At this moment, Feng Xinglie took a step forward abruptly, and suddenly shook his spear, conjuring up thousands of silver rays, like a wild dragon dancing, attacking Fang Yeyu's body.

Fang Yeyu's heart was suddenly startled, and he suddenly shouted, and his body exploded back a few feet, however, the silver spear in Feng Xinglie's hand was like a shadow, not leaving Fang Yeyu's front of him.

At this moment, Fang Yeyu only felt that the spear of Feng Xingli was unavoidable, so he simply did not dodge or dodge, stopped abruptly, and hurriedly danced the 'Three Eight Halberds' in his hand with both hands, like two violent winds suddenly rising, blasting towards the silver spear that had pierced the place in front of him.

Feng Xinglie's gun is still one of the 'fifty potentials' of the "Liaoyuan Marksmanship", but with the improvement of Feng Xinglie's cultivation, the comprehension of the change of this potential has reached the realm of transcendence, even if it is made by Li Ruohai, the power is only so.

"Bang, bang......"

Feng Xinglie stabbed out one shot after another, each shot was superimposed with the strength of the previous shot, at first Fang Yeyu was still able to resist, but after the fifth shot, Fang Yeyu couldn't stop taking a step back with every shot he blocked, and left a deep footprint in front of him.

After the ninth shot, Fang Yeyu was already at a complete disadvantage, and with each shot he blocked, his whole body trembled, and his body flew backwards.

Only with the help of this retreat could Fang Yeyu dissolve the powerful power transmitted by the Wind Fierce Silver Spear to the 'Three Eight Halberds'.

"Bang!"

Eleventh Shot –

Fang Yeyu's face showed a red tide, his body couldn't help but continue to fly back, the 'Three Eight Halberds' in his hand was already unstable, and his hands trembled slightly involuntarily.

"Bang!"

The twelfth shot –

Fang Yeyu's face turned pale suddenly, his true qi was chaotic, obviously his body had been injured, and the 'Three Eight Halberds' in his right hand couldn't hold it and was knocked out, his body staggered and flew back, and he no longer had the calm state he had before.

"Bang!"

The thirteenth shot is stabbed!

Feng Xinglie seemed to be tireless, and the battle intent on his body had been pushed to the extreme, and at this moment, the momentum on Feng Xinglie's spear had been piled up to its peak.

The silver spear in Feng Xinglie's hand once again stabbed at the single halberd in Fang Yeyu's left hand, at this moment, Fang Yeyu suddenly let out a long howl of grief and indignation, wildly urging the true qi in his body, and pushing the single halberd in his hand to blast towards the silver spear in Feng Xinglie's hand with the strongest combat power.

"Bang, bang!"

I saw that at the pole where the two forces collided, a thunderbolt burst out, followed by a ball of white light, which was only the size of a fist at first, and then rapidly expanded, illuminating the entire long street like a blazing sun.

After a few moments, the light dissipated.

The place where Feng Xinglie and Fang Yeyu stood was in shambles.

In this piece of ruins, the two stood opposite each other more than three feet apart.

The wind was fierce and speared, the sleeves were in tatters, and the breath on his body was slightly disordered.

As for Fang Yeyu, he knelt on one knee, holding the 'Three Eight Halberds' with both hands to barely support his body, and his body had to be scattered, which was very embarrassing!

"Lost!"

Fang Yeyu's heart was inexplicably sad and indignant.

At this moment, the two of them, the 'white-haired' willow shaking branch and the 'red-faced' flower Xie Yu flew over, carrying Fang Yeyu over the wall one left and one right, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Bu Di, Wei Lidie, Zong Yue and others also scattered and fled one after another.

However, before the 'human wolf' had escaped far from the enemy, he felt an incomparable killing force lock on him, and as long as he made the slightest abnormal move, he would attract a thunderous attack.

Bu Di stopped in shock, slowly turned around, and found that not far behind him, a sturdy young man with a long knife in his hand, slowly walking towards him, from this young man's body, Bu Di seemed to feel a very familiar breath.

"Chizun Xin?"

Bu Di immediately understood the source of this breath, and in a trance, he only felt that a familiar figure overlapped with the young man.

Bu Di couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and he almost wanted to turn around and flee.

However, there is always a killing intent lingering around the enemy, making him dare not move.

"'Jackal' slammed into the ground, Chizun Xin's predecessors have been waiting for you underground for a long time, today Han Bai will do a good deed and give you a ride!" Han Bai laughed, lifted the 'thick back knife' in his hand, and slashed at the enemy with the knife.

At this time, the 'human wolf' enemy has broken free from the fear of Chizunxin,

Immediately, he was fierce, betrayed Chizun Xin, and took refuge in the Demon Palace, which has become a demon obstacle in the hearts of the enemy, and everything related to Chizun Xin is the enemy of life and death.

Seeing Han Bai gather his knife to attack. The enemy did not retreat, but advanced, and suddenly punched Han Bai.

Bu Di is not only the deputy master of the 'Zun Xin Gate', but also the junior disciple of Chi Zun Xin, although his martial arts cultivation is far worse than that of Chi Zun Xin, but he is also the top master of the first-class realm in the rivers and lakes.

The punch that slammed into Han Bai was strong and strong, and there was a faint sound of breaking through the air.

Han Bai's right hand long knife castration remained unchanged, and his left hand suddenly clenched his fingers into a fist, and suddenly blasted towards the enemy.

Boom!

The fist burst out, and the two of them fell at the same time, and at this moment, the long knife in Han Bai's right hand had already slashed towards the enemy's chest.

At this moment, the enemy seemed to have anticipated this knife, and suddenly slammed his fist on the knife, making a muffled sound of 'boom', pushing the long knife away by half an inch, narrowly avoiding the blade.

However, the anti-shock force transmitted from the thick back knife also caused the enemy's five fingers to be split, and at the same time, a sharp sword qi broke into the enemy's body, and several meridians were injured in an instant.

At this point, the enemy knew that this young man who carried the essence of Chizun Xin, his martial arts cultivation was not much weaker than that of Chizun Xin.

However, as soon as the enemy's thoughts arose, and the qi was undecided, Han Bai sensed it, and the long knife in his hand was waved, turning into a dazzling knife wheel, sealing all the enemy's retreats.

Seeing this, the enemy was shocked, his mind was shaken, his spirit was gone, and his skills in his hands were also weakened by three points.

The knife in Han Bai's hand became even more powerful, slashing at the enemy one after another.

Suddenly, the enemy laughed miserably, facing the endless sword light, staring at death.

Suddenly, the sword light in the sky condensed, turning into a flash of light and shadow, Han Bai put away his knife and stood, looking at the sky in the distance, and the killing intent that lingered in his heart gradually calmed down.

On the long street, the wind gradually stopped.

Feng Xinglie, Han Bai, and Qin Ke turned around and walked towards Li Ruohai.

Li Ruohai looked at Feng Xinglie calmly, his eyes were full of surprise, doubt, excitement and so on, and finally turned into full satisfaction. From this moment on, Li Ruohai knew that he didn't need to worry about this disciple anymore, and thinking of this, Li Ruohai suddenly felt a deep sense of loss in his heart.

"Master!"

Feng Xinglie called softly.

Li Ruohai nodded, his handsome face was still unwavering, and after a long time, Li Ruohai said: "You are very good, you didn't disappoint me, the master thinks that his martial arts cultivation is not as good as Pang Ban, but at least he is much better than him in terms of disciples......"

Speaking of this, Li Ruohai actually laughed out loud, laughing with tears in his eyes.