"Humph......"

Yue Chong snorted coldly, and the sword qi zigzagled and slashed towards Xiong Kuohai.

Xiong Kuohai laughed, raised his hand to block, and a tiger phantom appeared behind him, he bent his five fingers, forming five claws, forming a white-gold gangqi, blocking Yue Chong's sword.

The sword qi and the gang qi collided, making a muffled sound.

"Whoa......

The tiles above his head kept shaking, like a wave one after another, and some tile fragments fell from the top of his head and fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, at this time, Du Rui slowly got up.

Yue Chong's savior was anxious, distracted to deal with Xiong Kuohai, in Xiong Kuohai's opinion, this is extremely stupid, if Zhanfei takes the opportunity to make a move, he will definitely be able to take the initiative, if the cultivation of the two is not far apart, it is enough to have the upper hand, if there is a gap, then, Yue Chong will not have the power to return to the sky.

However, Zhanfei did not take the opportunity to do as Xiong Kuohai thought.

He also slashed at Xiong Kuohai with a sword.

Xiong Kuohai was caught off guard, if it weren't for the fact that he was an old congenital, as soon as his thoughts turned, his qi would be dense all over his body, otherwise, he would have to be hit by this sword.

"Zhan Daxia, what are you doing?"

Zhan Fei snorted coldly.

"Don't interfere with me and this person!"

As a swordsman, a person is a sword, he must go straight like a sword, and he can't tolerate the slightest trickery, this kind of thing that takes advantage of people's danger, Zhanfei disdains it, you know, in order to temper his will, he would rather follow Du Tang, endure the evil spirit that mortals dare not touch at all, and use the evil qi to polish the sword intent, and only a martial arts madman like him would do this.

Seeing Yue Chong is equivalent to seeing yourself in the mirror.

In this way, it is like a chopping thought.

With a sword slash, all selfish distractions are gone!

The dog bites Lu Dongbin, and he doesn't know the hearts of good people......"

Xiong Kuohai snorted and did not speak.

At this time, Zhan Fei shouted at Yue Chong.

"This rabbit cub from Huashan, can you dare to fight with Zhan on the roof?"

"Why don't you dare?"

Yue Chong replied coldly.

Then, he turned around, bowed to Du Rui, and said softly.

"Your Highness, you can allow Yue to fight to the death with this heretic of the Sword Gate without returning, and never stop......"

Du Rui looked at him, Yue Chong's eyes were firm, his gaze did not wander in the slightest, nor did he dodge, which meant that he had made up his mind to show off this sword sect with no return

The innate swordsman was like a whetstone to him, and he had to borrow him to practice his sword.

Above the innate nature, there is still a vast space, and we cannot stop moving.

Du Rui nodded.

The next moment, Yue Chong rose into the sky, as if there was a trebuchet under his feet, the whole person was ejected towards the sky, the person could fly to the beam, and the roof above his head also broke a big hole, a big hole that could allow his body to fly over, if the roof was broken a big hole, it would definitely be a piece of debris, however, those tiles seemed to have been evaporated, without a trace.

"Hahaha......"

Zhan Feilang smiled, and also rose to the sky.

His momentum was even more domineering, as soon as he stepped on the ground, a big hole was broken in the ground, and the cracks spread in all directions like a spider's web, and the whole person was like an arrow flying out, still in the air, and the roof of the river temple collapsed upward, and countless pieces of earth, tiles, masonry, and wood chips flew in all directions, and then, like dandelions in the sky, swayed and fell.

After that, two snow-white lights flashed in the sky.

The light dispelled the darkness and the snowflakes in the sky, like two bolts of lightning, leaving a pale scar on the night.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was agitated, just like someone holding a spatula and stirring it in the cauldron, as long as the martial artists with a slightly more powerful divine mind could feel it, Zhanfei and Yue Chong were both innate powerhouses, and they could temporarily suspend in the air, and the two mobilized the surrounding Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to attack each other, and the innate sword qi flew like electricity, crisscrossing the sky and the sky, and the qi penetrated the heavens and the earth.

"Whew!"

Xiong Kuohai spat heavily on the ground.

In essence, he is a villain, only in this way, can he from a poor family live to the present, and be promoted to the congenital, as for the congenital, he who looks strong is actually in his early fifties, he has no expectations for this, he knows very well that with his current state of mind, it is impossible to be enlightened, and if he can't be enlightened, it is impossible to be successfully promoted to the grandmaster powerhouse.

He couldn't understand Zhanfei's persistence, he would only feel that the other party was brain-dead from practicing martial arts.

But that's fine!

The credit for capturing the Tang royal family fell into his own hands.

He looked at Du Rui, and he couldn't stop smiling.

Du Rui retreated to a corner of the main hall, where there was a piece of roof, blocking the falling snowflakes from the sky, he looked up at the sky, his hands behind his back, as if he was looking for poetry in the snow, giving people a feeling of light clouds and light winds, faintly with the meaning of dust.

This makes Xiong Kuohai

I feel stuffy, I feel like a clown.

A long time ago, he couldn't remember how long it was, at that time he only lived by pretending to be stupid and selling ugly parties, otherwise, he would not have a nickname like poodle, about that past, he subconsciously blocked it.

And now, the mood of that time suddenly reappeared.

Clown!

In Du Rui, he is just a clown!

Yes, he felt this unmistakably from Du Rui's body language!

He's furious!

Surprisingly angry!

In this way, the whole person fell silent.

No longer smiling, no longer crazy, but very quiet, as if listening to the sound of snowflakes in the snowy night, as if feeling the life-and-death battle between the two swordsmen above, with the quiet breathing, the thin heaven and earth vitality slowly gathered on him.

Then, he exhaled.

The white mist rushed out of its mouth, gathering but not dispersing, like a white tiger.

The next moment, there seemed to be a muffled thunder in the air.

After that palm, Xiong Kuohai slapped a palm at Du Ruiyao, who was a few feet away, and just as he slapped this palm, Nie Yuan and the other guards appeared from the door of the main hall.

After a palm, there was thunder.

Ben Thunderer!

This is not the Tiantai school's mastery, but from the abandoned Zen Shaolin, Shaolin Temple has seventy-two stunts, this thunder hand is one of them, after entering the water department, Xiong Kuohai has this opportunity to practice this Shaolin mastery.

Palms are faster than sound waves......

Even faster than this applause was Du Rui's divine thoughts, only to see him standing still, just turning his eyes, moving his gaze, and his gaze fell on the huge handprint that was rushing forward.

Time seems to stand still.

To be precise, there is darkness that washes away time and disturbs time......

Xiong Kuohai's seemingly majestic palm was frozen in time, like a handprint carving, a glass handprint carving, and then, an invisible hand held an invisible small hammer and gently tapped on the carving.

"Whoa......

Pieces of a land!

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