When the words fell, Tian Boguang and Pinggu made a move to Song Siming at the same time.

The wind knife technique combined with Pinggu's fast swordsmanship of sealing the throat with a little red and a sword, the sword qi mixed with the sword qi directly attacked Song Siming's face.

Originally, with Song Si's obvious seven-rank cultivation, if he had to deal with two eighth-rank martial artists joining forces, even if he couldn't win, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage.

However, Song Siming, who was hit in the back with a sword and a sword, was not lightly injured, and Tian Boguang and Pinggu were also the strongest among the eight ranks.

Han Feng, who was dressed in a cloak, appeared on the treetops in the distance, and said to Bai Feihuang angrily:

"The female doll of the Hanging Sword Division, why don't you retreat quickly?"

Bai Feihuang endured his injuries and hugged his fist at Han Feng, and then said:

"Thank you for your help, Bai Feihuang will definitely repay you. ”

As the words fell, Bai Feihuang prepared to rush into the hundreds of Tianli Sect members to rescue his companions.

It's a pity that although the Tianli sect's martial arts are not high, they practice a strange combined martial arts, and hundreds of people exude a strange aura together, and the aura of this group of cultists is like a swamp, making it difficult for the people in it to move.

As soon as Bai Feihuang got closer, he knew that he would definitely not be able to rescue his companions in his current state of being seriously injured, so he hurriedly flew to three feet in front of Han Feng and asked Han Feng for help:

"The little girl's companion is trapped, please ask the seniors to help!"

Han Feng was willing to make a move...... It's just that his own level knows in his heart that if he really wants to make a move, I'm afraid he can only be beaten by that group of Tianli Sect disciples and can't find the north, so he can only continue to pretend to be unfathomable.

"If I don't make a move, I naturally have a reason not to make a move. ”

As soon as Han Feng said this, Bai Feihuang instantly figured out that there were still masters lurking in the Tianli Sect, but he was shocked by the cloaked man played by Han Feng and didn't dare to make a move, so it was even more difficult to ask for help.

"Senior ......"

Bai Feihuang's voice was a little helpless, but the self-esteem of being the sword wielding the sword made it difficult for the female swordsman to ask again.

It's just that this sword-wielding master is his life-saving benefactor after all, and ignoring all this makes Han Feng a little unbearable.

Sighing, Han Feng said in a hoarse voice: "That's it, this seat will try to be as comprehensive as possible for you." ”

While Han Feng and Bai Feihuang were talking, the battle between Tian Boguang, Pinggu Dianhong and Song Siming had reached the end.

Song Siming, who was injured, couldn't resist the two top eight-rank masters after all, and he fought to eat Tian Boguang's flying sand and stone thirteen styles, and hit Pinggu's red chest with one palm.

Pinggu was knocked to the ground with a little red, covered in dust, and suddenly screamed and got up again:

"Oh my God, how dare you make me covered in all this filth, I'll kill you!"

In the midst of the screams, Pinggu turned red out of his sword, and it was even faster than Fang Cai.

Looking at Pinggu's appearance of being a little red, Han Feng was almost full of black lines...... I almost forgot that this guy is a heavy cleanliness fetish...... And a little bit of a natural mother......

In "Wulin Gaiden", the three major families of the underworld can offer a reward of 100,000 taels for chasing Xiao Guo, and this guy's appearance fee as the first swordsman of the underworld is only 250 taels, and it is estimated that the reason is that there is no money to buy raw materials for making cosmetics......

A red light flashed, and the blade of the sword in Pinggu's red hand had already been pointed at the center of Song Siming's eyebrows.

Song Siming had already eaten Tian Boguang's flying sand and stone thirteen styles, and a wide wound was cut on his chest, and Pinggu was so fast that he couldn't dodge it, and finally ...... The dignified deputy hexagram master of the Tianli Sect fell to the ground.

As Song Siming fell to the ground and died, the mysterious mist reappeared in front of Han Feng's eyes, and black words appeared in the mist.

[Complete the task: Kill the deputy hexagram master of the Tianli Sect and get the seven-rank martial arts - Lion's Roar]

The mist appeared quickly and then dissipated in an instant, and a huge amount of martial arts information poured into Han Feng's mind.

Han Feng, who had lost his mind for a moment with Song Siming's death, came back to his senses and saw Bai Feihuang's gaze with some expectation.

"Well, I'll help you once. ”

Han Feng sighed softly, his voice was erratic and contained internal force, it was a combination of the secret method of lion's roar that he had just learned, and then ordered Tian Boguang and Pinggu a little red:

"Please help this white girl. ”

Tian Boguang and Pinggu moved with a little red.

When passing by Bai Feihuang's side, Pinggu looked at the female swordsman covered in mud with a little red, and said with a look of disgust: "How can you be a girl who doesn't love cleanliness so much, it's terrible!

Bai Feihuang: "......"

However, although Pinghu has a lot of red words, the kung fu in his hands is still not bad at all, the red-clothed swordsman and the gray-robed swordsman teamed up to attack the Tianli Sect Alliance, and the sword light and sword qi were intertwined with layers of murderous aura.

Tian Boguang shouted at the same time: "Fools of the cult, your leader is dead, why don't you retreat quickly?"

Hundreds of Tianli Sect members besieged Bai Feihuang's subordinate Sword Si Wei, although all Si Wei and Hu Zhutou all had nine rank cultivation, but under the suppression of this Duize Great Array, the cultivation of all the nine grades could not be used by half, and under the siege of hundreds of Tianli disciples, there was a danger everywhere.

Tian Boguang's shout alarmed all the Tianli Sect members, and many Tianli Sect disciples were shocked when they looked at Song Siming's dead body.

Tianli Sect believes in gossip, and Song Siming, as the deputy hexagram master of the hexagram, is almost a deified character, but such a character died so easily, which is really difficult for the believers to accept.

In an instant, there was an uproar in the crowd.

"What, the deputy hexagram master is dead!"

"No!

Bai Feihuang was also worthy of being the sword of the Hanging Sword Division, and quickly seized this opportunity and endured his injuries to come to the Tianli Sect:

"The imperial army arrives from time to time, and you don't retreat quickly, do you want to go to Huangquan with your deputy hexagram master?"

After listening to Bai Feihuang's statement, the cultists looked at each other and exchanged ideas.

Even if a group of Tianli Sect disciples did not enter the Nine Ranks, the formation that could gather the strength of hundreds of people was also terrifying.

Fortunately, they were frightened twice in succession by Tian Boguang and Bai Feihuang, and many Tianli Sect disciples were also timid, and hundreds of Tianli Sect members chose to leave together with cowardice.

Seeing the hundreds of Tianli Sect disciples gathered and left, Bai Feihuang and even Tian Boguang did not stop them, after all, if these people really fought back crazily, they and the others might not be able to retreat with their whole body.

After the Tianli Sect retreated, the Hanging Sword Si Siwei and Hu Zhutou, who were besieged in the middle, finally breathed a sigh of relief from the siege, and after the pressure of the Great Array subsided, more than a dozen Nine Rank powerhouses actually fainted one after another.

Bai Feihuang saw his subordinates fall to the ground one after another, and was about to step forward to care, when the injury just now suddenly attacked, and the pain in his arm and the punch wound caused by Song Siming made the white-robed female swordsman stand unsteadily.

Turning around, the three Han Feng with masks had already lost their traces.

"Ha, Tenrikyo ...... Heaven...... The Hanging Sword Division is going to be busy. ”

Bai Feihuang muttered to himself twice, wanting to sit down to heal his wounds, but the girl who was too badly injured almost fell.

Fortunately, he suddenly stretched out and held Bai Feihuang with both hands.

Bai Feihuang looked at the person who came, and it was Han Feng who was wearing a soap-colored fast trapping suit.

"Are you, the little catcher last time?"

Han Feng smiled at Bai Feihuang:

"Lord Bai, long time no see. ”