"Jiang Yang!"

Not far away, the black-robed man raised his ghost head knife to block Luo Feng's blow, and was shocked back a few steps, and let out a roar.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yang had already gained the upper hand, but he was killed in an instant.

On his side, he was about to be overwhelmed, and he wanted to wait for Jiang Yang to come to support.

The adults are fighting fiercely, and they can't get out, at this moment, he has already had the idea of retreating, and if he doesn't run, he can only die.

The headless body fell down with a bang, and Jiang Yang was killed by a headshot on the spot.

Qi Yiqing was still unconscious, Sheng Hu grabbed it with one hand, and slowly landed, but he stumbled and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Sheng Hu, how are you?"

Qi Boyu struggled and writhed on the ground, at this moment, he was still tied by a rope, and it was useless to struggle to break free.

This rope is formed by true qi, how can he break free from the true qi rope of the emperor realm.

He had witnessed the battle just now, and he knew that if Sheng Hu hadn't been afraid of hurting his granddaughter, he would have been injured.

"Ahem...... It's okay. ”

Sheng Hu spit out the residual blood foam in his mouth, waved his knife to cut the ropes on Qi Boyu and Fan Qiufang, and cut off the ropes on Qi Yiqing's body, and then, sitting on the ground, the blood from the corner of his mouth overflowed again, dripping constantly.

Looking up at the mid-air, Luo Feng was still fighting with the black-robed man.

There is no way to help, and there is no need to go, Luo Feng has completely gained the upper hand, and the black-robed man is just struggling to the death.

With a muffled sound, Luo Feng slashed down, and the ghost head knife let out a trembling sound, and then broke.

The black-robed man directly threw down the broken knife, turned around and fled.

How could Luo Feng let it escape, and secretly exerted his strength under his feet, turning into an afterimage and rushing up, slashing at his back.

Hmmm——!

The jet-black blade of the knife almost blended with the night, the sword wind swept and roared down, and with a miserable scream, the black-robed body was directly split into two.

Luo Feng turned around and fell, seeing Sheng Hu's appearance at this moment, his red eyes could not hide the look of worry.

It was the first time in all these years that he had seen the tiger so badly injured.

A wound in the abdomen was dripping with blood and had been penetrated, this was not fatal, but at this moment, the ghost head knife deeply inserted in Sheng Hu's chest was only a fraction of a second, it was the heart!

"It's okay, I can't die."

After the words fell, he struggled to get up, and Luo Feng hurriedly helped him.

The two of them looked into the air together, but they couldn't see anything at all.

Just because within a few hundred meters, the space is completely distorted.

Two afterimages could be faintly seen, flashing rapidly inside.

This kind of battle is not something that the two of them can participate in, and when they go, they are not helping the eldest brother, but adding to the chaos.

"Sheng Hu ......"

Qi Boyu snorted softly, and tears flashed faintly in his cloudy eyes.

I blamed myself even more in my heart, feeling that everything that happened tonight was caused by their family.

"Marshal Qi doesn't need to worry, this little injury is not a cause for concern, you should go back quickly."

As soon as the words fell, he was supported by Luo Feng and walked away.

Although he does things on weekdays, he is not stupid, he knows that this matter has nothing to do with Qi Boyu, so since Qi Wudao is worried about Mei Baijiu's Jiuyang Jue, he will never give up easily, come to snatch it, sooner or later.

On the contrary, because of this incident, Qi Boyu was implicated, and in the final analysis, their family was the biggest victim.

"Thank you for saving me."

Beside Qi Boyu, Fan Qiufang cried, and until this moment, she still had palpitations.

If it weren't for these two people, their family would have met on Huangquan Road at this moment.

The two of them did not stop, and slowly left, but their eyes were always fixed on the air.

"Don't worry, that person is not your big brother's opponent."

Bai Yourong wore a white dress and quietly fell in front of the two.

That's why I didn't make a move.

As soon as the words fell, his eyes looked at Sheng Hu, showing a slight smile, and his red lips opened lightly:

"I didn't expect you to have some brains, and you also know how to attract the other party and kill them with one blow."

Sheng Hu's battle with Jiang Yang, she witnessed it all over the audience, and Sheng Hu's strength, it is not difficult to kill the other party, but if you want to save people from the other party, it is not easy.

This is the only way to lure the enemy deep into it and kill them.

The words fell, and she handed over a red yin grass in her hand, which she took out from the secret room.

Sheng Hu took it with one hand, stuffed it directly into his mouth, and said, "Come on a cigarette." ”

Bai Yourong did not refuse.

Sheng Hu lit his cigarette and took a deep breath.

The next moment, one hand was held on the handle of the ghost head knife and suddenly pulled out.

"Hiss......"

Blood was rushing, Sheng Hu bit the cigarette, couldn't help but gasp, and scolded secretly: "This broken knife really fucking hurts!" ”

Bai Yourong couldn't help but smile, said lazily, and said, "Your performance tonight seems to be about to capture someone's heart." ”

The abrupt words made Sheng Hu stunned, and he slowly turned his head in the direction of Bai Yourong's gaze.

I don't know when, that Qi Yiqing has woken up, covering her mouth with her hands, and is staring at Sheng Hu tightly.

Seeing Sheng Hu turn around, his pretty face turned red, and he hurriedly lowered his head.

This expression can be seen by a fool.

But Sheng Hu didn't think so.

He threw away the ghost knife in his hand, took a sharp puff of cigarette, and exhaled a puff of smoke.

"I only recognize the sword in my hand."

"Woman, it will only affect the speed at which I draw the knife!"

……

At this moment, in mid-air, Yebei held the Beiwang knife tightly, and the white clothes turned into an afterimage in the sky, the sword wind swept, and everywhere he passed, the surrounding space was distorted.

Qi Wudao raised his sword to meet the attack, but the more he fought, the more frightened he became.

The strength shown by Yebei was completely beyond his imagination.

The Guwu Swamp was about to open, and he didn't want to spend too much True Qi, thinking that he could easily defeat it with the Cold Blade Sword in his hand, but as he gradually used the Nine Yin Technique layer by layer, he had already used the eighth layer, and he still hadn't defeated it.

In just a few minutes, hundreds of rounds have been exchanged, and the opponent is at ease, as if he is playing himself.

"I'm really underestimating you!" Qi Wudao's face was solemn, and the seven-foot long sword in his hand exuded a faint blue light.

"Next, I'll send you on your way!"

The cold words fell, and Qi Wudao took the lead.

A black robe turned into an afterimage, and the speed was obviously more than twice as fast as just now.

At this moment, he no longer held back his strength and urged the ninth layer of the Nine Yin Jue.

The ghostly speed instantly rolled up a gust of cold wind, and the light on the sword body increased.

Yebei held the Beiwang Sword in his right hand and stood in the void.

The crimson light burned like a flame, reflecting on the white clothes.

"Die!!"

Qi Wudao clenched the Han Yan Sword and had already killed, and a word fell, and it was already in front of Yebei.

Swish!

Han Mang drew an arc in the night sky, and the blade as fast as lightning directly slashed through Yebei's neck.