A sword stabbed the opponent's finger, and although the coachman's chest was abnormally tight under the influence of the opponent's strength, he let out a rattling laugh.

Although the laughter could not be heard in the black fog, it looked like a silent dry laugh, but his smug and happy feelings were unmistakable.

"Found you!"

He screamed in his heart, opened his mouth wide, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The thin-bladed short sword in his hand borrowed the momentum of reverberation, and slashed out another sword, colliding with Black Mist's left hand.

Seeing that the offensive was ineffective, the black mist simply gave up the strong attack and wandered in the darkness, his palms and fists kept coming. It seems that he wants to consume the coachman alive, or wait until he shows his flaws, and then use the killer combo with all his might.

If this continues, it seems that the coachman will surely die?

Looking at the situation, it seems that he is about to fall into the disadvantage again!

But his expression was calm, and his sword momentum continued to be issued, blocking the attack of the black mist.

In the darkness, a white Sensen's right palm struck, and the coachman, as before, swung his short sword just right to meet it, and stabbed it sharply into the palm of his hand.

Nothing different!

Poof, the black mist didn't expect this seemingly ordinary sword, but it was Jin Yuqi who was defeated on the outside, and it had no power, and it was directly and easily blocked by his right palm.

Bang! Black Mist was suddenly startled in his heart, and his right palm had already hit the opponent's left chest, but it was like hitting a golden stone.

A miniature version of the white jade hill blocked in front of the black mist's right palm, the light was dim, the mountain was about to crack inch by inch, and a palm print was deeply immersed in it, and countless fine lines were densely covered.

The residual momentum of the palm entered the coachman's body through the hill, and the coachman's mouth spurted blood, and he immediately shouted:

"Die!"

The black mist felt bad and wanted to turn around to dodge, but the palm of his hand seemed to be sucked by a small mountain, and he couldn't pull it out!

The coachman's voice was like thunder, rolling away, and the "thin-bladed short sword" in his right hand slashed down like a whip.

"Die!"

With the binge, the lightning flashed brightly, shining through the darkness.

The coachman's breath climbed, his muscles bulged, he propped up his clothes, and his body swelled into a burly man, and there was nothing around him, like the sky.

The short blade seemed to turn into thunder, extremely fast, extremely heavy, extremely fierce, and slashed majestically.

Speed, absolute speed!

At this moment, the world seemed to slow down, and only the sword light penetrated the solidification.

Bang!

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, no, it wasn't dark clouds, it was a series of mountain peaks.

Countless sword lights jumped around in the darkness, quickly condensing into a stream, and the color was blue.

Thundered!

Mountain peaks fell one after another, five in a row, end to end with each other, directly smashing through the darkness, merging with the falling sword momentum, and punishing the heavens.

The darkness was dispelled, the light of the sword illuminated the eyes, and for the first time the coachman saw the true face of the attacker - the silhouette was not deep enough, the face was slightly flattened, a very ordinary face, but the gaze was cold, like a beast.

The killing intent stirred in the coachman's chest, but how could he break the white jade hill in a short moment, the black mist pupils contracted, and he no longer tried to kill, but raised his left hand, and dozens of points around his body were filled with a strange and dark light, connecting with each other and spreading to his left hand.

His whole person seems to have turned into a long knife with murderous intent, a long knife with his left hand as the tip of the knife, and each trick is a different part of the long knife, dark and deep, extremely demonic!

"Slash!" a sharp voice sounded.

The left hand slashed out, facing the sword light.

The black mist seemed to hit the coachman's left chest with his right palm, and he vomited blood, but in fact, it was like getting a hot potato, and in the face of the stickiness of the palm of his hand stuck in the hill and Zhenyuan, he couldn't pull out his hand for a while, and it was difficult to dodge.

The black fog that has lost its flexibility and mobility will face the majestic strength of the coachman, and even the Yuan Shen will be shocked by the strength of the most yang and strong, and his ears will be full of roars.

That terrible feeling made him tremble involuntarily, and he clearly knew that if he resisted normally, he was afraid that he would be severely injured if he didn't die, and he would not be spared in the face of follow-up attacks.

"Who is this coachman, who is so powerful, but no one knows about it?"

The thought flashed, and he didn't care about hiding his personal interests or the sequelae, and used a trick that he hadn't used once since he had been taught.

Because this trick hurts others and hurts yourself!

At that moment, the gate of the courtyard was slammed open, and a figure stumbled in.

"Mr. Xian, hurry up, the people controlling the formation outside have been killed by me. ”

The figure seemed to be quite consumed, panting as he spoke, and rushed to the front of the coachman.

The coachman looked at this man and was stunned, "Yin Snake, why are you here!"

"Let's get out of here first!"

The Yin Snake was ragged, bleeding from the corners of its mouth, and it seemed that it had just gone through a big battle.

"Good!"

As soon as the coachman stretched out his hand to support the Yin Snake who was about to fall, a faint black light shot out of the Yin Snake's hand and sank into the coachman's lower abdomen.

The coachman roared, and the sword in his hand slashed down angrily.

At this time, he still didn't understand that this Yin Snake had betrayed the princess!

But he forgot that there was another person glued to him.

As soon as Black Mist saw the Yin Snake rushing in, he immediately dismissed the move of killing one thousand enemies and inflicting eight hundred self-damage, and instead grabbed the coachman with his left hand.

The coachman's short sword was about to slash at the body of the Yin Snake, and he was seen to melt, turning into a puddle of black fluid, and seeping into the ground in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Black Mist's left hand had already grabbed it, and the coachman raised his left arm to resist, and with a click, his left arm was scratched off alive.

At this time, a series of poisonous snake-like vitality came out of the ground and bit the lower body of the coachman silently.

If it was in the past, such a sneak attack would not have caused him any trouble, and he could have been dismissed at will.

But now that he was seriously injured, and he was entangled in the black mist with all his might, he suddenly fell into the road.

The lower half of the body was drilled into by the black snake about to open a hole, and after a while, the musculoskeletal began to rot, turning into fishy thick water and flowing down.

The coachman's mind was disrupted, and he was clawed by the black mist and hit the top door, and his five fingers were deeply inserted into his skull, and his strength exploded, turning his brain into a pulp.

The coachman fell limply, dead and blind.

And the night was still deep, no one knew, in such a quiet night, a great master who could influence a party force just fell.

The black mist that killed the coachman with one claw saw that the Yin Snake was about to emerge from the ground, and a stream of black gas suddenly gushed out of its body, completely covering the thin figure.

He has hidden his body in the black mist for many years, which makes him no longer accustomed to showing his body in front of people, even in front of His Majesty.

The Yin Snake came out of the ground, glanced at the black mist, and then said, "We have to hurry up!" Her Royal Highness seems to have discovered something, and has already sent someone to search it!"

The black mist rolled and surged, and a sharp voice sounded, "Did I bump into you?"

"Of course!"

Yin Snake replied lightly.