No one thought that just these two, who looked like teenagers, would block so many masters. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Several elders of the Red Fire Sect naturally looked like water, and before the things arrived, they had already lost a lot of disciples, and even an elder.

It is difficult to ride a tiger now, and it is impossible to let them go, and they were forced by Jia Lin and Qing Yang in time to be a little embarrassed, these masters of Chihuomen still have no suspicion about killing each other, just a few little guys, how long can they last.

In fact, it didn't take long, Jia Lin and Qing Yang's cultivation time was not very long, and their strength was not very strong.

If they fight alone, the strongest is just a general, or the kind that has just entered the general level, no matter how strong they are, they are not opponents.

However, in this situation, such a powerful combat power burst out, and the others were shocked by the talent of the two, while Jia Lin and Qing Yang felt that the sword technique of the senior brother was specially prepared for themselves, and they were naturally quite grateful in their hearts.

The figures slowly fell from the sky, and the two of them were covered in blood, but they looked at each other and smiled, and their eyes were extremely clean.

Taking advantage of this time, Liu Zihong seized the time to recover from his injuries and finally regained some combat effectiveness, and when he stood up, Jia Lin and Qing Yang's bodies had already fallen.

Mu Shi had also stood up and re-protected himself in front of everyone, and the girls of the Yu family were even more frightened and didn't dare to show up.

"Sister Manjushri, are we going to die?"

"Maybe, it's just that Liu Gongzi and them have been affected, if it weren't for sending my brother back, there wouldn't have been these things!" Yu Wenshu was also in a depressed mood.

"If it weren't for them, we wouldn't have had an accident, and the people of the Red Fire Gate weren't provoked because of them!" said a woman unhappily.

"If you dare to say that again, I will kill you before they kill us!" Yu Wenshu suddenly turned her head, her eyes staring coldly at the woman, her words were murderous, and her hand had already landed on the hilt of the sword.

"Sister Manjusri, she didn't mean it either!" the others hurriedly separated the two.

"I'll let you go this time, our Yu family doesn't want such an ungrateful person, whether you can live now or not, I don't want to hear such words, this is the last time!" Yu Wenshu's gaze swept over the other people, turned around and went out, helping Jia Lin and Qing Yang on the ground.

Yitian Sword was held in his hand, and the injury in his abdomen was barely controlled, but he forcibly connected Wuhou's eighteen swords, causing his internal organs to be injured, and his movements were a little uncomfortable.

At this time, it should be the time for the villain to show off his might, but several high-level officials of the Red Fire Gate did not have this idea, and had no intention of speaking at all.

Within a radius of five meters, there were burning flames, completely isolating Liu Zihong from the outside.

Cao Yunchao had already killed him with his life, and the disciples of the Red Fire Sect along the way dragged him to death, even if it was because of his own injury, he had to block the man in front of him from advancing.

One after another the spears flickered, and the Red Charcoal Fire Dragon Pony completely burst out, not at all these disciples could stop it, but it was enough for the Hou-level monks behind to catch up.

The heavy sword burning with fire yuan power smashed on Cao Yunchao's armor, and cracks had already appeared on the solid armor, maybe if it came again a few times, it would be completely scrapped.

There is no intention of turning back, Cao Yunchao is still firmly moving towards the front, the murderous aura accumulated on the battlefield has completely diffused, Cao Yunchao, who is stained with the blood of tens of thousands of living beings in his hands, is the real Cao Yunchao, and he is usually too gentle.

At this moment, it finally completely burst out, the eyes under the mask, hard and gradually turned blood, the whole body was almost a real murderous aura, covering the ground and pressing towards the front, the burning fire yuan force was instantly extinguished, the Hou level monk, felt that the yuan force around him, like a frightened rabbit, broke out of control and dispersed to the surroundings.

I couldn't help but be horrified in my heart, after practicing for decades, I hadn't encountered such a strange thing, and I was a little dazed.

The eyes of the three elders fell on Cao Yunchao, who was able to burst out with such a strong murderous aura, he was definitely a general in the army, so the young man in front of him was definitely the son of a big force, if he was allowed to leave, he and the others would definitely die without a place to be buried, and his determination to kill would be strengthened again.

He and the people of Chihuomen are not fools, and they soon understood that since this son-in-law is not simple, then only by completely destroying the corpse can he ensure the safety of himself and others.

Both sides did not hesitate, Liu Zihong did not think about asking the other party to be merciful from the beginning, and only killing himself and others was the best choice.

At the moment when Cao Yunchao came over, the small puddle formed by the Dan liquid in the Yuan Sea began to fluctuate continuously, and the ripples began to spread one after another, and the True Yuan Force, which was purer than True Qi, spread in his meridians.

The third form of Tang Shi's swordsmanship was unleashed, and the two general-level disciples who rushed over were immediately seriously injured to the end and lost their combat effectiveness.

But this is just the beginning, Liu Zihong performed six styles of swordsmanship in one breath, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal within dozens of meters, and the sound of gold and iron resonating was heard from time to time, and nearly ten disciples of the Red Fire Sect had fallen, but Liu Zihong seemed to be able to hold on.

The two Hou-level monks, plus several elite Chihuomen disciples, dragged Cao Yunchao desperately, just to create an opportunity for others to kill Liu Zihong, as long as they could kill that little guy, then it would not be difficult for the four of them to besiege and kill this Hou-level general.

Things obviously did not develop in the direction they imagined, although the night jade lion did not have the fighting style of a carnivorous demon beast, but after all, it also belonged to a fifth-order demon beast, and it was more than enough to drag a Hou-level monk to promote, and although Liu Zihong's injuries were getting worse and worse, it was estimated that it would take some time to kill him.

The three elders gave up the night jade lion, and their figures turned to appear in front of Liu Zihong, and a huge flame palm appeared above Liu Zihong's head out of thin air.

It's still Tang Shi swordsmanship, it's been so long since I got this swordsmanship, Liu Zihong has enough comprehension, so far it has exceeded twenty styles, and it's not for nothing that the sword style focuses on defense, but how can it be enough just defense.

The seventeenth style "Out of the Stopper": "In the Qin period, the bright moon and the Han period, the Long March has not been returned." ”

The disciples of the Red Fire Sect were all stunned, what is the situation, you are still in the mood to chant poetry, and sure enough, the people of the big forces can't use common sense.

"But to make the dragon city fly, do not teach Humadu Yin Mountain. Liu Zihong's voice suddenly became high-pitched, and the Heavenly Sword burst out with a burst of sword light, instantly breaking the flame palm above his head.

The figure has already appeared in front of the three elders, and the other party is a Hou-level monk, and Liu Zihong has not the slightest fear until now, either you die, or I die, it's nothing more than death.

The third elder snorted coldly, and hit the Yitian Sword with a heavy punch, Liu Zihong retreated four or five meters in the air, and landed on the ground and stepped on a few half-foot-deep footprints, which barely stabilized his body.

I pressed my chest, the pain became more and more intense, and the injury was already uncontrollable, and if it broke out, it would be over.