"Hahaha, don't be ashamed to speak! Ignorant children, not even martial arts, dare to speak wildly!" The masked man with the mace smiled coldly, the mace in his hand waved like the wind, and slapped at Xiao Yihan!

"Humph!"

A cold snort came from Xiao Yihan's mouth, and the long sword in his hand seemed to have no weight at all, and with a flick of his wrist, it could appear in any position in an instant, and the tip of the sword stabbed straight out!

"Dingding-ding-"

The momentum of this sword is getting more and more intense!

Su Yu saw it clearly, in just a moment, the long sword in Xiao Yihan's hand actually stabbed out no less than twenty times, and each one was in the same place!

Even on the mace, a round hole was pierced!

The masked man was even more unbearable, under this high frequency, his hands were numb, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, almost unable to hold his weapon.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xiao Yihan's body was like the wind, and he directly crossed this person and headed towards those martial kings!

Breakthrough!

"It's worthy of the Wind Sword Hero, sure enough, there are some doorways! Let's go together!" the man said to another Martial Sect, his body raised, the roar continued, and he chased after Xiao Yihan.

"Okay!" That Wu Zong was just about to follow, but Ah Chen suddenly exerted his strength, and the big knife in his hand quickly swung out, directly cutting off his path.

At this time, Ah Chen's whole body was surging with qi and blood, and the momentum on his body was much stronger than before, with incomparable firmness on his face, staring at this martial sect deadly, "Your opponent is me!"

"Hehe, Burning Dantian, okay, I'll play with you!"

Both of them used knives as weapons, and for a while, the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, and the momentum around them turned into blades, spreading out to the surroundings!

One is a wind-type knife, which is swift and sharp, and the other is a fire-type knife, which is hot and strong.

Boom!

The two looked at each other for a moment, and at the moment when their momentum climbed to the peak, their eyes froze, and their knives came out, surrounding two completely different forces, like two heavenly falls, striking fiercely.

The next moment, the sound of a strong symphony of gold and iron rang out, and bursts of fierce sparks, like swimming snakes, swept the entire surroundings with an incomparable aura of destruction.

Thundered!

The collision was endless, Ah Chen was like a madman at this time, completely disregarding his own life, the move was extremely simple, swinging a knife! Chop! Every time he was holding an injury for an injury!

However, it was such a simple knife, but it forced the masked man to swing the knife to resist, because he couldn't do it as desperately as Ah Chen, he was afraid of being hurt!

"Ding—"

On the other side, Xiao Yihan had just rushed into the crowd, and immediately picked up a person's weapon with a sword, and then the long sword stabbed straight out, piercing the person's throat, and the whole action was smooth, killing a martial king was as easy as killing a chicken.

"Wind Extreme, Strangling!"

With a low shout, the long sword in his hand immediately spun rapidly, like a huge white lotus, and the white lotus with an incomparably strong sword momentum grew bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a round lotus flower with a diameter of ten meters.

The shadow of the sword flickered, and in just an instant, more than a dozen martial kings immediately died under his sword! The flesh and blood were blurred, and it was really like a meat grinder.

The other masked men shuddered, and the steps on their feet froze, and none of them dared to step forward.

Xiao Yihan's face remained unchanged, his footsteps were shocked, but the whole person did not stop, and immediately passed through the encirclement, he actually did not run away, but pointed directly at Murong Haocheng!

"Good...... It's amazing!" Bai Yunfei's blood boiled when he saw it, and he couldn't wait to rush out and shout and cheer, the whole person was extremely excited, "It's not a matter of a sword that the Wind Sword Hao wants to kill that bullshit prince, it's really worthy of being a silver hero! strong, too strong!"

There was longing in his eyes, and he was extremely looking forward to being so heroic.

Su Yu sighed leisurely, the blue wolf prince is not a fool, he obviously knows Xiao Yihan well in terms of strength and temperament, how can he just stand there and wait to be killed?

He thought in his heart, but the movements in his hands became more and more urgent, his eyes were firmly fixed on the casserole, and the soul blue flame was rolling and beating, constantly changing the heat.

"Hahaha, Xiao Yihan, you are really the same as before, you know that you can't escape!" Murong Haocheng calmly stared at Xiao Yihan who came quickly, his face was not panicked, but laughed.

"So-I'll kill you!" Xiao Yihan's words were extremely cold, his style of action was extremely decisive, since he couldn't escape, then kill! Kill Murong Haocheng, the dragons have no leader, then there is still a glimmer of life!

"It's a pity, even if I'm standing here, you still can't kill me!" Murong Haocheng had a sneer on his face.

As soon as he finished speaking, from behind him, a person wearing a silver mask came out again, his palm was thin, and he grabbed straight towards Xiao Yihan!

"Ding—"

The long sword collided on the thin palm, but there was a sound of metal colliding, and even, the long sword was bent!

"Hehe, he is worthy of being one of the best geniuses in Dongzhou, he has already achieved such cultivation at such a young age, and he is comparable to the Martial Sect with the strength and combat power of the Martial King, this kind of talent, if he does not die, he must be a male master!" The owner of the thin palm, his voice was extremely hoarse, like the sound of knocking on a broken jar, and people couldn't help but feel irritated when they heard it.

"Shocking Blow!"

Behind Xiao Yihan, the Wu Sect with a mace in his hand also rushed to the scene, without saying a word, he jumped up and fell from the air, and the mace in his hand shot straight at Xiao Yihan!

Xiao Yihan's expression moved, his body was on one side, the long sword in his hand turned, and the entire sword changed direction in his hand, and his wrist was directly cut at the throat of the martial sect!

At this moment, the man fell from a high altitude, and the speed was so fast that to outsiders, it seemed as if the man himself was going to hit the sword!

The man's pupils shrank sharply, and he had nowhere to borrow his strength in the air, so he could only force his body to the side, trying to minimize the damage, but the long sword was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, moving close to his throat, as if it would reap his life in the next moment.

"Good boy!

The man with the thin palm snorted coldly, grabbed the long sword directly with his palm, and twisted it violently, which was the trajectory of the sword that could be changed, saving the man's life!

Rao is like this, everyone's eyes are condensed, looking at Xiao Yihan, whose face is still calm, with a chill in his heart, with the strength of the Martial King, one move, almost seconds a Martial Sect powerhouse!

What a terrifying swordsmanship, such a terrifying sense of battle!

Fighting this kind of person, as long as the slightest mistake is fatal!

"He is the leader of the younger generation in Dongzhou, you still dare to be so careless, you are really looking for death!" The masked man with thin palms sneered at the man, and then said solemnly: "Don't be distracted, let's fight together!"

(End of chapter)