This kind of Sangong pill, Bai Zhisu has seen a lot, and the people in Lianyun Village walk the rivers and lakes, and they have to use this thing to make a wave of others.

Mao Bingcheng took it out at this time, and he really wrote his distrust of her nakedly on his face.

"I've already eaten, you can relax. ”

Just after swallowing, Bai Zhisu quietly used his means to secretly replace the pill thrown by Mao Bingcheng with the Baifeng Pill hidden in his sleeve, Bai Zhisu has been in trouble for the past few days, and he always has a headache, so he has been carrying this medicine with him, but he didn't expect it to be useful.

"Cheng Feng, Tian Yong, you both accompany the third sister. ”

Mao Bingcheng commanded, and the two of them continued to maintain control over Bai Zhisu, turning their heads while looking at the battle situation not far away, and playing a complex set of sign language with both hands.

At this time, in Lianyun Village, the sound of horns is endless, and there are fire smoke rising everywhere, obviously Taigong Chong has been preparing for a long time with Mao Bingcheng, and today's cleaning is not only for Du Zhubei alone, but also to sweep away his diehard loyalists in Lianyun Village.

Bai Zhisu watched coldly, if the conspiracy of Mao Bingcheng and Taigong Chong was not launched, once it was launched, it would inevitably be a fatal situation.

Bai Zhisu wanted to find a chance to save the seriously injured Du Zhibei, looking at Gao Chengfeng, the short swordsman with a roe head and rat eyes beside him, and Tian Yong, who seemed to be loyal, he sneered lightly and didn't speak.

The breathing of more than 200 masters of the "Thunder Cliff" gradually coincided, and they were connected with each other's momentum as if they were one, like a mountain cliff.

This is also the origin of the name "Thunder Cliff", as the so-called "condensed like a mountain cliff, moving like thunder." ”。 The more than 200 knifemen who were motionless in front of them slowly raised the long knives in their hands, and the crisp blades reflected the winter snow, which became more and more eye-catching.

Wang Sunyin looked at the Du stop cup in front of him and slowly breathed, he knew that this big master had been seriously injured but he couldn't be underestimated, they were all people who had witnessed how terrible the Du stop cup was.

"Yin Yuan. ”

Wang Sunyin let out a low call, and the body shape of the swordsmen changed, and finally launched an attack. At present, more than 50 long knives were wrapped in qi and volleyed in the air, and went straight to the front of Du Zhu's cup.

The dantian was empty, the internal organs were poisonous like needles, and Du Zhubei was dressed in a white robe, facing the bright steel knife.

The long knives used by the Thunder Cliff Blade are all made of stainless steel. The handle of the knife is about two feet long, and the blade is five feet long, and the cruel and fierce knife moves of the Dream Shattering Knife are like wind and thunderclouds, and in the blink of an eye, the three long knives are already approaching in front of him.

One handle went straight to the head of the six yangs, the other slashed to the left leg, and the other slashed diagonally across the chest and abdomen.

Du stopped the cup and stood up, all he had was a pair of hands.

The right hand was handed forward, and the index finger swiped a strange trajectory in the air.

The Dream Shattering Knife was tragic and domineering, the speed and angle of the knife were extremely tricky, and Du Zhubei was already a heavy blow, and a true yuan had already gone to the empty building, but the index finger he stretched out moved slowly in the air, and he did something almost impossible.

With the first blow, the index finger of his right hand lightly tapped the underside of the long knife that slashed his own head, and with just a slight push, the long knife slid out of the Thunder Cliff Knifeman's hand, and rushed out with the sound of breaking through the air, piercing the chest and abdomen of a Thunder Cliff Knifeman who was surrounded behind him.

The second point was on the long knife that slashed at the left leg, this finger was focused on the back of the knife, the knife hand holding the knife could no longer control the body, the long knife stabbed straight into the masonry of the martial arts field, and then Du stopped the cup with his right hand and went up, the thumb hooked the middle finger between his eyebrows and flicked it gently, and the knife man spilled blood between his mouth and nose and lay on the ground.

Killing the two in an instant, breaking the momentum of the combo, Du Zhubei was still behind his left hand at this moment, and the three fingers of his right hand were lightly pressed together and slowly twisted and wiped the pick, and the masters of Thunder Cliff were ignored.

This kind of cultivation is not only comparable to Yue Gu Han today, except for the Three Saints.

With the last long knife slashing diagonally, Du Zhubei finally stretched out his left hand behind his back, and the palm of his hand cut into it at an incredible angle, gently pressing on the blade.

A soft sticker, the handle of the knife turned out to be slippery and did not leave the hand, Du stop the cup hand moved, the blade slided, first cut backwards, gently cut off the master's throat, and then the handle of the knife rotated naturally to Du stop the cup on the left hand.

Du Zhubei held the handle of the knife with his left hand, the blade of the knife drooped to the ground, and the blood beads slowly rolled down along the patterns on the knife body, smashing into the snow with a trace of heat.

The hot blood overflowed from the wound of the Thunder Cliff knife hand, and the white robe of Du Zhubei was also stained with a lot of blood, like a plum in winter, looking extremely miserable.

Wang Sunyin's eyes narrowed slightly, he expected that Du Stop Cup would definitely not be easy to ambush, but even if the entire Thunder Cliff was buried here, Du Stop Cup must be killed.

The battle was completely through his own experience and martial arts cultivation, and he did not use his true qi, but purely used the strength of his muscles to kill three Thunder Cliff masters in succession with his skills.

Although Du Zhubei was dressed up in a body that was eroded by toxins, his Grandmaster Master's brain was still there, so he was able to lift weights and defeat three people in a row.

The four Thunder Cliff swordsmen rose one after another, and the long knife in their hands wiped out a tragic knife light, and the Dream Shattering Knife was like a dark moon, slashing towards Du Zhubei with endless silence and tragic.

Wang Sunyin knew this, and Mao Bingcheng also knew this.

So no matter what, he has to kill Du Zhubei here and now, the highly poisonous Du Zhubei is already so difficult to deal with, and when he really recovers, it will be everyone's nightmare.

The leader of the Thunder Cliff dragon held the handle of the knife with his left hand, and the toxins in Du Zhu's body became more and more rampant because of his luck, attacking the internal organs, and the unbearable severe pain kept coming from the inside of the body. Du stopped the cup like gold paper, beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead, and he barely supported it.

The bleak light of the sword firmly locked the Du Stop Cup, and the closest blade was only a foot away from him. Suddenly, Du Zhubei kicked forward with his left foot, and the long knife he was holding in his left hand cut through the sky, drawing a trajectory in the encirclement.

If so, I cut it.

Du stopped the cup with both hands and held the handle of the knife, and slowly turned the blade, this knife was not fast or slow, not strong or weak, not loose or tight, just a flash of knife light, and several blood flowers exploded around the body of Du Zhu's cup.

It is the golden mean hidden in Confucian martial arts.

A head, three arms, and an ear rose into the air, and after another slash, Du Zhubei defeated four more Thunder Cliff masters.

"Do you really think that after you are poisoned, you can use people to kill the grandmaster?"

The corner of Bai Zhisu's mouth sneered and whispered: "The so-called grandmasters are all peerless masters who study the changes of heaven and man, and they are not outside the frame if they are half-human and half-gods, and Taigong Chong does not show up, you have no chance at all, or are you willing to pile up the entire Thunder Cliff?"

Mao Bingcheng was silent, just looking at the battlefield in front of him with his hands behind his back.