Shocked Han Feiqiang suppressed the shock in his heart, this woman's Holy Spirit Sword Technique is really terrifying, the peak of wonder, it has only been four or five months, and she has been able to grow from the mediocre martial arts at the beginning to the level that is now comparable to herself. If she is allowed to develop further, I am afraid that even if the two grandmasters of the Eighth Master and Meng Chixing make a move, it will be difficult to suppress her!

Thinking of this, his eyes stared at Qi Bishao like an eagle's falcon, his killing intent was extremely strong, and he didn't intend to give her a chance to fight fairly, so he shouted categorically: "Let's shoot together, we must not let her leave this place alive today!"

Si Hanfei gave an order, and a group of Mongolian masters responded with a bang, and more than a dozen figures immediately flashed on this ruined wall, surrounding Qi Bishao heavily.

Although Qi Bishao had no fear, her expression was also very solemn, knowing that what would happen next would be a bitter battle that had never been seen before in her life.

However, her current mentality is no longer comparable to the Qi Bishao of the past. At the beginning at the border pass, Brother Xia was able to kill thousands of Mongolian soldiers with one sword, and defeat Meng Chixing, the number one master of Mongolia, with one move, what kind of divine power was that? And now that she has the supreme magic skills of the Sacred Heart Technique and the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, how can she take these Mongolians in front of her in her eyes.

She was holding a long sword, her face was extremely indifferent, and she secretly condensed her qi, a battle of life and death, and it was about to break out!

And just when Si Hanfei was about to take the lead, his spiritual sense suddenly gave birth to an alarm, his eyes quickly swept up, and his eyes were fixed on a roof not far away, only to see a beautiful shadow flickering, it was a beautiful men's beauty, and the men's clothing made her eyebrows have a strange style.

At the same time, a touch of brilliance also flashed in Si Hanfei's eyes, and the moment he saw this woman, he couldn't help but feel a sense of amazement.

Followed by the men's beauties, there were two men with lofty instruments, and a monk with a charitable face dressed in yellow monk's robes, and the four of them came together, standing in four positions in the east, west, south, and north, and actually surrounded this group of Mongolians.

Si Hanfei's heart sank, and he shouted loudly: "Who are you? What a bold man, you dare to appear in front of this king, it is because you are impatient to live!"

"Can I ask Emperor Si to let go of the Qi Woman?" The men's beauty opened her mouth quietly, and behind her was the "Qi King" Ling Duxu, the "Double Absolute Turn" Bi Kongqing, and the contemporary abbot of the Jingnian Zen Temple, Master Miaozhen, all of whom were first-class top powerhouses in the rivers and lakes. And she herself is the most outstanding disciple of Cihang Jingzhai's generation, called Ye Caixuan.

"Joke! What qualifications do you have to make this king let her go?" Si Hanfei sneered.

Although he saw that this was a woman dressed in men's clothes, and her face was beautiful, she was not under Qi Bishao, but he was not a person who was stunned, how could he let go of Qi Bishao, the descendant of the martial god and the great enemy of the Mongol Empire, because of a sentence.

"The little woman has no intention of being an enemy of the emperor. Ye Caixuan spoke softly, but her tone was very firm: "But if the emperor doesn't agree, Caixuan will only be offended." ”

"Why does Miss Ye bother with these Mongolians? As long as you kill this dog and Tartar, Qi Nuxia will naturally be saved!" Bi Kongqing, the big man with crutches on his back, said coldly, and then shouted: "Si Hanfei, take your life!"

Bi Kongqing knows very well that these Mongolians have no reason to retreat, no matter how much they say, they will have to do it after all, there is no nonsense at all, when Ye Caixuan, Ling Duxu, and Miao Zhen have not yet reacted, he has sacrificed his famous crutches, and the whole person is like an eagle catching a rabbit, arrogantly and domineeringly rushing straight up and swooping down.

I saw that the crutches in his hands were waving like a dragon, like the Yangtze River for a while, rolling up wave after wave of huge waves, and at one time conjuring up thousands of silver snakes, drilling all over the sky, every crutch is full of true power, swallowing and spitting, there is a hidden tendency to swallow heaven and earth.

"Look for death!" Si Hanfei carried an iron spear, and with a spear, he swung through the blue sky and clear crutches, his body stood proudly like a mountain, and he shouted: "Kill them for this king!"

"Dare to attack Emperor Si, the traitor will die!" The scorching sun beside Si Hanfei reacted the fastest, and with an angry roar, he flew over, and the water spur in his hand quickly stabbed over.

With Bi Kongqing's move, Ye Caixuan, Ling Duxu and Miaozhen also had to move, and immediately used their own means to attack the Mongols.

Although Qi Bishao didn't know the four people who suddenly appeared, she also knew that these four people were all from the Central Plains, and they came to help her, so naturally they wouldn't stand and watch the play, and the sword light was together, and they flew towards Si Han to kill them.

The crutches were swept away by Si Hanfei's iron spear, and Bi Kongqing knew that the strength of this Mongolian could not be underestimated, and then as soon as the attack of the scorching sun came, he had to roar wildly and turn around to deal with the attack of the scorching sun.

Bi Kongqing's internal skills have been practiced to the point that he can hurt people with his voice, and he can condense his voice into a stream of air, slamming the enemy like iron and attacking the enemy's senses. With his roar, the scorching sun was really suffocated, and the offensive paused for half a moment.

Bi Kongqing's body rushed forward, and the steel crutch of his right hand slammed into the scorching sun's thorns.

The scorching sun screamed and flew back like a frightened bird.

His spikes are mainly strange and ruthless, and they are by no means suitable for a hard confrontation with the heavy steel crutches of Bi Kongqing, who is known for his amazing divine power.

Bi Kongqing first disturbed his mind with a violent drink, and the speed and angle were impeccable, and he hit his spike harder, with his own strength, and the attack on the enemy's short, so the scorching sun fell downwind at the beginning of the fight.

He didn't want to go backwards, but his blood was churning, the spun almost fell off his hand and fell to the ground, and the sweet dream of attacking and defending was scattered by Bi Tianqing.

The blue sky was clear and there was a long howl, which was heard from far and near.

Although it was at night, this was a bustling and lively city of Hangzhou, and he didn't know how much he had been alarmed by this roar.

Lie Riyan was extremely shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that this would make the martial arts of the big man so powerful, and his strength was still above him!

Bi Kongqing leaned forward, propped up his feet, and shot the whole person into the air, like a cannonball, he rushed towards the scorching sun, and suddenly flew into the sky above the scorching sun.

The scorching sun screamed, and the water spur in his hand met it with all his might, and the blue sky and clear crutches emitted a huge murderous aura, enveloping a few feet in a radius, making him unable to escape.

Bi Tianqing shouted again, hit the spunlace with both crutches, and then twisted violently, and the spunlace rolled into the air, seemingly rolling in the air like a feather without weight.

"Senior brother, save me!" the scorching sun flame weapon took off his hand, and suddenly let out a scream, turned around and flashed towards the side of the night terror.

Bi Ye Terror was fighting with the other masters at this time, and Ling Duxu, who stopped them, where could he spare time to save him, Bi Tianqing flew to catch up, and his crutches hit directly on the top of the scorching sun's head, this person's eyes, ears, mouth, nose and mouth immediately oozed blood, and he fell forward with a "Peng" sound, this generation of fierce demons from the Yin Sect finally spilled blood on the long street!

After killing the scorching sun, Bi Kong Qing let out a long laugh and immediately rushed to Ling Duxu, who had previously blocked the other enemies for him, and the world-shattering double absolute crutch directly attacked the other Mongols besieging him.

Although Ling Duxu is known as the King of Qi, with his own strength, he is very reluctant to deal with the people who are not inferior to his Bi Night Terror, so he can only respond to the enemy with his fierce and unprecedented, and buy time for Bi Kongqing.

Fortunately, Bi Tianqing was very strong, and he killed the scorching sun in just a few moves, and now he came to help, which greatly reduced his pressure.

Bi Kongqing is on the left side of Ling Duxu, every time he comes out, he will shout violently to chill the enemy's courage, his movements are simple and fast, fierce and fierce, it is a rigid and rigid way of playing. The enemy's sword touched his crutches, and he was immediately repulsed, and those who blocked him were invincible, if it weren't for the fact that these Mongolian masters were all the strongest in the world, they would have been shattered all over their bodies and would have been killed upside down.

"What a traitor, you dare to kill my senior brother, the old man will break your body into pieces, and ask you to pay for your blood debt!"

Bi Ye turned his head and caught a glimpse of the tragic death of the scorching sun, and suddenly his eyes were torn apart, and he used the true qi in his body, bent his hands into a grasp, and grabbed it with one claw.

"Brother Bi be careful!"

Ye Caixuan, the heir of Cihang Jingzhai, reminded him with a sword, and stabbed forward with a sword, a piercing sword intent permeated, just a simple sword, forcing Bi Ye Terror's claw to no longer advance an inch.

"Ahh

Under the fury of the night, his body rose into the sky like a black eagle, and when he was in mid-air, he immediately met the sword stabbed by Ye Caixuan, slapped the sword with a swift and incomparable palm, and jumped into the air again with his strength. Don't underestimate his shot, this is the accumulation of his life's work, the three major scattered moves of the Heavenly Demon Strike are full of strength, and he can use the momentum of jumping up in the air to improve his skill in three times, one is as strong as once, and it is so powerful.

Ye Caixuan only felt that the true power on the sword was almost scattered for him, and he couldn't help but sigh at the world-beating power of this demon. At this time, the second blow of Bi Ye Terror had already hit down with a punch like a thunderbolt, just hitting the sword body she stabbed, and then flew into the air, up to six zhang, and the figure hovered in the air, and when it pounced down for the third time, it was even more with both hands, and the true qi that had accumulated to the extreme surged out instantly, forming a huge storm!

Ye Caixuan seemed to be in the center of the storm at this time, and like a small boat in the stormy waves, there was a danger of capsizing at any time. However, her swordsmanship is indeed shocking, and with a stab in the void, it fixed the storm of Bi Ye Terror's whole body power condensation, and then the horizontal sword slashed, and Bi Ye Terror felt that the true qi in his hand began to collapse, and he couldn't help but retreat.

"Hugh hurt Teacher Bi!" Seeing that this men's beauty was so powerful, the other Mongolian masters shouted loudly, and attacked one after another, for a while, the wind was cold, the strength was vertical and horizontal, and the fierce strength was shot out from these hands, shaking the surrounding void to fluctuations!

And Ye Caixuan has a sword in her hand, no matter how much fierce energy those Mongolian masters emit, as long as the long sword in her hand is stabbed lightly, it can make their qi collapse and disappear, making them extremely frightened.

On the other side, the battle between Qi Bishao and Si Hanfei has reached a fever pitch. At this time, there were other people on both sides involved, and there was no one to help for a while!

Although Qi Bishao has the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, after all, her cultivation days are short, and if it weren't for such supreme sword skills, she would not be qualified to fight with Si Hanfei at all.

However, after all, the Holy Spirit Sword Technique is the supreme sword technique that surpasses this world, although Qi Bishao has only practiced the first seven swords, and has not yet practiced the eighth sword, he has already been able to draw with Si Hanfei and is in an invincible position.

Si Hanfei's face sank like water, and the spear waved in his hand impermanently, at this moment he was the spear, the spear was him, and he could no longer distinguish each other.

Feeling the astonishing pressure brought by the spear, she had begun to slowly push towards herself, Qi Bishao was secretly amazed that the martial arts of this Mongolian royal family were even more powerful than she imagined, but her mind was extremely calm, and there was no panic in her heart.

Although her Sacred Heart Technique had not even entered the door, and there was still a long way to go before she could truly practice it, with the characteristics of this supreme divine skill, just by operating her Divine Technique, it was enough to make her mind as clear and transparent as ice, without any distractions, and no matter how critical the situation was, she could remain calm enough.

It's just that Si Hanfei's mind is not as calm as his face shows, you must know that his Mongolian Empire is like the sky, the tide is rising, and he has the three strong men of the Demon Sect Meng Chixing, the National Teacher Bashi Ba and his Si Hanfei, which are the best in China and Mongolia, which is the reason of heaven. But what is puzzling is that when the Central Plains is exhausted, characters like Ling Donglai and Qi Bishao can still emerge, which is really incomprehensible.

Not to mention that behind Qi Bishao, there is still a peerless martial god who is like a god and a demon, and is so terrifying that he is not like a human being!

Could it be that the heavens are going to kill him Mongolia?

Under the grief and indignation in his heart, Si Han flew like a spear, gathering his true qi with all his might, and seemed to be preparing for the strongest earth-shattering blow!

He let out a low groan, which at first was faint and unpleasant, as if he had come from under the eighteen layers of hell, and then suddenly took over the entire heaven and earth.

Si Hanfei seemed to be swimming against the current in the roar of the wind, he had already dissolved his unique qigong into the whistling, and launched the most fierce attack on Qi Bishao, vowing to kill this woman here.

Qi Bishao couldn't sense it, she and Si Hanfei had reached the last moment of dueling, and immediately lifted the long sword and slowly struck out at the spear that stabbed her.

"Sword One" style, shoot again!

Sword One, although it is the first move of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, it does not mean that it is the weakest move.

The spears and swords were fast and slow, and seemed to be as fast as thunder, approaching at strange speeds that were not proportionate.

Si Hanfei and Qi Bishao are extremely aware of each other's intentions, for the sake of their country and nation, this battle must not be lost, so the spears and swords in their hands have become foreign objects with character, feelings and aspirations, and are no longer simple weapons.

However, the two of them also quickly discovered one thing at the same time, that is, according to the current development, when Si Hanfei's spear pierced Qi Bishao's chest, it was also the moment when Qi Bishao cut off Si Hanfei's head with a sword!

But among them, no one flinched, but even more indomitable, both of them stretched their momentum and power to the extreme, and any slight mutation would only accelerate the opponent's speed and enhance the enemy's momentum, making one and the other.

At this moment, whether they were really willing or not, the arrow was already on the bowstring, and they had to be fired, and there was no room for the slightest hesitation.

The two masters are moving towards the end of the same end step by step.

On the verge of life and death.