As soon as the four girls of the Eight Sons of Yin and Yang rushed in front of Meng Mulie, they saw a figure flying back upside down, it was the White Star Dragon who was in front of them.

Meng Mulie just raised his hand and slapped the White Star Dragon back, and this was still the state that had been enhanced by Luo Wei's potential and battle intent.

"Be careful!"

Jian Liuyun was still watching Bai Xinglong distracted, and he heard the reminder of the spear. Looking back, Meng Mulie's fist was already in front of her.

An iron hook stretched out from behind, like a ghost asking for his life, hooked Jian Liuyun's neck, and pulled hard.

The force was used just right, and Jian Liuyun's neck was only broken with a layer of skin, but it had been dragged back by the Hook Soul.

"What's going on?"

Dao Henghai turned around and asked the four of them.

The faces of the four of them were solemn, the plucking in their hands did not stop, and a layer of fine sweat had already appeared on the forehead of Jiao Luoying, who had the lightest skills.

"Don't blame them, it's because he's too strong!" The spear led Jiao to dance the iron spear, and a shot smashed down from top to bottom, knocking into Meng Mulie's head.

Meng Mulie didn't move quickly, but he had time to reach out to block it, and the iron gun hit his arm, and he didn't even frown.

"I heard from the sergeant who fled back that Huyanlan was killed by eight men, including those who made spears, swords, hooks, and harps... But you? Meng Mulie asked.

"What about us?" Among the eight people, only Gun Yinjiao was the most imposing at this time, standing in front of Meng Mulie, but he was not inferior to him at all. Hold the barrel of the gun with both hands and press it down hard.

Just press down on the arm that is blocking his head, and it will be smashed into a thorn! The gun leads Jiao and does not miss any opportunity.

"The one who used the gun was the main stab, but you smashed it, little girl, what bad thoughts are you hiding?" Meng Mulie looked at the spear in front of her and directly broke her thoughts.

"I'll help you!" The big knife force across the sea slashed down, quite a momentum of splitting mountains and breaking the sea.

The barrel of the iron spear was added with a large sword across the sea, and a huge force struck, but Meng Mulie still did not move.

"Come back!" Two iron hooks stretched out and hooked them around their waists, pulling them back.

"It's so strong..."The confrontation between Gun Yinjiao and Meng Mulie lasted the longest, but it was just a smashing gun, and at this time he was already slightly panting.

Jian Liuyun raised his collar and covered the shallow wound that was shed by the soul of Hook Du: "Don't be reckless, he's not simple." We've teamed up! ”

The other three women had no objections, and in this short fight, they did feel Meng Mulie's strength.

The four women looked at each other, and the long-term tacit understanding made them quickly understand their respective actions just from each other's eyes.

"Wait... Wait a minute..."Bai Xinglong stopped everyone with a loud voice, and at this time he was very embarrassed.

was slapped in the chest by Meng Mulie, as if his strength was disordered, how Luo Wei beat the drum of help, his heart no longer had that indomitable momentum.

"He's not something we can deal with... Let's go now! If... If he's not interested in us... Maybe a few will survive. Bai Xinglong dissuaded.

Jian Liuyun looked at Bai Xinglong and frowned, "Your sword heart was shattered by him?" ”

The heart of the sword is the belief in the heart of the swordsman to fight with the world. If you are afraid of defeat, you will not slack off. As long as there is a sword heart, you can improve.

Even if you only make a little bit of progress every day, it can accumulate into a sea.

But looking at Bai Xinglong's current appearance, his eyes were full of jealousy and fear, afraid that it was because of the slap just now, in other words, he was afraid of being beaten.

"Let's go first..."Bai Xinglong was noncommittal, still persuading.

"Can't go! If you go today, it will be difficult for the martial arts to take a step forward in the future, and you can only stop here! The momentum of the gun was terrifying, and he shouted loudly.

Bai Xinglong looked at the sword in his hand, a little stunned.

Meng Mulie first punched Yi Xiaodao to death, and then consumed the second master Hua Wufeng to death. Just when I got closer, I could clearly feel that the other party was already merciful, but...

I wasn't even an enemy, and I couldn't even catch the other party's slap...

"Let's go..."Jian Liuyun said to Bai Xinglong: "Taiyi Peak is covered with snow all year round, and I'm afraid that these Beiyi barbarians don't want to go to that cold place." The corpse of the second master has been sent back, and it is not bad for you to go back to the mountain gate to guard the second master. ”

"Sword Liuyun!" The gun was puzzled and drank her in time.

"The head of Taiyi has already died in Guicheng, and Taiyi can be regarded as doing his best. You go back to the mountain gate and take command of the remaining seven sword masters, it may not be too glorious. Jian Liuyun ignored the spear and continued.

Dao Henghai and Hook Du Soul didn't speak on the side, the two of them were more intelligent, and they had already seen that this was Jian Liuyun deliberately stimulating Bai Xinglong.

Meng Mulie walked over slowly, really walking slowly, and it could be seen that the four people of Zhengda Guangming not far away still had a certain effect on his suppression.

"Let's go!" Jian Liuyun broke off with a shout, woke up the other three women, jumped first, and rushed towards Meng Mulie again.

A sword seals the throat!

Meng Mulie stretched out two fingers and grabbed Jian Liuyun's long sword, but his eyes glanced to the other side.

A big sword slashed at the waist, and the speed of the sword across the sea was also fast, following the sword flowing clouds.

"I originally thought that you are women, and it is not easy to practice martial arts..."

A spear from the bottom up, about to pierce Meng Mulie's jaw, straight through the Heavenly Spirit Gai: "You have too many words!" ”

"If you can return to Beiyi with me and apologize for guarding Huyanlan's tomb for ten years, I won't be able to let you go."

As he spoke, Meng Mulie raised his foot to hold the iron spear, and with a slight flick to the right, the iron spear and the broadsword slammed together.

With one foot, the attack of the two masters was wiped out...

His hand was not idle, he raised a hand, aimed it at Jian Liuyun and swung it over.

"Hook the soul!"

Jian Liuyun didn't dare to resist, and hurriedly called for the Hook Soul.

A pair of small feet stepped on Meng Mulie's shoulders, and the Hook Soul stretched out an iron hook and slashed towards Meng Mulie's two fingers.

The long sword that Meng Mulie held between his fingers was handed upward, flicking the iron hook away, and the blade of the sword went straight towards the lower body of the hook soul.

Hook Du Soul hurriedly dodged, leaving Jian Liuyun alone, who was held by Meng Mulie and couldn't move.

The two of them, Gun Yinjiao and Dao Henghai, took the hook and crossed the soul, but the three of them did not dare to step forward, for fear that Meng Mulie would be unfavorable to Jian Liuyun.

Although Jian Liuyun was held, the stubbornness in his eyes did not diminish at all, and he stared at Meng Mulie directly, not admitting defeat.

"Like... It's so similar..."Meng Mulie looked at Jian Liuyun and looked a little distracted.

At this moment, he seemed to see the appearance of Meng Qianya on Jian Liuyun's body. The young Meng Qianya was also like this when she first learned martial arts, with a face that refused to admit defeat, no matter who she was, she dared to go up and make two moves.

I also took Meng Qianya like this back then, and the little girl was not convinced...

"Qianya..."Meng Mulie muttered: "If you want to go to the Central Plains, Dad will be able to take the entire Central Plains immediately, and you can play wherever you want..."

"Let go of me! Crocodile tears! Jian Liuyun said as he struggled.

Meng Mulie turned a deaf ear to Jian Liuyun's words, and there seemed to be sadness on his face: "Qianya, it's my father who is timid... There are many masters in the Central Plains, and my father is afraid that something will happen to you... Dad has been waiting until now, and he is afraid that something will happen to Beiyi..."

Meng Mulie was still chattering.

Not far behind him, Jiao Luoying couldn't hold on anymore: "Zhu Lao..."

"Don't let up! Now is the moment of truth! ”

Zhu Sangqiu must move, finger the strings are plucked, in the sound of the piano, there seems to be a waterfall out of the cliff, a thousand miles of potential.

Zhu Sanqiu is desperate.

"Good!" Jiao Luoying gritted his teeth and shouted.

The golden cymbals are clanging, the gold and iron are intertwined, as if there are thousands of troops and horses, rushing to help in the battle, just for a victory.

Yao Qingmiao's feet were lightly touched, and the whole person slowly swayed up, the sound of the flute was melodious, and there was silence in all directions.

Luo Wei's voice was the most terrifying, his eyes were wide open, his eyes seemed to be about to burst out, and the rumbling drum resounded through the heavens and the earth. The birds and beasts in the vicinity became a little uneasy and began to fight with each other.

Meng Mulie was affected by the four people, and he was a little shocked for a while, and as soon as his hand was loosened, Jian Liuyun was able to draw his sword and get out.

"I... Scold... In vain as the great disciple of Taiyi Peak... Hahahaha, I have lived in the mountains for a long time, and when I met Meng Qianya, I was defeated... When I met Meng Mulie, I was afraid... I'm a big disciple of Taiyi..."

Bai Xinglong also changed, at this time he seemed to be in a demon, a person holding a sword between "wind and rain" and "righteousness and light" muttering something, his body was shaking.

"If you are poor, you will think about change... If you are poor, you will think about change... The second master has spent his whole life thinking about the changes in martial arts, but I am conformist... What about dying? ”

"What's wrong with him?" Spear Jiao noticed the strangeness of the White Star Dragon.

Jian Liuyun glanced back, and his heart moved: "Get out of the way..."

The four of them avoided left and right.

"If you can't boost your reputation, if you can't take revenge on your teacher, if you can't step into the pinnacle of martial arts..."

The white star dragon raised its head suddenly, and a fine light shot out of its eyes, and its loose hair was windless, as if a god had descended into the world.

"Why die!!"

Meng Mulie relieved himself in his memories, and looked at Bai Xinglong with some surprise: "It turns out... The masters of the Central Plains are like this... That's why it's endless..."

Once enlightened, the fish jumped into the dragon gate.

Bai Xinglong walked towards Meng Mulie, step by step, walking extremely steadily.

Meng Mulie frowned, he actually saw a trace of oppression in a young man in his twenties, but fortunately, there was only a trace.

In the air, seven people descended from the sky and landed around the White Star Dragon: "Taiyi Sword Master, welcome the master." ”

Bai Xinglong didn't look at any of the seven, as if all this was expected by him.

Raise the sword and point at Meng Mulie: "Slash!" ”

The seven of them stood up and drew their swords and looked at Meng Mulie.

In the blink of an eye, the seven Taiyi Sword Masters surrounded Meng Mulie in the middle.

"Yi Jian Array! Open! ”

Seeing that reinforcements had arrived, Gun Yinjiao and the others were in high spirits: "Okay! Just have a helper! Let's go together! Lowe! Lowe? ”

The gun led to several shouts and did not get a response, only to realize that the music behind him had long stopped, and when he looked back, all four of them had fallen to the ground.

Seven Tricks Bleed...

"Kill !!"

A burst of swords...