At this time, Suzaku Street twinkled like stars.

The formation pattern was like an ancient totem, imprinted on the body of the Razor giant who was carrying the chariot for the gods of the Hongmeng Heavenly Court.

It's a well-laid trap.

Now the prey has arrived, the hunter is in place, and the spectators are present.

It will imprison the wolf's wild nature, pull out its fangs, and cut off its claws.

Somewhere the window flickered in a pattern, someone gently pushed open a crack.

Two pairs of eyes are exposed.

One on one and one down.

They all stared intently at the situation outside.

"Zhao Rong, you are so heavy, it hurts me. ”

"Why are you doing so much?"

"Then you come below, and I'll be above. ”

“...... Are you feeling better now?"

"Well, it's better...... Zhao Rong, what is it? I hurt it~"

"Shhhh ”

Zhao Rong reluctantly took away the hilt of the Wen sword that had just been held against Su Xiaoxiao's back at his waist, but his eyes were still staring at the situation outside without blinking, staring at the lone wolf-like figure in the middle of the street.

At this time, in the room, he and Su Xiaoxiao were crowded in front of the window, observing the outside through the cracks.

He leaned forward because there was a crouching little fox demon under him......

Previously, after they left Boyun Villa, they followed Liu Sanbian all the way to this place and witnessed everything that happened not long ago.

Suddenly, Zhao Rong straightened up, frowned, and turned his head to stare at the teacup full of herbal tea on the coffee table next to him.

The silent rippling waves on the water.

Zhao Rong closed his eyes.

I felt it.

The attic is shaking, no, the earth is shaking!

Knock, knock, knock......

The intersection of Suzaku Street.

The black-robed old man whispered a few words to Qin Ji.

When the latter heard this, he smiled and gasped and nodded, and looked behind him.

The two then retreated to the side of the street and gave way to the intersection.

Knock, knock, knock!

Voices in the distance were getting closer.

The tables, chairs, and stools on the street trembled slightly.

It's as if some unknown beast is coming.

Knock knock knock————!

Close, close, close!

His gaze jerked over the street, and a horizontal line appeared in the distance.

A pitch-black horizontal line.

Is that...... Iron Rider!

Not much.

They are already in front of them.

This is a "torrent of steel".

It is divided into ten phalanxes, arranged in front and back along the street, each hundred iron horses form a square formation, the phalanx is like a triangle, and the front faces three horses.

At this time, at the end of the street, there were nine iron cavalry phalanxes that stopped their horses, kept their distance and waited in place.

And the first hundred black horsemen did not stop.

It's like a sharp knife.

Straight in.

"Woo————"

The sound of the trumpet sounded.

This is...... Charge!

The next second.

If you are in Suzaku Street.

You can feel the overwhelming sound of horses' hooves coming towards you, like a raging sea setting off waves that destroy the world.

Boundless!

In an instant, it can flood the empty Suzaku Street.

Smash everything that dares to stand in its way, twisted but daring to use its arms as a car.

The tsunami is rushing.

The earth trembled.

At this moment, in the middle of the street, a lonely figure hangs his hands independently.

He stared directly at the torrent of black steel that came from the mountains.

His expression was calm, and his eyes were blood-red.

Silence for three breaths.

The blood-eyed man moved.

He clenched his right hand into a fist in front of him and made a quaint fist pile.

This is the starting style in "Negative Mountain" - elbow pose!

The surging momentum of the warrior is like a big sun erupting from him!

Facing the flood of steel.

He is a flesh and blood body, and he is also a six-rank martial artist with vast qi and blood!

The tables and stools around him trembled and retreated.

And he, fighting to the death, does not retreat!

Instant.

He moved.

One-step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Everywhere you go.

The granite floors are powdered.

The blood-eyed man charges head-on towards the torrent of steel!

On the left is a myriad of black iron armor, silent.

On the right is a nine-foot body that meets alone, and it is also speechless.

The next second.

Two.

Encountered.

Time seems to slow down.

Like a silent mime, it is slowly unfolding.

The cold black armor twisted and shattered, and the swords, spears, and horse lances broke and splashed.

When the first three horsemen were shattered, the iron armor was shattered like a glass mirror.

Forthwith.

The nine-foot body crashed into the torrent of steel.

Submerge.

The next moment.

The blood-eyed man threw a punch.

Moment.

Countless "fragments of glass mirrors" flew up.

The bloody-eyed man who was submerged in it was revealed.

Forthwith.

It was submerged again.

The next moment.

Smashed by another punch.

Flesh and blood flying, and splinters of armor explode.

Submerge one at a time.

Punch by punch.

Cycle.

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Li Shida, who had just given the order through the blackwood token in his hand, chuckled behind his back and looked out the window, waiting for the upcoming show.

When he saw the torrent of steel collide with the lonely figure, Li Shida squinted, as if he was silently admiring a masterpiece.

That old array master was an offering that the Langxi Qin family spent a lot of money to support.

After he learned that Liu Sanbian would come to snipe Qin Ji, he asked the old formation master to come and arrange the formation overnight.

Now the prey has been trapped.

This Liu San could not break through this formation and escape in a short time, so he could only face the oncoming iron cavalry of the Great Wei Forbidden Army, which was the iron cavalry that had just been transferred back to the forbidden army from the border pass battlefield to change defenses.

It was the peak of murderous and imposing.

Even if this Liu Sanbian can pierce these iron horses and come to Qin Ji, as long as this formation is not broken, he will let Qin Ji teleport away like just now.

Oh, this martial artist has already inserted his wings and can't escape, first use the iron horse to consume his spiritual energy, and when his qi and blood are exhausted and have the potential to decay, it is the time for him to die.

After some calculations and back-up, Li Shida mentally calculated twice, then exhaled lightly, tilted his head leisurely, and looked at the hero next to him who came to him a few days ago to hand over the "name certificate".

Li Shida chuckled and said, "Where did Master Gao Zhuang hear that the teacher was going to rectify the Great Wei Jianghu?"

Gao Yi was slightly startled, but in the next second, he turned his head and looked dazed, and said in surprise: "Qin Xiangguo wants to rectify the Great Wei Jianghu? What Mr. Li said is true?"

Li Shida smiled playfully and did not answer his question.

"Master Gao Zhuang has made a lot of credit this time, not only to remove a dangerous hidden danger for the teacher's beloved son, but also to let us harvest a middle-grade martial arts body, well, this time, I will help you say a few words in front of the teacher......"

Gao Yi hurriedly said: "Mr. Li, Gao is obligated to do this, where is there any idea of asking for credit, Qin Xiangguo is for the country and the people, Gao knows the righteousness of chivalry, and only Qin Xiangguo is the head of the horse......"

Gao Yi looked up at Li Shida who was smiling, "Only Mr. Li is the first to look forward!"

Li Shida nodded, looked out the window casually, and suddenly, his face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice:

"Didn't you say that this Liu Sanbian is a seven-rank martial artist?

The goal was achieved, and Gao Yi, who had just settled down in his heart, was really shocked this time, and he frowned and looked out the window.

I saw that on Suzaku Street, the bloody-eyed man who was alone in the formation had already penetrated the seven iron cavalry phalanxes, and now he was in the eighth phalanx, his fists and feet were wide open and closed, his momentum did not decrease in the slightest, and his spiritual qi did not have any tendency to decline.

Gao Yi gritted his teeth, this is not a seven-rank martial artist, he is very sure, because he is a seven-rank martial artist, and he has been hiding clumsily before, claiming that he is eight-grade.

If he was on the street and broke the formation alone, it was estimated that by the sixth phalanx, he would have been ventilated for a short time, and his momentum would begin to fall.

So, when his "good brother" first came back to meet him, he was already wary and kept a hand on him?

Gao Yi pursed his lips, his nose fluttered, and he hated a lot in his heart, and the little guilt he had left for someone had disappeared completely.

If Mr. Li's plan fails because of this mistake, then he will not only miss out on the position of the martial arts co-master, but may also be liquidated in reverse!

Li Shida restrained his expression and said lightly:

"Waste. ”

Gao Yi bowed his head and was silent.

Soon.

Li Shida stared at the figure in his field of vision that had already cut through the nine phalanxes and was drowning in the last phalanx.

His chin lifted slightly, "It's okay, the flesh of the six-rank martial artist is very good." ”

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Blood.

There was blood all around.

Overwhelming blood.

On this ground paved with flesh and black armor.

A blood-eyed man whose body had already merged with this piece of blood slowly walked out, getting closer and closer to the street where Qin Ji was.

He twisted the head of the last iron rider who could still stand up in his hand, and gently threw it in front of the black-robed old man and Qin Ji not far away.

Qin Ji's body trembled slightly, and the smile on his face froze.

He moved behind the black-robed old man, and saw that the blood-eyed man had been looking at him, his face was ruthless, and his eyes were staring at the blood-eyed man, and he shouted:

"Li Shida, don't capture him alive, let me kill him quickly, don't fucking grind and chirp!"

The blood-eyed man approached step by step.

At this time, the black-robed old man grabbed a smaller black wood token in one hand and held the array compass in the other.

On the black wood token, which was smaller than the token on Li Shida's waist, a wave of water flowed.

The black-robed old man's cloudy eyes raised slightly, put down the token, pinched the magic in his hand, and activated the magic circle according to the instructions he had just received.

The blood-eyed man walked ten meters away from Qin Ji and suddenly stopped.

He threw a fist and smashed into the aura barrier in front of him, sending a rune flash around him.

If one punch doesn't work, just one punch again!

The formations on Suzaku Street were stimulated by the waves of impacts that frantically flickered.

The black-robed old man's eyes froze, and the compass in his hand trembled slightly.

It's just that the next moment, as he pinched out the last magic decision, the entire magic circle covering Suzaku Street suddenly all the runes suddenly shone brightly.

The blood-eyed man suddenly slowed down, and his back collapsed slightly, but the next moment, he was forced to straighten up.

He felt an inexplicable gravitational pull...... It's this circle!

This gravity is getting heavier and heavier, heavier and heavier, as if there is a growing mountain brute pressing on its back!

The blood-eyed man's lips pursed, and the next moment he punched like a stormy aura barrier.

Riding this gravity has not yet reached a level that is difficult for him to accept.

The compass in the black-robed old man's hand began to tremble wildly, and even red light appeared, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the blood-eyed man who was ten meters away.

It seems to be a competition to see who can't hold on first.

But.

stalemate.

Suddenly.

The blood-eyed man jerked back.

At the last moment.

Caught a punch from one of the people behind him.

It was a punch to the back of his heart!

Looking closely, behind him was a man with a wooden expression who came behind him at some point.

The wooden man was dressed in a retinue outfit.

It turned out to be hidden in Qin Ji's entourage before.

Before Qin Ji was teleported to the corner of the street, the group of entourages was left on the street, and then the Great Wei Iron Cavalry attacked, and the group of entourages shrank at the corner of the street in panic, and the blood-eyed man ignored it.

I didn't expect that there was a back hand hidden in it.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

After looking at each other for a short time, the two men, also the two martial artists, did not say the slightest word, and immediately punched.

The two of them erupted with monstrous blood, and one punch and one leg were powerful!

Take a closer look, in the face of a high-spirited six-rank martial artist, the wooden man does not fall behind at all, and he must be a six-grade warrior.

Two six-rank martial artists who can fight strange beasts on land and enter the water to capture Jiao, fiercely collide and linger together.

Martial arts, do not rely on external forces, anywhere in the body is a weapon, fists and feet are all killer moves.

The two are inseparable!

The situation is getting scorched.

It's just that at a certain moment, the blood-eyed man's shoulder collapsed slightly, and the wooden man seized the opportunity to kick it away, hitting the barrier and bouncing back again.

The blood-eyed man took a deep breath, stabilized his body, and ran forward with strength.

The two collided again.

But.

Under the pressure of the magic circle, the attached gravity of the blood-eyed man became heavier and heavier!

In the struggle between the two, it gradually became weak.

Start responding passively.

was knocked away again and again, and his body fell to the ground under the gravity like a mountain!

The blood-eyed man was covered in blood.

Someone else's was mixed with his own, his blood was permeating, and his gaze was slowly blurring.

"What about the six-grade martial arts, under the rotation of a thousand iron horses, the four spirit magic arrays, and the same martial artists, there is still only one dead end. ”

Li Shida squinted.

Gao Yi looked at the situation on the street coldly from the side, nodded when he heard the words, and said in an admiring tone: "It's still Mr. Li who has no last resort, and he expected the worst situation at the beginning." ”

Li Shida smiled lightly.

Somewhere in the loft in the guest room.

Su Xiaoxiao saw the crumbling figure on the street bathed in blood, his little face was pale and his eyelashes fluttered.

Especially after seeing Liu Sanbian once again being kicked on the head by the wooden man, and then falling to the ground fiercely.

The little fox demon closed his eyes and tilted his head, "Zhao Rong, you quickly think of a way, tell him to stop fighting, run quickly, if he continues like this, he will die!"

Zhao Rong did not speak.

He pursed his lips, through the narrow window slit.

Watch quietly.

On the street, the battle between two six-rank martial artists, the situation has begun to turn one-sided.

The blood-eyed man was knocked away again and again, and then staggered and struggled to stand up, but the next moment the wooden man was fleeting, and without giving him any chance to breathe, he crashed into a certain direction again.

At a certain moment, the man stopped and frowned slightly, this was actually an unequal battle, and the opposite side was an opponent that he felt should be respected, if it was usual, according to his temperament, he would never fight again.

However, he owes the Langxi Qin family a great favor that must be repaid.

His brows furrowed, no longer hesitating, and he handed out a punch that was at the peak of his spirit.

"Bang ——!"

The blood-eyed man was hit in the temple, his body flew sideways, flying in the direction of Qin Ji outside the aura barrier, and then hit the invisible aura barrier, and fell to the ground suddenly.

The body is motionless.

The wooden man stood still and waited for a moment, seeing that the blood-eyed man still didn't move, he walked forward vigilantly and came to three meters in front of the blood-eyed man.

"Hahaha, dead, this waste is finally dead!"

Outside the barrier, Qin Ji laughed and walked forward.

The black-robed old man beside him frowned when he saw this, but after looking at the aura barrier he had laid out, he no longer dissuaded him, but still followed closely, just in case.

The wooden man glanced at Qin Ji, who was slowly approaching outside the barrier, and didn't say anything, he picked up a spear with his foot, grabbed it with his right hand, and gently poked the blood-eyed man who was lying on the ground motionless with his eyes closed.

Seeing that it did not move, the man did not crouch down and approach, but began to jump away from the clothes of the dead man on the ground with his spear, and began to examine it carefully.

Whether it's practicing in the mountains or walking the rivers and lakes, it's always right to be cautious.

Qin Ji fanned the wind, and at the same time crossed to the barrier with his footsteps, sighed twice, squatted down, three meters apart, across the barrier, and tilted his head to look at the dead man buried on the ground with a smile.

"That's it, you want the head of this son with this little ability?hahahaha, come on, come on, you get up, right here, you waste come to get it!Cut~"

The wooden man pursed his lips slightly when he heard this, but he didn't say anything, he poked the tip of the spear into the abdomen of the dead blood-eyed man on the ground, and gently twisted it, tearing off the clothes on his abdomen.

The next second.

A strange pattern caught the eyes of the wooden man.

His pupils shrank slightly.

Is that...... The pattern of a blood-colored five-petaled flower, with a ...... on each petal Grimace.

The hairs of the wooden man exploded all over his body!

Because he recognizes!

It can make the dying martial artist burn three breaths of qi and blood!

Forcibly improve a product!

Just in the moment when the man was stunned.

A bloody hand came to the five-petaled flower with a grimace at some point.

The five bloody fingers were stained with sticky black blood, and they gently pressed on the five grimaces with different expressions.

"Hahaha, you're just as wasteful as your old immortal father......"

Qin Ji's voice suddenly suffocated!

For the head of the dead man in his mouth suddenly rose up, revealing a pair of ......

Bloody Eyes!

One punch.

The wooden man flew upside down.

Two punches.

The Four Spirits Formation is broken.

Three punches.

The black-robed old man died.

A breath has passed.

Four punches.

Blocked by something.

The golden lock around Qin Ji's neck bloomed with blazing golden light.

One breath and another.

Five punches.

The golden lock is still there.

Bloody Hand snapped a finger.

"Negative Mountain" pierces the sword furnace.

The golden lock is broken.

The three breaths have arrived.

Liu Sanchang, dead.

Qin Ji pointed at his eyebrows.

A grain of blood spilled.

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PS: This chapter 4k8,I received a notice today.,Tomorrow's shelves.,It's very bald.,Wait for a single chapter to be on the shelves.,Woo woo.。