Wounding the two of them at once, Ling Xiangyuan gasped slightly, although he had a stupid head, he could read a lot of books, the trickery in the art of war, and the sound of attacking the west or something, he still had some opinions.

Gou Yangba and the other four surrounded Ling Xiangyuan, and the death and injury of their companions made them sad, so they could only sprinkle the hatred in their hearts on Ling Xiangyuan and launch a crazy attack.

Scarface saw that his subordinates on both sides were injured, and his heart ached, what he was sad about was not the disability of his subordinates, but the cost of healing his subordinates, this time he lost a lot, and his hatred for Ling Xiangyuan increased a lot.

"Boy, you're going to die!" Gou Yangba's tone was cold, his killing intent was fully revealed, and Ling Xiangyuan's eyes were uncomfortable.

He dodged and attacked again, and the four demon men beside him also moved together, and the five bright scimitars were like fleeting meteors in the night, surging with strength.

Ling Xiangyuan saw the scimitar attacking, his face changed, although he was a little clever, but at the moment he couldn't do it, so he could only fight and retreat, using guerrilla warfare.

Bang!

There was another dull sound, a demon man was careless for a while, Ling Xiangyuan found a gap, and he slammed the monument and hit the demon man's neck, the demon man didn't have time to scream, his neck bone was shattered by a huge force, and he fell to the ground and died.

After solving another one, Ling Xiangyuan suddenly felt a great reduction in pressure, and among the remaining four demon men, the biggest threat to him was Gou Yangba.

Gou Yang pulled four people to shoot, and the three demon men danced with scimitars, although the shots were tricky and ruthless, but compared to Gou Yang Ba, these three men were slightly insufficient.

Gou Yang pulled out the scimitar and wielded it, the strength around his body was surging, and a serpentine scimitar was used by him with ease, or chopping or slashing, or stabbing or teasing, all of them looked like they, very fierce and abnormal, and the fighting style was even more spicy and vicious, and the knives were all attacking Ling Xiangyuan's body.

Ling Xiangyuan was able to resist the attacks of the three demon men, and Gou Yang attacked him again and again, making him unable to defend himself.

"Kill!" the three demon men roared, the momentum was shocking, and they swung their scimitars in their hands, slashing at them in unison.

The scimitar slashed from the three upper, middle and lower positions, and the strength was drummed, and three silver rays lit up in the wind and snow.

Ling Xiangyuan squinted slightly, carefully paying attention to the movements of the three of them, and saw three silver lights coming, dancing under the stele, bursting with physical strength, raising his arms from the bottom up, and slashing up obliquely from the stele.

The pitch-black Baxia Monument slashed obliquely, and a strong wind followed one by one, and the sky was full of wind and snow with the strong wind.

Zheng!

The three scimitars were blocked by the Baxia Monument, making a sound of gold and iron, sparks splashed, and the arms of the three people were shocked, the tiger's mouth was numb, and there was a doubt in their eyes, the three of them were not as good as a martial disciple of the Terran Terran of the Eight Heavens.

Hum! The Baxia Monument trembled slightly, Ling Xiangyuan's arm trembled, he blocked the attack of the three people, his appearance looked relaxed, but in fact, there was a tearing pain from the tiger's mouth, and his arm was numb.

If it weren't for the fact that he had practiced the Qiankun Technique and had a special physique, the tiger's mouth would have cracked open this time, and he would not be able to hold the tablet.

"Let you try it too!"

Ling Xiangyuan's tone was cold, like ice and snow, he looked up at the three demons, the wind and snow were howling, the long hair behind him was flying, his bare bronze upper body, his muscles bulged, and he was propped up on the ground and deeply inserted into the snow.

The three demon men stood in front of him, sneering, their eyes full of mockery, Gou Yangba quietly hid behind Ling Xiangyuan, ready to wait for an opportunity to sneak attack.

"Heh!" burst into a shout, Ling Xiangyuan's body was agitated, the wind and snow swirled around his body, and he lifted the stele with his legs and feet, jumped high, and slammed down the stele.

The front of the Baxia Monument was smashed, the air exploded, and the wind and snow on the ground were blown away by the strong wind, revealing the sand particles covered by the heavy snow.

This monument is amazing, in the eyes of the three demons, in the dark night sky, Ling Xiangyuan is like a god of death descended from the Nine Shadows, with a breath of death, oppressive and breathless.

"Hurry back!" I don't know who snorted coldly, and the three figures quickly retreated, trying to avoid the attack range of the Baxia Monument.

Bang!

Sha Xue was raised high, and one person retreated a little slower, and was hit in both legs by the adult-tall bully monument.

"Ah......h

A terrible scream tore through the night sky, and the person who was hit by the Baxia Monument had his legs and leg bones shattered, and his lower body was directly knocked into the snow, revealing only his upper body, with cold sweat on his forehead and a distorted expression.

Seeing this, the other two quickly made a move, trying to pull him out, but the Baxia Monument pressed on his legs, and even if the two of them tried their best, the Baxia Monument did not move at all, and the man was pulled for a while, his legs hurt even more, his hair was soaked in cold sweat, and he screamed again and again.

At this moment, Gou Yang Ba hid behind Ling Xiangyuan, and finally found an opportunity, the scimitar was like a snake, piercing through the wind and snow, fast as lightning, and it was impossible to prevent it.

Ling Xiangyuan smashed and injured a person, his chest continued to rise and fall, and he was gasping for breath, when he suddenly felt a chill in the back of his head, a strong wind hit, and he instinctively twisted his waist to dodge, and a scimitar had already slashed in front of him.

The scimitar was close to him, the cold light on the knife body was dazzling, and he turned his head to meet the murderous gaze of the yin owl that was full of murderous intent.

"Boy, the Northern Desert is the place where you bury your bones!" Gou Yangba sneered, and the scimitar slashed horizontally, and the blade was facing Ling Xiangyuan's neck.

Ling Xiangyuan was shocked, with a panic in his eyes, the blade was getting closer and closer to his throat, Gou Yangba's sneer came, death was close at hand, at this time, he had nothing to do, and it was too late to defend again.

Gao Yangting stood behind Scarface, her expression changed in shock, if Ling Xiangyuan died, there would be no one for her brother and sister, it seemed that she could only use spiritual power to interfere with Gou Yangba, a fine light flashed in her eyes, and she looked at Gou Yangba.

Gou Yang Bazheng sneered and looked at Ling Xiangyuan, his eyes were full of murderous intent, he suddenly stopped his figure, his expression became in a trance, with a sense of unwillingness in his eyes, and the scimitar in his hand slashed towards his throat, like a marionette, at the mercy of others.

Gao Yangting is an immortal cultivator of the Nine Heavens in the foundation building period, and he can easily control a person's behavior with his mental power, but Gou Yang Ba is a martial cultivator, the martial cultivation body is strong, and the mind is even tougher, so it is not easy to control.

The scimitar in Gou Yang's hand slowly moved towards his throat, his mind kept struggling, trying to break free from the shackles of Gao Yangting's mental power, but Gao Yangting, who was casting spells in the distance, was unable to do so, so he could only close his eyes tightly, desperately suppressing him, and trembling lightly.

Ling Xiangyuan was puzzled, looking at Gou Yangba's movements with puzzlement in his eyes, why did he commit suicide?

"Stinky bitch, believe it or not, I killed him!" The scarred face in the distance suddenly snorted coldly at Gao Yangting, with a slight force in his hand, the scimitar cut Gao Yang Feihan's neck, oozing a trace of blood.

Gao Yang Feihan at the foot of the scar didn't snort, looking at him with hatred in his eyes, he sneered, and used a little more force under his feet.

"Brother!" Gao Yangting opened her eyes, her pretty face turned white instantly, she stopped casting spells, and looked at Gao Yang Feihan lying on the ground, with a feeling of distress in her eyes.

Ling Xiangyuan was reminded by Scarface's cold drink, no longer in doubt, seeing that Gou Yangba was in a trance, he reached out, held the Baxia Monument, and slammed Gou Yangba's head.

Without the restraint of Gao Yangting's spiritual power, Gou Yang's eyes recovered instantly, and what caught his eye was a stone tablet as black as ink, which was smashing towards him, he was horrified in his heart, and he dodged and retreated.

"What are you doing in a daze, a bunch of waste, kill this kid for me!" Scarface scolded coldly, and the two demon people no longer paid attention to the life or death of the demon who was half cut into the ground, and attacked behind Ling Xiangyuan.

All this seems to be complicated, but in fact it is just a momentary happening, in the battle of life and death, you can't relax for a moment, otherwise you will suffer a big loss, and even worry about your life.

Gou Yangba was affected, he fell behind in an instant, his body quickly retreated, and he felt remorse in his heart, if it wasn't for Gao Yangting to stop him, Ling Xiangyuan would already be a corpse.

It's good now, the weapon in Ling Xiangyuan's hand is strange and abnormal, long and wide, and it is not easy to dodge, but he is worried about his life.

Ling Xiangyuan slammed the Baxia Monument to Gouyang, who quickly retreated, and the two strong winds behind him attacked, so he had to withdraw his strength to play back, but the Baxia Monument was fierce, and there was no time to turn around and defend, so he could only use his hands to send the Baxia Monument out, and turn around in time to defend himself.

When the two demon men saw Ling Xiangyuan loosen the Baxia Monument to return to defense, they were overjoyed, they understood that this strange weapon was Ling Xiangyuan's biggest reliance, and at this time, without the Baxia Monument, Ren Ling Xiangyuan had three heads and six arms, and he couldn't defeat the two of them.

The two of them deceived themselves, and the blades in their hands were sharp, and they were no longer afraid of Ling Xiangyuan.

Ling Xiangyuan lost the Hegemony Monument, facing the two martial disciples with sharp blades in their hands, the Nine Heavens powerhouse was terrifying, coupled with the fierce battles he had just now, his physical strength gradually weakened, and he felt powerless.

Bang! The Baxia Monument smashed out with great force, Gou Yangba quickly flashed back, the Baxia Monument was long and wide, he was a little slower, and he was hit on the shoulder by the Baxia Monument.

Gou Yang pulled out his shoulder and a huge pain hit, and he snorted coldly, he wanted to stand up to resist the huge force of the stone stele, but who knew that the stele was heavy and heavy, which was beyond his expectations.

This time, half of his body was smashed into the snow, only the chest cavity and head and arms of the upper body were exposed, and the shoulder bones were smashed by the bully monument, and he felt a lot of pain, and he couldn't help screaming.

Ling Xiangyuan and the remaining two demon men fought hard, but they could dodge the two shining blades, the two demon men saw that he was in disarray, and the more fierce they became, if this continued, it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

"Hmph!" Ling Xiangyuan snorted coldly, the pain in his back made him frown, just now he didn't pay attention, the blade slashed at his back, cutting deep blood marks.

The two demon men injured Ling Xiangyuan, and they were overjoyed, they just wanted to win quickly, so as not to cause more accidents, and their bodies were surging, and the scimitar in their hands slashed, becoming more and more ruthless.

Ling Xiangyuan frowned, constantly dodging, it was not a way to go on like this, suddenly, he remembered a set of martial arts that his father Ling Zhi had taught him, moving mountains.