The fragments of a gate divided the formation of these four men and four women into pieces, and they had to fight separately.

Long Zaitian laughed, the spear was already good at long-range attacks, but when the eight swordsmen were in a hurry by the "hidden weapon", they had already unfolded their marksmanship.

For these eight swordsmen, Long Zaitian's move was tantamount to falling into a well and adding fuel to the fire.

On the second floor, a figure descended from the sky, also a spear, bringing wind and thunder rolling, singing and harmonizing with Long Zaitian, completely shrouding the eight swordsmen in a spear net woven by two spears.

The person who came should be the brother of Long Zaitian.

Their appearance is seventy percent similar, but the first impression they give is completely different.

The bearded dragon is in the sky, rough and atmospheric, and looks like the kind of uninhibited man who drinks and eats meat.

And his younger brother, because of the lack of beard, his fair and delicate face is more like a graceful and well-cultivated son.

Although the eight swordsmen were embarrassed by the hidden weapon for a while, how could they dare to follow Jin Qian to snipe a master like Long Zaitian?

Four men and four women are interspersed and overlapped, white clothes are fluttering, long swords are dotted, each other is horns, relying on each other, and in a blink of an eye, they got out of the disadvantage, and the two brothers of Long Zaitian fought on a par. Even, it seems to be taking the initiative more and more.

Zhang Yan watched it from the sidelines.

The eight swordsmen stepped on strange steps, which seemed to imply some kind of formation of five elements and eight trigrams, which made the power of their alliance even higher.

It's a pity that Zhang Yan is not a passenger, he doesn't know anything about the formation. Even if you want to secretly help the two brothers of Long Zaitian, they are helpless.

At this time, Jin Qian had already moved lightly and stood five feet away from Zhang Yan's side.

She and Zhang Chuan are neither friends nor enemies, but also friends and enemies, if Zhang Remnant, who is suddenly close to him, is too close, in case of any misunderstanding, it will be a big disaster.

Therefore, this distance is within the range of mutual acceptance.

"Brother Zhang came to Goryeo, but to finish his face?"

It didn't mean anything for Zhang Yan to deceive this, and nodded: "Does Miss Jin know the whereabouts of Yan Injury?"

"Don't say you don't know, even if you know, you can't tell you! Otherwise, if the king knows, Qian'er will be unlucky!" Jin Qian, even if she just chuckled, gave people a very bright and comfortable feeling, making people feel very comfortable.

"Then bother Miss Qian'er and don't tell Jin Xuanlin that Zhang has come to Goryeo, otherwise, Zhang will be unlucky!"

Jin Qian grinned: "Brother Zhang is obviously whimsical! Qian'er has been busy chasing the second brother Long Zaitian these days, and there is no source of news! Qian'er dares to guarantee that before Brother Zhang set foot on the land of my Goryeo, the king has already gotten the news!"

It's not that Zhang Zhan's self-righteous "Heavenly Dynasty", in comparison, Goryeo is indeed a land of projectiles, and a breeze can blow from the east to the west of Goryeo, so it is impossible to come to Goryeo in person, if Jin Xuanlin knows nothing.

"I hope Jin Xuanlin has already sharpened the fast knife that is going to cut off my Zhang Remnant's head!" Zhang Remnant said lightly.

"Of course it's not the king who dealt with Brother Zhang!" Brother Zhang guess who?" Jin Qian blinked narrowly.

Zhang Yan glanced at Jin Qian coldly: "Is Miss Jin deliberately provoking Zhang?"

Jin Qian stuck out her tongue: "Have a good chat, and if you say that you will turn your face, you will turn your face! How did Brother Zhang's bearing become so small?"

Zhang Yan was silent for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "I'm sorry!"

If what Jin Qian said is true, then it must be Park Baoying who will deal with Zhang Yan.

This is a person that Zhang Yan loves and hates.

Zhang Yan was born and died for her, and similarly, Park Bo-young also did everything for Zhang Yan. Zhang Jian originally thought that he could die side by side with Park Baoying, but in the end, everything changed.

It is not surprising that the world is so wonderful that enemies can become friends, and this absurdity is not mentioned. But it can torture people who love each other to death, which is really too much.

Besides, Park Bo-young killed himself, although Zhang Yan resented it, because the positions of the two were already opposite. What Zhang Chuan can't forgive is that Park Baoying almost killed Nie Ban.

To this day, Zhang Zhan doesn't know that with Nie Ban's martial arts, even if Park Baoying has the world's unparalleled Yin and Yang True Qi, the mysterious and mysterious glass treasure book, and the three divine skills of burning scriptures, which are said to be enough to soar in the day with a small success, martial arts are thousands of miles in a day. But Zhang Yan still firmly believes: even if Nie Ban is defeated, his self-protection is more than enough.

Something strange must have happened in the middle of this.

Forget it, don't want to.

When I saw Park Baoying, or when I saw Nie Ban again, everything fell into place.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Before she comes to kill me, shouldn't I do more disgusting things, or maximize the damage, right?"

As soon as Jin Qian heard it, she understood what Zhang Yan meant, and pouted: "Brother Zhang, this is deliberately causing trouble for Qian'er! If you still have Qian'er can't catch the second brother of Long Zaitian, Qian'er can't deal with it!"

Zhang Yan patted his chest and said righteously: "If there is any dirty water, just splash it on Zhang's body!

After finishing speaking, the Miao knife in Zhang Yan's hand let out a pleasant sound like a dragon's chant and a phoenix's roar: "Hello everyone! Zhang is here to help Brother Long!"

The two brothers of Long Zaitian were back to back, although under the fighting of the eight swordsmen, there were still defenses and attacks, but the formation of the swordsmen was like the five elements and gossip, but it always blocked the breakthrough opportunities of the two brothers of Long Zaitian, as if they were in a situation of catching turtles in the urn.

This analogy is not an exaggeration.

The two brothers seem to have one against four, but in fact, they are one against eight, because the formation of eight swordsmen condenses the eight long swords into one. With the blessing of the formation, the two brothers of Long Zaitian must concentrate and do their best to maintain their current undefeated.

However, manpower is limited after all, and if it continues to be consumed in the long run, it is still inevitable that the end of being captured will be exhausted.

After Zhang Yan shouted, the phantom sword technique, oh, it was the phantom sword technique. In the blink of an eye, thousands of knife shadows, colorful with thousands of points of light, like the Milky Way hanging obliquely in the blue sky, dreamy and blurry.

Many people who saw the Phantom Sword Technique for the first time, especially those Qinglou women who were already poor in Goryeo, were all dazzled when they saw such beauty, and even some of them had a different kind of desire: If they could die under such brilliant martial arts, this life would not be in vain!

Of course, Zhang Zhan didn't have time to pay attention to these.

He worked in one move.

The pervasive sword shadow and the sword aura filled with it made it impossible for the eight swordsmen to judge who Zhang Zhan's final target of attack was.

It seems that no one is it.

It seems that no one can escape.

It is nothing for a person to have such a stunned and hesitant feeling. If the eight people were distracted at the same time, and the two brothers of Long Zaitian couldn't seize this moment to break out of the formation, it would really be a joke.

Two spears, one Jiaolong went to sea, and the other opened the world, and shot with Zhang Yan's shot. Suddenly, the eight swordsmen were in turmoil, and they were attacked by the enemy on their backs, and the formation naturally could no longer be maintained, and it was announced that it was broken.

However, in a moment, the eight swordsmen scattered and did not mess up, and in an instant, they stood firm and made a comeback.

Zhang Zan's heart still wanted to touch the power of this formation, but the two brothers of Long Zaitian had already been consumed, and they had personally experienced the difficulties of the eight swordsmen, so they naturally had more say than Zhang Zan, who was watching: "The wind is tight,!"

doesn't blow it at all, it stands to reason that the two brothers of Long Zaitian should have a tacit understanding. Unexpectedly, when Long Zaitian shouted the first word "wind", the two of them were surprised to find that Zhang Yan was able to slip away one step ahead of the two of them.

This man is much faster than a rabbit!

The brothers glanced at each other, and glanced at Zhang Zhigao.

"Miss Yan'er, I'll come to you for a drink another day!"

Long Zaitian's younger brother is an amorous seed, and he didn't forget to tell that Yan'er girl before leaving.

The three of them broke out of the door, and the snow was heavy, and they were confused as far as they could see.

The heavens and the earth are plain, and those who are confused may think that the world has lost its color from now on.

The eight swordsmen were still close behind, and the three did not dare to slow down, and they galloped all the way.

"In the next Zhang Zhan, brother Gao's surname?" Zhang Zhan did not forget to say hello to Long Zaitian's younger brother.

However, perhaps because he had to say goodbye to the Yan'er girl for a while, this white and pure young man was a little depressed, and said happily: "I am Long Zaitian's younger brother below, I thought that Brother Zhang could guess the name of the next." ”

Zhang Yan laughed: "It turned out to be the dragon brother on the ground!"

Before Zhang Yan clasped his fists and saluted, "Dragon on the ground" frowned: "What dragon is on the ground?

Hold your fists and salute and stop there.

This fuck, it's a guess of wool! I can't guess that Zhang Remnant was killed!

"Don't the people of the Central Plains have any logical thinking at all?" asked in a low voice to Long Zaitian.

You have logic! One surname is Long, and the other is surnamed Di, this is called logic? Don't say that your eldest brother is called Long Zaitian, even if he is really called Tianxingjian, Zhang Chuan has no reason to think that his own brother will be called Ditu Kun!

After running for half an hour in a row, he completely threw off the eight swordsmen, and the three of them slowed down.

"Brother Zhang was willing to help, but it was a big surprise to Long. ”

Zhang Yan didn't hide it, and said with a smile: "I came to Goryeo this time to make trouble. The two of them have never sold Goryeo's face, and they have also grown into a big problem for Goryeo, so Zhang's shot is actually more to disgust the enemy!"

When Long Zaitian heard this, he didn't get angry but laughed: "Brother Zhang is very fast-talking, and he doesn't talk about any false feelings at first sight, he is very sincere! Okay, everyone supports each other, maybe there will be a day when they cooperate with each other." ”

Zhang Yan nodded, and was about to speak, but his face suddenly changed, and he turned to look ahead.

Long Zaitian had already seen Zhang Zan's keen senses, and when he saw Zhang Zan's appearance, he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ahead, there was a man, a very remarkable person, who seemed to be waiting for us......

"Yin Yang Immortal Master?" the dragon subconsciously shouted out this name that represented the world's martial arts, the pinnacle symbol.

There is only one person, but he dares to block the way of Zhang Chuan and the three of them, if they are friends or enemies, except for the Yin Yang Immortal Master, who else can have the confidence to support this?

Zhang Yan shook his head: "To be honest, the three of us who are little shrimps and little crabs can't easily provoke someone of the level of the Yin Yang Immortal Master to make a move." ”

In the eyes of others, Zhang Yan and the other three can already be regarded as masters, but in fact, there is still a long way to go before they are truly top masters.

Therefore, you said that if Dongying Sword Saint or Yelu Chucai came to Goryeo to wreak havoc, or again, at least they would have to be masters like Demon Sect Duan Xuri, and if they were someone else, the Yin Yang Immortal Master would really be ashamed to make a move.

Killing chickens with a knife is the truth.

Unless, of course, Zhang Yan dropped an atomic bomb, which destroyed thousands of lives at once, ruined lives, and made people and gods angry. Otherwise, these petty fights are definitely not worth alarming the Yin Yang Immortal Master.

"Bypass?" Zhang asked.

"Kill what!" said the dragon in the sky.

Zhang Zan's words are just talking, if this master in front of him is so confident and confident, he is really waiting for Zhang Zan's others. Then this person must have the strength to let Zhang Remnant fly hard. So, no matter which direction you deviate from, that person will probably still stand on your path.

So, it definitely can't be bypassed.

These two brothers have been consumed by eight swordsmen, and they have been running for more than half an hour, and I am afraid that they are almost running out of oil.

The master in front dares to block the way alone, even if he waits for work, he must have the martial arts of the heavens and the earth, and Zhang Yan and others will never dare to underestimate him.

Coincidentally, the three of them slowly lowered their speed, adjusting their mentality while recovering their strength without distraction.

After a cup of tea, a vague shadow also appeared in the sight of the three people.

After approaching, the three of them looked at each other, and it turned out to be a snowman.

Of course, not the snowmen piled up by naughty children.

Instead, the whole body of this person was covered with heavy snow, and not even a single piece of clothing or limbs was revealed.

This person must be possessed by an extremely advanced turtle breath technique!

Zhang Remnant may be able to be buried in the snow to isolate his breath. But he can't do it to keep the snow flakes on his body insoluble. Even if you could, you wouldn't be able to keep it for a long time.

And this snowman, who seems to have snow as thick as the snow on the ground, is obviously standing in the snow and completely enclosing himself, not for a moment, but for a long, long, long time.

"Slaughtered?" Long Zaitian kills people without blinking, and when he sees such a vision, he is too lazy to figure it out, and a mouth is the most simple and concise way.

"Smart people really have a lot of ways! Just do it!" Zhang Yan didn't bother to think about it.

After all, if this person is in the snow, if he doesn't take the initiative to show up, the three of them can't just watch him scratch his ears and cheeks, and do nothing!

Attack this snowman from three directions at the same time with one knife and two shots.

Accompanied by the sword wind and gun, the snowflakes suddenly turned into three dragons, roaring towards the snowman, looking like three giant dragons were about to swallow the snowman in one bite.

However, what is surprising is that until the target is hit, this snowman does not move at all.

The snowflakes on the snowman's body were blown clean by the sword and spear wind, revealing a thin old monk who was as rough as tree bark.

"Ding Ding Ding" three times.

One knife and two shots, mixed with unparalleled internal force, it stands to reason that the steel of the thick Ruo'er arm should be easily disconnected like mud and tofu.

However, the sad thing is that whether it is a Miao knife or a spear, it is like hitting the most unimaginable sturdy in the world, and the thin old monk, in fact, not even the layer of skin has been broken by the sharp weapons in the hands of Zhang Yan and the others.

Real invulnerability!

The snow is still falling.

Since the success of his skills, Zhang Yan has felt a long-lost sense of fear and coldness.

The old monk still sat motionless on the snow, letting the goose feathers and heavy snow fall on his body.