There was a commotion in the crowd, and the prestige of the three masters was indeed shocking. Some people who were originally eager to try it have already cowered.

Tiangang Lao Dao raised his hand and walked slowly into the square.

Then came out Iron King Kong, the Spirit Cat, the Evil Hand Zhang, the Thousand Miles Alone, the Smiling Wolf, the Heavenly Wind Qi Refiner, and the Soul Breaker Hao Wu, a total of eight people.

Someone takes the lead, there will be people who follow, Wushan Shuangmei, Feihuan Prodigal, Soul Breaking Knife, etc., followed closely one after another, and in an instant, the manpower has broken the 20th mark.

Iron King Kong, the civet cat and the sinister hand Zhang are the birds of the frightened bow. But this time there are many people, and there are many people who are so courageous, and it looks majestic at this time.

Approaching, the group of heroes on both sides of the group, the body moved rapidly, and the encirclement was formed in an instant, and the geese formed a formation.

Tiangang Lao Dao snorted, gritted his teeth and said: "What a killing god Zhao Ping'an, you actually dare to challenge so many of our heroes, and Poor Dao admits that you are a man." However, this will be the place where you will be buried. ”

Zhao Ping'an said coldly: "It depends on the situation, you and Merlin Xiaozhu have reached a joint agreement. ”

"Yes, we have reached an agreement with Merlin Xiaozhu, without your share, you will get in the way, do you understand?"

"Oh! That's what you mean by heart. However, your excuses are too clumsy. It just so happens that I will send you to the city of the dead in vain. ”

Tiangang Lao Dao snorted and said, "The surname is Zhao, do you have any last words left?"

Zhao Ping'an slowly raised his eyes and looked around. He smiled coldly and stopped talking. The axe was raised obliquely, the muscles of the whole body began to relax, the original angry emotions seemed to disappear without a trace, the expression on the face turned solemn, the eyes and nose looked at the heart, and forgot about foreign objects.

Tiangang Lao Dao was secretly shocked, seeing his solemn appearance, without any excitement and frightened expression, and unusually calm and calm, he knew that this would be an unprecedentedly fierce battle, and the winning element was not high. He did not dare to launch a siege in vain.

"Miss Yan, what are you waiting for?" Lao Dao suddenly shouted.

Poisonous sword Cao Yuqi moved, followed by Yan Yong, three, four...... Sixteen, including Hedong Bahao. From the rear, Zhao Ping'an encircled.

The Purple Mansion Sanxian coldly moved sideways, cutting off the route of Merlin Xiaozhu Qunhao's travel, and said solemnly: "Ladies and gentlemen, your opponent is Poor Dao. ”

The Thunder Demon covered Zhao Ping'an's other flank, but was also intercepted by Bai Wuchang, who was holding a silver chain, and led another group of people to confront each other.

Miss Yan bit her silver teeth, a sword roared, the long sword came out of the sheath, the dragon roared, the sword body flashed with cold electricity, and it was as clear as a flood of autumn water. A good sword with broken gold and jade, the edge is pressing, and the cold air of Sen Sen is chasing after him.

Zifu Sanxian's eyes lit up, and he said in a deep voice: "What a sword, Merlin Xiaozhu Hei Dao Supreme, sure enough, his family is rich." ”

"The sword name is Qiushen, but the cliff wears copper, Tiancheng Dao is long, you still have a chance to think about it, Merlin Xiaozhu doesn't want to offend Wudang, it's still too late to quit now. Miss Yan said proudly.

Zifu Sanxian raised his sword, set up a portal, and said coldly: "Qiushui is a god, one of the five famous swords in the United States, please forgive the poor Dao for making an advanced move." ”

"This girl......" Miss Yan still wanted to explain a few words.

"Pick up!" Zifu Sanxian snorted, seized the opportunity to attack, and sent a "spirit snake spitting letter", and the sword was ready, and the electric rainbow flew out, fearlessly attacking.

Yan Yong was loyal, and roared and waved his knife to intercept it, intending to stop the old road halfway. With an enemy, you must constantly move and rush to turn around in order to defeat the enemy, once you are entangled and unable to move, the end of defeat is almost doomed.

It's a pity that he was still one step late, and the figure of the Purple Mansion Sanxian was like lightning, and he crossed a space of almost four zhang in one step, and appeared in front of Miss Yan like a ghost.

Lao Dao knew that today's situation was extremely dangerous, and if he was careless, it would be difficult to leave Anxi Fort alive. It is to no longer pay attention to the identity of the predecessors of the martial arts, as soon as he makes a move, he will do it with all his might, Wudang is a master of eight steps to catch the cicada, and it is really infinitely mysterious, and it breaks out of the encirclement in an instant, and the sword turns into a silver rainbow, and directly takes the throat of Miss Yan.

Miss Yan was shocked, and she didn't have time to dodge, so she had to scream, and the sword flower vomited, attacking and attacking, and wanted to let the old Dao's sword meet the autumn divine sword that cut gold and jade.

The deep cheer was deafening, and the thunder demon and a group of masters such as Bai Wuchang began to come into contact.

When the two swords intersected and did not intersect, the Fan Tie long sword in the hands of Zifu Sanxian suddenly broke inch by inch, and under the agitation of true qi, the sword of Miss Yan was shocked outward, and the figure of the old Tao magically rushed in from the light and shadow of the Autumn Divine Sword, and went straight into the middle palace, waving his right sleeve, rolling up the fragments of the long sword, like a meteor sprinkled on the pursuing masters, and at the same time, the left palm slapped the girl's right shoulder well, Miss Yan only felt that the right half of her body was numb, her hand was loosened, and the Qiu Shenjian fell out of her hand.

Lao Dao picked up the Autumn Divine Sword with his backhand, let out a long roar that shook the sky, and rushed up against the chasing Meilin Xiaozhu people, and immediately the sword light danced, and the sword qi soared, and with a fearless momentum, it entered the sword mountain and the sea of swords, and the wind and thunder broke out suddenly, thrilling.

The soaring sword light burst out in all directions, the rainbow shadow flowed like electricity, and the old way used the Wudang Zhenshan mastery gossip swordsmanship, the Sinnoh is extremely fierce and wild, with the invincible autumn god sword, crazy sprint, deadly slashing, ghost crying god, flesh and blood flying!

On the other side, the figure of the thunder demon wandered strangely in the crowd, and the thunder and golden drums rang out in unison, and in the sound of wind and thunder, a series of electric rainbows with few traces quietly shot out, and every electric rainbow passed, there must be a person screaming and falling.

This is the flying electric drill of the thunder demon and the shock of the martial arts, flying as fast as lightning without a trace, domineering, specializing in breaking the internal qigong, in the melee, it is no different from the life talisman of the king of Hades.

Tiangang Lao Dao was dumbfounded, and was shocked by these two extremely tragic battles, and even forgot to launch a siege.

He forgot, Zhao Ping'an didn't forget, he seized the opportunity, humanized the wind, the axe was like an angry dragon, the wind roared and thundered, scattering the light and rain in the sky, and striking a thunderous blow to a group of people in Tiangang Lao Dao.

The wind is blowing in all directions, thunder and lightning are intertwined, the sound of gold and iron is staggered, and sparks are splashing.

Zhao Ping'an's axe was one, and he broke through without hindrance, shooting straight two feet away. Naturally stop and turn back.

"Bang!"

"Hahahaha......" The miserable strange laughter flew, and the smiling wolf covered his right rib with his left hand, and retreated with a strange smile.

The laughter stopped, and the man sat back, relieved, and lay flat, covered in blood.

Zhao Ping'an turned his head, took in a long breath, and stepped forward again.

Tiangang Lao Dao's heart tightened, and his face changed. With a wave of his hand, everyone no longer wanted to close around, but waited in a semi-arc.

It's close, five zhang, one zhang...... With a shout, it was still Zhao Ping'an who launched a rush attack, and he frantically pounced on the left wing with an axe, like a streamer.

The flash flood bursts the embankment, and there is nothing to be afraid of. The sky is spinning, and flesh and blood are flying.

The blade of the axe sliced through the skin horribly, the tip of the axe pierced mercilessly into the body to bleed, a bloody hand flew out of the oblique thorn, a piece of broken flesh was thrown suddenly, a glittering blade jumped, a blood-red spear tip jumped, and a bloody and wailing body rolled out...... The shouts and roars were accompanied by the roar of the blades, and the terrible cries and frenzied screams were intertwined, as if the slaughterhouse was at work, and it was terrifying to hear and the blood to congeale. It was a fierce battle like a storm, and an unbearably tragic massacre like never before.

It's so fierce, so ruthless, so miserable. It's like a storm destroying flowers, more ferocious and cruel than the other two fights.

It's been a long moment, thank God!

The sun is shining and warm, but why is it so cold?

The other two fierce fights quietly stopped at some point, and all the eyes of the people gathered here, and around them, there was not a single normal face to be seen, but paleness, sweating, frightened, trembling, and fearful could be found......

Zifu Sanxian's face was pale, and he used the Qiu Divine Sword to support the ground, five steps in front of him, the poisonous sword Cao Yuqi was even divided into four pieces with a sword, and his death was unbearable.

The thunder demon half-knelt on the ground, gasping sharply. The corpses of Hedong Bahao were scattered around him, more than two zhang away, and lay down as Bai Wuchang finally lived up to his name.

"Alas......" There was a desperate ** from the pile of corpses.

There was a man who flipped his body upside down, and it was Iron King Kong who was bleeding profusely from his chest. Mixed Yuan Qigong can't withstand a thunderous blow, and the wound is opened in the most unlikely part of the injury.

There was only one person standing, it was Tiangang Lao Dao, his sword hanging weakly at his side, his head bowed, and his left hand covering his heart. The figure swayed, crumbling, but stood firm.

Zhao Ping'an said gloomily: "Miss Yan, there are still twelve of your people, and there is still a lot of strength, come on, I'll wait for you." ”

Tiangang Lao Dao raised his head, opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a sound, only his lips trembled, his feet suddenly messed up, and his body shook and shook.

"Taixu True Trick......" Lao Dao finally shouted, and the aftermath lingered, and the person suddenly fell straight down.

Some people slipped away, and some hid their faces and shivered.

Zhao Ping'an's axe hung to his side and walked coldly towards Miss Yan in the distance.

Yan Yong only had one right arm left, his face was like a ghost, and he was like a zombie crawling out of a grave, barely blocking between Zhao Ping'an and Miss Yan, dragging the knife backwards, and retreating step by step.

Miss Yan's face was pale, and a look of fear crept up her face. The people around her trembled and hesitated to move back.

Yan Yong shouted in despair: "Miss, ...... quickly Let's go......"

Miss Yan finally felt frightened, turned her head and ran.

Zhao Ping'an let out an angry roar, like lightning flew to grab it, the open sky axe slashed down with an incomparable momentum, blood light burst out, the figure shot straight eight feet, flying five fathoms, in an instant, the arena suddenly stopped, and the tragic fight ended.

Miss Yan's beautiful head was cut off with an axe, and her big bright eyes were deadly open, full of panic and disbelief.

Zhao Ping'an stood like a mountain, looking around coldly, and everywhere he looked, except for the two people of Zifu Sanxian and Thunder Demon, there was no trace of a living person.