Ye Hong clutched his chest, and his true qi poured into his body from his palm, trying to suppress the blood qi churning like boiling water, and his eyes showed a look of shock and anger.

He really couldn't figure out how Yi Tianxing and Gu Mengya could know about their own arrangement: "Could it be that there is a traitor who gives them a message?"

As soon as the thought in his heart turned, he felt a depression above his head, and Yi Tianxing jumped up in the air, flew above him, and slashed down with one leg.

The wind was howling and menacing, Ye Hong didn't think much about it, roared angrily, shook his hands, and two short rods about a foot and a half long, one gold and one silver slid down his palms, and then the two rods crossed and sealed Yi Tianxing's legs.

Yi Tianxing didn't wait for the move to make him old, he suddenly withdrew his right leg, his body sank suddenly, he fell to the ground like a scale, and kicked straight with one leg sideways.

Ye Hong let out a hey, exhaled and exerted force, his body was tucked into his chest and abdomen, and his arms were put together in front of his chest.

Boom! Although Ye Hong blocked Yi Tianxing's kick with his double sticks, a huge force invaded his arms through his double sticks, and the two arms were suddenly shocked to soreness and numbness, and he almost couldn't hold the gold and silver double sticks, and the qi and blood that he had finally controlled became restless again, flying out backwards on one side, and spit out a mouthful of blood on the other hand.

Yi Tianxing pursed his lips and sneered: "You kind of waste, you dare to sneak attack Lao Tzu!" With a step, it seemed that the amplitude was not large, but in an instant, he caught up with Ye Hong's figure, and his right palm stood like a sword, and he slashed down fiercely.

Ye Hong was in mid-air, it was difficult to exert force, and his arms were sore, and he couldn't swing the short stick in his hand smoothly, seeing that he was dying, he was suddenly frightened, and screamed: "Third brother!"

As soon as his voice was raised, a cold air rose from behind a bright tree three zhang away, diluting the heat of midsummer by three points, and a fierce killing machine firmly locked Yi Tianxing.

Yi Tianxing was unconscious, and continued to slash with his palm, and at the same time laughed loudly: "Finally, there is a decent one!

Behind the bright wood, Xue Xiaolou was full of anger in his heart, he had always been conceited and skilled in swordsmanship, and he had nothing to spare, so he didn't participate in the sneak attack of Ye Hong and the others, but just ambushed from a distance, thinking that he would respond. Unexpectedly, this support was great, and Ye Hong was in danger of dying for a lifetime, and he shouted violently, and the true qi around his body burst out with all his might, and countless sword qi sprayed forward, twisting the bright wood that stopped between him and Yi Tianxing into crumbs, and the momentum was inexhaustible, and he shot at Yi Tianxing like an arrow, and then pinched a sword trick in his left hand, and held a sword flower in his right hand, pointing at Yi Tianxing from afar.

The sword qi was all over the sky, but Yi Tianxing had no intention of avoiding it, but when he was pointed at by Xue Xiaolou's sword, he felt a chill that penetrated his body, and he couldn't help but feel jealous, and his hand slowed down.

Although Ye Hong's martial arts skills are not as good as Yi Tianxing, he is not a mediocre hand, he immediately seized the opportunity, bit the tip of his tongue, strengthened himself to lift his spirits, and with a strange scream, poured the true qi of his whole body into his arms, and held his double sticks to protect his chest.

A muffled thunder sounded between heaven and earth, Ye Hong's arms and clothes were shattered, turning into butterflies flying in the sky, his body flew down like a meteorite, and he hit the ground directly with a bang, smashing out a big crater. Ye Hong in the pit looked extremely miserable, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, the two short rods were bent into two crescents, and even the smooth surface of the metal short rod was cut out of a sharp crack, the top of the curved arc of the short rod was embedded in the chest half an inch, and there was a blood stain, and he didn't know how many ribs he had broken, his face was pale and bloodless, and the blood in his mouth was no longer able to spew out, but flowed down the corners of his mouth, and his eyes looked at the sky sluggishly, and he no longer had the usual bright and electric look.

After Yi Tianxing knocked down Ye Hong, he waved his hands, his long sleeves flew up, and the turbulent and agitated air currents crisscrossed and laid a net in front of him, and Xue Xiaolou's sword qi pierced into it, and he was immediately twisted into a mess, and after struggling twice, he was completely wiped out.

It didn't seem to sense Ye Hong's condition, Xue Xiaolou looked calm and stared at Yi Tianxing with his own care.

Yi Tianxing's vigilance became more and more intense, as a swordsman who had achieved cultivation, he naturally knew that this was not because Xue Xiaolou was cold by nature, but because he had entered the realm of forgetting things and me, and he was angry, but he was able to instantly adjust the sword heart to an absolutely calm state, although this kind of mental method is not respected by authentic swordsmanship, but the swordsmen who can do it undoubtedly have extremely strong combat effectiveness.

However, Yi Tianxing has been aggressive since he was a child, and he was not frightened when he saw it, but he was eager to try, holding the white jade sword hilt behind him with his backhand, his body was slightly bent, and he smiled at Xue Xiaolou: "Come on!"

Xue Xiaolou seemed to be a good clockwork organ inspired by Yi Tianxing's words, and let out a long roar, penetrating the sky, and even the person with the sword turned into a white rainbow and shot towards Yi Tianxing.

Yi Tianxing twisted and stepped sideways, and the white jade sword came out of its sheath with a wave, and it was also a simple to the extreme white sword light that pierced out, hitting the tip of Xue Xiaolou's sword.

In the long roar, Yi Tianxing did not retreat, his body was as steady as a mountain, and the white jade sword was as solid as a rock, blocking Xue Xiaolou from a sword, but Xue Xiaolou's sword momentum was blocked, but his body continued to fly forward, and the sword in his hand could not withstand the huge force on both sides of the front and back, bent into a semi-circular arc, and bright sparks bloomed between the two swords.

Xue Xiaolou's sword became more and more curved, and his body was finally unable to support it, and he fell to the ground.

As soon as his footsteps touched the ground, Yi Tianxing shouted, his wrist shook violently, and his true qi penetrated the tip of the sword, and with a bang, it exploded, and the surging air flow shook Xue Xiaolou back three feet, and the sword in his hand couldn't help trembling, and cracks appeared one after another.

Xue Xiaolou looked at Bai Lin Jian, who had been with him for more than ten years, as if blood was dripping in his heart, staring at the unscathed Bai Yujian, and roaring: "Yi Tianxing, you just rely on the sharpness of the sword, what kind of hero are you?"

Yi Tianxing pouted and said, "Sure enough, those who cultivate the Forgetful Sword Dao have a sick brain! Could it be that I can only be considered a hero if I take a sword that is worse than the broken sword in your hand and fight with you?"

Xue Xiaolou only felt that the sword light in front of him was dazzling, and hurriedly swung his sword to block, but his sword was seriously damaged, and he fought hard before it was repaired, and the cracks on the sword spread out at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in less than three breaths, it was like a silver bottle bursting, scattering into a place of silver light.

Xue Xiaolou was distressed and frightened, his skills were all over the swordsmanship, losing the sword was like a tiger losing its minions, and his majesty was no longer there, so he could only unfold his body and retreat while dodging.

Although Yi Tianxing didn't understand the reason why Xue Xiaolou and others besieged him, he had always been the master of the enemy, as long as someone was unfavorable to him, no matter what the reason was, he would definitely chase and fight fiercely, and he would not show mercy, seeing Xue Xiaolou's embarrassment, he became more and more unforgiving, and the sword light was running, stabbing Xue Xiaolou one after another, forcing him to jump up and down, so that he was not embarrassed.

Yi Tianxing fought happily here, but Gu Mengya fell into a bitter battle, because his martial arts background had already been clearly understood by Kong Qian and others, and the crux of the hatred between the two sides was also concentrated on him, so the people who besieged him were the most and the most targeted.

In addition to the black-clothed swordsman Qin Yun, who was hit hard by him before he could make a move, three other masters rushed out from behind the bright wood and surrounded the ancient dream cliff, one of them was a five-short man in a strong suit with a knife in his right hand and a shield in his left hand, blocking the golden spear of the ancient dream cliff head-on, and the treasure knife was bent like a bright moon. The snow is as bright as frost, the cutting air makes a whooshing sound, the texture of the shield is like a milky white frozen stone, and a vague turtle pattern emerges from the inside, the golden spear of the ancient dream cliff stabs up, making the sound of gold and stone clashing, and the fiery true qi as soon as it touches the surface of the shield, it explodes into a residual cloud-like emberfire, and another young man with a white face is wearing a silver glittering, The cold golden wisped clothes, with empty hands, are like the wind, swimming around the ancient dream cliff, every shot, there is a white mist surging from the top of the golden wisp clothes, shooting towards the ancient dream cliff along the palm wind, those fogs seem inconspicuous, but the ancient dream cliff is like seeing a ghost, avoiding it, what is even more terrifying is that the fog did not hit the enemy, nor did it dissipate, so there was a mist-like white mark in mid-air, which limited the action space of the ancient dream cliff to become smaller and smaller, and there was a carp crown on his head, wearing a yin and yang robe, The long-bearded Taoist priest holding a white silk umbrella was far away from the battle group, staring at the ancient dream cliff with a solemn expression, chanting words in his mouth, holding the big umbrella with both hands, slowly turning, and the white light needles flew out like a rain, scattering towards the ancient dream cliff, but this kind of light needle does not seem to be very powerful, and the ancient dream cliff does not block and dodge, but just urges the true qi of the body protection, and envelops his whole body in a flame-like red light, and the white light needles fall on it, like a red-hot iron needle falling into the cold water, making a sizzling sound, and then disappearing into obscurity, but as the light needle continues to attack, the red light outside the ancient dream cliff is getting more and more dim, and obviously the loss is still not small。

Gu Mengya's offensive was stopped by the shield, and the defense was consumed by the pervasive attack, just like a mouse in the bellows, angry at both ends, depressed and irritable in his heart, he couldn't help but let out a long roar, and the true qi burst out with all his strength, and the rolling heat wave swept out, enveloping the twenty zhang square circle.

The three people who besieged Gu Mengya were not only profound, but also experienced, although they felt the heat wave outside their bodies, burning their skin painfully, and even scalding blisters, but they knew that the more this was the case, the more it proved that Gu Mengya was unsustainable, and wanted to change the situation by exploding instantly.

Therefore, the man with the shield and the silver-clothed young man did not advance but retreated, facing the blazing true qi gushing with the ancient dream cliff as the center, and pounced on it, the sword light was like practice, the palm wind was foggy, and the three white dragons flew towards the ancient dream cliff like lightning.

The umbrella-holding Taoist priest couldn't resist the invasion of Gu Mengya's strong true qi, and quickly retreated, but while he retreated, the white umbrella in his hand rotated without stopping, and the white light needle was more intensively stimulated.

Yi Tianxing and Gu Mengya have known each other since childhood, and they don't know how many times they have exchanged hands, they feel that the air behind them is inexplicably hot, and they don't need to look back at all, they know Gu Mengya's intentions, and then deduce his embarrassment, so he did not hesitate to give up the pursuit of Xue Xiaolou, raised his sword eyebrows, turned around and waved his arms, and a puff of blue light shot out, shooting towards the three people besieging Gu Mengya.

Xue Xiaolou got this opportunity, his heart was overjoyed, he rolled on the spot, got out of Yi Tianxing's sword light, grabbed Ye Hong, who was burned by the heat and had fainted, and flew back.

The shield-wielding man and the silver-clothed boy sensed Yi Tianxing's flying needle almost at the same time, but they responded differently. The seemingly brave and fierce man with the shield bent his body, turned the shield to block the flying needle, the sword light was like a white cloud, and returned to his side to protect the gap that the shield could not reach, but the silver-clothed young man shouted, his whole body was full of true qi, and his body seemed to become a cold outlet, and a cold and piercing mist spewed out from the surface of the golden wisp clothes on his body, protecting his body, and his palms were inexhaustible, and he continued to hit towards the ancient dream cliff.

Dozens of blue-colored flying needles shot at the shield, reaching its tail, leaving only dozens of pinholes revealing phosphorous spots. The man with the shield was shocked when he saw the ban, the shield in his hand was his family heirloom, and the whole body was carved from a whole piece of Xuanxin frozen stone, which not only had the function of avoiding fire and cold, but also surpassed King Kong, even if it was attacked by a giant axe and hammer, it would not be damaged in the slightest, and it was unthinkable that such a small flying needle penetrated into it, if it was replaced by a sharp sword in Yi Tianxing's hand, it would not be a sword in half? He and Kong Qian and others are not friends of life and death, this time he asked him to help, Kong Qian not only promised favors, but also gave heavy benefits, he also thought that he had a special effect on dealing with pure yang true qi, and he consciously agreed to win in his hand, but now he was frightened by Yi Tianxing, and his heart suddenly gave birth to a retreat.

Compared with the man with the shield, the fate of the silver-clothed young man was much more miserable, he held it up for a while, thinking that with the help of the Yin Spirit Silk Clothes, he could stimulate twelve points of skill, coupled with the unique Yin Spirit Silk Clothes' cold aura, it looks like mist, but it is actually condensed like a substance, and the subtle hidden weapon of the flying needle is blocked by it, even if it does not fall on the spot, the speed will be much slower, and it will be too late to dodge after killing the Ancient Dream Cliff. Who knew that Yi Tianxing's internal strength was strong, rare in the world, flying needles passed through, and the cold fog was pierced without blocking the slightest effect, and none of the more than ten poisonous needles missed, and all of them shot on the silver-clothed young man. The silver-clothed young man only felt a numb body, and then lost all his strength, his outstretched arms stiffened halfway, and the white mist rushing forward along the palms of his hands lost his true qi drive control, and remained in mid-air, penetrating towards his arms. The silver-clothed young man's arms were like being placed in a 10,000-year-old ice cave, he was so cold that he lost consciousness, his body was paralyzed, and there was a feeling of soreness in his spinal cord, as if countless stones were grinding his vertebrae, and the pain was extreme, and he couldn't help but scream.

The umbrella-holding Taoist has poor martial arts, and when he found out that Yi Tianxing was sneak attacking, the poison needle was already less than a zhang close to his body, and he roared wildly, released the umbrella handle with his right hand, and slapped it on a jade talisman on his waist.

With a crisp sound, the jade talisman shattered, and a white light rose up, enveloping the Taoist priest holding the umbrella, and Yi Tianxing's poisonous needle shot on it, like a small pebble thrown on the drum surface, and they rebounded and fell to the ground.

However, at the same time that the right hand of the Taoist priest holding the umbrella was released, the rotation of the white umbrella also slowed down a lot, and the white light needle immediately turned from dense to sparse, and the power became weaker and weaker, and it shot on the true qi of the ancient dream cliff like a moth to a fire, and there was no longer half a threat.

On the tower of the distant city, the little officials guarding the city were already in a sluggish state, staring at the bright trees that were gradually scorched and even emitting black smoke in the heat wave, and muttered: "You crazy people, you are dead, you are dead." ”