"In the name of the immortal class preparation immortal, I borrow Bai Yujing's authority in case of prohibiting Ding Huan from acting in one breath, edict!"

On the cornices of the Golden Building, Chen Qisheng held his sword in front of his eyebrows, the ponytail behind his head exploded, and his hair danced wantonly in the night wind.

The sharp cold light in his eyes was like a sharp sword coming out of its sheath, staring at Ding Huan's palm that was choking Yan Bahuang's throat.

"A little Jin Danke also wants to imprison this king?! Let's try again when you've picked up the word "ready"! ”

Ding Huan naturally linked to the Huangliang Dream Realm, but even the Great Ming Law of Yan Bahuang couldn't suppress him, and the role of the Bai Yujing Imperial Decree mobilized by Chen Qisheng was even more limited, at most it could only play a delaying role.

I saw Ding Huan sneering on his face, the five fingers of his right hand moved slowly but firmly, and slowly tightened inward, pinching Yan Bahuang's throat bone clicking.

"I take . . . With your mother's head, hurry up and borrow more Providence computing power, and the Taoist will return it to you twice! ”

Chen Qisheng's brows were furrowed, his face was dark red, and there was an arc burst out of the brain at the back of his skull.

"I'll stop for Daoye!"

In an instant, Ding Huan's eyes suddenly appeared in a little trance, and the movements in his hands suddenly stopped.

"Li Jun, hurry!"

Chen Qisheng roared angrily!

Before the words fell, the sword light arrived, and it slashed straight towards that right arm!

At the same time, the trance in Ding Huan's eyes dissipated and faded, and he withdrew his right hand at the last moment.

Li Jun's figure directly crashed into the small space between Ding Huan and Yan Bahuang, and his left hand, wrapped in armor, pressed on the old man's chest, and his strength was lightly spit out.

In the past, he was as domineering as a lion, but now the old man who was as thin as a withered branch floated backwards, and happened to fall into Chen Qisheng's arms.

Although the narrative is long, it can start from Chen Qisheng's action of imprisoning Ding Huan with Bai Yujing's authority, to Li Jun's stepping on the sword, forcing Ding Huan to save Yan Bahuang with a knife, the whole process just happened in an instant.

Lightning and flint, white horses pass through the gap, but only enough for a wisp of night wind to blow over the shoulders and across the edge.

The war drums were thundering, the guzheng was bursting, and the high-pitched flute sound set off a solemn atmosphere.

In the sound of passionate music, the embroidered spring knife slashed Ding Huan's chest with a tyrannical momentum!

Clang!

Ding Huan's Chinese stick was suddenly pressed down, blocking the approaching edge.

The armor behind Li Jun was stretched, and the speed of Chu Wu's bullet shadow was even faster with the blessing of the ink armor, like a ghostly phantom snatching up in front of Ding Huan.

The left hand supports the body of the stick, the wrist is rotated, the long knife is held in the shade, and the handle of the knife is slammed into the opponent's abdomen.

Ding Huan's reaction was also not slow, and at the moment when the civilization stick was slapped away, he rotated his body with the strength of the toss, wanting to take the opportunity to open the distance.

How could Li Jun give him such an opportunity, the long knife held upside down spit out from the tip of his elbow, and he carried the knife with his elbow, and his elbow went straight to his heart.

Sonor!

The elbow knife slashed at the stick of the horizontal frame, leaving a shallow knife mark.

Li Jun's footsteps were staggered, he swung sideways, dragged the knife behind his right hand, and his left arm, which was also bent into an elbow, slammed forward, smashing into Ding Huan's temple with an oozing whistling sound.

Ding Huan stepped back and dodged back, rubbing the tip of his nose with the strong wind that hit his cheeks.

Before he could catch his breath, the Honghu Hidden King, who usually liked to see the self-proclaimed chess player the most, suddenly felt a piercing cramping pain in his abdomen. Stunned, he saw a dirty black footprint on the snow-white shirt, and the figure flew backwards like a cannonball.

The armor piece of the armor blew out a whistling air current, blowing Li Jun's robe into a hunting sound.

The blade and the figure were stretched into a thin line of light and dark, and in an instant, they caught up with Ding Huan, who was flying upside down.

The bright moonlight illuminated Ding Huan's gloomy face with a hideous expression. He never thought that his majestic peak would make a Wu Qi Dufu and a tattered ink armor breathless.

Ding Heng forgot a truth, he is alone, even if he is a strong general, he must bow his head in front of the crosser!

"Ants dare."

"Shut up!"

Lord Ma's roar was deafening, and it crashed into Ding Huan's ears along with the sound waves gushing out of the ink armor.

Li Jun didn't open his mouth, but the embroidered spring knife in his hand was raised high above his head, and the unique strength that evolved after learning the two Great Perfection Techniques of Splitting Muscles and Wrong Bones and Baji Fist was wrapped around the blade and cut down at Ding Huan's face.

The latter's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly grabbed the head and tail of the civilization stick with both hands and blocked it in front of him.

Zheng! The stick of civilization broke off in response.

Ding Huan's eyes were fierce, and he picked up the broken stick body and inserted it into Li Jun's head from left to right.

Li Jun was short, and while dodging Ding Huan's counterattack, the five fingers of his left hand were clenched into a fist, and there were layers of armor stacked on top of the fist, like a vicious finger tiger, which directly hit the opponent's chest.

"Hmm!"

Ding Huan choked a blood line at the corner of his mouth, his eyes bulged, and his body was crooked, and he was embarrassed for a while.

Li Jun has always disliked to say nonsense and cruel words.

And when Lord Arima was present, it was not his turn to provoke this matter at all!

"Grandson, weren't you quite arrogant just now? How do you bow now? Raise your head, Master Ma, I'll let you raise your head! ”

The red eyes in the helmet danced with an excited scarlet light, and two ropes suddenly popped out of the ink-colored armor, wrapping around Ding Heng's arms, dragging his body and crashing into the embroidered spring knife raised in Li Jun's hand!

It's a pity that Lord Ma's grade is still slightly lower, even if Ding Huan's physical ability is weak, it is not something he can easily bind.

Crackling!

On the line between life and death, Ding Huan gritted his teeth and broke the rope on his body, twisted his waist, raised his knees and swung his legs, and the tips of his shoes accurately hit the side of the Xiuchun knife body.

At the moment when the long knife was kicked away, Li Jun also turned around and kicked his feet, whipping his legs like a shadow, slapping Ding Huan's face and sending him flying.

Click.

Li Jun raised his palm forward, and a circle of black hole muzzles suddenly appeared on his arm armor, constantly rotating around his left arm.

"Kill him to death!"

Lord Ma roared excitedly!

Li Jun's eyebrows twitched, his open five fingers suddenly clenched, and the violent gunfire exploded immediately!

The furious metal bullet ploughed forward with an unstoppable momentum, chasing Ding Huan's backward figure.

All the brick and tile ridge beasts along the way were smashed into rubble, and even though it was raining heavily at night, it still couldn't cover all the smoke and dust kicked by the bullets.

Click.

Under the continuous impact of the torrent of metal, this roof battlefield finally could not bear it and collapsed with a bang.

Ding Huan's feet were empty, and his figure suddenly stood unsteadily, and suddenly fell towards the golden building!

Sou!

At this moment, a pale tail flame suddenly lit up in the golden building.

The flying sword that had been hidden all this time finally revealed its sharp minions, rising from the bottom to the sky, and rushing towards Ding Huan's falling body!

"Hitting people doesn't slap their faces, scolding people doesn't expose their shortcomings, you actually dare to say that I am ready? Damn, if you kill you, Lao Tzu is an official human immortal! ”

On the ground, Chen Qisheng raised his head and sneered, and what he was holding in his hand was not the traditional sword finger of the Daomen sequence, but learned from the Xiyi sequence that died under his flying sword, a middle finger!

(End of chapter)