Li Ren's speed was extremely fast, but the Long Xiao Sky Breaking Spear in Xiao Mufeng's hand was not slow, and when he missed, he turned to a sweep and swept towards Li Ren on the left.

As the leader of the Nighthawk Gang, Li Ren was naturally skilled, and he saw him move slightly, like a ghost, but in the blink of an eye, he shook from the left side to the right, and the scimitar in his hand hooked Xiao Mufeng's right rib.

The other party's move made Xiao Mufeng surprised, his speed was unexpected, and he had no choice but to take a step back, but the Long Xiao Sky Breaking Spear in his hand was not idle, but moved from the left to the right.

Li Ren grinned, moved under his feet again, and in the blink of an eye, he avoided the spear again, and came behind Xiao Mufeng, the scimitar in his hand was called "Haoyue", and at this time, the Haoyue scimitar had been cut towards the opponent's neck.

Xiao Mufeng did not turn around, but put his left hand down, and sent his right hand back, bypassing the Long Xiao Sky Breaking Spear, the person did not look back, but shot backwards, this shot was urgent and fast, just in time to stab the opponent's lower abdomen before the scimitar.

Unexpectedly, the other party was silent, and in a blink of an eye, it was a shot, Li Ren reacted quickly enough, saw this and hurriedly retreated, from attack to defense, and the scimitar in his hand fell; I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the falling scimitar just hit the barrel of the gun, so he hooked the spear with the knife and pulled it out.

Xiao Mufeng suddenly felt a strong pull of the Long Xiao Sky Breaking Spear and pulled outward, the other party was full of strength, he pulled hard but to no avail, seeing that his right hand was about to be unable to hold the spear, in desperation, he had to turn around, and his left hand shook the barrel of the spear, and both hands were used at the same time, so that the spear was stabilized.

One pulled and one pulled, it seemed that the two were evenly matched, and neither was weaker than the other; the stalemate between the two only lasted for a few breaths, and then Li Ren lifted and put the scimitar down, his body moved to one side, and his feet moved, and he attacked from the left side again.

Xiao Mufeng was not in a hurry, he put the Long Xiao Sky Breaking Spear back slightly, and then waved the Long Xiao Sky Breaking Spear with both hands in turn, the spear quickly changed positions in his hand, and the gun shadow kept showing left and right front and back, and his whole person was wrapped in the gun shadow; 。

Xiao Mufeng knew that he was difficult to defeat Li Ren alone, so he had to make this move, so that Li Ren couldn't get close for the time being, and hoped that his two brothers could solve their respective opponents as soon as possible and help him again.

Looking at Chen Feifei's side again, one against three, one of them stabbed the long sword in his left rib, he had to retreat, put away the sun knife in front of him, and skimmed to the left side to face the man's coming sword;

At this time, Chen Feifei withdrew the knife that met him head-on, and turned to resist the attack on the left, so it seemed that he was indeed a little stretched, and it could be said that he was full of flaws in the face of the three people, but the thorn eagle was still cautious, and did not step forward for a long time, following behind the person who rushed forward to kill him, ready to wait for the opportunity to move.

In front of the enemy, Chen Feifei did not use the phantom spirit sword behind him, nor did he use the sword spirit on the side, and the Burning Sun Sword in his right hand was also resisting the long sword from the left side;

The speed of this sword qi was extremely fast, not to mention that it flew over unexpectedly, and when the person in front of him found out, it was too late; he saw that he switched from attack to defense, and withdrew his long sword to block the sword qi in front of him, but the sword qi was too fast, and when he was caught off guard, it had already pierced through the lower abdomen.

There was a sharp pain in the lower abdomen, and seeing the blood in his body gurgling out along the blood hole, he couldn't cover it, and the man regretted it in his heart, because he was too light on the enemy, it was too late, and now he was going to die here.

Chen Feifei didn't step forward to make up for another knife, and he didn't care if the person was dead or alive, but took a step back from the knife. In the face of several people, he was still cautious and accepted it when he saw it.

The man on the left was stunned for a moment, but quickly rushed forward again with his sword in hand, while the man in front of him was pushed forward by the thorn eagle behind him, and staggered and pounced.

Facing the two of them coming at the same time, Chen Feifei no longer retreated, avoiding the person in front of him, and the Sun Knife in his right hand once again greeted the person on the left, and the sword spirit was still not moving. At this moment, the Thorn Eagle jumped high, jumped over the seriously injured person in front of him, and stabbed Chen Feifei in the throat from top to bottom.

I don't want to, Chen Feifei is void to the left, and he saw the Burning Sun Knife in his right hand, and a purple sword qi in his left hand flew out in the blink of an eye, and the person on the left had already raised the spirit of the twelve this time, and hurriedly put away the sword to block; this time it was just in time, the two collided, and the person was shocked back a step, and there was a sword mark on the long sword in his hand, which surprised him, and he immediately understood that the opponent in front of him was something he couldn't provoke.

Looking at the two people in front of him again, one up and down, but the person below was pierced through the lower abdomen, and he had long lost his fighting spirit, Chen Feifei hurriedly slapped forward with his left hand and repelled it, and the red silk dagger in the hand of the thorn eagle above had already arrived in front of him, and at this moment there was no way to avoid it, and the Sun Knife in his right hand met it.

Unexpectedly, the dagger slashed across the blade, and I saw the thorn eagle's body slanting, his feet hitting the ground, and bending down, turning to attack Chen Feifei's right waist. The other party was skilled, but Chen Feifei was not far behind, he took two sharp steps back, and the Sun Knife in his hand once again blocked the front of the red silk dagger.

Compared with his two brothers, Zhang Xiaohua's side is much easier, the two people he faces are ordinary disciples of the Nighthawk Gang, he is not lightly opposed, but he seems calm.

Seeing that the cold sword in his left hand was blocked forward, stopping the long sword attack of one of them, while the other wanted to sneak attack behind him, Zhang Xiaohua saw this and hurriedly stepped to the right, and the summer sword in his right hand stretched forward, blocking the other party's way in time. In terms of skill, Zhang Xiaohua is much higher than the two people in front of him, and such a pair of two can easily deal with it.

The man on the left saw Zhang Xiaohua put away his sword to the right, thinking that he had an opportunity, but he expected that the other party could not take care of the left and right, so he took a step forward and probed Zhang Xiaohua's left rib with the long sword in his hand.

There is a gap in the strength of the two sides, in Zhang Xiaohua's opinion, the other party's speed is too slow, I saw him put away the summer sword in his right hand, and his body retreated, avoiding the opponent's sword on the left side;

With two kicks in a row, the man's right arm was useless, hanging on the right side of his body, looking soft and weak, and the long sword in his hand also fell to the ground. The twenty-three earth-splitting leg method taught by the head of the Sky Raiding Dao benefited Zhang Xiaohua a lot, and with his own light skills, ordinary disciples were not his opponents at all.

The person on the left was no longer afraid, and the cold and summer swords in Zhang Xiaohua's hand were facing the person on the right again, and rushed over from top to bottom.