Above Taihu Lake.

In front of everyone's eyes, two figures were seen falling from the cliff.

Xiao Si has no eyes and is unwilling, and he is even more unwilling in his heart, but after the unwillingness, it is a deep pain that is not as good as others.

If the first time he lost aggrievedly, there was still an excuse to be found, then now it is undoubtedly a complete defeat.

He was defeated, defeated by people who had never been in his eyes, or even dismissive, once upon a time.

"Ah, I hate it!"

This little man, and now......

It's just that the thought came to this point, Li Duciao's eyes were cold, his cheeks bulged, and the golden flying knife in his mouth sank into Xiao Siwu's eyebrows like lightning, killing him with one sword.

The unwillingness in the other party's eyes has seen Li Duciao, and Sun Wuer also had this kind of look before he died.

That's why they're defeated.

……

Rumble!

There was a huge explosion, three or two sighed lightly, and I don't know whose fame, fortune and ambition were buried in the ashes.

The waves rolled, and in a pair of round and wide eyes, I suddenly saw a figure outside the dangerous cliff, as if riding the wind, raising arms from the hustle and bustle, and then stepping on the frost and snow.

And on his shoulders, there are still two broken arms, Xiao Siwu's broken arms.

"I'm fine." He said.

The calm and gentle voice dispersed and fell into the ears of everyone, which was reassuring.

Since the current situation is so precarious, of course, he, as the boss, must walk side by side with his brothers, set an example, and strengthen his morale. Even if you can take the opportunity to escape just now, but since you want to become famous and do great things, you still have to have the courage to have it, you must know that in addition to gold and silver, there is also righteousness and courage to win people's hearts, so as to convince the public.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the morale of the demon sect was high, their spirits were uplifted, and they even started a lot more ruthlessly.

Li Ducian picked up the broken arm on his shoulder, and his eyes were already quickly scanning the situation on the battlefield.

There were corpses everywhere, bloody, blood-stained hills, unimaginably tragic.

As far as the eye can see, all of them are fighting viciously, and the momentum of the Demon Sect has obviously gained the upper hand, and several forces have already shown signs of defeat.

It's a pity that they can't retreat.

The 3,000 elites and the 12 guards almost cut off their retreat, and they were sandwiched between them, cutting off all ways of life, and they had to fight with their lives and fight against the water.

Qiu Xiaolou wants this battle, whether he wins or loses, whoever is the master will rise and fall, and he will be decided in a battle.

Li Ducian looked at the Paradise Girl who was still fighting with Erlongshou, and saw that the two sides were fighting back and forth, and immediately cast his eyes on the bottom of the mountain.

There was also a fight at the foot of the mountain, and the lakeside had been dyed red, like a scattered red ink, and it was a chaotic battle, and it was a pot of porridge.

He was looking for Qiu Xiaolou and the Great Elder, as well as Shangguan Xiaoxian.

It's just that he saw that his ghost boy was not dead, and there were murderous opportunities coming from all directions.

Fists, palms, legs, feet, swords, guns, halberds, and all kinds of weapons have been greeted by the flying figures, like a violent storm, pervasive.

These are all good players in the rivers and lakes of the "Green Dragon Society", and the killers they have cultivated are also strange; There are also hidden weapons, darts, flying knives, flying guns, flying rings, and cold shadow meteors flying rapidly in the forest, killing people and killing endlessly.

Li Ducian strolled through the forest, walking around his feet, shaking his body and taking a wrong step, only dragging out layers of virtual shadows behind him like a dazzle, like a dream, difficult to distinguish between the real and the false, and the real and ethereal.

It is "colorless and phaseless, a thousand illusions and fragrances", the supreme light skill combined with body and footwork.

"Kill!" Li Ducian said.

He avoided the oncoming hidden weapon, and also flashed the sword light and sword shadow, and the horizontal knife in his hand, like a wisp of ghost broke into the enemy formation.

As the sword light dragged it, a puff of blood mist bloomed in the air, and the killing ring began.

Blood enters the mouth, and fishy sweetness enters the throat.

Li Ducian's eyes trembled sharply, rolling wildly in his eye sockets, paying attention to the killing opportunities in all directions, parrying, counterattacking, and killing.

At this moment, the blood in every vein in his body was boiling, and even if he was injured, he couldn't bear the swelling heart. Pain is no longer pain, but has turned into an indescribable stimulus, an indescribable pleasure.

This hard-won and hard-won pleasure is finally able to feel it and taste it one or two.

But it's not enough.

Of course it's not enough, the "Money Gang" is in full swing, and the "Green Dragon Society" dominates the rivers and lakes, and is the uncrowned king of martial arts.

Moreover, both sides are still his opponents and opponents, as long as he lives for one day, these two forces will deal with him for a day, endlessly.

So, after all, it's still not happy enough.

Thinking about it carefully, starting from the broken temple outside Luoyang City, looking at everything he did, it was more about saving himself; Although he still has ambitions, even today, the root of all his plans and calculations is to seek self-preservation.

Regardless of strength, or power.

He couldn't stop, he didn't dare to stop, he could only climb up, he kept going up, and once he stopped, there was hell under his feet.

So, what's the pleasure?

The pleasure that Li Ducian wants is no longer arrogant and drunk, what he wants is unrestrained and lawless; If he wants the sky to be turned upside down, he wants the earth to be turned upside down, he wants to turn the earth upside down, he wants to turn the palm to call the wind and rain, the sky and the earth change, and he wants the world to be shocked.

That's the real pleasure.

This road may still be long, and it is only just the beginning at the moment, but as long as he has gone through this battle, he will have enough strength to deal with the "Blue Dragon Society" and the "Money Gang".

Be upright and head-to-head, no need to rely on anyone, take refuge in whom, let alone maneuver around other forces, be cautious, and humble to survive.

He has to rely on himself to win this river and lake step by step.

Before you know it, it's getting late, and twilight has fallen.

Suddenly, a fierce qi machine came from a distance, crossed the fighting crowd, and landed on Li Duciao's body.

Murderous.

In the shadow of the sword and sword, a young and handsome swordsman walked out, dressed in brocade and ermine, holding a luxurious sword, even the boots were decorated with pearls and gems, and his cold eyes lifted slightly, looking straight ahead.

It was Yan Nanfei.

"It's not going to work."

Li Ducian laughed when he heard this, and the long knife shook and shook off the blood on the knife: "You want to stop me?" ”

Yan Nanfei also smiled, there was a little blood stain on his chest, like a red plum blooming in the snow, his voice was clear and calm, and there was a hint of banter: "It's not just me, it's not just the 'Green Dragon Club' who wants to settle accounts with you in this world." ”

Suddenly, several powerful qi machines appeared behind Yan Nanfei, but he saw five half-hundred-year-old middle-aged swordsmen walking out side by side, all of them with swords in their hands, cold eyes and cold faces, eyes like cold frost, and faces like ice.

These five are all from the Divine Sword Villa, wearing all black power suits, with white jade belts, the long swords in their hands are the same width and narrowness, the same length, even the hilt, sword, and scabbard are exactly the same, only the color of the sword spike is different, and the material is also different.

If you look closely, the spike of the sword is more than two feet long, the first is golden, the second is silver, the third is bronze, the fourth is iron, and the fifth is jade.

Li Dui didn't look back, and while talking and laughing, the long knife in his right hand was suddenly handed back, and the tip of the knife quickly sank into a person's throat, and he retreated at the touch, allowing the person to fall down with his throat.

"Settle the old accounts together."

Seeing Li Dui, the five elders of the Xie clan opened their mouths in unison.

Li Ducian just smiled, and spit out a word very simply: "Enter!" ”

……

Among the trees, Ma Kongqun also met a person, a cripple.

As soon as he saw this cripple, the pupils of his eyes couldn't help but shrink, his whole body couldn't help but tremble, and his breath became rapid.

Fu Hongxue.

In the battle of "Wanmatang" in the past, he lost to Fu Hongxue and killed many people, but in the end, Ye Kai forgave him and forgave him, because Ye Kai was the son of Bai Yu, and Fu Hongxue was not, and there was no meaning of revenge, so he did not die.

But now, Fu Hongxue appeared in front of him again.

The black knife and pale hands are still so calm.

Fu Hongxue, who has let go of hatred, is now unrestrained, and the sword technique is naturally no longer trapped in the cage of revenge, like a trapped bird flying high, and now no one knows what kind of realm his strength has reached.

Fu Hongxue didn't speak, he just held down the knife, but what he looked at was a person behind Ma Kongqun.

But suddenly, a tyrant killing intent swept in, and red clouds descended from the sky.

Looking closely, a thin figure stood in the hustle and bustle of the riot, and it was none other than the Great Elder.

This person's already bright monk's clothes are even more red, and he is covered in blood, and he doesn't know how many people he has killed, he is extremely evil and treacherous, and his eyes are scarlet.

The Great Elder stared coldly and looked around the field.

Ma Kongqun was about to speak, but unexpectedly, an old and withered right hand suddenly poked into his heart, silently, and it was impossible to prevent it.

But at a critical moment, a person behind Ma Kongqun casually pushed him away and pulled him along.

The man raised his hand and flicked it, and the other hand spat out from his sleeve, and a palm was imprinted on the Great Elder's chest.

The surging palm force swept away, pushing the frost and snow, and only in the surprise of everyone, the Great Elder flew out upside down and slammed into an old tree hugged by four or five people.

Ma Kongqun flew back a few feet, his face was cloudy, and he said with palpitations: "Succeeded?"

He knew his identity had been revealed.

"How can it," a soft, melodious female voice sounded, "be careful, this man may be even more difficult than that sect master." ”

The hat was lifted, Shangguan Xiaoxian revealed his true face, and walked out with his hands in his hands.

"Difficult?" Ma Kongqun looked at the Great Elder who lowered his head and did not move, "How difficult can it be?" ”

"Hey, hey, hey...... The leader of the money gang really lives up to his name. Suddenly, a burst of gloomy laughter squeezed out from between the Great Elder's teeth, and scarlet eyes swept over everyone, "I heard that your Shangguan is also a master of the five kinds of Great Compassion, but unfortunately, you have only learned fifty percent of the power, today I will let you see how earth-shattering the 'Great Soul Searcher' with ten percent power is." ”

(End of chapter)