"Kill!" A roar resounded in the sky, and the Lone Sword Saint and Zhang Zongyuan rushed towards the three of them almost at the same time, the sword in their hands represented their attitude, representing their attitude of not fearing death, in their eyes, they wanted to kill these three people, even if they exchanged their lives for themselves.

Five different weapons collided at the same time, followed by a clashing sound, white light continued to light up, and the faces of the five people were filled with the conviction that they must kill the enemy.

Suddenly, the Lone Sword Saint didn't dodge Jiang Changhong's sword, and the Lone Sword Saint flew away with the sword in his hand, and the target was to directly slash at Jiang Changhong, who was attacking Zhang Zongyuan.

The moment he threw it, two other different weapons also arrived in front of him, and if he didn't dodge, it would definitely penetrate his body, but it was impossible for him to dodge now.

The Lone Sword Saint deserves all his strength to avoid the vital point, and then the sword in Lin Xiyu's hand has already pierced his shoulder, one knife is dangerous, brushing his body, and the other knife is held by him with one hand at the moment when it slashes into the abdomen.

Then there was a roar and he held the knife, and in an instant he pinched and bent, and the whole person kicked Lin Xiyu in the air, this kick was so powerful that Lin Xiyu didn't let go of the hand holding the sword, and used his elbows to resist.

This resistance shook her back more than ten steps, and then the other knife of the Mandarin Duck Twin Blades also slashed directly into the eyes of the Lone Sword Saint.

The Lone Sword Saint didn't dodge at all, but just like Dugu Blood before, a hand actually grabbed his throat directly.

This grasp is far from the effect that Duguxue can achieve, his grasp is enough to pinch his entire neck, but if he really catches it.

Then this knife may be able to kill him, so he understands that it is best for him not to use this trick, but he can only do this.

Just as the knife was about to pierce his eyes, and his hand was about to crush the enemy's throat, a sound of breaking the air came, and he came here almost at an instant faster than the two of them, and it could really be said that the tea time had traveled thousands of miles, and came directly to the middle of them, slamming on the ground, and then the remaining breath shook the two of them and retreated at the same time.

Both men almost always looked sideways at the southern sky.

The Lone Sword Saint turned his head to look, and what was stuck in the ground was a crimson stick, about three feet long and two inches thick.

This kind of weapon is very rare in the rivers and lakes, don't look at only such a small section, in fact, its weight has reached a hundred catties.

The Mandarin Duck Twin Blades felt a sense of oppression coming, and he didn't feel that this stick had come all the way to help the Burning Sun Sect.

Because they have offended too many people, and too many innocents have been affected for this battle, maybe at this critical moment, a first-class master of a big family who has been swallowing his anger will help them, and it is also possible.

But it's not easy for a mayfly to shake a tree!

The mandarin duck swords, once again stared at the stunned Lone Sword Saint, and took a step forward and swung a knife again.

The Lone Sword Saint dodged sideways, and slapped his backhand on the back of his hand, shaking him back.

The long sword in Lin Xiyu's hand directly cut through Zhang Zongyuan's face, although Jiang Changhong's fatal blow was dodged, but then Lin Xiyu's kick kicked him directly away.

The Lone Sword Saint grabbed half of it with his backhand and stuck it on the ground, the black iron rod roared angrily, and he pulled it out in an instant, and the stick technique in his hand suddenly opened and closed, and he was able to do it with ease, if he hadn't seen him use a sword before, he would mistakenly think that this weapon was his real weapon.

In just a few strokes, one of the mandarin duck double knives flew away from his hand and was kicked to the ground.

quickly rushed towards Zhang Zongyuan, who was being besieged.

Lin Xiyu glanced at Jiang Changhong, and the two of them instantly understood, Jiang Changhong turned his head again and rushed towards the Lone Sword Saint, and the two collided together.

The mandarin duck double knife was not idle and quickly picked it up, and the knife in his hand also rushed over, but just as he rushed over, he heard an old and unquestionably domineering voice coming.

"One more step forward, and I'll kill you!"

The Mandarin Duck Twin Knife didn't pay attention to the voice behind him at all, because in his opinion, this voice came from at least a hundred meters away, even if he wanted to kill himself, he had to have tea time.

But he felt that his thought had just emerged, and the moment he hadn't finished thinking about it, he only felt a chill behind him, and he had to stop moving forward, but he slashed it with his backhand, and saw an old man with a fairy wind bone holding the sword in the hand of the Lone Sword Saint before and slashing it down.

The swords collided together at the same time, and the old man did not move an inch, but the mandarin duck double knife took more than ten steps back in a row, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fell to the ground.

If this person is Duguxue, he will recognize it at a glance, it is Nangong Xi's grandfather Nangong Fu before.

Immediately within sight, several disciples also rushed in, including a woman, who was Nangong Xi, who had not been seen for half a year.

Nangong Fu looked down at the Mandarin Duck Twin Blades that fell to the ground, in fact, it was not Nangong Fu's strength, it was not that it was so crushed, but the previous battle between the Mandarin Duck Twin Blades and the Lone Sword Saint had consumed a lot of true qi, plus the two of them were in a hurry to fight, Nangong Fu used all his strength to strike, and he just hurriedly resisted, and was shocked by this blow and broke the meridians, so he fell to the ground and couldn't get up, so he had to stare at him with those eyes full of movement, as if to tell him that if you meddle in this matter, you will definitely die a miserable death.

Nangong Fu didn't pay attention to him at all, but set his eyes on the other two people.

The situation at this moment is not optimistic, Zhang Zongyuan didn't know when he was already half-kneeling on the ground and couldn't stand up, the wounds on his hands and hands were constantly emitting black gas, if he didn't guess wrong, it was a kind of poison.

Zhang Zongyuan definitely can't continue to fight at this moment, if he fights again, it will only make the toxin spread faster, so that he will go to see the Lord of Yama who he shouldn't see earlier.

The Lone Sword Saint shook the black iron rod in his hand with one against two, and although he was at a disadvantage, he still did not retreat.

Nangong Fu raised his hand and threw out a jade bottle, Zhang Zongyuan heard the voice, grabbed it, and set his eyes on Nangong Fu who came to support, Nangong Fu nodded at him, meaning that eating this will help alleviate toxins.

Zhang Zongyuan looked at the mandarin duck double knife that fell to the ground, and then he put his mind at ease, opened the bottle, took the pill in it, and sat cross-legged on the ground to mobilize his true qi to discharge the toxins running in his body out of his body.

Qiu Sheng killed another junior general who blocked him, and then set his eyes in the direction of the battle just now, and then he saw a person he was familiar with, and he hurriedly shouted: "Nangong girl, Brother Dugu is trapped there." After saying that, he fell into a bitter battle again.

Nangong Xi naturally looked at the room when he heard this, the material was extremely large, and at some point, a huge stone had fallen to block the door and window, and if he wanted to enter the house, he had to break these stones.

She ignored the few disciples who followed her, and instead rushed straight to the house.

As soon as the several disciples beside him saw that Nangong Xi had rushed out, they also hurriedly followed behind him, quickly dealing with the disciples of the Burning Sun Sect who rushed up.

In almost a moment, they had come to the front of the house, but standing under the boulder, they had some doubts, such a large stone could not break it at all, so there was only another way to break the wall.

Without the slightest hesitation, Nangong Xi pulled out the sword in her hand and stabbed it fiercely at the wall, but what she didn't expect was that this wall couldn't even pierce the sword in her hand.

The sword in her hand can be described as sharpening iron as clay, and it can't even penetrate a wall.

This made her froze in place for a moment, and then she looked at the wall again, and she realized that the walls of this huge house were probably made of extremely special materials, and weapons could not split it at all.

Lin Xiyu's beautiful eyebrows slowly stared at Nangong Fu who came to help, those eyes were full of viciousness for a moment, but they returned to their usual state in a moment.

He waved his hand at Jiang Changhong and said with a chuckle: "How do you feel that a few old guys are here, don't you think it's invincible to deal with me and this junior who fell to the ground?"

Nangong Fu directly interrupted him and said: "As long as we can win, how can we not win, is it possible that we still want to be like Song Xianggong?"

Lin Xiyudai's eyebrows frowned slightly, she slowly took two steps back, and Jiang Changhong took three steps back to the left.

The Lone Sword Saint hurriedly spoke, "Interrupt them!" Before Nangong Fu could react, he rushed forward directly.

His target was Lin Xiyu, who had retreated just now, and he knew that Lin Xiyu would use all kinds of secret weapons he had seen before, and each of his hidden weapons was full of poison, and once he was infected, he would not be able to stand up at all.

Although he is also good at using hidden weapons to mix poison and detoxify, it is impossible for him to solve the toxins on his body in such a short period of time, so he can only step forward to interrupt Lin Xiyu.

Nangong Fu was just about to step forward when he was stopped by Jiang Changhong, who was standing aside, with a sword, and the two swords collided together in an instant, so fast that it made people feel that they could only see their afterimages.

"Look for death!" Nangong Fu roared, the swordsmanship in his hand became more unfathomable, and Jiang Changhong did not retreat in the slightest, but because the two of them couldn't tell the winner for a while.

Immediately after Jiang Changhong turned sideways, the sword in his hand instantly slashed at his feet.

Nangong Fu jumped up directly in mid-air, slashing at Jiang Changhong's head from top to bottom, and coated a layer of true qi on the surface of the sword, the speed of the sword qi was even faster and faster than the speed of the falling sword!

The sword in Jiang Changhong's hand also slashed upwards in an instant, the sword that slashed at Nangong Fu's legs just now was fake, and it was true to use this short time to transport true qi.

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