When Xiao Tianquan dealt with the seven weapons, Wang Tong was not idle, and the Xuanyuan Sword resisted, suppressed, and fixed Xiao Tianquan. Then when the seven weapons attacked Xiao Tianquan's side, the Xuanyuan Sword split into seven sub-swords, which were suspended in the air and charged.

After Xiao Tianquan knocked back the four weapons, he saw the seven Xuanyuan swords that suddenly appeared, and his face turned pale with fright. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when I found that four of them were attacking the seven people behind them, and they didn't attack themselves. A few thoughts flashed through my heart: Dead Dao friends, immortal poor Dao! Let you attack me indiscriminately, retribution, you can ask for more blessings! I cheered up and dealt with the attacks of the remaining three pig teammates.

The four Xuanyuan swords flew backwards, just stuck when the attack of the Fish Scale Sword, the Qiushui Sword, and the Heartless Sword had been decided, and the old force had exhausted the new power before it was born, so they couldn't change their moves.

The four black-clothed ghost-faced men who surrounded Wang Tong couldn't help but open their eyes when they saw the flying sword flying towards them, revealing a look of fear. Immediately move your position and desperately recall your weapon.

The three Tsing Yi face painters secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this, and they made mistakes and continued to attack Xiao Tianquan.

Time is life, and it manifests itself in this moment. The four Xuanyuan swords flew in front, followed by the Goujian Sword, the Tang Knife, the Full Moon Scimitar, and the Nine Ring Knife.

Like a supersonic missile, the Xuanyuan Sword flew in front, and bursts of sonic booms sounded in the rear, forming air turbulence, which hindered the pursuit of the weapons behind.

The four of them couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and used twelve successful forces to dodge and withdraw their weapons, but this series of dazzling actions were all ineffective.

The four figures were locked by the missile, using all their skills to make various evasive actions, but they were locked to death by the spirit. Where they moved, the Xuanyuan Sword chased after them, tracking 360 degrees without dead ends.

Seeing that they couldn't get rid of the pursuit, the four of them threw punches, palms, shots, and claws. The big fist shadow of the football formed by the demonic qi hit the tip of the sword, trying to resist; the big palm of the fan full of demonic qi hit the blade of the sword, trying to miss; the two palms filled with demonic qi were closed, flashing metallic luster, trying to clamp the sword body; the five thick and demonic big claws condensed by the demonic qi grabbed the sword body and wanted to grasp it.

The black-clothed ghost-faced man who used the Goujian sword blocked the tip of the sword with his fist, and his fists were cut by the sword qi, and the back of his hand was drenched in blood, the skin was open, and the white bones were scarred. Finally, after throwing dozens of punches, he grabbed the Gou Jian Sword and entangled with the Xuanyuan Zi Sword.

The more he fought, the more frightened he became, the more frightened he became, is Dongtian so strong? An old man and a young man beat us to the ground! The strength of the Xuanyuan Zijian rebounded, making his arm numb, the internal injuries in his body aggravated, and there was a faint pain in his internal organs. He held back the blood that was about to spurt out of his mouth, and at this time, the blood would only be hit harder, and he could only grit his teeth and struggle to support it.

The black-clothed ghost-faced man of the Tang knife, the left palm of Pu Fan's big hand was slashed by the Xuanyuan sword, and the blood flowed and the bones were visible. Fortunately, his Tang knife was powerful, and after pushing his palm and splitting his palm for dozens of times, he returned to his right hand. Tang Dao and Xuanyuan Zijian were in a stalemate.

The black-clothed ghost-faced man of the Nine Ring Knife put his palms together, and his palms shimmering with metallic luster clamped the tip of the Xuanyuan Sword, and a burst of sparks flashed. When he saw that the tip of the sword was exposed to his palm, he couldn't help but leave a cold sweat, and used his twelve strength to clamp the sword body. Xuanyuan's sword suddenly shook left and right, causing his hands to be numb and painful, and then he accelerated, broke free of his hands, and hit him in the chest.

He was so frightened that his soul was so frightened that he fell down, and was pierced by the Xuanyuan Sword through the left pipa bone, driving his body, and leaning back, and a stream of blood burst out from the wound. Zijian circled behind him and slashed at his neck. He made the Nine Rings Sword resist. With a bang, the nine-ring sword with little demonic energy inside was struck away by the Xuanyuan sword. His divine consciousness in the Nine Ring Knife was also dispersed, and he felt a sharp pain in his brain, and his reaction was slow for a moment. At this moment, it cost him his life.

I saw Xuanyuan Zijian make a sharp turn, insert into his dantian, rotate and shatter its dantian, shatter the internal organs, and then pierce it from the back, and then cut his throat, and he fell down with a "ho ho" in his mouth and fell at the gate of the cave.

The black-clothed ghost-faced man who used the full moon scimitar used demonic claws and did not catch the Xuanyuan sword. It can only be blocked with claws, and with a click, the claws are cut off. He rushed left and right, jumping up and down, blocking and retreating, unable to get rid of the sword qi of Xuanyuanzi, so he desperately got up. The two-handed claws struck, ignoring the pain of the ten fingers, blocking the Xuanyuan sword. However, the claws infused with demonic energy could not resist the Xuanyuan Sword after all. Several of his fingernails fell off and his fingers were dripping blood.

These efforts were not fruitless, and finally got back the full moon scimitar. He couldn't help but lift his spirits, like a full moon scimitar filled with demonic energy. The Imperial Envoy's Full Moon Scimitar spun like a flywheel, striking and blocking the Xuanyuan Sword. Ding, ding, sparks, and the blade of the full moon scimitar struck with the blade of the sword. Feeling that the blade of the full moon scimitar was cut off, he couldn't help but feel a heartache, and his heart was dripping blood, this is a treasure knife that he finally built!

Before he could recover from his heartbroken emotions, he felt a tingling pain, a cold feeling coming from behind him, and another Xuanyuan Zi Sword pierced through his back, swirling and shattering his dantian and internal organs, flying out with blood flowers.

He gave a look of disbelief and glanced ahead, where did this sword come from?, and the sword circled around and slit his throat, and he stared at the front in a dead eye. It seems to ask again: Why do you use two swords against me? The full moon scimitar lost the control of its master, and was knocked out of the air, breaking into four sections.

The four Xuanyuan swords shuttle, straight stab, cross slash, elliptical cut, or elliptical flying attack, or semi-circle attack, or straight stab attack, or cross attack, and finally the two swords cooperate with each other to besiege and kill the four demons.

All of these attacks occur almost simultaneously, at short intervals, dizzying and dazzling.

The four Xuanyuan swords, after killing the two black-clothed ghost-faced people and injuring the two black-clothed ghost-faced people, consumed a large amount of true qi, and they were taken back by Wang Tong's divine sense, and suspended around Wang Tong to replenish their true qi. At this time, Xiao Tianquan just dodged the attack of the Heartless Sword.

Wang Tong seized the opportunity, and every time Xiao Tianquan repelled a sword, he sent out a Xuanyuan sword. The last three Xuanyuan swords, only one step ahead of the Fish Scale Sword, the Qiushui Sword, and the Heartless Sword, attacked their masters. It seems that Wang Tong and Xiao Tianquan are cooperating to attack the Tsing Yi face man. was so angry that Xiao Tianquan wanted to scold.

Xiao Tianquan had just struck away the Heartless Sword and was on strict guard against the four Xuanyuan Swords around Wang Tong, but he finally didn't hold back, and scolded loudly: "Shameless thief! Do you have a deep grudge against our demon clan? How can you kill the demon clan!"

Wang Tong was not fooled, and did not admit to hating monsters, so as not to make enemies for no reason, and said calmly: "I don't kill good monsters." But bad monsters, kill one when you meet them! You rob and plunder, and everyone will be punished!"

Xiao Tianquan said: "Damn! dare to underestimate me!" Then with a move of the "Giant Spirit Hand" with his left hand, a black-gold energy palm struck Wang Tong. Wang Tong flew away from it.

"Boy, don't hide if you have the ability! ”

"You're stupid! Who would stand still and be beaten!"

While talking here, the attack on that side did not stop, and the three Xuanyuan Swords, the Fish Scale Sword, the Qiushui Sword, and the Heartless Sword once again staged the speed of life and death.

The dagger infused with true qi blocked the Xuanyuan Sword, the soft sword infused with true qi wrapped around the Xuanyuan Sword, and the sugarcane-thick True Qi finger struck the Xuanyuan Sword.

The Tsing Yi face man who made the fish scale sword used a dagger to block the blade of the Xuanyuan Zi Sword, and a series of sparks appeared at the contact point of the two weapons, and the piercing metal friction noise sounded, and finally stuck at the hilt of the Zi Sword. In the next moment, he was deflected by the powerful impact of the sword, and his hand shook, and the dagger almost flew out of his hand. He felt a tingling in his palm, the tiger's mouth cracked, and blood flowed. He struck hard, and the sword of Regulus flew past his ear, and it circled and attacked again.

He didn't bother to bandage his wounds and swapped the dagger for his left hand. Holding the fish-scale sword that flew back in his right hand, he refilled it with true qi and put it on strict guard.

When Dangdang, sparks shot out, true qi surged, Xuanyuan Zi's sword shuttled, stabbed, slashed, and slashed, drawing a sword shadow. The fish scale sword uses the sword face to grid, block, pick, block, tease, pull, and top, retreating while fighting, forming a sword wall around the body to block the attack.

Under a storm-like attack, the Tsing Yi face man with the fish scale sword, sweating profusely, his hands were sore and swollen, and he finally resisted. Wang Tong saw that the true qi of the Xuanyuan Zi Sword was consumed in large quantities and the attack became weaker, so he used his divine sense to collect it and levitate it around him to replenish the true qi. After seeing Zijian fly away, he gasped for breath, took out a bottle of physical strength recovery liquid with strict vigilance, and drank it in one gulp!

The Tsing Yi face man who made the Qiushui Sword made the soft sword like a whip, and wrapped it around the Xuanyuan Sword. After a burst of sparks, there were two clanging sounds. The Tsing Yi face mask man felt a huge force, pulling himself, and the soft sword broke, missing the innermost section. I couldn't help but curse: Damn swordsmith, you're cutting corners again! Then the soft sword flicked, wanting to bounce off the Xuanyuan sword. The Xuanyuan Sword began to shuttle, spin, stab, slash, and slash.

Jingle, jingle, jingle, sparks. The Tsing Yi face of the Qiushui Sword was entangled, stirred, thrown, pulled, blocked, and blocked, after the soft sword was broken for a few knots. When he got the Qiushui Sword that flew back, he immediately poured his true qi and danced out of a sword wall to block the Xuanyuan Sword.

The Tsing Yi face man with the Heartless Sword, with the thumbs and index fingers of both hands, emitted four rays of true qi to form a true qi net to block, hit, and intercept the Xuanyuan Sword. Except for the finger strength that hits the sword body, which can slightly change the direction of the sub-sword and reduce the speed of the sub-sword, the other finger strength is like a sugar cane, which is cut off by the sub-sword, and the effect is very small.

The Tsing Yi face man who had no heart sword couldn't help but curse secretly: Unlucky! Ding Ding Ding, dozens of fingers were punched in a row, and the four fingers were numb and congested by the rebounding force, like four small ham sausages. After suffering in his heart for many years, he finally got his own Heartless Sword, filled it with true qi, and swung dozens of swords to block the attack of Xuanyuan Zi's sword.

After seeing Xuanyuan Zijian fly away, he sighed in his heart: Wuxin Sword is worthy of being my best partner, and it is really miserable not to have a weapon in hand. No wonder they say, "The sword is in the people, and the sword is dead." It turned out to be a lesson in being beaten with bare hands! This is a lesson in blood and tears, and sure enough, fighting makes people grow! The premise is that you can survive and live intact!

After Wang Tong finished speaking, he withdrew the other three Xuanyuan swords. Distracted four uses to deal with four strong enemies, I feel a little unbearable, but fortunately, in the time of these few words, I injured the three people in Tsing Yi and made them have some scruples. If I attack Xiao Tianquan, they will wait and see for the time being.