Mo Xiuyan slashed out with a sword, the general abandoned the sword, his hands were closed, Mo Xiuyan slashed rapidly, only a slight slowdown, the sword rushed forward at a brave and fearless speed, and immediately slashed obliquely on the steel armor of the tiger's head to protect the heart, a slip, the general turned his head, and the sparks walked diagonally on the side of the tiger's head heart guard, all the way to the starlight, the sword blade was exhausted, the general's hands also reached the sword grid, the general's hands no longer paid attention to the small sword, and raised his hand to shoot it directly to the chest of the demon Xiuyan. Demon Xiuyan's sword, when it just hit the tiger's head, could no longer advance an inch, his body bowed, his legs jumped, and both feet kicked towards the general at the same time. The general's clapped hands also turned to the same direction, and instead of hitting straight and pushing down, to meet the feet of Demon Xiuyan.

Before Mo Xiuyan's feet touched the general's hands, the sword in his hand turned, and slashed towards the general's neck, the general raised his shoulder upward, twisted, and the shoulder-wrapped beast on his shoulder touched the sword, the general's head was lowered, and the high tip on the black helmet slashed towards Mo Xiuyan. When there was a loud sound, Mo Xiuyan slashed a sword on the general's head and gray helmet, and a spark rose again, but the speed of the general's rapid advance did not change at all, and he went towards the neck of Mo Xiuyan, and Mo Xiuyan avoided it, so he had to use his sword against the general's helmet, stand up with his feet, straighten his body, and a person was straight on the ground, and as soon as he used his hand, he had to turn over his body. But the general didn't give him such a chance, raised a palm, and slapped it towards the wrist of Mo Xiuyan, moved the tip of the sword, raised his body, avoided a beat, twisted his body, bent over, tightened his feet, and kicked towards the general's shoulders.

Kicking and kicking, the general retreated a few steps before he stood firm, and this kick, although he did not kick over the general of the town hall, but still made him hurt a lot, a mouthful of blood, spurting out of his mouth, and went into the air, three feet high, before falling back.

Yi Jinglan didn't have a chance to see this scene, the chaos was almost to her side at this time, Qingzhu also jumped into the room, and the soldiers on the street, when they saw the two old men in cotton robes, they all showed fearful expressions, as if they had seen a man-eating tiger. Even the soldiers, who were leaning against the wall and constantly tearing their bodies, stopped what they were doing when they saw the two old men, and stared at the two old men.

More than three feet away from Yi Jinglan, she jumped to the tile and yelled, "Scissors!"

Yi Jinglan waved at the same time as she shouted from Chaos, and waved towards the two old men. The two angry old men, although they were in a hurry, could have their decades of life experience, where did they not know the magic of Yi Jinglan's swing, a few feet apart, they waved away the weapon in their hands, what kind of secret weapon must it be.

Each of them danced with a pair of fleshy palms, guarding the door, grinding with both palms in front of him, and pushed towards Yi Jinglan, and as soon as the huge strong current met with Yi Jinglan's cow hair flying needles, those flying needles rose upside down one after another, and shot straight towards Yi Jinglan. Yi Jinglan was not in a hurry or dry, she flew up, and waved out again.

Qingzhu also approached Lichao's body at this time, turned over from Chaos, sat on the roof tiles, took off his green robe, and began to inspect his weapons, Qingzhu didn't pay attention to him, and in a little twist, he floated away to fight the two old men with Yi Jinglan. At this time, Yi Jinglan had already changed directions three times, and she didn't dare to fight against the two old men in one direction, but when she swung the copper pipe for the third time, the copper pipe had already turned into a stick, and she smashed it towards an old man. Qingzhu was in a hurry, his hand was raised, his elbow was raised, and the small sleeve arrow between the elbows and his back shot out.

Li Chao looked at the hidden weapon on his waist, only to find that the rope was broken, and he hurriedly tied the 'fire tree silver flower' around his waist.

The old man who went straight to Qingzhu, more than two feet away from Qingzhu, when Qingzhu's sleeve arrow was shot, the sound of the spring had already reminded the old man, only to see that he was facing the sleeve arrow is a palm, obliquely slapped the sleeve arrow, raised a step, grabbed Qingzhu with one hand, for the sword in Qingzhu's hand, there was no half of fear, ignoring the endless contempt. Just repaired the chaos of the hidden weapon, contrary to the embarrassment of being chased and beaten earlier, he slapped his palm on the tile, and stood up, "Let me come." ”

Yi Jinglan saw that her hidden weapon was not half powerful, and she had already retreated, but Qingzhu rushed to come, so she had to compare with an old man, the copper pipe in her hand, in the face of the old man's pair of fleshy palms, always retreated as soon as it was touched, lest the old man grab her copper pipe, she didn't believe that this old man who dared to chase and run away, when she grabbed her copper pipe, there was a reason to let go lightly, and let go when she heard the chaos Let me come, in fact, this is a mistake in the chaos, he should be shouting stone, or paper, if you can shout out scissors, it would be better.

Seeing him shout, the two of them didn't have the reaction and action he wanted, and then he remembered that what he said was wrong, and he said "scissors." Shouting, the person was about to fall between the four people, Yi Jinglan and Qingzhu heard this shout, they dared to hesitate, and they flew upright, and they didn't care what kind of blow their opponent would give them, they just wanted to leave the tile as soon as possible, so that they could show their hands and feet.

"Two old men who don't die. ”

The two old men were already suspicious, and the two people who had fought well with themselves did not see the signs of defeat, and jumped out of the circle at once, and when they saw the people who were beaten by themselves to escape, they gave birth to a powerful force in the blink of an eye, and in the blink of an eye, they were about to launch a counterattack, where did they not be vigilant, but the two of them did not dare to chase after the two who had just jumped up, and if they were not hit, it would become a situation of attacking up and down.

"Fire Tree Silverflower!"

A shout, from the chaos of a waist, suddenly like a four-shot fireworks exploded, three silver rings in the waist ignited, radiant, dazzling, the two old men at a glance, thought of which must be that kind of poisonous gas, raised a big sleeve, covered the mouth and nose. A pair of eyes closed slightly, paying close attention to the movements of the three people, especially the copper pipe in Yi Jinglan's hand, to prevent her from swinging out again, although the distance between several people is very close now, but as long as she is facing someone, her swing will definitely hit one person.

At this moment, I saw the west side of the palace, a red firework rose into the sky, a circle of halos, one ring after another rose into the sky, three rings, soaring into the sky, eye-catching and dazzling.

Mo Xiuyan and Yi Jinglan, Qingzhu were in chaos, and they knew at first sight that it was a signal fireworks surrounded by red candles. It turned out that the waist of the chaos was countless iron nails flying out, and the three people standing on the tile surface were centered on the chaos, and within a few zhang, it was all the striking distance of his iron nails.

The two old men were attracted by the fireworks in the air, and then they saw the black spots on their waists, but they were still a little late, and the hand that hid their faces was exerted, and those black spots were already in front of them, and with a wave of the other hand, the big sleeves rolled up the wind and clouds, but there was still a gap between them, and a few black spots still hit the two of them. As soon as it hurts, the two of them know that this secret weapon is poisonous. Although he was injured, the sleeve of the hand that hid his face was still waved towards the chaos, and he didn't know the interests of the two old men, and his body fell straight down, lying on the tile, and let the two old men die a fatal blow.

Yi Jinglan and Qingzhu also fell from the sky to the tile at this time, and they were about to rush to the two old men and shout, "The kid eats me a tile"

Yi Jinglan and Qingzhu, who were about to rush towards the two old men, saw four old men flying onto the roof at the same time, and the old man in the center was the old man who was hit on the forehead by Demon Xiuyan.

"Why are you still an old man?"

Lichao suffered the old man's losses today, and when he saw the old man, he was jealous in his heart.

At the cross street, Mo Xiuyan once again pounced on the general of the town hall, he was kicked, only a small injury, the soldiers on this street, all headed by him, as long as he knocked him over, the people on this street no longer have the fighting spirit, the body flew, and muttered "Bangbang, Bangbang!"

The nagging in Mo Xiuyan's mouth, the general didn't know what he meant, but when Mo Xiuyan thought he was a chicken, under his big stick, he no longer had the fighting spirit, and he couldn't help but roar angrily, "Get out of your bird, get out of your chicken!"

The mouth is furious, the heart is sunk in the belly, the strength is concentrated in the dantian, when the eyes are open angrily, he rushes towards the demon Xiuyan, waves his shoulders, and rushes up fearlessly, opening and closing, his hands are dancing, there is no half-point of discipline, it is all brute force swinging, as long as the little sword of the demon Xiuyan is not slashed on his face, he is not afraid of anything? Even if he is kicked one or two more legs, the demon Xiuyan will not want to kick him to death, but the demon Xiuyan can not withstand his palm, how can he know after the blow? The rushing Mo Xiuyan ran in front of the general, his knees changed, his waist leaned back, let go of a punch on his shoulder, slid behind the general, returned a sword, and slashed diagonally to his back, the metal hissed, a spark, and the sword of Mo Xiuyan was just scratched on an iron plate, and the blade was also folded and rolled up. The general turned around and smashed down with a fist without a head and face, leaning on the ground and panning, the general's second punch arrived, Mo Xiuyan just straightened up, turned his head and twisted his waist, jumped up, and swung his sword on the back of the general's hand, this dip, a little harder, the body was three feet higher, and his feet fell and stepped on his shoulders, that was an old injury, only there was the best place, in the face of such an iron man, Mo Xiuyan really couldn't find where was the place where he struck?

As soon as the three people on the roof heard the magic cultivator's words, this is a stick, a stick, and the other two don't know it, but Qingzhu knows the interests of these old men, where does he dare to be careless, so he hurriedly returns, "Bangbangbang, stone!"

When he replied to the words of the demon cultivator, Qingzhu had already fought against an old man, and the old man was the old man with a bulging forehead.