In the distance, Shen Tuyuan held Xingheluo in his hand, with seven pots of long arrows hanging on his body, his hand was wiped between the pots, and when he was on the string, he flicked seven times in a row, and seven long arrows flew out, like seven meteors across the air, shooting at the fox's head, shoulders, knees, chest, and abdomen. Not only that, but with a wave of his hand, several long arrows were shot, like a meteor arrow shower.

Xuanjia iron clothes, frost iron heavy shield, a petite figure, wearing Xuanjia, a shield in one hand, and a knife in the other hand rushed out, the blade slashed continuously, and there was no return, and the blood-red knife qi was like a wave, pressing towards Linghu Hurt.

The pale cyan sword light poured in the air, like the flowing lake water, in the sun, clear and bright, the wind and night north waved the sword in the air and fell, the sword qi continued, forming a river of sword qi, towards the fox wounds.

The blood-like clouds, the sword light suddenly rose, as if the jade man's eyebrows and eyes were opened, and the silver-white knife light reflected with the blood-colored internal force of the clouds, like a bloody phoenix, fluttering its wings and flying high, and the iron shield flew up, bringing up waves of blood-colored qi.

No one left a hand, a shot is a killing move, it is the strongest move, in order to not ask for a blow to cut off the right-hand man of An Lushan here.

Yin Yuan stood not far away on horseback, looking at the scene in front of him. The cooperation of the people in Cangyun is so tacit, from all aspects, it will shroud the fox wounds, in every direction, it is a ruthless and deadly killing move, you can't hide, and there is nowhere to hide, as long as you are hit by any move, you will only die.

The grief in the fox's eyes deepened, and the gold and silver energy around him swirled, holding a long sword like a swimming dragon in his hand, looking at the red-armored King Kong who rushed forward, he met Wang Bukong's fist with a palm of his left hand.

The energy burst out, causing the fox to take a small step, but Wang Bukong was slapped back with a palm, his body retreated sharply, and a trace of cracks appeared on the gilded skin around his body, but with Wang Bukong's true air turning, the cracks gradually disappeared.

But it was this retreat that made some flaws appear in the entire unbreakable siege and killing situation.

Ling Fox Wound hurried in the direction of Wang Bukong's retreat, and at this moment, Song Senxue's snow-seeking spear had already appeared in the ribs under his armpit, and the tip of the spear was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, about to pierce it.

The long sword in the hand of the fox was held upside down, and the tip of the sword collided with the tip of the spear at the last moment, but the long sword was like a snake circling along the tip of the spear, and the spear was entangled in a circle, and the golden sword qi burst out at the tip of the sword, shooting towards Song Senxue.

Seeing this, Song Senxue's hand shook, his strength burst out, the spear bent a huge arc in the air, breaking free from the shackles of the Linghu Wound Sword, Song Senxue's hand shook back, the body of the gun shrank sharply behind him, the person turned to the side, and the golden sword qi passed by.

Although Ling Hu Wound dodged Song Senxue's attack, Shen Tu Xiao's chopping knife fell, and he couldn't care about it, so he had to shake his figure, and narrowly dodged the deadliest chopping knife, but the knife still fell on his body, and the blood-colored knife qi cut through Ling Fox's protective energy, cut through Ling Fox's white clothes, revealing the soft armor inside, the knife and the soft armor emitted a piercing friction, and sparks emerged along the traces of the knife.

Linghu was injured by this heavy blow, the person staggered, and a flush rose on his face, but his lips were confined, and before the sword turned around, he pointed towards Shen Tu Xiao's chest, the sword qi burst out, Shen Tu Xiao's strength was exhausted, the new force was not born, and he couldn't dodge, and was pierced by the sword qi and fell on the armor on his body, directly penetrating the armor, piercing the skin, revealing a tiny blood hole, and at the same time, a cold energy spread from the wound.

Shen Tuxiao hurriedly clicked a few acupuncture points on his chest, and then slapped it with one palm, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, but when he landed, it had already become a blood-colored piece of broken ice.

At the same time, Ling Fox's wrist trembled, the sword had left his hand, spinning around his side, the sword qi burst out, a silver snake condensed by the sword qi surrounded him, Shen Tuyuan's meteor arrow rain fell on the white snake, and after the sword qi consumed the energy attached to the arrow, it bounced in all directions.

Then the fox poked out his palm, took out the long sword in the silver snake, and the sword qi dissipated.

Although Ling Hu was not injured, the strength of his body was no longer as strong as before.

Before he could come to his senses, Yan Yimei's slashing knife had already affected the momentum of heaven and earth, like a huge wave falling, moving forward, there was no return, and the momentum of determination, it was hard to believe that this would be emitted by the petite and delicate woman in front of him.

“duang”

“duang”

“duang”

Three sounds like hitting a bell resounded in the sky, the red, silver and gold qi surged, Yan Yimei slashed three times in a row, causing the fox to raise his sword to block three times, each time, he took a heavy step back, leaving deep footprints on this hard bluestone post road, as well as the powder of bluestone.

"Poof!" Ling Fox stuck his sword on the ground, propped it up, and the figure shook a little, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, spilling onto the ground, and some of them landed on his clothes as white as snow, becoming speckled spots.

If there were no others, he could have countless ways to dodge these three knives, but without ifs, he could only take this triple knife that was several times more powerful than the first knife.

At this moment, he seems to be powerless to resist the killing move of Feng Yebei and the last Yan Wangqing, is the famous No. 1 master of Mobei going to die here today, the sorrow in the eyes of the fox seems to be about to condense into substance, he coughed, but there seems to be a trace of relief in his eyes, whether he can't stop it, or he doesn't want to stop it, this No. 1 master of Mobei closed his eyes at the end, only to see the crystal in the corner of his eyes, which is extraordinarily bright in the sun, no matter who it is, whether it is good or bad, his teardrops will be crystal clear.

The sword light of Feng Yebei fell on the man, cutting through the inner armor that was about to crack by Shen Tuxiao's knife before, and blood beads splashed down the wound, and the flesh and blood rolled one after another, and the blood-colored knife light turned into a bloody light that rose behind Ling Hu Injury, Yan Wangqing put the knife into the sheath, and Ling Hu Hurt was not shaking for a while, and he would never move again, no, the corners of his mouth seemed to be moving, muttering or calling a name, of course, he couldn't call out that name anymore, "Bang dang." With a bang, the sword fell under the pressure of the hand, colliding with the ground, causing the fox to hurt the handsome and white forehead, a blood-colored line spread from the forehead, all the way down, a layer of fine blood beads poured out, and then the whole person was divided into two halves and fell, neatly and neatly, even the wounds in the body were like a flat mirror, the internal organs flowed out, and the blood stained the ground red.

No matter how good-looking a person is, it will be ugly when it is split in half, or rather, a dead person is ugly, so no matter what, you must live, live, and look better than dead.

Yin Yuan looked at the scene in front of him, but felt that it was a little unreal, how could such a person just say that he would die, although this killing game was very perfect, but with An Lushan's suspicious and cunning, wolf-like character, how could he only send Linghu to hurt one person, he glanced around suspiciously, without the slightest relaxation.

Yan Wangqing and Feng Yebei did not relax in the slightest, "Be vigilant." Yan Wangqing said coldly, at this moment, the ground was dusty, grass clippings were flying, and the surrounding beards were complaining, like crying and complaining.