"Take your life, stinky boy!" Lady Hundredfoot said angrily, and then dozens of arms waved a jagged machete towards Yun Qingyang.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, not to mention dozens of arms, Yun Qingyang at this time is very passive, and he is beaten and retreats.

Yun Qingyang suddenly jumped backwards and fell off the high altar, and two knives, one blue and one red, appeared in his hands at the same time, respectively the Flowing Cloud Blade and the Red Blood Demon Knife.

At the same time, the Hundred-Foot Lady also jumped down from the altar, and dozens of knives slashed towards Yun Qingyang at the same time.

I saw Yun Qingyang resist the Hundred-Foot Lady who was falling from the sky with two knives up and down, but his abdomen was still slashed by the knife he was holding in one of his hands.

The pain spread all over Yun Qingyang's body, and Yun Qingyang hurriedly retreated from the pain, only to see a long wound cut out of his abdomen, but fortunately, it was not deep.

Yun Qingyang hurriedly used his vitality to block the bleeding point at the wound, otherwise he would faint even if he just made it bleed.

The Hundred-Footed Lady rushed towards Yun Qingyang, waving her dense arms, and the moonlight reflected a burst of light on the surface of the knife.

Yun Qingyang ignored the injury in his abdomen, rushed forward head-on, and showed the Fuxi knife technique, which was not yet proficient.

I saw that the red blood demon knife in Yun Qingyang's right hand kept slashing at the knife in the hand of the Hundred-Foot Lady, delaying for a short period of time.

After attacking with his right hand and changing to his left hand, the Flowing Cloud Blade on Yun Qingyang's left hand also slashed at the knife in the hand of Mrs. Baizu one after another.

As a few minutes passed, a set of Fuxi knife techniques was finished, and the jagged machete in the hand of the Hundred-legged Lady was cut beyond recognition, and only two could be used again.

"It's fair now, see how you fight me!" Yun Qingyang said with a smug smile.

Yun Qingyang, who got carried away, rushed forward with the Flowing Cloud Blade and the Red Blood Demon Knife, and a knife fell on the double knives that the Hundred-Foot Lady was struggling to resist.

The hundred-footed lady, who did not have an advantage in strength, was defeated in an instant and retreated.

"Is bullying a woman the consistent style of the Kunlun Divine Sect?" a melodious and hoarse voice suddenly came from afar.

"Who is it?" Yun Qingyang looked around, and when he turned around, the Hundred-Footed Lady had already been taken to the safer altar.

Yun Qingyang looked at the altar and saw a mysterious man wearing a black robe, a cloak, and a veil appear next to the Centurid Lady.

The more I looked at it, the more familiar it felt, and I suddenly remembered that this figure seemed to be the masked man I had seen before.

"Yun Qingyang, long time no see!" the mysterious man said in greeting.

"It turned out to be you!" Yun Qingyang said after knowing the identity of the mysterious person.

"That's right, the person in the woods outside the sect and in the makeshift base before is me. The mysterious man said with a sigh.

Yun Qingyang no longer talked nonsense with the mysterious man, and easily jumped in front of the mysterious man, took the lead in attacking, and punched the mysterious man.

And the mysterious man's strength was extremely strong, and he easily dodged Yun Qingyang's attack, and he didn't plan to make a move.

"Come on, what are you afraid of?" Yun Qingyang shouted, wanting the mysterious man to do it.

However, the mysterious man did not fall for the plan, and took Yun Qingyang's words as a deaf ear, no matter how Yun Qingyang shouted, the mysterious man did not move, only dodged and did not attack.

Seeing that his attack had not been able to reach the mysterious man for a long time, Yun Qingyang, who was a little breathless, lost his composure a little, and the Red Blood Demon Knife suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Are you going to show your true skills?" Seeing that a blood-red long knife suddenly appeared in Yun Qingyang's hand, the mysterious man began to stab Yun Qingyang with a radical technique.

At this moment, Fox Luoluo and Qingling suddenly arrived at Yun Qingyang's side, and Fox Luoluo opened his mouth to calm Yun Qingyang's emotions: "Don't fall for his plan, I just want to provoke you." ”

The reason why Yun Qingyang couldn't hold back his emotions just now was because the mysterious man had escaped from Yun Qingyang's hands twice, and again and again, and this time Yun Qingyang did not intend to let him escape again.

Yun Qingyang, who had stabilized his emotions, calmed down, clenched the Red Blood Demon Sword in his hand, and did not intend to attack first.

"Time is limited, be sure to kill the three people in front of you before the moon rises in the sky, otherwise you won't have a chance. Lady Hundredfoot gasped and said to the mysterious man.

The mysterious man nodded, taking the lead in breaking the calm deadlock, and jumped down with a very light body, swooping towards Yun Qingyang.

Yun Qingyang had already had the urge to beat the mysterious man, Yun Qingyang clenched the Red Blood Demon Knife with both hands, and stabbed at the mysterious man.

Just as they were about to collide, the mysterious man's hands suddenly turned silvery-white, clenched into fists, and slammed into the tip of the Red Blood Demon Knife.

The fist and the knife collided with each other, and a wave of fluctuations erupted in an instant, and two rays of light, one red and one silver, were scattered crosswise, illuminating the dark battlefield.

Neither of them took advantage, Yun Qingyang took a few steps back, panting heavily, and although the mysterious man did not have Yun Qingyang's embarrassment, the originally smooth breathing rhythm became intricate.

Yun Qingyang, who was very aggressive, did not let himself rest for half a minute longer, and rushed towards the mysterious man with the Red Blood Demon Knife in his hand, and performed a set of Fuxi Knife Techniques on him, which he was not fully proficient in.

I feel that this knife technique is not simple, its destructive power is extremely terrifying, and with the red blood demon knife in his hand, the two complement each other, it is really a perfect match made in heaven, and if you are accidentally hit, the consequences will be extraordinary.

The mysterious man's fingers moved easily, and a blue light suddenly stabbed at Yun Qingyang from the air, and slashed out sword flowers.

Forced to be helpless, Yun Qingyang leaned over to dodge the blue light, and then re-played a set of Fuxi knife techniques.

As the blue light swayed freely, it suddenly returned to the hands of the mysterious man.

"This is our Kunlun Divine Sect's mastery, the sword technique, could it be that this person is a person from our sect?"

"It doesn't matter if he is that sect, he must die here today!" Yun Qingyang said exaggeratedly.

"Are you only going to make this move, let me see what progress you have!" the mysterious man said provocatively with a long sword in his hand, and then stabbed at Yun Qingyang with a sword.

Yun Qingyang didn't speak, he was silently thinking about the next form, only to see Yun Qingyang blocking the Red Blood Demon Knife in front of him, successfully resisting the mysterious man's stabbing attack.

Neither of them withdrew their weapons, but competed with brute force.

The soldiers are not tired of cheating, at this time, Yun Qingyang secretly withdrew his left hand and stretched it out behind his back, only to see the Flowing Cloud Blade suddenly appear in his hand.

"Let me see your true face!" Yun Qingyang pretended to be defeated, deliberately fell backwards, and the Flowing Cloud Blade clenched in his left hand slashed towards his forehead.

The mysterious man who was successfully hit hurriedly staggered a few steps back, only to blame for his quick reaction, otherwise the current Yun Qingyang would have been able to recapture the Qingyun Atlas a long time ago.

Yun Qingyang's sneak attack only hit the mysterious man's hat and mask.

"Why are you!" Yun Qingyang said in disbelief, and hurriedly wiped his eyes.

Suddenly, an extremely familiar face made Yun Qingyang dare not believe the facts.