There was silence outside the gate of Fujiazhuang, and there was no one to see.

The moonlight sprinkled on the bluestone slabs of the long street was so bleak.

Zhuo Bufan rushed to the long street with a sword, and under the illumination of the moonlight, as if he was covered in moonlight, he shook his sword and shouted: "Get out of here!" ”

As soon as his voice fell, the sound of footsteps and clothes was violent, and countless black-clothed people with weapons in their hands poured out from all over the dark corners.

Zhuo Bufan's sword shook, and he rushed forward.

Those black-clothed men also immediately rushed over and quickly besieged Zhuo Bufan in it.

Zhuo Bufan's sword is fierce, the sword is like a spirit snake, light and agile, and sometimes like thunder, making a sound of crackling, and in an instant, several people have been killed, and when the blood is about to splash on the robe, Zhuo Bufan or a move, or a flash, he dodged it.

I saw Zhuo Bufan slash out with a sword and stab it into the throat of a man in black.

There are so many of these black-clothed people, he doesn't dare to waste his internal strength, and only uses pure sword moves, but his moves are more than enough to deal with these locos, and when he slashes out, he stabs the empty door of that person, and kills him with one sword!

Zhuo Bufan undoubtedly wanted to keep all the people in black, so he saved his internal strength so much. I saw two swords, and two men in black were assassinated under the swords!

For each of his swords, there must be a man in black who closes his eyes forever and leaves this world, his sword kills, hides the killing intention, and has a sword in his hand, without mercy!

Those black-clothed people were not afraid of death, and they were not intimidated by Zhuo Bufan's sword, but more and more, rushing forward like mountains and seas!

Zhuo Bufan held his breath hard, the long sword in his hand became faster and faster, and stabbed the throat of a man in black through a bloody hole, he was not afraid, and stepped on the corpse to kill him.

A man in black next to him stabbed with a sword, Zhuo Bufan didn't seem to feel it, as if he didn't notice it, the man's face had shown joy, but his sword had not yet stabbed Zhuo Bufan and he had slowly fallen to the ground, his face was still that expression, a happy look, but if you pay attention to his eyes, you will find that what is revealed is a mixture of horror and disbelief.

And the moment he fell, a blood-red line in his throat had already stood out, and suddenly, the blood line expanded, and his blood couldn't stop staying.

After Zhuo Bufan took the life of the man in black with a sword, another sword was pointed between the hilt of the man in black and the link between the sword body, only to hear the sound of 'Zheng', the sword flew up in the air, and then slowly fell, and during this time Zhuo Bufan's sword added a few more undead.

Zhuo Bufan's sword has been used to the extreme, stabbing out quickly, and suddenly a space was cleared around him, he stretched out his left hand, and took the falling sword, this is the sword he just picked up, a very ordinary sword, but in Zhuo Bufan's hands, it seems to have become different, as if it has life, Zhuo Bufan shook the sword, and the sword body made a 'buzzing' sound from time to time.

Zhuo Bufan's double swords in his hand, and when those black-clothed people didn't react, he rushed forward again, and his double swords were also extremely ruthless, one left and one right, chopping over several people, and those black-clothed people reacted at this time, holding the weapons in their hands and killing Zhuo Bufan.

The blood was flying, splashing the bluestone slabs of the long street, and the extraordinary Taoist robe was inevitably splashed red!

Several black-clothed people standing on the periphery had solemn expressions, and one of them spoke: "Two-handed sword!" ”

Another person asked, "Fourth, how is it?" ”

The man from before said, "I might as well too!" The tone is extremely strange, like admiration, sighing, helplessness, sighing...... Apparently he is the fourth.

Those black-clothed people rushed to kill frantically, and in the rain of blood, Zhuo Bufan was inevitably slightly injured.

Zhuo Bufan fought bloodily, and suddenly, he heard a burst of shouts: "Rush over!" ”

It was Qingsong's voice, he knew what Zhuo Bufan meant, and wanted him to leave from the wall of the Fu family, Zhuo Bufan blocked the people outside alone, but how could he let Zhuo Bufan face it alone.

Especially when he heard the movement just now, he knew that there were not a few people outside, and immediately rushed out with iron and stone, wood and stone, and just saw the scene of Zhuo Bufan being besieged, surrounded by dense figures.

Qingsong took the wood and stone and the iron stone to kill the past, and the iron and stone and the wood and stone swords were used together to protect the green pine left and right!

Mu Shi took out the sword fiercely, the iron and stone were like thunder, and several people had been slashed in a row in the roar, and blood was splashed on the robe.

Qing Song shouted, the long sword cut a black-clothed man who blocked the road in half, stepped on the corpse and killed, the iron and stone, wood and stone double swords were also extremely ruthless, one left and one right, chopping over several people, tightly protecting Qing Song!

They tried their best to get close to Zhuo Bufan, but at this time, those men in black had already reacted and divided their men to stop the three of them, so that they could not break through the encirclement of those men in black!

They were really worried that Zhuo Bufan would not be able to support it.

Qingsong's sword shook, picked it up, and cut down one person before rushing forward, but there was a sharp pain in his chest, and he couldn't help but stop again!

He stabbed to death a man in black who rushed up with a single sword, and although he was seriously injured and his internal strength weakened, his moves were still there.

However, those black-clothed people were not afraid of death, killed one, and immediately followed another one, Qingsong and the three of them were now unable to move an inch, and they couldn't rush over at all, this is still most of the black-clothed people are besieging Zhuo Bufan, and only a small part of the three people besieging Qingsong master and apprentice are only a small part, so it is conceivable that the pressure on Zhuo Bufan is also dangerous.

Qingsong saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart.

Although Qing Song's internal organs were in severe pain, he gritted his teeth to support it, but the sword momentum was weakening!

As soon as his sword was pulled out, it was immediately blocked, and he could no longer exert the power of the Liangyi Sword!

The encirclement gradually shrank, and the blades were cut down like a rainstorm, although Qingsong's eyes were sharp, experienced, and accurate, but his internal strength was insufficient, and the severe pain from time to time had a greater impact!

Sweat kept rolling down his forehead, and he staggered as he faltered as he blocked all the blades he had chopped off.

Fortunately, Iron and Stone, Mu Shi protected his plate, blocking the attacking weapons for Qing Song.

And the black-clothed people who had been standing on the periphery looked at each other, nodded, and killed Zhuo Bufan together.

With the addition of several of them, Zhuo Bufan's pressure suddenly increased, and he was no longer using pure sword moves, but had begun to mobilize his internal strength.

And the black-clothed man who besieged Zhuo Bufan split up a group to kill the three Qingsong masters and apprentices.

With the addition of this group of new forces, those black-clothed men rushed frantically and soon divided the three masters and apprentices of Qingsong into three piles to besiege them.

Iron and stone and wood and stone fought bloodily, not only worried about their senior brother Zhuo Bufan, but also worried about their master Qingsong, they wanted to lean towards Qingsong, but how could those black-clothed people let them get their wish.

The people besieging Qingsong cut down one after another, Qingsong was seriously injured, and now he has reached the limit, he can only barely block it with a sword, take a step back, his throat is sweet, and a mouthful of blood spit out!

The second knife was cut down again, and when he saw it, he was about to hurt the green pine under the knife......

Besides, Zhuo Bufan's side, he has already seen the danger of Qingsong, but he has been entangled, seeing that Qingsong is about to be injured under the knife, he is also anxious, he can't care about reservations, his skills have been transported to the extreme, and he burst into a loud shout: >

The sword in his right hand stabbed forty-nine swords in a row, and the sword of his left hand was like a hidden poisonous snake, hidden under the forty-nine swords.

>> ......"

One of the three black-clothed masters who besieged him was stabbed in the eye, shedding lines of blood and tears, and the screams were made by him.

One of his eyes had lost his luster and slowly fell to the ground, only the last one reacted in time and quickly retreated without being fatally injured, but there was a scar on her face, yes, she was a woman, the only woman among the three masters, her eyes stared at Zhuo Bufan viciously. And the ordinary black-clothed people around him all fell to the ground, all of them with swords in their throats.

However, the woman's expression immediately changed dramatically, because of Zhuo Bufan's next words.

I only heard Zhuo Bufan say: "Wind and rain, thunder and lightning." ”

It turned out that they were the remnants of Xiaoyao Valley, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, but their current image was different from what Zhuo Bufan saw in the back mountain of Wudang that day, obviously, they were disguised.

Zhuo Bufan was not unharmed, his right hand was hit by a sword of lightning before he died, and it was this sword that made him see the identity of lightning flash, he fought with lightning flash, so lightning showed other swordsmanship at the beginning, but at the last moment, under the crisis of life and death, he revealed his true martial arts.

Although Zhuo Bufan knew that they were from Xiaoyao Valley from the beginning, he was a little skeptical when he met Ren Qingyang, doubting whether there were other people, and he was not completely sure that it was from Xiaoyao Valley.

The lightning sword injured Zhuo Bufan's right hand, and his right hand could no longer use the sword, so he could only put down the sword he had snatched from his left hand and take the saber in his right hand.

His chest was also hit by Yu Piao's palm, and there were several silver needles in his palm, which had pierced into his body, and the poison carried by the silver needles had begun to spread to his body, but he was temporarily pressed down by his internal force.

The blind Feng Qi punched Zhuo Bufan's right back, leaving half of his body still numb.

And because he had just transported his internal strength to the limit, the meridians in his body were already a little slightly painful.

However, Zhuo Bufan did not stop, and transported his internal strength to the limit, only to see that his long sword shook, and instead of chasing the wind and rain, he quickly rushed towards Qingsong.

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