In the crowd, two people rushed out and rushed straight to Ye Gucheng.

One man and one woman, the male is a young swordsman in his twenties, Gu Feiyun, the heir to the mantle of Bashan swordsmant, and the female is a beautiful woman in her thirties, Liu Qingqing, a Huainan woman. Both of these people are masters of the Ghost Mountain Villa created by the Mudao people.

At this moment, they suddenly appeared to assist Gongziyu in fighting Ye Gucheng and Lu Xiaofeng, and for a while, the situation that Gongziyu was at a disadvantage began to reverse.

On the other side, the other masters of the Ghost Mountain Villa also rushed out and quickly rushed towards Uncle Tai, but as soon as he was halfway through, he was stopped by a white-clothed and graceful Gongsun Lan with two broken swords, and a team of female swordsmen with a fragrant fragrance.

At this moment, several parties have exhausted.

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Uncle Tai's heart sank slightly, although he estimated the strength of the Mudao people, he still estimated it low.

The swordsmanship of the Mu Dao man was strange and difficult to find, and the blue long sword in his hand turned into cold light, and his speed was even faster.

So fast!

The internal qi continued to operate, and the clear light in his eyes flickered, but Taishu Zhi still had difficulty keeping up with the rhythm, and could only see the tip of the sword constantly enlarging in his eyes, and he saw the coldness in the eyes of the Mu Dao people, which was the coldness of ignoring life.

I didn't have time to think about it, the Nine Dragons Lion Gong was running rapidly, the blue light was shining, and it was running to the extreme, and there was a faint green dragon walking up and down the body.

"Boom!" The sound of metal rubbing sounded, this sword uncle had no way to dodge, but the Mu Dao people had no way to break his Nine Dragon Lion Skill!

His forehead was covered with a layer of cold sweat, and just now he felt the fear of death that he hadn't felt in a long time.

"Nine Dragons Lion Gong! Evil obstacles, the Wudang Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was in great trouble that day. Sure enough, it's about you! ”

The Mudao people were furious. He could see at a glance that the other party was using the Wudang Zhenshan Body Protection Exercise "Nine Dragon Lion Gong". This is the green dragon ripple that can only appear when it is practiced to Dacheng.

Damn! Fortunately, I worked hard to run Wudang, and it became prosperous from a somewhat decadent state.

But......

But overnight, it reached the point of poverty, and many of Wudang's cheats were stolen!

Since then, Wudang has been ridiculed by the people of the rivers and lakes, and his status has plummeted since then!

"Boy, give me death!"

Although the Mudao people were furious, they knew that the lion was still fighting the rabbit with all his strength. He put away the disdain on his face, revealing a solemn expression, he wanted to slowly play Uncle Tai to death!

"I want Uncle Tai's life, old thing, have you asked me!"

A cold snort suddenly interjected, and it entered the ears of Mu Daoren and Uncle Tai, and Uncle Tai's face was happy, knowing who was coming.

A figure came from the sky, one person and one sword, it was Dugu Yihe, the head of the Emei faction. He hid for half a day. I originally wanted to wait for the opportunity, but from the appearance of this wooden road man to the present. Not a single chance. Now I have to come out hard.

Although Uncle Tai can block the sword of the Mu Dao man, the swordsmanship of this Mu Dao man is simply unfathomable, turning decay into magic. Even Dugu Yihe is a little out of reach, and I don't know how many times Uncle Tai can block it.

Sell!

At this moment, Dugu Yihe no longer hesitated, the long sword in his hand trembled, the cold light flickered, and attacked the wooden road man.

The uncle next to him took a deep breath, retreated to the side with the smoke sword, and began to seize the time to recover his internal qi.

Dugu Yihe's swordsmanship is silky and soft, not fast, but one move after another, clean and neat, but the swordsmanship of the Mudao people is superb, and it is always one point faster than Dugu Yihe.

Uncle Tai hurriedly recovered his internal qi and stood aside ready to shoot at any time.

Dugu Yihe and the Mudao people fought more than 20 swords in a row, with fast fighting, the Mudao people's face was at ease, the blue long sword changed at will, and the angle reached the peak in seconds, and it was easy to get it.

Uncle Tai watched from the sidelines, knowing that Dugu Yihe would be injured after a while, and the difference in their swordsmanship was really not a grade.

The heart of the Nine Dragons Lion Gong slowly moved, Uncle Tai's eyes flowed, and he began to prepare to cut into the battle at any time, this wooden Taoist has deep internal strength, and his swordsmanship is extremely high, at the beginning, Ximen Blowing Snow was not as good as him, and now it seems that Ximen Blowing Snow is really a big truth.

The swordsmanship of the wooden road people is too high.

The Ghost Hell Yin Wind Roar is a means of group attack, and it can't be used at all now, and once it is cast, it will be affected.

"I wanted to never use the secret technique of "Rebirth from the Fire", but I didn't expect to use it now."

Uncle Tai couldn't control so much, so he burst into tears and carried out the mental method of rebirth from the fire.

"Snort!"

Streams of blood-colored mist continued to erupt from Uncle Tai's body, these blood mist gradually dissipated, and in just a short period of familiarity, Uncle Tai's eyes were glowing with cold light, his breath changed greatly, and his momentum skyrocketed, he felt that the blood veins in his body were constantly burning, and the internal qi in his body was constantly growing again.

He even felt that his pores were unexpectedly stretched, and the slightest air flow came from all directions, drilling into his body from his pores, and his internal qi had reached an endless level.

His muscles were more condensed.

At this moment, he felt that he could not exhaust his strength.

Uncle Tai quickly cut into their battle with the big sword in his hand, facing the wooden road man, the big sword slammed out, without any fancies, the power was incredible, the big sword passed over, and the sound of breaking the air was very harsh.

This sword is too fast, so fast that it is more than twice the original, and the wooden road people were startled, and the sword light flashed, and after forcing back Dugu Yihe, the long sword instantly turned around and crossed his chest.

The smoke twilight sword slashed at the sword surface, and the powerful force suddenly turned the azure long sword into an arc, and the wooden Dao man couldn't help but take a step back.

Mu Dao people can't retreat, he knows that once he retreats, he will face continuous attacks, he is shocked and angry in his heart, he doesn't understand why Uncle Tai's strength has increased so much in a short period of time.

Immediately, he didn't dare to slack off, and the internal force continued to instill the long sword, and the blue long sword was gradually straightened.

Uncle Tai's eyes were full of murderous intent, his strength was now greatly increased, and he was unwilling to let go of this opportunity, so he shouted violently, and the strength of the sword became stronger.

"Rub Rub"

The Mudao people were shocked by this sword and retreated more than ten steps in a row, and every time they took a step back, the ground would leave deep footprints!

"What a force!"

The barrel mouth of the wooden dao man contracted instantly, and the other party's sword was like a thousand mountains overlapping, and he was very familiar with this power technique.

"Boy, take your life!"

It's another Wudang stunt, you deceive people too much!

An unprecedented anger surged into his heart, and Mu Daoren's body straightened, stopped retreating, and pointed at Uncle Tai from afar, and a sword attacked.

The sword wind roared, Uncle Tai's face was calm, the opponent's swordsmanship was too fast, even if the strength suddenly skyrocketed, it was a little unable to keep up with the speed, and the twilight sword danced wildly.

The opponent's swordsmanship is fast and strange, the angle is tricky, now his way of playing chess is no longer useful, the difference in strength is too big, he suspects that one foot of the wooden road man has stepped into the congenital, and the other foot is the day after tomorrow, and the opponent's internal qi has not been exhausted.

The two swords fought, and the Yanhui Great Sword only blocked ten swords, and eight swords were not blocked, his arms, legs, neck, and chest were all stabbed, and red marks appeared, but the flesh was not broken.

"What a fast sword!"

For the fight between the two, Dugu Yihe saw it in his eyes, and he was a little difficult to accept, how could this Mudao person be so strong! (To be continued.) )