The white-clothed leader of the Dingyun Pavilion was lying there, his head bursting into a flower, and his brains were smeared on the ground, which was probably the reason for the cultivator's strong physique, and under such an injury, he still struggled twice before he died.

When he died, his eyes were wide open, full of astonishment and unwillingness.

It is estimated that he couldn't believe it at all when he died, he was a dignified second generation of the Cloud Pavilion, and he died like this, in the hands of a country boy, and died in this mess of mud.

Silence, absolute silence, except for the sound of rain constantly falling on the rotten tiles.

It was only at this time that the third young master, Shen Yun and the nursing courtyard, gasped, only to feel that the rain had become even colder.

"Vertical son dare!"

A furious roar suddenly rang out, shaking people's ears numb.

This Senior Brother Li looked at the corpse of Senior Brother Wang not far away, and didn't know what to do for a while.

The master arranged for him to come here because he wanted him to take care of his junior brother, but he didn't expect the junior brother to die like this.

The reason why he arrived now was because this junior disciple was worried that the people from the Taichu Sect and the Aries Cave would arrive in advance, so he asked him to keep an eye on it.

He also thought that when dealing with a small Shen family, the junior brother would naturally not be a problem, not to mention that most of the station's subordinates would help.

The reason why he rushed here was mainly because he was worried that his junior brother would be too ruthless, and he would easily destroy the Shen family, and it would be troublesome to wash the floor in the back, but who would have thought that it was they who were destroyed.

The entire station's good hands and senior brother Wang died.

It can be said that as soon as Senior Brother Wang died, his future was broken.

No, thinking of the appearance of the master, he even felt that he would be punished more severely.

So at this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, and his anger burned fiercely.

He had been pulling with this kid before, just to save Senior Brother Wang's life, he thought he had succeeded, but who would have thought that the other party would actually deceive him, and suddenly made a dead hand.

Jing Yue stood in the rain, the blood on the tip of the gun was soaked by the rain, and the color became lighter.

He has been messing around in Huangliu City since he was a child, and he has seen many people, and he knows that this kind of person is extremely vindictive, and he will not leave them alive.

Once he was pulled, he temporarily let go of the man in white, and then the other party made a comeback, and he would die even the entire Shen family.

So from the very beginning, the two sides can only live and die tonight.

This kind of thing is very cruel, but Jing Yue has long been used to it.

He stood there with a spear in hand, breathing the slightly disordered true qi in his body.

The next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he carried the spear to the left.

With the sound of the bell, the body of the gun was hit by a black shadow running at high speed, Jing Yue only felt a strong attack, and even the person with the gun slid backwards.

It took him three feet to reach the ground before he stood still.

Airplanes......

An ink-colored flying sword floated in the rain curtain, humming incessantly, giving people a huge sense of oppression.

Little Psychic Person!

Jing Yue heard Ye Ning say that the monk can take secret medicine after entering the four realms, feel the heaven and the earth, and comprehend the first supernatural power.

And one of the sword cultivators' favorite magical power is the "Flying Sword".

He knew that this middle-aged man was a master, but he didn't expect it to be so tall.

After only a moment's fight, Jing Yue felt the horror of the other party.

This flying sword flew against the eaves just now, silently, and accelerated in an instant when it approached him again, if it weren't for the fact that he had a water spirit body, and his perception of rain was very keen, and he noticed that the raindrops were broken, otherwise he might have wiped his neck.

Suddenly, the tip of Jing Yue's gun shook again.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The flying sword whistled by, and the raindrops shattered, forming white marks.

The flying sword and the black spear collided, and brilliant sparks bloomed.

Jing Yue only felt that this flying sword was fast and ruthless, the spear was buzzing, and the hands holding the spear were already a little numb.

The speed of the flying sword became faster and faster, and the previous white mark had not disappeared, but it was covered by a new white mark, and the sound of the sword was endless.

At this moment, Jing Yue's gaze could no longer keep up with the speed of the flying sword, and he could only rely on sensing the changes in the rain to dodge and resist in a hurry.

This feeling of being passively beaten was really uncomfortable, making Jing Yue only feel that the shadow of death was hovering around him.

With a snort, the flying sword was swept away by the tip of the spear, cutting a hole in the wall, and in an instant, it spun around and disappeared into the dark rain.

Jing Yue watched all this with full vigilance and shouted, "Go!" ”

Shen Yun heard Jing Yue's words and knew that this was indeed not a battle that a rookie like them could get involved in, so he could only grit his teeth and flash to the street around the corner with the people.

Immediately, he endured the sharp pain in his fingers and said, "Find someone to bypass and see if there is a chance to kill that bastard." ”

"Okay."

Zhao Buqian waved his hand and disappeared into the rain with a few people.

Zhao Buqian knew that with their strength, even if they went to sneak attack, they would be moths to the fire, and they might die immediately.

But tonight's nurses almost understood that things had come to this point, and if they couldn't win this battle, they would have to be buried with the Shen Mansion, so they gritted their teeth and quickened their pace!

With a buzz, a cold light appeared, breaking through the rain curtain and piercing Jing Yue's temple.

Because of the speed, the surrounding rain twisted straight into the air, forming a white turbulence at the tail of the flying sword.

Jing Yue sensed the change in the rain, held the gun in one hand, and leaned back sharply.

With a buzz, the flying sword flew almost against his cheek, causing pain in his face.

The next moment, the flying sword was lifted up and down in the air, and it struck again!

Don't give Jing Yue a chance to breathe at all.

With a bang, Jing Yue barely held the gun to block the blow, but because of his body leaning back, he was knocked to the ground in an instant.

The moment he landed, he violently launched a cloud slap to disrupt the other party's vision, and then rolled and hid behind a wooden pillar.

He gasped for breath, his hands numb.

Jing Yue knew that it was not a way to go on like this, and if he let the other party attack like this, he could only die.

He had to find an opportunity to close the distance.

But from beginning to end, the middle-aged man was fifty paces away from him, and he didn't give him a chance at all.

It can only be said that the other party with the magic power of the flying sword has always been invincible.

Ye Ning said that the gap between the realms is not unbreakable, and she has proved it.

In the case of the siege of four small supernatural powers, she was able to kill and seriously injure one, and then escape, but she really didn't take this realm gap into account.

But the more the scenery is clear, he is not Ye Ning after all.

Ye Ning is the third realm, and he is the second realm, and the holy girl is far above him in terms of cultivation and innate qualities.

If Ye Ning is a level 4 hero fighting a level 6 hero and successfully completing the counter-kill, then he is equivalent to a level 3 and level 6.

Suddenly, Jing Yue rolled over.

I heard a bang, and the pillar was pierced by a flying sword in an instant, and sawdust flew like rain.

If Jing Yue had just slowed down by half a beat, his body would have been pierced.

After rolling on the ground, Jing Yue got up and danced the spear in his hand into an afterimage in an instant, which was the "White Crane Bright Wings" with both offense and defense in the spear skills he controlled!

Bang Bang Bang!

Sparks fly.

The flying swords attacked one after another, isolated by the outstretched "wings".

Jing Yue took the opportunity to take a few steps forward.

The muscles of his whole body were swollen and sore, and the true yuan in his body was twisted into the most condensed state, Jing Yue resisted the attack of the flying sword while moving forward.

He knew he only had one chance to get up close.

Yes, the chance for Xiao Yan in the wild area!