The person who spoke was about the same height as Kong Zhaolin, with a square face and sword eyebrows, although his face was cold, but there was a trace of childishness that had not completely receded, and it could be seen from his sword bag that he was using a giant sword.

This person's name is called Jian Missing, he is a disciple of the Five Great Sects of the Blood Clothes Workshop, the Blood Clothes Workshop is inherited from the soldiers of the hundred families of the pre-Qin Dynasty, and is famous in the rivers and lakes for its sword formation, and the seven sons of the soldiers are the leaders of the contemporary Blood Clothes Sect, a few years ago, the seven sons of the soldiers strangled the 'evil bones' Wang Wu of the strength of the Upper Seven Realms with the strength of the Beidou Sword Array, and became famous in one fell swoop.

Kong Zhaolin and the others, seeing that Jian Que was so arrogant, did not speak, and retreated one after another.

"Brother Jian, don't keep your hands, be sure to stop my little brother from messing around, even if you hurt him, it's fine." Kong Zhaolin said teasingly.

Although Jian Que is proud, he is not reckless, Kong Zhaolin, the Mo family brothers, Shangguan Xue's strength, he knows in his heart that Xiao De can be at ease under the joint efforts of the four of them, and his strength is obviously not weak.

Jian Que mistakenly thought that several people were afraid of hurting Xiaode everywhere, so they couldn't attack for a long time.

The soldiers pay attention to stopping the war with war, so they nourish the war with war, and the disciples of the Bloody Clothes Sect are all growing up in non-stop actual combat, and it is common for them to be injured when they fight against each other.

Jian Que pulled out the greatsword from the sword pouch.

"Zhanlu"

Kong Zhaolin and the others couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

The famous sword Zhanlu, the tenth of the top ten famous swords of the pre-Qin Dynasty, is also the treasure of the blood clothes workshop.

Unlike other sects, the Bloody Clothes Workshop did not use the pre-Qin famous sword as a treasure collection or as a token of the master's house, but regarded it as a reward and gave it to young disciples.

Every three months, there will be a trial between young disciples, and the strongest of the trials will hold the famous sword "Zhanlu" of the pre-Qin Dynasty.

Previously, the Zhan Lu sword had been in the hands of Li Muchen, the ninth of the top ten rookies, and now that this sword lacks Zhan Lu, doesn't it mean that his strength has surpassed Li Muchen.

"Senior Brother Mu Chen, I have gone to the Sword Forging Villa to seek my own sword." Seeing that everyone was puzzled, Jian Que said lightly.

Hearing this, everyone was even more shocked in their hearts, abandoning the famous sword instead of using it, which shows that Li Muchen's realm has reached a higher level.

Just when everyone sighed, the sword was missing, and the hundreds of catties of Zhan Lu sword were as dexterous as willow branches in his hands, lifting, stabbing, picking, swinging, and the common moves of the light sword were used by the sword and Zhan Lu to the fullest.

But Xiao De's psychedelic footwork after getting drunk always dodged Jian Que's attack just right.

Jian Que saw that his moves were deftly avoided by Xiao De, he was furious in his heart, and at the same time he did it with all his strength, and the giant sword in both hands slashed towards Xiao De, feeling a strong fighting spirit emanating from Jian Que's body, Shangguan Xue couldn't help but be a little worried about Xiao De, and subconsciously looked at Kong Zhaolin, but saw that Kong Zhaolin looked calm and not worried.

In the next moment, an unbelievable scene happened, Xiao De actually used both hands to make a "blank hand".

Not to mention the full strength of the sword in the Middle Six Realms, just with the strength of the sword qi of the Zhan Lu Sword, which ranked tenth among the top ten famous swords of the Pre-Qin Dynasty, it was not something that ordinary people dared to take with both hands.

"Broken"

Xiao De shouted, secretly using internal force, trying to shock Zhan Lu.

Unable to withstand the tremendous strength coming from the sword body, Jian Que was forced to abandon the sword and retreat backwards to unload Xiao De's true qi.

Kong Zhaolin saw that the sword was lacking and decisively abandoned the sword, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, if the sword was weak and Xiao Deqiang fought for internal strength, then he would definitely suffer a big loss.

"Hey, it's a good sword."

Xiao De saw that he couldn't shatter Zhan Lu, and after sighing, he threw the sword back to Jian Que, who barely managed to dissolve Xiao De's true qi, and saw Zhan Lu flying, so he didn't dare to pick it up easily, so he held the momentum of Yin and Yang Taiji with both hands.

After receiving the sword, he took five steps back in a row to stabilize his figure.

"Brother Sword can start the battle?" Kong Zhaolin saw that Jian Que had suffered a big loss, and said with a sneer.

"Array." Jian Que snorted coldly and said to the other six.

I saw seven people stepping on the Big Dipper Palace to surround Xiao De.

"The Beidou Sword Formation, interesting, the birth gate is in Yuheng."

Xiao De not only called out the name of the sword formation of the seven sons of the soldiers, but also saw the location of the eyes of the formation at a glance, and the seven sons of the soldiers were shocked when they heard this, and their momentum suddenly decreased sharply, and the power of the sword formation was greatly reduced.

At this moment, the sound of orchestral chorus sounded, and the seven sons of the frightened soldiers heard the graceful music, and couldn't help but lift the morale of the whole family, the sword formation changed again, and the birth gate flew around, temporarily suppressing Xiaode.

It turned out that the farmer Wujiao also joined the war group.

Under the blessing of the "Qin King Breaking Array Dance" in the first district of the farmer's Wujiao, Kong Zhaolin and others became stronger and stronger, and the more they fought, the more courageous they became. Xiao De's ears were full of sad and complaining voices, and his momentum became weaker and weaker, and he was gradually at a disadvantage.

But the footwork of his feet is more and more psychedelic, and he can always cleverly dodge close-quarters moves.

So the seven sons of the soldier and the five Jiao of the peasant family trapped the enemy with the formation and music, Kong Zhaolin, Shangguan Xue, and Mo Gua, the main attack in the formation, and the ink chess sacrificed wings and crossbows, waiting for the opportunity to move outside the formation.

In this way, the two sides took more than 100 moves, although Xiaode has been passive, but there is no sign of defeat.

"I'm annoyed."

Xiao De was in a state of turmoil under the interference of the music, and couldn't help but roar, flying into the air, stagnating.

"Martial Dao Upper Realm."

Everyone was surprised when they saw this.

"That's right, I've already stepped into the Upper Eight Realms with half a foot." Kong Zhaolin explained.

Suddenly, everyone's momentum weakened, Xiao De seized the opportunity, and his whole body burst out to deter everyone, and then the internal force gathered in his fists and attacked the ground violently, and the powerful internal force gushed out from the middle punch hole, forming a powerful cyclone to attack everyone on the stage.

The momentum of the siege, broken.

Everyone was shocked by Xiao De's internal force and retreated, and at the same time, Xiao De's true qi in the air was exhausted and fell down.

At this moment, the aerial ink chess seized the opportunity, and the winged crossbow shot towards Xiaode's acupoint in his hand.

Xiao De, who was exhausted, was falling downward, and suddenly heard the sound of breaking the wind, knowing that the hidden weapon was coming, he unexpectedly spun in the air, borrowing the power of centrifugation, leading the iron pill to other places.

Coincidentally, Shangguan Xue, who had the weakest skill among the people, ran out of true qi, and was temporarily unable to move after being shocked back by Xiao De, and the iron pill that was led to him by Xiao De happened to fly towards Shangguan Xue's face door.

Everyone shouted that it was not good, this iron pill was so powerful, if it hit, Shangguan Xue would definitely die, but everyone couldn't make a move in their anger.

At this moment, a jade fan flew in, blocking the two iron pills. It turned out that Kong Zhaolin saw that Shangguan Xue was in danger, regardless of his own condition, he forcibly lifted his true qi and sent out the flying fan, but his internal strength was insufficient and he couldn't block all three iron pills.

I saw that the iron pill flew towards Shangguan Xue's front door, and no one could stop it.

When Shangguan Xue saw this scene, she couldn't help but feel a trace of sadness in her heart.

She saved people from elementary school doctors, and she hated people in the rivers and lakes the most, and hated fighting and killing.

But she was born in the rivers and lakes, and as a doctor, she couldn't bear to have someone die in front of her.

In the midst of this contradiction, every time she treats and saves people, her face is always like frost.

It's not coldness, it's a cover-up, a cover-up of the pain in my heart, the pain of not being hurt by others.

Is that all?

Shangguan Xue sighed secretly, subconsciously glanced at Kong Zhaolin, thinking of the picture when he healed him back then, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

At this critical moment, a white figure blocked in front of Shangguan Xue.

"Xiaode, don't stop yet."