"Ruoli—" Kitakura Jing also seemed to sense the aura of danger, and stopped in his footsteps and said in a low voice.

"Beauty, one emperor-level third-order, two emperor-level second-order, which one do you choose?" Nangong Ruoli said in a low voice.

At the same time, the three black-clothed men also appeared from the woods, and their eyes were full of surprise and looked at Nangong Ruoli.

"Boy, how do you know?" The black-clothed leader glanced at the two of them with a flickering eye, and when he was far away, he knew the strength of the two of them.

Beicang Jing is an emperor-level third-order cultivator, but the kid named Nangong Ruoli doesn't even have a trace of cultivation fluctuations.

If it weren't for the special orders of the lord, this kid should not be underestimated, and the skill of flying knives in one hand is superb, and the black-clothed leader probably won't care about Nangong Ruoli at all.

"Stupid one, how can you understand the methods of this genius young master, guess for yourself!" Nangong Ruoli said with a smile.

Beicang Jing couldn't help but smile slightly, and took this opportunity to whisper: "Leave this guy to me!"

"Stinky boy, what are you talking about? Look for death—" The black-clothed leader shouted angrily, and his figure suddenly rushed in, and he was the first to strike.

Bending his fingers into claws, the wind howled, and the sharp claws passed out through his arms, spreading to the tips of his fingers.

Just in front of his palm, a black paw print phantom flickered out, directly covering the top of Nangong Ruoli's head.

"Your opponent is me!" Beicang Jingjiao snorted, and a lower grade spirit weapon long sword appeared in his hand, directly conjuring thousands of sharp sword shadows.

The sword shadows are dense, if it weren't for the fear of shocking the world, if Beicang Jing directly used the top-level spiritual weapon, the black-clothed leader would probably be seriously injured in this move.

The heavy sword shadow directly cut the phantom of the claw to pieces, and the residual momentum did not fade, and continued to cut towards the black-clothed leader!

"Hmph!" the black-clothed leader snorted coldly, flipped his palm, and slammed it downward, directly shooting all the sword shadows away.

"Old, second, third, you guys, catch that kid first, this woman is not easy to deal with!" After the black-clothed leader smashed Beicang Jing's sword qi, he took advantage of this gap to speak to the two black-clothed men behind him.

"Haha, boy, surrender obediently! If you provoke the Lord, you won't have a good result!" The old man and the second looked at Nangong Ruoli as if they were looking at a lamb to be slaughtered.

Nangong Ruoli still had that signature evil smile on the corner of his mouth, without the slightest annoyance, and said: "That guy Wuyang's mind is delicate, we are trapped in the Chaos Realm, and we don't let go of this ray of vitality, and we sent you here to keep an eye on it, but he missed a point, that is, my spiritual sense, with your cultivation, you can't hide my spiritual sense at all! I said all this, do you understand?"

The third laughed and said: "Pretend to be calm, your flying knife skills may be powerful, but the horror of the emperor-level master is not something you can imagine, just with that useless flying knife, you can't hurt us, boy, talking so much nonsense, is it to delay time? beg me, I will give you this opportunity!"

Nangong Ruoli couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Say that you are stupid, and you still don't admit it, okay, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, just leave it for me!"

In the palm of the hand, two snow-white inch flying knives slowly emerged, dripping and rotating in the palm of the palm, the momentum and breath condensed but did not disperse, did not emit a single cent, and completely integrated into the flying knife in the palm.

"Looking for death, what kind of storm can be set off by two broken flying knives, I will let you know that the gap in the realm is not something that skills can make up!"

Countless rays of light burst out, the fist wind rippled, and the waves rushed towards Nangong Ruoli!

"Nangong Flying Knife, there is no false hair!" Nangong Ruoli shouted, and the two flying knives in his palm shot out at the same time, like two bright meteors piercing the sky.

Until the third brother punched, the black-clothed old man and the second man still stood there with their arms crossed, as if everything was already doomed, and he didn't want to make a move.

However, at the moment when Nangong Ruoli shot out from the flying knife, the old man in black and the second man regretted it, because the aura contained in the flying knife was like lightning that shattered the void, exuding an indestructible sharp aura.

This terrifying aura is not at all something that a person without a trace of cultivation can emit!

"Ahh

"Boy, pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger-" The third child's angry roar came, but fortunately he reacted in time, and his body moved slightly by half a point at the last moment, avoiding the vital point, otherwise he would have lost his life this time.

Nangong Ruoli sneered: "I've never mixed pigs, and you're not a tiger, just a group of kittens!" The palm moved again, and the dazzling white mang flew out of his hand again.

At this time, the black-clothed third man was directly pierced through two blood holes in his chest by Nangong Ruoli's flying knife, and the qi and blood around his body were also severely damaged, and the powerful knife strength and his meridians were also damaged a lot.

Now seeing Nangong Ruoli flying knife shooting again, he wanted to wave his hand to resist, but he felt that the meridians were numb, but he fell weakly!

"Dare!" The old man in black and the second shouted loudly, and a long knife was sacrificed, and the knife was rolling, accurately slashing at Nangong Ruoli's flying knife.

"I had expected you to have such a hand!" Nangong Ruoli smiled, and the dagger that was half-shot suddenly changed direction, directly bypassing the knife of the old man and the second in black, and instantly pierced the eyebrows of the third in black.

"What?" Looking at the unwilling eyes of the third man in black, the old man in black and the second man trembled in their hearts, and their faces were also violently distorted!

"Boy, you dare to provoke anyone who kills, you must die today!" shouted the old man in black and the second hiss.

At the same time, the black-clothed leader who was fighting fiercely with Beicang Jing also saw the black-clothed third man who fell to the ground and died, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

I have long heard the Lord Wuyang say that Nangong Ruoli's one-handed flying knife technique is not simple, and you must be careful, which is also the reason why the three of them have been following the two of them far behind, and they have not directly come out to kill.

But he never expected that Nangong Ruoli's flying knife would be so fierce, and it would defeat the third elder of the emperor-level second-order cultivator in one move, how terrifying it was.

The flying knives that shot out were not actual weapons at all, but were condensed from true qi! This was not at all something that a kid without the slightest cultivation could do.

The black-clothed leader had already retreated at this time, and Beicang Jing on the opposite side also brought him huge pressure, especially the sword in his hand, which seemed to be of the same quality as Wuyang's sword, and both belonged to the category of immortal soldiers.

The sword mangs directly covered themselves in it, forcing themselves to be very embarrassed, and hurriedly collected their minds at the moment, not daring to have the slightest carelessness, and the battle of masters is often won between one move.

And the old man in black and the second one saw that the third child behind him was killed, his eyes turned red, and he slashed at it with a knife, the speed was extremely fast, and it was forced to within two zhang in an instant.

At such a close distance, it may be too late to send out a flying knife, but Nangong Ruoli's most powerful attack method is not a flying knife, but a hand-to-hand combat.

Looking at the black-clothed old man and the second who rushed over, Nangong Ruoli sneered, the fist wind moved, the qi walked lightly, and the fist shadow became fluttering, and the ancient martial arts Arhat fist immediately came out!

Luohan boxing, passed from Shaolin, although the road to Gangyang, but not only to win the enemy with hard boxing, boxing focuses on advancing and retreating quickly, plus rushing. Circle, hang, kick, bounce, hook, split, etc., the attack and defense are flexible, not only so that the opponent does not attack, but also can quickly counterattack, so that the opponent is caught off guard.

Now that Nangong Ruoli is carrying the Heavenly Rebellion True Qi, the Five Elements Water Attribute True Qi is infused into it, supplemented by the indestructible metallic True Qi, which has increased its power several times.

The black-clothed old man and Er He had seen such a subtle boxing technique, and they were directly shrouded in thousands of fist shadows, although they had a sharp weapon in their hands, they could not exert their strong power, and they were very cowardly.

"Ahh

In this way, to get rid of Nangong Ruoli's continuous fist strength, the calculation is extremely clever and bold.

For a while, the knife waves were churning, and the dazzling sword suddenly exploded in front of Nangong Ruoli's body!