Ji Lone's divine sense swept towards Xu Yukong, and he was sure that he was a martial artist at the peak of the Martial King, and he didn't dare to be careless, although he was already at the fourth level of Qi training, which was equivalent to the level of the Martial Emperor, although it was so much higher than Xu Yukong, but Zhang Dan called himself a martial artist who was already overestimated, and in the face of so many masters, he was still not completely sure.

Next, I couldn't think about it, Xu Yukong had already shot first, no, to be exact, it was a leg, between a breath, Xu Yukong kicked out more than ten kicks in a row, the speed was fast, and the lethality was also very strong, and even some martial artists standing nearby also felt this kind of strength, and retreated one after another, so as not to be injured by mistake.

While everyone was amazed at Xu Yu's superb empty leg skills, they also imagined the tragic situation of Ji Loneliness's chest being kicked and shattered, and in their eyes, Ji Lonely would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

However, the next scene couldn't help but be shocking, only to see that Ji Lonely didn't dodge, and also fought back with his legs, "bang bang bang" repeatedly.

This kid is simply looking for death, and the people present will definitely not go directly to the battle, not to mention that it is a blessing to be able to retreat with a foot for a foot, and sure enough, everyone heard the crisp sound of a broken bone with a "clatter".

I saw that the two of them each popped up far away, and the distance was almost the same.

Han Yong snorted coldly and said to himself: "Stinky boy, you are dying, breaking a leg." ”

Han Yong said, his eyes looked at Ji Lone, and he couldn't help but drop his jaw in shock, only to see that Ji Lone was not fine, and he jumped twice in place. Only then did he look at Xu Yukong, knowing that he was an unborn master, but he couldn't please Ji Lonely, the fracture just now was very loud, could it be that he broke his leg?

And no one can describe the shock in Xu Yukong's heart, just now he has exhausted ninety percent of his internal qi, intending to kill Ji Lao with one move, in the past, no one has been able to dodge his killing, but Ji Lone's leg method of fighting back is actually stronger than his own, and it is obvious that Ji Lao has not exhausted his internal strength and has reservations.

Of course, Ji Lao knew the reason, he was from the Liuguang Continent, with the fragmented memories of the past, it was enough to deal with Xu Yukong, plus his own divine sense, even though he was extremely fast, but in the next half second, Ji Lao had mastered his leg technique, so he simply used the method of treating others in the way of others, and fought back fiercely.

"Stinky boy, there's a hand. Xu Yukong steadied his footsteps, relying on one foot to support him, that's right, just now he had broken his right leg, he could only forcibly breathe to calm down, the old face was a little unbearable, and he regretted it in his heart, blaming himself for being too impulsive, not fully understanding this kid, underestimating him, if he loses at the feet of this kid who is less than twenty years old today, not to mention that he can't take revenge, he will have no shame to return to the mountain gate in the future, and he will have no shame to gain a foothold in this world, so he has a very strong will to support himself and not let himself show his defeat.

"This senior, let me deal with this kid. Although Han Yong understood that he might not be able to deal with Ji Lonely, at this time, he was anxious to vent his evil anger for his son, and besides, he didn't want to miss this "Tianshan Colorful Lotus", so he resolutely stood up.

Han Yong beckoned with a straight fist, only used thirty percent of his strength to shake it weakly, and then kicked with his right foot, and the two movements arrived almost at the same time, but Ji Lone's divine sense, what he saw was not a fist and a foot, but a soft sword on his waist, and he also foresaw that he was not in this kick, this soft sword was his killing.

Sure enough, almost at the same time, the cold light flashed in front of him, and a sharp sword blade had slashed towards his waist, divided into three stages, the first two sword flowers were empty, and the back was real when the sword light arrived.

The people present let out an exclamation, the Han family's martial arts are really powerful, and this Han family's soft sword is even more powerful and weird, no wonder the Han family can gain a foothold in Huaco, and it is not in vain to be one of the five major families in the South China Sea.

Ji Lao had expected it, and as soon as his mind moved, the soft sword in the storage space had come out, which was the trophy of the time when Duan Biao was killed in Cliff Mountain, the "clanging bell" crisp sound had passed, and the two soft swords were intertwined, constantly twisting, and the two of them also kept turning around, followed by another crisp sound, Han Yong's soft sword fell to the ground and broke into three.

Han Yong felt a tingling pain in the Guan acupoint in his wrist, and he was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly flew backwards, and the cold sweat on his forehead suddenly broke out. Just now, his straight fist, feet and soft sword can be said to be in one go, and the difference between the three is less than half a second, even if Ji Lao is a fairy, it is difficult to dodge, but in fact, Ji Lao not only dodged, but also seemed to have expected it in advance, and also used the soft sword to fight back against himself, if it wasn't for his fast flash, I'm afraid he would die now.

Han Yong grabbed his injured wrist, just retreated to Xu Yukong's side, and asked in surprise, "Senior, have you seen his soft sword?"

"Soft sword, isn't that your soft sword?" As soon as Xu Yu's empty words came out, he was surprised, and couldn't help but blush, this Ji Lonely had a soft sword hidden in his body, and he didn't even know it.

"To be exact, it was his soft sword that wrapped around my soft sword, and his soft sword also had attack power when it was twisted, breaking my soft sword into three pieces. ”

Except for Han Yong, who was immersive, no one could see Ji Lone's soft sword, and they all thought that it was the sword light produced by Han Yong's soft sword being too fast, and only Han Yong himself knew, so far, only Ji Lone could see the false moves of his first two swords.

"Could it be that this kid has special functions?" Xu Yukong and Han Yong shouted in unison, and at the same time they both realized something, and their hearts were furious, Xu Yukong was surprised that Ji Lao actually used the soft sword and didn't see it, Han Yong was surprised that Ji Lone's soft sword disappeared without a trace as soon as it appeared, and he didn't know where he was hiding.

Xu Yukong stubbornly connected the fracture of his right thigh with internal qi, and dredged the meridians, barely feeling better, and the hermit's tolerance can be seen here.

Seeing this, the two men in black suits couldn't even ask for benefits from Xu Yukong and Han Yong, so they hesitated, and one of them gritted his teeth and ran to Xu Yukong's side and said, "Let's go up together and kill him." ”

Encouraged by the man in the black suit, Xu Yukong and Han Yong could only grit their teeth and bite the bullet, and the four of them surrounded Ji Lone, attacking up and down on the left and right, Ji Lone sneered, "These so-called senior masters are simply too shameless." ”

Don't give them a little color, these people really don't know what to do, Ji Lao decided to teach them a lesson, a Ling palm knife passed, and the entire shoulder of a man in a black suit had been shaved off, and he let out a ghost crying wolf howl.

Ji Lao was trying to take advantage of the victory to pursue, and his consciousness was sharp, only to see that the staircase on the rooftop was standing with Guess Qi, looking at his contemptuous look, Ji Lao was going to die, he was guarding the staircase, Ji Lone's wings were difficult to fly.

Ji Lao was in the middle of his heart, his divine consciousness had told him that there was danger in front of him, and he suddenly felt a pain in his left rib, and turned back suddenly, Zhen Zhen was looking at himself coldly, suddenly pulled out the vajra, and stabbed it quickly.

Ji Lao slapped his palm on Zhen Zhen's chest, and his strength was much less. Zhen Zhen stroked her chest, and a bitter smile drifted through the corners of her mouth.