Ning Hongyu, who chose to sneak attack, was finally noticed by the two-masked man, so without any hesitation, he flew up, and the demon knife in his hand was waved like a full moon.

Ning Hongyu knew that these two people were powerful, so he used all his strength as soon as he made a move.

The towering chest trembled with the force, and the air twisted with the blade, forming a broken turbulence, and the knife in front of her was already a strange red.

And the two masked men changed their bodies in an instant, and the four hands of the two of them pushed on the long piano almost at the same time!

The sound of the piano, which was originally like a big bead and a small bead falling on a jade plate, suddenly became high.

There was a whistling fist and leg shadow in the air.

They are emitted through the sound of the piano, like a flood beast, and they are extremely dense.

The bright sword light swung by Ning Hongyu became dim with the naked eye, and a dense tremor force came from the knife body, which was the strength of countless fists and feet smashed on the knife body.

Ning Hongyu, who was originally offensive, could only turn from offense to defense, and his knife was horizontal.

Cracking sound!

It is like the sound of a large number of firecrackers being lit in an instant during the Chinese New Year.

The bewitching blade slanted and bent into a slightly exaggerated arc.

Ning Hongyu was shocked and flew backwards, and continued to glide on the ground after landing, forming a not shallow ravine.

The arms and white legs of the masked man on his mask twisted as if two strange-shaped people were dancing happily.

They plucked their hands on the strings again, and were just about to launch an attack on the swept Ning Hongyu, when there was a burst of "Hahaha!" Wild laughter rang out.

The wild laughter was like thunder, and it seemed to be separated by a distance, but it turned out to be close in an instant.

The two masked men were also masters of the masters, and they immediately knew that it was the result of the crazy laugher's rapid closing of the distance.

They reacted very quickly, and the two of them staggered their postures, forming an "X" shape, turning their positions like the wind, and began to play towards the position where Ji Que was running wildly.

Ji Que, who was running wildly, suddenly jumped up with a light spirit, and the ground under his feet suddenly had more fist footprints.

The flowers were broken, the soil had collapsed into a hole, and the smoke and dust were rising.

This is enough to see how swift and insidious the fists and feet of the two masked people are urged by the sound of the piano.

Bang Bang Bang!

Ji Que's frantically running figure was constantly changing, his back was full of afterimages, and the ground and even the air around him were shattered one after another.

But even so, he is still constantly approaching the other party.

The closer you get to the two masked men, the faster the sound of the piano becomes, and the strength of the whistling fists and feet becomes more and more dense.

At this moment, in the midst of the strength of the hundreds of thousands of fists and feet, a hidden force suddenly attacked, and he instinctively felt the danger.

Ji Que chose to block with a cross arm, but the Qianji sword on his wrist was one step ahead of him and blocked in front of him.

The sound of winter is like a dusk drum and morning bell.

Chihime's sword tumbled and flew away like a scattered leaf, or like a woman who sacrificed herself to crush a grenade for her lover and then was blown away.

Ji Que was even a little moved.

As a result, in the next moment, he slipped sharply and fished the other party back.

After that, Ji Que swayed left and right again and rushed forward, but there was a bright sword light in his hand.

The sword light collided with the fist shadow and the foot shadow, making a roaring sound. ….

At this moment, Ji Que suddenly made a sliding shovel, dodging a round of punches and kicks, and at the same time, he shot a string of "beaded arrows".

The Qianji sword in his hand broke apart and turned into flying arrows, fast or slow, up or down, or like a lady walking forward, or jumping up and down like a madwoman, rushing towards the two-masked man.

Murmur! Murmur! Murmur! Murmur!

The speed of the hands of the two masked men became faster and faster, and the sound of the piano became higher and faster, and there was even a faint sound of tearing.

At the same time, countless droplets of water slipped from the arms and legs of the masks on their faces.

These droplets of water are the sweat they secrete, and they steam when they shake off

Soared into a fog.

The Senhime sword that was shot was ejected back, and it brought stronger punches and leg strength.

Ji Que picked up the two severed swords casually, waved his hands, and twisted his buttocks, dodging and dissolving those punches and legs like twisting Yangge.

Brilliant sparks bloomed in the air, and it was the two severed swords in Ji Que's hands and the murderous fists and feet colliding.

On the other side, Chen Laoshi, who had been preparing to sneak attack and kill people at this stalemate stage, suddenly looked somewhere in the dark.

A shadow moved in the darkness, and he sensed danger, so he looked at the other man warily.

The roles of both sides have appeared one after another, and Chen Laoshi has once again reverted to the role of the town.

At this time, Ji Que on this side had already twisted his waist and approached the two masked people.

He felt as if he was in a dangerous storm, ready to be torn to pieces at any moment.

But at the same time, he was very excited, like a tide riding the wind and waves, constantly challenging the storm.

Standing here, he could already see the hands and feet on the faces of the two-masked man through the twisted air.

"Hey!"

Ji Que shouted, put his hands together and pointed together, and poked forward!

Those "Chihime Broken Swords" that had been scattered before jumped up one after another, and with his finger, they merged again.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

Each time the severed sword merged, it emitted an orderly sound of metal colliding and erupted with terrifying power.

When the last section of the Qianji sword was successfully merged, the furious sword qi had already penetrated the dense fist and leg strength and smashed over.

The masks on the faces of the two of them shattered, emitting bursts of clear light.

This mask should be some kind of magic weapon, which can compete with Ji Que's sword qi.

However, the confrontation did not last long, as cracks and broken blood were already on their faces.

At this time, the bodies of the two masked men suddenly turned again, returning from an "X" shape to a form of standing side by side.

At the same time, the piano in front of them spun and crossed to the right.

There, a bright sword light suddenly became extremely bright.

With a bang, the demon knife and the long qin collided, the strings broke, the body of the piano cracked, and the two-masked man was rushed by Ji Que's sword qi and Ning Hongyu's knife strength, and suddenly flew out like a broken paper kite.

Bang! Bang!

The two fell to the ground, covered in blood.

"Hahaha!"

Hearing Ji Que's wild laughter, the two of them tightened their bodies at the same time, and the man on the left dragged a cyan figure out of the soil with a bang, and shouted at the same time, "Don't come here!" ….

There, Xue Linghua was held in her hand by the man on the left, looking weak, helpless and pitiful.

Ji Que and Ning Hongyu realized that although the masks of the two were broken, those hands and legs were still on their faces.

In other words, the masks were just disguises, and they already had hands and legs full of faces.

Now that the two of them are covered with wounds, they are no longer powerless to face Ji Que and Ning Hongyu, who seem to be fine, so they can only take out this hostage threat.

Seeing that Xue Linghua was still alive, Ji Que and Ning Hongyu were all happy on their faces.

"Don't come here, I'll break her head if I come again!"

Ji Que hurriedly raised his hands and said, "Don't get excited, don't get excited!"

The man with his legs suddenly looked somewhere on the ground and shouted, "Don't think about playing tricks!"

There, it's the Chihime Sword lurking among the flowers.

The other party couldn't help but jam Xue Linghua's neck tighter, and shouted, "You waste your hands, otherwise she will die!"

As a result, at this moment, Qianji's sword accelerated and turned into a phantom.

There was a thud, and the blood mist filled the air.

"How dare you!"

The sword body pierced the hearts of the two people, and the two were still not dead, so Qianji Sword and a dragon swung its tail, and wanted to cut off their heads.

At this moment, the sword body turned out to be another swinging tail, stabbing at Xue Linghua

of the temples.

With a crisp snap, the Qianji Sword was slapped by Xue Linghua and flew out, like a scattered fallen leaf.

Xue Linghua's eyes had turned blue, and her hair was blue.

She looked at Ji Que and said angrily, "Why!"

Ji Que responded, "We have long felt that you have a problem."

"What's the problem?"

"You're too enthusiastic, and it's too coincidental, and you just happened to pick up the token of the Foreign Body Society, which can't help but give me an extra eye."

"In the afternoon in the cave, when I chased there, I saw only a pool of blood, and it was supposed to be your blood. Or rather, what you want to show us is your blood. But why don't you have any visible wounds on your body now?" Ji Que asked.

"There is no doubt about it, I am very professional in this aspect of injury."

Ning Hongyu walked over, stood side by side with Ji Que, and said.

"Maybe you're mistaken, or maybe they cured me." Xue Linghua said.

"It's possible, but I'm not stupid enough to trade our lives. They want us to waste our hands, and I can't do that." Ji Que said calmly.

"Even if I'm going to die because of it?"

Xue Linghua's hair had completely turned green, and her whole person was shrouded in a layer of evil nature.

No, rather, divinity.

There was no superfluous emotion in her eyes.

"I wish you would always be that kind little sister, and I still wanted to save you until the last moment, even if you have a lot of doubts. Unfortunately, I'm not one to be threatened." Ji Que replied.

"If you're really a good person and you die because of it, we might feel guilty, but luckily you're not, so we're happy."

As he spoke, Ji Que and Ning Hongyu's heads touched together, revealing a happy smile.

"Interesting, interesting."

Xue Linghua stepped forward and said, "You are really suitable for giving birth to children."

Ji Que frowned and said, "You made that baby just now?" ….

Xue Linghua's cold twin children suddenly appeared in a fanatical mood, and said with a smile: "I have been observing you for a long time, I have not seen such a perfect ovary for a long time, and the child born to you will definitely be perfect."

Ning Hongyu was puzzled, "But I'm a woman."

Xue Linghua opened her hands, her long green hair fluttered without wind, and said, "There is no difference between men and women in my place?"

At this time, Chen Laoshi came over and said, "What about me?"

"The stinky old man looks so ugly, get out!" Xue Linghua replied.

"me!"

Chen was so angry that he jumped to his feet.

The next moment, Xue Linghua's hands were already pressed on the heads of the people with the legs and the hands.

The cyan streamer pierced their heads, and the arms and legs of their faces writhed.

"Up!"

Without any hesitation, the three of them launched an attack!

Everyone could see that this woman was healing them.

With a bang, Xue Linghua sank into the soil with the two of them, and the speed was extremely fast.

Chen Laoshi's natal sword followed and chased down, trembling in an instant.

The vibration of the blade swept through the soil and rocks in the ground, quickly catching the two figures.

Wait, there's one more!

With a bang, a pitch-black sword emitting a colorful glass light pierced out of the ground and struck him in the head.

This sword is very thick, long, and black, and this sword pierces down, just the tip of the sword, which is thicker than Chen Laoshi's head.

Facing this sword with a faint thunder sound, Chen Laoshi just turned his head to look at it, and his eyes didn't blink.

A clear sword roar sounded, like the sound of a clear spring flowing through the blade, and his natal sword came first and went straight out.

The gray hair in front of Chen Laoshi's forehead fluttered, and the sword momentum rose with the person.

The natal sword and the black sword collided together, brilliant

The spark bloomed, the body of the natal sword trembled, and the colorful glazed light around the black sword dimmed a lot, like a lamp blown by the wind.

Bang bang, the sword body was shaken out of the crack, and it continued to spread.

The figure behind the sword stretched out its neck, and as it leaped out of the layer, it withdrew its sword and retreated, revealing a face full of hands that was cracked in the eyes.

The face was now glowing green, and it had grown a lot, and at the same time his body had grown.

At this moment, the man with the hand and face had become as tall as a god, and he couldn't help but shout, "Die!"

As soon as this word sounded like thunder, Chen Laoshi had already jumped up in the air and kicked on the hilt of the natal sword.

So a thunderous explosion sounded, and the black sword suddenly suffered such a heavy blow, and the thick, black, and long sword body suddenly couldn't bear it, and was shocked and flew in reverse, like a black thunderbolt.

The colorful glass light on the black sword was extinguished in an instant, and because the sword body flew in the opposite direction too fast, a brilliant flame actually jumped on the sword body, and a gray turbulence dragged out of the tail.

Facing the sword that was roaring back, the tall man with full arms snorted coldly and took a step forward, as if he didn't pay attention to it at all.

I saw that as soon as he copied it with his hand, the flying sword that roared back was copied by him in his hand, and he wrote lightly.

But this freehand picture only lasted two seconds, and after two seconds, his tall body as a small mountain leaned back, and was dragged backwards by the black sword, until his pants were worn through, revealing his white ass before he stopped.

When he got up in a panic, the figures of Chen Laoshi and the three of them had already lost in his field of vision.

As a result, at this moment, he suddenly felt a strong wind coming, and he couldn't help but block it with his hand, but it was a pity...... Not in the way.

The sound of winter, like a morning bell and a dusk drum, I don't know when, Ji Que had already come to his side, and hit him in the abdomen with a knee.

So the man's body bowed, the flesh on his belly collapsed and spread out, and the two eyeballs bulged outward, as if they were about to break away from their sockets.

The arms on his face are dancing wildly, which means that the meaning is obvious.

It hurts, it hurts!

Before he could react, Ning Hongyu's demon knife slashed again.

Since there was only one body exposed, they wouldn't mind launching a righteous group fight against it!

lq.

The sword flew in the rainstorm