"Bang!" the python-like gun collided with the knife, and the marble on the ground was blown off. In this blow, the two were a hard-to-head play, and there was nothing fancy to speak of, and Dewey took a few steps back again.

Xiaoyu was high-spirited, and picked up a spear, nearly two feet long, and pointed it at Dewey's throat.

Dewey was forced to raise his knife to resist, and Xiaoyu had taken the opportunity to sweep in front of him, turning his true strength into gang, and in the blink of an eye, five spears were shaken out in a row, stabbing at the opponent's chest in the shape of plum blossoms!

"Moonlight Slash!" Dewey was not to be outdone, and let out a low roar similar to that of a beast, and the halberd slashed through, and a five-colored crescent moon slowly rose, faintly becoming a momentum, cutting towards the evening rain!

"Potential-level Fighting Saint Method!" Someone couldn't help but exclaim, and Lu Yan, who was shuttling through the crowd, turned his head, and it was really the same as the swordsmanship used by Chen Xin at the beginning. It's just that Dewey used it, this brilliant crescent moon is more realistic, more massive, more magnificent, and dozens of times more powerful!

Xiaoyu didn't dare to be careless, and raised his breath again, and the five spears skyrocketed to the thickness of his arm, colliding with the crescent moon.

There was no earth-shattering roar, as if the flames were scorching the ice, whether it was the crescent moon formed by the strength of the gang, or the spear gang pierced by the flower spear, it was rapidly shrinking. In the end, it was the night rain that won steadily, and the five-colored crescent moon collapsed, leaving only a thumb-thick spear, which passed through Dewey's chest, shattered several of his sternums, and injured his internal organs!

Lu Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Xiaoyu's marksmanship, entered the room, and he had achieved the realm of the unity of man and gun, even if he changed to himself, he didn't dare to say that he could do better than him.

Gun!

Known as the king of a hundred soldiers, the spear technique pays attention to holding a gun steadily, the front tube is locked behind, the gun is held in both hands, stable but not dead, alive and not slippery, the power of holding a gun is expensive for four flats, but also to do not leave the waist, the three tips are relatively difficult to practice!

Putting aside these thoughts, Lu Yan's figure flashed again, beating the monk of the eighth layer of the famous Qi Storage! At this time, the battle was almost coming to an end, although the white-robed Yuan Zhen was the same as Chu Hanyi, he had a ninth-level Qi storage cultivation. But he is by no means his opponent, now he is just fighting as a trapped beast, if it weren't for his special attack method, the paper fan fanned out one shield after another to defend, I am afraid that he would have died under Chu Hanyi's killing sword.

And the other half-step self-cultivator who fought with Xiaoqing was also in danger at the moment, although Xiaoqing's cultivation was lower than her, but as a good sister of An Yajie, how could she get the best exercises. The attack is as continuous as spring rain, endless, and the little white on the side interferes from time to time, it is only a matter of time before she wins, so Lu Yan has no intention of helping her, let her hone more, and there will be no harm!

In addition to these two people, Dewey's descendants were almost wiped out, even if there were a few fish that slipped through the net, but as soon as they escaped to the hall, they were dismantled by the group of neutrals outside. They are all old rivers and lakes, and the situation at this time, how can it be unclear, they all defected one after another, shouting that the Mei gang leader will win!

Lu Yan took out the ghost head knife and stood in front of the hall door, ready to strike at any time.

Only a moment later, the battle on Chu Hanyi's side was over, Yuan Zhen was crushed by the iron sword, and the blood soaked his white robe red.

And Xiaoqing saw that his sweetheart had solved his opponent, and was looking at him with concern, smiling happily at him, and he didn't feel nervous at all.

"Spring rain moistens things silently!" Immediately, Xiao Qing let out a coquettish shout, and the five elements around her suddenly became dense, only to see a narrow and long sword shadow, really like spring rain, silently falling from the top of her opponent's head, shaving off the monk's head. Until she jumped and ran to Chu Hanyi's side, that terrifying momentum still existed, and there was no doubt that it was a potential-level swordsmanship, and it turned out that her strength had always been retained.

Xiao Bai saw that Xiao Qing had slashed his opponent under the sword, so he lazily jumped on Lu Yan's shoulder.

At this time, the hall was in a mess, whether it was the wall or the ground, it was covered with sword marks and sword marks, painted with crimson blood, all the tables, chairs and benches, said to be missing arms and legs or light, more were shattered, turned into powder, like snowflakes, but fortunately, the development of things was under control!

Dewey's cloak was scattered, the green jade wrench fingers were thrown off at some point, the blood fell down the corners of his mouth, and the luxurious purple robe was printed with blood plums. Seeing that his henchmen were completely killed, Lu Yan, Chu Hanyi and others surrounded him again, and he shouted angrily. Knowing that today is a catastrophe, it is completely a life-fighting style, and when it comes, the pressure of the night rain doubles!

However, Xiaoyu is also very comparable, he responds calmly, a spear is very vigorous, no matter how Dewey attacks, it is difficult to hurt Xiaoyu's roots, but his own body is pierced out of holes one by one, and even the recovery of the body is a little powerless.

"Dewey! Let me tell you the truth, at the beginning, your brute son actually dared to covet the beauty of Sister Xiaoxiao, as early as when he was hunting in Zhongqu Mountain, he was killed by me under the knife, his cultivation is too low, he will definitely not be able to go fast, maybe on the Huangquan Road, you still have a chance to catch up, and save loneliness, and when the time comes, your father and son will be reincarnated together, which is also a good story!"

Although he knew that Xiaoyu had already won the battle, Lu Yan still spoke out and messed with the enemy. Because just now, he suddenly had a whim, and faintly had a very bad premonition, he wanted to go directly to help, but he was afraid that Xiaoyu would be unhappy, in order to prevent changes, he had to make this decision, in order to end the battle as soon as possible.

"Unexpectedly, you're quite humorous!" Xiaoqing said with an exaggerated smile, and the other people's faces twitched, this guy is really angry!

Xiaoyu frowned slightly, could it be that Lu Yan noticed something, thinking of this, he couldn't help but step up his offensive.

Dewey, on the other hand, was furious, as expected, although he knew that Lu Yan was attacking his heart, he still roared irrepressibly: "Bastard! despicable! you will all die!"

"Hmph!" Xiaoyu's eyes flashed, seized the opportunity, and stabbed the spear in his hand, as if a dragon was going out to sea, and the thigh-thick spear pierced Dewey's heart with a thunderous momentum!

Dewey hurriedly slashed out the knife, but his own strength was not as good as Xiaoyu, and now he was injured, plus the opportunity was lost, how to resist, and he crashed into the wall without suspense, and spurted blood from his mouth.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" took advantage of his illness to kill him, and Xiaoyu's spear came out of his hand, piercing his eyebrows like sharp arrows, nailing the enemy to the wall. This is a tragic picture, which makes the onlookers frightened, and they can't raise the slightest idea of resistance!

Xiaoyu slowly walked to Dewey's corpse, pulled out the flower gun, and the knife wound on the ** recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. This is the special ability of the Blood Spirit Transformation Cultivator, no matter how serious the external injury is, as long as the vitality in the dantian meridians is not exhausted, it can recover in a very short time!

Lu Yan let out a long breath at this time, and his tense nerves did not relax until this moment. However, what made him frown was that the uneasy mood still existed, and he carefully recalled what happened, except for Dewey's alarmist intimidation before he died, there was nothing wrong with anything else, so he could only smile bitterly and shake his head, secretly saying that he was too nervous.

However!

At this moment, the mutation rose sharply, and three five-colored sword gangs fell from the sky, forming an array of three talents, enveloping Lu Yan, and the others had no time to rescue, at this moment, his situation was precarious