Countless torches lit up inside the gate, and Zhuo Qing could see the people who broke in from the main gate by the light of the fire. It was an ordinary-looking man, nine feet in height, and the broadsword in his hand was as wide as a door, and there was a red flame burning on it.

The man laughed maniacally, "All dead." ”

He strode forward, and the bluestone slab floor was directly crushed.

Zhuo Qing couldn't believe that people could have such strength, his clothes were wet with cold sweat, and Zhuang Ding, who was holding a torch, was like a scarecrow and was slapped away by the brown-clothed broadsword.

But his feet were still straight, and he didn't flinch at all.

When the brown-clothed man saw him stop, the tip of his sword was not sharp, and it was like a big stick coming directly to him. The first thing Zhuo Qing felt was not the sword qi, but the heat wave that rushed to his face, and his eyebrows and green beard were scorched all at once. Under a huge force that destroys the withering and decaying, the dragon stinging power can't raise the slightest wind and waves.

He flew high, I don't know how far he flew, anyway, he heard the sound of his own bones shattering.

Then he was dragged by something, he turned around and saw a huge head, almost twice as large as his head, vague consciousness, barely realizing that it was Gongzi's head, and it was Ji Xiao's palm that supported his body, this big hand was swollen purple, it was even wider than his waist.

He couldn't imagine that the usually handsome son suddenly became a tall and mighty giant.

Gently threw Zhuo Qing on the ground, and the big broadsword had already been cut over.

Ji Xiao felt the blazing heat wave, shook his hands, his blood boiled, like an oven, the cold night, under the heat wave of the broadsword and the heat emitted by Ji Liao's qi and blood, it seemed like midsummer had arrived for a while.

A straight punch, with thunder.

This punch actually has the charm of sword qi and thunder, and it is a killing punch he has recently created. With a punch, Zhuo Qing, who fell to the ground, could see white smoke, which was the result of the friction between the air and Ji Xiao's fist.

The fist slammed into the back of the broadsword, and the originally feminine Heavenly Demon Qi suddenly became fierce, surging to destroy the Yanyang Sword Qi attached to the broadsword.

The brown-clothed man took three steps back, and a pit appeared under Ji Xiao's feet.

"Good swordsmanship, good swordsmanship!" the brown-clothed man roared wildly.

Ji Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, this person should be the Chi Chaiyang that Gui Xinzi said, he was one step earlier than that Yin Xiaoshan. This person's sword is wild, but his brain is not stupid, and as soon as he fights, he will reveal the subtlety of his fist.

His punches are indeed unpretentious, and he has won the gist of Mu Qing's palm, and it is also his in-depth analysis of the sound of sword qi and thunder. The gentleman's style is not a weapon, he has won its bone marrow, once he understands something, it is ultimately the essence of it, not the form of play.

Gui Xinzi, who was secretly watching the battle next to him, was also dumbfounded, he couldn't imagine that Ji Yu could use swordsmanship in boxing techniques, and Ji Yu actually cultivated special external skills to stimulate his potential to such a point.

Ji Xiao said: "Come again." ”

He attacked even more fiercely than Chi Chaiyang, swung his big fist like a rolling stone, shot out white smoke, brought thunder, and hammered towards Chi Chaiyang.

In the face of Ji Liao's terrifying fist, Chi Chaiyang didn't have time to use the sword technique, but immediately triggered the Yanyang sword qi, raised the broadsword with the door panel high, and blocked Ji Liao's fist.

He raised his sword in both hands, and felt the surging fist force like a mountain pressing down, his eyes began to blacken, his throat was sweet, and his ears roared.

Chi Chaiyang has never seen such an opponent, and he actually fought with him hard, and he did not fall behind at all.

He has always been the only one who chases others with the Yanyang Sword, but this time he actually turned around.

Ji Xiao's punches are getting faster and faster, and he only feels that the thunderstorm sword practice that night is not as enjoyable as boxing at this time. The fist was under the concentration of qi and blood, and when the thunder sound trembled, there was naturally a layer of invisible qi net wrapped around the fist, so the broadsword was full of fire, but it couldn't hurt him at all.

Chi Chaiyang went from standing up and holding a broadsword, to the back to half-kneeling on the ground and raising a sword, and suffered no less than a hundred hammers, and in the end, none of the bones in his body were intact.

In the end, he let out a loud roar, like a seriously injured and dying lion, and the huge sound shook Zhuo Qing out, to be exact, most of the people in the villa fainted.

With Ji Xiao and Chi Chaiyang as the center, a large circular pit appeared.

Ji Xiao has changed from nearly a foot tall to his original appearance. His clothes are woven of celestial silk, with good toughness and elasticity, and they have not been damaged until now.

The red chasing sun in front of him was already breathless, Ji Xiao stepped forward and covered his eyes with his hand, and the other party's eyes were still closed.

Ji Xiao didn't have any success, but he just got rid of a sword-wielder.

He sensed a cloud of yin qi approaching from afar, smiled faintly, and took advantage of his leisure to return to his room, and when he came out again, he was already dressed in clean white.

At this time, a sedan chair had landed firmly next to Chi Chaiyang's corpse, carried by eight ghosts floating on the ground with their toes.

"You just killed him. There was a voice from the sedan chair that was neither yin nor yang, but it could be heard that the owner of the voice was extremely young.

Ji Xiao said: "To be exact, he was killed by me, and you are the next." ”

He didn't speak politely at all, and he was calm in the face of ghosts.

"You are indeed very powerful, but to put it bluntly, I am afraid that you have no strength now, hand over what you have learned in your life, I will give you a happy death, if you don't hand it over, I will train you into a sword ghost, and the result will be the same. The man in the sedan chair chuckled.

Ji Xiao smiled and said, "Do you know that you are not as good as this dead guy at all?" ”

"Which point?" asked the man in the sedan chair lightly.

"He doesn't talk as much as you do. Ji Xiao said.

Sen Leng's killing machine suddenly rose, and a black gas flew out of the sedan chair, as fast as lightning.

The black qi collided with Ji Liao's body, and at the same time, Ji Yu pulled out the evil sword, and the turquoise sword light broke through the sedan curtain.

And Ji Xiao, who was hit by the black qi on his body, didn't look strange at all, and when he walked to the sedan chair, those ghosts also pounced on him, next to his body, screaming, and dissipating invisible.

Ji Xiao opened the curtain, and inside was a black-clothed dwarf, whose forehead was nailed into it with a small sword. He seemed to be still alive, and he spat out a sentence with difficulty, "Why aren't you afraid of my Yin Soul Sword." ”

Ji Xiao smiled and said, "You want to know the answer?"

The black-clothed gnome nodded with difficulty.

Ji Xiao said softly: "I don't know either. ”

He pulled out the small blue sword that had been nailed into the other party's head, and it flowed out like the brains of white tofu mixed with bright red blood. The black-clothed dwarf tilted his head, and a puff of green smoke came out of him, trying to converge.

A piece of talisman paper floated into the sedan chair, and flames erupted, burning the green smoke clean.

Gui Xinzi appeared by the sedan chair and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I'm also here to live." ”

Ji Yu wiped Biqing's evil sword clean with the sedan curtain, and said leisurely to Gui Xinzi: "The second one." ”

Gui Xinzi clearly saw that Ji Xiao's face was just calm.