Chapter 141: A Moonless Night

Seeing the little eagle fleeing, Ji Yunkong breathed a sigh of relief, and an evil smile appeared on his face again: "So, who are you?" Shouldn't he be a person in the rivers and lakes, but a master of the imperial court? Although Ji Yunkong was confident on his face, he was also thinking about the other party's coming from in his heart, and even he even considered the eldest grandson Zihua.

The Seven Men of the White Tiger did not answer, but faintly surrounded Ji Yunkong. The position of the seven of them seemed to imply some kind of formation, and at the moment when they surrounded Ji Yunkong, a faint killing intent had already emanated from their bodies, tightly locking Ji Yunkong.

Ji Yunkong slapped his palms on his chest, feeling the surging internal force in his body, while also observing the people in front of him. Seven people, seven peerless martial arts, he has already seen the light skills and secret weapons of the fourth and fifth children, and the rest of them are not weaker than them.

The other party took the lead in action, Kui Yi took the lead, his weapon was a fist, his own fist! The most primitive method, but also the most effective method, death pole fist, there is death and no life, one punch, sacrifice life and forget death!

Lou Er jumped down from the roof, he also had no weapons, but he came out with a palm, an immortal palm! Immortality under the palm of your hand, bliss in your life. The palm wind is extremely gentle, like a lover's hands, gently caressed, and the death pole fist are completely two extremes, but they are the same killing moves!

There is one more person, stomach three! What he is good at is fingering, sharp, decisive, and unstoppable, and when the three finger winds silently approached Ji Yun's range of half a foot, he realized it. The white tiger finger was more terrifying than the sword, and the power of cutting gold and breaking jade left three deep blood marks on Ji Yunkong's chest.

"Bang!" Like the sound of artillery discharge, Bi Wu's hidden weapon crossed an arc in the air, flying from top to bottom, and steadily hit Ji Yunkong Heavenly Spirit Gai. Three thistles, four flying locust stones, five money darts, and a cluster of plum blossom needles, everyone didn't know how Bi Wu had hit so many hidden weapons at this moment. Even the people in the "White Tiger Seven Nights" only understand that his secret weapon technique is called "ghost hands to fight for the fine", but they have no way of knowing how a person refines people's palms into a pair of "ghost hands".

"Drink!" Ji Yunkong snorted, using the mastery in "Heavenly Demon Gong", and immediately turned into three demon gods, at this moment, he seemed to be incarnated with three heads and six arms, and actually took Kui Yi's fist, Lou Er's palm, and stomach San's fingers all down, and then, in an extremely indecent posture, rolled on the ground, dodging all the hidden weapons.

Everyone took half a step back in unison, and there was no trace of contempt in everyone's eyes, and with the strength of the three of them, they only fought with him to lose both, and the martial arts of the person in front of him were really incredible. Looking at him, he is only in his twenties, with such a deep internal force, is there any adventure?

Ji Yunkong turned over from the ground and stood up, and at this moment, a bright light had appeared in front of his eyes. It's a sword! A fast sword, an unbelievably fast sword! Sam Qi's sword was three inches faster than an ordinary sword, but it was a hundred times faster than them. Ji Yunkong could see clearly, when she was pinching just now, she obviously didn't make a move, but the moment she fell to the ground, the sword blade had already come to her side. Her sword is even faster than a man!

Ji Yunkong suddenly pinched out a handprint in his hands, and an angry-eyed King Kong suddenly appeared in front of him. Buddha Mahamudra, Vajra Seal! Sam Qi's sword stabbed on King Kong, but he was really blocked out, and he couldn't stab it for half a minute. Although this King Kong is transformed by internal force, it is no different from the real golden Buddha statue of Buddhism.

Then, the moment when the "King Kong Seal" blocked, Ji Yunkong dodged and retreated, however, at this moment, he found that he was not retreating, but moving forward.

"What's going on?" Ji Yunkong only felt that the soles of his feet were tight, and at some point, a thin rope had been put on his feet. Looking along the rope, the other end of the rope was connected to Mi Liu's hand, and he held it tightly.

"Oops!" Ji Yunkong hurriedly pulled out the ghost fear behind him, cut the rope with a sword, and then avoided Sam Qi's sword.

Mi Liu was also taken aback, his rope was not an ordinary rope, but a lasso woven from heavenly silk, which was the same fabric as Ji Yunkong's clothes. However, such a rope was actually cut by Ji Yunkong with a sword, how sharp his rusty-looking sword was.

In the moment when everyone was stunned, Ji Yun moved! In the face of these people, he felt an unprecedented pressure, which was even greater than when facing the "solar eclipse". Although the "Eclipse" has many masters, they do not have much tacit understanding with each other, and even interfere with each other. And these seven people, like one, just one round of confrontation, have already caught themselves off guard.

"Buzz!" The ghost screamed excitedly, the more dangerous the master, the more excited this demon sword seemed to be, its blade trembled in front of Ji Yunkong, and the illusion of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood appeared around the sword body, and the seven people were in a cold sweat.

What a tyrannical sword this is, once it is shot, even Ji Yunkong, who is the master, is a little out of control. "Drink!" Ji Yunkong let out a low sigh, wiped it with his hand, and the blood flowed down the blade of the sword, amazingly, but where everything was stained with blood, the iron filings on the big sword dissipated one after another, and the blood seemed to be "dying together" with the rust, and it disappeared strangely.

Halfway! When the rust disappeared halfway, Ji Yunkong stopped, this was already the limit of what he could bear, and if he went down, he would be controlled by the sword and become a sword slave. However, even so, his eyes were full of violence, blood, and even clarity and chaos in his eyes.

"Roar!" Ji Yunkong let out a deep roar from his throat, at this moment, he was like a fierce beast that had just broken free from the cage, the ghost in his hand waved with fear, and a crescent-shaped crack spread towards the people in front of him. Everyone was shocked, and hurriedly dodged to both sides, the sharp sword qi cut blood marks on their bodies and faces, and Shen Qi was shocked, if the other party used this kind of swordsmanship to meet the enemy just now, how could he be alive now?

After sending out this sword, Ji Yunkong's mouth let out a roar that didn't know whether it was pleasure or pain, and at this time, the three people behind him attacked his back again. Kui Yi, Lou Er, and Stomach 3 are also Death Pole Fist, Changsheng Palm, and White Tiger Finger, and the palm wind, fist strength, and finger qi have surrounded him from all directions.

"Poof!" Ji Yunkong didn't dodge or dodge, and used his back to take a blow from the three of them. Suddenly, the tendons were broken and fractured, and even the internal organs were shattered. However, it was precisely because of this blow that his eyes regained unprecedented clarity. In the midst of the ghosts' fear, there were bursts of dragon groans, and behind Ji Yunkong, countless unjust souls screamed angrily. He stepped on the mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and the stench of blood made people sick. At this moment, he had already grasped all the surrounding heaven and earth in his hands, and walked towards the "White Tiger Seven Nights" like a killing god.

The hearts of the seven were shocked, their martial arts were all taught by Huanxi Gong, and they who got along with Huanxi Gong day and night were really familiar with the breath on Ji Yunkong's body - this is the breath of the top ten masters! Although they have not reached the realm of speaking casually and following the law, they have undoubtedly stepped out of the door