Chapter 8: The Fierce War

At this time, Xu Wei stood up and said: "The Xueyi Sect disciple who caused the dispute was not killed by my Liyue Palace, but was actually done by a masked man, and I fought with him. ”

The white-faced scholar said: "Yes, can this person be captured?" ”

Xu Wei said: "I am about the same strength as him, let him escape." ”

The white-faced scholar said: "The joke is empty, and there is no physical evidence, I also said that it was made by your Liyue Palace." I've long seen that your Liyue Palace is not pleasing to the eye, and today I want to give you a good look. Brothers, on. ”

shouted for a while, and the two sides fought each other. Over there, Duan Wuregret and a few inner disciples played against the old woman, although the old woman was old, but the foundation under her feet was stable, and a crutch was a dancing tiger, and Duan Wuregret and other disciples knew that singles were not opponents, so they worked together to swim around, trapped the old woman, and waited for Mao Wuya to solve the big man and come back to fight.

And Mao Wuya has already fought fiercely with the big man at this moment. Mao Wuya flipped his left hand, held a talisman seal in his hand, and attacked the upper, middle and lower three places of the biao-shaped big man in three ways.

The big man held a mountain-opening axe and said, "Good boy." "Replacing guns with axes, dancing is airtight, and all of them are taken.

Then the first two volleys flew in the air and slashed towards Mao Wuya's face. Mao Wuya held the sword in his right hand, and with a sticky word, he stuck the tip of the sword on the blade of the axe, rotated it up and down, left and right, and unloaded the strength.

The left hand turned over again, and it was another talisman seal, and it would still go out.

The big man roared, and a strong qi erupted from his body, forming a protective barrier around him, and the talisman seal touched the barrier, making bursting sounds, and was all taken down.

The big man poured a giant axe with both hands, intending to chop down. Unexpectedly, Mao Wuya hid another talisman seal after a talisman seal, and flew in front of the biao-shaped man one after another.

With a "boom", the seal exploded. The smoke cleared, and the body of the big man was wrapped in a golden brilliance, undamaged.

"What a Hercules." Mao has no ends. "Again".

Looking at the scattered people here, they have already faced the white-faced scholar. Although this kind of battle is not as hand-to-hand as Mao Wuya's hand-to-hand combat, it is a competition of internal forces between the two sides, and the battle is more intense.

I saw the white-faced scholar leap up in the air, with a wave of the fan in his right hand, a tornado came out of thin air, directly hitting the floating people, and the surrounding branches and fallen leaves were swept up on the tornado and turned into powder, which shows the great power.

Looking at the floating people, the left hand is decided, and the right hand holds the sword and waves "go".

A sword qi flew away, slammed into the tornado, and pierced straight out, striking at the white-faced scholar.

The white-faced scholar said: "Good means", dodging sideways. With a wave of the folding fan with his backhand, another tornado swung out, and the last one came first, squeezing the floating man with the first tornado.

Wangfusanren held the sword in his right hand, turned the sword flower lightly, and the two gossip formations flew out, divided into left and right sides to squeeze the tornado, the two tornadoes gradually approached, and the clatter of each other's squeezing disappeared after a while.

The white-faced scholar said: "It's a good one to use strength." ”

Here Mao Wuya and the biao-shaped big man are fighting fiercely, and the mountain axe often needs to be separated to exert the greatest power, Mao Wuya sees this, and has been fighting with the biao-shaped big man in close combat, but he can't break the strong King Kong of the big man. The battle was at a stalemate.

And Dahan has been stumbling left and right, angry and yelling.

Mao Wuya saw the face of the big man, and suddenly had a plan, holding the sword in his right hand and slashing it at the handle of the mountain axe, and turning over a talisman seal in his left hand and sticking it to the belly muscles of the big man.

The big man's right hand was cut off, and his left hand hurriedly grabbed the talisman seal.

At this time, Mao Wuya loosened his sword with his right hand, and his two fingers went straight into the eyes of the big man, hitting the target.

The big man took a few steps back, and with an "ah" sound, he hurriedly covered his eyes with both hands.

Mao Wuya didn't want to make a feud with Xueyimen, but seeing that the big man had lost his combat effectiveness, he turned around and attacked the old woman.

Here, Wangfusanren caught the attack of the white-faced scholar tornado, jumped in the air, and his hands were lucky from the middle to both sides, and the sword kept spinning in the middle, and instantly conjured up six identical swords.

Wangfusanren pointed to his right hand and said "go" in his mouth. Seven flying swordfish burst out, five frontal attacks, and two flying swords went around the rear. When he boarded, the white-faced scholar was forced to lose his distance between the front and back. The white-faced scholar was shocked.

Xu Wei was fighting with the disciples of the Xueyi Sect, when he suddenly saw two flashes of light, and when he looked closely, the two daggers were flying towards the back of the floating man.

shouted, "Master, watch your back. ”

Wangfu Sanren was concentrating on controlling the flying sword to fight the white-faced scholar, and did not care about anything else. At this moment, after hearing Xu Wei's warning, he turned around and slapped the dagger away.

Seeing this opportunity, the white-faced scholar repelled the flying sword and shouted, "It's just right to come." Flew up and slapped the floating man.

Wangfu Sanren turned around and slapped out with his right palm, his palms facing each other.

I saw the floating man, fell backwards to the ground, and looked at a black spot in the palm of his right hand, which kept oozing black blood.

Wangfu Sandao: "White-faced scholar, you hurt people with secret arrows, and you also use poisonous needles." ”

The white-faced scholar said: "My white-faced scholar dares to act, it's not me who hurts people with secret arrows, but how can people who use folding fans not have poisonous needles, looking at floating people, I'm afraid I haven't walked around the rivers and lakes for a long time." With that, he casually threw a poisonous needle out.

Here, Xu Wei saw Yu Ruyi step forward to help the Wangfu people, and shouted: "Senior Brother Yu, take care of the master." ”

looked at Hua Ling'er beside him, and teamed up to attack the white-faced scholar.

The white-faced scholar smiled and said, "Stinky Daoist, today is your death." "I was about to slash it with one palm. Here, Xu Wei and Hua Ling'er's double swords have arrived, and the two of them used the Liangyi sword technique, constantly attacking the arms of the white-faced scholar so that they could not emit palm wind.

Although the two Yi swordsmanship is not very powerful, but the speed is extremely fast, the two have the same mind, cooperate tacitly, one person attacks its offensive moves, and the other person attacks and defends to save. Keep changing, so that they can't look at each other from beginning to end.

However, after all, Xu Wei and Hua Ling'er can't be compared with white-faced scholars in terms of internal strength. The white-faced scholar quickly stabilized, threw the fan, and leaned forward to hold the blades of the two of them with both hands, and raised his hands upward.

The two of them were lifted up with their swords. Xu was worried that his heart was not good, and he saw that the Qingfeng Sword was about to be taken off.

This is, the two people rushed out from below the white-faced scholar, jumped in the air, hugged the white-faced scholar's legs respectively, and pulled the three of them down, it was Fang Yuan and Hong Wei.

The five of them fell down at great speed, how strong the internal force of the white-faced scholar was, and the internal force went down.

Fang Yuan and Hong Wei knelt down as soon as their feet hit the ground, the floor sank into a big pit, their knees shattered and broken, and the color of pain reflected on their faces.

But the two of them clung to the white-faced scholar's legs. The white-faced scholar saw that his hands were occupied and his legs were restrained, and he shouted angrily. Throwing his hands upward, throwing Xu Wei and Hua Ling'er into the sky, his hands went down in the next row, directly above Fang Yuan and Hong Wei Tianling, both of them didn't hum, and they had already returned to the west sky.