Hearing this, the two men in black swung their swords towards Huang Xiaowei to kill, and Huang Xiaowei turned a deaf ear in a state of grief, even if she wanted to resist, she was powerless. The only thing she could do was to crush the blue crystal ball with her last strength, hoping that someone from outside would come in. The blue crystal balls that cracked turned into powder, and the rain washed the ground without a trace.

Under the cover of the weather and climate, all the fighting seems to be normal. The Tsing Yi gang mobilized will not all be killed, but there is still no support. The cultivators in the Tsing Yi Sect may not be able to come out, but what about the King of Ning, who is called a brother and brother to Li Xiangru, stationed in Ning'an Town? Why is there no movement at all? Ning'an Town used to belong to a relatively separate existence, but after joining hands with King Ning, he will not be so ignorant that he can't detect the murderous aura here, right? Thinking about it, Huang Xiaowei sighed leisurely and closed his eyes helplessly.

At the last moment, an oilcloth paper umbrella flew out of the house, and the open umbrella seemed to spread its huge wings and landed on the heads of Huang Xiaowei and Ling Xue, shielding the attack and the rain.

The raindrops that fell on it as it spun, and the two black swords, which were still full of evil energy, slashed firmly on the umbrella, and also blocked the two swords firmly, and the oilcloth paper umbrella that should have been cut by the sword should have made a tearing sound and shattered, but it was unexpectedly unscathed. Even the rows of golden runes protruding from the cloth pattern in the middle of the umbrella skeleton. The handle of the umbrella spreads up like a golden thread, supporting a dazzling golden light.

Huang Xiaowei stared at this umbrella in confusion, this is Li Xiangru's umbrella. This is the umbrella of hope for survival, and it is also the umbrella that can give her a chance to take revenge! Huang Xiaowei's eyes lit up, staring at the door deadly.

There had never been a longing that made her so longing.

This is the umbrella left by the late blind master to Lee Sang-ru.

Raindrops splashed down on the umbrellas, shooting like sharp swords at the two men in black, shooting countless blood holes through their black clothes. The two black-clothed men who fell to the ground still trembled and crackled like firecrackers, and then gradually fell silent after a few moments. The rain washed over the corpses, and blood trickled down the courtyard......

The bronze masked man's eyes were shocked, and he brandished his sword qi to block the layers of dense raindrops, and his figure kept retreating to avoid the sword-like attack. Although he blocked the vital attack, the corners of his clothes and hair bun were still hit by raindrops, and the black robes, which were originally somewhat broken, became even more fragmented, like the clothes of a beggar on the street.

The bronze figure retreated, staggering to its heels on the threshold of the courtyard gate.

A black figure was thrown out of the chamber and smashed at him, his body dodged slightly, his eyes stared coldly at a man in a white shirt who came out of the chamber, his face was clean, his contours were distinct, his head was tied with a cyan square scarf, and there was a sense of righteousness between his eyebrows. It seems that there is no breath at all, but it exudes a burst of coercion. He looked at the scholar, his face was gloomy at the moment, his eyes were dull, and he couldn't help but be cautious.

The bronze mask's heart changed greatly, and his mind flew around: This person is Li Xiangru, a person who has just come out of the small world, could it be that he has already achieved what he wants? If so, his strength is even worse than before, and if he can't feel his breath, could it be that he has successfully entered the country? A month ago, he entered the celestial phenomenon on the hill of Chu Xiufeng, and at this moment, he came out of the small world unharmed, looking at this breezy expression, it should have been inherited? Impossible!!No! It is very likely that he has obtained the spirit beast inheritance of the small world, otherwise he would not have been able to come out of it so quickly, and it would not even be possible for him to come out with his own ability!

The bronze masked man tried to move his steps, but found that he seemed to be locked by an invisible qi machine, and the ankle ring seemed to be firmly tied to a black, heavy, strong, and strong subway chain. even made him feel that as long as he moved, he would immediately lock his vital breath and die on the spot!

Li Xiangru slowly walked out of the wing, stood at the door, and nodded comfortingly at Huang Xiaowei with tears in his eyes, and then took a general look at his yard, and only one of the tea trees planted by himself was still intact in the corner at the moment. The rest of the land has been slashed by the sword qi, and it is unbearable to see. He sighed, looked at the bloody water flowing in the courtyard again, and walked down the steps lightly, took off his robe and wrapped the bloody head of the Seven Orifices, respectfully placed it under the eaves, placed it beside Xi Toudi, and bowed to the head and corpse.

After doing this, he turned to face the bronze masked man in the threshold, smiled, and even scratched his head a little embarrassedly and smiled apologetically: "That...... Sorry for the change of clothes and the delay of a bit. ”

As soon as the words fell, he sensed a murderous gaze coming from beside him, he turned to the source of his gaze, sighed at Huang Xiaowei, and explained: "I have used the fastest speed to change clothes, in there, the clothes have been torn, you can't let me come out naked and kill." ”

Huang Xiaowei's anger was even worse, disgusted with his hippie smile and nonsense at the moment.

Li Xiangru hurriedly explained: "Your Aunt Xue, it's okay, it's just that she fainted, and her life is worry-free." Rest assured, rest assured! I'm fast, soon!"

Li Xiangru avoided Huang Xiaowei's dissatisfied and angry gaze, coughed a few times, and continued to stare at the bronze masked man, it seemed that this time was indeed not the time to pretend, so his face was solemn and indifferent, and he said in an indifferent tone: "My yard has been a mess by you, especially my few tea trees, which have been raised for several months, but they have been lost by your few swords, and I have to pay for it!"

"Li Xiangru!!" Huang Xiaowei didn't know where he got the strength at the moment, he roared angrily and stood up, stretched out his hand to catch the tarpaulin umbrella that had stopped rotating, and the murderous intent in his eyes was no lower than that of staring at the bronze masked man just now, and now he was still in the mood to be naughty!

Li Xiangru shuddered and didn't dare to speak more. With a kick on the ground, he punched and rushed towards the bronze masked man.

Li Xiangru said: "Look at it, this is your grandfather's ground fist!"

This sentence is naturally said to Huang Xiaowei.

When Huang Xiaowei heard this, he bit his lower lip tightly, and caught Li Xiangru's punching without turning his eyes.

Li Xiangru's figure was like a phantom, continuously smashing on the eleven qi sea points on the bronze mask man's body, full of strength, and his strength was breathable.

The bronze man in black didn't have time to swing his sword, he seemed to feel that Li Xiangru was in all directions, Li Xiangru was not one person, but eleven people, or twenty people! Even, he couldn't even catch Li Xiangru's shadow.

Li Xiangru stood at the door outside the courtyard with his last punch, and after hitting him in the chest with one punch, he suddenly bled like a kite with a broken string, and fell face to face next to several of his black-clothed men, splashing piles of blood and scattering everywhere.

The bronze mask was shattered by the wind of his fist, and fell into the dirt as he fell.

Li Xiangru dodged in front of the bronze masked man and said lightly: "How does it feel? This punch comes from an old man, huh...... It is the grandfather of the leader of the Tsing Yi Gang, the boxing technique in "Liuyun Hand", the essence of this fist is that its power can be stacked layer by layer, and the spiritual power consumed is reduced to a minimum. It's a lot like ......."

Lee Sang-ru scratched his head and chose adjectives in his mind.

"It's like a military fist, isn't it?" The bronze masked man laughed maniacally, his hands propped up on the rain and washed the dirt, even if he stabbed the shards of the ground that had become sharp and sharp due to the breakage, his voice became a little green without the mask.

He slowly raised his head, shards of broken ground stabbing at his face, scarlet blood pouring out, or rather, his face was already blurred with blood. The scattered hair obscured some of the terrifying faces.

"Little Tiger!Little Tiger!!Haha!!!

Li Xiangru was shocked when he heard this, he took a step back and stared at the person in front of him tightly, the one who can shout the word "Little Tiger" is definitely not an ordinary person, not to mention that his appearance has changed over the years, he has grown a lot taller, and even his temperament has changed like before. But the man in front of him shouted these two words so with such certainty.

The old man of Gongzhou.

The old man of Fancheng, Gongzhou, when this person can say the words "military body boxing" out of the mouth, he should have thought of it.

The bronze masked man staggered to his feet, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood before he felt that his chest was free and bloody, and he smiled at Li Xiangru, and the rain washed under the blood, making his face gradually revealed.

It was a strange and familiar face.

It was also the face of a man he thought was dead but was still alive.

"Military Gymnastics ...... If I remember correctly, this is still from you? At that time, the division commander and the military division were full of praise, saying that no matter what they were killing the enemy and fighting...... Or do you want to increase your physical fitness...... It's all the best choice. I also planned to go to the book...... His Majesty invites you to take credit...... It is necessary to popularize this kind of boxing method to the Jingguo army...... Yes or no?" The man in black who had lost his bronze mask now looked even more hideous and terrifying.

Li Xiangru looked at him coldly and arrogantly, his eyes fell into deep thought, and he kept thinking about the image of this person in his mind.

"Can't remember who I am?!" the man in black shouted: "I trusted you so much back then, led you to worship the earth, and wanted to be like you, so smart, witty, brave, and beloved like you!

The voice of the man in black became more and more indignant, he slowly walked towards Li Xiangru, raised his arm and stretched out his finger to point at Li Xiangru's face, and continued angrily and dissatisfiedly: "But in order to save you alone!!We were abandoned by the military advisor as bait, and we used our lives to pave your way!

Li Xiangru is silent, Wei Rong, and once fought side by side with fellow brothers. In those long years of fighting against Loulan, they relied on each other.

"Do you say that you have no clothes? Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Enmity with the Son!"

"How can you say that you have no clothes? Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear halberd. Work with the son!"

"Do you say that you have no clothes, and you are clothed with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my armor soldiers. Let's go with my son!"

Li Xiangru was full of thoughts, and remembered the famous "No Clothes" that he often sang in the army but still made his blood boil. After a long time, he lowered his head, waved his hand dejectedly, and said, "You go, I won't kill you!"

When Huang Xiaowei heard this, he was unwilling, and he picked up his sword from the ground and rushed over here, this person can't live, how can she explain to the dead Di Chi Feng and Xi Tou, how to explain to so many killed Tsing Yi Gang brothers?