"Since killing is salvation, let's save each other!" the tan man raised his dagger and pointed at the woman. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"You are wrong, you have never saved each other! You have never had the ability to save the Holy Fire Hall, and it is you who need to be saved!" the woman smiled, her gaze swept over everyone with contempt, but she stayed on Leng Xiaoyun.

"Leng Xiaoyun, you can go!" the woman said coldly.

Leng Xiaoyun slowly raised the Soul Drinking Sword, his gaze suddenly changed to determination: "Why am I leaving? My mission has not been completed! A killer will never break his promise to others!"

Everyone raised their blades, and Wang Shentong played with his dagger and said with a smile: "Maybe your "right-handed" subordinates can't save us, but we can save them!" After laughing, Wang Shentong pointed the dagger at Yu Wanlei.

Yu Wanlei covered his shoulder with his left hand, thinking that he was not lightly injured by the dagger just now, and saw Wang Shentong pointing the dagger at him and said with a smile: "The king's shopkeeper's martial arts are really superb, but I was negligent just now!

"I'm happy to accompany you!" Wang Shentong said with a smile, grabbing the dagger and walking straight towards Yu Wanlei.

"Leng Xiaoyun, she just gave you a chance to escape, but you didn't escape! I'm afraid there will be no chance to escape at this moment!" Meng Chengzi opened the folding fan and shook it several times, suddenly retracting the folding fan and pointing at Leng Xiaoyun.

Qiu Canghai looked at Elder Liu, and Elder Liu also stared at Qiu Canghai, and the two of them approached each other unconsciously.

"We didn't finish the battle just now, and I'm afraid it will continue!" said the tawny-clad man laughed as he raised his short sword in his hand.

The man in black did not raise his sword and smiled: "Your opponent this time is probably not me, but him!"

The man in tawny clothes glanced at a person who had already stood next to the woman at some point, and a sword was clenched in his hand, a cyan sword!

The man in black laughed and said, "He's coming!"

The short sword in the hand of the man in tawny clothes was raised again, pointing directly at the man, he knew that this battle would be difficult to win, but he had to strike!

A sword stood with him, the body of the sword was bareless, and the man who wielded the sword was so resolute, even if there was an invincible person in front of him.

"Since we are here together, we must face the enemy together!, how can you face the danger alone!" The man with the sword was none other than Master Xuanzhen.

"I'm afraid none of you will be able to escape!" the woman laughed.

The sword-wielding man beside her slowly walked towards them, and the living dead inn was instantly as cold as ice, and a cold aura formed invisibly in the inn, as if destroying the will of the person in front of her, making the heart of the person in front of her freeze.

He walked slowly towards them, and every step he took seemed to step on the frost, freezing everyone around him, and everywhere he went, all the fighting men stopped their blades as if they were frozen by the cold he brought.

The cold air drifted all over the sky, and everyone felt as cold as if they were in an endless hell, so cold that they were desperate!

Leng Xiaoyun and Qiu Canghai had already stopped their hands, the victory and defeat had been divided, Meng Chengzi and Elder Liu were both injured, and they reluctantly shrank into the corner; maybe they could still fight, but they all lost their fighting spirit at the moment, a force was invisibly destroying their fighting spirit, it was an irresistible force, cold as frost!

The yellow-brown man and the Venerable Master Xuan Zhen were retreating, even a few steps back still couldn't relieve the cold and icy breath, there was already a layer of frost and snow on the ground where they retreated, they couldn't retreat anymore, they knew that if they retreated, they would only die, so they took action!

The short sword rolled up the cold wind and struck the man's head, neck, and chest, and the green sword danced into a sword shadow, covering the man's retreat and stabbing him in the back of the heart!

The short sword is already extremely fast, and there are even yellow-brown clothes and ghostly figures interspersed with it, which is very difficult to guard against. The Qingyu sword sharpens iron like mud and is more worthy of the Taiyi Xuanzhen swordsmanship of the Venerable Master Xuanzhen, which is really very powerful. The two supreme masters launched a fatal blow in an instant, and I am afraid that there is no one in the world to guard against it!

But the man was on guard! His sword was like a meteor falling from the sky, and it galloped like lightning, instantly striking away the two of them's swords, and knocking them back a few steps!

When the man took a step closer to them, two swords came, and the short sword rained down to cover the upper half of the man's body, and the green sword flew straight towards the man's lower body, and the two swords were so fast that they seemed to be able to cut the person into several pieces at any time.

But they encountered a wall, a wall formed by true qi, "bang" like dry grass hitting the rock, the two of them suddenly felt numb, and the two swords almost wanted to get rid of it!

The two of them hurriedly drew their swords, the short sword turned into a rain of swords, and the sound of wind and thunder covered the blue light, and the green sword conjured up an invisible wall of qi with flowing qi, blocking the momentum of the Qingfeng Sword for thousands of miles!

"Bang" The sword of the two collided with the Qingfeng sword, and the two were knocked back a few steps.

The Blue Blade Sword stopped suddenly, because someone was trying to challenge it! Soul Drinking Sword and a dagger, and a pair of iron palms! Everyone stood in one place, all pointing their blades at the man.

The man in black also drew his long sword, and a voice next to him remembered, a beautiful voice: "You don't have to make a move, one of him is enough!"

The woman was quietly watching downstairs on the stairs, as if she were enjoying a play, a scene in which she was in control! She didn't put the golden cup in her mouth, and the blood flowed from her mouth, as if she were drinking the blood of those who dared to challenge her!

Everyone and he were stunned, as if they were all waiting for an opportunity, and any opportunity would decide the life and death of them and him!

Suddenly, a sword struck, and with the sound of the howling wind, it was not everyone who stabbed him, it was the man in black who drew the sword!

"Bang" His sword still hit the Qingfeng Sword, and the two of them each took a few steps back, but everyone had already shot, and all kinds of weapons hit him with the power of destruction, and he seemed to have nowhere to escape.

"Jian Fei, be careful!" exclaimed the woman upstairs, perhaps not as she expected, she ran too fast, and the blood came out of the golden cup and spilled all over her body.

But her shouts did not stop them, and he was wounded, blood spilled all over the ground! She had run to him, crying and raining, and she held him tightly as if to merge him into hers.

"You are too naïve, I have already told you, there are more than swords on the rivers and lakes, why don't you listen!" The woman cried like a tearful person.

"Ahem, ahem...... I'm satisfied to make you cry!" the man laughed as he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and he tried to get up and grab the Qingfeng Sword that had fallen far away, but found that he couldn't stand up at all.

"Don't get up, you're hurt, just lie down!" the woman burst into tears and smiled, looking at him quietly, as if there was no one else in the world but him.