And although this move repelled the four of them and did not dare to step forward easily, it also greatly consumed the green fox. The four members of the Chaoying clan were all injured to varying degrees, or were affected by the palm power of the Qing Xuanyi, but the Qing Xuanqi could no longer support it, and actually knelt on one knee, supporting his body with both hands, spitting blood from his mouth, his face was pale, and he trembled like chaff, and it seemed that it was time to go away.

When everyone hesitated, they were afraid that the green fox was a trick to lure the enemy, and they didn't know whether to step forward to solve the life of the green fox, suddenly the birds in the forest were frightened, the moon was dim, and the wind was blowing, everyone looked up for some reason, only to see the black shadow flashing overhead, and a murderous aura came to the face. The campfire not far away also jumped strangely, and it was extinguished in an instant, and the surroundings were suddenly pitch black, and even the moonlight was obscured by the shadows of the tall trees. The four daughters of the Chaoying clan couldn't see where Qing Qiqi was for a while, but this had no effect on Qing Qiyi. But although he could vaguely distinguish the location of the four women, he had no strength left to attack.

Then Jinyu shouted loudly: "What the hell are you doing, don't show up quickly!" Suddenly Jinyu screamed, and the other three girls were shocked, only hearing Jinyu's screams but not knowing what had happened, Yiran hurriedly shouted: "Jinyu, Jinyu, what's wrong, what's going on?" But no one responded. But how could a big living person suddenly disappear? Everyone could not see the surrounding environment, and they had no bottom in their hearts, so they were naturally terrified. Jinyu didn't reply for a long time, thinking about the good is to be knocked unconscious, if you think about the bad, I'm afraid that you have already encountered a poisonous hand. The more she thought about it, the more panicked she became, and she couldn't help but subconsciously follow the sound and start moving.

Yi Ran suddenly bumped into someone's arms as she retreated, and she asked, "Yanxin, mountain ghost, did I meet you?" But Yanxin and the mountain ghost both responded: "No, we haven't touched you." Yi Ran could hear that the voice was still more than ten steps away from herself, her heart was cold, her mind was suddenly blank, and she subconsciously turned her head back, only to see a flash of silver light behind her, and the strange light refracted by the dark iron mask made Yi Ran scream in shock, but in the next second, her frightened expression was forever frozen on her face, and the screams stopped abruptly, and there was an extra bloody human hand on her chest. The person who came pulled out the bloody hand, and Na Yiran's body immediately fell to the ground, blood still flowing, and the air was full of the smell of blood.

Yan Xin and the mountain ghost heard Yi Ran's cry, and hurried to the direction where the sound came from, but the closer they got, the stronger the smell of blood became, Yan Xin only felt that the ground under his feet became slimy, so he leaned over and dipped some with his fingers, sniffed carefully, a strong smell of blood drilled into her nose, her body trembled a little, and a touch of silver gray flashed in front of her eyes, illuminating the scarlet blood stains on the tips of her snow-white fingers, she suddenly looked up, but before she could even shout, she was slapped in the chest. This palm only broke the meridians around her body, and a cloud of blood mist burst out of her chest, and another cold corpse collapsed limply at the feet of the man wearing the dark iron mask. On top of the cold mask, there were only specks of blood like plum blossoms.

"That pill can allow you to use the Yin and Yang Devouring Heart Palm as you like, but the price is still to overdraw your internal strength and damage your meridians, but you don't feel pain anymore, and these injuries will accumulate and explode in an instant. Go, kill the remnants of the Eagle Clan, and bring back the sword and snow for this king. Ying Wujian sat on the dragon chair in the palace hall with a wine glass, and said to himself with an evil face.

The night seemed to be particularly long, and there was still no sign of dawn. However, the rolling thunder in the sky and the dark clouds of reunion seemed to indicate that a rainstorm was coming.

Even the last trace of moonlight was covered by dark clouds, and Xiao Wuxian, who had already lost his sense of self, killed three people in a row like a killing tool, without much effort, and Qing Xuanqi and the remaining mountain ghosts had not yet figured out the situation in front of them. I only felt that I was wrapped in a blood mist, and the extremely pungent and heavy smell of blood permeated. The mountain ghost was already frightened and wanted to hide her breath and escape, but as soon as she turned around, she bumped into something. She hurriedly looked up, it was still pitch black in front of her, and then looked up, the dim light refracted by the dark iron mask pierced her eyes like a sharp sword piercing the heart, she trembled, the godless eyes under the mask were already as terrifying as demons at this time, the mountain ghost hurriedly turned around and ran away, Xiao Wuxian slowly raised his hands, the internal force whirled out, intercepting the way of the mountain ghost, Xiao Wuxian flew up again, and let out a low roar like a beast in his mouth, and even several palms hit the mountain ghost. The bones were shattered, the meridians were broken, and they exploded, scattering into quickly minced flesh, and bursting out with clumps of blood mist.

In the blink of an eye, four of the so-called ten warriors of the Chaoying Clan had died under Xiao Wuxi's palm. At this time, Xiao Wuxian was full of anger, the heavy smell of blood was even more murderous, and the cold dark iron mask added a bit of oppression. Xiao Bieli's own martial arts foundation is not low, and the pill amplified its internal force is even more terrifying. Today's Xiao Wuxian is like a demon crawling out of the underworld, killing decisively, without emotion and pain, and even the consciousness of independent thinking is no longer there, let alone the memory of the past.

The desolate wind was whistling in his ears, and the surroundings were suddenly much quieter, but the smell of blood was getting heavier and heavier, coupled with the large and small sounds made by the four girls before they died, and the flickering figure, which made Qing Xuanqi also puzzled, and thought to himself: "Could it be that the four girls of the Chaoying Clan are dead? Their martial arts are not low, who can kill the four of them so easily in such a short time?"

Suddenly, a thunderbolt exploded overhead, and the light of the lightning illuminated the land that was still red with blood, and the rolling thunder echoed in the green man's ears, affecting him to listen to the footsteps. "Who is it? Who is there?" Qing Xianqi vaguely felt that there was a person standing in front of him, and Xiao Wuxi's figure flashed, and he came behind Qing Xuanyi. Qing Xuanyi turned around vigilantly and took a few steps back. The wind grew stronger, whistling over the branches, and the rustling sound revealed a bit of weirdness. The big clouds were entangled, twisted, entangled, churned, torn, and torn apart, and behind the dark clouds, the blue sky was faintly visible.

A string of muffled thunder flashed in the sky, and the roaring thunder, like a war drum, echoed in the forest, making the sky tremble. The lightning pierced the dark clouds, as if to split the dim sky in half, and that moment of light illuminated Xiao Wuxi's silver-gray dark iron mask, Xiao Wuji's beard danced wildly in the wind, his hands were stained with blood, and his clothes were ragged, standing in front of the green and fierce.

Qing Xuan's eyes rolled, his ears only had the endless sound of the wind, the rustle of the woods and the rolling thunder, but he couldn't hear anyone's footsteps, which made him even more frightened, and his hanging heart had already reached his throat, he kept slowly retreating, trying to escape from this place at the right time, and now his internal strength was exhausted, but anyone who knew martial arts could not escape death, not to mention the master who could kill the four daughters of the Chaoying clan in one fell swoop. There was an unprecedented sense of oppression and fear in the bottom of his heart, as if he was about to suffocate, just as he was about to turn around and escape, Xiao Wuxian jumped in front of him, grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

Qing Xuan's face was pale, and his hands grabbed Xiao Wuxian's skinny right hand, his legs kicked weakly, struggling to the death, but he couldn't shake Xiao Wuxi. The ugly face of the green fox became more and more hideous because of the pain, his breath became weaker and weaker, and after a while, he was already angry, his face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, his lips were cyanotic, and his mouth was weakly open trying to take another breath, and the green man's mind became more and more blurred.

Xiao Wuxian just roared in a low voice, his right hand was already full of scratches, and the green tendons were exposed, and the last trace of strength could break the neck of the green man.

"You...... Result...... Who is it?" Qing Wuxi's legs hung down weakly, and he desperately raised his hands to grab Xiao Wuxian's shoulders, but Xiao Wuxian did not answer his question, and after a crisp "click" sound, Qing Xuanyi's neck bone was twisted off by Xiao Wuxian, and the last trace of qi also drifted away, and his hands slid weakly from Xiao Wuxian's shoulders, leaving only two bloody handprints. Qing Xuanyi's head was resting on the side, his empty eyes were already lifeless, Xiao Wuxian threw his corpse on the ground casually, and walked slowly towards Mengyao Mountain. The four daughters of the Chaoying clan and the Qingqi who were guarding under the mountain all died tragically and Xiao Wuxian was in the palm of his hand, but that Xuanyi was unconscious due to internal injuries and escaped.

At this time on the mountain, Chu Qing'an and Liangge, Sheng Mohai and Yuli, Jiang Jiangtian and Nan Xiangzi were in a good fight, Zhongli begged to see the six of him for a while, and couldn't help but itch, so he handed the rope in his hand to Sima Xuan beside him, and said to him: "Big brother, you are looking at Dao Xueke here, I really can't stand it!"

Zhu Qingqiu fought fiercely for a long time, but he was unable to support it anymore, blood oozed from his ten fingers, dyed the strings red, his cheeks suddenly lost blood, his eyebrows frowned slightly, his eyes were closed, and the injuries that he had forcibly suppressed before also broke out, spurting out a mouthful of blood and dripping on the Qinghuai qin, and he also fainted beside Ren Shanhuai. Rao Mengli and Luo Baiyi had just finished bandaging their respective wounds and applied some medicine, but they couldn't use force yet, seeing that Zhu Qingqiu had fainted, they hurriedly helped Ren Shanhuai and Zhu Qingqiu to the hall.

Lijiangjiu's face was much better, and Luo Baiyi and the others helped Zhu Qingqiu and the others to Lijiangjiu's side and said, "There are seniors." Lijiang Wine said: "Leave it to me." Be careful. After that, they began to heal Ren Shanhuai and Zhu Qingqiu, while Luo Baiyi and Rao Mengli rushed out of the hall to help in the courtyard.

Liu Yuanjun saw that four of the five people of the Chaoying Clan had fallen into a fierce battle, and it was difficult to get out, but Sima Xuan was still guarding beside Dao Xueke, who was already powerless to struggle, and was tightly bound by the rope and couldn't move. The other end of the rope was still in Sima Xuan's hand, and Sima Xuan was also observing the situation of his companions. And Liu Yuanjun gave Luo Baiyi and Rao Mengli a look, tilted his head slightly, and motioned for them to attack Sima Xuan with her from the other direction, and took the opportunity to snatch back Daoxueke. Luo Baiyi and Rao Mengli met, and walked around behind Sima Xuan.

As the eldest brother of the Chaoying Clan, Sima Xuan is the highest among all in terms of age and martial arts, and he acts cautiously and calmly. Suddenly, there was a very fast footstep behind him, and he immediately dodged sideways, Luo Baiyi fell into the air with one foot, and before he could stand firmly, he flew up again, but Sima Xuan saw the flaw, leaned over and rolled over the ground, grabbed it from behind Luo Baiyi, fell over the shoulder, and slammed it to the ground. The impact of this collision was not small, and Luo Baiyi stood up strongly, but he was also a little staggering. Sima Xuan was about to fight Luo Baiyi again, and there was a swishing sound behind him three times, so he took out the sickle behind his back, turned around and swirled and waved quickly, blocking the flying golden feathers one by one.

Luo Baiyi flew up, landed beside Rao Mengli, and confronted that Sima Xuan, Sima Xuan sneered and said: "It seems that you Central Plains martial arts have no skills, you only like sneak attacks." Luo Baiyi was furious when he heard this, so he said, "Master, let you see the power of the Central Plains Martial Arts!" With that, he leaned over Sima Xuan again. Sima Xuan was about to swing his sickle forward and slash, and Liu Yuanjun's voice behind him sounded: "Holding a weapon to bully a person with injured hands and bare hands, is this what you Chaoying Clan is capable of!"

Liu Yuanjun rose to the sky, the two silver spears in his hands were chopped down, Sima Xuan turned around to block, put the sickle in front of him, and forcibly blocked Liu Yuanjun's two guns. The two were each shaken back a few steps and froze. Liu Yuanjun's face was heavy, and he said to Rao Mengli and Luo Baiyi: "You go to save Ah Xue first, leave it to me here!" Rao Mengli and Luo Baiyi heard this, and they were about to step forward to untie the rope for Dao Xueke, but before the hand touched Dao Xueke, a cold wind came, and the sickle flashing with cold light slashed over, so startled that Rao Mengli withdrew his hand and crashed into Luo Baiyi's arms.

Liu Yuanjun flew to block the direction of Sima Xuan's sickle, sealed the sickle with one shot, and stabbed Sima Xuan in the chest with one shot. Sima Xuan let go of his hands, clenched his fists and hit Liu Yuanjun's lower abdomen, Liu Yuanjun couldn't dodge the two punches in his body, and his body retreated violently, Sima Xuan took the falling sickle again, looked at Liu Yuanjun, and there was already a little more anger in his eyes. "Your opponent is me!" Liu Yuanjun said directly to Sima Xuan. Sima Xuan gritted his teeth and refused to step forward for a long time, just in case the two behind him took the opportunity to rescue Dao Xueke, so he had to give up. Seeing that he refused to step forward easily, Liu Yuanjun took the initiative to attack and stabbed him with a shot.

Sima Xuan's sickle changed extremely quickly in both hands, the cold light filled the sky, the sword light and sword shadow, murderous, four or five knives were split in an instant, and the knife qi went straight to Liu Yuanjun, but Sima Xuan was still standing in place, not moving.

Liu Yuanjun jumped up lightly, the silver spear in his hand was cold and bright, the head of the spear was wrapped in frost, an extremely biting cold wind blew, and the two silver rays turned into two silver dragons, roaring and rushing towards the sword qi, the sword qi and the silver dragon collided together, and disappeared in an instant. Liu Yuanjun's silver spear did not stop, piercing the clouds and smoke directly to Sima Xuan's chest. Sima Xuan leaned over and flashed, the sickle in his hand slashed upwards in reverse, Liu Yuanjun overlapped his two guns, blocking the knife, and the two shots stuck the sickle in the middle, and the two were inseparable for a while.

Sima Xuan's back was exposed to Rao Mengli and Luo Baiyi, but he still didn't leave Dao Xueke, and the two couldn't find a chance to come to the rescue. Luo Baiyi whispered to Rao Mengli: "Xiaoli, quickly use your golden feather to shoot the back of the person who made the sickle!" Rao Mengli hesitated a little when she heard this: "But is this detrimental to the morality of the rivers and lakes?" Luo Baiyi rolled her eyes when she heard this, and hurriedly said: "Silly girl, are we still less sneak attacks today? At such an urgent moment, what kind of morality can you talk about, and the morality of the rivers and lakes can be eaten as food! If you don't make a move, not only will you not be able to save the old knife, but even Senior Sister Liu will be injured!"

Rao Mengli felt that it was reasonable, so he took out a few pieces of golden feathers from his sleeve, held them in his left hand, held his breath, aimed at Sima Xuan's back, and threw it out, Sima Xuan's front was restrained by Liu Yuanjun, and he didn't have time to take precautions, so he was shot in the back by the golden feather, only to feel dizzy, his hands and feet were sore, and he was in a trance.

"Big brother!" When the other four people saw it, they all hurriedly shouted, wanting to get out and save Sima Xuan, but Nan Xiangzi and the others didn't stop there. Sheng Mohai's internal force was also on the verge of exhaustion, he turned his hand and sleeves, and finally pushed forward, the overwhelming internal force overturned Yuli and Zhongli Qiu to the ground, vomiting blood again and again, Sheng Mohai's face was pale, he spit out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground, covered his chest in pain, and hurriedly meditated and breathed. Jiang Jiang wanted to return the gun to stab Liu Yuanjun, but was severely injured by Nan Xiangzi's sword behind him, and his clothes were already bloodstained on his back. Liang Ge, who fought with Chu Qing'an, was also eager to save people's hearts, and didn't want to be stabbed in the shoulder by Chu Qing'an, so he crawled to Sima Xuan's side with the people of the Eagle Clan, helped him up, and didn't care about catching the knife snowman, glanced at each other, and flew up together, wanting to escape from the courtyard and leave down the mountain.

Liu Yuanjun and the others were also exhausted, and after untying the rope of Dao Xueke, everyone immediately sat down cross-legged, meditating and pranayama, unable to chase after the people of the Chaoying Clan.

The thunder was getting closer and clearer, and the churning clouds were like the inky blue sea, and the waves were so turbulent that it was difficult to calm down, and it seemed that a downpour was about to fall.

The five members of the Chaoying Clan, who had already jumped out of the courtyard wall, fell into the courtyard one by one, their faces were pale, and their mouths were spitting blood, as if they had been hit hard, covering their abdomen and wailing again and again. Liu Yuanjun and the others opened their eyes to look, only to see a dark figure standing on the wall, and looked closely, the man was barefoot, his hands and feet were full of blood, his clothes were ragged, his beard was gray, scattered in the wind, and his face was afraid of a dark iron beast, and his eyes were extremely hollow, as if he was blind.

Although Rao Mengli couldn't tell who this person was, she vaguely felt that this person's figure was a little familiar, and it seemed to be very kind.