However, what Lu Yong hit was only an afterimage, the real Wu Jiang had already appeared in front of him, and the four flying swords were standing in the place where he had just disappeared at this time, stabbing at Lu Yong fiercely.

And these four swords just pierced into a cloud of black gas, and Lu Yong appeared in front of Wu Jiang again, but as before, he was dodged out by Wu Jiang again.

The figures of the two kept flickering everywhere, so fast that everyone else thought that the two were moving in an instant, and only some masters vaguely saw the movements of the two.

Wu Jiang, who was dodging, found the right time, turned around and narrowed the distance between Lu Yong, and the four swords merged together and flew out towards Lu Yong, although the sword qi momentum was not very strong, but it condensed the internal qi together, and it was incomparable, and a wave of cyan qi formed behind it, pushing the speed of the sword qi.

"Click!"

Lu Yong also condensed his internal qi into one, like a black long stick, which instantly came into contact with Wu Jiang's sword qi.

The next moment, the black qi was cut off in two, and the flying sword that was offset by the internal qi slammed into Lu Yong's body protection true qi, and the corners of Lu Yong's mouth showed a sly smile.

"This is the time!"

A black finger, like a poisonous snake, carried a fierce, terrifying, and strange momentum, and flicked fiercely on Wu Jiang's body.

Wu Jiang's body protection qi was immediately pierced, but as soon as the muscles in Wu Jiang's body moved, this finger strength was instantly transferred elsewhere and hit the ground, and a one-foot-deep hole was shot out of the ground.

Lu Yong raised his hand to knock the four swords away, and looked at Wu Jiang with some incredulity. The fingering technique that Lu Yong used just now was the fingering technique that Lu Shu had just used, with a little less fierceness and more coldness, maybe not as strong as Lu Shi, but it was easily transferred, and he was extremely surprised in his heart.

attacked several times in a row, but Lu Yong not only did not hurt Wu Jiang, but was almost hit by Wu Jiang's flying sword, and he looked a little embarrassed.

"Boy, you're not as good as an old man like me. ”

After dodging Lu Yong's attack again, Wu Jiang stood in the distance, wiping his beard with his hand, and looking at Lu Yong with a smile on his face.

If Lu Yong wanted to get close to Wu Jiang, he had to break the barrier of the flying sword first, but these flying swords acted strangely, and from time to time they threw out one or two sword qi in the air, which was very difficult.

The fact that he can use the sword qi with the imperial sword can also see that Wu Jiang's internal qi is very strong.

Lu Yong didn't get angry after hearing this, he "giggled" and laughed, and his body suddenly disappeared in the next second.

Wu Jiang said in his heart, "You still come to this trick?" Just as he was about to dodge, he found that Lu Yong's black qi this time had turned into five strands, and Wu Jiang couldn't conclude that he was hiding in that black qi for a moment.

"Huh?"

Wu Jiang couldn't help but admire Moheng Dazuo's kung fu in his heart, and said in his heart, "There are also illusions, it's really difficult to deal with." The body dodged one of the black smokes, and as soon as his figure stopped, Lu Yong's figure appeared behind him like a ghost.

"Old thing, you're hiding, giggle!"

Lu Yong let out an evil laugh and raised his palm covered with black qi and struck forward.

Wu Jiang heard that Lu Yong still had the energy to speak at this time, and he was also shocked in his heart, turned over and slapped a palm, opposite Lu Yong.

As soon as the two came into contact, Wu Jiang felt a trace of extremely cold yin power coming from his arm.

Lu Yong saw that his palms were facing Wu Jiang, and the yin qi in his body suddenly burst out, all rushing towards Wu Jiang's body.

Wu Jiang let out a low roar, and the thick internal qi in his body also burst out, actually pushing Lu Yong's yin qi back into his body, and then continued to exert force, and an even more powerful internal qi lifted Lu Yong out.

Lu Yong stabilized his body and rubbed his swollen and painful arm, this Wu Jiang's internal qi is very strong, and he is worthy of being a martial artist who has cultivated all his life. Although it is not as good as Gu Qiuyu in terms of imperial sword talent, it is much stronger than Gu Qiuyu in other aspects.

After the battle just now, the two of them were already churning with blood and blood, and their fighting spirit was high, and they fought in one place again in an instant, and the fight was inseparable.

On the other side, Wang Xiaolong and Song Xian actually joined hands to attack Lu Shu, Song Xian held a long knife, unlike Qingxuan's most of the swords, his Qinglong knife technique is Qingfeng's strongest knife technique, one move and one style are magnificent, and the big opening and closing are like the green dragon descending into the world.

At this time, the two of them didn't care about their identities at all, and only thought about taking down Lu Shu as soon as possible, so that they could join forces with the people of Qingxuan to surround the Masonic Sect and the people of the Gu family.

Lu Shu faced two Qingxuan elder-level figures, and the Vientiane Divine Skill had made Lu Shu use it to the extreme, and bursts of red light appeared between the waves of his hand, and every move was used in a flowing manner, without a trace of flaws at all.

Even so, Lu Shu retreated step by step, and was almost hit by Wang Xiaolong in a few moves, and the scene was very thrilling.

But Lu Shu was still smiling, relying on his extremely fast body to maneuver with the two of them, and in the blink of an eye, more than 20 moves passed, and Lu Shu was still insisting, which had made the people of Lu Tong and Shenwumen who were watching the battle around him awe-inspired.

At this time, several gorgeous fireballs flew straight behind Song Xian, Song Xian had already noticed it, and suddenly turned around, the blade was like a barrier, protecting his body and scattering all the fireballs, looking up, he saw Xun Qianyi standing in the distance of him, and at the top of the staff in his hand, a fiery red gem was exuding residual warmth.

A brilliant red gemstone with a mysterious brilliance, beautiful and deadly.

Song Xian slapped out the embers on his body with a palm, and looked at Xun Qianyi with a cold face, he had heard of this kind of fire-resisting technique, but he didn't expect to see it here today.

"Fellow Freemasons, I advise you to get out of here quickly, or you will bear the endless wrath of my Qingxuan!"

Song Xian gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

Xun Qianyi, who was under the light, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, "Since you Qingxuan was born, there have been many bloody cases, murder like hemp, and you have long lost the hearts of the people, and now the righteousness is on our side!"

As he spoke, the light on his body became more gorgeous, making people unable to see his face clearly, like a god.

The other martial artists around were all moved by Xun Qianyi's temperament, and resisted the urge to kneel.

"Hmph, what a Freemason, I've really underestimated you all these years!"

Song Xian put the knife in front of him, his face was fierce, but his mood had already fallen to a low point.

Immediately, his body moved, turned into a ball of blue light, and went straight to Xun Qianyi.

Now he must take the initiative and take Xun Qianyi as soon as possible, otherwise, Wang Xiaolong, who is fighting against Lu Shi, may fail at any time.

I saw that the blue light crossed, and Song Xian appeared in front of Xun Qianyi, and the long knife in his hand was like a dragon's tooth, slashing downward.

Xun Qianyi's long staff touched the ground, and a substantial barrier appeared in front of him.

"Bell!"

A crisp voice sounded, and the long knife in Song Xian's hand was bounced open by the barrier.

"Green Dragon Claw!"

Song Xian let out a soft roar, and his left hand slammed into the barrier, and the incomparably strong barrier was actually broken by him, and he went straight to Xun Qianyi in the rear.

Xun Qianyi's eyes widened suddenly, the light flashed on the gem, and his body suddenly disappeared, appearing five zhang away from Song Xian, while chanting a spell in his mouth.

The gem on the staff suddenly shone brightly, and the surrounding air was sucked into the gem.

Seeing this, Song Xian decisively turned into a blue light and killed Xun Qianyi, he naturally couldn't let Xun Qianyi distance himself from him.

Everything was in the blink of an eye, and the two had already engaged in a fierce duel, and the warriors in the distance were speechless for a while.

Qing Xuan forgot it, but the strength of this Freemason was so strong, these high-ranking Freemasons were completely different from those who could only loot.

Xun Qianyi looked at Song Xian, who was getting closer and closer, without a trace of panic, a trace of red light flashed in his eyes, and the spell in his mouth became even faster.

“...... Heavenly Fire Demon Slayer!"

The last few words of the spell were roared out by Xun Qianyi, and the staff in his hand slammed into the hard earth, and the light on the gem overshadowed the early morning sun.

Song Xian was only less than a zhang away from Xun Qianyi, and he seemed to see a huge blurred figure standing behind Xun Qianyi.

Song Xian's heart was shocked, the vague figure was not like an illusion, but more like something in reality, and it was in front of him in the middle. He subconsciously mobilized all the internal qi in his body, forming a cyan wall around his body.

It was a feeling of being on the verge of death, Song Xian had only experienced it once in these years, and that time he was seriously injured and almost died, if it wasn't for the head of the sect who felt him in time, he would have been in a different place long ago.

This time, the feeling of facing Xun Qianyi was exactly the same as that time, the tremor from the soul.

However, Song Xian's body is non-stop, as the master of Qingxuan's first palace, he has his own pride, and he will definitely not retreat.

Sure enough, that feeling soon became a reality, and the figure behind Xun Qianyi slowly opened his arms, and his blurred facial features seemed to open his eyes.

Next, there was only a patch of red left in Song Xian's gaze, it was not the previous fireball, but a whole real sea of fire!

Endless flames poured out on the gem, engulfing Song Xian in an instant.

Seeing this, Xun Qianyi's spell continued to sound in his mouth, and the flame that devoured Song Xian immediately turned into a huge fireball, and the center of the fireball rotated rapidly, melting all the surrounding snow.

"Lord !! Song Palace"

The surrounding Qingxuan disciples let out heart-rending shouts, and some of them stayed where they were, their weapons falling to the ground.

The huge fireball in the field was like a melting furnace, swallowing everything and burning everything to ashes.

"Song Xian!"

Wang Xiaolong roared angrily and was about to step forward.

"Elder Wang, don't worry, the Song Palace Master's martial arts are outstanding, so naturally there won't be anything unusual!"

Lu Shu stood in front of Wang Xiaolong and looked at him with a smile, but he said that Song Xian was fine, and no fool would believe it.

Wang Xiaolong's eyes were about to split, his body trembled violently, he looked at Lu Shu like a beast, and said word by word, "Today's hatred, I Qingxuan have written it down, and I have also written down the faces of you people, and I will make you pay !!for your blood debts and blood another day."

After that, he killed Lu Shu like crazy, and completely gave up defense in one move.

Lu Shu frowned, glanced at Xun Qianyi's direction, and then tried his best to deal with the crazy evil dragon in front of him.

If Song Xian was really burned to death, then what happened in this little Autumn Leaves City today would change history, and no one knew what Qing Xuan, who was completely furious, would do.

"Song Palace Master ......"

The Star Sword stood in place, and the hand holding the Falling Star Sword turned pale from too much force, and his handsome face was full of sadness.