The bearded man was menacing, and the giant knife in his hand was more than a man tall, with serrated teeth on the blade. Zhang Yiteng took a look at the properties of its panel:

Strength: 408; True Qi: 333; Dexterity: 271; Range: 309; Hits: 256; Growth: 61

Body: Yin Linggong

Proud Martial Arts: The fifth layer of the Demon Blade Sword Technique

Martial arts cultivation is: through the pulse realm

Heh, although this guy is a Tongmai Realm cultivator, his strength is so high that he has broken through the True Yuan Realm, which is enough to shatter the Golden Cracking Stone, which is by no means comparable to Zhang Yiteng of the Tuna Realm!

"Brother Zhang, be careful!" After Xiang'er used the power of "Jade Immortal Yaose" to kill a disciple of the Ghost Prison Sect, she turned around and reminded Zhang Yiteng, "This person is the 'Heaven' one of the 'Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang and the Four Murderers of the Ghost Prison' - Tao Mingzhong, the Heaven-Splitting Ghost King, whose life-urging demon blade opens and closes, and his power is infinite!" ”

Sure enough, I saw Tao Ming waving the saw blade broadsword with the handle of the ghost's head and slashing wildly. Zhang Yiteng didn't dare to resist, and jumped to the side for a few feet, which was able to dodge his tyrannical sword technique. However, the knife was swallowed, and the strong wind on both sides was like a knife, which still aroused Zhang Yiteng's breath and his blood boiled.

A wave of unsettled, only to hear someone next to him laughing: "You kid has seen our heaven and earth Xuanhuang's 'Tian' brand master, and then try my 'yellow' 'Huangquan Yin Shuai' Wu Qinghe!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a silver spear struck like a dragon, piercing Zhang Yiteng's eyebrows. Zhang Yiteng flashed his head sideways, barely avoiding it, but then he was shrouded in the light net woven by the silver gun.

This master who came, his marksmanship is stable and powerful, quite everyone's style, and it must not be underestimated! Zhang Yiteng immediately probed the attributes of "Huangquan Yin Shuai" Wu Qinghe:

Strength: 312; True Qi: 314; Dexterity: 315; Range: 320; Hits: 316; Growth: 65

Body: Yin Linggong

Proud Martial Arts: The sixth layer of Yama marksmanship

Martial arts cultivation is: through the pulse realm

None of this person's five attributes are outstanding, nor is there a shortcoming, so it is not easy for such a master of steady development to find out his flaws. The swords and spears intersected, and the sound of gold and stone striking was endless, and in a moment, the two of them had already made more than 30 moves!

Tao Mingzhong naturally wouldn't sit idly by, he raised his big knife and attacked Zhang Yiteng again. Seeing that the saw blade and silver spear were slow and fast, Zhang Yiteng instantly fell into the attack of the two masters.

Here, a Xuanyi disciple fell to the ground, Xiang'er had his free hand, and seeing that Zhang Yiteng's situation was not good, he wanted to step forward to help, and rushed to stab Wu Qinghe's vest.

Xiang'er's long sword was handed to Wu Qinghe a few feet away, and a figure flashed very quickly. With a "bang", the short soldier in his hand was on the blade of Yuxian Yaose.

Xiang'er's long sword lost its head and stabbed obliquely into the air, and Wu Qinghe narrowly escaped her killer. She turned her head to look, and a beautiful scholar was looking at Xiang'er with a grin, holding a delicate iron pen in his hand.

"Choi Hyo-zhi!"

As soon as Xiang'er saw his weapon, he had already guessed the identity of this person. He is one of the four murderers of "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang", the master of the "earth" brand, and Qin Xiaozhi, the "life and death sentence of the earth".

"Little girl, your eyes are still vicious. Okay, let me see how many pounds you have! He raised the iron pen and attacked, and the penmanship was vigorous, not like a trick, but like writing calligraphy.

Although Xiang'er can't intuitively see what his attributes are, he also knows that he is not easy to deal with, and at the moment he uses the advantage of the long sword and short pen to distance himself from Cui Xiaozhi, and find flaws in his penmanship while fighting.

The four murderers of the ghost prison plus Ma Zonglan, who had died yesterday, actually went to Jubao Villa. It seems that the Ghost Prison Sect is pouring out of the nest this time, and it is bound to recapture the Hundred Soul Beads.

Zhang Yiteng was afraid that Xiang'er would be invincible, so he had the heart to save him, but he was dragged by Tao and Wu, and he was unable to do anything for a while.

Tao Ming's heavy arm strength can open mountains and break stones, but the speed and hit are low, and it can still be cracked, but the knife is heavy and heavy, and it cannot be close; On the contrary, Wu Qinghe's marksmanship is superb and impeccable, which is even more difficult to deal with.

Although Zhang Yiteng was quite embarrassed by one enemy and two enemies, he shuttled between the rain of swords and guns, and also summed up his experience against the enemy.

Tao Ming's heavy and powerful but extremely laborious giant knife fell down heavily, shaking the mountains for a while. Zhang Yiteng took advantage of the fact that he had not yet raised the knife, stepped on the back of the knife and ran a few steps, and quickly reached the position of the handle of the knife, raising the sword and stabbing fiercely, trying to stab Tao Mingzhong's right eye with a sword.

Who knew that Tao Ming's gravity sank into his right arm, and he suddenly raised the giant blade, Zhang Yiteng's feet were empty, and his body flew up unconsciously, and he was thrown into the air.

Zhang Yiteng flipped four or five times in the air and landed behind Tao Mingzhong. Before he could stand firm, Wu Qinghe had already stabbed him with a gun.

If you continue to fight like this, it will be endless, Zhang Yiteng was irritable, and he swung the silver spear with a sword. Glancing at the sand all over the ground, Zhang Yiteng remembered that he still had a trick he hadn't used.

Zhang Yiteng held a sword in his right hand to attack Wu Qinghe in a few moves, turned his left hand into a claw, grabbed it in the air, and countless sand and soil gathered and flew in, containing it in Zhang Yiteng's palm.

Wu Qinghe has rich experience in facing the enemy, and seeing him do this, he will definitely have a killing move, so he also has a guard in his heart. Until Zhang Yiteng made a sword in one hand and stretched out his claws in the other hand to spray poisonous sand, although Wu Qinghe didn't know what was so powerful about the sand, he also hurriedly and carefully avoided it.

The poisonous sand sprayed on the disciple of the Ghost Prison Sect behind him, and the disciple's internal strength was weak and he couldn't resist, and he instantly wilted and fell to the ground.

Damn, it's poisonous sand!

Wu Qinghe was secretly frightened when he saw the tragic situation of that disciple, and he shouted loudly: "Old Tao, be careful that this person's left paw hides poisonous sand!" ”

It's a pity that he shouted too late after all, Tao Mingzhong couldn't dodge, and the poisonous sand had already flown by, scattering his face.

Although Tao Ming's internal strength was deep, he was not like that disciple who fell to the ground immediately and weakly, but he gradually felt weak. The big knife that he could usually lift easily, but now it was getting heavier and heavier in his hand, and he was a little powerless.

Zhang Yiteng saw that it was cheap, and swung his sword at him, Tao Ming raised his knife to resist, his strength was far less than just now, and he was bounced away by his sword.

Zhang Yiteng immediately flew up and hit him in the chin with a flying foot, and Tao Mingzhong, a strong man, was kicked alive by him, flew out of a few zhang square and fell to the ground, unconscious.

The battle situation was changing rapidly, and the two murderers of the ghost prison "Tian and Huang" had the advantage, but at this time, with Tao Mingzhong's defeat, the situation was immediately reversed, and Zhang Yiteng was able to resist Wu Qinghe with all his might.

Zhang Yiteng's long sword swept wildly, and under the sword qi, Wu Qinghe had to temporarily avoid the edge and retreat a few feet. Zhang Yiteng didn't chase either, and made three false strokes downward, which was the spicy move of the Wind Sword Technique: Storm Plough Court.

The three sword forces were buried in the soil and rushed straight towards Wu Qinghe, and at the foot of the feet, it was like three fountains breaking through the ground, hitting Wu Qinghe's chest.

Wu Qinghe was old after all, and he flew into the sky between the calcium carbide firelight, and none of the three sword qi hit.

Before Wu Qinghe could be proud, Zhang Yiteng had already jumped into the air, and shook his right hand in front of him, drawing a circle on the tip of the sword, and unleashing the penultimate form of the Wind Sword Technique at him: Evil Wind and Broken Waves!

This style is different from other moves of the Wind Sword Technique, the sword moves are tricky and strange, and the sword qi is elusive, just like the evil wind and strange wind in nature, which makes people unguardable.

I saw the sword qi spiraling from the left and right, fluctuating. Wu Qinghe's silver spear turned a hundred times, but he was never able to catch it. Before the two of them landed, the evil sword qi had already penetrated Wu Qinghe's body, and in an instant, it hit the tiger stone carving, blowing the stone carving to pieces.

Wu Qinghe was stunned on the spot, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell backwards. The Ghost Prison Sect was fierce and died.