Time came quietly in a flick of a finger, and the championship was officially unveiled in the back mountain.

All factions in the rivers and lakes, martial arts heroes, are gearing up and eager to try.

Sima Yue stood at the back of the group, scanning left and right with a roe head rat.

At this moment, his heart was determined to win, because all the people present were hit by nephrite light smoke.

Soon after, listening to the sound of "tuk tuk" horses' hooves from far and near, everyone turned their heads one after another.

I saw a team of more than 100 soldiers in armor and knives and a group of black gangsters, and they were killed on the edge of the ring.

Seeing that this group of people was not good, Qunhao temporarily stopped the competition.

A partial general sitting on a yellow horse glared at everyone with a pair of triangular eyes.

Then he roared hoarsely, telling them to hurry and get caught.

The crowd was furious, drew their swords and drew their swords, and they wanted to clean up this group of villains.

However, they suddenly feel like they are in the clouds, top-heavy.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Sima Yue flashed out and sneered at everyone.

His strange behavior, everyone immediately understood that the initiator of all this was Sima Yue.

Sima Yue's strange eyes rolled wildly, and told everyone in a cold tone that if they didn't do what he said, they would be killed on the spot.

Although he was in danger, Qunhao refused to be humiliated.

They put their hearts on the side and bravely stepped forward to fight.

Sima Yue pouted, the scissors were wrong, and the sword was turned over and over.

He picked up some stones with the tip of his sword, and his true qi urged out.

"Whoosh" flying stones are fierce and incomparably fast.

A few of the heroes who walked in the front couldn't avoid it, and were hit through the shoulders and thighs by flying stones.

They sat on the ground with no strength, and could only vent their anger with their eyes.

Sima Yue looked proud, and he said to the lieutenant general on the horse: "Jin Guli, take them all to the Giant Eagle Cave." ”

Jin Guli touched the bearded chin, and then waved his hand, letting the soldiers and the black-clothed gangsters do it.

A big net was cast, and all the heroes were trapped in the net.

Just as Jin Guli turned back, Fu Tianpeng shouted behind his back.

Jin Guli's body shook and he almost fell off his horse.

Fu Tianpeng's drink was shocking, and Sima Yue also turned his head to look back, looking at Fu Tianpeng with eyes full of doubts.

The two looked at each other, and Fu Tianpeng's face was full of anger.

He pointed his knife at Sima Yue and angrily denounced him as a traitor to the Great Song Dynasty and a scum in the rivers and lakes.

When Sima Yue heard this, she took a sip of Fu Tianpeng.

He sneered and talked to Fu Tianpeng, he didn't know what it meant to be "a person who knows the times is a junjie." ”

Fu Tianpeng was annoyed when he saw Sima Yue's clever tongue and the appearance of a thief's heart not dying.

It was the enemy who was very red when he saw him, and Fu Tianpeng's gait was looping, and his body was like a breeze.

He jumped over the dragon gate and slashed at Sima Yue with a knife.

Sima Yue was not in a hurry, he took two steps back, his hand was like a shock, and he quickly pinched the Bibo Treasure Knife.

The iron finger is like a gecko adsorbed, and the blade can't move at all.

Fu Tianpeng's arms were slightly opened, and he used all his strength.

The shooting star in the head of the dou big man broke the dawn, the whirring wind was loud, and Sima Yue's face was full of fist shadows.

Sima Yue moved flowers and water, and avoided the fist rain sensitively and lightly.

Fu Tianpeng made another move, Sima Yue pointed a little upward, and the spring bamboo shoots broke the ground.

The shot was lightning and flint, and it hit Fu Tianpeng's elbow.

An electric current poured into his body, and Fu Tianpeng's arm was sore.

Sima Yue sneered, and took out his sword to divide the water and swim the dragon.

When he was fighting with Fu Tianpeng, Jin Guli led people to attack Qunhao again.

Zhao Xueqing's fairy descended from the sky, and the silver light of Chanjuan's sword in her hand shot out.

Everywhere he went, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the mist was churning.

A few gangsters who didn't know whether they were alive or dead rushed with arrows, holding swords, and stabbed Zhao Xueqing several times.

Zhao Xueqing's legs swept away the stones, and it rained with stones.

When the gangsters saw the pain, they all avoided and retreated.

Zhao Xueqing leaned over and slashed a sword, and the moon was born on the sea.

The half-moon sword light flashed, and all the gangsters fell to the ground.

The clouds are flowing and the sword is unabated.

Zhao Xueqing shook the long sword, and the spirit snake spat out the letter.

The tip of the sword pointed at Jin Guli's throat, and Jin Guli was shocked, patted his horse and left.

The soldiers bent their bows and raised their arrows, and the locusts struck.

Qingqing pulled Zhao Xueqing over, and stood thousands of miles with a sword.

The arrows hit the wall of swords and bounced back.

The archers, standing side by side, became ready-made targets.

Another group of subordinates were killed, which made Jin Guli a headache.

Sima Yue slapped back the rhinoceros and sent Fu Tianpeng flying.

Then he spread his golden eagle wings, grabbed the reins of the golden bone, and tied the two Kongtong sect disciples to the horse.

He told Jin Guli to leave with the people quickly.

Fu Tianpeng fought with Sima Yue, and asked Zhao Xueqing and Qingqing to save people.

The two knew Fu Tianpeng's personality and told him to deal with it carefully.

Zhao Xueqing and Qingqing used light skills to catch up with Jin Guli.

Seeing that Fu Tianpeng was weak, Sima Yue's cunning little eyes emitted a fierce light.

He stepped down and kicked dust and sand, and a stream of true qi continued to pour out from his body.

The sword in his hand was transformed and separated, stacked and woven into a sword fan.

Sima Yue steadily protected the middle gate, and luck launched a sword.

The sword fan swirled, emitting wisps of ghostly light.

Fu Tianpeng used the moon to emerge from the empty mountain, and a sword light chased the wind and waves.

The sword fan collided with the sword shadow, making a sound that resounded in the ears.

Fu Tianpeng only felt that the surrounding ground was shaking, and he was unstable.

In the smoke, Sima Yue didn't know where to go.

Fu Tianpeng looked around, and Sima Yue was like a ghost, pressing down on his head.

The tiger competed for food, and Sima Yue's iron palm slapped fiercely at the top of Fu Tianpeng's head.

The cold wind was cold, Fu Tianpeng hurriedly took out the knife and made a move to return the swallow to the nest.

Sima Yue turned over and dodged, the white rainbow pierced the sun, and a sword stabbed out.

Swords collide and sparkle with sparkles.

Fu Tianpeng staggered a few steps, and suddenly his eyes were full of stars.

Sima Yue took advantage of Fu Tianpeng's unstable foothold and kicked out with a continuous whirlwind leg.

The air currents are rolling wildly, and the autumn leaves are flying.

Fu Tianpeng's four-level eight-figure horse stabilized the plate, and his arms were condensed.

Seeing Sima Yue sweeping his legs, he raised his arm to block horizontally, blocking and unloading.

Sima Yue's leg attack slowed down slightly, and Fu Tianpeng reached forward with his left foot, and an iron fist as fast as a meteor was struck.

The spring thunder stung, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

Sima Yue saw his fist swinging, and his palm was wrapped like a snake, countering Fu Tianpeng's wrist.

Fu Tianpeng took advantage of the situation to change his moves, withdrew his palm and changed the offensive route.

He saw that Sima Yue's armpit was empty, and he hurriedly hit it sideways.

Sima Yue's phantom followed, and when Fu Tianpeng collided, he suddenly disappeared.

This time, his appearance was still silent.

Fu Tianpeng leaned over and looked back, and Sima Yue slapped him on the chest with a palm.

As soon as the throat heated, blood spat out.

With a sneer on the corner of Sima Yue's mouth, he told Chuan Tianpeng that he had suffered internal injuries now, and it was only a matter of time before he died.

Fu Tianpeng wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and he replied to Sima Yue with a straight expression, even if he couldn't escape death, he would clean him up first.

Sima Yue spat with a contemptuous expression.

The wind and clouds in his palm appeared, and he condensed full strength.

Sima Yue walked with gossip steps, and her figure appeared and disappeared from time to time.

He gritted his teeth and said to Fu Tianpeng, and it was useless to be quick to speak.

Fu Tianpeng smiled slightly and told Sima Yue that he had any ability.

Sima Yueying's eyebrows tightened, and he told Fu Tianpeng that if he wanted to die so much, it would be fulfilled quickly.

Fast horse meteor, Sima Yue alternately palms, virtual and real are combined, rigid and soft.

Fu Tianpeng saw that all around were palm shadows, and he couldn't identify Sima Yue's location at all.

Sima Yue shouted, and his palm power destroyed the withering and decaying.

Layers of qi surged, roaring towards Fu Tianpeng.

Fu Tianpeng was tightly wrapped in the waves of qi, and he endured the collision of waves of true qi with all his might.

Soon, Fu Tianpeng fell heavily to the ground.

Sima Yue's face was smirking, and he told Fu Tianpeng that everything should be over.

Sima Yue puffed up with both arms and grabbed Fu Tianpeng firmly.

He pushed out his palms fiercely and opened the window to invite the moon.

Fu Tianpeng's face was pale and weak, and his breath gradually weakened.

Sima Yue laughed, Fu Tianpeng finally died in his hands.

However, after a confrontation, Sima Yue's eyes were stunned, as if she had lost her soul.

Because he saw that Fu Tianpeng's qi and blood were gradually recovering.

Not only that, but his true qi was siphoned, and his whole body seemed to fall apart.

Sima Yue rubbed her eyes and confirmed that everything in front of her was the truth.

Fu Tianpeng's true qi of Zhou Tian dispersed into the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

His arms swelled, and his eyes spewed with angry flames.

Fu Tianpeng slapped the Lingling Huiyan, and Sima Yue's body was like burning.

He screamed in pain, and then his meridians were broken.

Sima Yue's eyes widened and asked Fu Tianpeng in an incredulous tone.

He couldn't understand until he died, why Fu Tianpeng, who was about to die, was able to turn defeat into victory.

Fu Tianpeng told Sima Yue that he had saved him because of the white jade divine skill.

The corners of Sima Yue's mouth trembled slightly, and he was defeated by Zhao Baihe's magic skills, and he was convinced.

After Sima Yue's death, Fu Tianpeng found the key to the Black Tiger Forest from his clothes.

Then, he took a calming qi pill.

After a little pranayama and qi, Fu Tianpeng performed light skills to pursue Zhao Xueqing and Qingqing.

The two of them ran to the swamp forest, and Jin Guli led a small group of men and horses into it.

Zhao Xueqing and Qingqing were about to enter the forest.

At this time, two strong men with long swords blocked their way.

These two people are the guardians of the swamp forest, one is named Wang Wenjian, and the other is Zhang Wuzhi.

Wang Wenjian's face was as dead as ashes, and he didn't say a word.

When he saw Zhao Xueqing coming, the shattered star took small steps and hurried to the ground.

A whirlwind swirled around her body, and Zhao Xueqing's eyes were full of colors, still in a maze.

Qingqing grabbed Zhao Xueqing's shoulders and pulled back, and Wang Wenjian's Void Flower Fast Sword went empty.

His face was cloudy, and then he shook the blade of the dragon snake, and the cold light spewed into Qingqing's pretty face.

Qingqing Immortal Bo tactfully, continuously avoiding Wang Wenjian's sword moves.

After stepping down to give birth to flowers, and after hiding to the side, Qingqing slapped out with a palm, soft and lingering.

Wang Wenjian slapped back, and he suddenly felt the power of Qingqing's palm.

With a bang, Wang Wenjian was shocked and flew out.

Wang Wenjian took a few steps back, spurting blood from his mouth and nose.

He parted his feet outwards and urged his true qi in reverse.

The eyes bulge and the hair stands on end.

Wang Wenjian lifted his sword and shuttled between the sun and the moon, he flew into the air, and drew four sword lights up and down, left and right.

Zhang Wuzhi also split out two sword lights, and the sword light swept up the sand and dust, and deep sword marks appeared on the ground.

Zhao Xueqing jumped to the sword light, turned around and stabbed Wang Wenjian.

Wang Wenjian hugged the bridge with an iron arch and bent to avoid it.

Zhang Wuzhi stepped into the shape of a dragon and took the lead in swordsmanship.

Qingqing responds to all changes with the same, and the air rides the Yuyu.

Zhang Wuzhi swept to the wall of the sword and bounced him away in an instant.

He clutched his aching chest and spat blood on the ground.

Seeing that Zhao Xueqing was still outside, Zhang Wuzhi was annoyed and angry.

poured the sword wound that Qingqing gave himself into Zhao Xueqing.

A sword slashed gold and iron, and a strong wind swept towards the back of Zhao Xueqing's head.