In the wind and rain, the nine people faced each other, and the sound of swords was mixed with the sound of rain, and it was impossible to hear whether it was rain or swords.

Xiao Qingchen raised his sword intent to the peak at this moment, and the sword qi blew away his hair crown, and his black hair fluttered. Thousand-faced Langjun lowered his hands, and the two daggers seemed to have life in his hands.

Xiao Qingchen's sword danced, shaking away the raindrops, and the raindrops directly attacked Qianmian Langjun with sword qi and sword intent. Thousand-faced Langjun raised his hands flat, and the two knives in his hands swirled rapidly, looking like they were growing a point each time, and finally formed a black shield. Block the raindrops with sword qi and sword intent outside, and the sound of swords colliding directly outside sounds.

The sword rain was directly returned to Xiao Qingchen by the Thousand Faces Langjun, and the dust sword in Xiao Qingchen's hand was drawn, sprinkled into the air, and then disappeared. Xiao Qingchen stepped on the ground, splashing a large piece of mud, Thousand-faced Langjun covered his back with his hands, and the whole person bent over like a shrimp, and then suddenly exerted force, forming a shadow and rushing towards Xiao Qingchen. Xiao Qingchen's sword flowers danced, one on top of the other, the thousand-faced Langjun arrived, the three sword flowers left an afterimage, Xiao Qingchen's sword tip shook, and the sword flowers floated to the head, abdomen, chest, and three parts of the thousand-faced Langjun.

Thousand-faced Langjun did not slow down and rushed directly through the three sword flowers. But the three sword flowers were combined into one at the end, and the thousand-faced Langjun didn't dare to be careless, and the dagger came out, and the real anger surged. Shook Xiao Qingchen's sword flower open, Xiao Qingchen took advantage of the situation, after the thousand-faced Langjun shook the sword flower, the daggers were united, forming a two-ended arc-shaped flying knife, thrown at Xiao Qingchen, Xiao Qingchen shook the flying knife with one palm, and then the tip of the sword was lightly clicked, and the thousand-faced Langjun was printed with both palms, and the true qi and rain sword qi collided.

Xiao Qingchen borrowed his strength to cross the top of the head of the thousand-faced Langjun, then turned around, swung out a sword, and shouted, "Out!" There was actually a flying rain that hit Thousand-Faced Langjun, Thousand-faced Langjun parted his dagger, turned around and gushed out his true qi, blocking the raindrops, but the raindrops actually contained Xiao Qingchen's sword qi and sword intent, through the true qi of Thousand-faced Langjun.

The dagger in the hand of the Thousand Faces began to spin rapidly, but it was too late, there were already raindrops approaching, and the Thousand Faces Lang Jun was stabbed by the raindrops. The thousand-faced Langjun was shaken back, leaving scratches on the ground, three feet away. Thousand-faced Langjun raised his head, and changed his face again, the previous face had been destroyed on Xiao Qingchen's hand, and there were blood marks on his body, which were invaded by the rain and dispersed.

At first glance, Qianmian Langjun looked like he was seriously injured, but Xiao Qingchen knew that it was just a skin injury, and the real murderous raindrops were stopped by him.

Qianxue Langjun smiled sadly and said, "Yes, after my Thousand Faces Langjun has achieved martial arts, only you made me bleed so much!" Xiao Qingchen frowned, and without waiting for the thousand-faced Langjun to strike first, he first rushed to the thousand-faced Langjun with a majestic sword qi, and the sword qi cut the raindrops, and the rain became thinner, so that the queen gradually couldn't see the other side clearly.

"Poof!" Thousand-faced Langjun stood in place, turned around and stabbed the dagger in his right hand, and Xiao Qingchen suddenly appeared there. At this time, the tip of the sword was already close to the center of the eyebrows of the thousand-faced Langjun. Xiao Qingchen was blocked and jumped away again. Just now, he used the escape technique he got from Hattori Hanzo, and he was just short of being able to penetrate his body with a sword and kill Thousand-faced Lang-kun.

Seeing that Xiao Qingchen had disappeared again, Qianmian Langjun couldn't help but sink in his heart, Xiao Qingchen's tricks were endless, and they were varied, and he was not suitable for a long battle!

Qianmian Langjun also said that his two daggers were put together to form a flying knife, and then they were thrown and pulled with true qi. "Bang!" Thousand-faced Langjun's dagger slid past a large tree, which was sliced apart by a sharp blade. Thousand-faced Langjun sees all directions and listens to all directions. "Upper!" With a movement of his hand, the Thousand Faces Langjun drove the flying knife combined by the two daggers into the sky.

"Poof!" The dagger collided with Xiao Qingchen's dust sword, sliding out of a circle, sliding towards Xiao Qingchen again and again. Xiao Qingchen joined the sword with one sword, separated the dagger, and the sword qi gathered to form a sword, stabbing at the thousand-faced Langjun. Thousand-faced Langjun put his hands into palms, and the true air turned around his body, and the raindrops around him were squeezed away.

Thousand-faced Langjun moved and leaped to deal with Xiao Qingchen's sword qi with a sword, Xiao Qingchen pointed at the elusive dagger of Thousand-faced Langjun with a sword, and he couldn't attack Thousand-faced Langjun for a while.

The thousand-faced Langjun's sword throwing method is his own sword technique that he picked up in the tomb, and he came from it, and I don't know how many masters died under his sword throwing method. It is also Xiao Qingchen who is not the rest of the people who are different, so he can resist the hand of the thousand-faced Langjun, but Xiao Qingchen also feels that each knife takes advantage of the residual strength of the previous knife to draw a circle one by one, and the speed is getting faster and faster, and the trajectory is becoming more and more weird.

Although the thousand-faced Langjun and Xiao Qingchen did not face each other, they had unlimited killing opportunities, and they were each other's killing moves all the time, so they really didn't dare to be careless. Qianmian Langjun is also troubled in his heart, he has been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and no one has been able to survive for so long under his knife throwing technique, and he can continue to fight back against himself.

Thousand-faced Langjun shattered a sword qi, and the other sword qi was killed, which made Thousand-faced Langjun annoyed. Xiao Qingchen was also entangled by the thousand-faced Langjun's knife and couldn't get out. Xiao Qingchen is running with true qi again, Jian Gang carried the throwing knife, Jian Gang was shattered by the throwing knife, and the throwing knife swirled in the air with an arc, and he didn't know when he would kill it.

Seeing this, Xiao Qingchen inhaled, his true qi ran, and the lion roared. Xiao Qingchen directly used the lion's roar to shake the flailing knife into the air, and then stabbed at the thousand-faced Langjun with extreme speed, leaving only an afterimage in the air. Thousand-faced Langjun didn't expect Xiao Qingchen to use this technique to shake his flailing knife away, and Thousand-faced Langjun used his true qi to pull and shake the knife, but the speed was checked with Xiao Qingchen.

Thousand-faced Langjun was in a hurry, carrying Xiao Qingchen's sword qi in one hand, and retreating sharply, but Xiao Qingchen's speed was obviously faster than him. "Poof!" Thousand-faced Langjun, his hands became claws, gold appeared in his claws, and Thousand-faced Langjun resisted with his right hand to directly touch Xiao Qingchen's dust sword.

Xiao Qingchen's sword intent appeared, the color of the heavens and the earth changed, the sword intent and the sword qi stirred the thousand-faced Langjun, the thousand-faced Langjun was shocked, and the true qi ran all over the body. "Bang!" Xiao Qingchen's sword intent and sword aura looked at the shield of the thousand-faced Langjun. Thousand-faced Langjun was beaten by this sharp trick, and his blood tumbled, and he couldn't suppress a mouthful of blood in his mouth and spit it out.

At this time, the flail swirled back again, Xiao Qingchen could only flash a little in the air, "poof", Xiao Qingchen's right arm was slid by the flailing knife, and bright red blood flowed out.

The thousand-faced Langjun withdrew the throwing knife, then hid, performed light skills, and ran into the distance. Xiao Qingchen also looked at the direction of the thousand-faced Langjun, and did not chase it, this thousand-faced Langjun is a veteran of the rivers and lakes, and he may not leave a back road for himself in front of him, and it is inevitable that he will lose more than he gains if he chases after him without authorization.

Xiao Qingchen covered his chest, at the beginning he was punched a few times by Qianmian Langjun, and he himself had been suppressing the injury. This time, it was Xiao Qingchen's sword intent that saved his life, Xiao Qingchen's sword intent had not yet taken shape, and now it was only a prototype, but Xiao Qingchen let his sword intent and sword qi be displayed, and the power should not be underestimated.

Xiao Qingchen looked at other places, Yanyan's soft sword was against the person who pretended to be the Peach Blossom Dead Warrior Zhongjiazi, although Yanyan's soft sword was said to be a soft sword, but the sword contained the Confucianism of Yashuangxue's swordsmanship, and it was also a Confucian sword. Yanyan's swordsmanship is extremely tricky, and it is a soft sword, and every sword will have arc and elasticity, plus sword energy. He already had blood on his body.

That person actually only has two fists to resist Yanyan's soft sword, before the fake Jiazi's every punch was bombarded on Yanyan's soft sword, if it was an ordinary sword, the sword body would have been broken by the fake Jiazi's two fists, but Yanyan's sword, the bounce was extremely strong, the fake Jiazi punched down, the soft sword naturally sank, and then unloaded, after the unloading, Yanyan's hand flicked, and the sword body shook back, pumping on the man's fist.

Later, the man also learned to be smart, and directly hit the tip of Yanyan's sword with his fist, although the soft sword was still bent back. In this way, his fist will not be drenched in blood because of the smoky sword qi.

On Xiao Pojun's side, the speed of his shotgun became faster and faster, and each arc shook the raindrops away, and then the raindrops bounced towards the gray-clothed man with the strong strength of the bearer. The short knife of the man in gray can only slightly carry Xiao Pojun's shotgun now, but he doesn't dare to resist hard, there is no way, who calls Xiao Pojun's marksmanship too strong. Xiao Pojun was originally born with divine power, coupled with his true qi and strength, even Xiao Qingchen did not dare to compete with him easily. In the past, Xiao Pojun practiced guns,

This is also the sorrow of the man in gray, if Xiao Pojun only relied on his fists and did not use a shotgun, the man in gray would not be so unbearable.

On Wu Yang and Shen Lu's side, Wu Yang's knife technique also appreciated a trace of Qiao Yu's demeanor, sometimes opening and closing, sometimes delicate and sharp, but the knife technique in the fake Jia Wu was extremely flexible, as if the knife was sticking to his hand. Look at the hand with a single knife, look at the hand with a double knife. The fingers of the fake Jiawu were long, and the slightly narrower single knife rotated directly on it, and the knife qi was also exhaled from time to time, making it difficult for Wu Yang and Shen Lu to guard against.

But Shen Lu's combat experience is also rich, and every time he just jams the fake Jiawu's knife. And Wu Yang also took advantage of this time to attack and advance, but the fake Jiawu's body technique had some traces of Qianxue's side, and he could dodge Wu Yang's attack at the same time, and the knife momentum turned and killed Wu Yang.

Xiao Qingchen slowly walked into the battle situation, the heavens and the earth were solemn and quiet, the murderous aura was overflowing, and the sword qi directly crushed the trees. Debris is flying in the sky.

This sudden blow distracted the other three people, Xiao Pojun took advantage of the opportunity, his body turned three times in a row, the shotgun arced three times, and the man in gray was directly broken by Xiao Pojun's last bullet, and then hit his body, a mouthful of blood spurted out, fell to the ground, and was pierced by the branches.

The remaining two instantly retreated, and then withdrew from the battle. Yan Yan and Wu Yang wanted to pursue. Xiao Qingchen said: "Poor Kou Mo chase! ”

The trio gave up. Yan Yan saw Xiao Qingchen covering his chest, and hurriedly ran over, Xiao Qingchen waved his hand and said, "Go back to the inn!" ”