Dongfang Wu's feet fell on the bamboo knife, but his feet were not damaged, and the two bamboo knives were stepped into the dirt by him!

This person's outer door magic skills have really reached the point of reaching the peak.

After landing, he looked around, and he had a full view of the situation in the field, and even had time to tease Hu Pei.

But after seeing Zhao Ping'an and Shen Shengyi's moves, Dongfang Wuxi's brows couldn't help frowning.

The flying swords and swords, like the swimming dragons in the sky, brought him a great sense of oppression.

He was about to go to Gao Songgu's aid, when he suddenly turned around and rushed towards Ye Sheng.

At the same time, Ye Sheng's long sword had pierced into Hu Pei's chest.

The sword was so smooth that it didn't even go through a change of trick halfway.

So smooth that Ye Sheng himself was surprised.

Before his thoughts could be turned, Hu Pei's knife had already slashed at the top of his head.

The golden blade broke through the wind, and this knife was incomparably powerful, and it was already the essence of Hu Pei's whole body.

Ye Sheng was slightly startled, and he realized that Hu Peishi didn't have the intention of dodging at all, but put all his energy on attacking.

The news of the death of the two brothers undoubtedly gave him a great blow.

He was determined to fight hard.

Ye Sheng snorted coldly, drew his sword, turned around, stepped forward, and his movements were completed in one go.

His martial arts are more than a cut above Hu Pei, and even if Hu Pei has already fought for his life, he is still sure that he will retreat with his whole body.

But he forgot that his right foot had been hit hard by a bamboo knife when he landed just now.

As he took the step, his right foot hurt, and this step couldn't help but be three points slower.

Although he avoided the vital point above his head, Hu Pei's blade still fell on his right shoulder.

Although Hu Pei's face was distorted by pain, his eyes showed joy.

With this desperate stab, he can finally recover some of the price for his life and that of his brother.

But this knife failed to cut Ye Sheng's body after all.

A powerful hand firmly grasped Hu Pei's wrist, like copper cast iron, Hu Pei's blade could not advance a little.

Disease-free hands in the East!

In this instant, Ye Sheng's sword had been withdrawn, and it was drawn to the left, striking diagonally on the blade of Hu Pei's knife.

With a "whew", the knife flew out as if it had wings!

The joy in Hu Pei's eyes had turned to despair.

Blood shot out of his chest, and with the strength of his mixed body, he staggered against the wall and fell.

Ye Sheng only breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, and said to Dongfang Wuxi: "Thank you." ”

Dongfang Wuzhi said: "It's too early to say thank you." ”

As soon as his words fell, his people also jumped out of the pit, and their fists came out together, facing the sword light flying in the air.

The fist is howling!

Ye Shengfang wanted to keep up, and the snowy sword light was like a heavenly river pouring down, soaring down from the sky.

Zhao Ping'an's people also came with the knife, and the human knife was one and stabbed Ye Sheng!

Ye Sheng's expression changed greatly, and with his eyesight, he could naturally see the terrifying strength of Zhao Ping'an's sword.

But he knew that he must not retreat, once he retreated, Zhao Ping'an's knife would be like the Yangtze River rolling up, and it would be even more unstoppable at that time.

So he only took out his sword, and the long sword buzzed out a series of silver rainbows, intertwined into a net, and greeted the flying sword.

The sword light flew like a flashing stream, the sword light was like a rippling water wave reflecting the moon, and the dense sword momentum turned into a big net, opening out in all directions, as if it had sealed Zhao Ping'an's knife.

Ye Sheng's swordsmanship has undoubtedly reached an extremely high realm.

A series of gold-iron clashes rang out, and the dense sword net suddenly collapsed, Ye Sheng took four steps back, and his back was already attached to the pit wall of the trap.

But he finally took Zhao Ping'an's knife.

It's a pity that Zhao Ping'an doesn't have the habit of some masters who will easily let go of their opponents after a fruitless blow, and the second knife that follows is even faster, more ruthless, and more desperate than the first knife.

Ye Sheng's second sword net had not yet taken shape, and Zhao Ping'an's knife had already broken through the net, penetrating his heart, and his sword also landed.

His eyes then became confused, and he sighed miserably: "Good knife technique." ”

Zhao Ping'an stopped the blade and said indifferently: "Pass the prize." ”

Ye Sheng said: "I know your knife." ”

Zhao Ping'an said: "Wu Ji and Mei Huahe are the same. ”

Ye Sheng smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect that in addition to Shen Shengyi, there were also you who were chasing us." ”

Zhao Ping'an said: "After all, you are just people, not immortals. ”

Ye Sheng said: "So I planted it unjustly." ”

Zhao Ping'an said: "But you at least have one sentence right." ”

Ye Sheng said: "Which sentence?"

Zhao Ping'an said: "This is indeed the place where you bury your bones. ”

Ye Sheng did not respond again.

His people are completely dead.

Dongfang was disease-free, his fists were shaken, and the internal force gushed out layer by layer, like a surging river, endlessly.

Shen Shengyi's sword was swept aside by his fist, and the two of them landed together on the clearing next to the trap.

Dongfang Wu's disease-free right fist was immediately swung out, directly taking Shen Shengyi.

Shen Shengyi moved sideways in one step, and the sword in his left hand flew to punch!

Dongfang Wuzhi turned his fist into a palm, let the tip of the sword, pat the edge of the sword, slapped the sword out of the outer door, immediately entered the horse, and hit Shen Sheng's ribs with his left fist.

Shen Shengyi praised: "Good punch!" The person had already withdrawn three steps.

Dongfang is disease-free, pressing step by step, alternating with his fists, seventeen on the left and eighteen on the right, and thirty-five punches are thrown out in a row. Then the left fist turned into a palm, the right fist turned into a grasp, nine fists and eighteen grasps, and the two feet started to kick out the mandarin ducks, and at the same time kicked out twenty-four feet!

The sword in Shen Shengyi's hand was actually sealed by the opponent's fist and foot, and he couldn't use it at all!

Shen Shengyi's expression remained unchanged, and the person suddenly flew into the air, and the windmill turned over and landed on a maple tree.

Dongfang laughed wildly, people followed him like a shadow, grabbed back his fist with his right, turned his claw with his left palm, punched his chest, and locked his throat with his claws!

Shen Shengyi no longer dodged, with a long roar, the sword flew out, the human sword was one, and the volley met Dongfang without disease.

The wind is blowing!

The cold is shining!

Suddenly, the strong wind flew by, the cold light subsided, and the figures of Shen Shengyi, who was disease-free in the east, also stopped.

There were twenty or thirty more sword holes on Dongfang Wu's hands and feet, and the blood was dripping, Shen Shengyi's chest, abdomen and shoulders were torn in seven places, and blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth.

The sword was still in his hand, but the tip of the sword was pinched within the index finger of Dongfang Wuzhi's left hand, only an inch away from Dongfang Wuzhi's atrium!

If Dongfang Wuxian hadn't pinched it in time, the sword would have pierced into his heart.

His thumb was as white as dead fish.

Shen Shengyi's left hand holding the sword was also green and angry, as if it was crawling with earthworms.

The edge of the sword has been bent!

Dongfang Wuxian suddenly said: "Sure enough, it is worthy of its name!"

Shen Shengyi said: "Each other!"

Dongfang Wuxi's right fist swung out suddenly, hitting the blade of the sword!

With a "collapse", the sword broke, Dongfang Wuzhi's right fist was drenched in blood, he didn't seem to be aware of it, his left hand was immediately swung out, and the broken sword he was holding cut Shen Shengyi's throat horizontally!

Shen Shengyi's broken sword was also castrated, and it still stabbed into Dongfang's disease-free atrium.

Break the sword into the heart!

Dongfang's disease-free broken sword failed to penetrate Shen Shengyi's throat, and it was only one point away from Shen Shengyi's throat!

One point apart, life and death.

Blood flowed from the disease-free chest of the East.

He suddenly laughed and said, "I can't imagine that your judgment is more accurate than mine!"

Shen Shengyi coldly drew his sword and said, "If your left fist can be faster by an inch, it is me who will die now, not you!"

Dongfang fell down laughing without disease!

Shen Shengyi was also sweaty, his face was pale, and he gasped rapidly.

He turned back in a breath.

At a glance back, the sword flew out of his hand!