"Wow!" With a bang, the short sword penetrated through the body, and another half-step innate fell to the ground with a bang. With one successful move, Yingtian jumped up and quickly dodged a distance of more than ten meters. He came and went as if he had concealed his figure, making it difficult for the Nangong family martial artist to figure out the trajectory of his movements.

Between the open attack and the secret attack, one by one the innate martial artists fell to death. This time, Yingtian did everything he could, and he had no intention of leaving a living mouth.

Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning and thunder in the sky. Then, a hot wind blew, and the hot air mixed with the dripping summer rain came in an instant.

Shu Province is located in the basin, although the temperature is not high or low all year round, but the climate is always unpredictable. No, thundershowers come without warning.

Heaven is not beautiful, which can be a mistake in Yingtian's calculation. After a burst of rain, this dark world gradually cleared up.

However, the current situation did not worry him too much. Because, apart from him, there are only two grandmasters left, Nangong Yan and Feng Xuanyun, among the martial artists standing.

At this moment, taking advantage of the fact that the turbidity that still existed around him was not clear, Yingtian seized the opportunity to stab Feng Xuanyun with a sword, who was not in a good state.

Deputy Chief Sect Feng suddenly came to his senses, only to see a white light approaching him in an instant. The light was so dazzling, and it was bone-chilling, like a star falling from the sky, and it was instantly magnified by a scorching point of light, and he couldn't breathe.

With a "plop", Feng Xuanyun knelt on his knees, screamed with dull eyes: "I surrender!" As he spoke, he involuntarily raised his hands.

Yingtian, who came quickly, was slightly stunned, and when he was about to stab the short sword forward again, he only felt a sharp sword wind behind him slash at him.

In an instant, his left hand was propped up on Feng Xuanyun's shoulder, and Qingyan made a move around, "whew", and rushed to Feng Xuanyun's back like a Thomas whirlwind.

Nangong Yan looked at it fixedly, although the half-dead Feng Xuanyun was in front of this kid, he didn't intend to stop. He would not miss this rare opportunity, and he was holding back his strength to slash the Tang family's demons with one sword.

Yingtian saw that Nangong Yan ignored Feng Xuanyun's life and death, and then retreated sharply backwards, instantly sacrificing his body protection clothes.

Just listening to the sound of "poof", a smell of blood filled the four directions. Immediately afterwards, with a "bang", Feng Xuanyun's body fell like a pile of rotten meat, and his internal organs were scattered along the blood.

The deputy chief sect of the Nangong family didn't say a word, and he became a lonely ghost in the wilderness under the peak of Danding.

At the same time, Yingtian, who was in a hurry, only heard a "swoop", and his sturdy coat was actually cut by the knife wind with a slender crack!

Fortunately, because he was standing behind Feng Xuanyun, he was saved from being split in half by the ruthless and ferocious Nangong Yan.

Yingtian gasped, cheered up again, and faced the enemy with a golden steel short sword in his hand against the pouring rain. "Bump!" With an explosion, a majestic wave of true qi burst from the place where the two of them were fighting, bursting into the four poles.

As soon as he received the move, Yingtian's heart was shocked, this Nangong family martial artist was more difficult to deal with than the Zhou family, the condensation of his sword qi and the majesty of his strength were indeed extraordinary.

Since his sword moves are fierce and steady, then my swordsmanship is strange and light. Only by skill, by skill, by skill, with skill, only by skill, can there be a chance to win.

With a flick of his fingers, with his out-of-the-box thinking and keen judgment, Yingtian instantly decided on the enemy's strategy.

I saw that the sword light of Nangong Yan was shining frequently in the battlefield, and the sword shadow changed repeatedly. Yingtian did not show weakness, flying up and down for a while, spinning left and right again and again.

Between the steady rise of the sword light and the skill of the sword and the shadow of the sword and the indulging of you and me, the two fought heartily, and there was a resolute ruthlessness that never stopped.

At this moment, Nangong Yan jumped high, and the long knife in his hand slashed through a shining arc, slashing straight from top to bottom. Yingtian stared at it, saw the opportunity, and instantly found a flaw he exposed.

Almost at the same moment, Yingtian did not retreat, and the second did not block, but he faced it like a civet cat pounced on a mouse. The corners of Nangong Yan's mouth twitched, and he was suddenly surprised: "Is this kid going to die brazenly, or will he die together?" ”

Unexpectedly, at the moment when the two were about to make contact, Yingtian sank in a posture of a black tiger licking his crotch, and suddenly flashed to Nangong Yan's back, and then followed up with a move "Fishing for the Moon in the Water" to attack diagonally in the style of pulling a sword.

A chilling sword light erupted from the short sword, piercing his waist and severing his ribs like a rainbow.

Just listen to "Wow! At the sound of Nangong Yan's lower back, there was a piercing pain in his ribs, and he suddenly understood that he had been hit by the sword, rolled forward several times, jumped out with a lot of strength, and stumbled and quickly fled in the direction of the road.

Yingtian had just gained a foothold, and when he turned his head to look, the person had already run away. He wanted to catch up and take this man's life, but he realized that he couldn't do it.

He looked down and saw that his clothes were in tatters, and wounds were everywhere, and even several wounds were bleeding.

Just as Yingtian was about to sit down to rest and heal, the Mud Pill Palace reacted again. He keenly noticed that two or three figures had suddenly appeared in the direction of Danding Peak, and they had quickly rushed towards this side.

Without hesitation, he looked around and galloped away in one direction.

By this time, the battle had settled, and calm had returned to the hillside, except for the drizzle.

In the drizzling rain, the warrior in the ink cloak suddenly spotted the other two. He dodged, shrewdly hiding behind a large rock.

The two martial artists ran directly up the hillside and saw nearly ten people lying on the ground, one of the corpses was a master of the grandmaster realm, and the rest were all innate martial artists.

They searched for a long time, but they did not find the boy with the short sword. After continuing to investigate for a while, they still found nothing, and they were ready to go home.

"Look!" The short warrior pointed forward. The tall man looked up and saw that the Grandmaster who had led the way just now was staggering away.

"Chasing?" The short man asked.

"No, let's go. The stubborn snake has turned into a dragon, and the pool in Guocheng is too small to keep him. The tall man sighed.

The short man complained: "A few years ago, although Mayor Gao noticed this kid, he didn't pay attention to him and was not willing to pay for him. It's not so easy to pick peaches now. ”

The tall man glared at him and reproached: "Don't speculate in the leader's mind, let alone make comments. ”

The short man shrank his neck, cracked his mouth and smirked, and left silently without looking back.

The black-cloaked warrior saw that they had gone away, so he ran over. Standing on the hillside, he looked at everything in front of him in shock.

Then, he looked here and there, and carefully observed the wounds on many corpses, and muttered, "It is incredible that only one person can have this result!" Now that this kid has grown up, am I going to make contact with them? ”

He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then quickly left the place.

However, Yingtian did not run far, and was hiding in a nearby big tree to observe the two groups of warriors of unknown origin.

After all three of them had disappeared, he cautiously looked around, and felt that there was no danger, so he jumped off the tree with confidence.

Yingtian looked down at his physical condition, and then he felt several wounds that were painful to the heart. Now, not only is he unclothed again, but some of the wounds on his body are crusted with blood, and some are bleeding.

Yingtian was able to escape death this time, in addition to his strong combat power, but also thanks to the defensive power of the Mahayana of refining the body to breaking the body.

At this point, he was glad that he had placed his duffel bag under a large rock before the battle. There are also newly bought clothes and pants in the bag, otherwise, how can I go home naked?

The sky had darkened, the full moon crept up the treetops, and several houses in the distance were lit up.

Yingtian staggered forward for more than a mile and found a secluded cave. He entered the cave and sat cross-legged, ready to heal his wounds.