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A set of tight-fitting shadow clothes, shrouded by the colorful branches under the moon, as if he was invisible, Zhu Biao couldn't hear the slightest breath of him, people were obviously close at hand, not to mention the sound of heartbeat. The two emei thorn-like black cones under his hands are bloodthirsty assassination weapons at first glance.

This is an assassin-type master!

"I just picked up a life." Wiping the sweat on his head, Zhu Biao was secretly afraid, people were naturally together with Song Yingzhu. At this time, they are absolute allies.

"Whirring ......" is another string of clothes breaking through the air. The four figures in the front and two in the back fell one after another, and it seemed that four more famous masters had arrived.

Song Yingzhu's palms were soaked with sweat, and Zhu Biao's mouth was even more faintly closed, what is the situation? Masters in droves?

Among the four people who came, the leader was a purple-faced, broad-faced, big-nosed and square-mouthed forty strong man, much more violent than the others, and his eyes were wide open and he stood there like the king of the town hall.

"Who are you, boy? The enemy of the Nine Songs Sword Sect? ”

It has always been Song Yingzhu who has been asking who they are, and now that Song Yingzhu's identity is obviously known to them, it is necessary to wonder about Zhu Biao's identity. Zhuang Xianfei's body was placed aside, and everyone could see the heavy injury that the other person had suffered before the separation-arrow!

"Immeasurable?"

The two major evil sects of the Northern Han Dynasty, the Red Lotus Sect is simply the evil way of the rivers and lakes, but most of the energy of the Infinite Dao is focused on developing believers and rebellion, and their original origin is very strange. And if you want to rebel, armor and crossbows must be involved. The disciple of the Nine Curve Sword Sect suffered an arrow wound on his body. The suspicion of the immeasurable path is naturally the greatest.

"Song Woman, the lord of the lower lord doesn't want to have a bad relationship with the Jiuqu Sword Sect, and it is definitely not an evil demon, so I dare to ask the heroine to settle down, go to my residence and wait for a few days to be wronged, and stay until a qiē falls, and the woman will be freed-"

The purple-faced man spoke with full sincerity. Zhu Biao can hear it.

But even if the other party is sincere, Song Yingzhu is not pretending at all, he will live with them for a few days, and when he falls, the Jiuqu Sword Sect may have to have something to do with them. And a woman herself. In case of encountering the Tao, life is worse than death!

Clenching the sword in his hand, Song Yingzhu's gaze became more and more sharp.

"Boy. You're not immeasurable? If so, then come with us, the leader of your sect, the Immeasurable Daoist, is also a guest of my lord. ”

"Hmph, a group of anti-thieves, juniors who hide their heads and shrink their tails, how can I be with them-" The sword was placed in front of his chest, and Zhu Biao made a gesture of preparation. However, he was not 'happy' enough to take the initiative to say his name. I haven't understood a lot of grievances and grievances on my body yet, and if I get involved with this bigger one, when will there be a solution!

Although no matter how this group of people look at it, the target is like aiming at the Imperial Garden Hunting Ground in the middle of Nanshan, and it will be aimed at the court magnates and even the royal family, but 'it is not their own business'. I'll save my life today.

"Please come to our cave to rest. This junior. Take it, life or death. The two big eyes like copper bells rolled, and the purple-faced man also rolled his hands down, and when he showed it in front of people, he had already put on a pair of fist gloves with a red copper luster on his hands.

The five knuckles are specially cast with the heads of lions, tigers, bears, wolves and leopards, and the vicious and sharp barbs on the back of the hands make people shudder when they see them. The feeling of hitting on a person is too creepy!

This kind of Qimen weapon, which has only been seen in books in the past, is really much stronger than the ordinary weapon of swords, awls and staffs. From the moment Zhu Biao's eyes appeared in the boxing gloves, he felt that his eyelids wanted to jump, thinking that if he was pulled by the barb, his mouth would be dry and his throat tight.

Moreover, each Qimen weapon must correspond to a Qimen unique skill, and he has definitely never seen such a kung fu. I have no experience, and now I am encountering it under the absolute strength of the enemy and my weakness, which is really unlucky.

And the fist gloves are on a certain Cheng dù to restrain the sword, Zhu Biao does not know that the sword in Song Yingzhu's hand is a famous weapon in the rivers and lakes, but he knows that the three-foot Qingfeng under his hand is just an ordinary 100-foot steel-making sword. It is a craftsman from the Ministry of Industry who created the Zhonglang General's first-class officer-style sword. Can't stand that fist glove a few times ravaged and intimate!

But on the surface, Zhu Biao stood upright, without revealing his uneasiness and anxiety at all, trying his best to save his life, a change came too suddenly, and the time was too short.

Just now I was sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight, and in a blink of an eye I found that the tiger had become a lions, and I was thrown into the center of the lion group to be with the original tigress. The sudden danger, the sudden crisis, gave him no time to think about what was going on.

He didn't even have time to say a word to Song Yingzhu, the two just exchanged a look, and their brains and thoughts were all restrained by the constant changes-

His eyes were fixed on the other person's figure, his scattered hair fluttering in the wind, and the hem of his robe dancing in the night breeze. Lonely and arrogant!

Seven against two, there is still Yan zhòng's disagreement in the second, but Zhu Biao doesn't think that he is a Jedi who is dead, he still has "Xuanyin ** Smoke" in his hands, as well as thunderbolts and thunder shocks, it is not a problem to kill a way out!

Five steps before the oblique hand, the shadow-clothed man under the mottled shadow of the tree, his narrow face did not have the slightest fluctuation of emotion, his eyes were focused and secluded, and the black jade-like crystal pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of transparent crystal, so that people could not see the slightest change in his expression.

There was a dead silence all around, and the breath before the storm was calm, and no breathing could be heard.

The jet-black thin cone shot first, and the action was so fast that it formed a very sharp contrast with the Ning Zhi who seemed to disappear before. His figure just shook in place, and when he pounced forward, the shadows of the buildings appeared in all directions of Zhu Biao, and the fierce attack covered Zhu Biao's whole body!

Zhu Biao's figure stood upright, like a mountain without shaking a step, but his right hand was quenched, and a white glow as cold as ice spread out around his body, as if it was a shattered bead of light, and countless sword shadows burst out with a little bit of shining streamer and cold light......

I don't know how many times the symphony of that moment hit. The figure disappeared, and the sword shadow flew. The two of them were still facing each other in their original positions.

The creed of the Assassin is not to have the slightest contempt and carelessness, but Zhu Biao's young face is really unconvincing.

Of the nine people present, apart from him, which one is not over thirty years old, or even more than thirty-five, does the young Zhu Biao have any strength to get involved in the battle?

The purple-faced man said, Zhu Biao lives or dies, and the assassin who fails to succeed in one blow will be the first to want to come to the 'snow shame'.

"What a fast sword! Is there such a handsome man in the north? An exclamation rang out from the other side.

However, such admiration only made the Assassin more cold. There was a blue condensation in the middle of his eyebrows, and his eyes continued to cover Zhu Biao's face with murderous intent......

The brand-new royal blue robe was fluttering slightly, and Zhu Biao's expression was indifferent. Since someone on the other side wants to go head-to-head. And they all agreed that the man would find himself alone, so give him a lesson!

Suddenly-

The assassin rose up in a strange way, and his body shook in the air, and there seemed to be six or seven more phantoms. They all pounced on each other, and the heavy haze made it difficult to distinguish. And when people's eyes chased those few phantoms, his true body had already turned to Zhu Biao's back, and the jet-black thin cone in his right hand was invisible and shadowless, stabbing the backbone, without the slightest wind or chill! Only the killing intent that can't be concealed is another blessing Biao's back!

Zhu Biao's figure suddenly deviated, his waist leaned down like lightning, and the person had turned to the back of the assassin, and the three-foot green front was like thunder. The sword shadows are intertwined, and they are crazy!

The illusion of the jet-black thin cone was a pitch-black web of light, and the assassin reacted extremely quickly, one move was empty, and the other move was cast with his hand raised, and he was extremely fast and reversed.

The sound of gold and iron is as dense and loud as the Lantern Festival. Suddenly it echoed in the mountains.

The assassin's body jumped off the ground and leaped into the air again, and then dived down, and his body flipped to see two black thin cones, black light vertical and horizontal, black shadows, sharp and roaring. As if encompassing heaven and earth, it was intertwined into a large net, and continued to shroud Zhu Biao.

With his arms outstretched, his feet on the ground, and the long sword swept across the sky, "Yin Wind Three Lives Sword", the assassin made a trick, and Zhu Biao would not show mercy to his subordinates, and the three pillar-like sword lights were inserted straight into the light net on his head.

The sword light was strong, and everywhere it went, the light network that swooped down from mid-air was scattered, but in the colorful flickering of light, several phantoms were also looking for gaps and descending. A puff of blood flew and sprinkled at the same time, and the two figures separated suddenly, but they met again at the moment of separation.

The black light completely exploded, and the fragmented light network turned into a dazzling flash of snake lightning, bent and twisted, and the stabbing projectile flew away. And the sword light of Bai Liang Leng Sen also continued its previous strength, and the three cold rainbows went straight into the Dao light and shadow as before.

This was followed by a thunderclap.

"Haha, Song Nuxia, you and I didn't tell the winner just now, now let's compete again-" The man in sackcloth swung his long knife, and the heavy knife technique like an underwater whirlpool roared towards Song Yingzhu. There is no longer the 'foul language' that began at the beginning, and the solemn Mai man immediately rose up with the demeanor that a famous master of the rivers and lakes should have, even if the thin and narrow single knife in his hand has been cut by Bicui Ningbo, as if he was gnawed by a dog's mouth.

"Hehe, it seems that some people have forgotten their identities and think they are running the rivers and lakes!" Among the five people on guard, on the small platform, four people and two teams competed fairly.

But at this moment, a gloomy voice suddenly sounded in the ears of each of the nine people.

Zhu Biao's face changed dramatically, and this gloomy voice didn't know where it came from, but it seemed to be speaking behind his ears. If Zhu Biao hadn't been determined, he would have wanted to look back in an instant.

But it was still a momentary distraction, and there was an extra blood flower on his shoulder.

The purple-faced man's face froze, but then the man roared and jumped into the air. The two punches responded from top to bottom, and Zhu Biao's vest hit down.

The strength of the fist was close to the back of the heart, and Zhu Biao responded to the assassin with a sword, and his left hand was instantly reversed, and he turned his hand and split two palms.

"Thunderbolt", which is not weak, is completely at a disadvantage in this contest. In the explosion, a fierce force rushed down Zhu Biao's palm to the tip of his elbow before being resolved by Zhu Biao's internal force, which was the fist strength of the purple-faced man.

is still the strength of the fist in the air, if the fists are facing each other, not mentioning the assistance of the boxing gloves, Zhu Biao's left arm is afraid that it will be crippled instantly.

The slight internal injuries he had suffered before were also a little touched, and Zhu Biao clearly felt the stagnation in his blood at this moment.

"Hmm-" A deep snort also came from Song Yingzhu's mouth. Just when Zhu Biao was beaten by the purple-faced man and suffered a small loss, the iron staff man and a middle-aged scholar who made an iron fan also besieged her.

She was smashed under the base of her left breast nipple by an iron fan, which looked light, but this time it was extremely powerful. It was originally with a little acupoint skill, but it was avoided by Song Yingzhu. Her sternum almost didn't break! RQ

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