Feng Tianzhan shook his right hand, and the soft sword turned into an incomparably hard long sword.

He made a decisive move and grabbed a few sword flowers.

The string of sword flowers pierced by the long sword, like plum blossoms, rushed straight to Mo Che.

Bang!

The long sword was swung away by a cold fleshy palm, and it actually made the sound of gold and iron colliding.

Feng Tianzhan only felt a pain in the palm of his sword, and almost softened.

And Feng Tianzhan quickly appeared in front of Feng Tianzhan, another palm wrapped in ice, and it instantly reached the center of his eyebrows.

Ming Rujing, who was standing behind, changed his face suddenly, and he raised his head and looked at Mo Che like a ghost.

This! How can it be?

This side of the wind Tianzhan slipped under his feet, turned around to avoid it, and suppressed his fear.

With a flick of his wrist, the long sword changed direction and stabbed out, directly using the great killing move of the Fengjia swordsmanship.

A sword light lit up in front of everyone's eyes under the glow of the starlight, and a dreamlike sword shadow flashed.

The "Ding ......" long sword was once again bounced away by Mo Che's right palm, but Mo Che also took three steps back, and the left hand that was about to hit Feng Tianzhan with his palm was withdrawn.

Mo Che didn't expect this person's swordsmanship to be so sharp, his heart was boiling with murderous intent, his face was silent, he flew up decisively, and then continued to palm.

He moved quickly, wearing a moon-white robe fluttering, and his face under the moonlight was crystal warm and warm, like the best white jade.

Holding the cold air in his palms, the power is powerful and the majestic internal strength is blowing towards the wind, the hot spring water splashes are brought up, and the mist is beautiful.

Feng Tianzhan roared lightly: "Look at the sword! ”

He stepped in front of Mo Che, and the sword light flashed.

"Poof!" Unexpectedly, the long sword was actually knocked down into the water by the palm wind, and the sound was clear.

"Bang!" Feng Tianzhan was hit in the chest, he took a step back, his face gloomy, his left hand covering his heart, a trace of blood flowing from his mouth, and his eyes widened.

He really didn't expect that he would be defeated so quickly, Mo Che was expressionless, and squinted at him proudly, but his heart was sweet, and a trace of blood was suppressed by him.

Ming Rujing, who was behind him, touched his right hand into his arms, blushed, gritted his teeth and roared angrily: "Master, he must also be the end of the strong crossbow, everyone go together." ”

The three of them looked at each other.

The Daokong monk used his internal strength to take the lead in slapping out a majestic palm, and that hand seemed to have a fire like the sun.

"King Weibei, come out of your hands!"

The power of his palm accompanied his words, and slammed into Mo Che.

Mo Che made a move almost at the same time as him, but he didn't use the Tianshan Ice Palm, but put the index finger of his right hand close together with his middle finger, and with a slight click, the sword qi at the fingertips rose slightly.

"Bang!"

"Phew!"

Two rings rang out almost simultaneously.

"Bang!" With a bang, there seemed to be a ball of fire on Mo Che's white clothes, and his slender figure flew straight upside down, falling lightly on the water like a floating flower in the air.

"Phew!" When a sound sounded, the palm of Daokong Monk's hand was plated with a layer of golden light, and it hit it hard.

But unexpectedly, a white light appeared in Mo Che's fingertips, and the sword qi penetrated his palm.

Daokong's palm was torn open with a bloody hole, and blood immediately gushed out, and his body froze for a moment, motionless, full of disbelief.

After Kudao came back to his senses, he quickly clicked on several major acupuncture points on his arm to stop the bleeding.

"Nine Heavens Spirit Ice Jade Finger!" The faces of the three of them changed slightly, this is the supreme mastery of the Spirit Ice Palace, how did King Weibei learn it?

"Master of the Sky Path!" Ming Rujing's face was gloomy and he glanced up at Mo Che.

"Senior Brother Feng, you quickly use a drop in the ocean." Ming Rujing roared.