Qiu Leng grabbed his arm with one hand and said urgently: "Count me for you!" ”

Ye Han didn't speak, he suddenly turned the horse's head, and the white horse turned directly in the air, and rushed towards Yu Lingcuo and Su Gongbu and the others as if drifting.! Top! Dot!.

Qiu Leng hurriedly shouted: "Mule, the third child speed up!" ”

Tian Mule hurriedly grabbed Liang Sanbo and rushed to this side!

But Ouyang Bugong couldn't let them succeed, he hurriedly used the Guizang whip, and suddenly the whip shadows were staggered, killing Tian Mule and Liang Sanbo!

Ouyang Bugong's martial arts itself is extremely strong, and once the Guizang whip is used, it is unpredictable! Tian Muzi and Liang Sanbo were not injured and could all fight, but now both of them are seriously injured, especially Liang Sanbo, who not only has withered his internal strength and suffered serious internal injuries, but also has no physical strength, and has countless wounds on his body.

The night cold man and horse are one, he holds a sword in one hand, grasps the horse rope with the other, and splits out with a sword! The sword follows the horse, and the horse follows the sword!

This move is the sound of Feng Han's seven-style Saiwai Ge! The sword was like a meteor, fierce and swift, and the momentum slammed into Ouyang Bugong's head!

If Ouyang didn't change his tricks and continued to chase and cut Tian Mule and Liang Sanbo, he would definitely be crushed by this fierce sword!

Ouyang Bugong suddenly heard a strong wind coming, rushing towards his head! A chill locked him in!

His Tibetan whip hurriedly raised his hand and waved! Suddenly, the steel whip refracted out, spanning the top of his head, and slammed Ye Han's wrist with lightning speed!

"Poof!" A spark bursts! The steel whip in Ouyang Bugong's hand rubbed against the Hu Huang sword in Ye Han's hand and suddenly struck at his wrist!

Ye Han didn't expect Ouyang Bugong to change his moves so quickly, he snorted coldly: "Look for death!" ”

Suddenly, a strong force came from Hu Huangjian. A yin, cold, and domineering true qi suddenly spread out along Hu Huangjian!

Ouyang Bugong's steel whip almost came out of his hand, and his face was suddenly half blue and half purple, and the entire green tendons were bulging!

Ouyang Bugong suddenly received this attack of true qi. He drew his steel whip suddenly!

And Ye Han's right-hand long sword slashed across the air again! This sword is even colder and fiercer than lightning!

"Wolf smoke everywhere!" The sword light broke through the sky, just like the wolf smoke rising from the desert battle, which was chilling!

At this time, Qin Xing came out together, and people fell into the sky like goshawks hunting for food!

The two double maces are respectively on the left and right shoulder blades of the night cold! The accuracy of the acupuncture, the speed and the fierceness of the power are all amazing!

Ye Han suddenly felt two cold qi pressing towards his shoulder blades, he hurriedly changed his long sword moves, and suddenly countless sword shadows flew together!

Qin Xing saw that he was about to point on Ye Han's shoulder blades. Before he could be complacent, he suddenly felt a strong force coming, and suddenly countless sword shadows came to his eyes. He couldn't tell which move was a false move and which one was a real move, and he felt that the whole person was suddenly suppressed! It's like a boulder flying out of the sky and knocking down your entire body!

The two people of the Su Ministry of Industry and Yu Lingcuo grabbed Tian Muzi and Liang Sanbo respectively! The figures of these two people suddenly looked like ghosts, and they came to the two of them in an instant!

Tian Mule hurriedly drew his chopping knife! He shouted with all his might: "Battle! ”

Energetic! The Chopping Knife is out wild! The spiral true qi suddenly erupted! One will be a success! The field mule has a tendency to be windy and cold!

The scorching sun whip of the Soviet Ministry of Industry suddenly flew out of his hand! This move is one of the most powerful killing moves of the Dingshi Whip, and one whip will determine the world!

The entire Sun Whip suddenly turned red. It's as fierce as fire! The innate true qi suddenly burst out from the scorching sun whip! There is only this whip left between heaven and earth!

A red burning whip! Determine the world!

Drink wildly! Suddenly a hurricane broke out!

Tears suddenly welled up in Qiu Leng's eyes. He had already seen that this move was a dead move! If the mule is not injured, he can still fight, but now he will die!

This whip is too strong! There is no way to hide, there is no way to avoid, you can only fight hard!

Qiu Leng already has an extra flying knife in his hand! Nameless throwing knives! With a dark red essence like blood, he came out of his hand!

"Peng!"

The Slasher and the Sun Whip are in full swing! Burst out of the waves!

The whole person of the field mule flew out upside down, and the person fell heavily to the ground, how could there be any life!

And the face of the Soviet Ministry of Industry was full of disbelief, and his eyes had protruded like dead fish! He had a knife in his throat!

Xiao Li Flying Knife! No false examples! There is only this sword in heaven and earth! It's magical!

After this knife was struck. Qiu Leng's internal strength, which had just recovered a little, was also exhausted with this knife, and he clenched his fists tightly. Nails have been embedded in the flesh! He doesn't hurt, only cold!

And Liang Sanbo didn't know who pushed him, and he had already flown towards the white horse.

Ye Han stretched out a hand violently, grabbed Liang Sanbo suddenly, and grabbed him on the horse's back.

Liang Sanbo looked at Tian Muzi's body, his eyes were even redder, and he couldn't help but shout: "Ah! "The voice is terrible! It screams like a lone wolf looking at the body of another lone wolf killed by a hunter!

Qiu Leng gritted his teeth, and his left hand tightly blocked Liang Sanbo's waist, making him unable to move.

Liang Sanbo cried and shouted: "Let go of me, let go of me!" I'm going to kill these bastards! He was about to rush off the horse, and Qiu Leng's hand could barely grasp Liang Sanbo's body.

Qiu Leng suddenly raised his hand and wrapped a palm around Liang Sanbo's face! He shouted in a cold voice, "He's dead!" He pushed you over before he died, just to keep you alive! Don't make a fuss about you, okay! ”

Liang Sanbo clenched his fists and didn't speak. Suddenly, he suddenly said, "Knife! His knife! ”

Ye Han grabbed the horse rope on the horse's back with one hand, and the whole person went down the horse, and the white horse suddenly came to the side of the corpse of the mule, and he suddenly grabbed the chopping knife with a fierce force, and took it in his hand, and the whole person returned to the horse again, and the whole action was done in one go!

The horse's hooves were wild, and the night cold man-horse integration technique suddenly unfolded, and this horse flew over the head of Yu Lingcuo as if it was human!

Yu Ling's intuition was dark, and before he could use his martial arts, he saw that the horse had already flown away!

Yu Lingcuo, Sima Xiao, Ouyang Bugong and Qin Xing could only watch the white horse roar by, they couldn't stop it now, this horse was too fast, it was as fast as the wind!

This white horse was injected with internal force by the night cold, and its footsteps were like flying! It was like a white horse passing through a gap and suddenly disappearing into the night sky.

Mess!

Dog's breakfast!

The blood is endless! The eagle wails!

The night is cold! Air-cooled! The moon is silent, the stars are silent!

The three of them immediately broke through the city gate and came to the field!

"Phew!" As soon as Ye Han grabbed the horse rope, the white horse suddenly stopped here.

Qiu Leng and Liang Sanbo got off the horse, Liang Sanbo's eyes were still red, his hands were clenched tightly, maybe Tian Mule's death would not hit him so hard, the reason why he was sad was that Tian Mule suddenly became a one-handed knife before he died, and the free hand pushed him out.

Qiu Leng's tears have long since dried, and his grief is no less than that of Liang Sanbo! But Qiu Leng will never say it, and he will not shed another tear! He knows only one thing, that the blood debt will be paid with blood!

ps: Ask for tickets, ask for collections. (To be continued.) )