Shui Zhu'er had the intention to hunt down Gu Youyou, but the other party's secret weapon master Yu Jing didn't give her a chance. He seems to be just moving, and when he moves, he shocks the earth.

Shui Zhu'er cracked Yu Jing's four darts, and the rain-like silver needles flew over again. The water droplets seem to be in the needle rain, and there is nowhere to avoid it, and there is nowhere to escape.

At this moment, the only thing Shui Zhu'er can rely on is the cicada wing knife in his hand. This knife is also a very famous weapon, once followed one of the seven strange people in the rivers and lakes to fight in the rivers and lakes, helping the knife maniac to repel strong enemies again and again, killing the enemy in fear. Now Shui Zhu'er also relies on the cicada wing knife to protect his life.

Shui Zhu'er gritted her teeth, moved her hands together, opened the night battle Bafang mode, and quickly slashed nine knives in front of her, and the long knife qi formed a knife net, making Yu Jing's flying needles become small fish in the net, and it was difficult to move forward.

Yu Jing did not stay in place, moving quickly in all directions, his hands did not stop, and the needle rain became denser and more urgent. The battle area between the two people is far away, and they dare not get a little closer, so as not to become a pond fish.

"Divine light. "The water droplets are in the middle of the needle rain, and if there is no way to deal with it, it will become a hornet's nest. Shui Zhu'er did not hesitate, let out a loud shout, raised the cicada wing knife with both hands, and poured the internal force of the whole body into it, and a three-foot-long purple knife qi was formed on the knife body, and suddenly slashed towards the needle rain in front of him.

Shui Zhu'er's knife surpassed the previous knife technique, and there was already a trace of knife intent. With a loud bang, Yu Jing's needle rain was split out of a road. The water beads walked with the knife, passing through the road like lightning, and the long knife was like a dragon, slashing towards Yu Jing.

Yu Jing was very surprised, such a powerful needle rain was one of his most proud techniques, but he didn't expect to be forcibly cracked by Shui Zhu'er, and in the face of Shui Zhu'er's strong knife qi, he didn't dare to fight it, so he could only retreat.

The cicada's winged knife of the water beads slashed into the earth, turning the earth beyond recognition, and a three-foot-deep pit could be seen on the ground. Shui Zhu'er understands very well that in the face of the master of hidden weapons, he must not be allowed to free his hands, and he must fight closely.

Shui Zhu'er quickly lifted the knife, and the knife momentum was re-formed, pressing towards Yu Jing. Yu Jing's battle must have some space, and such a close battle is tantamount to giving up all his advantages. But Yu Jing did not panic, but pulled out a dagger from his waist and connected it to the surging water beads long knife.

"Bumper bumper bumper bumper..." The two weapons came into contact many times, making a loud noise, shaking the heavens and the earth twice. Shui Zhu'er and Yu Jing have been in close combat, you come and go, and they are fighting each other.

Yu Jing is a descendant of a secret weapon family, and his close kung fu is not weak, Shui Zhu'er was afraid for a while, but fortunately he didn't take it for granted, otherwise he would have fallen.

Yu Jing held a dagger in his hand and dealt with Shui Zhu'er's cicada wing knife with ease, which made the battle between the two fall into a stalemate, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while. But Wang Ming and Wang Sheng, who were on the left side of Shui Zhuer, encountered a crisis.

Wang Ming and Wang Sheng were originally invincible against the enemy Wu Fei, and they were just able to be undefeated, but after Gu Youyou joined, the situation suddenly changed greatly.

Gu Youyou has cultivated the secret art of the Falling Flower Palace, and he carries a charm that can make men lose themselves. Wang Sheng just glanced at Gu Youyou one more time, and his heart was confused, and his sword movements slowed down a lot, and when he came to his senses, Wu Fei's long knife had already been slashed, cutting straight into his neck.

"Wang Sheng, be careful. Wang Ming wanted to go over to the rescue, but he was entangled by Gu Youyou's scimitar and couldn't pull out at all. When Wang Sheng was only an inch away from his neck, he knew that there was no way to avoid it, so he could only tilt his head to avoid the vital point.

Wu Fei's knife carried a fierce knife qi and cut through the base of his neck, taking away a large piece of flesh and blood.

"Ah......h Wu Fei didn't intend to let him go, the long knife came in one after another, ready to make up for it, and completely sent Wang Ming back to the west.

Wang Sheng was so anxious that he shouted, the long sword was like a torrential rain, smashing away Gu Youyou's scimitar, a flying pounce, and at the last moment, he caught Wu Fei's ruthless long knife and saved Wang Ming. But Gu Youyou is not an ornament, as a contemporary of the Falling Flower Palace, his cultivation is not weak, the scimitar is a bow, and he shoots an arrow at Wang Sheng, who is flying in the air.

Wang Sheng's long sword was competing with Wu Fei's long sword, and he couldn't take it back at all for a while, and Gu Youyou's arrow shot perfectly into his back. After Wang Sheng was hit by an arrow in the back, a feeling of powerlessness rose from his whole body, his hands became soft, and he couldn't even hold a sword, so how could he fight back.

"Wang Sheng......" Yue Ling'er was greatly worried and shouted. How could Hu Lai let Yue Ling'er leave, he suddenly accelerated his attack speed, completely entangled Yue Ling'er and Zhao Ying.

The others of the Qin Sword Sect were the same, they couldn't come out empty, and they watched as Wu Fei's long knife slashed at Wang Sheng's neck, and stabbed into Wang Ming's chest again.

"Wang Ming ......"

"Wang Sheng......"

Everyone in the Qin Sword Sect was compassionate, but there was nothing they could do.

"Hahaha, you don't have to worry, I'll send you to reunite with him right away. Gu Youyou pulled out the long arrow on Wang Sheng's back, and he didn't care about the blood splashed on his face, and he looked at the people of the Qin Sword Sect like a Shura.

"Gu Witch, I, Yue Ling'er, will never die with you. Yue Ling'er shouted angrily. At this moment, Yue Ling'er was very sad in her heart, Wang Ming and Wang Sheng were her childhood playmates, practicing swords together, growing up together, and now the two of them are leaving here.

As the leader, Yue Ling'er felt very guilty and very excited in her heart, and the most taboo thing in the battle was inner chaos.

"Green snake flying rainbow. How could Hu Lai let go of such a good opportunity, with a loud shout, the cyan long sword shot towards Yue Ling'er like electricity.

With a sonorous sound, it hit Yue Ling'er's long sword right now, knocking her long sword away, but fortunately, Yue Ling'er reacted quickly, stretched out her left hand, just held the long sword, pulled a sword flower, and the long wind and waves of the long wind swordsmanship resisted Hu Lai's attack again.

Zhao Ying Feiyu's sword technique followed closely, and he and Yue Ling'er merged with their swords again, and the crisis was resolved.

Yue Ling'er and Zhao Ying have just come into contact with the crisis, and Wang Changfeng and Shui Zhu'er have also encountered a crisis. After Wu Fei and Gu Youyou killed Wang Ming and Wang Sheng, Gu Youyou rushed to the battlefield of Shui Zhu'er, and Wu Fei rushed to the battlefield of Wang Changfeng.

Wang Changfeng and Wang Yunzhen, the southwest stick, are on fire, Wang Changfeng has won the essence of Changfeng's swordsmanship, Changfeng's swordsmanship is elegant and elegant, wearing through Wang Yunzhen's stick shadow, gradually gaining the upper hand, and then trying hard for a moment Victory is in sight, but the sword Wu Fei joined, so that Wang Changfeng fell into danger.

Wang Yunzhen's long stick was like the wind, and he slashed towards Wang Changfeng in the style of splitting Huashan, and Wang Changfeng naturally raised his sword to resist. Wang Changfeng was not afraid of Wang Yunzhen, and there was no mistake in raising his sword to resist, the fault was that Wu Fei had already solved Wang Sheng and Wang Ming, and people followed the sword and rushed towards Wang Changfeng like a meteor.

At this moment, Wang Changfeng's empty door opened, without any obstruction, and with a stabbing sound, Wang Changfeng's lower abdomen was stabbed by Wu Fei. This is still Wang Changfeng Seeing that the situation is wrong, he tried his best to retreat to avoid dying on the spot.

At the same time, Gu Youyou's scimitar carried countless sharp whistles to Shui Zhu'er. Although Shui Zhu'er had been prepared, one against two was still a little inadequate. Gu Youyou's scimitar passed over his back, taking away a bloody streak. Yu Jing, a master of hidden weapons, would not let go of such a good opportunity, and with a wave of his right hand, a hidden weapon flew straight over.

Shui Zhu'er danced the cicada wing knife with all her might, but was still shot by a hidden weapon, and was hit by a dart in her left chest and right leg.

Zhao Ying was in the middle of the battle, but he had been paying attention to Shui Zhu'er, and exclaimed: "Zhu'er ......"

Shui Zhu'er laughed miserably: "Brother Ying, don't worry about me, even if I die, I will pull them to accompany the burial." ”

Zhao Ying cut off his right hand, it was not suitable to fight again, but the enemy was in front of him and had to fight. Fighting for so long has already made Zhao Ying physically and mentally exhausted, and he was distracted by Shui Zhu'er. Hu Lai's green sword suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Ying and cut a cut on his left hand.

"Ah......h At this time, Zhao Ying was really a little panicked, death was not terrible, but he was afraid of becoming a waste. One hand can still bear it, and both hands are gone, so it's better to die.

After Yue Ling'er was injured by Zhao Ying, she had no power to fight back, and she was also cut to the ground by Hu Lai.

"Hahaha, the Qin Sword Sect is nothing more than that. Hu Lai laughed and raised the green sword, preparing to finish Yue Ling'er.

"Master Yue......"

The disciples of the Qin Sword Sect all wailed again and again, and their hearts were like ashes. Zhang Beifeng and Qian Yu are the most excited, as uncle-level figures, they can't even protect the head, which is really embarrassing.

The enemy Zhang Beifeng faced was the jade-faced scholar Zhang Sheng, don't look at Zhang Sheng's face with a smile, but he didn't show mercy, the folding fan had already cut Zhang Beifeng's clothes into a mess. It is very good that Zhang Beifeng can protect himself, let alone rescue Yue Ling'er.

The enemy Qian Yu faced was Tan Hui, the descendant of Tan Leg, and the seventy-two Tan Legs were really like a storm gathering rain, and the only way for Qian Yu to deal with it was to keep making swords, and he didn't dare to slack off. He knew very well that as long as he stopped, it would be his own death.

Hu Lai had the ticket in his hand, walked towards Yue Ling'er step by step, and finally came to Yue Ling'er, looked down at Yue Ling'er carefully, and said, "It looks good, it's a pity." After Hu said, he gestured at Yue Ling'er's neck, raised the green sword, and prepared to let Yue Ling'er leave.

The disciples of the Qin Sword Sect were cold all over, as if they were already in hell. The head of a faction was killed, and the sect had no meaning to exist. It's not just a matter of winning or losing, it's a matter of fighting for luck.

All the disciples of the Qin Sword Sect frantically swords, and some even rushed towards Yue Ling'er at the cost of being seriously injured. Hu Lai watched everything quietly, as if he had watched a wonderful drama, and the green sword slashed towards Yue Ling'er with a gust of wind.

Yue Ling'er was very calm, it turned out that this was death. It turns out that death is like this. Yue Ling'er didn't have a trace of sadness in her heart, nor did she have too many regrets. If there is any regret, it is that I was not able to save Brother Han.

"Brother Han, farewell. ”

"Father, I'm coming for you. ”

Hu Lai's green sword and body, Yue Ling'er could feel the fierce sword qi. Suddenly, a loud shout rang out, shaking the sky.

"How dare you ......"

A gust of wind blew, and Yue Ling'er had disappeared in place. Yue Ling'er was completely drunk, it turned out that she just wanted to hear this voice. Now even if I die, I have no regrets.

"Senior Sister Yue, Senior Sister Yue......" Ye Han shouted twice in a row, and Yue Ling'er woke up and said, "You are finally here." ”

Ye Han said loudly: "I'm here." ”