Inside the cabin, a faint vibration resonated suddenly.

The four sword lights that attacked the four of them seemed to be controlled by invisible flat silk threads, constantly rotating and accelerating, as if forming a whirlpool with a radius of four or five zhang.

In the middle of the whirlpool is a hollow eye with huge suction. Zhao Qing stood in it, stretched out his hand and clicked, and effortlessly maintained this circle of rotating sword light, and it became more and more fast, and became denser and denser.

If the original sword light was a light veil, now it is an extremely fine rain curtain, splashing towards Jin Jiuling and the others like mercury, and there is no gap.

What's even more surprising is that Sharman stayed within the scope of the sword curtain and was not affected in the slightest. Although her position was already in the marginal area, the ability to accurately control the high-speed sword qi to bypass her was indeed beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

He Zhizhang's Seven Killers in Drunkenness kept repeating, one style was more embarrassed than the other, and he completely lost the poetry of "Eight Immortals in Drinking".

Even halfway through the change of moves, he had to change to a more powerful big mudra, and bent his elbow to slap it behind his back to resist the Sen Han sword qi attacking from behind.

The mustache's bone-turning palms frequently collided with the fierce sword qi in the air, and a pair of big hands with sharp bones were covered with extremely slight blood marks.

The white-haired old man's finger knife was originally crystal clear, and the white light flickered, like a sharp blade of ten treasure knives. At this moment, under the continuous blows of the sword qi, it had lost its brilliance, leaving behind depressions and gaps.

The thinnest and thinnest finger nails were almost cut in two, forcing him to withdraw his little finger into his palm, thus giving up the corresponding moves between his fingers.

The only thing that still has the power to support is the Jin Jiuling who has urged the big iron cone method to the fullest.

After a period of dexterity and dexterity, his moves suddenly changed dramatically, becoming fierce and powerful.

The sound of the wind in the air resounded throughout the ship, and wherever the wind passed, the wood was reduced to splinters and the floor gradually collapsed.

Under the raging wind, the ten flag guards were powerless to approach, and could only withstand a few sword qi on the edge, and after being stabbed in the wrists and ankles, they lay down against the bulkhead.

Although there were a full fourteen people who attacked Zhao Qing at the same time, which was enough to form two big circles, in fact, it was not her who was surrounded at all, but the other fourteen people.

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Except for the ten flag guards who had lost their ability to fight, the four masters were oppressed by the sword qi in all directions, as well as the suction formed by the hollow in the center of the sword curtain, and gradually couldn't help but approach Zhao Qing.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound in the sword curtain.

Zhao Qing jumped into the air, his robe hunted and moved, and the sword finger in his hand slashed heavily, causing a huge air tearing sound, like a dragon's groan.

But I saw a beam of white light rushing up to the sky, rushing straight for several feet, and suddenly split into four, turning into four dazzling rainbows, carrying an ethereal and quiet aura, each attacking towards the target diagonally below.

This is actually a variant of "Flying Immortals Outside the Sky" that only takes the artistic conception, and a sword runs through the four rainbows, but it makes up for the limitation that it can only be aimed at one direction.

Seeing four rare masters gathered together, Zhao Qing couldn't help but move the mind of trying out the moves, and successively displayed a variety of newly integrated swordsmanship, looking for inspiration.

Faced with the flying immortal blow that enveloped the four people, Jin Jiuling, He Zhizhang and the others invariably used the most tenacious moves, trying to resist this sharp sword technique.

The sword light flickered, the figures flew, and the starlight and moonlight that fell from the hole in the cabin roof seemed to be fluttering and flickering by the surging sword light and palm wind, almost turning into a ghost fire that flickered and flickered.

He Zhizhang and Jin Jiuling rushed together, back to back, and made all their efforts to resist. I saw two sword lights cut each other like green dragons, piercing their chests and abdomen.

Suddenly, He Zhizhang's body contracted into a ball, and his hands actually put on Jin Jiuling's shoulders, and he tried his best to input the thick internal force.

Jin Jiuling fell backwards, made an iron plate bridge, and placed a large iron cone five feet long across his chest, and finally led the two sword qi together at the moment when he couldn't help it, and barely blocked it.

It's hard to imagine that the two who were ready to fight not long ago have such a tacit cooperation.

The situation faced by the mustachioed and white-haired old man is much more difficult. Two lightning bolts of sword light exploded in front of their chests without hindrance, instantly hitting them hard.

At present, it seems that He Shangshu, who has mastered two lost stunts, should be a little higher than them in terms of martial arts.

"Why are you so aggressive? We invisibles ask ourselves if we haven't done anything offensive to you before. If you are here for Jin Jiuling, no matter what you do with him, we will never interfere again. ”

The white-haired old man barely blocked his chest with his right hand just now, and now his right arm was twisted by shock, and he looked frightened and said loudly to Zhao Qing.

The four remaining nails of his right hand were broken at the root, and his man staggered all the way, retreating five or six steps diagonally before he could barely stand and almost fall!

Could it be that the old and new members of this invisible organization actually split themselves and fought among themselves in the face of a strong enemy?

Jin Jiuling glanced at the big iron cone in his hand, which was already a little deformed, and glared at the white-haired old man and scolded, "You old thief......"

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly heard a "cluck" sound, and a large crack opened in the floor.

Then there was a "gurgle", and another crack opened, The five-foot square cabin floor was torn apart in a blink of an eye, and the pieces larger than the table top fell one by one, and before they fell to the floor of the next floor, they turned into sawdust and wood wool in mid-air, fluttering and scattering!

The cabin below was elegantly and gorgeously furnished, and on the wooden frame at the head of the bed, a whip hung on it, which seemed to be Gong Jiu's bedroom.

At the same time, the figures of Jin Jiuling, He Zhizhang and the others quickly retreated, easily smashed through the bulkhead behind them, and went out.

It turned out that the four masters faintly reached a tacit understanding, and secretly shook the entire floor with their strength in the fight, and decided to flee in all directions when the floor fell and Zhao Qing was in the middle and had no way to borrow.

However, they used the wrong target in their stratagem.

At the moment when Zhao Qing's figure fell, she stabbed out another sword as fast as lightning, and the sword light was as brilliant as the stars and rain galaxy.

The energy soaked in cold light swirled around her, and the sword light that trembled like a spirit snake suddenly stopped. A strange wave spread, and in an instant, it invaded the four of them.

The surroundings of the cabin, and indeed the entire ship, suddenly became dead and silent as a grave.

Whether it was the white-haired old man who was the oldest and had the deepest skills, or Jin Jiuling, who had refined Shaolin's internal strength and had the purest internal strength, their own internal strength seemed to have lost the control of their mental power, and they fell silent in an instant.

The internal force that stimulated the circulation of qi and blood suddenly "disappeared", and in an instant, the beating of their hearts seemed to have stopped. Under the condensation of qi and blood, his hands and feet naturally became stiff, and they stood still, unable to move.

If it weren't for the four of them, who hadn't yet enlarged and spread, there would definitely be people who were suspicious and thought that they had become four dead zombies.

It was an indescribable solidification and stillness.