"Kill!"

Li Meng is well versed in the truth of long nights and dreams, and since he has made up his mind, he will no longer be entangled, and with a wave of his hand, he will order his subordinates to kill him.

They are all carefully selected by the Sea Shark Gang, and as soon as the masked people around them attacked, they saw a stream of energy passing through the air, piercing through the void, and the violent energy was like a flood of the Yangtze River, and like a thunder in the Hanhai Sea, frantically impacting the disciples of the Emei faction in the center.

As soon as Dingzhen Shitai drew his sword out, the red-clothed old man on the opposite side had already taken the lead in locking her, and his body floated out, like a ball of fire, and he slammed Dingzhen Shitai with both palms.

Boom!

The crimson flames collided head-on with the sword qi of the Dingzhen Master, and only a burst of sneering sound was heard, and thick smoke was seen.

Dingzhen Shitai's sword qi twisted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a large hole was burned, and the flame palm passed through the big hole, continuing to attack Dingzhen Shitai.

With two swords, Dingzhen Shi danced the long sword too quickly, and when a spark flew, Dingzhen Master staggered back, and his old face turned white for a while.

"Burning Knife Hand, are you Sun Wen of the Rizong?" Dingzhen Shi screamed in surprise.

All masters with names and surnames on the rivers and lakes generally have their own housekeeping skills, which are difficult for outsiders to imitate.

Martial arts similar to the Flame Palm Technique are not common in the rivers and lakes, and it is even more rare to see a master who can use the Flame Palm Technique to such a realm.

Therefore, Master Dingzhen quickly thought of the identity of the old man in red, and also understood why the other party would make a move.

In the outer building of the West Lake Building before, Sun Jiantong, a disciple of the Japanese Sect who was killed, was the grandson of Sun Wen, the 'Burning Knife Hand'.

Many years ago, Sun Wen's son and daughter-in-law both died at the hands of the enemy, only Sun Jiantong had a baby grandson, and he was killed by the Emei faction with a chaotic sword.

But she didn't understand what Sun Wen meant, but yelled at Li Meng: "You eat things inside and outside, for your own selfishness, you ignore the kindness of your master, draw your sword and face each other, you will definitely not die well!" ”

In response to her, a powerful flaming palm scorched the void, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground, and the fallen leaves were burned again, so that wherever it passed, it was like a terrifying red fire dragon, sweeping the earth and being indestructible.

The internal force exuded by it has clearly reached the sixth level of extreme martial arts, and it is better than the Dingzhen Shitai in its heyday.

Dingzhen Shitai gritted his teeth, stepped on the ground, rushed out of the body almost parallel to the ground, stretched his hands forward, the long sword in front, with the rapid rotation, the sword light quickly drew a white Sensen's funnel sword qi in the air, and even the person with the sword shot forward.

It is the Emei faction's mastery, the lore style in the heaven and earth double kill ninety-nine eighty-one sword.

Rumble!

The flame palm was torn apart, and Dingzhen Shitai's sword momentum was slightly blocked, and he moved forward again.

The morale of many Emei sect disciples was greatly boosted, but when they saw Sun Wen smiling coldly, they also slaughtered forward, pushing their palms three times in a row, and the palm strength burst stronger and stronger each time.

The first palm crushed Dingzhen Shitai's funnel sword light, and the second palm followed, and with a bang, Dingzhen Shitai quickly flew upside down, and the long sword came out of his hand, as if it had been hit by a speeding locomotive.

However, the speed of the third palm was even faster, and it actually caught up with the Dingzhen Shitai who was knocked away, and once again slammed into the Dingzhen Shitai's chest without any pretenses.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of hot blood mist erupted, and the Dingzhen Master rolled to the ground in embarrassment, and he didn't get up for a long time.

"In your heyday, you weren't an old man's opponent, let alone a serious injury now. The old man's burning knife is three stacks of palms, it tastes good. ”

Sun Wen smiled happily, but he didn't have any merciless meaning, his body flashed, and he came to the side of Master Dingzhen and stepped on it.

The surrounding Emei sect disciples were too busy to take care of themselves, and they didn't have time to rescue them at all.

In fact, except for Fu Hao, who was among the dragons, who was like a dragon and fought in the crowd, the remaining Emei sect disciples were almost at a disadvantage.

Even if the cultivation is considerable, the disciples of these famous sects are not as decisive as the Jianghu men who lick the blood on the knife.

In less than a moment, one disciple after another of the Emei faction fell.

Li Meng and other three first-class masters went all out to besiege Fu Hao alone.

Fu Hao is worthy of being one of the most outstanding disciples of the Emei faction of this generation, his body is moving, the sword light is like a rainbow, and the moves are deadly, as if he has brought the essence of Emei swordsmanship to the extreme.

"Die!"

Seeing that his junior brothers and sisters were suffering heavy casualties, Fu Hao's eyes were red, and the figure flashed, flashing past one of the first-class masters, who widened his eyes and raised his head into the sky.

Fu Hao's sword momentum was endless, and a big loop was used, and the sword light shrouded the second first-class master of the Sea Shark Gang, and he screamed, resulting in the other party's life.

Li Meng didn't expect Fu Hao's martial arts to be so strong, and he lost two big arms carelessly, but he had to avoid his edge, lest he follow in the footsteps of the first two.

Fu Hao didn't pursue, looked at Zhou Dairu who was in danger, and saw the master Dingzhen Shitai who was trampled on and his face was covered with blood, and he was dying, gritted his teeth, and roared to kill Sun Wen.

"Old thief, stop!"

Sun Wen didn't look at it, and there was a flame divine palm in the back.

The blazing palm power instantly pierced the sword qi that Fu Hao had used with all his might, piercing it with a thousand holes. In the sneering voice, Fu Hao turned into a bloody man alive, and most of his clothes were burned, and he fell to the ground miserably.

Miserable.

It's miserable!

"Die!" Li Meng killed from the side, and used the Heaven and Earth Double Kill Ninety-Nine Eighty-One Sword, and the long sword angrily cut Fu Hao's waist and wanted to cut him in half.

"Senior brother!"

"No!"

Fu Hao is simple, respectful to his master, and extremely gentle to his younger brothers and sisters in the sect, and is very popular among his peers.

Such a generous personality and talented senior brother ended up unrecognizable, and now he has to be cut in half, how not to make people's hearts ache.

Even if it was Zhou Dairu, after avoiding a few long swords with difficulty, they all looked at the young man covered in blood.

A few days ago, the bitter love flower was stolen, and it was this senior brother who took the anger of Master Dingzhen with all his might, protected himself with all he could, and comforted her as a thief in a loud voice.

"Senior brother......" Zhou Dairu wet her eyes, and her heart ached slightly.

Clang!

There was a crunch.

Li Meng's sword was only an inch away from Fu Hao's waist, but it was hit by a stone flying from the other direction.

"Wonderful, really wonderful, your righteous path is not always bright, in my opinion, you are not bad at playing dog-eat-dog tricks." The group walked leisurely out of the forest.

The man who spoke was a young man in purple. Woman, with a fox-like playful smile on her face.

Half a step in front of her, there was a young man in Tsing Yi, with a cold face and a long sword hanging from his waist, looking at the tragic scene without expression.

Purple clothes less. The woman said to the young man in Tsing Yi: "Altar master, the stone you threw just now is still too light, and others may not have a long memory." ”

The young man in Tsing Yi slanted his eyes and was less purple. The woman glanced at it, and the latter was finally a little more honest and stopped talking.