The battle between the strong, the battle of wit, the courage, the fight for strength, the situation is changing rapidly, and a small misjudgment may be splashed with blood and killed. What's more www.biquge.info this black-robed old man misjudged again and again, which was enough for him to die a few times.

Qingfeng's counterattack was not so imposing, it was just a fluttering palm, but it was extremely strange and attacked the vital point of the black-robed old man, and the slightest murderous aura made people's skin cold and tingling. forced the black-robed old man not to return to save himself.

The switch between attack and defense between each other was reversed in an instant, and the old man in the black robe suddenly felt a sense of grievance in a deep quagmire, blocking a palm, taking a step back, carrying a blow, and taking two steps back.

The black-robed old man went from a fierce attack to being forced to kill by the other party like a shadow, and the reversal of the situation here was only between breaths, not only did he not even have a chance to fight back, but he also had to worry about his heart to prevent the other party's attack, which can be described as extremely aggrieved and angry, what a shame and contempt this is.

However, at this time, in addition to trying his best to block, he couldn't even hand out a single move, and if he continued like this, he would definitely lose. The strong can be killed but not humiliated, the heart is horizontal, the body is slightly sideways, and the pain of being hit by a palm again endures,

The figure rose from the ground at the same time, and his feet stepped on the void again and again, and the entire body rose ten meters high, pouring all the remaining Xuanyuan power into his palm, and striking a desperate blow.

Heaven and water!

A dazzling bolt of blue light seemed to burst out from the depths of the clouds, leaving a flickering scratch in the air......

At the same time, the frenzied old man who was spurting blood from his shoulder was really angry, his body was several meters high in the air, his five fingers were clenched into fists, the flames were surrounded and spit, and a thick fiery red fist with a bowl mouth slammed straight towards Qingfeng's standing. Fang Yuan's ten meters were all within the attack of the Flame Fist, and people didn't even have a chance to dodge and move.

The black-robed old man's galloping blue streamer was pure and cold, containing a cold and bone-soaked murderous aura, which made people's scalp tingle and hair stand on end.

Qingfeng's eyes flashed with solemnity, and he retracted his indifferent posture, and his whole body was like a sharp sword waiting to be unsheathed. Slowly drew a palm, as if pulling the weight of a thousand catties, and drew an arc of cyan light very slowly.

The pure and cold streamer, like a drop of crystal water, slowly drips into the arc of the halo, bursting in an instant, turning into countless sharp blue streamers, blooming in all directions, the streamer is like a sword, the edge is endless, and it is intended to destroy everything that is withered and decayed.

As everyone knows, it was wrapped and entangled by a swirling cyan energy, and the heavy obstacles made it difficult to advance an inch, and the strong and sharp blue streamer kept spitting and trembling in the soft green energy, and then burst open, making a deafening explosion.

The black-robed old man's desperate killing technique "Tianshui Yishi" collapsed, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth in mid-air, and his heart was discharged, and his feet flew down and down.

Qingfeng naturally would not forget the existence of another crazy old man, and the other party's every move was all in her keen perception, and while repelling the black-robed old man, she had caught a glimpse of a thick fiery red palm with a bowl mouth out of the corner of her eye, rushing towards her side at a rapid pace.

The attack time and heat of this punch were all in place, and at the moment when Qingfeng responded to the attack of the black-robed old man, he couldn't block this thunderous blow at all, and he didn't even have time to dodge.

Five meters, three meters...... The flame fist rapidly enlarged under Qingfeng's eyes, and the fiery red light reflected on his face, and he could already feel the heat wave of high temperature scorching his skin, which made Murong Qingshui, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, open his mouth wide in shock, and if he wanted to save him, it was beyond the reach of the whip, once he was hit by the unfortunate flame fist, the probability of saving words was almost negligible. However, this sudden change is like death coming suddenly, except for silent prayers, serious injuries are fine, but don't kill people.

Qingfeng's expression was still indifferent and quiet, and there was a hint of a sneer on the corner of his slightly upturned mouth. The next moment, suddenly with a flick of his fingers, a beam of dazzling green light burst out from the tips of his fingers;

Poof!

In the line of sight, Dou saw a blue and a red, like two meteors flying rapidly, suddenly colliding in the void, bursting out with an earth-shattering explosion, and the shattered air diffused, hitting everyone's eardrums heavily, making a "buzzing" trembling sound.

An incomparably shocking scene happened, a thick bowl of flame fist, sandwiched with a mighty and domineering momentum, was actually pierced through by a beam of green light popping out of the fingertips, and it collapsed visibly with the naked eye.

And that beam of green mang, as if the remaining momentum is not exhausted, still with an indomitable resolute will, rushed to the old man like thunder, fortunately there is still a mysterious power to protect the body, offset most of the green mang's attacks, but still can't block the power of this blow, the body flew out upside down at the same time, and a puddle of blood spurted out of the mouth.

Qingfeng raised his eyes to look at the frenzied old man who flew upside down, he was in the air, his left hand was stretched into a claw, tightly resisting the castrated fierce green mang, and blood was already flowing from the tiger's mouth.

It can be seen that Qingfeng's curved fingers pop out of this bunch of green mangs, how powerful its power is, and if it advances a little further, it will inevitably penetrate into the other party's body for a long time.

The frenzied old man opened his voice, smashed the terrible green mang close to his chest and abdomen, staggered to the ground, and retreated more than ten steps in a row, which stabilized his body slightly, swallowed sweetly, and couldn't help but squirt a mouthful of blood, and his chest was smooth, which was much more open.

And the other black-robed old man fell from the air almost at the same time, half of his body smashed out of a deep pit on the ground, the whole person curled, convulsed a few times, and then struggled to get up from the pit.

"I lost!" The old man in the black robe said with dry lips and a somewhat low mood: "Two against one, they have all been defeated so completely, the old man doesn't know where to put his face." ＂

"What a move" snap of the finger flying star", almost killed the old man, ruthless enough!" The frenzied old man wiped the blood stains from his mouth, and said in a frightened voice, the domineering and self-confidence on his body were gone. He clearly knew that if it weren't for the other party's exquisite proportion, he would have had time to crush the terrifying green mang.

And the black-robed old man who was blocked by Gu Lanxing's "Golden Blade Split Cloud" was already in black robes all over his body, with dozens of sword marks crisscrossing and flesh rolling, if he didn't give up the gun and admit defeat, maybe he would really be dismembered by this little girl, and the style and dignity of a martial artist would suddenly disappear.

Two women, three old, after several thrilling strong fights, at this time, the three old men are all injured and popular, but the two women are unscathed, it seems that there is still some reservation, as if they have not done their best at all.

"Hmph! If it weren't for Sister Qingshui's greeting before, otherwise, you three old men would have been corpses at this moment. Gu Lanxing returned the sword to the sheath, turned around and said to Qingfeng: "Feng'er, thank you! However, if you don't make a move, I will be doubly grateful." Don't keep your promises!"

Qingfeng did promise her before, this time she wouldn't make a move, and these three old men used it for her to practice. Because the situation at that time was very critical, I was afraid that Gu Lanxing's presence was inexperienced and difficult to deal with the sneak attack from behind him, so he couldn't help but make a move. In short, no matter what the reason, it can be regarded as a breach of promise, and the noble family of Fengzhi has always done what he said.

At this time, hearing Gu Lanxing say this, he was really speechless, and couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at the man in white, and smiled slyly; "No, there is still a big bug there, it will be a great achievement to catch it, and the points are guaranteed to be doubled." ＂

"Yes, I didn't think of it!" Gu Lanxing is not deeply involved in the world, and he is not good at scheming, hearing this phoenix say this, he is really ready to step forward and take people. ＂

"Girl bold!" The three injured old men rushed to the man in white and stood up to protect each other, all of them looking ready to desperately protect themselves, which shows that the identity of the man in white must be unusual.

I couldn't see the expression of the man in white under the mask, but there was still silence in his eyes, there was no emotional fluctuation, his original intention was indeed to leave Murong Qingshui, such a talent, not for my use, must be eliminated as soon as possible, beneficial and harmless. As everyone knows, he ignored these two little girls who looked innocent and cute, and Fei Dan hit the three Qiankun Realm Venerables hard, and wanted to leave himself behind, and had a feeling of kicking on the iron plate, which made people feel deeply depressed, and became a ridiculous and huge irony.

"Xing'er, stop!" Murong Qingshui said in a timely voice: "I said before that my existence has nothing to do with the overall situation. However, what you have done has lost the open-mindedness that a generation of military gods should have, and you are not confident enough in your own wisdom and strategy, otherwise, why do you need to leave me, a little woman, who can compete in a dignified and upright place on the battlefield, and really fall to the bottom. ＂

"Those who become big things are not informal, which has nothing to do with open-mindedness, soldiers are tricks, that is, the existence of a crisis is discovered, and it is not important to clear it at the first time, as for the use of means. The man in white said calmly.

"Your thick black seems to be especially above military strategy, but I don't know if it will work on the battlefield, I'm looking forward to it!" Murong said sarcastically: "Perhaps, you and I are not in vain, as opponents, we have a preliminary understanding of each other." Although you don't have a low line in doing things, you can't keep me, fortunately you and I are not the same kind of people, so I don't bother to keep you. ＂

"It's a mistake to let me go!" The man in white turned over and jumped on horseback: "You will regret it for the rest of your life!" The words fell, and he flicked his horsewhip violently, and the mount neighed, and galloped away.

"This is the wisest decision, your existence is the gospel of our army. Murong said playfully, his clear voice echoing in the wasteland.

"What does Sister Qingshui mean by this?" Gu Lanxing tilted his head and asked, as long as this so-called generation of military gods is taken, wouldn't the enemy army be leaderless, why should he give up such a good opportunity?