Submit!

The moment the happiness fell in front of Xiao San and the man holding the flute, the two Mingjiao disciples passed through the Mingjiao disciples like a broken kite, fell to the ground, and never stood up again.

The surrounding Ming Sect disciples subconsciously swept away, as if they had been struck by lightning!

I saw that the two of them were pulled out from their throats from their waists, and a shocking blood mark about two feet long, although they were only masters of the Xuan Miao Realm, but the realm of body protection was not low, and in this case, they were actually killed by a sword...... The disciples of the Ming Sect, who were originally going to step forward to stop Xingxing's party, were filled with lead water under their feet, and they didn't lift half a step forward for half a day, looking at this side from a distance in horror; Zhou Yu was also slightly shocked!

Although I have also heard of the sword that was killed by the deputy hall master of Yipintang, I was shocked, but the sword just now was extremely ordinary, and it was not at all like the legendary secret technique.

And...... The crowd behind him was talking, and the words contained in it made Zhou Yu quickly notice the sword of protecting the country in his hand!

In addition to the circulation of the three colors, there is an extra layer of magnificent magical colors that fuse the three colors, which looks more noble and mysterious, and above the long sword, the edge is exposed, and it seems to be more eye-catching than the Yitian Sword in the hands of the Emei faction exterminator.

Shocked!

Zhou Yu's face showed a solemn look for the first time, his brows slowly frowned, and an inaudible voice came out of his mouth:

"4 ......"

At the same time, it was confirmed that there were two other people who had weapons in their hands.

Mengyun and Xueyi on the side of the six major sects, the two of them have seen a lot of the 3-stage National Protector Sword in Xingxing's hand, and they can naturally see that although the sword in Xingxing's hand at this time is still the National Protector Sword, it is obviously more imposing and sharp than the 3-stage National Protector Sword!

His face turned pale...... A fleeting flash of panic flashed in the eyes of the two.

The damage increase of the 3rd stage of the Protector Sword is only 1250 points, but the 4th stage of the Protector Sword is a perverted product!

Forged by fusing the best materials worth hundreds of millions of silver, all castes are increased by 300% on the original basis, which is a full 2,000 points of lethality.

The attack speed is not very clear in the early stage, but in the later stage, the 300% increase makes the ordinary attack of happiness become like a secret skill, and with the terrifying killing, it will have the effect of being unguardable and devastating.

At this moment, not only Mengyun and Xueyi felt uneasy, but everyone present felt the threat from Xingxing...... Like a sword without a scabbard!

Sharp!!

Slowly approaching!!

Suddenly, there seemed to be a brief stagnation in the chaotic battlefield...... Everyone's eyes focused on the happy body that slowly walked towards Zhang Wuji.

"Stop him!"

After restoring Qingming, Zhou Yu quickly gave an order to Xiao San.

The latter reacted quickly, leaving an afterimage from the spot; The flute man was also vigorous for the first time, and he raised the flute horizontally in front of him and began to play.

With the sound of the flute, Happy immediately noticed that the surrounding environment was slightly distorted, and a hint of danger flashed in his heart, and he swept out a sword in the direction of the strong wind without hesitation.

Swish!

Almost at the same time, Xiao San appeared, and a sword slashed towards Xingxing.

Golden bell jar!

Xiao San originally cooperated seamlessly with the flute man, using the sudden surname of the body and the flute man's flute sound to control his mind for a moment, and he would kill with one blow.

But I didn't expect Happy to react faster!

Admiralty floats appear.

Xiao Sanzhi's inevitable blow was one of Jing Wusheng's three major killing moves, containing amazing destructive power.

Pity.

His destructive power became the main reason for the defeat.

The power of the Admiralty's counterattack made De Xiao San's arm holding the weapon, the tiger's mouth directly shattered, and his body was stunned, and a stunning light slashed his field of vision at the speed of his deadly sword!

One sword for one sword!

Happy and unharmed, Xiao San paid for his surname...... Burst!

Xiao San just fell to the ground, a slight and inaudible strong wind, silently thrown to the opposite side, right in the flute man's acupoint, the latter's body trembled, the flute sound was interrupted, staggered back a few meters, donated blood and vomited on the ground, his face was like gold paper.

Gu Feng's eyes widened, and then he realized that the woman in front of him, who looked cold, soft and weak, was actually a rare master.

Seriously injuring a flute man with one finger, this kind of strength is not something that ordinary people can do.

The two masters on the right side, one dead and one injured in an instant, once again shocked the players of the Ming Sect, and the people nearby retreated one after another, looking at the joy of walking slowly like a flood of beasts.

Seeing this, Zhou Yu also knew that it was impossible to stop the happy footsteps...... Seeing the three of Happy, Indifferent, and Gufeng, one person and one sword fell on Zhang Wuji.

Rumble!!

Zhang Wuji was seriously injured and still had a certain amount of counterattack power, one person and one palm.

A strong surge swept out!

Flying sand and rocks in an instant, dusty, indifferent and ancient wind bore the brunt, and was shocked to fly out, vomiting blood in the air, but Zhang Wuji, who was seriously injured, obviously did not have the strength to kill the three people in seconds.

in the dust.

Happy but at the moment when Zhang Wuji attacked the body, he activated the golden bell jar, the small dragon shape, and narrowly avoided Zhang Wuji's attack, and became the only opponent who never retreated under Zhang Wuji's move.

Dragon Snatcher!

Wind without shadow legs!

The moment he swept by Zhang Wuji's side, he grabbed Zhang Wuji's arm and imprinted a palm on Zhang Wuji's chest as fast as a peak...... Bang!

The moment the palm of his hand touched Zhang Wuji's body, he happily and clearly felt a mysterious and extremely powerful force operating from Zhang Wuji's body.

Zhang Wuji's body flew out of the dust! Fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted on the ground.

Happy was shocked by the power of Jiuyang Divine Skill fed back from Zhang Wuji's body, and retreated more than ten meters.

"It's worthy of Zhang Wuji."

But Happy is really not a vegetarian, although he knows that Zhang Wuji, who is burdened with Jiuyang Divine Skill and Qiankun Great Shift, has rough skin and thick flesh, and can transfer the location of the key points at any time to greatly reduce the damage, but each time he performs it, the burden on the body is heavier.

The moment he flew out, he slapped it on his waist, and the Flying Eagle Sword tore through the air, chasing after Zhang Wuji...... "Delusional!" ”

Zhou Yu was furious!

Let the happy three of them deal with Zhang Wuji is powerless, if he lets Happy hurt Zhang Wuji again, how can he save face?

Silver Gun Shake!

A sharp ray that pierced through Changhong was just right in front of the Flying Eagle Sword.

Pity...... The happy Flying Eagle Sword is not so easy to catch.

"Poof!"

The overlapping eagle swords split apart first.

Choke!

In the end, Zhou Yu only blocked one of the Flying Eagle Swords, and the other two broke through the air to attack Zhang Wuji.

Seeing that the attack was about to work, one person fell from the sky!

The five fingers were like gold and iron, firmly grasping the flying eagle sword that flew in front of Zhang Wuji, and the delicate and sharp flying eagle sword suddenly turned into a ball of rotten iron in these vigorous hands.

"Enough!"

The white-eyed eagle king was like a majestic mountain, standing beside Zhang Wuji, looking at the seriously injured young man who still did not change his color, and his majestic face showed a rare and soft gaze for the first time.

"Grandpa."

Zhang Wuji showed a miserable smile, and with a grandfather, the face of the white-eyed eagle king, who had never been moved in the face of the masters of the six major sects, changed greatly!

(To be continued)