When the Dao Qi let the black mallet be withdrawn, he saw that the mallet body was shaking, and the sound of humming and turning became faster and faster, Yuan Hao only felt the vibration from the mallet handle to the palm, and then to the entire right arm.

There was a crisp and bright sound, and there was a thunderbolt in the sky, and the strong wind crushed down with the mallet, sweeping wildly in all directions, and suddenly rolled up the yellow sand in the sky, rolling and flying.

I saw that when Kang was the closest, he bore the brunt of it, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and fainted deeply. I saw that the demon iron hoop at its neck was hit by a mallet, and the iron hoop shook wildly, and finally it couldn't support it, and it quickly cracked from the crack, and the crack broke into two and a half arcs.

An immeasurable huge Dao Qi came out from the iron hoop that was broken into two halves, as if it had an independent consciousness, and the Dao Qi climbed up, and with a snort, it rushed straight up to the Jinyu Tower, and crashed straight into the building.

At that time, only Zhao Yuanyou's scream was heard: "Ahh......h

Yuan Hao stared at Dangkang, saw that the demon hoop had been destroyed, and heard Zhao Yuanyou's miserable scream in his ears, as well as a noisy scolding of Wu Frustration, he was overjoyed, knowing that it was a success, he exhaled a long breath, only to feel that the meridians all over his body were hot, and his whole body was sore, numb and weak, as if he was the one who ate the "Yin and Yang Soft Sleep", and he couldn't even move his little finger. With a pop, his face was on the ground, and he hit the ground directly, so painful that he screamed in pain, his face was twisted, but his mouth said, "It's done, it's done! Grandpa Turtle's bastard, hehe, hehe. 」

As soon as the demon iron hoop is broken, Zhao Yuanyou has been injured, and he will no longer be able to do anything to Sister Ruoxu, and his hard work will be regarded as rewarding.

Jiang Taiyuan exclaimed in surprise, turned around and said, "Little Wangye, Little Wangye!" Looking down, his eyes widened, he scolded, and his momentum soared. He originally thought that a small deacon, in the realm of hearing his name as "the twelve guards of the King of Jin", even if he had a strange treasure in his hand, eighty percent did not have the courage to continue to hurt people and do nonsense. Therefore, most of them pay attention to the senior of the Zhenhua Realm, trying to imagine how to turn the conflict into jade brocade, or find an opportunity to get out and settle accounts with that little baby.

Jiang Taiyuan thought: "King Jin specially sent me to act as the little prince's guard, originally to protect the little prince, but I didn't expect to let the little prince be deeply injured by the Dao Treasure, if this is to blame, then, that ......" The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and roared: "Little mouse!"

Jiang Taiyuan jumped out of the window, jumped straight down, raised the Pu knife in his hand over his shoulder, the blade was red, and the terrifying killing intent and momentum were swollen towards Yuan Hao's façade.

Yuan Hao was already weak and weak, and at this time, he was pressed by the martial artists who were far above his own realm with killing intent and momentum, and he went straight to the bottom of his bones, as if he was pressed by a rock, and he couldn't move.

All of a sudden, only a soft sound was heard, and the green light appeared, and the sword light flashed, cutting straight at the façade of Jiang Taiyuan. Jiang Taiyuan was taken aback, raised his knife to block, and with a bang, the fire overflowed, the sword and sword qi struck each other, the wind swept suddenly, and the surrounding space was slightly turbulent.

Jiang Taiyuan turned around, landed on a roof, looked for the figure of the person holding the sword, and said coldly, "Senior, what do you mean?" He shouted "senior", as if respectful, but anyone could hear the cold killing intent from his voice.

The sword-wielding man pondered for a while and said, "Brother Jiang, dare to ask if you know what the duties of a martial artist are?"

Jiang Taiyuan was stunned for a long time, snorted, and said, "My duty is to act as ordered. Other than that, no. Pu Dao made a low and strange sound, and red light burst out, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

Seeing this, the sword-wielding man sighed slightly and said, "If Brother Jiang insists on moving that little deacon, then he has to pass the old man's level first, please!"

Jiang Taiyuan said: "The martial arts are not as good as the predecessors, but the prince has his life first, and he has to fight for the little prince if he says anything, and he is willing to fight hard, please!"

Two figures kicked up to the ground and went straight into the night sky, only to hear two "bangs", breaking through the air and heading straight to the high pavilion. At the same time, the sword and the sword qi had already begun to compete, and the battle between the masters began.

The two of them know this well, and there is Fuxian Yamen eyeing the tiger here, it is not suitable to show their hands and feet, it is to put the two of them on the top of the high pavilion, compete in the air, it is still a proper etiquette, you have a knife, I have a sword, three moves to finish, only about fifty percent of the strength to fight.

This is not the method of fighting with all your strength, only fighting techniques, not fighting life and death, so the difference between high and low, victory and defeat is made by two masters, and the judgment is made, and outsiders can intervene.

The people of Fuxian raised their eyes one after another, joining in the excitement, they knew that the martial artists were strong, and they would invite each other to fight every now and then, so it was not strange. But most of them are martial artists in the realm of the executive realm, the realm of Shaochong and other realms, and the masters of the realm of the body and the realm of refinement are able to make the sword qi and sword qi cloudy, the qi is rounded, and the qi can become a mang.

For a while, the whole Fangqu Lu was silent, all of them were looking at the excitement and appreciating the tricks between the masters.

Yuan Hao lay on the ground, hearing the sound of sword strikes and knife splits in his ears, and felt strange in his heart, thinking only of the series of actions of the person holding the sword, all of which were to delay time for himself and fight for opportunities. It's just that I don't know this person, so it's hard to know why I help myself.

When the pain in the meridians disappeared, he hurriedly got up, regardless of his weak body, moved step by step to Dangkang's side, and saw that the blood on his flank stopped on its own, and his face improved a lot, and it was no big problem, and he was very relieved.

He whispered: "Dangkang, Dangkang, you and I are brothers, you help me, I will help you, since you have regained your freedom, don't be arrested again." Okay, I'm going to save Sister Ruoxu, let's meet again. Whether Dangkang listened or not, he reluctantly picked up the mallet and staggered out of the dark alley.

The fight between the two masters on the roof is a vision of heaven and earth, the two of them fight hotly, sometimes the Tao Qi gathers, sometimes it collapses, the air is like a wind flow, fluttering and fluttering, the east side is white, the west side is white, sometimes it flows, it shakes the heavens and the earth, it is too eye-catching.

The Fuxian pedestrians watched the battle wholeheartedly, and they all stopped, screaming in surprise, and even the second child of Jinyulou, the shopkeeper, and the visitors were all looking at each other. Applauding the moves of the two masters, it is brilliant.

Yuan Hao probed to enter, and saw that everyone in Jinyulou was fighting outside the window, sneaking around, and immediately slipped upstairs, and no one noticed along the way. There are more than ten floors in this golden jade building, and there are no less than ten rooms on each floor, if you look for them one by one, you don't know how much time it will take.