"Extremely arrogant!" Qiu Si was furious, and regardless of the injuries on his body, he strode out and walked towards Zhang Xiyun.

When he raised his hand, the shadow of the stick appeared, and then he jumped up, and the shadow of the imperial envoy hit Taiji in mid-air.

A stick is in the air and hits the Tai Chi hard.

Zhang Xiyun's right hand trembled slightly, Tai Chi vibrate, and it was obviously uncomfortable to fight against four enemies.

"Qianyu, sword up!"

Zhang Xiyun condensed Tai Chi's hands, pinching them one after the other!

Under his feet, the red light shone, and the four sword shadows hung out vertically, the sword shadows trembled, and the sword blades pointed at the four people!

Zhang Xiyun was not easy at the moment, although he suppressed Qu Qinghan, he was entangled by the other three people, and he couldn't pull his hand to attack, and Qu Qinghan was missing a Tai Chi suppression, and immediately started a crazy counterattack, raising his fist and bombarding the Tai Chi that suppressed him, wanting to break free of Tai Chi's control.

On the other side, Qiu Si and the three people also launched a ferocious offensive, and the Tai Chi condensed in Zhang Xiyun's right hand seemed to be about to be shattered.

"Even if it is a young Tianjiao, with one against four, it is still too reluctant!"

"He's too self-conscious!"

Sweat dripped from Zhang Xiyun's forehead, but a smile appeared on his mouth.

"It's kind of interesting!"

He alternated his hands, and the left and right Tai Chi were instantly exchanged, and Qu Qinghan and the four of them got a gap to breathe, but before they could react, they were suppressed by Tai Chi again.

Qu Qinghan's pupils shrank, and he saw two streamers of light rushing towards Taiji between Zhang Xiyun's fingers!

At just a moment, he alternated the two Tai Chi Dao, in fact, in order to send out the four sword shadows that had been sacrificed and merge them into the Tai Chi!

Two of the sword shadows headed towards Qu Qinghan. And the other two attacked the other three!

After three breaths, four sword shadows pierced into Tai Chi at the same time!

The other side of Tai Chi. There is constantly sword qi rushing out, and the sword shadow enters Taiji. Turned into a continuous sword qi, it is still sharp and incomparable, but it is even more powerful!

The fierce sword qi forced Qu Qinghan to stop the offensive and block it, and the other three had to temporarily avoid the edge and stay away from Taiji.

Seeing the three of them retreating, Zhang Xiyun's offensive became more ferocious, and he took the opportunity to withdraw his right hand, and the two Taiji Fu suppressed Qu Qinghan again. Let him not escape!

"Damn! He's going to deal with Boss Qu!" Qiu Si saw this scene and called the two of them back again.

At this moment, they have fallen into an increasingly passive situation, Zhang Xiyun seems to be opening and closing the offensive, but there is no flaw to occupy, they are all breaking with force, they can only passively follow Zhang Xiyun's pace.

The three of them hurriedly took off into the air to stop Zhang Xiyun's offensive!

Zhang Xiyun's eyes were shining with gold, and he let out a long shout, "It's good!"

He turned around. With both hands together, the sword pointed at Qiu Si, and then ignored Qu Qinghan behind him, and moved the two Tai Chi in front of him.

"Oops! Run!" Qiu Si hurriedly shouted. But it's still not as fast as sword qi!

Among the two Tai Chis, nearly a hundred sword qi burst out!

The meteor falls to the ground, and the sword qi ascends to the sky!

"A thousand edges rise. Dust with the light!"

What Zhang Xiyun is operating is the technique of killing thousands of emperors, and its power is enough to bombard Qiu Si and the others!

"The third, the fourth!" Qu Qinghan looked up. I saw nearly a hundred sword qi scurrying in midair, and a line of blood splashed up. I couldn't help but feel anxious, and several sword shadows appeared beside him, attacking Zhang Xiyun with him!

"Come back, then count yourself as one!" Zhang Xiyun withdrew his left hand, Tai Chi crossed the air, hanging high above Qu Qinghan's head, and suddenly it lit up, and the sword qi burst out, like a rain of swords!

Everyone in the audience was shocked, this disciple of the Wuyue Sword Sect really killed the other party with one enemy and four enemies!

"Boss Qu!" The man who was entangled with Shang Yang shouted anxiously, and threw several punches in a row, smashing at Shang Yang!

"Get out of the way!"

Shang Yang was defeated, and was defeated by the strength of his fist, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he retreated to Ruan Menghe's side, without the strength to fight again.

The man rushed towards Zhang Xiyun, and in the sound of breaking through the air, the fist wind paved the way out.

As soon as Zhang Xiyun's eyes moved, he condensed another sword shadow and flew towards the attacker!

The blade of the sword pierced the fist wind, the sword roared crisply, tearing the wind, and a sword stabbed to the chest!

Boom!

The fist met the blade of the sword, and there was no retreat.

"One against five!?"

Everyone gasped, Zhang Xiyun was so strong!

Zhang Xiyun knew that he had reached his limit at this time, and if he continued to fight, it would be difficult to resist.

The scene became a stalemate for a while, no one dared to act rashly, and Ruan Menghe and the others couldn't help but hold their breath.

Zhang Xiyun raised his sword momentum again, intending to fight quickly!

The two Tai Chi black and white flowed, gradually merging and turning into sword shadows.

"A thousand swords, with the light and dust!"

The killing technique came out again, Tai Chi turned into a sword, and bombarded Zhang Xiyun in front of and behind him!

He jumped up and headed for the man who rushed towards him, the soul soldier melted his fist, the domineering fist was unstoppable, and the man snorted and flew out upside down.

Zhang Xiyun turned around, stood in the middle of the field, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked around, and saw Qu Qinghan and the five of them all sitting on the ground, embarrassed.

"I have won this battle! From today onwards, the five of you are not allowed to come to the Ruan family's shop again!"

"If not, I'll beat it once!"

Ruan Menghe and Shang Yang were overjoyed, and Zhang Xiyun won!

Everyone in the audience was even more amazed, this Wuyue Sword Sect disciple is really powerful, all kinds of methods are added, and when they are cultivated in the future, they should be able to climb the mortal list!

"Do you remember his name?"

"It seems to be called Zhang Xiyun"

"I have to memorize the name, and in the future, I will look on the mortal list, how many times can he be on the list?"

Qu Qinghan barely stood up, his clothes were full of sword qi scratches and bloodstains, he was the one who had withstood Zhang Xiyun's most attack among several people.

"My five brothers are not good at cultivation, and they are defeated by you, so they have nothing to say! But you can save the Ruan family for a while, but you can't save the Ruan family for the rest of your life!"

Qiu Si and the others also stood up one after another and staggered to Qu Qinghan's side.

"Maybe if you get rid of us today, the Ruan family will regret it in the future!"

Qu Qinghan sneered and said, "Let's go." ”

"Wait to face the wrath of the Hua family. ”

The laughter was accompanied by the sound of coughing, and there was a trace of worry in Zhang Xiyun's eyes

Somewhere nearby, above a restaurant, sat a beautiful woman, it was Yan Jiujun.

Zhang Xiyun was looked at by her in this battle, she picked up her wine glass and took a sip.

"An Luping, you really found a newcomer for Qin Tianjian who will cause trouble."

"Forget it, it's not up to me anyway, you can have a headache yourself. ”

She retracted her gaze and smiled lightly, her lazy appearance was more intoxicating than wine

Somewhere in the imperial capital, above a tall building.

At the top of the building, there is an attic terrace.

This place is extremely high, and on the terrace, you can overlook the outer city of Dijing and the four major square cities.

Standing alone on the terrace, the cold wind blowing his clothes.

He was holding a cloth umbrella in his hand, a pitch-black cloth.

His robe was also dyed with ink, and only his grim face was unusually pale.

There is a token hanging from his waist, engraved with the word "Cangyu".

He turned his head to look in the direction of the outer city of Beishi, his dark eyes as deep as night.

"Tianqiong's seven decisions, thousands of royals?"

He coughed softly, turned and walked back into the attic. (To be continued.) )