The six goshawk-like figures soon surrounded the bat-like figures, followed by Fu Bang, Ling Yue, Han Xing, Long Jia, Xiahou Yuan, and Bai Wuchang, and the six people pulled out their spiritual soldiers, activated their spiritual energy, and struck a full blow.

The six spiritual lights were staggered, especially the three swordsman's Fu Bang and the red-clothed sword immortal Lingyue's spiritual light was the strongest, and the bat-like figure couldn't dodge, so he had to resist hard.

The six spiritual lights were staggered, and in the bat-like body, a majestic and ethereal aura suddenly bloomed, and then a transparent ball-like energy was formed, blocking the six spiritual lights.

Then, whether it was Fu Bang, Ling Yue, Han Xing, Long Jia, Xiahou Yuan, Bai Wuchang, or the bat-like figure, they all fell to the ground.

It was a pair of old and muddy figures, but they were dressed in night clothes, masked, and their posture was erect, but their temples were a little white.

The masked man glanced at the six people who were tightly surrounding him, and the corners of his lips rose slightly and said, "It seems that you are all very good, and in the past few years of entering the Earth Spirit Secret Realm, you have also grown quite a lot!"

Fu Bang, Ling Yue, Han Xing, Long Jia, Xiahou Yuan, and Bai Wuchang were stunned, and then glanced at each other, what was certain was that this black-clothed masked man was definitely not a person in the secret realm of the earth spirit, but a person from the West Chu of the Donghua Continent.

The masked man raised his eyebrows, first looked at Fu Bang, his muddy and old eyes flashed with playfulness, and said: "Three knives, it is indeed good, the person is not bad, the qualifications and understanding are extremely high, at least you can be beautiful Nine Emperor Princes, if it weren't for the Nine Emperor Princes being too mysterious and hidden, you are stronger than him." ”

"It's a pity!"

When the word "has" just fell, Fu Bang, Ling Yue, Han Xing, Long Jia, Xiahou Yuan, and Bai Wuchang only felt a cold breeze blowing on their faces, and the masked man had already made a move, and the speed was incredible.

A lightning-like palm slapped out towards Fu Bang, Fu Bang's eyes widened, his expression was solemn, and at the same time, the three knives galloped out like three lightning bolts, not attacking, but defending.

Fu Bang's judgment was extremely accurate, he knew that one knife could not block the palm of the masked man, two knives could not block it, maybe three knives could barely block it.

As his palms fell, the three knives trembled violently at the same time, and Fu Bang flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and a piercing bright red overflowed from the corners of his lips, reflecting under the autumn moon.

The power of this palm does not have the power of overwhelming the mountains and the sea, nor does it have the power of heaven and earth changing color, but the speed of his shot is too fast, and the angle of his shot is also very ingenious.

Caught Fu Bang off guard, it can't be perfectly defended.

The house collapsed, and Fu Bang was buried in a pile of rubble, not knowing whether he would live or die.

After defeating Fu Bang, the black-clothed masked man turned to look at Ling Yue again, and said with a calm smile: "Ling Yue, the eldest daughter of the former palace master of the Wuhua Palace, is extremely talented, and was awarded the Chenyue Tianzong Yaotai Feng Zhenfeng Sword Technique, Yao Song Sword Sutra by the Nine Emperor Princes.

"He was praised by the division commander of the first-line heaven of Shangwu Pavilion as the first person in the Western Chu Sword Dao, especially the sword swallower who valued it very much. The future is bright, and revenge is expected. ”

"It's a pity!"

As just now, as soon as the words were finished, it was the feeling of the cold wind blowing on the face, and the black-clothed masked figure disappeared again, and in a blink of an eye, it had come within the reach of Lingyue, and a lightning-like palm slapped out.

Ling Yue's reaction speed was extremely fast, but in an instant, the sword was unsheathed, carrying rolling thunder, and collided with the seemingly innocuous palm of the black-clothed masked man.

"Huh!" The black-clothed masked man was slightly surprised: "There is no need to chant swordsmanship, has it reached the point of pinching the sword technique and casting swordsmanship, it seems that the qualifications are very good, but it is still a pity!"

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly shouted, and suddenly a majestic spiritual power rushed out from his spiritual source, instantly shattering the thunder light, and after a piercing and sad sword roar, Ling Yue flew out upside down, and blood spilled from his mouth.

A house collapsed, and Lingyue's figure disappeared into a cloud of dust and ruins.

All this happened too quickly, it was a few words in time, and in a short fight, Fu Bang and Ling Yue were defeated, and life and death were unknown.

Then the black-clothed masked man turned around again and looked at the remaining four.

Han Xing, Long Jia, Xiahou Yuan, and Bai Wuchang glanced at each other, and without waiting for the black-clothed masked man to have a chance to speak, they all used their strongest killing moves.

For a while, in a small courtyard in Pingliang County, the spiritual light was staggered, lightning and thunder roared, and the houses kept collapsing and turning into ruins, and the loud noises continued.

At the banquet in the main hall, everyone heard a loud noise.

Lu Wenhou was gearing up, and he had already wanted to go out with Fang Tian's halberd to see what was going on, but he was also a person who knew etiquette, so he forcibly suppressed the impulse in his heart.

Wen Zhuo was also a little restless, thinking to himself who was going to deal with Ji Yu, who dared to make such a big move in the mansion where Ji Yu was sitting, could this person be more proud than Lu Wenhou?

Of course, he didn't believe that there was anyone in the Later Han Dynasty who was higher than Lu Wenhou, and in his opinion, even Ji Yu could only be one line higher than Lu Wenhou at most.

The banquet continued, Wen Zhuo finally couldn't sit still, and couldn't help asking, "General Ji Yu, the fight outside is so fierce, won't you go and take a look?"

Ji Yu smiled leisurely: "Since it disturbed the peace of the guests, then I will blast this annoying wild dog out, Lord Wenzhuo, General Lu wait a minute, I will go." ”

At the end of his sentence, he stood up, ran out in a few steps, and in a blink of an eye came to the entrance of the hall, and then jumped up, like a black water bird, floating into the night sky.

Wen Zhuo was stunned, turned his head to look at Lu Wenhou, who was full of eyes and impulsiveness, where he still didn't understand what Lu Wenhou thought and expected in his heart.

So he smiled and said, "Why don't we go and have a look?"

When Lu Wenhou heard this, he was overjoyed, nodded excitedly, and before the officials on Ji Yu's side at the banquet could stop him, he had already dragged Wen Zhuo out of the main hall and jumped into the thick inky night.

The black-clothed masked man looked around, Ling Yue and Fu Bang were still in the ruins, and Han Xing, Long Jia, Xiahou Yuan, and Bai Wuchang were already like four dead dogs, falling to the ground, unable to move.

They had many scars on their bodies, and the harsh blood stained their clothes, as well as the corners of their mouths and jaws.

The black-clad masked man paced back and forth in front of his prey like a hunter who had caught his prey, carrying his weapon, showing off his strength.

Of course, his eyes were always on these four people, and his eyes were a little playful, like a cat looking at four motionless rats who were not yet dead.

That's drama!

Han Xing, Long Jia, Xiahou Yuan, and Bai Wuchang stared at the black-clothed masked man, eager to peel his skin and cramp.

At this moment, the black-clothed masked man said with emotion: "The four of you, although they are not as good as Fu Bang and Lingyue, they are also considered to be Western Chu talents, and it is a pity to kill you, but the old man has to kill them!"

As soon as the word "kill" fell, the black-clothed masked man was about to make a move, when the two piles of ruins suddenly moved.

The bricks and tiles flew sideways, and the figures of Ling Yue and Fu Bang jumped out of the ruins at the same time, three knives and a sword, shining in the thick night, racing through the stars and the bright moon. 11