Fast, indescribably fast.

This finger started fast and fell faster, and everyone saw that the two of them hit each other with their fists, and Shangguan Tianhong had already retreated.

Between the lightning and flint, I saw Li Ducian's other hand quietly raised and pointed out.

Bai Yujing exclaimed in surprise, he didn't want to see the silver light in the rain at first glance, so he saw a flower in front of him, and in a trance, two fingers were close at hand, not in a hurry, not slow, his fingers broke through the wind and rain, and pointed directly at the center of his eyebrows.

"Hey!"

Bai Yujing's expression was tight, and he hurriedly parried and raised his fingers to greet him.

His finger is also unusual, as soon as the finger comes out, the sword points up, and there is a layer of Gang Qi like a substance outside his body suddenly emerges out of thin air, blocking the wind and rain, and is three feet away, and there is a hidden green mang.

It's that innate anger.

The energy was agitating in all directions, and I saw Bai Yujing holding his breath, his clothes rolling wildly, and the qi outside his body converging and converging, all of which were condensed on the sword fingers, as if turning into a cyan sword blade, directly breaking through the sword fingers of Li Ducian.

Sure enough, this man still has reservations, and he hides it deeply.

However, Li Ducian's finger has always advanced slowly, and his expression has not been turbulent. Not to mention that this person still has a future move, even if he hides the best strength in the world, he may not be able to get out of this alley alive today.

The fingers met in an instant, and when they clashed in the air, the sound of sneering was endless.

The fingertips of the two faced each other, and they saw that the two masses of qi turned from invisible to tangible. Li Ducicada's finger strength is like flowing clouds and flying mist, its momentum is vast and ethereal, and it is like a rushing river, and a finger points out, just like the water that has passed away, the inner breath is endless, the momentum is fierce, and the view is ordinary, but in fact, it has already been integrated into the incomparable, majestic and majestic majestic strength of the Wuxiang Shengong.

And Bai Yujing's fingers are like arrows off the string, fierce and fierce, full of penetrating energy, it seems to be a confrontation in the open, but in the dark it is a hurtful idea.

But no matter how deep he hid, under one finger, the stalemate was less than half a breath, and the wind and rain around the two of them suddenly collapsed like smoke and dust, turning into a cloud of mist.

Bai Yujing's expression changed from solemn to ugly, and then to frightened, and in an instant, the sword finger he took out suddenly swelled and became congested, and then the "peng" burst open, turning into a cloud of flying blood and mud, and the index finger and middle finger were broken together.

"Wow!"

The strength was counter-injured, Bai Yujing's eyelids jumped, and his pale cheeks were a little red, but he felt that the right half of his body instantly lost consciousness, staggered back under his feet, and finally hit the wall hard, and slowly fell to sit down.

The figures rose and fell, and Lu Xiaojia, Liu's mother on the ground, and Shangguan Xian'er all took the opportunity to ease up, got up to meet the enemy, and dealt with it solemnly.

Just when Li Ducian attacked Shangguan Tianhong and Bai Yujing, there were already several killing machines besieging Shangguan Xiaoxian.

Among them, there are not only Qiu Xiaolou, but also seven masters headed by Liu Gonggong.

Shangguan Xiaoxian was not afraid, she was holding the peacock feather in her hand, and she was waiting to parry, not wanting Gonggong Liu to smile, and her fierce and vicious palm posture suddenly changed, and she rushed straight to Shangguan Xian'er and the three of them.

Shangguan Xiaoxian's face suddenly turned cold, his red lips were bitten, and the peacock feather in his hand was closed, and he made a gesture to stop and pounce.

But with her move, the rest of the people all saw the opportunity and made more and more ruthless moves, just to capture this girl alive.

At this moment, the seriously injured Shangguan Tianhong suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a sharp and high-pitched long howl, which was like a wolf's howl, resounding through the sky.

Before the whistle fell, outside the alley, a hundred and ten figures flashed in blood at first glance.

I saw that these people had different appearances, most of them were Han Chinese, and a few were other alien races, and they were not from the Central Plains.

"Kill me!" Shangguan Tianhong said sharply.

It was originally a man of the Jinpeng Dynasty.

In order to fight for the last ray of life, he said in a deep voice: "This battle will never be lost, I have already had two thousand elite soldiers under my command secretly pretending to be traders to infiltrate Luoyang City for a long time, as long as the situation is stabilized, and then the remaining people in the city are united, there is still a battle power." ”

He said this to Gonggong Liu, Bai Yujing and others.

At present, the situation is reversing too quickly, and we must first stabilize people's hearts.

Qiu Xiaolou also opened his mouth when he took out the knife: "There are also people and horses in my Demon Sect who are lurking in the city and outside the city. ”

Bai Yujing's face was ugly, and he glanced at Qiu Xiaolou coldly.

But now, when he didn't care about this, he hurriedly swallowed his internal breath, secretly used his internal strength, and forced the injury.

But before he could swallow his breath completely, Bai Yujing's eyes opened sharply, and his eyes stared directly at Qiu Xiaolou, who was still speaking.

Qiu Xiaolou was about to make a knife at Shangguan Xiaoxian, and he had already made a knife.

The blade misses, and a second cut is made.

I didn't want to be surprised by a finger volley out of the corner of my eye, and immediately my heart burst out, and the blade turned sharply and slashed down.

The cyan knife light bent like an arc moon, appearing out of thin air in the alley.

But Qiu Xiaolou's face changed.

Under the scimitar, there is no finger strength.

Some are just a drop of blood that was sent out by Li Ducicada with a soft bend of his fingers.

The blood droplet was as round as a bead, and it was split in two by the full moon scimitar, split in half in the air, and covered Qiu Xiaolou's eyes.

Blindfolded by blood droplets, Qiu Xiaolou didn't have time to react, but he felt that his eyes were cold, and the vision in front of him was bright red, and it was like falling into an ice cave in an instant.

Oops!

Together with Bai Yujing, several people, all secretly said that it was bad.

Qiu Xiaolou pulled the knife in his hand sharply, and after the blood dropped, a silver index finger volleyed into the air, and it was extremely menacing.

Li Ducian killed Qiu Xiaolou with one finger, and the other hand also pointed into a sword, connecting the points in the air, and suddenly saw that the fingers pushed the wind and intercepted the rain, and the raindrops struck horizontally, hitting the remaining six eunuchs.

"Arrogance!"

Qiu Xiaolou was full of energy, and his black hair was all open, like an angry lion.

Ruyi Heavenly Demon, a chain of eight styles.

But the knife momentum was square, and before the knife move was made, the index finger had already fallen sharply on the left side of the full moon scimitar.

The knife was raised halfway through, and was suddenly cut off by this finger.

Qiu Xiaolou was frightened, and hurriedly changed his moves, but the knife move changed, and the index finger suddenly hit the right again.

With a "ding" sound, the knife move broke again.

Then I saw that the sword light under Qiu Xiaolou's hand flew like lightning, but in every square inch, a sword finger followed like a shadow, and hit the knife body again and again, making a crisp sound, and intercepting the momentum.

In the blink of an eye, Qiu Xiaolou retreated again and again, changing eighteen moves, but none of them became an offensive and killing move, so that he couldn't make a move, he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"Ahh

With a low roar, Qiu Xiaolou stopped retreating, his breath rose wildly, and surging energy suddenly gushed out of his body.

"Give me death!"

He hated Li Ducian very much, and he gritted his teeth with hatred, and even did not hesitate to work for Bai Yujing, just to avenge his hatred.

But now seeing that Li Duciao's martial arts are improving, Qiu Xiaolou understands that if he can't defeat the other party today, he may have no hope of revenge for the rest of his life.

Therefore, this knife, with all his might, is bound to kill the unparalleled strongman in front of him who has stolen most of his Demon Sect's foundation, an immortal enemy.

But when the right person was blindfolded with blood, Qiu Xiaolou had lost the opportunity, did he still have a chance to go to the knife?

Of course, Li Ducian will not give him a chance.

The full moon scimitar retreated sharply, and was about to raise the knife, but unexpectedly, the index finger entered, turned the finger into a palm, rubbed and pressed, and it was already against the blade of the full moon scimitar, and the palm was sent, and it was heavily pressed on Qiu Xiaolou's chest.

Qiu Xiaolou had one hand and one arm, losing the opportunity, the scimitar was horizontal in front of his chest, desperately resisting the majestic strength under Li Dui's palm, his eyes were red, his feet retreated step by step, gritting his teeth, and still wanted to fight hard.

However, after only one step back, Qiu Xiaolou crashed into a stone wall, and when he landed, his Adam's apple couldn't help but squirm.

Knowing that death was inevitable, Qiu Xiaolou's eyes showed a hint of fear, but he suddenly laughed strangely, "Li Duciao, you wait, in the future, someone will avenge this sea of blood for me, my disciple and grandson ......"

Li Ducicada's expression was calm, he didn't say a word, his one foot sank suddenly, the force rose from the ground, and the palm force of the push sank again.

I saw that the stone wall behind Qiu Xiaolou "boomed", as if the earth dragon turned over.

shot down with one palm, Li Ducian immediately retreated, and then looked at Qiu Xiaolou, the vitality in his eyes quickly dimmed, and he fell against the wall, and said intermittently in his mouth: "...... I'll never let you go, I'm just a ghost...... Also...... I will never let it go...... You! ”

After that, his head drooped, and he was angry on the spot.

(End of chapter)