Unhurried, the two of them quickly gathered the surrounding eagle talon shadows, forming a huge eagle talon, grabbing at the hammer-like fist.

The fallen leaves on the ground fluttered with the whirlpool, and the dust flew and the sound was loud.

Soon, with a few booms, Fang Wenqing took a few steps back, and a trace of blood red overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Ying Wushuang and Tan Haijiang also retreated one after another, spurting out a mouthful of blood, the two of them didn't expect that the internal qi of this surnamed Fang would be so strong.

While the two of them retreated, one by one eagle darts shot at Fang Wenqing, Fang Wenqing hurriedly sacrificed the wine gourd, and the wine gourd stood in the air, shooting out a golden light, intercepting the eagle dart.

Suddenly, a knife appeared in Fang Wenqing's hand, and the knife flashed with white light, making it even more dazzling and dazzling in the moonlight.

Under the true air rotation, a light and shadow flashed, and in the blink of an eye, when the light and shadow returned to Fang Wenqing's hands, blood spurted out from the necks of several prefecture-level martial artists standing on the periphery, and they fell to the ground and died.

"What a demon who kills people without blinking, tonight, my Condor Gate will do the right thing for the sky." Eagle Wushuang was grieved and indignant.

"All the disciples of the Condor Sect retreat into the main hall." After Tan Changjiang finished speaking, he glanced at Ying Wushuang, and the two looked at each other and smiled, this smile looked extremely cold under the reflection of the moonlight.

Eagle Wushuang and Tan Haijiang operated their internal qi together, and the two eagle claw golden hooks flew up in the air, and the shining golden light was even brighter under the moonlit night.

The two eagle claw golden hooks grabbed Fang Wenqing's chest one left and one right, and at the same time, the two of them crossed their thumbs with both hands, making an eagle strike in the sky.

Fang Wenqing's left hand was running True Qi, and his right hand was tightly gripping the knife, and a long knife shadow instantly slashed out horizontally, splitting the two eagle claw golden hooks into the air.

Ying Wushuang and Tan Haijiang took a few steps back, but the action of the eagle striking the sky in their hands never stopped, but became faster and faster, more and more urgent.

Suddenly, there was a miserable cry in the main hall, and I followed the voice:

More than a dozen warriors were disheveled, their faces were terrified, and they rushed from the main hall to the entrance of the main hall covered in blood, but as soon as they arrived at the entrance of the main hall, a strong suction force sucked them into the main hall again.

Seeing such a tragic scene, Fang Wenqing glanced at Ying Wushuang and Tan Haijiang again, and found that the corners of their mouths were smiling, and the movements in their hands gradually slowed down until they stopped.

At this moment, the breath of the two of them was a little disordered, and they swallowed a few bottles of pills in a row to heal their injuries secretly.

How could Fang Wenqing let go of this opportunity, clenched the knife, struggled to fly, and came to the two of them in an instant, the shadow of the knife flashed, and the two of them had already sacrificed a large round shield to protect the two of them.

Fang Wenqing returned in vain and waited quietly. At this time, the sound in the main hall gradually disappeared, the night was hazy, and the entire Condor Gate was silent.

The world is surprisingly quiet, and the silence is a little scary.

Suddenly, a strange cry came, and the sound was in my ears, so sad, so resentful.

I saw more than 20 warriors flying out of the main hall, with a pair of eagle wings on their bodies, and their hands became eagle melon seeds, these people are not like people, eagles are not like eagles, and they don't know how to evolve and mutate.

At this time, Ying Wushuang laughed several times: "Fang Wenqing, kill my disciple of the Divine Eagle Sect and challenge my entire Divine Eagle Sect." Today is your time of death. ”

Tan Haijiang was also smiling on the side, he and Ying Wushuang were sticking back to back, making various gestures, and the two of them had regular footsteps, moving around on the ground.

The more than twenty warriors flying in the sky were divided into eight groups in the air, with an average of one group of three people, circling around Ying Wushuang and Tan Haijiang.

Fang Wenqing was a little nervous in his heart at this time, just make these things that are not human or ghost, and now he is still fiddling with some formation, and the formation eyes seem to be Ying Wushuang and Tan Haijiang.

In the blink of an eye, the three warriors waved their arms and rushed towards Fang Wen Qingfei, accompanied by the autumn wind, which looked so weird on such a night.

Fang Wenqing grabbed the knife, and with a swipe of his hand, a white knife shadow cut out horizontally. However, this white sword shadow, when it cut into the three martial artists, was only a flash, and did not cause any damage to the three of them.

Fang Wenqing's heart tightened, and then he turned on his true qi, and the knife flew out, and the knife returned to his hand in an instant.

The three warriors were drenched in blood, and "let's da, da" fell to the ground. However, the speed did not decrease in the slightest, and the three warriors just rushed forward to kill as if they were unconscious.

Fang Wenqing was a little flustered by this sudden change. He'd never encountered anything like that, and the knives didn't seem to pose much of a threat to them, so weren't they human?

In the moment when Fang Wenqing was thinking, a warrior had already approached, and the eagle claw grabbed his left shoulder directly, with a whoop, the clothes on his left shoulder were torn, and the cloth fluttered with the autumn wind, with a trace of red blood.

Fang Wenqing took a few steps back, threw out the ancient coin, and white light formed a protective shield, completely enveloping him.

The three warriors immediately retreated after encountering the protective shield, retreated to their original places, and circled around Ying Wushuang and Tan Haijiang.

"Haha...... Can't hold on to a single move? The surname Fang thought you were so powerful, it turned out to be so vulnerable. Eagle Wushuang scoffed.

He thinks that this Flying Eagle Array should be a unique existence in the world, if the Divine Eagle Gate wants to be the boss of the Ancient Martial Arts Sect of the Kite Capital, where can it be the turn of the Quicksand Gate and the Xuancang Sect.

Inside the protective shield, Fang Wenqing thought carefully, when the eagle talon grabbed his left shoulder, he smelled a resentment, the power of this resentment was extremely powerful, or these martial artists had been controlled by this resentment and were actually dead.

No wonder it was difficult for the sword qi to hurt them, they were no longer entities, but freaks formed by a resentment.

And all the things that the knife can hurt are because of the body of the knife's yang energy, and the resentment is formed by the yin energy, but the knife's current yang energy is too little, or it can't be fully exerted, so it can only hurt the other party a little.

In order to confirm his guess, his mind spread out, and slowly approached the freaks hovering in the air, each freak was surrounded by a black gas, and with a black robe, it looked so terrifying.

Thinking of this, Fang Wenqing settled down in his heart, and stood calmly in the protective shield, his hands behind his back, his eyes calm.

For him, there are too many ways to deal with yin qi: spirit runes, peach wood swords, wine gourds----

Dao Sect Spells were originally specialized in studying these, and these freaks might be a great danger to ancient martial arts cultivators, but he was not afraid.

These days, fighting with ancient martial arts cultivators, the knife has gradually become the main offensive magic weapon, and those magic weapons of the Dao Sect are only used as auxiliaries, and gradually formed a kind of thinking - the knife must be chosen to resist the enemy, so I just suffered a secret loss.

Ying Wushuang and Tan Haijiang saw Fang Wenqing's calm appearance, and they both laughed in their hearts: Pretend, continue to pretend.

Thinking in their hearts, their hands did not stop at all, they made all kinds of strange gestures, danced strange dance steps, and the two of them formed a sword finger with their left hand at the same time, pointing at Fang Wenqing.

I saw more than two dozen freaks, spreading their eagle claws, flying, and rushing towards Fang Wenqing.

These freaks did not rush up, but were divided into eight columns, surrounding Fang Wenqing from all directions.

Strands of black gas emitted and spread, and Eagle Claw grabbed it.

Fang Wenqing quickly threw out nine spirit runes, and the eight spirit runes rushed in eight directions, and a spirit rune hovered above Fang Wenqing's head.

As soon as he saw that these twenty or so freaks were showing eight directions from beginning to end, Fang Wenqing immediately remembered a formation of the Daomen: the Nine Palaces Bagua Array.

Then, he had to prepare, it was a fatal blow from the position of the ninth house in the middle palace.

After the Nine Dao Spirit Runes were issued, they immediately conjured up nine golden Taiji diagrams, flashing with Dao Dao golden light, forcing the freaks in the eight directions to retreat dozens of steps.

The black qi struck again and again, the golden light began to dim, and the golden Taiji Diagram was shaking. At this critical moment, the wine gourd rose in the air, emitting bursts of golden light, which were injected into the Taiji diagram.