Inside the city.

"Lei Wuji, are you okay?"

Tang Lian was repelled by Xie Bi'an, while Lei Wujian was hit by Fan Wuji's iron chain, and a mouthful of blood spat out. He hurriedly got up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his left hand: "Senior brother, I can still fight!"

Among the three, Sikong Qianluo and Lu Yuzhai are indistinguishable, and Lei Wuji and Tang Lian are completely defeated.

Xie Bi'an took advantage of the gap in the hand-to-hand, and aimed the folding fan in his hand at the twilight rain ink, fanning out a gust of gloomy wind.

"Gotta get out of the way."

Twilight Yumo was hit by Xie Bi'an's Yin Wind first, if it wasn't for Lei Wuji's forced relief, Twilight Yumo would have to give up control of Wushuang at that time. But in this situation, even if Tang Lian and Lei Wuji wanted to help, it was too late.

The two of them were firmly restrained by Fan Wuyi, and Twilight Yumo sighed, put away the bamboo flute, and her figure quickly retreated.

The ten flying swords that had been suspended in the air instantly shot into the walls of the room. Wushuang shook his head, and the flying sword he noticed flew into the air, and he hurriedly looked around.

The original Twilight Yumo and his party were no longer there, and only the corpses of the disciples of Wushuang City were left on the ground. Looking at this scene, Wushuang became furious: "You all deserve to die!" He quickly recalled the ten flying swords.

Twelve flying swords hovered around him, and then walked in the direction of Twilight Rainink.

"Oh no, he's gone mad." Seeing Wushuang's state clearly, Twilight Yumo's expression tightened. If a person goes mad, his strength will skyrocket a lot in an instant.

was already invincible to Wushuang, but now Wushuang's strength is getting stronger all at once, even Xiao Se, who was hiding on the side, couldn't help but sweat.

Wushuang didn't choose to attack at the first time, he said indifferently, "Being able to die under the Daimyo Suzaku is my last mercy to you."

His right hand was on the Musou sword box, and then there was a click, and the iron chain that had sealed the Daimyo Suzaku was directly torn off by the Mushuang. The corners of his eyes were bloodshot as drops of blood dripped from his nose.

Xie Bi'an and Fan Wu looked at each other and smiled, "It seems that we don't need to make a move."

"When this battle is over, he will surely die. It's just right, but it saves us a shot."

Xie Bi'an and Fan Wuzhuo, in addition to besieging and killing Xiao Se and his party, they also have another task, that is, to solve the people of Wushuang City.

Wushuang City supports the White King Xiao Chong, which is contrary to their interests, and of course they will not let it go. As long as Xiao Yu's competitors are eliminated one by one, their follow-up plans will be much easier. And the murderous king before left the sky, and it was their man...

Suddenly, a phoenix chirped, and a fiery red phoenix phantom rose from the ground, and under the phantom, it was the famous Vermilion Bird.

"It starts with you!" Wushuang shouted angrily, and the Vermilion Bird Phantom shot towards Twilight Ink's location.

"Humph!" A cold snort like thunder sounded, "Wushuang, you are really looking for death, don't think that you can be invincible in the world by mastering the Wushuang Sword Box, today I will tell you, what is invincible!"

Twilight Yumo looked over excitedly, "Yang Ming!"

Xiao Se, who was hiding not far away, breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm finally saved."

Black and White Impermanence's whole body froze in place, and Xie Bi'an tugged at Fan Wu's sleeve, "Let's run!"

Wushuang's body trembled, this voice was familiar to him, it was Yang Ming, who was in Khotan that day, and he had no power to fight back.

Remembering that he had already summoned the Great Name Vermilion Bird, Wushuang also had confidence: "Yang Ming, I won't be afraid of you anymore, never!" He stretched out his hand and grabbed the Daimyo Suzaku, "After today, my Peerless City will return to the Peerless City in the world from the past, and your Snow Moon City will always be trampled under the feet of the Peerless City!"

As soon as the words fell, his figure rushed towards Yang Ming.

"Black and white impermanence, if you two dare to run, I promise to make your life worse than death!" Yang Ming shouted.

This sentence made the two of them tremble. They didn't dare to bet, they were killed by Yang Minghe last time, and they almost couldn't be resurrected; If Yang Ming really found a way to kill them, then they would really have to dissipate into heaven and earth.

"Daming Suzaku is it!" Yang Ming sneered, "Feng Yu, let him see who is the king!" As he spoke, the phoenix sword in Yang Ming's hand shook incessantly!

"This sword, send you on your way!"

"The phoenix is flying, and its feathers are shining!"

A burst of phoenix flames emanated from the phoenix sword, and the originally dim surroundings. At the same time, a huge phoenix phantom appeared behind Yang Ming.

Seeing this scene, Wushuang sneered, "Vanity. With your broken sword, how can you defeat the second most famous sword in the world." His bloodshot eyes stared at Yang Ming deadly.

"This sword, the flames of the plain, Yang Ming, you can go on the road with peace of mind!"

With a "boom", the figures of the two were intertwined, Wushuang clenched the Daming Vermilion Bird that ignited the raging fire, and he tried his best to smash the phantom behind Yang Ming with a sword.

It's just that the sword body of the Daming Vermilion Bird was firmly caught by the phoenix claw, and it didn't move at all. Under the shadow, Yang Ming was holding the phoenix sword and looking at him coldly.

"It's over." Wushuang regained some senses, his eyes glazed over, as if all this in front of him was completely unexpected.

originally thought that he could break his wrist with Yang Ming, but now it seems that it is his wishful thinking. In the past, Yang Ming thought that he was a junior and played with him casually, but he didn't expect that he really thought that Yang Ming had those strengths.

"Let's go on the road quietly." Yang Ming said lightly.

He lifted his sword and slowly raised it. Just as he was about to chop down, a hurried voice suddenly came: "Keep people under the sword, and I am willing to pay a huge amount of compensation in Wushuang City."

It was not Lu Yuzhai who was standing in place stupidly, but Song Yanhui, who was galloping on horseback.

It's just that Yang Ming didn't pay any attention to it, his sword fell, and Wushuang's body was neatly cut. The phoenix flames on the sword's body burned Wushuang's body to the ground.

The Daming Vermilion Bird in the handsless also lost its original luster. With a "click", it fell to the ground.

Yang Ming stretched out his hand and picked up the Daming Vermilion Bird on the ground, then turned around and looked at Song Yanhui coldly.

After experiencing this incident, the only remaining mercy he had in Wushuang City was completely wiped out. He only hated that he had not dealt with them in Khotan in the first place, and that he had almost caused a catastrophe today.

"No!" Song Yanhui's eyes were about to split, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he pulled out the broken sword with his right hand, "I want you to pay for your life!" He jumped off his horse, picked up the broken sword and rushed towards Yang Ming.

"I can't help myself!" Yang Ming kicked him away. It's just that this kick didn't use all his strength, he didn't intend to kill Song Yanhui, in his eyes, Song Yanhui still had a trace of value.

"Ah~" Song Yanhui's figure flew out upside down, and a mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth.