Sinso struck hard, intending to slash Hu Meiniang under the knife.

The flickering light of the knife flickered like lightning in Hu Meiniang's last stunned expression, poof!

Hu Meiniang subconsciously wanted to close her eyes, but the extreme horror made his eyes open round, and he saw with his own eyes that an iron rod blocked the blade, but there was no loud noise, only the sound of hitting the defeated revolution.

"Hugh is arrogant! How can you hurt my handsome!"

The man roared angrily, a stick changed to a sweep, and a stick was struck, like a dragon overturning the river and the sea, and the ground instantly flew sand and rocks, and all the strength followed this stick and hit Xinsuo, and the momentum was amazing.

"Ahh

A deep scar on the ground stretched to Sinso's feet.

"Who's coming?"

"There's a lot of nonsense, take you down, it's done, take it!"

The old man didn't talk nonsense, grabbed a white sentence, and when he exhaled and opened his voice, he was already following him like a shadow, bullying himself, "Come on, boy!"

The old man struck a stick, like a dragon going out to sea, angrily smashing the yellow dragon, and went straight to the door of Xinsuo.

In the flash of light, Sinso only had time to hang the knife, and was once again repelled twenty paces away, even more powerful than before, and the knife surface actually had a shallow round concave.

Burst!

This time, it was so shocking that Sinso spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Old man, Hugh is arrogant!"

Xinsuo spit out the blood in his mouth, raised the knife in his hand, did not retreat but advanced, the second type of the ghost crying knife method "Ghost Yu" immediately burst out, the old man had a joking idea at this time, and did not make Xinsuo seriously injured with a stick, but swung a stick angrily and knocked Xinso away again.

The third type of the ghost crying knife method, the ghost is fixed!

Fly with a stick!

The fourth style of the ghost crying knife method, ghost strange!

Fly with a stick too!

The fifth style of the ghost crying knife method, the ghost door!

Or a stick to fly!

The sixth style of the ghost crying knife method, ghost escape!

The old man was originally also shot away with a stick, but at this time, he himself had a premonition of a bad breath, and began to defend himself with all his might, and the shadow of the stick was like a cover, instantly wrapping him tightly.

But I saw that Sinso's Ghost Cry Knife Technique Sixth Form exploded with all its strength, and only one knife came out, and this knife converged the light, like a comet outside the sky, thunder and lightning in the rain, shocking the earth, and absorbing all the light.

The old man finally sensed the danger and began to use all the power of his body, and then he felt a little better, bang!

This time Ding Qiang didn't fly, but the old man was beaten back twenty steps by Ding Qiang, and the old man felt that his account had been shattered.

"What kind of knife is this?"

"Ghost crying knife method, take the seventh form!"

Xin Suo retreated, raised the knife and came again, the seventh type "ghost armor" came with the power of the first seven knives, and the momentum actually superimposed a feeling that made the old man's heart palpitate.

"It's not good, I can't catch this knife!"

The old man's face had changed, and he kept retreating, but no matter what, the knife completely locked his qi engine, and he still couldn't escape if he wanted to.

"Damn!"

Bang!

With a single sword, together with the soldiers behind the old man, they were all cut in two, and their upper and lower bodies were separated, and they were directly killed thirty meters away before they were exhausted.

Sinsoe immediately led the soldiers behind him to assault forward, he was still like this here, and even more so in the rest of the place, they encountered the strongest resistance, and the battle had reached this point, and it had entered the heat.

Sinso's front foot had just stepped on the place where the old man had been beheaded, when suddenly a stick flew out of nowhere, knocking him back into the midst of the soldiers, and for a moment the man turned on his back, and two brothers were hit by him, spit blood directly from their mouths, and wilted to the ground.

"Ugly, I actually lost a stand-in baby, hateful, hateful, annoying, and killing!" The old man looked crazy, and he killed with a stick, like a storm sweeping away leaves, rolling up layers of shadows, like waves crashing on the shore, rolling angrily.

Just now Xinsuo performed the ghost knife seven styles, that is the effect of superposition, it will be like that, now the old man is crazy and rushes up, so that Xinsuo is a little stunned for a while, didn't he cut him off just now, why did he still shout in his mouth Substitute baby, there is such a treasure in this world, this is the first time I have heard of it, this thought just flashed through his mind for a moment, so he concentrated and began to deal with the old man who died and came back from the dead.

The two sides fought in a ping-pong fight for a while, and the soldiers on both sides retreated thirty steps away, and the imps in the Hades fight suffered, and their soldiers were not as strong as the two of them, and they only had the share of anger when they joined in, but no one wanted to be angry at both ends of the bellows.

"Come with me!" The old man, this time he never gave Sinso a chance again, forcing Sinso to only have the power to parry, and there was no chance of counterattack.

After thirteen moves, Sinso was finally defeated by the old man's powerful stick, and was knocked fifty paces away by the stick, and withered to the ground.

"Legion Commander!"

"Sinso!"

For a while, the surrounding powerhouses shouted one after another, and some even left their opponents and went straight to Sinso's side, ready to escort them.

After the old man flew away with a stick, he gritted his teeth, dragged the stick, made a clanging sound on the ground, and walked slowly towards Sinso, who had fallen to the ground, "I see how you can perform those seven strange martial arts now, boy, today I will be the first to abolish you, and use your blood to pay tribute to our warriors who died here tragically." ”

Step by step, the surrounding soldiers stepped forward to stop it, but this old man was extremely powerful, and those martial saint boys came up to block the way, which was directly a second kill, and this guy also had a bad taste, knocking people on the head with a stick, just like hitting a watermelon, and walking around the ground in red and white.

Forty paces, ten soldiers had fallen on Sinso's side.

Thirty steps, and twelve more soldiers!

This man, as if he liked the feeling of constant beating, actually enjoyed it, and used it to threaten those who still resisted with knives.

Twenty steps, there is no longer an unstoppable soldier ahead.

Ten steps, nine steps...... Seeing that the stick had arrived, the old man, with a grim smile and a grin at the corner of his mouth, raised the stick above his head, pulled out the mountain, and smashed down with a stick with thousands of anger, and he wanted to make this hateful man disappear.

The people who came around finally came to Sinso, raised their weapons to resist the old man's stick, and they all fell to the ground completely.

"What a heavy stick!"

"What a terrifying power!"

"You're looking for death!"

The old man, this time with a little more solemnity, took a step back, and pressed the stick against himself, the head of the stick suddenly bounced, and the speed of fire and lightning made his most powerful move, "Buddha Fury!"

I saw this stick come out, and the Sanskrit sound in the sky was like thunder, and there was a sudden vision!

"Die!"

This powerful move began to smash down like lightning, and everyone didn't even have time to exclaim, the stick carried a lot of power, and the sonic boom of the bleak air exploded frequently, heading straight for Sinso's head.

Feng Shui took turns, and in the blink of an eye, he had just cut off other people's heads, but this time it was his turn, Xin Suo couldn't help but close his eyes in pain, and simply accepted his fate.