The faint light flashed, and there was a sword blade flickering and slashing down.

The place where it was Jun Yi's side, and the distance between the two was not even more than an inch, and the sharp sword intent that came from the blade of the sword stabbed Jun Yi's skin and gushed out a little blood.

"The genius of the Jun family, goodbye..."

With a strange smile on his face, his body twisted suddenly, raised his big hand and clenched his fist, and blasted out towards Jun Yi fiercely.

The big fist is on the left, and the sword edge is on the right.

The two killings are staggered, and Jun Yi is shrouded in it, so that he has no room for maneuver.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a powerful surge of power set off a wave of skyrocketing, engulfing the bodies of the two.

"Childe !!"

Mo Yiqian's pupils were red, his mouth roared, and the phantom of the flame demon behind him appeared, and it instantly condensed into substance, gushing with a terrifying red flame frenzy.

Without thinking too much about it, Mo Yiqian subconsciously turned on his combat power, holding the Jin Yan Crazy Knife in his big hand, and the muscles of his arms, along with the body of the Flame Demon Phantom, swelled violently.

The heavy coercion filled the void, which caught the drunken and crazy people around them off guard, and they couldn't bear it anymore, so they were directly pushed sideways and stood far away.

"Eight Desolations!"

Mo Yiqian stared at the pupils that filled the golden mang, and roared wildly.

Between the raised swords, the power of heaven and earth was all gathered, and the clothes on his arms were torn apart, and bursts of void trembling were heard.

"Boom!"

With a single slash, the golden rays crossed the sky, covering the light of the entire heaven and earth, and in everyone's eyes, there was only this piercing sword light, as if it wanted to penetrate the heavens and the earth.

The many martial artists who were standing in the air were also frightened, their eyes trembled, and they couldn't take care of it anymore, and even the disciples under their doors no longer paid attention to it, and they sank down one after another.

The sword swept out, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the warriors who couldn't dodge, making them directly spill blood in the air, buried in an abrupt accident, and even the screams didn't have time to come out.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the golden mangdao power went straight into a frenzy.

Behind the sword, there was Mo Yiqian running wildly with a knife, and the fire demons behind him were also constantly gathering might, and the violent waves of flames almost burned the heavens and the earth.

It's just that before he could run closer, he saw the sword power that had not been submerged in the golden mangs shattered violently.

At the same time, a terrible wave poured out of it, like ripples on a calm lake, spreading in all directions.

Almost before Mo Yiqian could react, the frenzy had already come to the front and slammed into his chest, causing him to fly out directly in embarrassment.

The huge flame demon condensed behind it also suddenly shattered, turning into wisps of fire mist and dissipating.

"Old Mo!"

The pupils of the drunken and crazy people trembled, and they hurriedly stepped forward to make a move, gathering terrifying power, and intercepting the strong power that Mo Yiqian's chest was still impacting continuously.

"Poof..."

I saw that Mo Yiqian's face flushed suddenly, and then spit out a mouthful of blood, which eased up slightly.

But he didn't care about his injuries at all, he actually pushed a few drunk people away, stared at the frenzy in the air, and continued to struggle to get up and strike again.

However, the instantaneous strength was too terrifying, which made the breath in Mo Yiqian's body disordered, and his violent anger made his already injured body even worse, and he fell down again

Come.

"I haven't seen Mo Yiqian make a move, and Jun Gongzi has not sent out any orders, and I thought that he was the weakest one in the realm of the Martial Sect of the Other Heavens, but I didn't expect to look away. ”

"That's right, just the power just now, even compared to the four sword masters of the Yue Sword Sect, the one that was slashed, I'm afraid that the four major sword masters will pay a lot of price if they take it. ”

"Don't Tianque is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, it's a pity for Jun Gongzi. ”

"Well, I'm afraid it really won't work this time..."

......

The warriors of the Quartet talked endlessly, some were amazed at Mo Yiqian's strong shot, and some were sad that Jun Yi might be killed.

Similarly, there were also martial artists who kept silent, but their eyes flickered, and they quietly moved away to the side, and the direction they went to was the place where the disciples of the Yue Yue Sword Sect gathered.

The characteristics of the so-called wall grass are now beginning to be revealed.

But they also knew how great the risk was for the reckless team, and even a ninety percent chance of it would not be enough for them to make up their minds before the situation in the frenzy became clear.

The icing on the cake may not get many benefits, but if you make the wrong bet and send the wrong charcoal in the snow, I am afraid that it is not others who are warm, but ignite yourself.

"Hum..."

The frenzied tide trembled in the air, and the dense fog that filled it, under Mo Yiqian's knife, accelerated the speed of dispersion, revealing the scene inside.

Even though everyone was prepared in their hearts, when they saw the situation clearly, they couldn't help but stay where they were, and subconsciously gasped.

"This, how is this possible?"

Some warriors trembled and frightened, unable to believe what they were seeing.

I saw that in the air, Jun Yi and Chaofusheng stood facing each other, and their fists collided, which actually made the purpose of Chaofusheng's punch not succeed.

Not only that, behind Jun Yi, the long sword blade lingered and killed, but it did not fall on Jun Yi's body, but was stopped by a brown ruler.

"You, this, you..."

The pupils condensed, and he couldn't believe the scene in front of him no matter what, his sluggish expression and stiff body made him forget to retreat for a while.

Jun Yi's ability to block the killing game he laid out was enough to shock him, but what shocked him even more was the appearance of Jun Yi now.

The big hands that came out of his palm were all filled with a thick crimson color, and he looked like an angry blood tyrant, including half of his body.

But the other half of Jun Yi's body was dark, and even behind his back, a big hand stretched out, blocking his half-step Martial Emperor's sword power with a huge ruler filled with a barren atmosphere.

The endless desolation spread, as if there was a strange existence, devouring the breath and vitality in the body of the chaotic floating being, so that he finally came to his senses.

"Want to go?"

It's just that before Chaos Fusheng left, Jun Yi smiled hideously, and the other big hand of the body clenched a big fist and slammed into Chaos Fusheng's chest, blasting it out.

At the same time, the big hand behind Jun Yi shook suddenly, and the barren cold breath on the barren ruler poured out, directly shattering the Youran sword.

Then he shook his hand back, and retrieved the ruler from the abruptly stretched out hand, so that the strange third hand also dissipated, and its strange and parted face returned to normal.

But at the same time, Jun Yi's originally hideous face shook suddenly, his face turned pale suddenly, and the aura surging around his body began to become disordered, obviously he had just made a move, which had already brought him to the end of the crossbow.

"Just

What did I see just now? One hand?"

"How could Jun Gongzi have a hand behind his back? and what's going on with that weird yin and yang face?"

"I think it should be a kind of martial art, which can burst out in a short period of time with means far beyond his own strength, so as to be able to turn danger into a disaster, otherwise the move just made by Chaofusheng will definitely kill the prince of Jun. ”

"But what I care about the most is that the huge ruler in his hand can block the sword intent that is close to him, which is really a bit incredible. ”

......

The scene where Jun Yi had just made a move not only made the martial artists watching from all directions curious, but even he himself couldn't help but be deeply amazed, and secretly said that he was lucky.

That third hand was not a martial art, but his ghostly hand.

At the critical moment, Jun Yi had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and remembered the treacherous changes in his dantian now, the three fates are you, you have me, I have you, and the breath is blended, does it mean that you can shoot at the same time with the same two lives?

Such an idea has to be said to be an extremely bold idea, after all, there is a chance to kill people on the side, and the slightest carelessness is an abyss.

If it weren't for the mystery of the ghost tomb, Jun Yi wouldn't dare to try it easily.

Fortunately, he succeeded, as he thought in his heart, the two phases could indeed be shot at the same time, but perhaps because he did not completely complete the breakthrough.

The shots of the two fates can only be half of each, which is why there is a so-called yin and yang face.

Not enough, it also gave birth to a bold idea and idea in Jun Yi's mind, making his own breakthrough path a little brighter.

"Squeak, squeak..."

"You're really... I was pleasantly surprised!"

In the distance, Chao Fusheng looked at the smile on Jun Yi's face, his clenched teeth were almost shattered, and all that appeared on his face was thick ferocity and embarrassment.

His dignified half-step Martial Emperor actually shot with all his might, and he couldn't take a kid from the early stage of the Martial Sect?

What a slap in the face was such an embarrassed appearance? How ridiculous was it? The shame and anger in his heart almost made him lose his mind, and his entire pupils were covered in pitch black, and he couldn't see the slightest emotion.

Jun Yi, who stood in the air, saw this cold gaze, but he also had a little helplessness in his heart.

Because of the shot just now, he has already drained all of him, not to mention resisting, even if he raised his palm, he felt that his arm was about to crack.

"You're powerless, aren't you?"

Chaotic Fusheng stepped out, one step at a time, the void trembled, and the dark pupils were full of indifference, like an abyss, as if they wanted to devour Jun Yi and erase it.

"Hum..."

Without any hesitation, without the slightest bells and whistles, Random Floating just raised his hand slightly, causing a suffocation in the air, and then he shot mercilessly towards Jun Yi, wanting to completely wipe it out.

"Snort, snort..."

It's just that at this moment, there were bursts of wind breaking quickly, and the drunken madness and others actually came out in unison, blocking in front of Jun Yi, wanting to stop the chaos.

But the gap was too big, and before they could even fully stand firm, they were slapped out with a palm and flew straight towards Jun Yi.

Seeing this, Jun Yi sighed in his heart, and now he can only call the ghost tomb mysterious.

As for the Phantom Monkey who took the Chengtian Purple Ice, there is no trace of it now, and it seems that it can't be counted on.

"Boom!"

But almost at the moment when the thought in Jun Yi's mind rose.

The sky was full of wind, and the black clouds were overturning.