Sonor!

A flash of silver light, like a thunderbolt of lightning, followed closely behind, slashing towards the enemy.

Martial Master Zhou's instinctive heart sank, his figure flashed, and he swept backwards, only to hear a "boom", and the iron rod whistled past him, setting off a violent wind.

However, at this time, he saw a cold light, and he couldn't help but pour a cold air from beginning to end.

Martial Master Zhou roared angrily: "The Great Sage Splitting Heaven Fist!" ”

A fist slashed away, only to hear a "boom", the fist made a thunderous sound, but did not touch anything.

At the threshold of life and death, he wore his hair loose, his expression was frightened, and he shouted: "You can't kill me, I'm a Mongol ......"

Before the words fell, a flash of sword flashed, and only a pop was heard, and blood spurted out like a spring, and the head rolled down and smashed on the ground, full of horror and death.

"I don't care who you are!"

Lu Nianchou put away the knife and stood up, his face was cold, the iron staff was different from the knife, although it was powerful and heavy when used, but he had not learned the staff technique, so it was inevitable that he would be dwarfed by the master.

"You...... What are you going to do, this is the Four Seas Inn, and a few real people from the Quanzhen Sect are inside, and you can't be wild! ”

When those thugs saw that the martial artists of the town tower who were high up on weekdays were all beaten to death so neatly, they couldn't help but feel terrible, shouted loudly, and kept retreating.

"Where did this strongman come from? Even Zhou Dasheng of Sihailou was killed! ”

"Zhou Dasheng is the descendant of the Northern Sect of Tongjian Splitting the Sky, and he once picked seventeen boxing gyms in a row to carry forward the Great Sage's Splitting Heaven Fist."

"It's going to be a big mess now!"

Some of the three sects and nine streams who were watching the battle from afar were secretly talking about it, full of surprise and panic.

"Who broke into my Four Seas Inn to make trouble?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed in silk and satin and three Quanzhen Sect disciples walked out, their faces filled with anger.

"Li Mochou is you?!"

When they saw Li Mochou outside the door, everyone's faces changed, their expressions were flustered, and they were so frightened that they retreated again and again, and they no longer had the arrogance they had before.

One of the Quanzhen Sect disciples was none other than Li Zhisheng, who had narrowly escaped his life in Luoxia Valley, and he hurriedly whispered, "Go and invite Master out." ”

Li Mochou stared at him with a cold color in his pupils, and said: "A wine bag and rice bag that has been cultivating for twenty or thirty years and has not become a climate, and dares to bully my disciple Li Mochou, I really don't know whether to live or die." ”

A touch of murder flashed in her eyes, her waist swung, her body was like a ghost, and when she got close to Li Zhisheng, she waved the dust, and directly flew it out and hit the wall.

Li Zhisheng did not have the slightest strength to resist, his mouth was spitting blood, his face was like gold paper, and he kept convulsing after falling to the ground, but he couldn't get up again.

"Li Mochou, you dare to break into the door and hurt people?" The other two Quanzhen Sect Taoists were only in their early twenties, and they were shocked and angry, but they did not dare to attack.

"Just because you are not worthy to talk to my master, ask Liu Chuxuan to come out." Hong Lingbo sneered.

"What a big breath!" The faces of the two Quanzhen disciples were ugly and humiliated.

One of them was young and vigorous, gritted his teeth and said, "Since you don't put my Quanzhen Sect in your eyes, I will report it truthfully, and the real people in the door will naturally let you understand that the sky is high and the earth is thick!" ”

"Dare to threaten me?"

Li Mochou's face was cold, his body flickered, and with a palm shot, the man flew out like a straw, hitting the ground heavily, his bones rattled, and the seven orifices spilled blood at the same time.

"You ......" The only Quanzhen disciple who was still alive saw his senior brother's beaten bones shattered, and his pores were bleeding all over his body, sticking to the ground like mud, and his eyes were full of fear.

"Li Mochou, once you are here, you have repeatedly killed my true disciple, how can I tolerate you?"

Suddenly a voice roared in the depths of the inn, and even the pavilion was rumbled, echoing continuously.

Liu Chuxuan's big sleeves fluttered, galloping from a distance, and his voice was loud and loud, shaking in all directions.

"It seems that some people really think that I am completely deceitful."

"He was so mad that he slaughtered my disciples one after another."

"If I don't kill you on the spot, what face do I have to stand on the rivers and lakes!"

"Kill!"

In the end, a loud shout full of anger and murderous intent sounded, and Liu Chuxuan had already rushed over.

His eyes were blazing with anger, he drew his sword out of its sheath, directly crossed a distance of several zhang, and stabbed straight towards Li Mochou.

Seeing this, Li Mochou sneered slightly, did not evade, waved a roll of dust, only to hear the sound of "Zheng", a strong internal force, with the hunting wind along the sword body to counterattack.

Liu Chuxuan felt a pure internal force rolling up, and he shook back, and suddenly roared angrily, his eyes were full of killing intent, and he did not retreat but advanced.

The sword light in his hand was sheng, turning into a little starlight, and between the lightning and flint, seven swords were already stabbed, intertwined into the Big Dipper Tiangang Star, although he couldn't form a formation alone, but he was full of murder and swept Li Mochou into it.

Seeing this, Li Mochou's body was slightly slanted, his waist was weak and boneless, and he swept the dust freely, like splashing ink, and every blow hit the blade of the sword.

However, Liu Chuxuan was really furious at this time, and risked his life to take down the enemy.

He slashed out with the palm of his left hand, with an indescribable killing intention, and his right hand cast a qi and three clears, as if the three of them were swords at the same time, subtle and mysterious, and murderous.

Li Mochou's figure flashed, and he slapped him, only to hear a "boom", and a muffled sound exploded in mid-air.

This palm technique is really strong and domineering, Li Mochou has never heard of this kind of martial arts in the Quanzhen Sect, and his body suddenly shook slightly, and he was sluggish for a moment.

At this time, the three sword lights fell almost at the same time, Li Mochou hurriedly waved the dust, his body was as ethereal as a flowing cloud, and the silver thread was rolled up, blocking the two swords, but one of the swords cut through the sleeve, revealing a white and tender arm.

She stepped back a few feet, looked down, and saw that the cuffs were torn apart, and the howling north wind poured into it, and she couldn't help but look ashamed, and a touch of murder flashed in her pupils.

"Liu Chuxuan, you are really good at swordsmanship and palming, I'm afraid that even if it is Ma Yu and Qiu Chuji, even if they can surpass you by a few points in terms of internal strength, they are by no means inferior in terms of swordsmanship and palming."

"Wang Chongyang is really a good apprentice, but how many Ice Spirit Silver Needles can you stop me now?"

Although he was speaking to Liu Chuxuan, his eyes were fixed on the Quanzhen disciple who was still alive.

"Oh no, get out of the way!"

As soon as the words fell, Liu Chuxuan's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly shouted.

However, it was already too late, Li Mochou rose into the sky, and quickly fell, and the dust shrouded Liu Chuxuan's body like a waterfall.

I only heard a soft sound of "poof", and suddenly seven or eight silver needles flashed by, bursting towards the Quanzhen disciple.

"Li Mochou, you dare?!"

Liu Chuxuan's eyes were about to split, and fire almost erupted from his eyes, regardless of the blow of the dust and the beating of his head and face, and his own injuries were fighting, he only used his palm to block the enemy's attack.

The long sword in his hand was used to the extreme, slashing towards the ice spirit silver needle.

Bang dang! Bang dang! Bang dang!

Even though his sword light was extremely fast, there were still three ice spirit silver needles that pierced straight through, with a faint blue luster, penetrating through the chest and eyebrows of the Quanzhen disciple.

Poof!

Hearing a crisp pop, the man's eyebrows were a little red, slowly oozing blood, and he had fear on his face, as if he wanted to reach out to cover his chest.

The next moment, he fell to his knees with a thud, his head hit the ground, and he lost his breath.

"Kill and kill, how can you endure me?"

Li Mochou retreated like a fallen leaf, and fell lightly to the ground, obviously a stunning beauty with a beautiful face and a plump body, but the words he said were fierce and fierce, making people's backs chill.

She chuckled and said, "Liu Chuxuan, if I want to kill Sun Fuji, can you stop it?" ”

When Liu Chuxuan heard this, his pupils constricted, and the green tendons of his hand holding the long sword burst out, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Li Mochou, what do you want to do?" ”

"Do you really want to fight with me all the truth?"