For this kind of ruthless and murderous people, Swallowing Heaven has always been decisive.

To a certain extent, he and Xia Ze have the same heart and mind, and rarely do anything wrong.

He didn't stay long, he smashed the two flying swords with one punch, and his feet shook, and the blood qi around him bloomed like flowers.

When the window of the horse flashed, his figure flashed, and he had already come to Ruan Heyue.

The corners of Dong Shenyan's mouth were slightly raised, and he jumped without hesitation and landed on the mast six zhang away.

In the next moment, Swallowing Heaven struck a powerful heavy punch and blasted towards Ruan Heyue.

The corners of Ruan Heyue's mouth were lightly raised, and his eyes signaled that the rest of the people didn't have to make a move, and he could easily deal with it by himself.

Feng Feng had a bitter face, looked back at Ruan Heyue, who was confident, and said bitterly, his son is afraid that he will suffer a big loss.

"Boom!" Sure enough, after the bang, everyone on the boat was surprised to find that Ruan Heyue, the eldest son of the dignified Taixiang's Mansion, was actually punched upside down by the stinky red-robed boy, and finally smashed heavily on the wall of the ship.

Ruan Heyue's face was full of astonishment, his face twitched, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, he wanted to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth with his hands, but found that his hands did not obey the call, and when he looked closely, he found that there were two more small pits in the shape of fists on his arms.

His arm trembled, he was already numb, and the foothold under him had collapsed like a spider's web, which was enough to see the force of this punch.

If it weren't for the physique of his Eight Realms Qi Refiner, which was no longer comparable to ordinary ordinary people, if this punch continued, his fate would not be much better than that of the person who had been smashed by the Heaven Swallowing Punch before.

In a trance, swallowing the sky moved like thunder, and it was killed with one punch again.

Only this time, Ruan Heyue, who was squatting in place motionless, suddenly shook his body, like scattered smoke and dust, so that the heavy punch of swallowing the sky actually fell into the air.

Swallowing the sky didn't have time to regain momentum, and smashed the wall of the boat that Ruan Heyue was leaning on with one punch.

Caught off guard, Ruan Heyue suddenly appeared three feet away behind Swallowing Heaven, his sleeve robe shook, and two round things, one black and one white, mixed with restless true fire and thunder, shot out and killed Swallowing Heaven.

At first, it was only the size of a thumb knuckle, but in an instant, it had reached the back of Swallowing Heaven's head, and it became the size of a fist.

After the loud bang, the flames splashed and the white fog was clouded.

Ruan Heyue couldn't help laughing out loud, these two big chess pieces, one black and one white, are his golden natal object, invisibly, the gold lord kills, and the killing power is even above his flying sword, he has ever planned the worst, if he really starts with Dong Shenyan today, this natal object can at least seriously injure Dong Shenyan, so that he can retreat with his whole body.

The white smoke was suddenly pierced by an extremely fast figure, Ruan Heyue's face changed greatly, and he didn't know when he came to him, this time the punch was much heavier than the previous times.

At the last moment, with a bang, the punch of Swallowing Heaven failed to touch Ruan Heyue's body, but slammed into a barrier with patterns all over the Go board.

Swallowing Heaven's eyes were contemptuous, not that he only had the fist technique to deal with the enemy, but that he was a prodigy of the Great Demon, and once he used it on the Ethereal Continent, it would cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Besides, it's fun to torture and consume your opponent with just punches, isn't it?

The remaining six sword cultivators, Chen Dongyou and Miya, each faced three people.

Originally, the six sword cultivators thought that this should be a one-on-one crushing battle, after all, the six of them were all sword cultivators, and the flying swords were so fast and the number of flying swords was so large that many monks and martial artists were taken off their heads by the flying swords before they even reacted.

This is the strength of sword cultivation, and it is quite unreasonable and powerful.

But the reality is completely opposite, and few of the remaining six people are able to sacrifice flying swords.

Whenever someone tried in vain to urge the aura and summon the flying sword out of the hole, Chen Dongyou would suddenly kill it, knock it on the top, and knock the flying sword back into the hole.

In a moment, those sword cultivators were all reddened and miserable because of the aura being blocked in the key points. Looking at Chen Dongyou's expression, he was also full of resentment.

Taking advantage of Chen Dongyou's exhaustion, a person's flying sword was finally successfully sacrificed, and it was in him

When he wanted to manipulate the flying sword to kill the enemy, a blue aura struck from a distance, and bombarded the man's right chest, knocking him upside down and flying out.

Miya held the longbow in her hand, her face was pale, and her breathing was a little short, if it weren't for her cultivation being sealed by Wei Yuxi's Drill Heart Gu, the arrow just now should be able to directly kill that guy, and she really didn't care about these miscellaneous things.

"The way this aura works, and such excellent archery skills, that woman is a member of the Ghost Car Dynasty!" Finally, a sharp-eyed person recognized Mia's identity and exclaimed.

The crowd was in an uproar, the Ghost Car Dynasty, as a great dynasty in the north of the Ethereal Continent, often went south to invade, and it has always been incompatible with the two dynasties of Great Qi and Great Zhou.

How dare this woman come here and reveal her identity in a grand manner?

Xia Ze slowly got up and came to Feng Bang with the head in his hand, his expression indifferent.

Feng Feng was stunned, just now, he didn't even see Xia Ze's movements clearly, and the man came to him quietly.

"Again, he's an assassin?" Xia Ze asked, holding the head.

Feng Bang's body trembled like chaff, his face was like dead ashes, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Xia Ze pressed his head with one hand, secretly exerting force, and Feng Bang suddenly screamed in pain.

Xia Ze said word by word; "Say, is he an assassin?"

Feng Bang was so painful that he desperately pounded the ground with his hands, screaming, "No! It's not!"

Xia Ze sneered, "Oh? No? That is your Ruan family's planting of blame and slandering good people? Tell me, then, who is he?"

"He...... He's just a poor farmer...... Nguyen ...... It was Ruan Gongzi who came up with this plan and killed him, in a vain attempt to make some trouble for the Sui Han ferry...... Spare your life, spare your life." Feng Bang couldn't take care of so much anymore, Xia Ze's hand was about to crush his head.

The crowd was in an uproar again, and even some people who were indignant were already planning to attack Ruan Heyue.

"That's right." Xia Ze smiled with relief.

"Bastard! How dare people who are greedy for life and afraid of death dare to talk nonsense and slander people's innocence!" Ruan Heyue's eyes were gloomy, and he was furious, although this guy was his confidant, but he confessed to him in order to survive, so there was no meaning of existence.

With a flick of his fingers, another one hundred and two black chess pieces flew out, killing Xia Ze and Feng Bang respectively.

Feng Bang's three souls and seven spirits were already half frightened to death, and he closed his eyes and waited for the time of death to come.

Unexpectedly, Xia Ze stood still, and two flying swords came out of his sleeve robe.

The sword flashed and shattered the two chess pieces in the air.

Among the crowd of onlookers, many people suddenly woke up: "Sword cultivation? That young man is also a sword cultivator, no wonder he dares to wrestle with Ruan Heyue, but he doesn't know how many realms he is."

Xia Ze naturally listened to these words and couldn't help but smile. Sword cultivation? Now she can probably only be regarded as a pure martial artist who has raised a lot of flying swords.

Xia Ze crossed Feng Bang, who was kneeling on the ground, he wanted to seek justice today, for the person who died unjustly. In fact, sometimes he also thinks, if it weren't for him Xia Ze didn't have so many adventures, such a thing would have touched him, would he care or not? Whatever? How?

But now that fate has piled him up step by step to become what he is now, then he will only come to the end step by step.

It is up to people to plan things, and it is up to heaven to make things happen.

Suddenly, someone loudly reminded Xia Ze to be careful.

I saw that Feng Bang, who seemed to be powerless to make a move and fell to his knees, suddenly got up and grabbed a dagger in one hand and stabbed Xia Ze's vest.

He had already betrayed Ruan Heyue once, and after thinking about it, Feng Ben was shocked into a cold sweat and betrayed the Ruan family, but the price of betraying the Ruan family was not something that he could afford as a little guy who could only shoot a false horse.

The only opportunity to make up for his mistakes is to take advantage of Xia Ze's unpreparedness and take down his head, regardless of whether Ruan Heyue believes it or not, he bites himself to death in order to make Xia Ze paralyzed and careless, so he pretends to join the enemy.

Xia Ze slightly turned sideways and clenched his fist with one hand, and smashed his backhand back, and the menacing Feng Bang's façade suddenly collapsed.

Feng Ben's entire head exploded and fell to the ground.

Many people gasped, such a heavy fist, could it be that this person is not a sword cultivator, but a pure martial artist?

At this time, Ruan Heyue was constantly struggling with the swallowing sky, and the aura of the qi mansion in his body was close to exhaustion, but the red-robed boy in front of him was particularly pestering and cunning, repeatedly interfering with his mind and preventing him from sacrificing the flying sword, forcing him to fight with him with the magic weapon talisman in the object at hand.

But in this *** strength, in the previous fighting process, dozens of his precious magic weapons have been destroyed, and he scolded his mother angrily.

Seeing Feng Bang's death, he didn't care about the gloom on his face, and shouted at the other six, "Quickly solve the rest of the people, that kid is a sword cultivator!"

In a trance, another punch was smashed, and this time Ruan Heyue revealed a flaw in order to notify the rest of the people, and was blown away by a punch from the sky! It slammed into the palm of the towering mountain mover and vomited blood.

The other six sword cultivators naturally would not disobey their orders, but at this time, they were already exhausted from fighting with Chen Dong Youmiya in turn, and it was extremely difficult to pass out on the spot.

Caught off guard, the two martial artists looked at each other, and with lightning speed, they sacrificed two flying swords and quickly killed Xia Ze.

Xia Ze's body moved slightly, the two sleeved robes swayed, and they withdrew a few feet together, and then stopped suddenly, and patted the vermilion gourd on his waist, and there were two flying swords, which flew out in response to the needle tips of the two flying swords.

"Raise a sword gourd! I didn't expect this young man to have a sword gourd, it seems that this person's background is not small!" Someone said greedily.

"Continue to surround this person with flying swords, he can't move anymore!" Ruan Heyue wiped the blood from his face and suddenly shouted.

Xia Ze looked at Ruan Heyue, there was a look of admiration in his eyes, this person was really not a mediocre person, he could see the mystery just by observing his steps.

The remaining four sword cultivators are a little unclear, what does it mean that they can't move? However, Ruan Heyue's words still had to be listened to, so two more people sacrificed flying swords.

This time, Xia Ze really did not retreat, but slapped the sword gourd on his waist again.

Three more flying swords flew out with a whoosh.

The crowd was in an uproar, and some even wondered if there was something wrong with their eyes.

A flying sword flashed and instantly pierced through the chest of one of the sword cultivators.

Xia Ze strode forward and killed the remaining five.

I've got a lot of flying swords!