Ma Qiancheng took a few steps back, and the white light like phosphorus fire flashed, followed by a crackling sound.

What's going on?

Still able to move his hands, he hurriedly raised the silver claw to his chest, which was stained with some wood chips and a small notch in the short blade of the silver claw in his right hand.

The slightly cold silver claws were smeared red by the setting sun, and the sharp broken blade was not anything else.

Ma Qiancheng flicked the bullet mechanism in his right hand, and the broken blade on the silver claw contracted freely, and there was no obstacle.

The crackling sound continued.

Ma Qiancheng set his eyes on the silver claw that made a sound, only to see that the unsheathed long sword in Li Jiang's hand was falling black chips. After the white light.

The sword in Li Jiang's hand shook violently, the meridians of his right hand suddenly dissipated, the sword seemed to become heavy, and his right arm suddenly couldn't hold the sword, and his right arm hung down weakly.

Suddenly, there was a silver light in front of him.

Li Jiang took a step back, but he still couldn't dodge, his chest hurt, and when he looked again, Ma Qiancheng had already withdrawn three or five steps.

The sound of the thunderbolt continued, and the scabbard of the sword in Li Jiang's hand exploded with a bang.

Li Jiang let go of his hand, and the sword fell to the ground with a bang, and sawdust fell around the scabbard.

The cracks in the scabbard kept increasing.

"Wow".

Li Jiang'er heard that Ma Qiancheng's silver claw had come over, and he couldn't dodge, so he flew up and kicked his sword at Ma Qiancheng, and at the same time, his body jumped towards the group of people in black.

"Don't let him get his sword!"

Ma Qiancheng knocked the sword to the ground with one claw, and at the same time grabbed Li Jiang with another claw.

The group of black-clothed men immediately scattered in all directions, raising their knives and slashing at Li Jiang.

Li Jiang's right hand regained a little strength slightly, and was about to hit the person behind him, his right arm seemed to have a special force restricting him, his right arm couldn't use his strength, his left hand bypassed a knife that cut at him, a grappling hand, pinched the man's wrist, and used a slight force, as soon as the man's palm was released, Li Jiang let go of the man's wrist.

The man hurriedly grabbed the handle of the knife, not wanting Li Jiang to be faster than him, before he could react, he saw a hand shadow flashing, and after a "snap", a palm force flew in front of him.

I'm going to die!

The man suddenly went limp, and fell.

Li Jiang grabbed the knife with his left hand and hit the person behind him with the hilt, not wanting to make a fuss, he quickly put the knife against the silver blade in front of him, and with a "bang" sound, Li Jiang's left hand suddenly couldn't exert his strength.

At the same time, there was a pain in his chest, and his whole body fell backwards without being called.

He was careless, after Ma Qiancheng's spirit palm broke through, it could already be transmitted to his sword through the silver claw.

The beetle has attacked!

Li Jiangzhen fell to the ground fiercely, his head buzzed, the internal strength of his whole body was scattered, Li Jiang's chest was stuffy, "poof", his throat was fishy and sweet, he hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand, and his palm was stained with a slippery and sticky warm liquid, and the liquid slipped to the back of his hand through his fingers.

Suddenly, the left hand lost strength and slipped under the neck.

The slippery and moist sensation also reaches the lower part of the neck, and those slippery and moist sensations are replaced by a tight feeling.

The sunset, which could trigger his infinite sadness, seemed to become unusually soft, and his eyelids became unusually heavy, but his weak arms reminded him not to make any more useless struggles.

Watching Li Jiang's legs slowly slide on the ground, Ma Qiancheng suddenly felt a flame burning in his heart, as if the blood in his body was constantly boiling, and every time Li Jiang's legs moved, his blood would boil with his heartbeat.

Such a waste, a person who couldn't even catch his three palms, scared him so much that he didn't even dare to move his hands.

Ma Qiancheng's face became hideous, and the internal force consumed through the silver claw in his hand seemed to be gradually recovering. He stared at the immobile Li Jiang, as if he were staring at a prey that he was left to slaughter.

His eyes were full of hatred and killing.

"Wow".

The breeze is blowing, the corners of the clothes are hunting, the hands move with the arms, and the claws are grasped with the hands.

Kill him!

Only by killing him can the shame of the day be washed away!

It was as if he had seen the grim image of the face under his claws.

A white shadow appeared in front of him, and there was a "clang" sound.

The silver claw stopped in the air, and the white shadow stopped.

White, snow-white, white and greasy like waxy skin with a reddish tinge, like a plum blossom covered by snow.

White, white as a white fox, the velvet cloak that is as natural as a natural mantle slowly fluctuates with the momentum driven by internal forces, like the flashing eyes of a fox.

White, black ink and white paper, a plain white dress, a white jade pendant, a white brocade ribbon, and white embroidery, like the first ray of light in the night.

Quiet, virgin-like quiet, full of a natural temperament.

The jade-encrusted sword was as slender as a woman's figure, but it was not delicate.

Ma Qiancheng was almost stunned, forgetting what he had come to do, and when he came back to his senses, the first thing he did was to withdraw the silver claw, while greedily absorbing the snow-like aroma through his nostrils.

"Snow Shadow!" Li Jiang said slowly.

"Snow Shadow!" Ma Qiancheng muttered as if he were almost stunned.

Snow Shadow didn't stop in front of the two of them, but turned and walked over to the rusty sword, the scabbard of the rusty sword had been completely shattered, except for the black hand that was still tightly embedded in the hilt. Black smoke slowly rose from the sawdust beneath the sword.

A completely rusted blade.

Snow Shadow's jade-like hand slowly picked up the sword, and the crimson rust slowly fell.

"Who are you?"

Ma Qiancheng then remembered that he was here to kill Li Jiang, "Are you here to save him?"

He couldn't help but scold himself for being stupid, just now Li Jiang recognized the snow shadow at a glance, thinking that Li Jiang actually knew the snow shadow, Ma Qiancheng's heart gradually rose with a burst of killing intent, and the coldness of the silver claw slowly spread to the palm of his hand.

With a bang, a silver blade on the silver claw had already flown towards Li Jiang's face.

"Whew", the white shadow flashed, the white shadow lightning on the silver blade like a butterfly flying up and down the flower, the white shadow settled, a little white fox with snow-white fur.

"Who are you?" Ma Qiancheng saw the little white fox falling, and at the same time that the silver blade had disappeared, "White fox! Blue blood white fox!" Ma Qiancheng sat on the ground, his hands couldn't help pulling back, and the silver claws were stuck in the crack of the bluestone slab.

"You...... You...... You are ......"

Li Jiang had a smile in his eyes, "Don't say her name!"

It was too late, and Ma Qiancheng spit out two words intermittently, "Flower...... Shadow ......" At the same time, after a sound, Ma Qiancheng's entire face was already covered with slender silver needles.

"Chill Flying Flowers!" one of the little minions called out the name, "Chill Fluttering Blossom", and when those people heard the name, they rushed to the door.

A moment later, there was only one dead man, one half-dead, one man left in the courtyard.

"Thank you!"

Hua Ying didn't look at Li Jiang, but slipped his finger on the rusty sword, and the rusty sword revealed the true face of the sword.

"You saved her! You don't owe each other anything from this time on!I don't care about the Jade Maiden's sword!" With that, Flower Shadow swung the sword, and the iron filings on the sword fell one after another, a sword that was longer and wider than an ordinary sword.

Squeak squeak,

The little white fox jumped onto the skin on the waist of the flower shadow.

At this moment, footsteps came, and a white shadow flashed.

Li Jiang turned his head to look at the voice coming from his footsteps, Su Ya!

"Uncle Junior!"

Su Ya helped Li Jiang up, "Little Uncle, what's wrong?" Turning his head to look at Ma Qiancheng beside him, he almost exclaimed, "Little Uncle, you killed Ma Qiancheng!"

"Help me up!"

After Li Jiang was hit by the spirit palm, he couldn't take out the slightest strength in his arms.

After Su Ya helped him up, Li Jiang hurriedly said, "The villagers are all locked in the back yard!

Su Ya looked at Li Jiang's arms as if they had been broken, and was shocked, and said, "Little uncle, you ......."

"Go, I'm fine!" Li Jiang broke free of Su Ya.

"Hmm!" Su Ya nodded and carried Li Jiang out of the courtyard, "Uncle Xiao be careful!"

Li Jiang answered and slowly walked towards the courtyard behind.

Around the side, there were several stacks of wheat straw.

"Uncle Junior, what are you doing here?" Qin Huaiyu walked out from behind the wheat stack.

Li Jiang stopped in place, Qin Huaiyu.

Qin Huaiyu smiled in his eyes and held a long sword in his hand, "Uncle Xiao's swordsmanship is outstanding, and he will definitely be a well-known figure in the Mountain Demon Sect in the future! Huaiyu can't do it, he can only follow behind Uncle Xiao, saying that he can't define his mother Seeing that Uncle Xiao is talented, he will accept Uncle Xiao as an apprentice!