Xunyang Houfu. Hour and moment. Zhou Zhutou and the servants were already surrounding the ruins in front of them. But he is not qualified to interfere.

Mo Baipao and Rong Yulu are fighting Cai Tanggu. In fact, Rong Yulu didn't really want to get involved, but after all, he had a good relationship with Xie Wuxing these days, even if there was friction with Jiang Wang at the beginning, but Rong Yulu admired the strong, and he had a few drinks with Jiang Wang, so he couldn't turn a blind eye.

Although he is a martial artist of the fourth realm, he can be regarded as a very weak fourth realm in the Martial God Temple and even in the rivers and lakes.

But to be able to enter the fourth realm at such an age, of course, the qualifications are not bad, but it is undeniable that Rong Yulu can have some status in the Martial God Temple, and it depends more on the Lupu Rong family.

Mo Baipao was seriously injured, and the two of them were still at a disadvantage, and the best result was to barely contain Cai Tanggu, as long as Xie Wuxing could defeat Dong Chongyang, he would be able to lay the victory.

The battle between Xie Wuxing and Dong Chongyang is no longer in the Hou Mansion. It's in the open space of Qixia Street. After all, Xie Wuxing did not break into the bathing and snow realm, and Dongzhongyang is both Qi and martial arts, but because of his identity as a swordsman, he can hurt the body of a martial artist by using the sword intent of Xihe, and the two are evenly matched.

Dong Chongyang is a long-established master in the rivers and lakes, with practical experience that Xie Wuxing is difficult to achieve, and can occasionally take advantage, but it is not easy to defeat Xie Wuxing.

Regardless of how much of the reputation of the first generation of Kutan is false, it would be a great mistake to underestimate Xie Wuxing because of this.

Xie Wuxing's sword intent filled Qixia Street, cutting through the twilight, carrying the Qi that lingered between heaven and earth, bursting out with a little cold light, and bombarding Dong Chongyang without reservation.

Dong Chongyang's shirt has been torn, the bronze body is as hard as iron, the tense muscles and tendons are exposed, and under the baptism of the torrent of sword intent, there are faintly several sword marks, obviously, if Xie Wuxing's sword intent can be stronger a little more, he can defeat Dong Chongyang's physique.

And Dong Chongyang didn't dare to bet on whether Xie Wuxing could show a stronger sword intent, he ran forward against the sword intent, wielding a big knife, and wanted to fight the price of serious injuries to defeat Xie Wuxing completely.

He is sensible after all, and he will not take Xie Wuxing's life no matter what. Otherwise, don't talk about the sword god, just that group of sword pavilion swordsmen can blast him to the scum.

Xie Wuxing's true identity of the Sword Pavilion is an invincible aura. Xie Wuxing could be defeated, but no one dared to kill him.

Even if it was unnecessary, most people would not dare to defeat Xie Wuxing. It is extremely difficult to defeat Xie Wuxing so that he has no ability to entangle anymore and cannot perform killing moves.

But there is no other way in Dong Chongyang. After all, the Xunyang Marquis Mansion and the Sword Pavilion cannot be compared at all. Even if he can break through the realm with the help of the treasures of the Qi Kingdom, he will only be the shortest-lived snow bathing monk.

But because Dong Chongyang didn't dare to make a dead move, Xie Wuxing had a chance to reverse the situation. But he had to be cautious enough, if Dong Chongyang faced the threat of death, then it would be difficult for the Sword Pavilion's deterrence to work, because no matter how it was death, he would definitely prefer to pull a cushion.

He had to give the idea of making Dong Chongyang feel that he didn't kill anyone, so that the other party would not be desperate.

This battle is not only about strength, but also about wisdom. Xie Wuxing boasted that he was extremely smart, and silently praised himself.

Liang Xiaoyou, who was hiding in the dark to watch the play, felt a little noisy. She just wanted to join the scene, and suddenly became alert.

Two figures appeared in the twilight. The bitter sandalwood sword god and the sword bearer of Mantang Mountain. Liang Xiaoyou was not the slightest nervous, it was expected that these two people could find Huncheng.

But because the injury was more severe than expected, she inevitably had to be more cautious. Once again, feel at ease as a spectator.

"You apprentice looks stupid." Cheng Yan stepped on his sword and hugged his arms, looking down at Xie Wuxing. The sword god only glanced at it and ignored it.

He was searching for the masterminds behind the scenes. It's a pity that nothing was found. It seems that the problem is already obvious.

Either the other party has already left Huncheng, or the hiding is so deep that it can't be perceived under the nose.

The pit that can go straight to the ground has been filled, and if you want to see the murals, unless you break through the ground again, but it makes no sense, because the sword god is basically convinced that the mastermind behind the cause of Wuhou is the existence that is suppressed under Qixia Street.

After all, except for this guy who can't even find a trace of the god of Kutan Mountain, there is no monster that can be eaten by the sword intent without showing the slightest trace.

When the Kutan Mountain God found him, the Sword God knew that it would be difficult to deal with that guy, so he didn't notice the problem, and he didn't have any bad emotions.

On the contrary, the sword god was a little excited after a long absence, and it was fortunate to meet a difficult opponent in a sense.

Dong Chongyang looked embarrassed, but his face was calm, his upper body was scarred and bloodstained, his steps became heavy, and the speed of swinging the knife became faster and faster.

Victory or defeat is only a matter of seconds. The sword intent pierced through his left arm. In the next moment, there was a moment of stasis.

Xie Wuxing's comprehension of Xihe's sword intent was not very deep, and it was a little unbearable to continue to release the sword intent. Dong Chongyang seized the opportunity at the first time.

The ground exploded, and his figure rampaged like a bull, as long as he could get close, he was confident that one blow would make Xie Wuxing incapacitated.

But he didn't notice the fleeting smile on the corner of Xie Wuxing's mouth. When Dong Chongyang was about to get closer, the originally weakened sword intent suddenly skyrocketed, and in the bright sword light, Xie Wuxing did not retreat but advanced, and the tip of the sword hit Dong Chongyang's chest directly.

After all, Dong Chongyang is crawling in the rivers and lakes, his vigilance is very high, his palms are together, and he firmly binds the sword body at the most critical moment, but the tip of the sword wrapped in the cold sword intent is still pierced half an inch.

He couldn't help but shudder. It's like taking an ice bath in the extreme cold winter. The whole heart tightened.

"You did it on purpose?" Dong Chongyang didn't expect that he almost landed. Xie Wuxing held the sword in both hands, and his face turned pale because of this sword, obviously Huang Tingqi was overwhelmed.

He exerted his strength to make the tip of the sword go half an inch further, but Dong Chongyang's strength was very strong, and he locked the sword body very firmly.

Dong Chongyang didn't dare to be careless, as long as he was a little relaxed, his chest would be penetrated. His body was already scarred, and the swordsman's sword intent was very strong, and he had no advantage to speak of.

Xie Wuxing smiled miserably and said: "You are worried about my teacher, you don't dare to kill me, although I don't want to rely on the teacher, but I can't change the minds of others, so it's better to go with the flow and let it become my advantage, I'm very young, I haven't seen much of the world, and I'm not your opponent with my strength." ”

"But I'm more ruthless than you, after all, young people are more proud, you have to be fearless, have no worries, seize the point where you don't dare to kill me, fight the unbearable wear and tear of the sword intent, and kill with one blow." Dong Chongyang's face was solemn.

Xie Wuxing made the sword intent skyrocket at the last moment, obviously at a great price, but as he said, he didn't care at all, he just relied on his youth, as long as he was not completely exhausted, he could always recover, but he had to risk damaging the foundation, who would dare to do that?

Not to mention, it may not be possible.

"You need to concentrate on locking the sword, you can't do anything else, I won this battle." Xie Wuxing was hesitating to kill Dong Chongyang.

But thinking of the sudden loud noise in Xunyang Houfu, thinking that he didn't see the figure of the green robe, he gradually realized the problem, and his eyes became cold, although he had no dealings with the monk in the green robe, but it was Jiang Wang's person.

Xie Wuxing, who regards Jiang Wang as a lifelong confidant, should help Qingpao avenge it. And Dong Chongyang, who watched Xie Wuxing's expression change, also changed his expression greatly.

He had to fight back with the same unfettered Jedi. Otherwise, there will be no place to die! Xie Wuxing tried his best to push that sword.

Forcing Dong Chongyang to keep retreating. He restrained himself as he bound his sword. If you want to drive the flying knife, you have to be distracted, even if you are determined to do anything, you will inevitably still have concerns.

After all, Xie Wuxing's sword had already stabbed him, and even the speed at which he killed him could not be calculated, and he did not have the confidence to drive the flying knife to fight back against Xie Wuxing and guarantee that he would be alive.

even came up with the idea of waiting for Cai Tanggu to solve the problem of Rong Yulu and Mo Baipao. But the moment the sword moved, he knew that he had to make a desperate bet.

Therefore, with a roar, he tried to directly break Xie Wuxing's sword, and the knife that fell to the ground trembled and flew up, followed by a sword roar.

Qixia Street suddenly became extremely quiet at one point. Xie Wuxing was a little exhausted, but there was a very eye-catching smile on the corner of his mouth.

Dong Chongyang's sword was still a foot away from him, and his sword had pierced his heart. The ravages of the sword intent wrenched it even more.

So that Dong Chongyang no longer has the slightest idea to drive the flying knife. The body fell to the ground with a bang. Xie Wuxing also collapsed, panting for breath.

Cheng Yan, who stepped on the sword and levitated high in the air, smacked his lips and said, "Your apprentice still has something." The sword god still only glanced at it.

In Xunyang Houfu, Mo Baipao has lost his appearance. Containing the anger of the fall of the second brother, he seems to be exchanging his life for his life, and he is truly fearless, which also causes his injuries to worsen very quickly, and he repeatedly adds new injuries.

His vision became blurry, and his eyes were bloody. Looking at that picture, Uncle Tong once again recalled the scene of the bloody battle with Hou Ye.

At this moment, he is like a withered old man, about to die. Only Rongyu Deer can rely on his physique to support it. But he was distanced by Cai Tanggu, and he could only be beaten all the time, unable to fight back.

Soon he also fell to the ground from exhaustion. Cai Tanggu heard the sound of the sword in Qixia Street. It is as if witnessing the fall of Dong Chongyang.

He wasn't angry, but scared. It's too different from the plan. As if aware of the end result, his eyes grew red.

Lifting the sword and walking towards Uncle Tong. Zhou Zhutou wanted to intercept it, but he was only a second-realm martial artist, and he couldn't even resist Cai Tanggu's fierce eyes.

Cai Tanggu, who trampled Uncle Tong under his feet, suddenly became very calm.

"I didn't think it was like this, but it doesn't matter anymore, Tong Ji, you must be tired, I'll give you a ride." He slowly raised his sword.

There was a chill in the twilight. There was a knife falling from the sky. Tear the whole long night. Instantly penetrated Cai Tanggu, and the impact force blasted it away, and a deep pit was blown out on the ground.

The smoke that swept through the sky gradually dispersed, revealing Jiang Wang's extremely cold face.