Jiang Shuihan's feet moved, and he disappeared in place in an instant, turning into an afterimage and heading straight for Ding Feng, and the two elders of the Vientiane Sect beside him also dispatched one after another, resisting the two brothers of the Ding family who rushed over. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Ding Feng was full of murderous intent, waved his hands continuously, and shot out several sword qi, tearing the void and slashing towards Jiang Shuihan.

The silver spear in Jiang Shuihan's hand shook continuously, and the sound of "ding ding ding" gold and iron clashing sounded one after another, although the silver gun in his hand blocked the knife qi, but it was also scratched all over his body, and he was extremely embarrassed, he snorted coldly, and the brilliance in his hand moved, and the original steel gun body became a semi-liquid state, and when it solidified again, it became a new silver gun.

"Kill", Jiang Shuihan raised his gun, stabbed out like a dragon going out to sea, and bit Ding Feng's chest viciously.

Although it was a simple shot, Ding Feng was extremely troublesome to deal with.

As the so-called road is simple, there are countless tricks lurking behind this simple shot, and if it is not handled well, it will fall into the endless beating of the other party.

"Jiang Feng's master has a good means", Ding Feng sneered, shook the glass blade, blocked the menacing tip of the spear, and countless flying knives flew out of his sleeve robe, stabbing at Jiang Shuihan densely.

......

The high-level combat power is booming, and the battlefield of this low-level disciple is not far behind, and it is completely chaotic.

Wang Li stepped on the flying sword with one palm, shattering the heart of a disciple of the Ding family who was in the middle of Qi cultivation and fell away, and then with another elbow blow, the disciple who was about to sneak attack him in the early stage of Qi cultivation from behind him vomited blood and fled in embarrassment.

Such a drastic method naturally aroused the minds of others, and immediately a disciple of the Ding family in the late stage of Qi cultivation came to stop the unstoppable Wang Li.

Young Master Wang slapped a monk away, and was grinning with a big mouth, who knew that the alarm behind him suddenly appeared, and he immediately turned around and threw the flowing gold sword in his chest.

With a crisp sound of "clang", Young Master Wang was beaten back a few steps before he could stop, and when he looked up at the front, he saw a handsome and generous disciple standing there, but the viciousness in the eyes of the people who came destroyed his handsome face.

"Ding Yun, a disciple of the Ding family, is here, I don't know who is from the Vientiane Sect in front of me?"

Wang Li secretly snorted and pretended to be a dog, and then straightened his chest, just like a rooster who had won a fight in the casino, and said unashamedly, "Grandpa is a quasi-true disciple of Jingtaifeng of the Vientiane Sect, and everyone loves flowers and flowers are Wang Li, the eldest young master of Wang Li, is also!"

He was embarrassed to scold others for pretending to be a dog, as soon as these words came out, the Jingtaifeng disciples who were fighting next to him almost didn't spit it out, and Xiaopang was even more embarrassed and his fat face was flushed, and he hid to the side without leaving a trace, and his heart was constantly fragmented, I don't know this goods, I am not familiar with this goods.

Ding Yun was also a little confused, there was such a superb product in the Vientiane Sect, it was really a big forest, and there were all kinds of birds, he shook his head speechlessly, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and stabbed at the young master Wang with a sword.

Wang Li saw the sword light as soon as he finished pretending, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Fight before the scene is finished, there is really no master's demeanor", and after that, he also pointed forward, and the flowing gold sword turned flexibly, meeting the opponent's flying sword.

Ding Yun naturally knew that it was impossible to win the disciples of the Vientiane Sect with a flying sword alone, so he waved his palms with a move, and the palm wind rumbled, and there was a faint sound of a tiger's roar.

"Tiger Roaring Palm"

Wang Li first rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and then laughed, "Boy, you dare to play melee combat with me, you do have some courage."

He didn't dodge it, his palms were golden and magnificent, and he directly hit Ding Yun. Just kidding, palm-to-palm, fist-to-fist, touching the gold hand has never coaxed anyone.

Ding Yun hadn't shoveled sand, and the strength of his palm was naturally not comparable to Wang Li's pervert, so he didn't have an unexpected tragedy.

Hearing only a "click", Ding Yun's handsome face, which was originally full of confidence, immediately turned into surprise, and finally into pain.

Overflowing with energy, Ding Gongzi flew back upside down and fell heavily on the ground, his right hand was now showing a strange L-shape, obviously severely fractured.

"The disciple of the Vientiane Sect is really extraordinary", Ding Yun said in a cold sweat and trembling.

As one of the Tianjiao of the Ding family, he was pretentious, and disdainful of the disciples of the sect, feeling that they were just holding the second ancestor he worshipped, and now he can see that those contempt in the bottom of his heart are gone.

In fact, this mentality is in the hearts of many Ding family members, everyone feels that they are very strong and capable, why should they dedicate the resources they have earned so hard to those garbage sect disciples, this mentality has also contributed to their rebellion to some extent, but now, the cruel reality has given them a resounding slap in the face, and most of the corpses lying on the ground are from the Ding family.

Ding Yun knew that at this life-and-death juncture, he had to work hard if he didn't work hard, so he gritted his teeth and stretched out his left hand, slammed his right hand fiercely, and the "click" sounded again, forcibly picking up the misplaced bones.

Young Master Wang was startled by the crisp sound of bones, and said a little sluggishly, "Damn, I'm so cruel to myself."

Ding Yun's face was fierce, but he didn't dare to step forward, took out a white skull from the storage bag, and threw it at Wang Li.

The skull was good in the wind, and it instantly became the size of a life-size head, screaming and biting at the eldest young master, this Ding family really has a deep cooperation with the Underworld Blood Sect, and even the refining method of the magic weapon has been passed on to them.

When he first saw this, he was just a little monk in the early stage of Qi training, and he had nothing on his body, so he could only let him bite his body in vain, but now, he had several magic weapons with him, and he was also a monk in the late stage of Qi training.

"I've seen this magic weapon, it came from the hand of a disciple of the Underworld Blood Sect in the middle of Qi cultivation", Wang Li smiled, took out a large black net from the storage bag, and said softly.

Ding Yun was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Have you seen this thing? That's really fate", after saying that, the blood in his eyes was great, the skull turned blood-red, his speed increased a little, and he came crazy.

Wang Li was unconscious, and continued, "Do you know what happened to him in the end?", he thought of Feng Xiang again, and the eyes of his dying time and space hole.

Ding Yun subconsciously asked, "What's wrong with him?"

Wang Li's sleeve robe was raised, and the black net lightning flew out, directly wrapping the skull, no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't get out, and then the eldest young master Wang disappeared in place in Ding Yun's stunned, as if evaporating in the world.

When he felt the chill on the back of his neck, before he could turn back, a cold palm grabbed his neck, and then a cold voice came from his ear.

"In the end, he died"