In the face of the attack of the two masters, even Huan'er and Pei'er of the Yuanying Martial Saint Realm may not be able to catch it, and how can the fat man who only has the Jindan Consummation Realm be next?

Is it really all he has to go so far? Isn't there a glimmer of hope?

The fat man Yan Qiu's face was solemn like never before, it was probably the most dangerous he had ever faced, but he did not despair. He had just crawled out of the abyss of despair, and at this moment his will was extremely firm, and he had almost no regrets.

His mind was running at high speed, and there was a faint feeling in his heart that there must be a way!

What was it? What was he missing?

He searched all his hole cards over and over again, trying to find a glimmer of opportunity.

Suddenly, his heart moved, and there was an extra milky white jade slip in his hand, which was the inheritance jade slip left by Qin Tian.

Although many thoughts flashed through the fat man Yan Qiu's mind, in fact, time only passed for a moment. Just when that fatal claw blow and that silent sword qi were about to hit the fat man, suddenly a fierce sword intent erupted in vain, and it slammed into the two attacks that came almost at the same time.

Although this vain outbreak of sword intent was fierce, it was still much weaker than the full force of the two Yuanying masters. The two attacks only paused for a short moment, and then continued to bombard the fat man Yan Qiu fiercely.

"Not good!"

"Ugh!"

"How is that possible?"

Thundered!

When the unstoppable claw hit the fat man fiercely, the white-haired black wolf warrior's face suddenly changed greatly, and what came from his hand was not the pleasure of shattering flesh and bones, but an incomparably familiar and incomparably terrifying sword aura, which was the traceless sword aura of a tall and thin middle-aged man.

As the three giants of Hell Valley, the three of them are extremely familiar with each other's skills and methods, and it is precisely because of this familiarity that the white-haired black wolf warrior's face will change greatly.

The tall and thin middle-aged man followed the path of assassination, and as an assassin killer, one of the basic principles is: to shoot with all his might. One hit misses, and it is thousands of miles away.

So the seemingly silent and random blow was actually a full blow that condensed all the strength of the tall and thin middle-aged man.

In the face of such a dangerous blow, in a hurry, the white-haired black wolf warrior could only let out a sharp roar, and the force in his hand was in vain, and he collided head-on with the silent sword qi.

With the sound of violent explosions, the white-haired black wolf warrior snorted and staggered back two steps, and it was obvious that he was already injured.

The sudden change caught the tall and thin middle-aged man off guard, so that he couldn't stop his hand in time, and hit the white-haired black wolf warrior head-on.

What surprised the tall and thin middle-aged man was not the sudden disappearance of the fat man Yan Qiu and the fact that their killing blow collided head-on, but the means by which the fat man Yan Qiu suddenly disappeared, and that method was extremely familiar to him, because it was one of his own tricks---- Hidden Sword Escape.

The question is, why did the fat man learn his trick? This is his unique move! No one else in Hell Valley has learned the same move except himself, where did the fat man learn it?

In fact, the fat man Yan Qiu himself didn't know why he could use these moves, he just instinctively followed the changes of the sword intent in the inheritance jade slip at the critical moment, and injected his true yuan into the jade slip without reservation, supporting the operation of the sword intent.

The accident happened so quickly that by the time the sturdy middle-aged man reacted, the white-haired black wolf warrior had already been injured, and the tall and thin middle-aged man also retreated with a solemn face, and was stunned to look at the fat man Yan Qiu, who had reappeared a few meters away.

There are so many accidents today that we can't go on like this. The stout middle-aged man decided to take it upon himself to strangle all the accidents in the cradle in one fell swoop.

I saw him slowly pull out the black heavy sword that was behind him, this was the first time he pulled out this extremely heavy black heavy sword today.

The sword was extremely heavy, and even with the middle-aged man's strong bear-like body, it seemed a little difficult to lift it, as if it was not a heavy sword in his hand, but a majestic mountain.

Seeing the movements of the sturdy middle-aged man, the fat man Yan Qiu didn't have time to congratulate himself for the rest of his life, and his face was as solemn as ink again. He was extremely focused on immersing his mind in the sea of sword intent that inherited the jade slip, and as the momentum of the sturdy middle-aged man slowly increased, countless sword intents also rose endlessly in the sea of sword intent.

The sword intent in the sea of sword intent seemed to have an autonomous consciousness, and it would automatically change with the change of the opponent's momentum, which was the reason why the fat man Yan Qiu was able to rely on the true element, which was several times weaker, to block a moment and successfully dodge the full force of the two masters.

However, now, in the face of the terrifying momentum of the sturdy middle-aged man, who was like an abyss like a prison and like a giant mountain pressing down, the sword intent in the sea of sword intent was boiling like a tide.

In this furious sea frenzy, no sword intent can stand out and dominate the next battle. This shows that in the face of the imminent terrifying attack of the stout middle-aged man, none of the countless sword intents in the sea of sword intent can cope with it.

This is not that the sword intent in the sea of sword intent is inferior to the sword intent of the strong middle-aged man, but that the true yuan of the fat man Yan Qiu is too far from the strong middle-aged man, and it is far from being able to support the quality and quantity of energy needed to deal with the terrorist attack of the strong middle-aged man.

The sword intent without the support of power is just a sword intent!

The momentum of the stout middle-aged man has been raised to an extremely high level, and a terrifying attack will be sent out at any time. The entire cave chamber was completely shrouded in the terrifying sword intent of the sturdy middle-aged man, who was like an abyss and a prison, and heavy as a landslide.

The fat man Yan Qiu clearly felt that the entire cave space seemed to be blocked by that terrifying sword intent. No matter where he fled, he couldn't escape the shroud of the sword intent, and the previous hidden sword escape couldn't escape the attack of this sword.

He has been completely locked by this terrifying sword intent, no matter where he hides, this sword will come down, and he will definitely break through the earth, sealing all his retreats until he is killed.

There is no way back, there is no way to stop!

This is the reason why none of the countless sword intents in the sea of sword intent can be defeated alone.

"Die!"

The strong middle-aged man's eyes showed a fierce look, and the black heavy sword raised slowly swung down at the fat man Yan Qiu, and a bright and huge sword qi rolled in with a heavy aura, crushing it like Mount Tai pressing the top, making the fat man Yan Qiu unable to dodge!

In the face of this unprecedented crisis, the sword intent frenzy in the sea of sword intent turned into a storm of sword intent in vain, and countless sword intents spun at high speed, forming an incomparably huge storm of sword intent.

In the center of the storm, a sword intent seemed to be generated from the void, slowly appearing in the center of the storm, from light to thick, from small to large, from weak to strong.

When it appeared, all the sword intents in the sea of sword intent slowly revolved around it like a courtier, making it as tall as an emperor.

The fat man Yan Qiu didn't know what kind of sword intent this was, he only knew that the moment it appeared, his entire body no longer belonged to him, and the massive amount of true yuan in the golden pill surged out like a torrent that opened the floodgates, constantly injecting into that sword intent.

With the infusion of a large amount of true yuan, a faint sword intent appeared in the terrifying sword intent frenzy in the cave room.

It was so abrupt, so unreasonable, as if the sword intent frenzy like an abyss and a prison was like nothing, it appeared out of thin air, it changed from light to thick, from small to big, from weak to strong. Until the end, it was like a giant axe that was about to open the sky, sharp and domineering, and the sword intent frenzy in front of it was like a worm, and it was extremely contemptuous.

The sturdy middle-aged man's sword intent in suppressing the prison also suddenly increased as if he felt an extreme crisis, as if an angry violent bear was challenging a weak dragon, including the fear of facing natural enemies and the excitement of challenging natural enemies.

The sword intent that seemed to open the sky turned in vain as if it had been insulted, and the fat man Yan Qiu held his exaggerated giant knife high, and the light on the blade was already so bright that it was impossible to look at it directly like the scorching sun. At the same time, a sharp edge that seemed to be able to cut through everything had already torn apart the space sealed by the prison, and it was about to slash towards the sturdy middle-aged man.

The sturdy middle-aged man's face was never more solemn, and all the true elements of the little fat man on the other side could not be compared to one percent of him, but he was such a weak kid, when all his true elements were injected into that sword intent, it made him feel an unprecedented sense of threat.

At this time, all the true elements of the fat man Yan Qiu had been completely injected into the sword intent that seemed to be a bottomless pit, and with the improvement of the sword intent, his entire mind was also completely immersed in the sword intent. Feeling the artistic conception of breaking everything, cutting everything, reshaping everything, and moving forward with indomitable spirit from the sword intent, his heart was completely shocked, and then immersed in it, and gradually assimilated.

Now his heart is full of self-confidence that he has never had before, and he has the courage and faith to break everything like that sword intent. He was confident that nothing in this world could stop him, just like the three dark shields of light that suddenly appeared in front of him.

Yes, just as the fat man Yan Qiu was about to swing this terrifying knife, three dark colored light shields suddenly appeared out of thin air, blocking between the strong middle-aged man and the fat man Yan Qiu. Above the dark light shield, there was an inexplicable fluctuation, stirring up the surrounding space to tremble slightly.

"Space Shield!"

"Master!"

At the moment when the dark light shield appeared, the white-haired black wolf warrior and the tall and thin middle-aged man exclaimed almost at the same time, they didn't expect that this matter would actually alarm the master who had been in retreat.

"Death ... Dead fatty, you... ？”

"Strict... Strict ball?"

Huan'er and Pei'er, who were unconscious on the ground, were also awakened by something almost at the same time, and they looked at everything in front of them in a daze, with a look of surprise and puzzlement.

"Master。。。 For... Why?"

"That's the Heaven Opening Sword Intent, you can't take this move, let me do it!"

"No, Master, I want to try!"

The stout middle-aged man shook his head, and the black heavy sword in his hand accelerated in vain and swung down violently. Suddenly, under the induction of the qi machine, the fat man Yan Qiu naturally waved the giant blade in his hand.