The body shapes were staggered, and Xing Lei slashed down with an axe, but it was just an afterimage.

The next moment, Ouyang Wuxian descended from the sky, stabbed down with a sword, and directly took the Baihui acupoint on the top of Xing Lei's head.

Xing Lei shouted loudly and raised the mountain axe to block. The body of the axe is faintly surrounded by black energy, and the sound is terrifying.

With a "dang" sound, the tip of the sword tapped the axe, and it retreated with a touch.

Xing Lei's face changed slightly, and his feet had sunk three inches deep into the ground.

Ouyang Wuxian left a few afterimages above the heads of Qin Zhirui and the Netherworld Ghost Soldiers, and attacked Xing Lei again.

Xing Lei was furious, raised his internal force to the peak state, and urged his true qi with all his might. He swung the mountain axe, the wind and rain were impenetrable, and the black energy was surrounded by black energy around his body, and there was a faint sound of thunder. With such consumption, it is difficult to sustain both internal and physical strength.

Ouyang Wuxian looked calm, retreated with one blow, and was indifferent.

Mu Qingfeng urged his true qi with all his might, and his body was like a ghost. The body of the long sword has an invisible sword qi condensed, and the sword blade is indestructible. In a matter of moments, he had destroyed three ladders.

A figure suddenly came, and Du Ziyi came to the chariot.

For more than a day, the man in Tsing Yi has been recovering and manipulating Qin Zhirui and the Nether Ghost Soldiers, and he has not rested for a moment, and he is physically and mentally exhausted. Suddenly, the uncle of the same sect killed, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

A cold light flashed, and the man in Tsing Yi slowly fell, and a shallow blood mark appeared in his throat. There was a look of relief on his face, and for him, it was a relief.

Suddenly, chaos appeared among Qin Zhirui's warriors and ghostly ghost soldiers.

A hint of sadness is fleeting.

Du Ziyi retreated with a blow, turned around and swept towards the cloud ladder.

The last ladder was still three feet away from the city wall.

Two cold lights flashed, and with a "bang", the cloud ladder became fragments, and Qin Zhirui and the Nether Ghost Soldiers fell.

"Second senior brother, I'm here to help you!" The words fell, and Du Ziyi stabbed out with a sword, straight to Xing Lei's vest, as fast as lightning.

Xing Lei smiled indifferently, and his eyes showed a decisive look.

Ouyang Wuxian felt bad in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Fourth junior brother, be careful!"

Before the words fell, the long sword had pierced into Xing Lei's vest, and at the same time, blood splattered, and a flying axe cut off Du Ziyi's head.

Between the lightning and flint, Xing Lei looked at death as if he were at home, and threw out the mountain axe, with just the right strength and timing. For him, today he will surely die, and it is enough to kill one.

"Fourth Senior Brother!" Seeing this situation, Ouyang Wuxian and Mu Qingfeng were heartbroken.

The two figures were as fast as ghosts, catching Du Ziyi's head and body respectively, and then flew up the city wall.

Chang'an City, South Gate.

Li Ming said in a deep voice: "We must kill, destroy the five ladders, and kill the man in Tsing Yi." Later, the two brothers, Lin Hu and Tie Yi, are responsible for destroying the ladder. I'm going to stop the woman. Fourth brother, you look for an opportunity to kill the man in Tsing Yi. ”

"Understood!" the other three said in unison.

As the words fell, four figures flew down the city wall.

Lin Hu and Tie Yi relied on their body skills and went straight to the cloud ladder.

Li Ming and Chen Li went straight to the chariot.

The long sword was unsheathed, and Hua Yuluo flew out, facing Li Ming and Chen Li.

A look, tacitly.

The bodies were staggered, the two swords struck each other, and Li Ming and Hua Yuluo fought together.

Chen Li suddenly changed direction, bypassed the rain of flowers, and continued to kill towards the chariot.

Seeing this, Hua Yuluo's face changed slightly. She raised her internal strength to the peak state, urged her true qi with all her strength, stabbed out with a sword, and went straight to Li Ming's throat, with the belief that one blow would kill, like a storm, everywhere. The sword body is surrounded by invisible sword qi, and it is incomparably sharp.

Li Ming'an's eyes are as clear as water, and a sense of peace arises from his heart. Let your wind and rain fall, and my heart will be at peace. There is a faint condensation of invisible sword qi on the sword body, and the cold light is pressing.

The two swords collide with each other, the sword qi crisscrosses, and a fight of life and death is a fight of life and death.

At the same time, Lin Hu and Tie Yi had destroyed the two ladders, and without stopping, they went towards the other three ladders.

Chen Li killed in front of the chariot and swung out a knife, hitting the chest of the man in Tsing Yi.

For more than a day, the man in Tsing Yi had been recovering and manipulating Qin Zhirui and the Nether Ghost Soldiers, and he had not rested for a moment, and he was exhausted. At this time, although he was unable to escape, he did not want to sit still. He drew his sword and met it, looking at death as if it were home.

The body shape is exchanged, the swords are clashed, and the sound of gold and iron is endless.

The internal strength and physical strength of the man in Tsing Yi are almost dry, and he is in danger as soon as he fights.

Seeing this, Chen Li's knife was more fierce and faster, like a raging storm.

The soldiers of the Heavenly Dao Sect wanted to help, but they threw themselves into the trap.

With a "dang bang", the long sword fell to the ground.

Chen Li slashed down, blood splattered, and the head of the man in Tsing Yi was thrown backwards. Chen Li was overjoyed and said loudly: "Third brother, I succeeded!"

Before the words fell, six spears pierced into his body, and Chen Li still had a faint smile on his face.

"Fourth brother!" One thought of heaven and one thought of hell, Li Ming's heart was shocked.

Hua Yu fell with a sword and stabbed it, straight to Li Ming's heart, as fast as the wind.

Li Ming's body froze, and he couldn't dodge.

At this moment, two figures suddenly came, it was Lin Hu and Tie Yi. Two long swords stabbed out at the same time, blocking the fatal blow.

Li Ming came back to his senses at this time, and there were still tears in his eyes. He immediately made a decision and said in a deep voice: "Retreat!"

Before the words fell, the three figures had already swept towards the city wall.

Chang'an City, North Gate.

Pang Sheng said in a deep voice: "Later, I will block the Immortal Sword King Baorong, and the beggars will help the two brothers destroy the cloud ladder." ”

Ji Wuhai and Wu Daoyi nodded slightly.

Tie Niu asked casually, "What about Brother Hu and me?"

Pang Sheng replied casually: "Just stay here." ”

Tie Niu was unconvinced: "Why?"

Pang Sheng said angrily: "If the two of you go down, can you still come up?"

Tie Niu Zhengse said: "I don't care about this. Brother Yan once issued an order to kill the man in Tsing Yi at all costs. Since you can't take care of it, then leave it to me and Brother Hu. ”

Before the words fell, Tie Niu and Hu Dacheng had already jumped off the city wall.

Seeing this, Pang Sheng, Ji Wuhai and Wu Daoyi sighed slightly, showing helplessness. After that, the three of them also flew off the city wall.

The iron bull swung the giant axe, and the momentum sank violently. Hu Dacheng's fist is tiger and tiger, and the stone is cracked. The two of them went straight in the direction of the chariot.

Pang Sheng flew past Tie Niu and Hu Dacheng, waved the skewered mountain knife, unstoppable, and opened the way in front.

The three of them formed a wrestling force with each other and killed in the direction of the chariot.

Ji Wuhai and Wu Daoyi relied on their body skills and went straight to the cloud ladder.

On the chariot, Wang Baorong stood quietly and thoughtfully.

Not long after, Pang Sheng, Tie Niu and Hu Dacheng killed in front of the chariot.

At this moment, the sword in the old scabbard had been drawn, faintly rusty, faintly bloody. This sword is not amazing, but there is a chill that goes straight to the heart, exuding an extremely terrifying aura. Wang Baorong suddenly jumped out, like an arrow off the string.

Pang Sheng clenched the severed back chopping knife, and swung the knife to meet it, the knife was majestic and brave.

The two figures are staggered, swords strike each other, gold and iron resonate, and strings of sparks suddenly bloom, dazzling.

Tie Niu and Hu Dacheng did not hesitate and went straight to the man in Tsing Yi.

(End of chapter)