Jin Guidui grinned, a hideous smile appeared on his skeleton-like face, but he didn't make any sound, and eighty-one misty gray true qi suddenly spun automatically and spun without wind, turning into eighty-one gray sharp cones, stabbing endlessly towards the sword light formed by the eight swords.

True qi and sword light clashed fiercely, blooming a puffy bright spark, fluttering in the air, Miaochen Daogu and the others resisted for a while, and their faces were overwhelmed.

Jin Ziyou, who had been standing by beside him, saw it in his eyes, and secretly said in his heart: "It seems that those Dao Gu of the Fengshan Sword Sect will soon be unable to hold on." I have heard for a long time that Li San is cruel and ruthless, and now he will envelop us all in his palm as soon as he makes a move, if I sit and watch the defeat of the people of the Fengshan Sword Sect, and wait until Li Sanyi's party wins, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not attack me. Thinking of this, Jin Ziyou suddenly shouted: "Jin Fu, do it!"

Before the words fell, Jin Ziyou's body spread, soared into the sky, and shook out two golden chains as thick as pigeon eggs from his sleeves, drawing two mysterious and inexplicable trajectories in mid-air, and pumping towards Jin Guidu.

At the same time, Jin Fu followed, shooting golden wires from his fingers, throwing them into the air, and five golden rays of light were like five lightning bolts, shooting into the gray mist before Jin Ziyou's attack.

Seeing this, Jin Guidui was furious: "Wait for death!" hugged his hands to his chest, and the mist agitated and condensed, forming two gray air masses, blocking the way of the golden wire.

Listening to the sound of a bang, Jin effortlessly cut through the gray air mass, straight to Jin Guidu's chest.

Jin Guidu's eyes lit up suddenly.

Among the people convened by Li San, most of them are bandits and thieves who are in the prime of life, alone, and bold, and they have no scruples at all to offend the Fengshan Sword Sect for the sake of Taiqing Secret Record, only Jin Guidu's family has a great cause and dominates one side, and he does not dare to offend the Fengshan Sword Sect easily, plus he is old, it is impossible to re-cultivate other martial arts, according to common sense, it is impossible to accept Li San's invitation.

But Li San found him confidently, and as soon as he heard it, he immediately agreed to join the gang.

That's because Li San knows Jin Guidu's weakness, and the Jin family's barren mound and dry bone skills are improved from the remnants of the ancient White Bone Gate exercises, and the achievement of Jin Guidu's prestige has also left him with endless worries.

Even if the founder of the Dry Bone Technique of the Wasteland comes up with a special mental method, which can use internal force to urge qi and blood afterwards to make up for part of the body's loss, the cultivators of the past generations are also constantly trying to improve the method of making up for it, but it is always not the right way to make up for the essence and blood of the body, and it is impossible to completely restore the essence and blood vitality of the body.

If it was before, it would have been enough, the Jin family has been inherited for six generations, and there has been no cover-up character, and the name on the rivers and lakes is not well known, but in this generation, the Jin family has the outlier of Jin Guidu.

Jin Guidui has been talented since he was a child, and he has become the first master of the Jin family before he was twenty years old, and then resolutely left his home, went out to roam the rivers and lakes, and ran rampant with his martial arts, breaking into a great murderous name, and after he wandered for many years, he returned to his hometown and quickly swept away the surrounding forces, making the Jin family a tyrant of Meng Lin.

Over the years, the Jin family has relied on the prestige of Jin Guidui to bully men and women in the Menglin area, and they have made many enemies.

Jin Guiwan had known about these things for a long time, but he turned a deaf ear, because he had confidence in his martial arts, as long as he was there, the Jin family was Meng Lin's heaven, and no one could overthrow him. But as he grew older, he had to be afraid.

With prestige, there are more incidents, and no one in the six generations of the Jin family has ever died because of the cultivation of the barren mound dry bone skill, but since Jin Guidui expanded the power of the Jin family, he has two younger brothers, three sons, and two cousins and nephews who died in the rivers and lakes, and some were defeated and died, but more of them were short-lived by the barren mound dry bone gong, and now his only surviving third son is only in his forties, and he is already gray-haired, and he is tired and panting when he walks. Jin Guiwan had to face a problem, when he returned to Huangquan, who would support the Jin family?

The appearance of the Taiqing Secret Record made him see the hope of the Jin family to continue its glory, and he had practiced the Dry Bone Gong of the Barren Tomb and Dry Bone Gong He had absolute confidence and longing for the martial arts that had been famous in ancient times, and once he obtained the Taiqing Secret Record, his grandson could practice the real first-class martial arts, and no longer used his life to support the family.

Jin Fu's performance strengthened his thoughts, a slave of an ancient family had such a sharp attack, if he let his grandson practice the Taiqing Secret Record, the Jin family's power would definitely be able to go to the next level!

It's too late, it's too late, Jin Guidui's eyes flickered, he took a deep breath, his legs were closed, his body was bent, and the volley rolled into a ball, and the gray mist responded, gathering towards his body from all directions, condensing into a gray barrier about three inches thick, like substance.

The gold wire struck the gray barrier, and there was a loud sound, and the sparks shot out, and they were revived back by the powerful force.

Jin Ziyou sneered: "Turtle shell?!" His hands suddenly closed, and the two golden chains screamed, viciously pumping on Jin Guidu's body protection true qi.

With two bumps, the gray barrier outside Jin Guidu's body shattered, revealing his figure, but Jin Ziyou's chains were also bounced open by the airflow.

Without waiting for Jin Ziyou's master and servant to change his moves, Jin Guidui let out a long roar, left Jin Ziyou's master and servant, and swooped down towards Miaochen Daogu and others, waving his palms all the way, shooting a palm shadow in the sky.

The iron palm was like a mountain, and it immediately crushed the sword array that was barely maintained, and the eight swords emitted a long groan at the same time, and then exploded into iron filings in the sky.

Miaochen Daogu and the other eight people screamed, blood spurted wildly in their mouths, and they fell to the ground, their faces were pale, without a trace of blood, covering their chests, panting heavily, and they didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Ning Luyi was shocked when she saw this, and stood sideways in front of Miaochen Daogu and the others, her sword pointed at Jin Guidu, with a solemn expression, but she was shocked inexplicably in her heart, and she couldn't give birth to the idea of attacking.

Jin Guiwan grinned at her: "Don't be afraid, girl, I won't hurt your elders." ”

While speaking, the two masters and servants of Jin Ziyou have joined forces to attack, gold chains and gold wires, flying in the air, Jin Guidui dodged on one side, and said to Miaochen Daogu on the other: "Miaochen Dao Chief, where you offend, you still look at Haihan." But it's too clear, and the old man is determined to get it!"

Miaochen Dao opened his mouth, and before he could speak, blood couldn't help but spurt out, and his eyes glared at Jin Guidui angrily: "Jin Lao'er, Miss Mu is the territory of our Mountain Sealing Sword Sect!"

Jin Guidui listened to it in his ears, and his heart was relieved, the reason why he showed mercy was that he didn't want to form an indissoluble enmity with a behemoth like the Fengshan Sword Sect, although Miaochen Daogu's face was angry and her words were fierce, but her words were obviously weak, and there was still room for this matter after all: "Miaochen Daoist rest assured, as long as we are too clear and secret, Miss Mu's daughter's body, we will not dare to hurt." After that, he turned to Jin Ziyou, with a vicious look on his face: "I don't know whether I am alive or dead, let you see how powerful the old man is!"

The Fengshan Sword Sect has great power in the government and the rivers and lakes, and Jin Guiwan has a family and a business, so he naturally does not dare to provoke it, but the Golden Seventh Family has been hidden for many years, and it can't deter an evil faction like Jin Guidu.

Thinking that Jin Ziyou's master and servant had to force themselves to improve the power of the barren mound and dry bones, and he would have to lie down for at least a month afterwards, Jin Guidu's heart was full of murderous intent, and he drew two circles with both hands, facing Jin Ziyou and Jin Fu, the palm wind was howling, and the true qi was agitated, forcing the gold chain and gold wire to the point that he couldn't get close, and quickly approached Jin Fu's side, and shouted: "The old dog is killed!" A palm was split, and nine gray true qi staggered and flew, sealing Jin Fu's front and back left and right retreats.

Jin Fu due to his humble status, did not get the true inheritance of the Jin family, lack of internal strength has always been his shortcoming, so he focused on studying small and delicate ways, who knew that Jin Guidu's eyes were like torches, and he saw through his weaknesses at a glance, and tried to use force to kill him.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, Jin Fu gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "Young master, be careful to protect yourself!"

Immediately after, Jin Fu clenched his hands into fists, and the broken golden threads were wrapped along his hands, forming two talisman shapes, and his fists suddenly burst into golden light, turning into two golden balls, which hit Jin Guidui's chest.

Jin Guiwan felt a strong crisis, his heart sank, his feet kicked the ground, and his body suddenly flew back, but he was still a step too late, and was rubbed by Jin Fu's fist wind, and his chest was blocked, and then a sharp pain came, his breathing almost stopped immediately, he snorted, and the corners of his mouth oozed blood.

However, Jin Fu gave up his defense, and his body was hit by Jin Guidu's Nine Dao True Qi, and before he could snort, he was beaten to a broken bone and died on the spot.

Although Jin Ziyou did not regard Jin Fu as a family friend, but the master and servant were not without emotion, and their eyes cracked when they saw this: "Jin Lao'er, you dare to kill the people of my Jin family!

This sentence just touched Jin Guiwan's taboo, and he replied with a cruel smile on the spot: "Don't be ashamed! The old man will get rid of you now!"

Just when Jin and Jin were playing the real fire, Gu Youran, who was in the dark, didn't notice it for a while, and his shoulder was hung by Hao Laoda's palm, and he screamed in pain, stumbled under his feet, and almost fell.

Wen Zhengxin was shocked when he saw this, attacked the three swords, forced Hao Lao Er to retreat, and supported Gu Youran: "How are you?"

Gu Youran said with a bitter face: "I'm fine, be careful!"

Wen Zhengxin felt a gust of hot wind blowing on his face, and hurriedly pulled Gu Youran to fly back, and when he landed on the ground, he suddenly screamed bitterly!

Although the appearance of the two fierce men is very different, they are twin brothers, they have learned martial arts and practiced martial arts together since childhood, and they have a very tacit understanding of fighting together.

But now, taking advantage of Gu Youran's injury and Wen Zhengxin's help, the Hao brothers have gathered together, and the four flame wheels flew up and down, connecting into a sea of fire, overwhelmingly flocking towards Wen and Gu.

Gu Youran's face turned pale with fright, he was not a person in the rivers and lakes, he had never fought a war, he had no experience in fighting with life and death at all, and he usually only had a discussion with his brothers and close friends, it was good that he was not injured, but once he was injured, his courage was surging, and he no longer had the courage to step forward to meet the enemy.

Wen Zhengxin felt that Gu Youran's body was stiff, glanced at him, his heart suddenly understood, he sighed secretly, let go of Gu Youran, cheered up, and rushed towards the flame double murderer with both swords in his hand, and a tragic momentum of going alone appeared on his body, and the sword light flew one after another, suppressing the momentum of the flame and the double murder.

But in the eyes of the discerning people, they all know that Wen Zhengxin has spared no effort to fight, and it will not last long, and now it seems to have the upper hand, but in fact, it is only a matter of time before he is defeated.

Qiong Yuzhen watched the six ways and listened to the eight directions, and when she saw that the battle situation was unfavorable, her heart couldn't help but sink, but she had been committed to kendo since she was a child, and her personality was resolute, and her mind fluctuated slightly, and all the distracting thoughts were cut off and left behind by her, and only Li Sanyi was left in her eyes.

"Drink!" Qiong Yuzhen entered the realm of heart like water, unsettling and unexciting, her eyes were crystal clear but there was no trace of emotion, she scolded lightly in her mouth, the sword light in her right hand condensed, and the speed slowed down, as if every inch of the void would take her a lot of strength, the sword light swept over a short distance of three feet, and the tip of her nose oozed fine beads of sweat.

But out of the way, Li San's wild offensive was stopped by Qiong Yuzhen's sword, and thousands of ghosts and shadows were resisted by the sword light outside Qiong Yuzhen's three zhangs.

The sword moved slowly, and where it passed, a silver essence remained in the void, like an eternal imprint that had never changed since the beginning of the world.

Li San's face was solemn, he saw that the swordsmanship that Qiong Yuzhen used was powerful, and he would trigger it in vain, and it would only attract a thunderous counterattack, so he had to urge the true qi and use the Hundred Devil May Cry Blood Palm to the extreme, and the blood-colored skeleton as small as a thumb revolved around him, absorbing the scarlet true qi sprayed out from the pores around his body, gradually growing up, and finally becoming the size of a fist, baring his teeth and cracking teeth, and making a threat. In the woods, on the grass, and in the dust, bright red blood beads floated in the air, swaying to Li San's side, forming a sea of blood pearls in a radius of ten zhang outside him. In the sky, the sound of ghosts crying wolves is getting more and more poignant, and the dark canopy inexplicably gives people a feeling of being unable to withstand the pressure and sinking downward, which makes people's hearts involuntarily produce panic and suppressed emotions.

Qiong Yuzhen's sword finally drew a circle, and then she raised her left hand, and as soon as she released the sword technique to the sky, the circle of silver sword light outside her body suddenly exploded, turning into countless snowflake-shaped silver starlight.