At present, this team of Rakshasa Sect's dead soldiers cooperated in pairs to intercept the escort team in front of them, not only did each of them have good skills, but also divided into combined attacks, the law was rigorous, and they were self-contained, this group of Rakshasa Sect's dead soldiers were well-trained, even Zhou Yi, who was an enemy, couldn't help but shout good.

It's a pity that no matter how well-trained this group of dead soldiers is, there are still some huge gaps that cannot be recovered by hard work!

An immortal master like Zhou Yi, who is at the pinnacle of the world, how can a dozen or so dead soldiers stop him?

Zhou Yi held the blue water sword in his hand, and after seeing that Hesa'er succeeded in the first surprise attack, Qi Han, the blood demon knife, finally put away his heart to try, the claw shadow knife light flew over, and the two gradually fell into a struggle, Zhou Yi estimated that the two of them were afraid that it would be difficult to distinguish the winner in a short period of time.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, so since this is the case, then I will take over the task of breaking through with all my might?

I saw the tip of Zhou Yi's sword swing slightly, and I didn't see how his arm moved, but he saw that the originally dim iron sword suddenly transformed into a continuous sword light like a wave, and in just one circle, he circled several people around him.

Several black-clothed killers around him were immediately shocked, and hurriedly waved their knives to resist, Zhou Yi's sword light came abruptly, and no one dared to move rashly, so they had to rely on each other, and the two joined forces to resist with all their might.

But Zhou Yi was not in a hurry, the sword light flickered, and he occasionally stepped forward and left, and there was no place to dodge in a hurry, but he always kept a distance from the enemy, and steadily pressed the two of them out of the range of three feet around him.

The two black-clothed assassins were depressed in their hearts, it would be understandable if they were defeated, but they were so pressed that they had no power to fight back, which was a bit murderous. The black-clothed assassin glanced at each other, and hurriedly took out a strange thing from his waist, only to see his hand shake slightly, and an iron eagle claw in his hand flew out of his hand, like a meteor, diagonally towards Zhou Yi's throat.

Zhou Yi's eyes emitted a strange light, and he smiled: "It's a little interesting!" ”

This iron eagle claw has a strange shape, and there is an iron chain behind it, guided by internal force, turning in the air, and the trajectory is very weird, but it is a peculiar martial art.

Zhou Yi has always been interested in novel and unique martial arts, and the blade of this iron eagle claw is special, although the moves are crude and not impressive, but it is finally a little interesting.

The iron eagle claw broke through the wind, Zhou Yi did not dodge or dodge, he lowered his eyelids, the hilt of the sword shook slightly, like lightning on the head of the iron eagle claw, only to hear a snap, the eagle claw in the hand of the black-clothed assassin was like a poisonous snake that had been choked by seven inches, and it hung down softly in an instant.

The black-clothed assassin failed in one move, his arms slightly numb, and he hurriedly withdrew his talons, with a puzzled look on his face.

This white eagle locks his throat, like an eagle and a rabbit, he has always been invincible, and this kid doesn't see how to move, how can he easily break this trick?

It's just that Zhou Yi won't give these two people a chance to think more, and hurriedly stepped forward, the tip of the sword hung slightly, and his body swayed and swayed in the majesty, as if it was in tune with the wind, and it was extremely mysterious.

"Not good!" Another black-clothed assassin let out a wild shout, slashing forward with a long knife in his hand, shouting, "Hurry up!" ”

It's just that the words didn't fall, but Zhou Yi heard a faint voice.

"It's late!"

The sword has risen!

In the last moment, Zhou Yi's sword had just flicked off the attack of the three iron eagle claws; The next moment, the sword light was already close to their throats.

The sword light flashed, and the blood light flew up all over the sky. With a sword shot, the two black-clothed assassins fell backwards together, both opening their throats, their faces frightened, and they didn't bat a glance.

Zhou Yi stepped forward, hooked the iron eagle claw on the ground with a sword, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and then threw it towards Hesa'er, who was fighting with Qi Han not far away, and shouted: "Pick up your eagle claws!" ”

Hesa'er stretched out his hand to take the eagle's claws, and landed steadily on a high ground, staring at the Blood Demon Knife Qi Han in front of him with burning eyes, his five fingers were bent into claws, and the momentum on his body couldn't help but rise, obviously it was the critical moment to decide the victory!

Eagle Claw Gong focuses on quick battles and quick wins. Just like an eagle swooping down its prey from a high altitude, it is often a move to end the life of the prey.

"East Eagle West Yang!"

Hesa'er shouted angrily, the ten fingers of his claws grew violently again, and the ten fingers became extremely sharp, as if they had been carefully polished tens of thousands of times, Hesa'er flicked it lightly and drove the iron eagle claw with a very high and profound internal force, and the right hand applied the steel feather evil claw, coupled with Hesa'er's incredibly fast light power two-phase attack, it was as if there were two hanging eagles, killing Qi Han back and forth.

"Bastard!"

Suddenly seeing such a fast speed and the claws that suddenly became so sharp and sharp, the Blood Demon Knife was terrified, and in a hurry, dozens of Blood Demon Blades continuously blasted out in front of him in an attempt to block Hesa'er in front of him, and at the same time accelerated back in horror. ????

It's just that the divine sword turns into blood, and the demon blood Dafa is a sword technique that consumes the true yuan very much, and it is already a big taboo to use it so lightly, not to mention the unfathomable peerless light skill of the ghost god of Hesa'er, I am afraid that it will be difficult to even resist it slightly.

Seeing that Hesa'er's figure flickered, he dodged the several blows of the Blood Demon Knife that he blasted.

Steel Feather Claw - Pain in the Skin!

The figure pounced forward again, and the sharp claws like claws plunged straight into Qi Han's neck one left and one right, such a critical place, once it hit, I am afraid that it will definitely be a lifeless situation.

All of a sudden, the entire space seemed to become extraordinarily vast and lofty, as if there were only two people in the battlefield between heaven and earth, and the only thing that could be used as a background was the intermittent whimpering wind through the forest.

Well? Wind?

At this moment, Hesar's heart sank as if he felt something, and his eye muscles jumped slightly unconsciously.

An incredibly fast and unimaginably beautiful sword light suddenly appeared in the void. This sword light is bent like a full moon, like the moonlight of the fifteenth night, seemingly gentle, but terrifying to the point of horror.

A knife slashed, as if it swept through the air without the slightest hindrance, and the gaseous black eagle that seemed to have condensed into substance was like a bubble, quickly collapsed, and then the person appeared from a big tree not far away, and the sword light rolled, and immediately wrapped Qi Han and quickly opened the distance.

To be able to successfully save people from such a situation, the martial arts of the people who come are by no means idle. And his obvious crescent sword light revealed his identity unabashedly.

The full moon falls, the sword light rises, crisscrossing the land for 100,000 miles, the knife light is as cold as snow, where to listen to the spring rain?

Looking at the somewhat sickly thin man dressed in black in front of him, his face was pale, Zhou Yi's pupils contracted suddenly, and then his voice trembled slightly, and he made a surprised and happy voice: "Night demon? (To be continued.) )