Like a whirlwind and clouds, Tao Jingjie's figure was like a ghost, shuttling back and forth among the survivors, each afterimage flowed by, and there were fewer and fewer people standing in the snow. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yellow Order Advanced Body Martial Arts, this state, at least perfect, impossible!"

"I've been practicing the Flame Sword Technique for twenty years, but I can't hurt him. ”

One after another, everyone's eyes seemed to see the ghost realm Shura, and even the thought of resisting was gone.

Their last hope was pinned on Song Heng, a powerhouse in the Xuanbing Realm, and an eighth-level martial artist fell to the ground in fright, and happened to dodge a knife from this Shura, his hand seemed to have touched something, it was round, and when he looked back, it was like a basin of cold water poured on his head.

At hand, a huge old man's eyes widened, looking forward unwillingly, and the blood in his neck had already coagulated in the low temperature.

Dengshi's eyes were dark, and he was so frightened that he couldn't speak, and his last hope was gone.

The next moment, the eyes were completely darkened, the cold light flashed, and the harvest was ruthless.

Slowly, another person found that Song Heng was dead and shouted, "Song, Song Leader, dead!"

This sentence was like a plague, and everyone's hearts were cold, and they didn't turn their heads, but turned around and fled.

But the four powerful summoned beasts stood in four directions, and no one could escape.

After two minutes, there was only one person standing in the snow, the snow-white ground was dyed bright red, and the strange thing was that the young man was clean, and the killing had nothing to do with him.

Tao Jingjie's face was calm, he noticed a sound behind him, his body moved, the star dagger was on the man's neck, he saw the person clearly, his pupils shrank, his wrist turned, and the blade turned around the man's slender neck, but he was unharmed.

"Why did you get down. Tao Jingjie was murderous, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

The young man in front of him had dull eyes, sat on the ground, kept panting, his face was pale, and he trembled: "I, I'm ...... alone"

His lips twitched, unable to speak, Tao Jingjie's expression was clear, knowing that he was afraid, but he didn't despise him in his heart, he sighed and just wanted to say something, his heart was like being pinched by a big hand.

In a shrill exclamation, he grabbed Dai Xinghai's waist and stopped him in his arms, his calves glared hard, and his body retreated quickly.

In the place just now, a loud noise suddenly sounded, and a huge crater five meters deep was smashed into the ground.

Tao Jingjie turned around, jumped flexibly in the tree, and came to Uncle Yun's side.

"How are you. Tao Jingjie didn't squint, staring at Ning Yi's figure, and seeing him motionless, his heart sank instead.

Although he didn't turn his head, he could hear from Uncle Yun's heavy breathing that he was very consumed.

"No, it's fine. Seeing the little young master snuggled tightly in Tao Jingjie's arms, Uncle Yun's eyes were complicated, the enemy was current, and he couldn't act rashly.

"You are a third-level Xuanbing realm, opening up thirty-two spiritual veins, how can you not be able to beat a kid. Tao Jingjie asked.

Uncle Yun's heart was like a stormy wave, his face was shocked, and he exclaimed, "How do you know that I have opened up thirty-two spiritual veins!"

Opening up the number of spiritual veins is the biggest secret of a strong person in the Xuanbing Realm, unless his cultivation is much higher than his own, he can see through it at a glance, but an eighth-level martial artist cannot have this kind of magical power.

"I'm asking Ning Yi. Tao Jingjie frowned.

Uncle Yun took a deep breath, suppressed the horror, and said in a low voice: "This mysterious young man is very strange, I can't feel a little cultivation, but the strength is amazing, my qi and blood have not decayed, and my fists and feet have shaken my five organs in severe pain." ”

Tao Jingjie was silent, bowing his head and thinking about something.

"By the way, this boy's bones are like iron, and I hit him like steel. ”

The figure was shocked, and a terrible thought appeared in Tao Jingjie's mind.

The eyes of the old and the young were staring at Ning Yi, and then the scalp was numb, Tao Jingjie felt a wave of discomfort in his abdomen, and his cheeks agitated, as if he saw hell on earth, and noticed that the person in his arms raised his head curiously, hurriedly covered his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Don't look." ”

Dai Xinghai was stunned for a moment, his face flushed, and nodded.

I saw Ning expressionless, squatting down mechanically, grabbing the red-dyed snow on the ground, leaning his neck and swallowing it into his stomach, slowly, the corners of his mouth rose, and there was a hint of enjoyment.

It was the blood of his companions.

Tao Jingjie's eyes narrowed, and he sensed that something was wrong, and on Ning Yi's body, the invisible qi wave trembled, and with only two handfuls of blood, his momentum suddenly became stronger.

"It's not good, do it, you run down the mountain. ”

The previous sentence was said to Uncle Yun, and the next sentence was said to Dai Xinghai, Dai Xinghai was stunned, Tao Jingjie rushed out like a cannonball, and blasted away with a punch.

Uncle Yun's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly said: "Good opportunity, he restrained the weird boy, and I escorted the little young master down the mountain." ”

As soon as he said that, he took Dai Xinghai's hand, and there was a kind of resistance behind him, and he turned his head strangely, and saw that the figure looking at the young man was full of anxiety.

"Uncle Yun, help him quickly, this person is so powerful, Tao Jingjie can't beat him. Dai Xinghai said anxiously.

Uncle Yun was stunned for a moment, sighed secretly, and said helplessly: "Okay, but you hurry up and find a safe place, if you don't send a signal to the family within two days, the family will send someone to answer." ”

Tao Jingjie punched out, Ning Yi stopped his hand, raised his head, looked at him with his eyes like dead silence, his expression was disgusted, and he roared angrily.

This look reminded Tao Jingjie of the dog he had before, disturbing it when it was eating, and his face was exactly the same as Ning Yi.

His heart trembled, he gritted his teeth fiercely, the strong Xuan Qi poured into his fist, the sun shone a little brighter, and suddenly there was a flower in front of him, and a figure was swimming with strong Xuan Qi, rolling up the ice and snow all over the ground, and slapping it with one palm like a mountain and a sea.

With joy in his heart, his calf suddenly kicked on the tree, and the dagger quietly slashed in his hand.

Bang!

With the full palm of the third-level Xuanbing Realm powerhouse, he can slap away the hundred-meter peak.

Ning Yi raised his hand casually, clenched his fists and blasted away, his fists and palms intersected, making a thunderous roar, Uncle Yun flew out directly upside down, Ning Yi just fell to the ground, unharmed.

Before he could come back to his senses, Tao Jingjie pounced and punched him in the chest.

Ning Yi's eyes widened, and he looked at the black smoke emitting from his chest in disbelief, and there was a huge pain, and he looked up to the sky and screamed.

"An eighth-level martial artist can actually hurt Ning Yi. Uncle Yun was horrified in his heart, and when he looked at it again, Ning Yi's chest seemed to be burned by fire, leaving a black trace.

With one foot on the ground, desperately stopping the steps of retreating, Tao Jingjie deceived himself, stimulated the characteristics of the star dagger, increased the strength by one layer, and slashed it from top to bottom, the pure yang sky-breaking fist in his left hand, the second-level mysterious weapon in his right hand, the bow left and right, and the arms waved like butterflies, which was dizzying.

The Pure Yang Breaking Heaven Fist restrained Ning Yi's Buddha, under this pure Yang Qi, Ning Yi kept screaming, but he had no strength to resist, and every time the star dagger danced, it left a bloody mark on the steel cast skin.

In a few seconds, Tao Jingjie threw out more than a dozen punches, slashed out more than a dozen knives, and suddenly his heart was shocked, and he jumped backwards, a fierce wind stirred the clothes in front of him, and there were bursts of blood on his chest.

Ning Yi retreated a hundred meters in a row, looked at the person in front of him in horror, and ignored the injuries on his body.

"Just the fist wind can shred clothes, shake flesh and blood, and displace the five internal organs, what the hell is this guy made of. ”

Swallowing a mouthful of blood in his throat fiercely, Tao Jingjie retreated to Uncle Yun's side, panting.

wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, smiled proudly, and said softly: "Sure enough, he is afraid of pure yang qi. ”

"What, there's evil in him. Uncle Yun's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it, and a thought rushed into his mind, and he was terrified, "Could it be that he is an evil martial artist!"

"Evil warrior, what is that? Tao Jingjie asked.