first?"

Xu Yongzheng never said a word, and even a thought in the sea of knowledge failed to respond to the trick.

And the outside world is wonderful and simple.

The orange-robed girl had no blade in her hand, Wang Xiaojuan glanced at Xu Yongzheng again, knowing that Xu Yongzheng was unwilling to let go. Look at the people in Tsing Yi over there, they are also struggling to support. If it goes on like this, I don't know who fell first. And the contest of ideas is bound to be more dangerous than ordinary fights.

Wang Xiaojuan said to the orange-robed woman, "Do you still have weapons?"

The orange-robed woman was in front of her, like a little white rabbit, nervous and uneasy.

"No, no. ”

"Do you have any killer moves, the kind that can kill?"

"No, there isn't. ”

"That's a coincidence, I still have an artistic conception to try. I just don't know if you can catch it. Perhaps, you can choose to save your life first, get out of here first, and come back later. ”

The orange-robed woman looked at the grim expression of the man in Tsing Yi, and the expression on her face looked very painful.

"Why don't you let them stop at the same time?"

"Hmph," Wang Xiaojuan sneered, "It's simple. In this kind of thing, whoever stops first will suffer. They're fighting for their lives right now, why are you so naïve?"

The orange-robed woman bit her lip, her eyes glistening with tears.