The white clouds are long, the sky is blue, the sun is shining, and everything is bathed in its illumination, and it is a great thing, but at this time, the helm of the Golden Shark Gang is like a big earthquake, full of devastation, and the rumbling sound continues.

"Hum!" A murderous aura rushed into the sky, the iron sword in Chu Hanyi's hand trembled, and suddenly magnified several times, and the five-colored sword gang, which was more than a zhang long, was like a poisonous snake that was gaining momentum, biting Xin Tou's throat!

Xin Tou's eyes narrowed slightly, and he also shot out his sword like lightning, with a bang, as if the sound of glass hitting each other and shattering sounded. The sword gang stabbed out by Chu Hanyi was shattered, and the sawtooth sword gang that was weakened by seven points only paused slightly, but it still went castrate, shaking it dozens of steps away.

After all, he has just broken through, the realm is still unstable, and the strength is not yet familiar, and Xin Tou is a genuine veteran blood spirit transformation, and he is a strong person who is about to enter the transformation of muscles and bones. To be able to hit him hard, only to suffer a slight injury, it is enough to surprise people to say it!

"Die!" Without waiting for Xin Tou to do something, Lu Yan's knife strength was just right, and he fell again with his head and face. This time, he changed his tactics and changed places with one shot. After the dragon and tiger were completed, his body and speed had reached an unbelievable level, only to see a blurred figure, surrounded by it, and the sky was full of sword strength that seemed to be more than three zhang long, which seemed to be materialized, which was a manifestation of extreme condensation of real strength!

Under normal circumstances, whether it is the strength of the sword or the strength of the sword, it is not that the bigger the better, sometimes it is too big, which will cause the true strength to disperse but not condense, but the power will be greatly reduced. If it's too small, it's not good, it's like, two people hold a sword, one holds a spear, and stabs each other face to face, and everyone stabs you through a few transparent holes, but your sword can't even touch the corners of people's clothes, which is also the fundamental reason why in each realm, Zhenjin and Gangjin have a certain size!

Of course, everything is not absolute, if the quality of "strength" is too different, such as true strength and gang jin, even if it is the true strength of the zhang, it is not the opponent of the meter long gang jin!

Generally speaking, when the gas is stored in seven layers, it is better to put one zhang of true strength, two zhang is the most in the eighth layer, and about three zhang in the ninth layer, but when the half-step self-cultivation person, the real strength has been condensed into a false gang, but it is the best up and down one zhang!

However, this is only for ordinary monks, there are still a few geniuses and heroes, and their vitality is abnormal, and they are not among them. Just like Lu Yan, when he was on the eighth floor of gas storage, even if the knife was more than three zhang long, it was still condensed and not dispersed!

Xin Tou's pupils shrank, no matter how he perceived it, he couldn't lock where Lu Yan's foothold was every time, he could only raise his sword again and again to resist, this kind of empty strength, but there was no room to play, it was like a punch hitting the cotton, which made people very depressed, and how aggrieved they were, this is the case with Xin Tou at this moment.

However, this kind of rapid movement of the body, the consumption of vitality, and the load on the body are also extremely huge, seeing Xiaoyu and Chu Hanyi attacking, Lu Yan suddenly stopped, holding the ghost head knife in both hands, and changed it to a flirtatious one, and the knife strength of more than three zhang long seemed to want to lift the earth away!

Xin Tou's face was cold, as if he wanted to vent his unhappiness in his stomach, holding a serrated silver sword in his hand, his strength soared to more than two zhang long, and he slammed into Lu Yan.

"Boom!" In a loud bang, accompanied by a slight metal impact, Lu Yan was like a kite with a broken string, and was thrown more than 20 meters away, knocking into two walls in a row, blood seemed to be sprinkled with beads with broken threads, and the ghost head knife in his hand was covered with dense cracks. He wiped the corners of his mouth in surprise, swallowed a lot of pills, couldn't care about emotion, and fought again with a knife!

Although Xin Tou's all-out blow made Lu Yan injured a lot, he himself was not happy. Just after he blasted out a sword, he was about to retract his sword and return to defense, Xiaobai's strange scream sounded at the right time, even if the impact on him was minimal, it was enough. As the so-called difference is a millimeter, it is a thousand miles wrong, details determine success or failure, and the battle between masters often depends on the slightest disparity, he was hit by Xiaoyu and Chu Hanyi at the same time, shaking his internal organs and spitting blood.

If he dealt with one or two of them, he could still deal with it calmly, even if he killed him, it was not a big deal. But now that the three people and one beast cooperate with each other, attack collectively, and deal with it again, it seems a little hurried. Especially Xiao Bai and Lu Yan, one is a spiritual attack, which is unguardable, and the other is so fast that it is impossible to determine the location of its attack, plus Xiaoyu and Chu Hanyi, they are even more bloody cultivators without the slightest moisture. At this moment, Xin Tou is a dumb person who eats Coptis chinensis, and he can't tell if he has bitterness.

Xiaoyu also had opportunities when he broke into the rivers and lakes, and his own talent was not bad, although he was not comparable to Lu Yan, Xiang Qianzhi and others, but he was definitely not inferior to the elite disciples of Wanshengmen. There are even more than that, and now that he has taken the Wansheng Pill sent by Xiaoqing, he is not too far from breaking through again.

And Chu Hanyi, although he has just broken through and the realm has not yet had time to stabilize, his ** strength is more than 50,000 catties. Originally, he couldn't have been so rebellious, but just when he had just lost Xiaoqing and his chest was full of murderous aura, a trace of strange power came from the black sword, which affected his physique, which was worthy of ordinary months of penance, and he didn't care about it at first, but he only noticed it when he just fought.

The more it drags on, the more unfavorable it will be to himself, not only Xin Tou knows, but even the onlookers of the Golden Shark Gang also understand. I don't know who was the first to shout, they actually rushed to help in the battle, and stopped when they were close to Lu Yan and them four or five feet away, and without waiting for Xiaoyu to say anything, one of them shouted: "Help the master, please get out of the way!"

I don't know how they thought of it, they actually attacked one point collectively, the strength of the sword, the strength of the sword, the strength of the fork, etc., all kinds of true strength bundled into a huge dragon of true strength, roaring, the broken rubble and stone bricks, immediately turned into powder, just the momentum is terrifying!

"Ho!"

"Ho!"

"Ho!"

"Goo!" The three of them and one beast also struck with all their strength without reservation, and after forcing Xin Tou to be unable to dodge, he quickly retreated without the slightest hesitation. This kind of power, I'm afraid that it will be able to catch up with the blow of the master of the viscera becoming bigger, and a hard touch is equivalent to looking for death!

Xin Tou changed color, about twenty stewards, plus more than ten leaders who had stayed in the general helm before, a total of more than thirty people, all of them were cultivators of about the sixth layer of gas storage. If it was in normal times, he would not have looked at it if he was an ant-like character, but now, this group of ants really wants to gnaw at his elephant!

However, it was too late for him to think about it now, and he didn't have time to dodge at all, so he had to hold his sword to resist.

Originally, this method of combo attack was not practical, because it took time to brew, and by the time you made a move, the opponent would have already changed directions, and it also required everyone to make a move at the same time. If you can't do it consistently, the power will definitely be greatly reduced, and this group of people only thought of it temporarily, they have never tried it before, and it is obviously impossible to be neat, but even so, it is not something that Xin Tou can resist.

"Boom!" As if dozens of hundreds of pounds of ** were detonated, the marble slabs on the ground were all blown away, a huge pit two feet deep appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and several houses collapsed in the rudder, and the dust was billowing.

Xiaoyu and the others woke up from their shock, blew away the smoke and dust with their palms, and slowly approached the giant pit. Lu Yan clenched the Ghost Head Knife, he could feel that Xin Tou's breath was still there, although this blow was huge, but because it was too scattered, the power was just a full blow from the viscera cultivator, and Xin Tou could not have died.

When they walked to the side of the huge pit, a huge jagged sword gang had already formed, ready to attack, and it was a combination of human and sword