"You're going to do it with me?"

Yang Zhen did not answer He Wei's question, but asked He Wei instead.

Such a performance made Nangong Shaoqi, who was watching from the side of the road, feel so cool.

This is the demeanor of a master!

Nangong Shaoqi's heart had already begun to get excited, looking forward to the duel that was about to start.

Contrary to Nangong Shaoqi, Yang Zhen's response made He Wei a little embarrassed.

"Meishan Qiwei, on!"

With a heavy snort, He Wei gave the order. Since the kid on the other side doesn't give him face, then he doesn't bother to talk anymore.

"Choking ......"

As soon as Meishan Qiwei heard the order, although he knew that the opponent's martial arts were definitely not weak, he still reflexively pulled out the sword in the sheath, and for a while, the sound of the sword coming out of the sheath resounded.

At the same time, as soon as they clamped their legs between their hips, they shook the reins of their horses with their left hands, and they galloped forward.

Seven horses charged at the same time, and the momentum was quite impressive.

Especially when these seven horses are side by side on an official road that is not very wide.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Seeing the scene of Meishan Qiwei charging, Nangong Shaoqi, who was watching, smiled gloatingly.

These people were the murderers of their Iron Fist, and he was full of anticipation for what was to come.

And in fact, Yang Zhen did not disappoint him.

When the Meishan Seven Guards rushed over, Yang Zhen just let go of the reins in his left hand, allowing the black horse that was originally in his hand to trot away because he was afraid of the charging momentum of the Meishan Seven Guards.

His legs clamped tightly around the horse's belly, and his right hand firmly controlled the reins of the black horse under his crotch, preventing the horse from dodging a step.

In the torrent-like charging momentum of Meishan Qiwei, Yang Zhen stood still like a rock.

That's the master!

Nangong Shaoqi was excited to watch from the side.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill......"

"Kill, kill, kill, kill ......"

"Kill ......"

When the seven guards of Meishan rushed to Yang Zhen's approach, they all opened their mouths and roared angrily, with great momentum.

However, Yang Zhen still did not move, his body did not move, and the dark horse under his crotch did not move.

The five swords and two swords flashed towards Yang Zhen's head, face, chest and abdomen who stopped in front of them......

"Click......"

When the sword light and sword shadow slashed together, Yang Zhen finally moved.

Double manual too.

The right hand released the reins, and the left hand vibrated together, and in an instant, a pair of eagle claws appeared, and the sound of two claws striking the wind sounded.

Meishan Qiwei, there has already been a sword and a knife that have been taken away by Yang Zhen's claws.

"Choking ......"

"Sneer......"

In the sound of the sword impact, the sound of the sharp blade cutting through the throat was clearly audible, and blood shot out from the throat of Meishan Qiwei.

In an instant, the seven guards of Meishan rushed past Yang Zhen's side like a torrent, and several puffs of red blood splashed onto Yang Zhen's face and shoulders, and Yang Zhen's claws loosened.

A sword in his hand, with two thuds, fell under the horse.

At the same time, the Meishan Qiwei, who rushed behind him, rolled down from their horses one after another, and after falling on the official road, they still clutched their throats with their hands, and there was a ho-ho leaking sound in their throats, and their bodies struggled and convulsed, and they did not die for a while.

In the center of the official road, Yang Zhen, who had a few points of blood stained on his face and shoulders, still looked indifferent, indifferently looking at He Wei, who was still standing in place.

Killing Meishan Qiwei in an instant, for him, it was just a gesture, he didn't have to look back, he knew that the seven people were already dead.

"Do you want to fight?"

Yang Zhen spoke again.

was still a flat tone, but after killing Meishan Qiwei in an instant, his flat tone sounded in the ears of He Wei on the other side, but it was no different from a slap in the face.

A breath of shame and anger quickly filled He Wei's chest.

"Choke!"

The sword was unsheathed, and he pointed obliquely behind him, He Wei's eyes widened angrily: "Rampant! I can take my extraterrestrial meteor. ”

"Extraterrestrial meteors?"

Nangong Shaoqi, who was watching the battle on the side of the road, blinked his eyes twice in a daze.

Is this a famous swordsmanship? How come I haven't heard of it?

Nangong Shaoqi felt strange in her heart.

Nangong Shaoqi had never heard of extraterrestrial meteors.

Yang Zhen was impressed.

When he heard He Wei say that he would be a meteor outside the sky, Yang Zhen's eyes narrowed, and his face became more solemn.

Extraterrestrial meteors.

Yang Zhen remembered that it was a very powerful swordsmanship in Gu Long's famous book "Full Moon Scimitar".

The descendants of the sword god Xie Xiaofeng commented on this swordsmanship, saying that its power was almost comparable to the sword moves in the thirteen swords of Yan Thirteen's life.

And the thirteen swords that killed him were invincible all over the world.

In the full moon scimitar, when Ding Peng debuted, he relied on this trick to defeat several masters who had been famous for a long time in the rivers and lakes. A meteor outside the sky is used, like a meteor falling down, and no one can stop it.

Does this person really shoot out of the sky? Where did he learn it?

Yang Zhen looked at He Wei opposite with some suspicion.

And at this time, He Wei made a move.

But seeing that he suddenly took off and flew up from the horse, Dapeng generally, instantly soared into the air six or seven meters high, and then from a high place, like a meteor to Yang Zhen smashed, in the process of smashing, the sword in his hand "...... slammed down", under the starry sky, the sword light was bright, and the snow light wrapped his whole person, in the eyes of Yang Zhen and Nangong Shaoqi, who was watching the battle, just in an instant, the whole figure of this person disappeared, leaving only a ball of snow bright sword light, like a meteor smashed down from the sky, The target was Yang Zhen, who was sitting on horseback in the center of the official road.

Extraterrestrial meteors.

I saw only the sword light, but no human figure.

Do you want to use a cloud palm?

Seeing such a sword move, Yang Zhen's mind turned, it stands to reason that it is impossible for the Eagle Claw Gong to block the meteors outside the sky. But he had a faint feeling in his heart that he could.

Do you really need to use a cloud palm?

Yang Zhen didn't want to use it.

Paiyun Palm, he practiced to deal with the Wind and Fire City, Princess Mononoke and them, if he dealt with an unknown little person, he also had to use the Paiyun Palm, then his Paiyun Palm was inevitably too worthless, how could he deal with them in the Wind and Fire?

Thoughts turn in an instant.

When He Wei's extraterrestrial meteor fell on the top of Yang Zhen's head, Yang Zhen had already made a decision in his heart.

"Pong"

Yang Zhen, who had made a decision, suddenly rose up, not only did not dodge, but rushed towards He Wei's meteor outside the sky.

When the two meet.

Yang Zhen's clawed phantom generally grabbed more than a dozen times in that cloud of sword light.

One of them fell from above, and the other flew up from below. A dozen fights were enough for them to stagger.

Yang Zhen passed through the sword light, and He Wei's sword light suddenly dimmed most of it, falling from mid-air, instantly twisting Yang Zhen's mount into a ball of blood and minced flesh.

When he landed, his body staggered, and as soon as he stabilized, his body shook, coughed up a mouthful of blood in his mouth, and his body stumbled again. This time, he finally fell to the ground, holding on to the sword in his hand, barely maintaining a half-kneeling position.

At this time, Yang Zhen finally landed with both feet.

A few rags fell to the ground on his feet and floated down beside him like petals.

The rags were the same color as the clothes he was wearing.

It was cut off from him. On his sleeves, at this time, there were already six or seven pieces of cloth the size of a palm.

The image is a little embarrassing.

He Wei, whose face was extremely pale, looked at the three gaps the size of broad beans on his sword in a daze at this time, and a bitter smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The dying man, at this time, he didn't even have the strength to look back at Yang Zhen, but he still wanted to know the answer to a question.

"You...... Finally...... Who is it? ”

Asking this question with great difficulty, his figure on one knee with his back to Yang Zhen shook again.

He wanted to know who this person was, who could use the Eagle Claw to break his extraterrestrial meteor.

"You don't have to know."

Yang Zhen glanced at He Wei's back, and opened his mouth to order Nangong Shaoqi, who had been watching the battle on the side of the road. "What are you doing? Collect loot! ”

"Oh, oh, oh...... I'm collecting, I'm collecting. ”

Nangong Shaoqi woke up from the shock, and agreed in a trance, and hurriedly turned over and dismounted to collect the loot this time.

That extraterrestrial meteor was so powerful, which greatly surprised him.

His new master, who was able to break such a powerful swordsmanship with the Eagle Claw Skill, made him even more dumbfounded.

Can Eagle Claw Gong be so powerful? That's an exaggeration, right?

When collecting the loot, Nangong Shaoqi still felt like a dream.

How could Eagle Claw Gong be so powerful?