The lonely boat floated on the sea, the scorching sun hung in the sky, and I saw that Brother Yang and the three of them were as fast as leopards, and the wind was blowing under their feet, all of them used their own moves to attack and go, especially Huang Fei, who performed the "Tan You Snake Step", interspersed between Brother Yang and Song Yu, like a spirit snake walking.

Qingyuan's sword body flashed with a dazzling streamer, and his body was like a goshawk swooping on food, although Xiao Yueming's eyes were not shocked, but he was a little secretly looking forward to it in his heart, just ask, which martial artist with advanced cultivation doesn't want to compete with opponents in the same realm? Not to mention that what he is facing this time is three people!

Flying in the middle of the air, the sword in his right hand stabbed forward, his wrist rotated, and dozens of swords were cut out in an instant, and the Qingyuan sword brought up a sword net composed of bursts of sword rays, and quickly slashed towards the opponent, exuding a snowy sword light like overwhelming, and a faint death breath came to his face, like a dying old man, and like the autumn period has arrived, and the dead branches and leaves that have fallen from the roots.

Song Yu threw out the saber and attacked head-on first, the saber was about three feet long, the caster would be fine, like a sharp sword, and the sword net in the sky collided far away, the sharp tip pierced into the sword net, and the saber immediately shook violently.

"Click~Click~"

The original long knife was bright and smooth, but at this time it started from the tip of the knife, and the handle was the end, like the thin ice that was about to melt in spring, and the broken long knife fragments immediately flew all over the sky, and the surface of the fragments was smooth as a mirror, under the imprint of the blazing sun, it was like the Milky Way hanging high in the night sky at night, with thousands of stars and twinkling stars.

Without the blessing of the warrior's internal strength, the refined steel sword looked fragile in the sharp sword, and the moment it touched it, it was shattered into countless fragments, and the fragments scattered on the deck with a strong aftermath, leaving holes in the already scarred wooden plank.

Seeing that the long knife he threw was easily shattered, Song Yu immediately didn't dare to be careless, his eyes widened angrily, and he roared, and the internal force at the dantian flowed through the points around his body, and poured into the arms wrapped in the iron guards, and the internal force shook through, and the copper rings that were entwined should also be resounded.

The three of them all had solemn faces, and from the overwhelming sword light, they felt unprecedented pressure, their bodies tensed, and the three of them slammed towards the sword net that exuded a thick dead aura.

Brother Yang and the three of them also hurried on the deck, attacking them, and their momentum soared into the sky.

"Boom~"

The moves of the two sides suddenly connected, and the weapons in the hands of Brother Yang and the three of them frantically resisted, and each blow could also shatter a sword, Song Yu's arms shook, bearing the brunt of the blow, and the iron arm guards waved on the sword, arousing the shining firelight from the point.

Brother Yang's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, his hands held the handle of the knife behind his back, the long blade was in front, and the short knife in his left hand was protected on his chest.

The silver knife kept falling, Huang Fei was quite depressed at this time, he lost one after another today, as a second-rate martial artist, but let the target with only third-rate strength escape from his knife, if it weren't for his own mistakes, now everyone would have killed the target and retreated to a safe place, and he would not be in trouble as now.

Thinking of this, Huang Fei was unwilling, and the long knife in his hand was waved frequently, and the sword also came off the blade, colliding with the opponent's sword, and the crumbs of the surrounding wooden planks flew away.

The three of them made their own moves, but they broke Xiao Yueming's withered leaf sword move with one face, but neither side got any benefits, so it was a draw.

The sword light in the sky disappeared in a blink of an eye, Xiao Yueming's eyes narrowed slightly, and as soon as he fell from the air, he stomped on the ground with his toes, shattering the deck, and then rushed towards his opponent.

Brother Yang and the three of them were quite shocked in their hearts, they were full of three second-rate masters, and under this picture, they were just fighting for a draw, and they were already vigilant at this time, and they had already raised their spirits at this time, and when they saw the man in black attacking with a sword, the three of them were also windy under their feet, their robes were drumming, and they rushed together.

Although Xiao Yueming's momentum is terrifying, compared with first-class masters such as Xian Lao and Quan Anwu, it is still a small thing, and I saw that the building ship, which originally had only two floors left, had been completely razed to the ground after a moment of fighting between the two.

The surroundings have been completely in ruins, the magnificent building ship is now back to its roots, back to its origins, the broken wooden structure is piled high, only two figures are fighting soundly on the ruins like a hill, the terrifying fluctuations will some broken wood shake high, and then hit down on the deck fiercely, that terrifying force, it is comparable to the full force of a third-rate warrior.

The figures of the two were staggered with each other, and the moves in their hands continued to bombard away, and dozens of moves were exchanged in a few moments, although Xian Lao and Quan Anwu were all embarrassed, their bodies were scarred and covered with blood, but the strange thing was that the injuries of the two were all made by the previous fight.

It turned out that Quan Anwu knew that since Xiao Yueming arrived, this assassination operation was extremely unfavorable to himself, with Xiao Yueming as a backhand, Xian Lao would definitely fight to the death, and Quan Anwu did not want to die for his own plan, so he chose to give up this action, so he deliberately restrained most of his strength in the move, and Xian Lao saw this, naturally knew the other party's intentions, so he also kept his hand accordingly, and it evolved into the current situation, the two seem to be terrifying, but they are just delaying time。

Unlike Xian Lao and Quan Anwu, Brother Yang and the three of them are all experienced masters, and they cooperate with each other very tacitly, and their shots are even more spicy, and their moves are fatal, Xiao Yueming is under the siege of the three, and the situation is very dangerous, which can be described as a crisis step by step, and one negligence will be dead.

Brother Yang's finished glyph surrounded Xiao Yueming in the center, and the moves in his hands were extremely spicy, which could be described as deadly, and in a short time, the four of them fought a thousand moves, but they still couldn't help each other.

Individually, these three people are one point weaker than the cultivation of the Huangsha Guanguan Master, but the three of them attacked together and cooperated with each other very tacitly, but it caused great pressure on Xiao Yueming.

However, unlike the Guan Lord, because he had never fought with a master who used the dust, because he didn't know the characteristics of his weapons, and it was his first life-and-death battle, this strength was not fully exerted, but this time it was different, Brother Yang and the three of them all used common weapons, after these days of hard cultivation, Xiao Yueming's cultivation has improved, although it is quite difficult to resist the offensive of the three, but it can also support for a moment without defeat.