Luo Hu, Xiao Yun, and Lei Long, after the three of them walked out of the four zhang, an explosion finally sounded behind them. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Xiao Yun looked back, and saw that the boulder that Han Jin was leaning on had been photographed into stone powder, and the dust fluttering in the wind made the situation there indistinct.

His eyes couldn't see clearly, but Xiao Yun still swept it with his soul power.

Retracting his soul power, he glanced at Luo Hu suspiciously, but he couldn't help but speak.

"At such a close distance, with Leng Yue's palm, then Han Jin is estimated to be with heaven and earth now. Grabbing a handful of smoke and dust, the thunder dragon took advantage of the situation and scattered it again, Xiao Yun understood what he meant, he wanted to say that Han Jin was already gone.

But is that really the case? Xiao Yun glanced at Luo Hu suspiciously again.

Leng Yue Luo Hu didn't look back after turning around, it seemed that he had full confidence in his palm. Even with an extremely indifferent glance, he didn't look back, presumably he felt that the act of turning back was superfluous.

"Bai Feng, can you kid handle it? No, the fat master will help you?" After solving the five people and cooking Han Jin, Xiao Yun and the three of them came to Bai Feng's battle circle. Here, Bai Feng and the short and rough man still couldn't hold each other, and Lei Long only glanced at it twice, and then urged.

", you can do it, I'll give it to you. Hearing the sound of Lei Long's ridicule, Bai Feng scolded with a smile while blocking the other party's fist through the chest with a knife.

The knuckle tiger struck the blade of the lancet, making a loud sound of gold and iron handing.

When Bai Feng and Lei Long scolded each other, the short and rough man panicked. Seeing Luo Hu and his party coming, he had already predicted the outcome of his other six companions. Although they have long been accustomed to death, and even often make the determination to die, when death really comes to them, few people can be truly calm.

Scar Man is one of them.

Even Bu Fan is blind to death, which shows that he doesn't want to die in his heart.

"Don't play, someone's coming. ”

At this time, Luo Hu was also covered in blood, but he was still full of anger when he spoke. The bright red blood set off his cold face even more coldly. In particular, the bloody hole in his left arm that was deep and visible was extremely hideous.

Such a Luo Hu, even Bai Feng, couldn't help but shudder after taking a look.

"Okay. Seeing Luo Hu's serious expression, Bai Feng responded.

"Ahh

The short and rough man who was already desperate in his heart, this was a loud roar, as if he was emboldening himself. Even the combined forces of the six people whose strength was above him failed to take down Luo Hu, how could he, a cultivator with a double vein realm, escape from Luo Hu's hands?

He was utterly hopeless.

But desperate people tend to do crazy things.

Like the short and rough men now.

Maybe it was because of the fear of death, or because of the memory of his companions, with a roar, his momentum actually rose to another level, faintly having the taste of the triple realm of the vein.

In a few days, maybe he will be able to open the third vein.

The short and thick man roared again, swung out his fists, and went straight to Bai Feng on a rampage.

Death has to pull a cushion, this is Xiao Yun's intention from his teeth and claws.

"Be careful!"

Xiao Yun exclaimed, but then he realized that his reminder was completely superfluous.

For the rampage of the short and thick man, Bai Feng hooked the corners of his mouth, smiled contemptuously, and then leaned slightly sideways, and easily dodged.

"You're messed up. ”

The short and rough man's attack was already out of order, and Bai Feng could see it at a glance. Let's just say that with this hard blow just now, Bai Feng was able to reveal three flaws.

With Luo Hu watching the battle, the short and rough man has no momentum, but it is difficult to give full play to his strength.

"Well, I'll send you to be reunited with your companion. Luo Hu reminded that someone was coming, and Bai Feng didn't plan to continue to consume it.

With a twist of his willow leaf long knife, his arm was raised, and the blade swept up from the bottom up.

The blade swirled, making a mark on the ground.

"Wind Slash!"

Reporting the name of the pulse technique, Bai Feng's long knife slashed out, and suddenly saw a gas-like big knife piercing through the space. Between breaths, he was behind the short and stubby man.

And after the gas-like broadsword, there were two whirlwinds more than one zhang high. The whirlwind was like a tornado, blowing up all the fallen leaves, sand and gravels on the ground, and for a while, the white maple that came out of the knife was buried in the billowing dust.

As if sensing the sharpness behind him, the short and thick man turned sharply, but did not change his color in the face of the gas-like broadsword. With another shout, he formed his hands into fists and slammed into the gas-like broadsword.

The pair of knuckle tigers in his hands also exuded a slight light at this time, probably exerting the greatest power of the spirit weapon.

Click.

The gas-shaped broadsword is extremely direct and crisp with the impact of the finger tiger.

And at the moment when this crack sounded, Xiao Yun saw a vague shadow emerge from between the two high-pitched whirlwinds.

It was Bai Feng's figure, although that shadow only appeared for a moment, Xiao Yun was sure that it was Bai Feng!

A set of gas-like broadswords that split the short and rough man's finger tiger directly penetrated the short and rough man's body. The short and stubby man shuddered, his raised hands slowly lowered, and the severed fingers fell to the ground one by one.

Pointing out that the tiger has been destroyed, where is the owner?

Call!

Two whirlwinds blew immediately after, sending the dwarf man into the air.

The man was in the air, his feet did not touch the ground, and the short and stubby man suddenly lost his balance.

At this moment, Bai Feng's figure carrying a knife flashed in the whirlwind again.

The gas-like broadsword disappeared, and a whirlwind blew. The sand, gravel and gravel that were swept up by the whirlwind were all gradually falling back due to gravity at this moment, and only the body of the short and rough man was like being suspended in the air, unable to fall.

No, in addition to the short and rough man, there is also the white maple.

Bai Feng did not fall to the ground either.

The sand and stone fell to the ground, and the two figures were particularly clearly presented in front of everyone.

With a bang, Bai Feng was gone.

No, it's not gone.

But...... It's more!

In the air just now, there were three or four more phantoms of white maple. Some of these "white maples" are under the body of the short and stubby man, some are in the front, some are in the back, some are on the left, and some are on the right.

In short, Bai Feng's phantom surrounded the short and rough man in the air.

Sou.

The apparition at the bottom moved.

I saw him pick up the long knife and wave it at the short and rough man, and a white mark appeared in the air. But the long knife didn't hurt the short man, and the white mark only stopped in the air and didn't hurt anyone.

Whoosh.

One phantom after another moved, and each phantom movement would carve a white mark in the air.

Eventually, all the apparitions were gone, leaving only a shadow to fall from the sky. The shadow flicked his wrist, the knife sheathed, and he patted his robe, as if to dust it off.

This figure is none other than Bai Feng.

Seeing Bai Feng fall safely, Xiao Yun hurriedly shifted his gaze to the short and rough man hanging in the air. I saw that the short and rough man seemed to be hung in the air by a strange force, and his body was wrapped in six or seven white marks, which seemed to be very messy at first glance, but there were rules to follow when you looked closely.

Every two white marks were connected to each other, and six or seven white knife marks were actually woven into a closed six-pointed star pattern in the air. And the short and stubby man is in the center of the six-pointed star pattern.

The wind slashes people, and the six mangs ask for their lives.

Bai Feng had already put away his knife, smiled slightly, and walked towards Luo Hu without looking back.

Just like Luo Hu before, he even looked back and felt that it would be redundant.

Ahh

The sound of the blade cutting through the flesh came, and Xiao Yun followed the prestige, only to see the six-pointed star wrapped around the short and thick man changing rapidly. Each of its white marks was now disconnected and no longer connected to each other, and the two white marks, which had been opposite each other, both slid towards each other.

In this way, the short and rough man in the center of the six-pointed star was passed through the body by six knife marks one after another. Every time the scar penetrated his body, he felt as if he had been stabbed, and his body shook violently, and he let out a scream.

Six knives, all penetrated.

After six swords, the short and sturdy man was silent.

Xiao Yun's soul power sensed that his breathing had stopped.

There was a bang.

The corpse of the dwarf man fell back to the ground with a dull thud.

Xiao Yun's gaze moved down with the fall of the corpse, and he happened to see Bai Feng's somewhat cold face. And Bai Feng, who was holding a long knife in his arms, looked at Lei Long provocatively, and walked over step by step, as if to say: "Accept it or not, don't accept it." ”

After solving the short and rough man, Luo Hu turned around and walked down the mountain first.

It seems that he has no intention of disposing of these six corpses.

Xiao Yun and the three of you, look at me, I look at you, and they all follow.

"How is it? I was handsome just now, right?" Walking on Xiao Yun's left hand side, Bai Feng smiled and asked.

Xiao Yun didn't answer yet, but the thunder dragon on the right preemptively said: "Decline!

"Fatty, you're looking for a fight!"

"I said you're handsome, aren't you?"

“......”

Listening to Lei Long and Bai Feng's mutual squeeze, Xiao Yun smiled slightly, he was gradually used to such a situation. In fact, the so-called four families of Xia Yu, the so-called Liao Bai Ninglei, they are just human beings, they also have their own joys and friendships.

They, in the end, are no different.

Recalling Bai Feng's question just now, Xiao Yun thought about it, if he really wanted to answer this question, Xiao Yun seemed to only be able to think of one word, and that was chic.

That's right, Bai Feng's tricks are the same as others, Xiao Yun will only use the word chic to describe them.

Thinking of Bai Feng's chic turn around posture after making a move, Xiao Yun remembered Liao Yu's jade flute for no reason. These two are both young men from the Xia Yu family, one fights with a jade flute and fights poetically, and the other uses a long knife to fight the enemy and dances chicly.

Each has its own characteristics.

......

......

Not long after Luo Hu and his party left, many cultivators rushed here one after another.

Among these people, some came to investigate on the orders of Murong Bo, and some came to investigate on the orders of the envoys of the major states. But when they arrived, they saw only six cold corpses, lying in a mess of rubble.

They examined it carefully, and every corpse was so broken that it could no longer die.

On the faces of the six corpses, some were afraid, some were unwilling, some were peaceful, and some were remorseful......

Although there were six corpses, none of the people who came here could see what kind of trick they had died. They could only rely on the traces of the fight on the scene to conclude that the six people who killed them must be cultivators with extraordinary strength.

Wait, are there only six corpses?

The visitor carefully searched the surrounding bushes and reconfirmed that there were indeed only six dead people.