After a fierce battle, Lei Jiu was already covered with injuries, and the trapped beast was still fighting.

He is indeed in vain as the head of the eight demons and the young part of the nine songs, the first general under the seat of Huangfu Daozi, under the siege of many masters, he still fights to the death, and now his right arm is crushed, a big hole in his chest is like blood spraying like pulp, a battle armor is tattered, an arrow is stuck in one eye, and a large piece of skin and flesh has been stripped of his left leg, revealing the bright red muscle that has been turned over.

The people who besieged him also had at least a dozen masters at the peak of the early stage of foundation building, all of whom were Tianjiao members of a certain sect family, but under his bloody battle, he killed four or five people, not to mention that he also killed other Tianjiao people.

"Boom ......"

Someone caught the flaw in front of Lei Jiu and stabbed him with a sword.

Lei Jiu was inconvenient to dodge, and he didn't dodge anymore, a tiger roared, and he was forced to suffer the long sword, which pierced into his body, and even the skin and flesh could be heard clearly The "poof", the person holding the sword was about to shout with joy, but Lei Jiu locked the long sword with his body, and then grabbed it with a big hand, and the shining thunder-colored electric light turned into a big hand, and captured the monk!

"Ah......h

Lei Jiu roared, grabbed the monk with both hands, and tore it in half with both hands.

The blood rain rolled down, drenching Lei Jiu's head and face, slowly flowing down his tattered armor, and spreading all over his body.

Tear the opponent alive and fight the enemy in blood!

This blood seemed to give him new vitality and fighting spirit, and he strode forward.

"Who dares to fight me?"

Like a wounded lion, he roared and walked forward.

Boom!

It was clear that his figure was a little staggering. But it's like a mountain. Walk forward. No one can stop it.

The monks retreated in fear, and no one dared to step forward.

"You ...... It's just a bunch of rats, who are qualified to kill me?"

Lei Jiu roared, quickened his pace, and rushed towards a monk in front of him.

"Ah, don't kill me, don't kill me......"

The monk shouted, and flew away. Don't dare to face Lei Jiu head-on.

"He's already injured, and he's talking to him about something, and he's working together to kill him......"

Some monks shouted, sacrificed a big net with barbs, and several other monks each grabbed the corner of the big net, and trapped towards Lei Jiu, Lei Jiu couldn't dodge, let the big net wrap around his body, and the sharp barbs pierced into his body, even straight into the bone marrow. Hooked on his bones, but he didn't seem to feel pain. Kill the opponent with a big net.

"Boom ......"

A monk was smashed by his punch, and the blood mist exploded.

"Wow ......"

One of the monks was grabbed by the arm, torn off, wounded and fled.

"Whoosh......"

Lei Jiu threw the arm in his hand and used it as a spear, piercing a monk who was about to sneak attack and nailing him into the void.

It's just that there are also monks who escaped, vigorously tore the fishing nets, and ripped off a large piece of flesh and skin from him, Lei Jiu looks more like a bloody person, he is seriously injured, if he is a mortal, even if it is ten, he will die, even if he is at this time, he is only supported by his own cultivation, he is unwilling, unwilling to be besieged and die like this, he feels that death is too worthless!

"If you dare to rebel, why don't you dare to fight me?"

"Lei Jiu is here, you and the others will be in trouble, and they will not be able to escape the death penalty, come up to fight me?"

Lei Jiu roared, he couldn't catch up with other monks, so he could only yell desperately, challenging others.

"Go up, go up, go up and kill him, there's only one breath left......"

"Just let others get on, why don't you go on?"

"This young radical of the Jiuqu Department is really strong enough, whether he is a lackey of the Huangfu family or not, he can be regarded as a character......"

The monks each had their own careful thoughts, and they no longer dared to step forward to face the murderer under the emperor's throne.

Even the blood aroused by Fang Xing's sentence "attacking the sword mound and grabbing the sword fetus" at the beginning was also extinguished by Lei Jiu's fighting intent at this time, everyone retreated, and there was no longer the previous appearance of rushing to kill Lei Jiu, but you pushed me and let go of a big circle around Lei Jiu, where Lei Jiu looked, there would be people who would bombard and retreat, and it would be difficult to pick up his edge.

"Haha, it's all a group of rats, and no one dares to fight me?"

Lei Jiu laughed loudly, full of pride, and was so shocked that the blood beads on his body splashed in all directions, like red mist.

"I'm going to kill you......"

At this moment, a voice sounded coldly, behind the cultivators, a figure of a straddle Pegasus appeared, holding a three-zhang spear and stabbed over, on the body of the gun, the green qi was entangled, with an indescribable terrifying power, the poisonous dragon stabbed in front of Lei Jiu's body, at this moment, Lei Jiu also stared, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "Han Ying, you are qualified to fight with me, come on!"

With a roar, his only remaining left arm wrapped around the thunder light, and smashed it towards the cyan spear.

Even if he has one arm, even if he has difficulty moving, he still has to fight Han Ying, one of the four heroes of the Western Desert. "Whoosh......"

The spear pierced, like a swimming dragon, invincible.

Lei Jiu's punch was also a shining thunderbolt, gathering all the spiritual power of his body, and he was invincible.

The thunder on that punch shone like no other, even more dazzling and powerful than in his heyday.

This punch seemed to have knocked out all the unwillingness and indignation in his heart, representing his last unyielding fighting intent.

All the monks raised their minds, and their eyes were not instantaneous, depending on the two supreme blows, which is better and which is weaker.

But just when Han Ying's shot stabbed in front of Lei Jiu's body, and was about to collide with his punch, suddenly, Han Ying's spear shook, and in an instant, dozens of gun shadows appeared, Lei Jiu's punch came, but it hit into the air, and Han Ying's gun shadow transformed, and when the phantom disappeared, this shot penetrated directly through Lei Jiu's chest, and there was a heart on the tip of the gun.

Silent!

The cultivators didn't expect that Han Ying's shot did not collide with Lei Jiu, but avoided his edge, taking advantage of his inconvenience, and stabbed him in the heart with a shot, which was a normal method of warfare, but at this time, it seemed to make people feel abnormal.

Lei Jiu's mad demon battle intent made people chill, but it also gave birth to a little admiration.

There are many monks who feel that Han Ying's battle with Lei Jiu is to give him one last respect.

Unexpectedly, Han Ying pierced Lei Jiu's heart with one shot, and he didn't have a chance to vent his last anger at all.

The thunder light wrapped around Lei Jiu's fist gradually disappeared, which symbolized the thunder light of his last rage, and it didn't hit anyone.

The eyes he looked at Han Ying were also extremely angry, and more disappointed and lost.

He didn't speak, but his eyes seemed to be scolding Han Ying for being a coward.

Han Ying was expressionless and looked at him indifferently: "What qualifications do you have to fight with me?"

Looking at Lei Jiu's angry and disappointed expression, his icy face even showed a hint of ridicule: "Is it possible to be a slave and still make a sense of honor? No matter how strong you are, you are just a vicious dog, what qualifications do you have to fight with me?"

After saying this, the spear in his hand shook, and he suddenly picked Lei Jiu into the air, and shouted angrily, on the spear, it exploded with great force, blowing up all Lei Jiu's body into pieces, and a blood mist dispersed in all directions, swallowed by the surrounding black fog, only a head remained, and it fell, and was provoked by Han Ying's shot, shining in front of the cultivators, and shouting: "Lei Jiu is dead!"

The sound was rolling, and it was heard far away in the black fog.

The monks in the black mist were all stunned, and they shouted in unison...... "Haha, dead?"

With a loud laugh, a young man with golden wings on his back flew over and shouted excitedly, it was Fang Xing.

When Han Ying saw him, he smiled slightly and threw Lei Jiu's head over.

"Rub, it's bloody, isn't it disgusting?"

Fang Xing grinned, kicked Lei Jiu's head away, and then laughed and said, "Brothers, attack the sword mound, grab the sword fetus......"

The sound shook through the four fields, not only the monks in the black fog heard it, but even the monks in the chaotic stone valley below also heard it, and for a while, the voices of the people were boiling, and they shouted wildly, of course, there were also many monks who pouted when they heard it, thinking to themselves Who is the brother of you, the little devil? But for the sake of the little devil who was about to touch the light of this little devil and break into the sword mound, he also cheered!

"Departure ......"

Fang Xing flew straight into the sky, and the rolling black mist flew like a tide, flying towards the direction of the sword mound.

This black fog that obscured the sky and the sun, like a big flag, attracted the madness of all the monks in the heavens and on the earth.

"Attack the sword mound, divide the sword fetus!"

Countless people shouted, flew up from the ground, rushed into the black fog, and joined the army of robbers.

No matter who it is, no matter what attitude they have towards the Huangfu family, they will not make any other choice at this time.

Go to the Huangfu family of his uncle's family, no matter how majestic the Huangfu family is, where is the sword fetus in front of him important?

For a while, the group of cultivators were like fish, all of them were masked, tightly behind the black clouds, and killed in the direction of the sword mound, it was the disciples of Daxue Mountain, and under the leadership of Xiao Xue, they chose some of the bold, covered their heads, and joined the robbery army.

Don't say it, don't say it, when it comes to robbing the Huangfu's house, anyone who hears it will be moved!

At this time, Fang Xing had already quietly fallen down on a mountain with the Golden Crow under the cover of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, looking at the large black fog and the endless monks behind him, Fang Xing felt a little spectacular, laughed, and said: "His grandmother's, these bastards are not stupid, they usually fight the sky for a handwritten edict of the Huangfu family, and when it comes to the critical time, they will rob the ......."

Jin Wu said with a smile: "You have set this black cauldron, how to deal with it?"

Fang Xing hated and scolded: "This group of bastards wants to let the young master carry the black cauldron, so the young master will use them as spearmen, let the evil king of Dapeng lead them to attack the sword shrine, attract the attention of the eight demons stationed there, let's sneak in through the back door......"

Jin Wu's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Then isn't it all the sword fetuses for us to choose?"

Fang Xing smiled proudly: "Go and see if you can take them all away, let them attack an empty sword shrine......" (to be continued......