Seeing that the person who came was Luo Jingchong, the two disciples sitting on the side came forward leisurely.

"I told you to stop. Murong Xing looked at this tragic scene and said coldly.

"Why? You are a disciple of the Cold Light Sword Pavilion, or is this little slut having an affair with you?" the corners of Iwamiya's mouth raised slightly, and he could see the appearance of several people with a slight sweep.

"Six-trick martial artist?

I saw him smile at the young sword cultivator on the side and said, "We are really fortunate to be able to see the true legend of the Pavilion Master of the Cold Light Pavilion. ”

The falling winter was also curious, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Yan Wuyi still had a calm face, but his heart was full of turmoil, and the scene in front of him was really a bit miserable, so he secretly raised his strength and responded arrogantly to the provocative gaze of the three of them.

"Ah......h

The two sides of the sword crossbow were drawn, but Iwamiya did not let go of the girl under his feet, but stepped on it more cruelly, and the pain made Shuang'er almost faint.

"Look for a fight. ”

Seeing that he didn't stop, Murong Xing glanced at Luo Jingchong, and then condensed his spiritual power and flew away and kicked it.

The body is like a bird, and the strength is terrifying.

Impressively, a thousand fierce momentum was accumulated, like iron sand overturning, and the heavy momentum was steep.

The danger came in an instant, Yan Gong's face turned dark, and two majestic black rays rose from his palms, and when the spiritual breath exploded, he struck Murong Xing's legs.

"Boom!"

The sound of madness suddenly started, and both of them took five steps back, both of them showing solemnity.

This side of Luo Jingchong gathered momentum and straightened his hair, and stepped forward to protect the frost.

"Boom!"

Seeing that the sharp claw was about to touch Frost'er's body, a long sword suddenly blocked, colliding with the churning falling scene.

The two potentials exploded, and the sword qi rippled out.

"Young Master Jing Chong, does he want to be a light girl?"

Holding the sword to block the mizi from the phantom body, the speed of his sword is also extremely fast, and the instant exchange of blows retreats.

"A litter of dogs. Luo Jingchong scolded disdainfully.

"A few masters dissipate their anger...... "The middle-aged manager Wang looked bitter, he never thought that these young people would make a big move if they disagreed, if the clan blamed him, he would not be able to get rid of it.

Thinking of a mere maid, Iwamiya, who provoked the most difficult to serve, was asking for himself, and it was just a matter of letting the family teach him a lesson to dispel his anger, but now that there were four more ruthless stubbles, he didn't know how to end it for a while.

"Shut up. Luo Jing rushed back and slammed his head at him.

The chief manager of the king has always been afraid of things, and when he saw his fierce eyes, he hurriedly retreated, and ordered his subordinates to hurry up and come to the master of the Qing Building.

These two parties are both disciples of the Sword Pavilion with extraordinary status, and if they are not handled carefully, I am afraid that they will damage the interests of the restaurant.

"Fuck your shit, rat-like thing. ”

Luo Jingchong scolded angrily, Yihe failed to save Shuang'er, and the two of them rose together.

One person flew to grab the throat and went straight to the rock palace, and one person shook the sword in his hand and slashed the whole of the rice with a sword.

And Yan Wuyi and Tang Li stared closely at Luodong, who had not yet made a move.

Among the three opponents, only the falling winter is deeply hidden, and the breath is the deepest.

"Disciples of the fallen family can't fight privately in the clan, friend, you have violated the clan rules, but you will be whipped. The evil charm of Falling Winter smiled, his eyes turned and looked directly at Yan Wuyi, thinking that the young man must be the true legend of the Hanguang Pavilion Master who has been known to everyone recently.

"The clan rules also stipulate that disciples need to follow the morality of martial arts and have a heart on the right path, and we are not a reasonable move to stop the three from bullying the weak and bullying women, isn't it also a reasonable move to defend the right path?" Yan Wuyi smiled coldly, the spiritual power in the six orifices was about to move, and there was an inexplicable battle intent rising.

"People always have to pay for their actions, this is common sense, Brother Yan will not be ignorant. Luo Dong licked his lips, quite bloodthirsty, and then said:

"Luo is very curious, how can a mere maid be worth the two of them to come forward to rescue?"

At this time, the other four people fought inextricably, Luojing Chong's sword qi was swift, the small pavilion that was split collapsed and shattered, and the moves were ruthless and accurate, but Mizi was not good at stubble, and there was a big Luo sword momentum, and the battle was inextricable in this small space.

Murong Xing's leg momentum was also tyrannical, and when the wind was howling, he connected ten styles, and the Yan Palace, who was holding Shuang'er's long hair, burst back.

"I just don't like you. ”

Yan Wuyi smiled domineeringly, his whole body was full of energy, his blue eyes showed fierceness, and both of them were probing each other's details.

Although this Luodong is only a branch of the Luojia family, his qualifications are excellent, but at the age of eighteen, he is in the realm of Heavenly Vein Yinghe, and he is the seventh-ranked disciple of the inner gate of the Fuxian Palace.

"Old Don, go and save her. ”

Hearing Yan Wuyi's calm and domineering words, Tang Li felt helpless, thinking that although Yan Wuyi was calm and low-key, he was also extremely young and vigorous, so he nodded and stepped forward with a smile.

Three or two steps forward, momentum like a tiger.

Before everyone could see Tang Li's figure clearly, the terrifying sword move had already pointed towards Iwamiya's left arm.

The Heavenly Vein Spirit Momentum waved, and the sword aura of the Long River was vigorous, making the Yan Palace like a great enemy, one Murong Xing was enough for him, and there was also a cold light true legend, how could he withstand it.

Iwamiya walked sideways, and in order to protect his arm from the sword, he had to let go of the long hair he was pulling in his hand.

"Stop him. He looked unwilling and shouted towards Falling Winter.

"Bang!"

The sword wiped his clothes and walked away, and the blood stains were slightly exposed.

Tang Li forced him away with a sword, and Murong Xing was also pressing, and he smashed straight into the Rock Palace.

Shuang'er couldn't bear to look at it directly, Tang Li turned over and jumped, the spirit sword in his hand rolled the gauze curtain to wrap her, and he was about to bring it back.

"Do it!" Iwamiya frowned, but he saw that the falling winter veins had not moved, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Yan Wuyi also did not move, the eyes of the two met, and their ruthlessness was gone.

I don't know that I can't beat the young man in blue in front of me, but I have to stand up and don't let others look down on him.

When Tang Li rescued Shuang'er, Luodong couldn't help but move after all.

The simple palm momentum was as sharp as a sword, and it drew an explosive flying light, and it blasted away.

"Woohoo!"

As soon as the battle momentum was touched, the energy that Yan Wuyi had already urged burst out decisively from his palm.

A piercing cloud smashed straight into the palm, and a tumbling roll killed its figure.

"Huh......" two explosions came out one after another, and the helpless onlookers Wang and others retreated in panic, watching the two momentum explode on the spot.

"Huh?"

Yan Wuyi was shocked, the momentum that smashed directly into the palm condensed half of his power, and it was scattered when he was overwhelmed, but the energy that killed Luo Dong's body roared into the air, and he didn't even touch a single hair.

When Luodong's figure was revealed, he was already less than a palm away from Tang Li, only to see him twist his neck and make a bone sound.

There was a trace of thunder and lightning in this person's hand, which was constantly intertwined in his hands, and then his eyes were full of blood, and he blatantly performed some kind of strange technique.

The claws like withered bamboos carried terrifying thunder power and pounced fiercely, and a white giant claw burst out of the void, grabbing the top of Tang Li's head.

"Be careful. ”

Yan Wuyi snorted coldly, and then rose violently.

The qi in the body floats, and as the meridians go straight to the legs, the cold electricity strikes, and the thunder gathers.

In an instant, he deceived himself and left, and the afterimage flew away, and Luo Dong never thought that Yan Wuyi would react so quickly, and the white giant claws were suddenly collided with by him, and the clouds of spiritual mist were swirling.

At this time, Tang Li also gathered his sword momentum, and if the sword qi of the wind and clouds was stimulated from the spirit sword in his hand, it would directly shake the falling winter ten steps away.

The two cooperate seamlessly, and the tacit understanding is natural.

"To be able to reverberate so quickly, he is worthy of being a person who can live from the claws of ghosts. Luo Dong's eyes were solemn, and he didn't step forward to fight again for a while, he rarely did things that he wasn't sure of, and he wouldn't put himself in danger easily.

"Sister......

As soon as Tang Li rescued Shuang'er, Zhao Li couldn't hold back his crying and screaming, and climbed forward to hug the girl's delicate body out of control.

"Hurry up and take her to the hospital for treatment. Tang Li said solemnly, he probed into Shuang'er's body with his aura, only to feel that a stream of strange energy was impacting her internal organs, so he used several spiritual forces to help block the weakening momentum.

"Iwamiya, this dog thing is really ruthless, and he actually did this to an ordinary woman. Yan Wuyi sensed the girl's weak vitality, and inevitably became suspicious and angry.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry. ”

Seeing that the situation was not good, Manager Wang hurriedly beckoned the two burly men beside him to take the seriously injured Shuang'er to go for treatment.

If it is a trouble, his position as the general manager will come to an end, although the East Gate Restaurant is rich and powerful, and has quite a background, but it also belongs to the jurisdiction of the clan, and he does not dare to act recklessly.