Liu Yi had already carried a coiled dragon spear, a few ups and downs ran out of Luoyue Valley, all the way to the flute, and halfway through, suddenly a white light stopped his waist and slashed, and his body was cold!

Liu Yi had already snorted coldly, a somersault fell behind the man, followed by a flick of his feet, and the dragon spear turned back like lightning, the man had not yet turned back, only felt a pain in his heart, and the tip of the spear had come out of his chest, bringing out wisps of blood, flowing into the dust like silk threads.

This trick is the most powerful horse gun in the Yang family's marksmanship, Liu Yi has been used in an emergency, and it is even more powerful and unguardable!

The man raised the long sword in his hand, slowly lowered his head, looked at the bloody tip of the spear, his pupils continued to dilate, and his face showed a look of extreme fear and extreme disbelief.

Liu Yi didn't pull back the coiling dragon spear, but pressed the back of the man's head with his hand, and spit out with his palm!

Boom!

The man suddenly slipped out of his spear, like a stake, and flew forward, falling heavily to the ground, and after only two rolls, he was motionless, and obviously could not live!

After Liu Ill had killed the man with one shot, he was not idle, in fact, even if he wanted to be idle, he couldn't be idle, and as the man slammed to the ground, dozens of tight-fitting black-clothed people poured out from all directions, surrounding Liu Ill.

For Liu Aiji's martial arts, these people seem to be a little jealous, they just circle around him, and they don't have the intention of attacking, it can be seen that they have time, and their purpose in doing this is just to drag Liu Aiji.

They have time, but Liu Ai is gone, although Yang Shihan's martial arts are high, but there is no drum urn and golden hammer in his hand, and his strength is less than half of the usual, and Zhang Danfeng has always been kind-hearted, if they can't stop the flute in time, they will definitely die!

Liu Yi didn't ask, since the other party was covered with his head and face, he just didn't want to let himself know their identity, and it was in vain to ask, so he immediately launched the Yang family's general method and slammed the Central Plains with a move!

Burst!

The coiling dragon spear had been pierced in the throat of the person close to him, and a stream of blood arrows spurted out, Liu Yi had already held the gun in his right hand, and his body turned over in the air, and the person's body also flipped over with him, and then fell to the ground.

He really didn't have time to entangle with these senseless people here now, he just wanted to rush to the sound of the flute, so when he rolled out of the encirclement, he didn't stop at all, started Ling Bo micro-step, and continued to run forward!

The other party obviously came prepared, and as soon as he ran out of the tens, an extremely strong force poured in, forcing Liu Aiji's figure down stiffly, and then a black-clothed ghost-faced man appeared in front of him like a ghost, without the slightest warning.

Master, absolute master!

Liu Ai has been surprised, the situation is critical, and there is no time to talk nonsense, for the safety of Xiao Xiang'er, he has long made up his mind, the Buddha prevents the killing of the Buddha, and the god prevents the killing of the gods.

The ghost-faced man's light skills are really incredible, Liu Aiji's marksmanship is not unpleasant, when the tip of his gun is about to approach the ghost-faced man, in his eyes, he even saw the scene of blood splashing, and suddenly lost the shadow of the ghost-faced man in front of him.

A feminine wind suddenly struck from the back, Liu Yi had no time to turn back, and immediately carried the Jiuyang Divine Skill Protector, and the whole body also turned into gold and bronze in an instant, when the opponent's palm touched the body, he used the Qiankun Great Shift to pull this extremely feminine palm force to the ground, and he didn't have the slightest strength on his body.

The whole process was completed in an instant, and the ghost-faced man never dreamed that he would have a full palm, and he didn't have the slightest threat to him, and the surprise in his heart was really not small, and he didn't expect that Liu Yi had actually practiced the Vajra Immortal Skill.

After straining off the opponent's strength, Liu Yi did not hesitate, his waist twisted suddenly, and the coiling dragon spear also swept back, the person was on tiptoe, flew out upside down, and landed on a towering tree, undulating with the wind!

Liu Yi still didn't have time to entangle with him, he still ran towards the sound of the flute, and just walked together, but he heard the sound of a bang, and the ghost-faced man attacked like a ghost, and he really didn't get tired of it.

Liu Ai's heart is already on fire, you are really a fucking ghost, the tiger is not powerful, it is still a sick cat, with a flick of his wrist, the dragon gun followed out of his hand, and shot straight at the throat of the ghost-faced man.

The ghost-faced man just tilted his head, and the coiling dragon spear flew past his ears, and he could clearly feel the hot wind!

Rumble!

The coiling dragon spear was connected with the big tree, and there was a loud bang, and the towering tree was also split in an instant, and it fell to the ground with a bang.

The ghost-faced man saw that Liu Yi no longer had a dragon spear in his hand, although he couldn't see the change in the expression on his face, but in his eyes, a flash of excitement flashed, in his opinion, Liu Ill without the dragon lance was a dead end!

The Yang family's marksmanship was born from war, and it is naturally suitable for battlefield recruitment, and it is not as good as martial arts such as Kongming Fist for this kind of single-handedness on the rivers and lakes.

The corners of Liu Aiji's mouth suddenly hung a cold smile, unfolded the empty box, and fought with the ghost-faced man, although Liu Aiji's martial arts are unfathomable, but the ghost-faced man's body is quite weird, and it is also quite fast, advancing like lightning, retreating like a rabbit, flashing like a ghost, so that Liu Ai has no direction.

The sound of the flute is getting more and more intense, the killing aura is getting heavier and heavier, Liu Aiji's heart is becoming more and more restless, the more urgent the flute sounds, it means that the killing over there is also becoming more and more intense, although Yang Shihan and Zhang Danfeng's martial arts are high, but after all, two fists are difficult to reach four hands, not to mention that the other party is not only four hands, but a group of people from the Wuyue Sword Sect plus the Qingcheng Faction!

I was anxious, and I was even more reluctant to make a move, only to see him unfold Zhou Botong's left-right fighting technique, his left hand was empty, his right hand was moved, and he was entangled with the ghost-faced man.

The ghost-faced man has been ordered to hunt down and kill Liu Aiji, and he knows a little bit about Liu Aiji's details, he has practiced the Northern Shengong and Ling Bo Weibu, which he has known for a long time, and he has obtained the Qiankun Great Shift and Fire Dragon Pill at the Guangming Peak, he also knows, Zhou Botong passed on his Kongming Fist and the art of fighting left and right, and he also has a certain understanding.

But Liu Ill has practiced Jiuyang Divine Skill and King Kong Incorruptible Body, which he never expected, Liu Ill has lent the Fire Dragon Pill to Zhou Botong, and the power has naturally weakened a lot, for the ghost-faced man, this is an opportunity, he never thought that Liu Ill's martial arts are even more powerful than he imagined.

In the fierce battle, those black-clothed masked people also followed, Liu Zhi was already ruthless in his heart, damn it, this is your own death, no wonder I, Liu Ill, am ruthless!

Suddenly, with a clear roar, he rose into the air, and with two churns in the air, he came to the big tree and took the dragon spear in his hand, and shouted in a deep voice: "Let me live, and those who stand in my way die!"

After finishing speaking, he ignored the ghost-faced man, fell into the crowd, and unfolded the Yang family's marksmanship.

In the arena, the sound of knives, guns, screams is endless, corpses are rolling, blood is sprinkled wildly, like a blood rain in the sky, the earth is dyed blood red in an instant, and it looks particularly bright and dazzling under the reflection of the sunset, and it is also particularly shocking!

The sound of the flute was still fluttering, the killing was still continuing, and when Liu Yi had killed the last man in black, the originally white and flawless white clothes also turned into a blood-red, holding a dragon spear in his hand, and he looked at the ghost-faced man with murderous anger, and said coldly: "Who are you, why do you want to intercept and kill me?"

Although the ghost-faced man was surprised by Liu Ai's martial arts, he was not afraid, and he just sneered when he heard the words: "Who am I, you don't need to ask, you just need to remember that I am the one who came to kill you!"

The voice of the voice was both sharp and thin, and Liu Yi was no stranger to this kind of voice, like a eunuch in the palace, and after the ghost-faced man said this, he seemed to realize something, so he stopped talking.

Although in his heart, he wanted to find out the origin of the ghost-faced man, but at this time, Yang Shihan and others were being besieged by zombies, and he couldn't allow him to stay longer, and the dragon spear pointed at the ghost-faced man, and slowly retreated towards the flute.

The ghost-faced man did not pursue, in fact, with his martial arts, he only had a chance to protect himself when facing Liu Ai, and he had no ability to hurt the enemy!

The ghost-faced man didn't pursue, but it didn't mean that he didn't have follow-up actions, I saw him clapping his hands three times in a row, making three crisp sounds, and seven people suddenly fell in front of Liu Aiji, seven people dressed as Taoist priests.

For these seven people, Liu Yi is no stranger, they are the Quanzhen Seven Sons of the Quanzhen Sect, since Liu Ai has castrated Yin Zhiping, the Quanzhen Sect, except for Zhou Botong, the rest all regard him as a real enemy, this Quanzhen Seven Sons came this time, although it was unexpected, but it was expected.

Danyangzi Ma Yu, as the second-generation head of the Quanzhen Sect, has a relatively calm and gentle surname, and when he saw Liu Yi, he still wanted to ask what was going on, so he said: "Master Hou, I don't know where the little apprentice Zhiping offended you, you want to treat him like this?"

Liu Yi doesn't have the time to talk nonsense with them now, and then talk about the reason for this matter, and he can't tell the truth with these bull-nosed veterans, and he snorted coldly in his nostrils: "If you want to fight, you can fight, where is so much nonsense!"

Qiu Chuji looked at the corpses all over the ground not far away, and his expression was not so friendly, of course, there was Yin Zhiping's incident first, even if there was no corpse all over the ground, his Qiu Chuji's face would not be good-looking.

Seeing that Ma Yu still wanted to say a few more words, he said angrily on the side: "Senior brother, everyone has challenged him, what are you doing nonsense with him?"

Ma Yu took a deep breath, sighed heavily, took out the long sword from his back, and said coldly: "Array!"

As soon as the words fell, the Quanzhen Seven Sons brushed the ground, and they each grabbed the direction to surround Liu Yi in the center, and the formation in Ma Yu's mouth, needless to say, was the group beating method of the Quanzhen Seven Sons, the well-known seven-star sword formation!

Just when Liu Yi was already facing the seven sons of Quanzhen, on the tree not far away, there was a handsome boy dressed in red, with his hands tied behind his back and his clothes fluttering, undulating in the wind there!