Boundless sword aura ravaged the surroundings.

The ground around was all speckled, devastated to the extreme, the ground was shattered, and the smoke and dust were billowing out, covering the figures of Taishu Zhi and Ye Gucheng, and they could only barely see the outline.

Uncle Tai was knocked upside down by the powerful energy that burst out of the sword qi, his legs slid on the ground, his body couldn't be controlled at all, the smoke sword was inserted into the ground, and with the body sliding, the ground was scratched with deep scratches, and the green robe on his body was cut several times by the sword qi.

The same is true for Ye Gucheng, Junya is no longer there, his body is shocked by the sword qi that erupted, his legs are kicked on the ground, his body is almost parallel to the ground, and sword marks appear on his shoulders, his skin and flesh are rolled, and blood stains his white robe.

At the moment when their bodies were flying upside down, suddenly killing intent rose, and countless longbows came out, followed by arrows raining down, surging towards Ye Gucheng.

Some of the people who watched the battle changed their faces drastically, and they couldn't figure out the situation at all!

At this time, Ye Gucheng's figure was still regressing, uncontrollable, and those arrow rains were like locusts, shooting at his body! The situation is critical, if everyone else has been shot by these arrows.

However, the cold iron long sword in Ye Gucheng's hand suddenly rolled up, bursting out with a cloud of cold light, and a clanging sound of clinking, and those arrows that were shot at him were all knocked out.

Immediately, Ye Gucheng let out a long roar, stomped on the ground, and his body suddenly bounced away with this force, rising in the air, the cold light of the long sword flashed, turning into a green rainbow, and the arrow was reversed.

"I've been waiting for you both to lose, I didn't expect it to be a minor injury, but that's enough. You have an injury to your right shoulder. Your swordsmanship will inevitably be affected. ”

Another figure flew up from the corner of the Forbidden City. The sword is pointed in the air, and the target is Ye Gucheng! This figure with a cyan mask is none other than Gongzi Yu, who has been waiting for a long time.

At this moment, a large number of black-clothed people appeared, holding all kinds of weapons and killing the Jianghu people watching the battle, and the shouts of killing filled the sky.

Uncle Tai was constantly flying back, the scene suddenly changed, and he slapped the ground suddenly. The body flipped to stop the body, and just after his feet were fixed on the ground, a sudden change occurred.

"Hahahaha...... Uncle Tai couldn't imagine that you didn't die under Ye Gucheng's sword, and you still fought equally, but your current opponent is me, whether you can survive or not, it is your creation! ”

A loud laugh came, and a fat monk strode towards Uncle Tai, with a thick Buddha bead hanging around his neck, and his footsteps rattled on the ground. The ground trembled three times with each foot, leaving deep footprints wherever they went.

If it's not a Shaolin monk, who else can there be an honest monk. The honest monk went straight to Uncle Tai, and every step was magnificent, like a locomotive.

And at this moment, another person in the corner rushed over and went straight to Uncle Tai, this person was a beautiful woman, extremely beautiful, fluttering in white, her skin was bounced and broken, and she was as beautiful as a fairy.

The delicate body floated in the air, a pair of silk embroidery mopped the floor, and the fragrance was elegant.

She is the heart of the bright moon.

Uncle Tai's face changed and became dignified, because he had to be dignified, just now he was fighting with Ye Gucheng, and half of the internal qi in his body had been consumed, after all, he was still at the peak of the day after tomorrow, and he had not reached the innate realm, and it would take time to recover his internal qi.

And Lu Xiaofeng's face next to him also changed, the current situation is obviously a game arranged by the opponent, in order to kill Ye Gucheng and Uncle Tai, even with the masters of the rivers and lakes.

The energy on his body was rolling, and Lu Xiaofeng had already made preparations to make a move at any time.

The same is true of the flower building next to it, the pale yellow brocade robe, no wind is automatic, and the posture on the body is adjusted to the best state.

After the honest monk stepped out of twenty-five steps, he stomped on the ground suddenly, like a leopard rushed up, a palm slapped out, the wind whistled, whining, as if the momentum of overwhelming the mountains and the sea, it is one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple, the precept institute studied a pat and two scattered palms, the so-called "two scattered", refers to the slap on the stone, the stone chips are four "scattered", patted on the human body, and the soul is "scattered".

This palm is fierce and magnificent!

The whining sound of breaking the air made Uncle Tai's black hair fly, but his face was not afraid, and he took a breath raw, like a long whale sucking water.

"Ahh

A long roar that shook the sky came out, and the "Ghost Hell Yin Wind Roar" was unleashed, like a hell ghost roar, the Yin Wind gusted, making people shudder, and a transparent ripple Qi appeared from Uncle Tai's mouth, and then rapidly expanded.

The stone slab on the ground was swept away by the shock wave and swept towards the honest monk.

Like the ripples of the substance, the tiles are all shattered, and now the ripples and the air are directly shaken out, the roof collapses, and those tiles are affected by the ripples in front of the uncle, and they are swept away towards the honest monk.

"Hmmm......"

The honest monk was affected by the roar of the yin wind of this ghost prison, his face changed greatly, his body trembled, and his palms immediately stagnated, and his power disappeared a lot.

At this time, the long howl disappeared, and Uncle Tai's big sword suddenly fell to the ground, and then pushed forward with both palms, as if pushing the mountain, the strong wind was whistling, and there was a faint sound of dragon roaring, which was the shock of the eighteen palms of the dragon!

"Peng!"

The waves of qi rolled, and the honest monk was first shocked by the roar of the ghost prison yin wind, and then the shock of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending for a hundred miles, under the double attack, soaring, and his body took five or six steps back.

Just these five or six steps just gave Uncle Tai a chance to breathe.

He held his hands in his arms, his momentum was fierce, and he stood next to the Yanwei sword with a big grin, with a look of contempt, looking at the honest monk who retreated, and the bright moon heart in white clothes who did not come forward to attack.

Although he is very arrogant, only he understands that he is making empty plans, he is trying to seize the time to recover his internal qi, and a tough battle is waiting for him.

Sure enough, the honest monk and Ming Yuexin were shocked by Uncle Tai's fierce momentum, and they did not step forward easily, but the two of them glanced at each other, faintly becoming a pincer.

And Uncle Tai took advantage of this opportunity to secretly run the Xuantian Weak Water Sword Qi and began to recover his internal qi.

Gongzi Yu's figure is now erratic, sword after sword, and the sword shadow is heavy, enveloping Ye Gucheng's body. His sword may not be as fast as Ye Gucheng, and it is not as strange as Ximen blowing snow, but it is strange and difficult to guard, and it is extremely tight, like a big river in the Yangtze River.

Ye Gucheng's right shoulder was injured, and it was inconvenient to use the sword, which was affected, coupled with the fact that he fought with Uncle Tai with all his strength, and his true qi was consumed, so although his swordsmanship looked extremely sharp, he was a little at a disadvantage for a while.

However, Ye Gucheng was on the defensive at the moment, guarding like an iron bucket, water could not be splashed, and Gongziyu's offensive was completely ineffective. (To be continued.) )