The broken knife is fierce, the cold front moves the clear light, one knife and one sword, one front and one back, the two edges are staggered, and they are immediately cut out!

Xia Xiaothief left everything behind, his face was full of hideousness, and he didn't miss the old feelings. But seeing the scars of the Dao manifested, making three thousand rays of light turbulent, rolling up the wind, and drowning the tiger hunt in an instant. In the midst of the blood flying, there was blood churning around the tiger hunt, and the shot was also extremely fast, and the blood was spurted out with one palm, like a sledgehammer smashing down, and in the midst of the collision, Xia Xiaothief was invincible, and immediately flew upside down.

The broken knife was taken off, and the three-foot cold front was also thrown away.

Gongsun Liang and Han Wudao came back to their senses, and a dodge came behind Xia Xiaothief, dragging his figure, and finally stabilized it after several unloading.

However, looking at it again, Xia Xiaothief's two arms were almost broken, full of cracks, and blood flowed for a long time, staining his clothes red in just an instant. The tiger hunt in front of him was not unharmed, and his palm was almost completely cut off, and it was only by his blood that he failed to become crippled.

Although he took the lead, after all, Xia Xiaothief was not good at close combat, and he naturally couldn't compete with characters like Tiger Hunt.

It's also that Tiger Hunt reacts too quickly.

"Brother Xia..."

Tiger Hunter glanced at his palm, urging the blood to squeeze the wound tightly, and the blood immediately splattered, making him grin in pain. However, the pain in the palm of his hand was not comparable to his heart after all, he exhaled in a breath of turbidity, and all the hesitation and complexity that still existed were thrown away, and the blood and qi around his body were manifested, his face was full of fierceness, his eyes were bright and cold, and he had no reservations, only to hear a loud shock, the wind roared, and his body was blazing like a furnace.

He waved his hand, and a big gun fell into his hand, and his whole body was dark red, like blood, releasing a chilling and murderous aura!

Gongsun Liang and Han Wudao were still holding Xia Xiaothief, his face was pale, his arms were bleeding, and his breath became sluggish.

"Why are you suffering..."

Gongsun Liang's face was complicated, and he reached out with one hand and stood with two fingers, pointing out the flow of clear light, and submerged into Xia Xiaoxiao's shoulders and arms. In this way, the bleeding was stopped, and he swallowed an elixir for him, which could stabilize the injury temporarily.

However, with such an appearance, it is obvious that he no longer has the strength to fight.

"In today's situation, we should be in the same position, you shouldn't despise yourself so much, and you don't need to find a way out for the two of us. Today's affairs can't be good in any way, even if they are brought out of the Gongsun family, the Qin family and purgatory, what can they do? Damn it, or have to die, just die, and the aftermath has nothing to do with us, what are you worried about?"

He smiled wryly.

Han Wudao was also touched, but he didn't say much.

He only let go of his hand in silence, and stepped forward in two steps, the qi around his body became more and more obscure, and the dagger was held back to make a pounce, manifesting the Dao marks and circulating under his feet, turning a radius of one zhang into silence.

He is like a stubborn stone, standing before him.

Xia Xiaothief was gritting his teeth, feeling the medicinal power in his body melt away, and he felt better.

"I... I didn't think about it that much... Only solved the trouble of tiger hunting. Hey, he's got what it takes... Those who have the ability are better than me, and they just accidentally missed..."

"You..."

Gongsun clenched his fists suddenly, but when he saw blood spilling from Xia Xiaothief's mouth, he could only shake his head.

He stopped the Xia thief who wanted to say more, and placed him on the edge of the black stone tower before turning to face Tiger Hunt. His gaze swept over the Holy Lord of Yaoguang, who had always stood aside, as if he had never done anything, his face full of solemnity.

Although he was a little stunned before, Xia Xiaothief's speed was so fast, and although Tiger Hunt was unparalleled in close combat, he should not be able to react. But Tiger Hunt made a timely move, and his strength was so strong that it was shocking, and he only slapped Xia Xiaobao like that, if there was no means of the Holy Lord Yaoguang, he would not believe it if he killed Gongsun Liang.

On the surface, it looks as warm as jade, but it does some small actions behind the scenes.

This senior is really insidious!

"Be careful. ”

Gongsun Liang took his gaze away from the Yaoguang Holy Lord, stepped forward slowly, and whispered to Han Wudao.

The latter didn't answer, only glanced at the Holy Lord of Yaoguang intentionally or unintentionally, snorted coldly, and disappeared.

The wind rose, and it was reckless.

Tiger Hunt was full of blood and fire, and the big gun in his hand was even more imposing. Seeing that Han Wudao's figure was hidden and empty, his eyes full of fierceness immediately turned, and his nerves were completely tensed, and the big gun in his hand fell violently, and the wind swept like a knife. However, it was quiet here, but Han Wudao never made a move, only the clouds were rolling in the sky, carrying thunder and rolling, as if the power of heaven had descended into the world.

The wind is coming again.

The cold light is fleeting!

If it is short-lived, it will leave a perfect string moon behind the tiger hunt.

However, only to hear the sound of the bell, Tiger Hunter turned his hand and put the barrel of the gun behind him, and it was able to resist the gap between the white horses, and sparks flew everywhere.

At the same time, Gongsun Liang also made a move, and as soon as the folding fan was opened, a large area of clear light was waved out, and it was shrouded away. Its face is solemn, its momentum is surging, and the scenery of the mountains and rivers is manifested in it, and the Canglan Avenue is manifested. The waterfall flows, the crane chants, it is derived from the clear light, and it is as high as a hundred zhang, as if covering the sky!

Tiger Hunt's face remained unchanged, and he only looked at it with horizontal eyebrows.

"Good time!"

He shouted violently, and the big gun in his hand swept away, and then he raised it high and slashed down, and the shadow of the ten spears appeared, sweeping the terrible storm. But seeing the dark red light rising to the sky, the waterfall was suddenly shattered, and the two halves were easily cut off, and the crane only hissed and turned into powder.

Aggression is like fire! Immovable like a mountain!

Tiger Hunt stepped forward, the big gun was horizontal behind him, and with a whistle, the little poor man hiding behind the black stone tower immediately roared angrily and jumped suddenly.

Stride, on the little Qiqi, the big gun slashed out of thin air, and there was a dark red blood tide rushing away.

The cold light manifested again, and Han Wudao, who was hidden in the void, stared at the opportunity, and quietly appeared on the side of Tiger Hunt, and the dagger made a cold star to slash through the arc light, piercing the center of his eyebrows, and the avenue of evolution withered, tearing the arc of light and shattering.

In just a flash, Tiger Hunt's hair stood on end, and he immediately fell on his back.

The dagger grazed his face, cutting off only a few long hairs.

"Purgatory Killer, awesome!"

Tiger Hunt laughed, didn't care about the cold sweat on his forehead, the big gun was immediately raised, and the edge was revealed!

However, Han Wudao's body twisted out of thin air, and he could only dodge the gun, and once again disappeared into nothingness. However, out of thin air, there was a muffled snort, although Tiger Hunt didn't feel that the spear body was picked, but he also knew that it was touching it with a stirring momentum, and he thought that he should have vomited blood in secret.

However, at this time, Gongsun Liang also came.

He sang in his mouth, manifesting the traces of the Dao, which was a faint fairy sound, which seemed to flow from ancient times, resonating with the general trend of the sky, making the clouds in the sky vibrate, and deducing the inexplicable charm.

In the clear light, Gongsun Liang's posture is fluttering, and his eyes are as bright as clear light.

With a wave of the folding fan, the Nine Heavens Divine Sound derives a three-hundred-zhang waterfall, falling from a high altitude, carrying a majestic momentum to fall, and is twisting behind it to make a galloping river, moving forward. Above, his body is shrouded in a misty figure, as if standing in the pure land of the fairy world, overlooking all living beings.

The big river rushed towards him, and the little poor Qi roared and prostrated vigilantly.

Tiger Hunt was even more solemn, feeling that his body was cold, his internal organs were shaking, and he was oppressed by the general trend, as if his limbs and hundreds of bones were about to melt.

"Roaring ——!"

The big river is coming, and the little poor suddenly roared, and a fierce aura burst out all over his body, isolating the general trend.

Tiger Hunt felt better, his heart was horrified, and he didn't dare to be careless, relying on the power of the gun, he immediately cut out a piece of divine light like fire, and suddenly collided with the big river, and there was a roaring sound rolling for three hundred miles. However, in the broken light mist, there was a sudden manifestation of the killing machine, and the forest was cold to the bone, it was Han Wudao who didn't know when he was hiding in it, and when the two of them were temporarily resting, they shot again, reaching the heart of the little poor Qi's eyebrows!

The move is ruthless, and the intention is to kill!

"Retreat!"

Tiger Hunt was shocked, he didn't expect Han Wudao to be eyeing Xiao Qiqi.

If it weren't for Xiao Qiqi's angry roar to manifest the fierce qi, Gongsun Liang would have succeeded with one blow.

Han Wudao also thought of this, it was Xiao Qiqi's ability that was too strong, and he had to solve it as soon as possible, otherwise, with his tiger hunting skills and Yaoguang Holy Lord behind his back, it would be extremely rare to succeed and break through the defense line.

Gongsun Liang's face was solemn, the folding fan was waved again, and the singing in his mouth became more and more high-pitched, as if a million troops were fighting, and its sound pierced through the golden cracked stones, rolling the high sky, and like a big wave, rolling eastward, leading the stars to fall, and manifesting the green mountains to go away.

The big gun swept, Tiger Hunt was full of blood and fire, roared and shook the sky, resisted the two alone, first broke Han Wudao's offensive, and then raised a spear to stab the sky, instigating Xiao Qiqi to pounce, entering the air and destroying the green mountains. His blood and qi are high, like a furnace, blazing, like a peerless god of war, invincible.

Han Wudao flew back, gritting his teeth, only feeling as if his wrist was about to be broken.

"Prince Yun Zezhou, it's really extraordinary, his body is brutal and bloody, he really has the demeanor of the Tiger King when he was young!"

Gongsun Liang's mouth suddenly spilled blood, his face was also a little pale, and he smiled helplessly.

"I'm not good at fierce battles, and the nine immortal sounds can only be deduced by three. ”

"Kill. ”

Han Wudao only had one word, his eyes were cold, and he stopped his wrist trembling and then disappeared into nothingness again.

Seeing this, Gongsun Liang shook his head and smiled bitterly, wiped the blood from the corners of his lips with his white sleeves, and looked at the filth of the cuffs for a moment.

"It would be good if Qin Fang was still here, with his ability, he should be able to fight with Tiger Hunt. It's a pity that I'm not a good fighter, and Brother Han is a killer, so my cultivation is weaker..."

"It's useless to say this, Meilangjun has ended up like that, and at worst, he has to avenge him!"

Xia Xiaothief stabilized his injuries, took a breath, picked up the broken knife and the three-foot cold front again, and staggered over, his face was still pale.

Seeing this, the originally fierce tiger hunting was all stagnant.

He showed a little complicated hesitation on his face, but his heart trembled at the murderous intent in the eyes of the thief in Shangxia, and only then did he smile bitterly, and once again urged his blood to rise, and the big gun was powerful.

"Don't fight, or you will surely die. ”

Gongsun Liang also consoled.

"Today, we can't wait for the tiger hunt, and there is nothing to do, because he is the leader of the younger generation in the Northern Wilderness, so even the little drunkard has to avoid him for three points. With us, we are really not opponents, not to mention Xiao Qiqi. You have a good talent, but you have slacked off your cultivation, a little worse, and Yuan Ding is no longer there, so naturally he can't shake him. ”

"So what?"

Xia Xiaothief glanced at Gongsun Liang, smiled lightly, shook his arm, and blood spilled, staining black jade red, dying red with broken knives and three-foot cold edges.

"I still have the means to come out, if I don't have the strength to fight again with one blow, wouldn't it weaken the reputation of the prince of Wu'an? The one who killed a thousand knives is already dead, I can't stain him again, I have to let the people of the world see, the prince of Wu'an, who calmed down the chaos of a hundred schools, has a successor!"

Bowing down, sliding, blood gushing, spiritual light manifesting, smiling insolently.

"Lao Tzu is the little prince of Wu'an, how can he not be so cowardly, so let him taste the handprints of the three kings of heaven, earth and man in my Wu'an prince's mansion and the killing knife!