At this moment, the sky was getting dark, but the firelight was bright and flashing, spreading rapidly, and the intense shock wave formed by the explosive air flow in the scorching heat wave flew rapidly in all directions. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

At that time, on the verge of great changes, Ren Wandering and Chen Shinan felt a heat wave in their noses, and the piercing sound of fragments breaking into the air broke out, and the two immediately laid down a wall of qi in front of each other, and heard He Zhenyu's laughter, and at the same time retreated.

Chen Xinghan shouted his father again and again, Yan Wushuang and Tang Ling's two daughters called Ren Wanderer, and black and white impermanence called the little brother. Yan Wushuang Fish Intestine Sword, which was a little far away from the center of the explosion, danced, and Tang Ling struck out a number of hidden weapons with both hands in a row to resist the thousands of fragments flying in.

The qi wall laid down by Ren Wandering and Chen Shinan could only block the shock wave, and the thousands of fragments were like broken bamboos through the qi wall and hit the two of them, but when they heard the sound of ding dong and sneering, Ren Wandering and Chen Shinan each snorted, and there was the sound of falling to the ground. He Zhenyu and Liu Feixu couldn't help but be overjoyed, and at the same moment, Tang Ling and Yan Wushuang were hit by shards and fell to the snow.

At this time, He Zhenyu, Liu Feixu and others walked to the front of the Lingzhutai Temple again, but when they saw Chen Shinan's retreating figure falling in front of the temple threshold, covered in blood, and at least hit by seventeen or eighteen fragments, they scolded at this moment, and said: "He Zhenyu, you despicable villain, how many things have the Nine Pyloric Sect and the Money Worship Sect done for you, and in the end you are so ungrateful, you have to kill the old man!?"

He Zhenyu laughed and said, "You and I are both people who do great things, in addition to protecting ourselves, of course we should never forget to hurt the enemy!"

Chen Shinan lamented loudly, and Chen Xinghan shouted: "Dad, Dad!" and scolded: "You Korean dogs are a hundred times more vicious than Tartars......

Before he finished speaking, he was pointed at by the man in black, and then Liu Feixu shouted: "Light up the torch!" and said: "Master, Ren Wandering is in the right position with his back to the cliff and explodes, shouldn't he fall off the cliff!"

He Zhenyu snorted, but said, "Bring the torch!"

The fragments in his body were injured and fell to the ground, Tang Ling and Yan Wushuang heard that Ren Wandering might fall off the cliff at this time, and they sighed in their hearts, struggling to stand up. The old man of Longmen, who was dumbfounded, shook his head, but he couldn't say a word.

Standing in the place where Ren Wandering was standing and looking in the direction of the cliff, the blood in He Zhenyu's eyes went straight to the direction of the cliff, He Zhenyu showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, looked at Liu Feixu, and said: "Could it be that Ren Wandering died like this?" Liu Feixu said happily: "It seems that this is probably the case, the gunpowder formula that the apprentice stole from the Tang Sect seems to be really powerful!"

He Zhenyu said: "Well, it's just that it's far from the power of the meteor rocket, alas! Ren Wandering this kid died like this, the old man is really a little regretful!"

Tang Ling and Yan Wushuang, who stood up at this moment, both burst into tears, and when they heard He Zhenyu's words, Yan Wushuang couldn't help but say angrily: "Shameless! Only a beast can say such a beast!"

He Zhenyu snorted and walked towards Yan Wushuang and Tang Ling's two daughters, illuminated by the firelight, but saw that Tang Ling only had blood stains on his limbs, while Yan Wushuang was hit by fragments in at least ten places on his chest, and even his extremely delicate face was also cut by fragments with four or five blood marks, and at first glance, Tang Ling was also frightened.

He Zhenyu smiled cruelly: "Yan Nuxia, what you said is really human, it's just that your original beautiful face looks like a beast now!"

But feeling that the pain in the front chest was hit by the shards, Yan Wushuang just felt that his face was hot, thinking that he was just scratched by the shards, and at this moment hearing He Zhenyu's words, coupled with Tang Ling's 'ah' sound, Yan Wushuang's heart fell, and said secretly: Could it be that he was broken, and then he thought to himself that since he had fallen into the cliff, it didn't matter whether he was broken or not, so he giggled: "It's useless to talk more, take your life!" The figure suddenly rose, and the fish intestine sword drew a frost mark in the night sky, sweeping towards He Zhenyu's throat from the bottom up, the sword, and the sword was ruthless.

He Zhenyu didn't expect that Yan Wu's double-injured body could still strike such a sword, he was frightened, his body was on one side, and his hands rotated out of a transparent and shiny circle, and the fish intestine sword was blocked out of the circle. Yan Wushuang sneered, it is seven swords again, each sword has no fancy, it is a deadly sword, each sword is a sword with all its strength, leaving no backstrokes, and every sword is a sword that is fast and lightning.

He Zhenyu saw Yan Wushuang's seven swords coming, and his moves were unpretentious and practical, and he secretly said a good word in his heart, his palms flew, and seven transparent and shiny circles appeared in front of the seven swords in turn.

Yan Wushuang was slightly shocked in his heart, and He Zhenyu said with a smile: "Yan Nuxia's use of the killer's ruthless and accurate three-character formula is really perfect!"

At that time, Tang Ling saw that He Zhenyu was calm, and he had already taken out four thunderbolts in his hand, and waited for the changes.

Yan Wushuang sneered: "Your Tai Chi Gate is just from my Zhongtu Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi Divine Skill, Tai Chi Divine Skill in the Thirteen Variations of Twisting, Squeezing, Pressing, Picking, Pushing, Elbowing, Leaning, Entering, Retreating, Gu, Pan, and Ding, You have already used the thirteen kinds of Twisting, Squeezing, Pressing, Picking, Picking, Elbow, and Seven Kinds, let this girl see how you have learned the remaining six?"

After all, the fish intestine sword in his hand is seven swords, and these seven swords are not only ruthless and accurate, but also each sword is struck out at an extremely incredible angle without common sense.

He Zhenyu immediately retreated sharply, and his heart was shocked, you must know that Tai Chi Shengong pays attention to static braking, overcoming rigidity with softness, avoiding reality and hitting the void, borrowing strength, responding urgently when moving, slowly following the slow, moving with people, adapting to changes, living with people, and stagnation from already, but judgment still needs to be done with common sense.

He Zhenyu is already incapable of judging at the moment, so he can only dodge and act at the opportunity.

Yan Wushuang tapped six swords, He Zhenyu took six steps back, embarrassed, the situation was already critical, Yan Wushuang struck seven swords, at this moment, Yan Wushuang turned his back to He Zhenyu, but it was unexpected, her right arm was as soft as boneless, and she hit He Zhenyu's throat from the bottom to the top seventy-five degrees from under her right ribs.

Where can He Zhenyu, who is in danger, dodge this sword, close his eyes, and wait for death.

Seeing that Yan Wushuang's seven swords were about to pierce He Zhenyu's throat, Liu Feixu raised his hand, and with a whoosh, Yan Wushuang's long sword was shocked by a mourning nail by nine inches, He Zhenyu screamed in pain, and his shoulder was cut by the fish intestine sword with a sword mark as deep as an inch, and blood shot out.

It's just that Yan Wushuang was originally injured in the battle, these seven swords were struck, Yan Wushuang was already prostration, and at this time, the extremely painful He Zhenyu slapped Yan Wushuang fiercely, and Yan Wushuang's figure flew high like a paper kite and fell straight to the bottom of the cliff.