"Hurry back!"

Yi Jifeng shouted, his figure jumped up in the air violently, and under his feet, a heaven-shattering thunder buried in the soil suddenly exploded.

As soon as the fire flickered, there was a loud bang, and the dirt and fine sand splashed in all directions like rain.

Although Yi Jifeng moved quickly, he was still hit by the shock wave generated by the earth-shaking thunder explosion, flew upside down seven or eight meters and fell to the ground, his steps staggered for a while, his face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He forcibly suppressed the injuries in his body and reminded: "Be careful, there is an ambush." ”

Taixuzi and Zhang Junbao all took a few steps back, concentrating on vigilance, pulling out their long swords and carefully looking at the surrounding environment.

Crash Crash!

The next moment, the bowstring shook, and a rain of arrows suddenly flew out of the grass on both sides of the forest, shooting towards everyone.

Choke!

Jiang Yi pulled out the black feather and slashed with a swing of the knife, and a magnificent sword qi pierced the sky, wrapped in violent energy, cutting off most of the arrows in the air.

Zhang Junbao and Yi Jifeng also jumped in front of Taixuzi and the others, and each used their own means to knock the remaining arrows away.

Without waiting for everyone to breathe, several ignited fuses shook the thunder roared, piercing the sky and smashing into several people.

Boom.

Yi Jifeng gathered his internal force, swung his long sword, and slashed out several sword qi in the air, hitting several earth-shattering thunderbolts.

Jiang Yi also popped out a few finger forces, knocking the remaining earth-shattering lightning away.

Taixuzi and a few disciples hid behind, watching the two of them show great power, and just applauded loudly.

Wow.

Seeing that the two rounds of sneak attacks failed to work, more than 20 young men dressed in black and wearing black turbans suddenly burst out of the grass on both sides, all of them with sturdy figures, fierce eyes, and bright steel knives in their hands.

This group of people are all black dead soldiers under Zhang Qiqiao.

"Kill!"

The black dead soldiers shouted in unison, and rushed towards Jiang Yi and the others with a steel knife, murderous.

Among them, three black dead soldiers with red eyes kicked under their feet, like three vicious wolves pounced on Jiang Yi, with fierce and fierce momentum.

Jiang Yi is proficient in medicine, and as soon as he looks at the state of the three of them, he knows that they must have taken some kind of drug, which has triggered the potential in the body, causing his strength to skyrocket, and he is not afraid of death.

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

These three black dead soldiers danced with a deep cold sword light, forming a combined attack and slashing at Jiang Yi's three vital points.

The black feather knife in Jiang Yi's hand shook slightly, turned into three black lights, and slashed out, and greeted him.

Clang!

Three sounds of gold and iron rang out at the same time, and sparks burst out.

Although the strength of the three Black Death Swords was amazing, it was far from enough to look at Jiang Yi, and they were beaten back a few steps.

One of them tore open even more, and red blood flowed out, but his expression remained unchanged at all, as if he couldn't notice the pain in his hand.

With a kick on their feet, the three of them pounced again, like machines that only knew how to kill, without the slightest emotion.

On the other side, five or six black dead men surrounded Yi Jifeng, and among them, there were also two masters who had taken the secret medicine to stimulate their potential, and their strength skyrocketed, and their eyes glowed red.

Taixuzi and Zhang Junbao dealt with the remaining more than ten black dead soldiers.

Several disciples of Taixuzi have only practiced some simple fists and kicks, and their martial arts are extremely poor, and they are not opponents at all against this group of well-cultivated dead soldiers, and they are beaten to the ground.

Fortunately, Taixuzi and Zhang Junbao still have some strength and can take care of them, so as not to let them die.

Jiang Yi looked at the three people who were not afraid to swing the knife again, his brows furrowed slightly, and his body suddenly entered, and he drilled into the gap of the knife light at an incredible angle.

Then the black sword light flashed away, like a shocking sky, slashing out at a subtle angle.

Poof!

A black dead soldier was instantly beheaded by the light of the sword, and his head rolled to the ground, blood like a pillar, rising to the sky.

The black sword light did not stop, and it slashed in an arc and slashed at the arm of another black slayer who held the knife.

The sharp light of the knife easily cut through the muscular knotted arm.

Then, a severed arm clutched the steel knife and flew into the air.

Jiang Yi's figure suddenly retreated, and the black feather knife slashed backhand, and the knife qi shot out, sinking into the chest of the black dead man behind him.

Burst.

With a muffled sound, a fist-sized hole was opened in the chest of the black dead soldier by the sword qi, and the front and back were transparent.

There were two thuds, and the two black dead men with severed heads and broken chests fell straight to the ground.

Without waiting for Jiang Yi to breathe, the black dead man with the broken arm had a stiff face and no expression, as if he couldn't feel the pain of his broken arm at all, he rushed to Jiang Yi's side with a progress, raised his left hand and struck it out.

Call!

The iron fist broke through the air, and the wind howled.

It's a pity that the three of them can't compete with Jiang Yi when they join forces, and now there is only one person left, let alone Jiang Yi's logarithm.

Jiang Yi waved his hand, and the latter came first, and the black knife light was like water, and the black light flashed, sweeping over the neck of the black dead.

At this moment, the pink petals in the sky fell silently from the sky, and a faint fragrance wafted in the air, confusing people's ears and eyes.

A slender whip shadow flashed on the ground, flew out of the petals, like a long snake, silently wrapped around Jiang Yi's neck.

The timing of the sneak attack chosen by the comer was very ingenious, and it was just when Jiang Yi's sword momentum was about to be exhausted.

"Matchmaker!"

Jiang Yi recognized the identity of the sneak attacker, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and the long knife in his hand forcibly changed his moves, facing the long whip, and slashed away.

It's just that this knife is a temporary change, and the power is inevitably a little insufficient.

"Dang!"

The long whip was extremely tough, and it was wrapped in a strange feminine force, and when it collided with the blade, it gave birth to a bouncy force, shaking the long knife open with a crisp sound.

Then, an incomparably cold palm power suddenly broke through the air and hit Jiang Yi's ribs.

It is the matchmaker's famous stunt: the cold ice palm.

This palm technique is extremely powerful, once it is hit, the cold internal strength will be entrenched in the body like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and it cannot be eliminated, Qin Sirong once had a palm in the original plot, if there is no spiritual water treatment from Yi Tianxing and the Famous Sword Villa, she will not escape death.

In the face of this palm, Jiang Yi didn't dare to underestimate it, his feet slipped, his body seemed to fall, his upper body leaned back violently, and his body bent into an arch bridge.

The long knife in his right hand slammed into the ground behind him, as if to stabilize his fallen body with the blade.

Poof.

The sharp blade of the Black Feather Knife sank nearly a foot into the ground.

Yes!

There was a faint scream beneath the ground.

Then the soil layer on the ground tumbled and surged, pushing out more than ten meters away like a wave, and with a bang, the blood slave broke out of the ground.

It's just that his right arm is empty, because he was cut off by Jiang Yi just now.

Jiang Yi turned over and stood still, flicked the blood on the knife, and sneered:

"If you want to sneak up on me, you're a little bit off the fire."

Since he practiced ten steps and one kill, his perception has reached the realm of subtlety, and any wind and grass within a radius of more than ten meters cannot escape his perception.

And he himself can rob the tomb centipede, and the slightest movement in the ground can make him sense that something is wrong.

The blood slave just wanted to sneak up on him underground, but he had the wrong idea, and he took the opportunity to break an arm.

The blood slave's already white face became more and more pale, and his vicious eyes stared at Jiang Yi, as if he was going to bite a few bites of flesh from him, and squeezed out a few cold words from between his teeth:

"I'm going to suck your blood off today."

"I don't know if you're alive or dead, it's a question of whether you can get out of here alive today."

Jiang Yi just sneered. His hand gripping the hilt of the knife tightened, and a cold murderous aura spread, enveloping his radius of four or five feet.

The Blood Slave only felt a cold aura hit his heart, and the air around him suddenly became heavy and viscous, making him suffocate for a while. It was as if he had fallen into a pool of water, and the pressure around him was so strong that his every move was extremely laborious.

The cold, the heavy, the dead silence enveloped him, dragging him into the deep, dark depths of the pool.

The next moment, a black sword light burst into the air like lightning.

Phew!

A sharp and piercing roar followed the light of the sword.

There was a trace of horror in the blood slave's eyes, and he desperately urged his internal force, struggling to raise the iron claw of his left hand, trying to stop Jiang Yi's lightning sword.

Just as he was able to raise his iron claws, the sword light arrived.

Collapse!

The hard iron claws were cut off by the sharp blade, and the fracture was as smooth as a mirror.

Then the speed of the black sword light did not decrease at all, and suddenly it disappeared into the depths of the blood slave's eyes.

Burst!

The back of the blood slave's head exploded with a bang, and the sword qi wrapped in flesh and blood, turning into blood lines and bursting out.