At the moment before the palm, Liu Yu looked up at the sky, the night was hazy, the moon was better than the snow, and the night was so beautiful that it was intoxicating. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He made his palms quickly, and his palms were endless, like phantoms connected back and forth, and in just a few breaths, twenty-seven palms had been made in a row.

The palm wind roared, and the angry sea was raging.

Before Yunhe Zhenren's sword fell, he felt a shock from the tip of the sword, and his wrist was numb. He felt bad, and hurriedly did a backflip, and his figure floated backwards.

Before he could get out, Liu Yu had already waved his palm and chased after him. Under the surging tide, he has lost the opportunity due to miscalculation, and he has no choice but to defend frequently in his eagerness, and it is difficult to fight back.

What he wondered in his heart was that the twenty disciples who were supposed to step forward and use the Mixed Yuan Liangyi Array to block Liu Yu's retreat, why were they indifferent at the moment, just holding their swords and pretending to be on the side.

Under his call, the rest of the people in the rivers and lakes have all made a move to Liu Yu, but the difference in strength is huge, but it is just a drop in the bucket, and it is embarrassing.

No one can see Liu Yu's figure clearly, in the wave of going forward and successive, there are constantly people who are at the top of the tide, and then they are shot away from afar. Among them, the farthest one was the monk Fayou, who flew five feet away, and hit the ground under the eaves, smashing down a large number of roof tiles and wall bricks, and when he landed, he was already bleeding from seven orifices, and he couldn't die anymore.

Yunhe Zhenren saw that there were fewer and fewer helpers around him, and most of the nearly five hundred Jianghu people had been killed by Liu Yu, and the remaining survivors were already planning to escape for their lives if they were not on the way to escape.

As for Feng Po and Hua Liuyu, they had already fled without a trace under the support of their respective disciples.

The twenty hat-bearers were still standing silently aside, holding their swords still, the cold light on their swords wandering, but all of them were like clay sculptures, unaware of the battle in front of them.

Yunhe Zhenren was forced more and more tightly by Liu Yu, only to feel that the opponent's palm power was endless, one palm was better than the other, like a huge wave in the sea, going forward and one after another, and working together. He gradually felt physically exhausted, and he was falling more and more behind, and if he continued like this, he was afraid that he would lose this old life if he couldn't get over the number.

He was ruthless, gritted the tip of his tongue, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out. A boundless mist of blood spread out from all around him, and even within half a foot, it was difficult to see a human figure. This trick is Kongtong's famous secret technique, the blood mist of the mountain, although it is extremely hurtful, it is the first way to escape.

He took the opportunity to use the Qiankun Lost Trace footwork, and his body shot backwards, and in an instant he was already standing three feet away. He had been at a disadvantage in the duel with Liu Yu just now, but because he had lost half a breath, he couldn't bring it up. Now that he finally has time to make up for this, he is no longer afraid of the other party's pursuit.

He stood on the ground with his sword on his hand, his white hair fluttering, and he really looked like a fairy wind bone, "Liu Yu, must there really be this battle between you and me?"

At this point, he was unwilling to fight hard in a battle with no chance of winning, and even lose his life. Maybe he would have done that when he was younger, but now that he is old, not only is his physical strength limited, but he is even more desperate for his life.

"The arrow is on the bow, and it has to be out. Liu Yu said in a deep voice, and slowly stepped in, each step was extremely heavy, as if it had the power of ten thousand jun.

Yunhe Zhenren clenched the sword in his hand, and the thumb of his right hand kept rubbing the lines on the hilt. He had a feeling that perhaps he would be the last time he touched the sword.

His right arm shook, his whole body was filled with true qi, the sword body was like a streamer, but the words on his mouth were quite soft, "If you and I fight, we will die." Dying at the hands of a master has always been my long-cherished wish in life. I only have one request, let me finish taking care of these traitors from this sect, and then face you off, how about it?"

In his life, except for the Kongtong faction, he has never been loyal to anyone, but he can't tolerate anyone who is unfaithful to him. Even if he died, he would send these twenty betrayers to the Netherworld first.

"Yunhe, put down your sword, don't force us to attack. One of the twenty hat-bearers spoke.

Immediately after, the remaining nineteen hat-bearers all gathered around the hat-bearer.

"You want to kill us, hehe, wishful thinking!" said one of them.

"It's okay, let him come!" the other followed.

The twenty people quickly formed a mixed yuan and two yi array, but the person who dealt with it was not Liu Yu, but his head master Yunhe surrounded in the center.

When the rabbit was falling, Liu Yu was a little confused, he put away his palm, and asked the twenty people who were helping him, "Dare to ask who you are and why do you want to help?"

A warmth arose in his heart, this river and lake are not full of treacherous people, although there are few loyal and righteous people, but after all, they still exist in the world.

After listening to his words, the twenty hats took off their hats one after another, and nineteen of them said in unison: "Golden Tiger Gang Leader, convince people with virtue." If someone doesn't accept it, I'll let him obey!"

Gang leader Luo Jinhu's face was a little unbearable after hearing this, and his purple face flushed, "Don't talk nonsense, surrender this Yunhe first, and then meet General Liu!"

Yunhe Zhenren was so angry that his face turned pale, and he said in a trembling voice: "So you ...... You're all in the same group, Liu Yu, you despicable villain, you actually plotted against me like this!"

Luo Jinhu didn't wait for Liu Yu to respond, pointed at Yunhe Zhenren with his sword, and said with a straight face: "Yunhe, if you talk about despicability, I'm afraid there are few people in this river and lake who can compare to you." Our Golden Tiger Gang is desperate, and we have no choice but to take refuge in you, but that doesn't mean that we will help the abuse!"

The nineteen Golden Tiger Gang members drew their swords together, and the sword light flashed, blocking the way of Yunhe Zhenren, and then they all turned their heads to the gang leader and asked, "Gang leader, should we use virtue to serve him, or what to use to serve him?"

Luo Jinhu glared, "No matter, I want to catch him anyway!"

He swung out his sword and attacked directly at Yunhe Zhenren's lower plate. When the nineteen Golden Tiger Gang members saw him attack, they all raised their swords and stabbed out, and each of them beckoned to the vital point on Yunhe Zhenren's body.

Yunhe Zhenren understands the power of this Mixed Yuan Liangyi Array, and knows that as long as he is trapped in the array, it will be difficult to escape. Although this formation is on the defensive side, the secret of protection is like an iron bucket, and even if it can break through, I am afraid it will take a lot of effort. He hurriedly used the Qiankun Lost Trace footwork, found a gap between the twenty stabbing swords, and with a flicker of his body, he was about to break through.

At this moment, Liu Yu suddenly appeared above his head, and his palm was like a tide. If he used to attack Liu Yu in the previous attack on "combining swords with formations", then Liu Yu's move can be called "combining palms with formations".

Yuhe Zhenren knew that his life could not be guaranteed, so he screamed and raised his sword with both hands to slash out. The sword is as bright as the day, and it rises on the turbulent sea where Liu Yu is in charge of the wind, and the brilliance is dazzling.

This sword only seeks death, not survival!

This sword, only kills, and dies together!