As the flying secret weapon was broken, dozens of torches suddenly lit up in the night sky, the disciple of the wrong sword sect! Swish! Swish! Flying out of the camp, he surrounded Luo Qian with the disciples of Yintuo Temple. Luo Qian looked in the direction where the hidden weapon flew from, and in the light of the torch, a disciple of the Hidden Tuo Temple stood in front of him, holding a string of prayer beads in his hand, and the hidden weapon just now was obviously sent by the prayer beads.

Liu Junhao stood in the first place, with a pair of wisdom beads in his hand, Luo Qian recognized it clearly, this was the leader of the wrong sword gate. Liu Junhao gave an order, and the disciples of the Wrong Sword Sect and the Yintuo Temple forced them to the inner circle one after another.

Luo Qian didn't have time to react, and several torches were suddenly thrown towards him. As soon as the fire shines, he will have nowhere to hide, and the disciples of the three major sects of Luo Qianxin Dao have been walking in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and they have rich experience in facing the enemy, so they really can't be underestimated. Picked up the knotted dead branch and poured it into the air and shot it out, although Luo Qian had not practiced the hidden weapon technique, but the flying torch was not fast in the air, and the torch was shot down by the dead branch.

The disciple of Yintuo Temple who was holding the rosary chuckled lightly, and the rosary in his hand suddenly scattered, opening into an arc in the air, and pushing forward with his five fingers open. Under the urging of internal energy, more than a dozen prayer beads suddenly contracted, and meteors flew into the sky like a moon.

Luo Qian knew that he had been exposed, so he simply didn't hide, with the long sword in his hand, and a sense of war rose in his heart. More than a dozen rosaries have arrived in front of him, Luo Qian retreated into the real yuan under the urging of the figure, facing the rosary to use the "Yuancheng Ying" four swords, the sword technique out of Luo Qian's momentum changed, as if in the waves against the current. The sword light flickered like a water curtain, this is a change of potential that Luo Qian realized after grinding under the water for a year, integrating the density of water into the sword momentum, the sword technique is as dense as water, and the flying rosary was crushed into powder by the water curtain in an instant.

A sword broke the flying locust rosary, Luo Qian's figure did not decrease, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the disciple of the Yintuo Temple who shot out the rosary. Luo Qianshen's reason of capturing the thief and capturing the king first, is besieged here, and must not fall in love with the war, when the first to attack and behead the enemy, it will shock the heroes. "Dragon Master Fire Emperor, Bird Officials and Emperors" Eight swords come out together, you are grass mustard, and I am the emperor. For a while, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, like an unstoppable fire in the prairie fire.

Seeing Luo Qian's strange figure, the disciples of Yintuo Temple let out a series of exclamations, and the weak ones were shocked by Luo Qian's sword qi and retreated. Luo Qian's body method was also practiced under huge pressure under the water all the year round, and he originally wanted to use it as a killer weapon for the other party, Zheng Zizhou, but he didn't dare to hide it anymore when he was besieged today.

Seeing the power of Luo Qianyi's sword, the person headed by Yintuo Temple flashed a different color in his eyes, and he was not afraid to pull out a ring knife from his waist. The ring sword flashed with a flash of brilliance, and in the sword qi, he stepped forward and slashed out against the sword light. Although this knife technique turned a hundred times, it had no intention of retreating, and the knife slashed out against the long sword, as if it was about to break through the cage.

The disciple on the side exclaimed: "Ananda broke the sword!" ”

Luo Qian's offensive was blocked, and he suddenly heard the disciple on the side read out the name of this knife technique, and his heart was slightly confirmed, this sword technique was really like breaking the ring, and there was no way back from all hearts, and there was no turning back from the knife forward.

Luo Qian sneered: "Although the sword technique is good, you have practiced it wrongly, it is not a way out that breaks the ring, but the past, and the shore of the bitter coast will eventually turn back, so you can blindly move forward." “

Said that the swordsmanship changed again, "turned into grass and trees, relying on all directions" eight swords out of the sword momentum suddenly changed rapidly, the grass is green, the arbor is lush, there is a mortal heart after all, a mortal can not escape the vicissitudes of life after all.

The sword momentum rotates and turns, like the reincarnation of the world, a knife slashes down, breaks a dust edge and there is a cause and effect, and the cycle seems endless.

The swords struck each other, the sparks splashed everywhere, and the disciples of Yintuo Temple slashed eighteen times in a row, one sword was stronger than the other, and after all, they did not break Luo Qian's sword momentum. One drum, then decline, three and exhaustion, eighteen knives and a series of slashes out of the momentum has climbed to the extreme, after eighteen knives there is no follow-up power, momentum from prosperity to decline.

Luo Qian saw the opportunity to "not be a treasure, inch yin is a competition" Eight swords fired together, although the two fought against each other and dismantled more than a dozen moves in a row, but it was also between the lightning and flint, and the surrounding trial disciples were about to come over, Luo Qian did not dare to delay any longer, and wanted to use this fast sword to break a way out.

Under the urging of Zhenyuan, the long sword in his hand was extremely fast, and the white horse passed through the gap, time was like an arrow, fast enough to compete with time. The momentum of the disciples of the Hidden Tuo Temple has decayed, and in the face of Luo Qian's fast sword, he has no power to fight back, and the long knife can no longer see the path of the long sword after a few blocks, only to feel that there are heavy sword shadows in front of him, and in a trance, the long sword passes through the shoulder, and a blood arrow soars out.

The disciple of Yintuo Temple turned over and fell to the ground, and the blood gushed on his shoulder, Luo Qian did not dare to hesitate at all, his body shuttled rapidly, and he waved a sword qi to force back the disciples, and he dodged and burst out.

Liu Junhao led the disciples of the Wrong Sword Sect to chase after him and investigate the injuries of the disciples of the Hidden Tuo Temple. The disciple of Yintuo Temple was only injured in the shoulder and there was no major problem, but his eyes were a little dull, and he was thinking something in his mouth.

Liu Junhao leaned over and leaned over to the ear, and the people on the ground repeatedly recited the sentence "The way out, the past!" ”

Liu Junhao frowned slightly, and pondered slightly. The Wrong Sword Sect disciple with the roe head rat eyes leaned over and turned his back on the others and whispered, "Senior Brother Liu, Zhensheng is already injured, why not take this opportunity to kill him, so as to get rid of the big trouble." ”

Liu Junhao shook his head: "It's not the time yet, our great enemy is still the gang of the four families, Zhensheng was injured, the disciples of Yintuo Temple can only obey the orders of the wrong sword sect with me, and killing him now will only make the disciples of Yintuo Temple turn against us." Without the assistance of Yintuo Temple, the four major families may not be able to deal with it, and it is not too late to kill him after the four major families are destroyed. ”

The disciple on the side complimented: "It's still Senior Brother Liu's thoughtfulness." ”

Zhensheng fell to the ground, and the Yintuo Temple was leaderless for a while, and he didn't know how to act.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Liu Junhao raised his arms in the crowd and shouted: "This thief has good martial arts, if he doesn't get rid of it, he will become the enemy of my three major factions, and I also ask all the brothers of the Hidden Tuo Temple to hunt down and kill this thief together with my wrong sword sect."

Liu Junhao's voice was loud, and he used internal force to spread the voice, and everyone present was shocked when he heard it. Although Liu Junhao's words were euphemistic, as soon as the words fell, the disciples of the Sword Sect had quietly surrounded everyone in the Yintuo Temple.

Zhensheng lay on the ground without saying a word, and the people in Yintuo Temple didn't know how Zhensheng's injuries were, and he lost his backbone for a while.

Everyone in the Hidden Tuo Temple can see that the wrong sword gate is going to forcibly absorb the Hidden Tuo Temple, but now the real victory is not on the ground, the Hidden Tuo Temple has almost no capital to compete for power, and the Shura trial is dangerous step by step, although Liu Junhao only lives a few more days, it is better than the corpse on the spot.

The disciples of the Wrong Sword Sect took a step forward, and an invisible pressure enveloped the people of the Hidden Tuo Temple. After a little hesitation, several timid disciples timidly moved and stood behind Liu Junhao, some people took the lead, and the remaining twenty or so people also gave up the struggle and stood on Liu Junhao's side.

can only blame Zhensheng for not measuring his strength, making a shield for the wrong sword gate, Zhensheng wanted to kill the enemy Liwei, who knew that Luo Qian's martial arts were so good, it can be said that stealing chickens is not a loss of rice.

Seeing that the general trend had been settled, Liu Junhao couldn't help but be high-spirited, drew his sword and drank: "Senior brothers, follow me to chase and kill the thief." Leaving a few people to take care of Monk Zhensheng, he took the lead and chased in the direction where Luo Qian had fled.

Luo Qian didn't dare to hesitate when he got out of the encirclement, and fled all the way. If it weren't for his lightning-fast killing, I'm afraid he would have been torn apart by a knife. The monk's sword technique was extremely domineering, and the two of them seemed to be an understatement, but Luo Qian knew in his heart that if it weren't for the true yuan power of the Eight or Nine Xuangong, I am afraid that the victory or defeat would be unpredictable.

In less than a few breaths, there was another shout behind him, and he knew that the group had just chased after him. The foot sped up a little, and suddenly saw the figure shaking not far away, and looked at more than 20 people in front of him with their hair tied up, and it turned out to be the bull's nose of the Qingxu faction blocking in front.

His mind was flying, how did the three major factions become the same qi, and I don't know when they have been surrounded by heavy encirclement. His swordsmanship was full of confidence, and he wanted to clear the wrong sword gate in one fell swoop, but he was killed like a lost dog, and he really couldn't underestimate the heroes of the world.

The Qingxu faction stopped in front, Luo Qian had no choice but to slow down, and behind him, the people of the Wrong Sword Gate and the Yintuo Temple had already caught up, and they were only a stone's throw away from Luo Qian.

I secretly calculated in my heart that if I escaped like this, sooner or later I would be exhausted to death, the three major factions and the four major families have always been at odds, so it is better to lead these people to the territory of the four major families and get out of the chaos by themselves. Having made up his mind, the Vena pattern was running rapidly in his mind, and he calculated the location of the four families, and he could only break through from this direction for the sake of today.

The figure flew out, and in a blink of an eye it had reached the range of the Qingxu faction, several disciples of the Qingxu faction stopped in front, Luo Qian's long sword chanted lightly, "Jin Sheng Lishui, jade out of Kungang" Eight swords moved with him, these eight swordsmanship moves are gorgeous, a sword momentum is like a rainbow, and the sword qi is collected and sent to strike far away, which is most suitable for attacking the public with a small number.

Luo Qian knew that this breakthrough was different from the front turn, and the need for a single attack could not leave the enemy a chance to rescue, so he deliberately avoided the leading disciples of the Qingxu faction, so as not to be entangled by it, and chose the weakest point of defense to break through. The disciples of the Qingxu Sect were frightened by this gorgeous sword move, and when they came out of the sword, they had already messed up, and countless flesh and blood were brought up between the flow of sword light, Luo Qian had no intention of looking at the severed arm and stump behind him, and flew over the encirclement with all his might.

Before the disciples of the three major factions could react, Luo Qian had already left, and Liu Junhao led the disciples of the Wrong Sword Sect and the Hidden Tuo Temple to rush over, and the three major factions joined forces.

Song Yushu, the leader of the Qingxu faction, looked at Luo Qian's back and wondered, "Senior Brother Liu, who is this, martial arts are so good?" ”

Liu Junhao replied in a deep voice: "This is the copper-skinned scoundrel in front of the library, this person is really powerful, the senior brother Zhensheng of Yintuo Temple has been injured by him, so I led my disciples and all the senior brothers of Yintuo Temple to hunt down and kill this person here." If this person is not removed, I am afraid that it will eventually become a big disaster for my three major factions! Why don't we work together to kill this thief first. As he spoke, his eyes widened, and a momentum overwhelmed him.

Liu Junhao's words brought out the fact that Zhensheng was injured, intending to tell Song Yushu that he now has two major sects in his hands, and if the Qingxu faction does not obey orders, he can exterminate the Qingxu faction at any time.

Sending Yushu's face was cloudy, obviously he heard the meaning of Liu Junhao's words, but now Liu Junhao has a large number of disciples of the two major sects, if he doesn't obey his orders, I'm afraid that he will immediately be splashed with blood on the spot. However, he didn't want to be a lamb to the slaughter, so he pretended to be calm and said: "If as Senior Brother Liu said, this thief needs to be eliminated as soon as possible, I sent a disciple who has not fought with this person, and I don't know the number of ways this thief, and I also ask Senior Brother Liu to lead the way, and my Qingxu faction should follow suit." ”

Liu Junhao was so shrewd, he naturally heard that Song Yushu wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, if the Qingxu faction was allowed to slip away at this time, it would probably take a lot of trouble to master this group of people, and he said in a deep voice: "This move is not appropriate, the disciples of my two factions have been chasing for half the night, and the true qi is very consumed, this thief is cunning and abnormal, and he will slip away if he is not careful." The disciples of Senior Brother Song's sect are here to work at ease, presumably full of energy, and please open the way ahead, I will lead the disciples of the two major factions to sweep the battle for Senior Brother Song. ”

As soon as the words fell, the disciples of the two factions had already surrounded them, and the disciples of the Qingxu faction were surrounded in the middle and panicked for a while.

Song Yushu secretly scolded Liu Junhao for being despicable in his heart, but he didn't have the slightest discoloration on his face, and said calmly: "What Senior Brother Liu said is reasonable, this Shura trial will select all the elites in my sect, and it is not a problem to kill just a few thieves." Song Yushu said with a sharp edge, wanting to tell Liu Junhao that although the number of Qingxu faction is not superior, it still has the strength to fight, and he should not force the Qingxu faction to jump over the wall in a hurry.

Liu Junhao sneered in his heart, bullshit elite, four or five people were folded in one photo, if it was really elite, it would not be your turn to come out Song Yushu. But now is not the time to turn his face, hugging his fists and saying: "There are all the senior brothers!"

Song Yushu led the disciples of the Qingxu Sect to chase in the direction of Luo Qian's escape, and Zhao Ying, who was a roe deer, leaned on Liu Junhao's ear and whispered: "Senior Brother Liu, the direction of the copper-skinned scoundrel's escape is the territory of the four major factions, will we suffer a loss if we chase after it so rashly." ”

Liu Junhao sneered: "Don't worry about it, I already have a plan." ”