When Yun Zhenshan saw Murong Jiu make a move, his brows furrowed, and his heart was secretly not good, and his body moved, like a goshawk taking off into the air, almost at the same time.

His hands were clawed, and his fingertips were sharp, like goshawks predating, and they streaked through the sky.

He practiced the Eagle Claw Gong, although this claw method is widely spread in the rivers and lakes, but only a few people have the method of secret arts, and can cultivate it to the superior realm.

The secret eagle claw skill of the Yun family in Datong Mansion is to chase the wind and electricity, and its core lies in the body method, with the nineteen-style claw method, which changes in a myriad of ways.

Yun Zhenshan raised his hands like hooks, and grabbed Li Mochou's head with a sharp sound of breaking the air! If this claw is caught, the skull will be pierced.

"Nian Chou, Ling Bo, I'll block these two first, you go and kill all the other people in this mansion for me, and you can't leave a single one alive."

Li Mochou waved in the dust, laughed, his body folded back violently like catkins, and he retreated sharply, avoiding Murong Jiu's edge, and crashed towards Yunzhen Mountain.

"Dare to fight one against two, it's really looking for death!"

Murong Jiu's face was angry, his toes touched the ground, his palace skirt flew away, and with a fortune of internal force, the tip of the sword exploded in an instant, stabbing out like snow flying in the sky.

Yun Zhenshan saw that Li Mochou was killing him first, his long black hair and robes on his body were raised high in the wind, but the eagle claws were even more violent.

Li Mochou's dust waved, just like a waterfall, and it actually made a rumbling sound, directly close to his face!

"It's good to come!"

Yun Zhenshan shouted, and the eagle's talon suddenly collided with the dust!

"Boom!"

The dust seemed to be gentle, but at the moment of collision, it seemed that hundreds of steel needles were rushing towards him, Yun Zhenshan's claws were tingling, the internal force of the whole body was almost dispersed, and the bone marrow was like needles piercing!

He didn't dare to carry it hard, and then with the strength of the enemy, his body flew upside down, and he jumped back three feet, and even so, his face became extremely flushed.

At this time, Murong Jiuyi's sword was already close to the back of Li Mochou's neck, and he could even feel the sharp edge of the cold sword.

"Heh......"

Li Mochou fell violently to the right, like a beautiful snake, soft and boneless, just dodging the deadly sword.

However, Murong Jiu struck angrily at this time, and the long sword turned into nine sword shadows, and even more sword light fell like wind and snow, enveloping the enemy's body.

Although Li Mochou dodged the fatal blow, there were eight sword lights following closely behind.

She was not in a hurry, the dust in her hand waved, and the silver thread swept out like a waterfall, locking the body of the long sword with great precision, and slashed over.

"Poof!"

The long sword in Murong Jiu's hand, which was passed down by his ancestors, was a sword that cut gold and cut iron, and it actually made Li Mochou's ice silk whisk break several silver threads.

"Slut, look for death!"

Li Mochou's face finally became ugly, he raised his eyebrows, shook his hand, and the silver filament of dust rolled upside down, shaking violently like a stream of water, and it was another Taigong fishing, blasting towards Murong Jiu, wanting to seize his blade.

"Humph!"

Murong Jiu's long hair flicked, his waist moved slightly, he held the sword in both hands, and slashed out thirteen swords in a row, only to break the enemy's infinitely changing strength in the dust.

"Boom!"

The dust and the sword collided one after another, and the terrifying strength overflowed, and the rolling air currents erupted, so that even the wind and snow in a radius could not fall to the ground.

Li Mochou single-handedly fought with Yun Zhenshan and Murong Jiu successively, without losing the slightest advantage, and even relied on the light work of the ancient tomb to advance and retreat freely.

Murong Jiu retreated, glanced at Yun Zhenshan, and his expression became solemn.

This Chilian fairy really deserves to be a famous female devil in the rivers and lakes, not to mention the shadowless and invisible ice spirit silver needle.

Although Li Mochou is much younger than them, just his kung fu and the method of lightening his body are already exquisite.

As for the internal strength, it is even more pure and vigorous, not inferior to the two of them who have practiced hard for decades.

Lu Nianchou saw Li Mochou's majesty, and couldn't help but let out a long roar, and said, "Master, don't worry, the next one in the Dai family can't run, and the apprentices will go back as soon as they go." ”

"Not good!"

Yun Zhenshan and Murong Jiu have known each other for a long time, and they have a tacit understanding with each other, and the two shouted and pursued at the same time.

"Stay for me!"

The cold light in Li Mochou's eyes flowed, and the dust in his hand was pulled out like a whip, crackling, and it was hard against the eagle claws that were split by Shangyun Zhen Mountain!

"Boom!"

Yun Zhenshan's eyes bulged suddenly, and his hands came out with strength, as if he was a demon's claw.

"Collapse! Collapse! Collapse! ”

Li Mochou changed his strength with the dust, like an iron rod, and smashed it with the strength of the collapse, causing the enemy's body to retreat violently, and even broke a dead tree surrounded by two people before stopping.

"Good martial arts! Good internal force! ”

"Brother Dai is not a loser in his death! No loss! ”

He raised his head suddenly, and saw that after Li Mochou dismissed him with a move, he rushed up with a shrill sonic boom like a poisonous dragon, and pierced Murong Jiu directly.

Murong Jiu snorted, and the long sword in his hand swayed, up or down, making people unpredictable.

This is the stunt of his family swordsmanship, called chasing the wind and blowing the willow sword, the sword is like a flowing cloud, if the breeze blows the willow, the sword is out of the soul, and the sword is sad.

Murong Jiu also cultivated the family heirloom swordsmanship to Dacheng, and only then did he realize this style of mastery, and its sharpness and explosive power far exceeded ordinary moves.

In terms of lethality, it is even stronger than Yun Zhenshan and Dai Wei.

"What a delicate swordsmanship!"

Li Mochou shouted, and the dust burst out violently, and the silver filaments swirled like a whirlpool.

"Huh?"

Murong Jiu's face changed, and he felt that the long sword in his hand was locked and did not move, and then a strong force came, wanting to take the sword away.

But she refused to let go, and the palm that grasped the hilt of the sword was forced, and the internal force was vigorous, and the heat was thick above her head.

Li Mochou didn't think about fighting with the enemy at all, he let go of the dust violently, and the left hand in his sleeve bloomed like a lotus flower, flicking his fingers violently.

An icy silver needle burst out, and the cold light flashed, and it struck towards the enemy's eyebrows when there was no room for it.

"Die!"

Murong Jiu's complexion changed drastically, he threw all the moves behind his head, and as soon as he let go, the long sword fell to the ground, rolling from the ground, and dodged the needle with a disgraced face.

However, his arm was grazed with silver needles, and although it did not bleed, it was still contaminated with poison.

Take advantage of her illness and kill her!

How did Li Mochou replay such a great opportunity, he shook the dust, and slashed his head and face towards the enemy like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.

Murong Jiu lost his long sword and was poisoned in his body, and Murong Jiu finally felt the fear of death.

Her whole body shape is uncertain, and she exerts her light skills to the extreme like never before, like a dancing butterfly, frantically dodging the silver filaments in the sky.

……

Just when Li Mochou was pressing the two families with his own strength, Lu Nianchou had already rushed out of the front yard with Hong Lingbo.

The Dai family has three sons and one daughter, a total of 17 grandchildren of the third generation, and 29 people in the fourth generation, all of whom live in this Dai family compound.

Because everything happened so fast, until now, they only knew that the Chilian Fairy Li Mochou had been killed in the mansion, but they didn't know that Dai Wei was dead.

Seeing that the family was in chaos, the second master Dai Changlu and the third master Dai Changfu gathered together, gathered the guards in the house, appeased the old and the young, and finally barely maintained the situation.

"Third child, I'll bring some people to support my father." Dai Changlu saw that everyone had temporarily settled down, and ordered: "You are here to protect the old and young in the house, and if something is wrong, you will escort them to retreat from the secret passage." ”

Dai Changfu has no qualifications to practice martial arts, and has always been in charge of the Dai family's tea business and shops, but he suddenly experienced such a big change, and his face turned a little pale.

"Second brother...... I ......"

Dai Changlu looked at him with a tense face, his hands clenched white, obviously very flustered and frightened.

He patted his younger brother on the shoulder and said gently: "Don't worry, with the two seniors of the Yun family and the Murong family, joining forces with the three of them, there will be no big mess." ”

"You're so protective of your family, what I just said is just in case!"

When Dai Changfu heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Second brother, you must be careful. ”

Dai Changlu smiled, and the moment he turned around, his face became extremely cold, and he said indifferently: "Zhang Wei, Li Xiong, take the two teams with me." ”

"Yes, Second Master!"

Dozens of guards wore armor and swords, and shouted in unison, and the sound shook the sky.

"None of you have to go!"

At this moment, a clear voice came from afar, and two figures rushed in the wind and snow, and in the blink of an eye, they were close to the front.