"Where is the autumn wind coming? Xiao Xiao sent a flock of geese. The clear voice of the pen www.biquge.info echoed in everyone's ears.

Whether it was everyone in Yinyue Tower, or Zhuo Wenxuan and the others, they were all stunned, and their eyes fell on Liu Zihong.

It's just that Liu Zihong didn't pay attention to them, and touched his long sword still in the sheath, without a smile on his face.

"What other means can be used, Liu Mou will be my junior brothers and sisters next!" This is already very polite, but the people of Yinyue Building have nothing to say, after all, they are not authentic.

The fourth style of Tang Shi's swordsmanship, Liu Zihong has almost completely comprehended it, and he performed it in a hurry, which really worked wonders.

People who saw his movements were shocked in their hearts, and as Liu Zihong recited these two poems, the wind blade on the neck of the general Shang Yu actually dissipated by itself and turned into Yuan Force again.

When the second sentence appeared, those yuan forces fell directly on the person who sent out the wind blade, and at the moment when Liu Zihong's voice fell, that person had been swallowed by the yuan force and fell to the ground.

"He just did it unintentionally, why do you have to be so heavy-handed!" The elders sitting in front of them, some of them couldn't hold their breath and shouted, as a Hou-level monk, the momentum of the Hou-level monk overwhelmingly pressed towards Liu Zihong and the others.

Regardless of Liu Zihong's amazing talent, his cultivation is only two or three years, and in the face of Wuhou level masters, he is still willing but powerless, and he protects himself in front of him.

Fortunately, the main target is him, otherwise Zhuo Wenxuan and the others would have suffered, even so, their faces were still pale, and Shang Yu collapsed directly to the ground.

Meng Yu was worried about Shang Yu's injury, and under the shaking of his heart, he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and his face became more and more pale.

Touching the silver box on his waist, Liu Zihong's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, if it was used on a Hou-level monk, would it be too extravagant, but if the other party didn't know what to do, he didn't mind being extravagant.

"Okay, let's go on!" Xie Wujin's voice came faintly, as if he hadn't seen the situation at the scene.

Wu Long frowned, but he didn't speak, just looked at the landlord in front of him, and didn't want to speak anymore.

Other people don't have any psychological burden, Zhu Ye was injured, and when he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, as long as he could kill the other party, he didn't care what the method was.

Someone didn't stand up soon, she was a cold woman, her face was cold and cold without any expression, and even a little cruel, standing there, it made people feel a little chilly.

"Which of you will die?"

"It's not up to anyone to die!" Meng Yu, who was squatting beside Shang Yu, stood up with a sneer, after several years of cultivation, she was no longer the weak girl she was at the beginning.

If it really starts, even Shang Yu may not be able to please her hands, and standing up at this moment is naturally full of confidence, even if he has suffered internal injuries.

"Shoot with all your might!" There were voices from behind each other, but it was Liu Zihong and another young man, the two of them fell at the same time, and then looked at each other.

Mongolian Yu naturally understands what Liu Zihong means, and has always trusted his senior brother, since the senior brother let him go all out, then he will go all out, and the Emei heart method will work.

There is a faint sense of dust on the body, like a hollow valley orchid, slim and jade standing in front of everyone.

The movements in his hands were not slow at all, palm-sized snowflakes fell, and the hazy clouds and mist filled the air, as if he had entered the winter morning in an instant.

The woman also snorted coldly, quickly stretched out her hands, and conjured up a hand duel, dense hail, which had already fallen towards the Mongolian language.

A fist-sized ice cube that even an adult man can't bear, and she looks like a slender girl from Don't mention Mongolian.

Who knows, Mongolian Yu has no intention of dodging at all, letting the hail fall on her, the strong pain makes her calm down more and more.

When she saw a cold palm appear on her chest, the woman felt that she had made a mistake.

Taking a deep breath, almost instantly, her body was wrapped in a layer of cold ice, and in the next second, Meng Yu's palm fell on her chest, and the majestic internal strength surged into her body.

In just one face-to-face time, the ice on the woman's body was disintegrated, and the originally icy white face showed some red tides, and then a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of the mouth, more and more, and when she opened her mouth, it was already full of blood.

Meng Yu was also hit by the hailstone, and his head was broken and bleeding, and even several bones were broken, so naturally he had no strength to fight again.

In order to guard against any small movements of the other party, Qing Cicada appeared beside her in an instant, and Emei's true qi flowed down her back and poured into Meng Yu's body, but compared to the Bing Yuan force she received, the internal strength that Qing Cicada input was simply not worth mentioning.

The woman on the other side was also left in a coma completely.

Shaking his head and sobering himself up, Meng Yu still had a sneer on his face, wanting to please himself, where is it so easy.

I used to be powerless, and it was just a matter of being bullied, but now that I have been practicing for a few years, if I have to be bullied by these people, where will my senior brother's face be put aside.

After taking the Heaven and Earth Gathering Soul Pill, Liu Zihong's strength has already completed the transformation, and even the sword heart has been upgraded, and even the Tang Shi swordsmanship is not so difficult to understand, which is also the key to being able to comprehend the fourth form in time.

I touched Shang Yu's pulse, but it was all skin trauma, nothing serious, and after a little bit of Dao True Qi, he quickly woke up.

Meng Yu was much more troublesome, she was invaded by Bing Yuanli, and there were still some places for bone exercise, Liu Zihong could only stabilize her injuries for the time being, and wait until she left here to make plans.

Dealing with Zhe's injuries here, Zhuo Wenxuan had already stood up, and his eyes fell on those people: "Okay, if anyone wants to make a move next, I will do next!"

The long sword in his hand was already in his hand, emitting a trace of cold light, and the indomitable momentum exuded from his body shocked many people in Yinyue Tower in a short period of time.

"Sure enough, it's all a bit of a bad thing, then I'll look at your head, how many pounds weigh!"

Sure enough, it was a dark-skinned man, estimated to be more than two meters tall, and Mushi must not be left behind, with an iron chain tied to his body and a thick back knife on his back.

Even those people from Yinyue Tower also moved out of the way one after another, and in the blink of an eye, a passage more than two meters wide had appeared in front of that person, which showed that this person was famous and even his own people were afraid.

Wu Long frowned, and there was already a look of annoyance on his face, who got this guy here.

It's just that now he is not allowed to think about it anymore, the dark-skinned man has already appeared more than ten meters in front of Zhuo Wenxuan, and suddenly sped up and crashed towards Zhuo Wenxuan.