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"Cry-"

Zhu Biao people broke through the sky like a meteor, and quickly ran towards the rear view. But before he could run to the backyard, he heard a nighthawk cry overhead, and he was immediately surrounded by strong cheers and sirens from the front and back of the Taoist temple: "Who is it?" ”

"Someone explores the Taoist temple at night—"

"Bell ......" The originally silent Youxian Temple instantly shook.

Zhu Biao frowned, it was the beast tamer who was bad tonight, but he didn't stop after a pause, but continued to rush towards the rear view.

Shangguan Yunxi had already stood in front of the door with a cautious sword, and when Zhu Biao landed in front of the court like a meteor, his eyes were already sharp.

Around the left and right, more than a dozen Lujiangling disciples poured in and surrounded Zhu Biao in the center. The long sword was unsheathed, and the atmosphere was unusually solemn, and it was completely imminent. The Lvjiang Ridge, which has been wiped out, is too sensitive to unknown warriors!

Zhu Biao stood in the encirclement and didn't care at all, of the more than ten disciples of the Green Ridge who came in, only two of them were first-class in martial arts, the rest were all second-rate, and three were third-rate, which was not worth mentioning at all. But......

"Chopping the grass does not remove the roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows. Shangguan Yunxi, I didn't expect you, the Green Ridge, to prosper again after two years of not seeing each other? ”

Ten words have completely provoked Shangguan Yunxi's hatred.

"Sure enough, it's really you brutes. Give me death-" Jumping above Zhu Biao's head, the sword light swept into the dust like a twilight rain under the hood.

In the past, Lujiangling was prosperous and prosperous, but now it is only supported by its own isolation. Shangguan Yunxi's hatred for the Iron Plate Organization completely penetrated into his bones.

When the surrounding Lujiangling disciples heard this, some people immediately hated them, some people immediately hated the same enemy, and some people immediately had a sense of shock.

The last ones are mostly the new entrants of the Green Jiangling Sect in recent years, and they are full of fear of the iron organization that can destroy the past Green Jiangling. If people can destroy the Lvjiang Ridge once before, they can set up and destroy the Lvjiang Ridge twice.

A piece of sword qi was under the hood.

Shangguan Yunxi whisked the dust in his left hand and had a long sword in his right hand. Split out together and attacked Zhu Biao with all his might. Because of his endless hatred for the Iron Medal Organization, this shot was done without sparing any effort. A sword, a dust. The two fierce energies came out of each other, and when they were close to Zhu Biao. Together, the two potentials merge, and the power is suddenly doubled.

Zhu Biao felt a suffocating wind coming towards him, knowing that all the other party was sending was the strength of the inner family, and the only thing that could fight against it was the strength of the inner family. At the moment, he concentrated on his breath, picked up "Mixed Yuan Gong", focused on the sword body, and "Yin Feng Three Lives Sword" vibrated his wrist.

The sword qi was silky, and the Longquan sword blade penetrated through the energy intertwined with the sword dust of Shangguan Yunxi, bringing a crackling sound. Two flashes of cold light. When the chest was stabbed again to his heart. Shangguan Yunxi's heart was shocked, and his strength did not blunt Zhu Biao's sword edge, Zhu Biao's second sword seemed to be more fierce than the first sword, and he immediately raised the long sword in his right hand and went to it, and the two swords struck. There was a sound of a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, and Shangguan Yunxi felt a huge force stirring on the long sword in his hand, and the long sword was immediately swept away from afar.

The sword light flashed three times, and Zhu Biao's "Yin Wind Three Lives Sword" sword momentum was still not closed, and the qi passed through the right wrist, and the Longquan sword blade was like an angry dragon with teeth and claws rushing straight to Shangguan Yunxi's heart.

Staggered. When the cold front passed, Shangguan Yunxi's shoulder was blood-red, and the stabbing wound was open and fleshy, and the blood was gushing non-stop. However, the dust whisk that he shook his hand also swept Zhu Biao's left shoulder with a blow, and the shadow shirt was suddenly torn, but there was no blood overflowing, only a layer of snow-white undershirt was exposed.

Feeling a hot pain in his shoulder, Zhu Biao looked at Shangguan Yunxi, who was nervously supported by his disciple, with a cold smile, and moved his left shoulder. It's okay, it's coming slowly, it's a hard injury! The sacrificial clothes of the white-robed sacrifice are still very powerful.

It's also my mistake to line a layer underneath, otherwise the skin on my shoulders will definitely be rotten.

"Hahaha, Shangguan Yunxi, the king of Hades told you to die for the third watch, and he will never leave you for the fifth watch to see the dawn. You're on your way! ”

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Zhu Biao has done this more than once. Flying forward, the seventy-two Soul Chasing Death Sword was unleashed in the air.

Although the power of "Yin Wind Three Lives Sword" is extraordinary, the sword momentum is surging forward, and the energy is on the same line, which is more suitable for fighting alone. In the real fight, Zhu Biao still wants to make the seventy-two ways to chase the soul and kill the sword.

The volley was like a firework blooming in the sky, and the bright silver light of the snow shrouded Shangguan Yunxi and several powerful disciples around him.

Zhu Biao, this is going to pick all of the green ridges!

"What a gut-" Shangguan Yunxi was so angry that he handed over the sword in his right hand to his left hand, and his left hand to whisk dust in his right hand. The long sword flew, and a white light was like a waterfall rising into the sky.

Countless silver points of silver light kept hitting the surging white light waterfall, and in the crackling sound, Zhu Biao landed in front of Shangguan Yunxi, and was tightly surrounded by Shangguan Yunxi and several of his disciples.

Xu Ping is extremely wolf bèi jumped to the side, the waterfall of Shangguan Yunxi could not completely take Zhu Biao's sword momentum, and the brilliant silver light forced him to do so. But now, I saw him shouting violently, and the figure on Zhu Biao's side suddenly bounced up, like a barrel, tumbling rapidly, and a snow-white sword light that seemed to be like a practice slashed towards Zhu Biao.

Lu Qing, who was on the side, also laughed wildly, and the sword light was mixed with a resolute determination that never returned, and slammed into Zhu Biao's back. One of his cousins and his own sister was killed in the last disaster, 'the country hates the family', and he is not in the same place as the Iron Medal Organization!

The two remaining first-class disciples of the Green Ridge gave their master the greatest help at this time. Shangguan Yunxi teamed up with two personal disciples, three people and three swords, and fought with Zhu Biao in a short period of time.

As for the rest of the Green Ridge disciples other than the three of them, the inner and outer gates had all poured in, and there were as many as thirty people, but none of them could get their hands on it. A second-rate martial artist is already vulnerable under Zhu Biao's current sword, and only a first-class master can hand over a move under the sword of a famous first-class master in the upper echelon.

Flower fox sable Shangguan Yunxi, martial arts are really very good. His swordsmanship is like a mountain cracking a rock, fierce and unstoppable. The dust occasionally makes a move, but it is feminine and indefinite.

Wrong, it was not the first time to injure Zhu Biao and hurt his right shoulder, which is not light, otherwise, he will be really difficult to do in this battle with one against three!

Zhu Biao's left hand was not idle, and he moved around, bringing up a whirring wind, and "Thunderbolt Hand" was cast, and there was no spare strength at all.

The two sides come and go, and soon a hundred and ten moves will pass. The moon is dark and the stars are dark, and the surroundings are silent. The more than 30 disciples of the surrounding Lujiangling only watched the figures flying in the field, the rabbits rising and falling, and occasionally mixed with a few loud screams, and they were stunned and nervous.

is under siege, but Zhu Biao seems to be in his home field, with a drenched sword light, daring to fight, and not leaving a hand to prevent 'lack of strength'. Just listen to the clanging of sword blades, like hail falling chaotically, like rain hitting plantains, and like war drums beating, complex sound is dense, fast and indescribable.

Attacking in one hundred and ten moves, Shangguan Yunxi and Zhu Biao themselves are still unsatisfied, but Xu Ping and Lu Qing are unable to continue.

Zhu Biao rose up with ten layers of strength, continued to attack and kill quickly, and under the shot, he really forced Xu Ping and Lu Qing to be in a hurry, overstretched, and couldn't help but feel very happy in his heart.

In a moment, Lu Qing had a muffled snort, and in the midst of his busy schedule, Shangguan Yunxi and Xu Ping squinted at the same time, and saw that Lu Qing had already fallen to the ground, a palm print was clearly imprinted on his chest, and the face that was full of blood in the past became as white as paper at this time, lifeless.

Shangguan Yunxi was angry and anxious, so anxious that he roared wildly, and a series of three swords rushed out, forcing Zhu Biao to retreat two steps back slightly, and flew towards Lu Qing.

Xu Ping saw that his companion was injured and critically injured, and he was even more angry, and in the roar, he exerted all his strength and tried his best to attack Zhu Biao.

Zhu Biao sneered, and the sword palm turned into a shadow, and in the blink of an eye, he circled Xu Ping in anger.

It just so happened that at this time, Shangguan Yunxi had already pounced in front of Lu Qing, and shaking his hand was a move of "Thunder Thousand Miles".

A flash of lightning-like sword light, carrying the thunderous nine heavens, slaughtered Zhu Biao.

Zhu Biao continued to laugh, he is not bad at one against three, let alone with one against two? Between the expansion and contraction of the left arm, "Thunderbolt" was cast again and again, whether rigid or soft, fierce or sharp, the energetic mass wrapped towards the flash of light that hit his chest.

Xu Ping shouted angrily, and also took the opportunity to display the "Thirty-six Styles of Ditang Swordsmanship" that he became famous for. I saw a figure, wrapped in a piece of Huo Huo's sword light that deceived the frost and snow, wandering back and forth on the ground, suddenly jumping up and slashing, and suddenly slashing sideways, like mercury pouring on the ground, pervasive.

It's a pity that these thirty-six styles of Ditang swordsmanship touched Zhu Biao's "Seventy-two Road Soul Chasing Death Sword", when someone else stabbed out a sword, Zhu Biao shook his hand and went out with four or five swords, and the strength was far stronger than Xu Ping, although this "Ditang Swordsmanship" was the first time Zhu Biao encountered it, but the trouble caused to Zhu Biao was not big.

Another hundred moves have passed, the moon in the sky has risen to the middle of the sky, and the fierce battle in the view of the immortals has also entered the most. Xu Ping, who was at the end of the strong crossbow, desperately fought towards Zhu Biao, the swordsmanship of the ground hall has faded, what else is the useless swordsmanship, Xu Ping is facing Zhu Biao does not avoid life and death, does not avoid the sword, and only seeks to use himself to create a zào to have a chance, so as to give Shangguan Yunxi a blow to win.

"Click-" Longquan Sword lightly cut off Xu Ping's left arm, and his flat shoulder fell, and at the same time, Zhu Biao's foot stepped on it, and the foot board was like steel cast iron, pressing Xu Ping's left leg knee was a chaotic sound of bones.

This is not the end, Zhu Biao's left hand, a palm of 'Purple Electric Flying Rainbow' is imprinted on the sternum, and the sound of bone breaking can be heard clearly by the ears.

Xu Ping's face was hideous to the extreme, and the sword in his right hand was thrown on the ground, clutching Zhu Biao's left arm like a life-saving straw. "Master......"

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