The remaining three disciples of the White Flame Sword Sect, one with two second flames and two with three flames, were not as good as Liangping, who was already lying down. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Jian Chen asked Liangping to go to see the king of Hades with one shot, and the three of them wanted to say that they were not afraid, but it was fake.

But Li Yan made them afraid of that end!

The White Flame Sword Sect is not like an ordinary martial arts sect, it can be seen only from the fact that Bai Zhentian, the head of the sect, is called the Lord, and the strict level of the door rules is not comparable to other sects.

If the three of them dared to resist Li Yan's order at this time, then when they returned to the sect, what awaited them would be a nightmare worse than death.

One, it is the three of them who are besieging Jian Chen with all their might, and they will not necessarily die.

One is to return to the sect to taste that life is better than death.

This choice, all of a sudden, became very good.

"What are you waiting for!"

Seeing that the three of them were hesitant, Li Yan's envoy became impatient and shouted.

The three of them glanced at each other, and they all saw each other's intentions in each other's eyes.

At that moment, he gritted his teeth, his heart was horizontal, and the sword roared, and the three of them rushed towards Jian Chen from different directions.

In the White Flame Sword Sect, a disciple can be promoted to a few flame disciples by casting a few flames with one sword, and at this moment, the three of them, two, three, and three, a total of eight red flames, have almost blocked all the surroundings of Jian Chen's body!

The temperature around the two of them suddenly became blazing.

An An's face was gloomy, the bitterness of this red flame, she had eaten enough today, she faced Liangping's four red flames before, she was out of June, and she could only stop three red flames before she was exhausted.

At this moment, although the cultivation of the three disciples was not as good as that of Liangping, the number of red flames had also increased to eight.

Jian Chen's seriously injured body...... How to block?

When she looked at Jian Chen, Jian Chen was also looking at her.

So An An saw that Jian Chen's face was swollen like a pig's head, and he was still grinning at her, "Lie down and be careful." ”

"Be careful?" An An didn't know why, but subconsciously, he still shrank his body back, and really lay down a little lower.

The red flame was approaching, Jian Chen, and the Qian Feng in his hand moved at the same time!

Exhaust in all directions!

The fourth layer of the unified swordsmanship, the first style of the sword swing eight wildernesses!

This is a group attack swordsmanship, and the reason why Jian Chen has not been able to practice the fourth-level unified sword technique for a long time is because of the exhaustion of these eight directions.

The minimum requirement for this move is to achieve one sword and eight blows, attacking in different directions, he was still in the sword mound at that time, and he could only do one sword and four blows after a year of hard training.

Master once told him that if he wanted to complete the requirements of one sword and eight strikes, in addition to the martial artist's own understanding, he must also have a deep internal force cultivation as a support.

But today, Jian Chen really wanted to tell Master that there was actually a way to complete eight strikes in an instant.

That's ...... Change a weapon.

The most suitable weapon for all directions.

That's ...... Eight Dragons Silver Dart!

Poof!poof!poof!poof!poof!

From the end of Qian Feng's stick, eight illusory silver shadows suddenly rushed out.

Under Jian Chen's control, each silver shadow seemed to come to life, dragging a faint silver light to accurately find the eight red flames that were about to come.

In the sonorous roar, the silver light and the red flame collided violently, suddenly producing a violent explosion.

Hmm!

The red flame was broken, and the three white flame disciples snorted at the same time, and Qi Qi was shocked back a few steps under the traction of the qi machine, and blood suddenly overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

The blow exploded violently, and even An An, who was obedient and lying down, felt a huge oppressive force roaring over her body.

And Jian Chen, whose meridians were damaged, was even more injured in his body because of this blow, and suddenly there was another wow, and he sprayed a mouthful of blood.

His short life of sixteen years combined, he did not vomit as much blood as he did today.

In Jian Chen's hand, he still held Qian Feng tightly.

At this time, Qianfeng's form is different.

From the head of the stick, there were eight extremely fine silver silk threads popping out, with the precedent of the heavenly pattern silver umbrella, Jian Chen understood that these eight silver silk threads were also made of real silver.

And at the front of each silk thread, there is a diamond-shaped silver dart that is also shining with silver light.

The silver dart was half-hung in the air, shaking slightly, and at first glance, it looked like the head of the eight dragons, cold and cold.

Brush, brush......

The eight directions were finished, and the eight silver darts slowly shrank, and in just a moment, Qian Feng returned to the appearance of a burning stick.

But who would think it was a burning stick?

Li Yan's eyes were even more greedy.

The value of this burning stick ...... I'm afraid it's not inferior to the mystical trick!

"Go on!"

Li Yan's envoy coldly shouted orders to the three disciples who vomited blood and retreated, without the slightest emotion in his tone.

The faces of the three disciples suddenly turned ugly.

At this time, no matter how stupid a person is, it can be seen that this Li Yanenvoy is clearly using the three of them as gunmen, even if the three of them are dead, Li Yanenvoy is afraid that he will not even frown.

The three of them looked at each other, no one moved, facing the fierce Jian Chen, no one was sure that this time when they rushed forward, the silver dart in the burning stick could accurately hit the red flame, not their own chest.

The disciple with the two golden flames on his cuffs was still very young, and the frightened look on his slightly immature face was undisguised, "Flames...... Flame Messenger, we are no match for him. ”

Li Yan looked at him coldly, "Useless waste, how did you get into my White Flame Sword Sect?"

He immediately glanced at the three disciples and said indifferently: "My White Flame Sword Sect has no people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, today, either fight or die!"

With a bang, another Three Flames disciple angrily threw his long sword on the ground, and said inwardly: "Flame Envoy, the three of us are not afraid of death, but there are still Five Flame masters like you here." ”

"As long as you raise your hands and feet, you will definitely be able to take this kid down, so why should we give up our lives in vain?"

As soon as he said this, the other two people suddenly responded, and the eyes of the three were firmly fixed on Li Yanzhi, with grief and anger in their eyes, and there was also begging.

Li Yanenvoy was unmoved, and sneered: "Ben Yan's order, how can you allow Deer and other juniors to point fingers?"

"That's it, war, or, death?"

The plan in his heart was to swallow the two treasures on Jian Chen's body alone, how could he be soft-hearted because of the attitude of the three of them?

For a while, the atmosphere on the field fell silent.

Jian Chen and An An, who had been hunted down, glanced at each other, but they also blinked, unable to figure out the situation.

That's ...... Infighting?

is like a mirror in his heart, this old guy has a vicious mind, and his own disciples will not let it go.

At the same time, I also secretly slandered myself in my heart, this girl and the fool are not dead yet, you just want to divide the dirt, isn't it too fast?

Looking at the sad and indignant expressions of the three of them, Jian Chen couldn't bear it in his heart, and couldn't help but say: "Three, let's go, I won't kill you." ”

The three of them turned their heads and stared blankly at Jian Chen's swollen into a pig's head, but with a sincere expression, remembering the purpose of their trip, for no reason, they suddenly wanted to cry.