A trace of blood engraved in his eyes made Hou Qiao's heart chill.

The neatly amputated thumb and the blood-spilled cross-section made him even more cold.

In a state of high vigilance, he was actually approached by someone, and he didn't even have the ability to backhand, so he was cut off a finger, how ridiculous is this?

He was a powerhouse in the late stage of the Martial Sect, not to mention reaching the level of being on a par with the four great sword masters of the Slashing Yue Sword Sect.

In terms of confrontation alone, Hou Qiao is by no means idle, even if he has exploded his life now and his strength has been greatly damaged, it is far from an existence that ordinary martial arts masters can bully.

But the shocking scene just now really shocked him.

At this point, Hou Qiao came to his senses completely, where did Jun Yi want to let him go, and the butcher's knife hung high and hung down to his neck.

"Damn, damn thing. ”

The corners of Hou Qiao's mouth twitched, and there was a little sadness on his embarrassed face, he didn't expect him to end up in such a situation, allowing him to be a mermaid.

At the same time, the blood and qi in his body surged, so that the wound on his thumb stopped bleeding, and fierceness suddenly appeared in his eyes, and the majestic divine consciousness in the sea of consciousness overflowed, wanting to get a glimpse of the position of the figure who had just shot.

"What's going on?"

But as a result, his heart sank even more, and everywhere he looked, everything was natural.

The clouds and mist are rising, the light rain is dripping, the moon is hanging high, it is a completely harmonious and leisurely scene, and where is there any figure hidden in the shadows? I can't detect the slightest breath of a warrior.

"Could it be the Peak Martial Sect?"

As soon as he thought of this, Hou Qiao's forehead was covered with cold sweat, but then he overturned this absurd idea: "Impossible, if it is a peak martial sect, it only needs to kill me, why bother so much?"

"Besides, just now, that person made a move, and at a glance at the white dress, it was a woman, and it seemed that she had just arrived at the Martial Sect Realm?"

"Hum..."

Suddenly, when Hou Qiao was thinking about it, the void behind him trembled strangely, and suddenly his heart was alarmed, and he didn't think much about it, so he subconsciously moved sideways to his side.

With the experience of suffering a loss for the first time, as well as the strangeness of the divine sense investigation, Hou Qiao decided to avoid the edge for the time being, and blindly acted recklessly, only plunging headlong into the trap laid by the enemy, so he had to calm down, plan and then act.

Almost at the moment when Hou Qiao's figure went sideways, a brief cold light was seen in his eyes, almost brushing his ears for a flash, and there was even a deadly cold sound of a cold blade slashing through the void in his ears.

As the cold light disappeared without a trace, a strand of long black hair fluttered up, rising and falling in Hou Qiao's suddenly shrunken pupils, and then fell into the clouds, which was his hair.

Suddenly, Hou Qiao's whole body was cold, and his heart was almost vigilant to the extreme.

After the moment when the cold light flashed just now, he could now completely confirm that it was a martial artist from the early realm of the Martial Sect, and it was not long after the breakthrough.

But Hou Qiao's heart did not relax because of this, but became heavier.

The martial artists in the early realm of the Martial Sect have such a terrifying concealment ability and killing power, not to mention others, just Hou Qiao himself, he couldn't do it at all in the early stage of the Martial Sect, how could he not be jealous when he compared the two?

"Tapp..."

At this moment, a light footstep sounded in the void, which instantly attracted his attention.

I saw that in front of the bright moon pouring into the sky, there was a figure dressed in white clothes, with long hair hanging down from the waist, holding an iron-blooded spear full of moonlight, and came slowly and heroically.

"Huh?"

Seeing the person coming, the power of the early realm of the Martial Sect on his body made Hou Qiao's eyes cold, and there was anger in his heart, but he didn't dare to be careless.

Jiang Shuang was armed with a spear and was domineering.

But Hou Qiao remembered clearly that the sneak attacker just now used a short blade.

Especially when he scratched the blood stain on his palm and cut off his thumb, it was a light long sword.

It can be seen that in the strange clouds and mist here, in addition to Jiang Shuang in front of him, there are at least two martial artists from the early stage of the Martial Sect, who are hiding in the shadows.

Hou Qiao was cautious and did not dare to make a rash move.

But Jiang Shuang's eyes flashed, his jade hand held the spear heavily, and when he turned it out, the fierce power on the spear surged, and it burst out towards Hou Qiao, and the long hair tied up high drew a flowing shadow, approaching the front.

Seeing Jiang Shuang's killing, Hou Qiao's pale face suddenly turned black, and the anger in his chest was like a volcano, about to explode, he was a powerhouse in the late realm of Wuzong, how could he have been so underestimated?

"In the early days of the Martial Sect, I dare..."

Suddenly, Hou Qiao gritted his teeth, but before the cruel words in his mouth were spoken, he was swallowed back alive.

Because he suddenly remembered that Jun Yi outside was also in the early stage of the Martial Sect, didn't he suppress Yong Mihe in the same way, and he was seriously injured and retreated?

As soon as I thought of this, I couldn't continue to say cruel words.

But the anger in his heart couldn't be vented, and the grievances in his chest made him even more unbearable.

"Roar!"

In the end, Hou Qiao roared, his body was covered with a layer of gray and white rock formations, and the whole person was like a stone man, and the huge stone fist was clenched heavily, and it slammed into the spear stabbed by Jiang Shuang.

Although he was vigilant in his heart, he also deeply understood that this time he had to strike a shocking blow in order to deter the people hidden in the shadows and fight for some hope of survival.

"Zheng..."

It's just that at the moment when his giant hand blasted out, a sharp tremor suddenly sounded on his side, like a life-threatening hook lock, which was being put around his neck.

"Damn Chinese!"

Looking at Jiang Shuang not far away, Hou Qiao's face was ugly.

At this moment, he wanted to fight against him desperately, but the horror that lingered in his heart made him have to give up and turn to guard against a sudden attack.

In this way, the anger in Hou Qiao's heart was not vented, but was squeezed deeper and deeper.

As a result, the majestic spiritual power added to the punch that turned out was terrifying, almost squeezing the air and sending out bursts of overwhelmed hiss.

"Bang!"

The sword fell, like a dazzling glare sprinkled by the cold winter sun, and it was embedded in the rock giant fist, breaking a crack.

But although the power of the long sword is strong, it can't cut off the giant fist, after all, it is the body of a martial artist in the late stage of the martial arts, and it is under defense, where will it be as easy as the first time, and it will be successful in one blow?

For a while, the long sword was stuck in it and couldn't move.

However, in the crack of the rock giant fist that stuck the long sword, there was still a scene of crimson blood.

Apparently, he was wounded.

But like this, Hou Qiao finally saw the appearance of the person who came, with bright eyes and bright teeth, black hair like silk, and a plump and rhyming posture, which was Jiang Yu, one of the four daughters.

"Hey, I didn't expect it to be a beauty..."

"Since you sent it to the door, then don't blame Lao Tzu for destroying the flowers. ”

Hou Qiao hissed and spoke, and the moment the words came out, he ignored Jiang Shuang, who was holding a gun, his face suddenly cold, his eyes were full of hideous ferocity, his body leaned forward, raised one leg, kicked out mercilessly, and exploded a sonic boom.

Jiang Shuangying's eyes were cold, and the spear under the stab was suddenly covered with a layer of blood, which melted with the moonlight that permeated the body of the spear, circulating with a strange light, and the speed of the horizontal appearance was also a little faster.

"Huh..."

At the same time, suddenly, there was a strange sound of circling wind, like a storm, forcibly breaking through the leg that Hou Qiao kicked out, and a pale green light burst out, like a long snake, winding the leg he kicked out.

"Dog, you still want to make a move on my eldest sister? ”

"Second sister, it's about to ruin his leg. ”

"Don't forget to stab deeper..."

With the cold sound of Jiaojiao, a dazzling cold glow seemed to come out of thin air, and suddenly appeared.

Under Hou Qiao's incredulous gaze, it ruthlessly swept across his thighs, and then disappeared in a flash, crisp and neat, without any mud and water, even the mist was split in two.

"Poof..."

Almost at the same time, the iron-blooded spear stabbed mercilessly, sinking into his chest fiercely, and then his body trembled, and a gorgeous flower bloomed behind him.

"Hmm..."

In an instant, a muffled snort of pain came from Hou Qiao's mouth, his eyes were full of blood, and all the scenes he saw seemed to be in a static state, except for his legs, which were wrapped around the long whip, slowly moving away from his body.

"Huh..."

Suddenly, the long whip contracted, causing the severed leg to begin to twist in Hou Qiao's pupils, and then as if vigorously twisting water, a large piece of blood and piles of minced flesh were wrung out, and they were sprinkled out.

At the same time, there was also a slightly pitiful ridicule, which sounded mercilessly in his ears: "It's really stupid, how can the person who Gongzi wants to kill leave alive?"

This playful sarcasm made Hou Qiao's somewhat dilated pupils suddenly retract, and the focus was condensed again.

"You, you..."

"You all deserve to die!!"

"I'm going to, I'm going to tear your ...... alive"

The endless unwillingness, the anger of being played, like a flood bursting the embankment, poured out, and it turned out to be to break through the boundary of life and death, and then fight for the last time.

Jiang Hanying's eyes were cold, and the spear in his hand suddenly sank, and the crimson that filled it suddenly quickly converged towards Hou Qiao's chest.

"Kill us, you're not worthy!"

"Boom!"

As soon as the words fell, the terrifying killing explosion exploded directly in Hou Qiao's body, towards the meridians and internal organs in the body, and slammed mercilessly, causing his body to tremble violently.

Almost at the same time, Jiang Yu's eyes were also cold, and when he saw that the giant fist rock with the long sword was a little illusory, he shook out thousands of sword rays, and sank into the fist along the tip of the sword, shattering the gray rock covering the outside of the body.

"Hum..."

Hou Qiao's body trembled, and suddenly began to twist.

The three girls' beautiful eyes flashed, and if they realized something, they didn't stay anymore, and quickly retreated backwards.

"Boom!"

In an instant, Hou Qiao's body swelled suddenly, bursting alive, causing clouds and mist to surge.

"Whew..."

Suddenly, the clouds and mist shook, and suddenly a white phantom rushed out of it, it was the martial infant he condensed, which broke through the clouds and mist and fled into the distance.

"You bastards, Lao Tzu will come back..."