"Master..." Seeing the master holding his palms and retreating, his face was embarrassed, Long Haotian, Xiao Lonely and several other disciples immediately rushed forward with swords on their faces, and surrounded the attacked Ma Yu in the middle. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What's the matter, senior brother!" His eyes flashed, and the figure of the fuselage at Qiu flickered, and he immediately stepped forward to check Ma Yu's situation.

I saw that Ma Yu's originally ruddy face was surging with a trace of black that was not deep and obvious, but seemed to flow deep in the skin, the palm that he was holding with Peng Lianhu just now, the five fingers, on each of them, seemed to be pierced by a steel needle, and a little blackened blood droplets, leaching out of the wound little by little, and several people who saw it were shocked.

"No, it's a second!"

Originally, when he saw the two of them appear, he thought that he was waiting for a savior, but he never thought that Ma Yu, the head of the dignified Quanzhen Sect and the famous Danyang Zi Ma Yu, would fall in love with Peng Lianhu's Tao so simply, how stupid and naïve this Ma Dao Chang must be, to believe that in this case, Peng Lianhu would shake hands with him and make peace!

Peng Lianhu's rampant laughter was particularly harsh in Ma Yu's ears, he had been cultivating his mind on the mountain, he didn't expect that his opponent would be so cunning, and the liver fire that had not been lightly touched for many years couldn't help but start rising in his body at this time.

Casually brushing aside Long Haotian and Xiao Lone, who were blocking in front of him, wisps of fire flickered in Ma Yu's eyes, and an angry shout came out of his mouth, and a burst of tiger-like momentum slowly rose from the old Taoist body that looked like a good old man.

"Damn it, thief!" Gritting his teeth and spitting out this sentence, an afterimage crossed, only to hear a "poof" sound, the cyan streamer flowed, and between the dark light and the dark spit, Ma Yu had already drawn out his long sword and attacked Peng Lianhu without sparing.

Facing Ma Yu, whose cultivation is higher than himself, even if he is poisoned now, but when he gets angry at this time, it is still not Peng Lianhu who dares to face it alone.

Flashing Ma Yu's angry blow, Peng Lianhu's figure retreated sharply and came to Sha Tongtian's few people.

Several people looked at each other, and they all saw the killing intent contained in their eyes, the previous Wang Zhiyi, he and the others had already offended the Quanzhen Sect, and now they had offended the Quanzhen Sect Leader Ma Yu and the famous Qiu Chuji, there was no accident, and it was completely impossible for the two parties to reconcile.

Since they have already fought with the Quanzhen Sect, why not take this great opportunity to directly eradicate these two top combat forces of the Quanzhen Sect.

There was a tacit understanding, seeing that Ma Yu was still holding a sword and attacking angrily, Peng Lianhu did not continue to dodge, but together with Sha Tongtian and others, each holding a blade, instead of retreating, he advanced, and went up!

"How daring!"

Seeing that a few people actually besieged their senior brother, they showed no mercy between their moves, one move and one style of insidious and vicious, all wanting to put people to death, Qiu Chuji's eyes were blazing, and his heart was furious. He understands that Senior Brother Ma Yu is heavily poisonous, and he may be able to suppress a few people by attacking angrily at first, but when a few people drag it out and his anger increases, Senior Brother will not be happy.

Thinking of this, Qiu Chuji, who was warlike by nature, threw away the scruples of Taoism of being quiet and indisputable and indisputable, and shouted, "Senior brother, I'm here to help you!" After that, swing your sword and join the battle circle.

The sword aura is fierce, the cold light is shining, the strength is overflowing, and the wind is dusty.

At the moment of the fierce enemy, Qiu Chuji is majestic and heroic, with one enemy and three, the dark light is spitting, and the sword qi is rising, a long sword is waving like a swimming dragon, with Qiu Chuji's long arm flying, soaring around him, easily suppressing Peng Lianhu, Sha Tongtian and Ouyang Ke The three of them joined forces, only to make the three of them can't help but cry bitterly in their hearts, and sigh that there is no vanity under the fame!

Compared with Qiu Chuji, Ma Yu, who is highly poisonous in his body, is not so good.

Although Hou Tonghai and Liang Ziweng's cultivation is the worst among several people, after unloading Ma Yu's momentum, just dragging the half-crippled Ma Yu and fighting with him, Liang Ziweng alone is enough to do it, not to mention adding a Hou Tonghai now.

Under the siege of the two, Ma Yu became more and more overstretched and difficult to parry.

The situation was critical, seeing that Ma Yu's face was getting more and more ugly, and the strength on his body was getting weaker and weaker, he was anxious, and with a wave of his long sword, he jumped into the battle group regardless of the difference in cultivation, wanting to help his master.

Seeing Xiao Lone's movements, several disciples of Ma Yu led by Long Haotian did not hesitate at all, and immediately chose to join the battle group, while several disciples led by Ye Changqing flashed a trace of struggle in their eyes, and after hesitating for a while, they still swung their swords one after another to enter the field to help.

The addition of more than ten disciples of the Quanzhen Sect completely started the prelude to this chaotic battle, and the players who worshiped under Peng Lianhu's seats, seeing the players of the Quanzhen Sect making a move, were also unwilling to be lonely, waving their respective blades, jumping into the arena, and stopping the players of the Quanzhen Sect.

Player-to-player, swords and swords, shouting and killing pain, from time to time someone was injured and fell.

Compared with the Quanzhen Sect, the largest sect in the world, the strength of Peng Lianhu's disciples is obviously much weaker, although the force value is not comparable, but they occupy the advantage of numbers, Xiao Lonely and others are also stopped, unable to come forward to help Ma Yu.

Seeing that under the pressure of Liang Ziweng and Hou Tonghai, who were attacking on the defensive, Ma Yu's face was getting darker and darker, and the movements in his hands were getting slower and slower, although he despised it in his heart, but Dusk also knew that it was time for him to appear, if Ma Yu hung here tonight, it would be a lot of fun!

With a long shout, the young man jumped in, waving his long arm to stop Liang Ziweng and Hou Tonghai.

"Stinky boy, it's you again!" Originally, looking at the situation, Ma Yu, the son of Danyang in the famous town of Jianghu, was about to die in his own hands, but he didn't expect that the half-dead young man who was originally split by his senior brother jumped out again to delay things, and Hou Tonghai was so angry that he yelled.

"Daoist Ma Yu retreats first, and these two people are handed over to the kid!" Ignoring Hou Tonghai's angry appearance, the young man raised his eyebrows and smiled at Ma Yu, who was already speechless.

Without the strength to say thanks, Ma Yu felt the unscrupulous poisonous gas in his body, and knew that he could not continue to delay, so he immediately gave the young man a grateful look, sat down cross-legged, and luckily suppressed the poisonous gas in his body.

"Look for death!" I don't know what the extent of Peng Lianhu's poison is, Hou Tonghai and Liang Ziweng are afraid that Ma Yu will be able to use their deep internal strength to suppress or even remove the poisonous gas in a short period of time, so they don't dare to delay time, they look at each other, and they both immediately pounce.

"Hmph..." Seeing that the two of them wanted to cross over to kill Ma Yu, Dusk snorted coldly, and his body flashed, and he was already protecting Ma Yu and blocking the attack of the two.

"How daring!" Originally, because he had cultivated for 20 years, the treasure snake that wanted to step into and out of the body was cut off by a silly boy, Liang Ziweng was already angry in his heart, but now there was a stinky boy who stopped him, and he was even more angry in his heart, in his eyes, the stinky boy in front of him was no different from the silly boy who stole his treasure snake, at this time, Liang Ziweng just wanted to drink the blood of this stinky boy to be able to extinguish the anger in his heart.

I don't understand why Liang Ziweng suddenly became crazy, as if he had some deep hatred with him, he attacked himself frantically, Dusk could only put away the ridicule on his face, put his mind on guard, and shot with all his strength to block the attacks of Liang Ziweng and Hou Tonghai!

In the shocked eyes of the officers and soldiers, the sword light flashed in the field, the internal strength was wanton, and the battle was extremely fierce...