"Woohoo......"

The giant sword in Yun Feiyang's hand was like a flying poisonous snake, and everywhere it swept through, there were all corpses, and without exception, they were all sealed by a sword.

Even Yun Feiyang was slightly surprised by this, because he didn't know that in just a few months, his martial arts had advanced by leaps and bounds, and in the sword vein, powerful true qi roamed in it, allowing him to have a steady stream of air gushing out, which was enough to make the giant sword in his hand dance in the air, as if holding a long chain, flying in the air.

Not long after, three or five people were killed by Yun Feiyang's powerful sword qi, and the man in the lion head mask was even more furious, originally chasing and killing Shangguan Hong, he was already exhausted, and when he entered the Valley of Forgotten Worries, when Shangguan Hong had no way out, he came to an urn in this Valley of Forgotten Worries to catch turtles.

However, the appearance of Yun Feiyang completely shocked them. Judging from his age, Yun Feiyang is only about twenty, but from the perspective of his martial arts, it is at least the skill that he should have at the age of thirty or forty.

What's even more terrifying is the bloodthirsty sword in his hand, each sword is to take people's lives, making people tiptoe a little bit, and dare not rush forward.

And the man in the lion head mask roared, so he had to "clang" and pull out a long knife in his hand, facing Yun Feiyang's figure, swept forward, volleyed down, and slashed at Yun Feiyang's shoulder angrily.

Yun Feiyang felt a cold air coming from behind him, impartially, turned around, strange body style, coupled with unique footwork, when the long knife was cut down, his body was like a clever monkey, dodging sideways from under the blade of the long knife. Almost at the same time, his wrist sank, and the giant sword in his hand stabbed into the waist of the man in the lion-headed mask.

If it is a general, Yun Feiyang's shot will either be dead or injured. But this man with a lion's head mask is worthy of being a master, and when he was about to be stabbed in the waist by a giant sword flying in the clouds, he almost volleyed a harrier and turned around, and at the same time, with a wave of the long knife, a strong force of devouring power slashed.

Yun Feiyang was also stunned, took a few steps back, and with a new twist of his wrist, the giant sword was as clever as a spiritual snake coming out of the hole, and the sword qi shot out from the tip of the sword like mist. It slammed into the lion-headed mask-masked man's broadsword.

The man in the lion head mask said calmly: "Good swordsmanship!"

Under Yun Feiyang's cold face, he smiled coldly and said gloomily: "Of course, the master's swordsmanship is a good swordsmanship, and there are even better ones!" Before he finished speaking, he swung the giant sword through the wind and rain.

He also displayed the Tang poetry sword trick through the wind and rain, and groaned: "Maoling Liu Lang autumn wind guest, the night hears the neighing of the horse without a trace...... a song of the "Golden and Bronze Immortals Speak of the Han Dynasty", the "ghost sword trick" is vividly displayed, the swordsmanship dances faster and faster, and the lion head mask man is forced to retreat.

"The laurel tree in the painting column hangs the autumn fragrance, and the soil flowers of the thirty-six palaces are blue ......" is another sword qi that comes out wildly, and the swordsmanship is extremely exquisite, so that all the masked black-clothed people are shocked to see it.

Perhaps on the rivers and lakes, I have never seen such exquisite swordsmanship, every sword move is stabbed, there are endless changes, I feel that what he performs is not a sword move that takes people's lives, but a leisurely stroll, pacing with his hands in the negative. Reciting poems, this realm is already transcendent.

The man in the lion head mask said dumbly, "Who are you, how can the swordsmanship be so strong?"

Yun Feiyang turned a deaf ear, still swept the giant sword, and groaned in his mouth: "Wei Guan is pointing to thousands of miles, and the sour wind in Dongguan shoots his eyes......" Every sentence of his poem came out, all of which changed with the swordsmanship in his hand, extremely agile and as fast as lightning.

"Master is Lord Yama, send you little ghosts to the Western Heavens!" He swayed with his sword shadow all the way, and in the flickering moments, his figure was also extremely weird, so that these masked men in black couldn't see where he came from at all.

The long knife of the man in the lion head mask was angry, and each knife was eager to cut Yun Feiyang into two, so his big knife technique was also extremely vicious, and every knife was cut down, if it was dodged by Yun Feiyang, he withdrew the long knife and hurriedly rolled it out.

has been repeated like this, and more than 100 rounds have been disassembled, but it is still difficult to solve, regardless of whether it is up or down.

Yun Feiyang naturally understood in his heart that he couldn't continue to consume his true qi like this, if he was alone, in order to survive, he might have a few chances of winning from here.

However, there is not only a seriously injured Shangguan Hong in front of him, but also a Xiao Xiang who does not know martial arts. This is what makes him feel hesitant, he can't lose this battle, as long as he loses, the other three are all worried about their lives. And he himself may not be able to save his life.

Thinking of this, Yun Feiyang immediately sped up his swordsmanship, and groaned: "The empty general Han Yue went out of the palace gate, and Yijun's tears were like lead water......

"Decline Lan sends guests to Xianyang Road, if there is love in the sky, the sky is also old......"

"The moon is desolate with a disk, and Weicheng has a small ...... from afar"

In this way, his swordsmanship was so fast that he couldn't see the figure at all, and he saw sword shadows in all directions, enveloping them one after another, repelling the masked black-clothed men who rushed over.

And wherever the sword light went, there was blood splattering, like snowflakes flying in the cold winter wax moon, or like those waterfalls, blood gushed out from those stabbed throats, making the whole scene bloody and bloody.

In the bloody place, corpses were everywhere, and there were corpses everywhere. The masked man in black who had already been killed by Yun Feiyang for more than twenty people.

Yun Feiyang only felt that there were endless changes in the sword vein, although a lot of true qi was consumed, but when he duel against the God Killing Tribe before, the powerful air flow surging in the sword vein reappeared, and he felt that there were countless powerful forces surging in his body, and it seemed that only by dancing and killing the giant sword in his hand could he alleviate that inexplicable powerful power.

However, in the current situation, the only way to do this is to keep killing and make these people pay the price of blood. If they don't kill them, they unceremoniously kill themselves.

Then he rushed into the stone house, defeated the Miao hand empty, and snatched the sheepskin map hidden by Fu Xiqin and the divine soldier spectrum from Shangguan Hong, then the rivers and lakes will no longer be at peace.

At least judging from the menacing appearance of these masked black-clothed people, if the treasures hidden by Fu Xiqin and the divine weapons in the divine weapon spectrum fall into their hands, they will definitely bring blood and rain to the rivers and lakes, and will definitely provoke another catastrophe in the rivers and lakes.

Therefore, standing in the chivalrous position of the rivers and lakes, we must not let Fu Xiqin and the divine soldier spectrum fall into the hands of traitors. After all, there is an ambitious Nangong Ao who is proud of the palace in the rivers and lakes, and he has already plunged the rivers and lakes into endless darkness.

Yun Feiyang will not let Nangong Ao's kind of thing appear on the rivers and lakes again, it must not! )