Seeing this, Han Fei roared angrily, completely ignoring Li Shenzhou beside him, his body was like green smoke, like a ghost, and he threw off Li Shenzhou. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info came to Murong Xisheng's body in an instant, and the long sword swung to block the fatal sword attacked by Zhao Shirong. Seeing Murong Xisheng's face as pale as snow, Han Fei was distressed, looked at Zhao Shirong's face full of frost, and stabbed out with a sword, containing endless killing intentions, vowing to kill this woman.

Zhao Shirong was also slightly injured, how could he resist in the face of Han Fei's angry sword? And several Heavenly Kings and Liu Suifeng couldn't react, seeing that Zhao Shirong was about to fall under the sword, everyone's face was like ashes. However, at this moment, a majestic figure shot out with a punch and took Han Fei's long sword. Han Fei seemed to expect Li Shenzhou's arrival, the sword style changed, and in an instant, it fell into the sky like rain, and the sword light bloomed like petals. avoided Li Shenzhou and pointed directly at Zhao Shirong. You kill my disciple, I kill your lover, this is what Han Fei is thinking now.

It's just that this time, Liu Suifeng and the others have already reflected and joined forces to block Han Fei's sword shadow.

Suddenly, the clouds were thick, and a dazzling, astonishing flash of light in the sky overhead broke through the darkness, cutting the canopy of heaven like a silver serpent, followed by a thunderclap that shook the earth. Raindrops fell in the sky, and the summer rain was falling. Like silk, like silk, like fog, like smoke. Falling on the face and flowing into the mouth, sweet and relishing, like rice wine, like honey, making people drunk, like a dream, like an idiot, like drunk.

The raindrops fell on Han Fei's sword, and with the swing of Han Fei's long sword, it seemed to give life and hit everyone. The left hand double-commanded out, pointing to Zhao Shirong again. Because Han Fei knew that if Murong Xisheng was his biggest weakness now, then Zhao Shirong was Li Shenzhou's biggest weakness in his life. At this moment, Han Fei no longer cared about Zhao Shirong's identity as a royal woman.

Seeing this, Li Shenzhou was a little uncomfortable, so he could only let Zhao Shirong withdraw from the battlefield, and he himself also attacked Murong Xisheng behind Han Fei.

There are Liu Suifeng and others temporarily restraining Han Fei, the empty door behind Han Fei opened, and it was difficult to take care of Murong Xisheng who was unable to fight on the ground for a while, Li Shenzhou's face was happy, and he waved his fists, domineering and fierce, plain but infinitely powerful, like ten thousand mountains crushing. Murong Xisheng's face was neither happy nor sad, and he did not look at Li Shenzhou's fist, but at Han Fei, who was still fighting bloodily, his eyes were full of endless tenderness. At this moment, what she was thinking about was regretting that she didn't let Han Fei see her true appearance, didn't really confess her heart to Han Fei, and didn't ・・・・・・

The fist fell, and with a "bang", Murong Xisheng, who had already closed his eyes and was waiting for death, did not feel the fist hit him, and when he opened his eyes, a figure of Shengxue in white fell back into his arms, it was Han Fei. At this moment, Han Fei swung his palm to receive Li Shenzhou's punch, his left hand was already twisted, but Li Shenzhou was also uncomfortable, even if Han Fei hurriedly made a move, the internal force also passed through his fist, shocking his right arm.

Injury after injury, Han Fei has been fighting hard so far, and he has not much strength left, although Li Shenzhou is also not much better, but the masters of the Power Gang are still there, and they are rushing forward at this moment, vowing to keep Han Fei here.

Han Fei said softly to Murong Xisheng: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid that we are in a catastrophe today." Do you regret it?"

Murong Xisheng shook his head and said, "You can't be the same in life, and you can't be the same in death." No regrets in this life!"

Han Fei stood up tremblingly, and said with a smile: "It's enough to have your sentence!"

Han Fei's dark luck only had a little internal force left, and at this time when he couldn't afford it, he danced wildly, his eyes were like cold lightning, and his long sword was like a rainbow, and he faced the battle with injuries. There is only one person in his eyes, and that is Zhao Shirong. Abandon all defenses, only attack, at this time, the sword light is faster, faster, faster, like meteor lightning, suddenly. Li Shenzhou and the others saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly stopped it, with swords and swords, and the enemy would be saved. However, although Han Fei was on the sword, he was fearless, knowing that he was dying, and he wanted to make Li Shenzhou regret it for the rest of his life.

The tip of the sword was already close to Zhao Shirong, and even further, Zhao Shirong was haunted by the sword light, there was no time to escape, and there was no way to escape, and in a thousandth of a second, the sword in Han Fei's hand could pierce Zhao Shirong's throat. Liu Suifeng's face was like ashes, Li Shenzhou's eyes were blank, and the faces of the rest of the people were full of shock and disbelief.

"Ding"

Just between the lightning and flint, an embroidery needle that broke through the air shook Han Fei's long sword open. Li Shenzhou, Liu Suifeng and others were suddenly overjoyed. Han Fei, who was stabbed by a sword, was approached by the sword, and when he saw that this killing sword was blocked, his deep and shining eyes were hollow. No matter who it was, he had no power to stop it, because the sword had exhausted all his mental strength.

"Bang"

Han Fei fell to the ground with a bang and fell into a coma.

At the moment when Han Fei fell to the ground, a black figure floated in front of Zhao Shirong, his face was like frost, and with a slight wave of his hand, an embroidery needle flew out, stabbing Han Fei who was unconscious. Murong Xisheng's face was furious, and he said angrily: "Despicable and shameless, the great grandmaster has such a despicable behavior. "Murong Xisheng is not wrong, the person who stopped Han Fei's last sword was the great master of the Great Song Dynasty, otherwise no one would have been able to stop Han Fei at that moment.

The man sneered when he heard this, and it was also an embroidery needle that stabbed Murong Xisheng.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

Suddenly, two small pebbles broke through the air and met the two embroidery needles, and the man's face changed greatly. Hurriedly looked at the place beside him, and an old man in gray appeared in front of everyone.

The man said coldly, his voice extremely harsh: "Eastern Evil Yellow Medicine Master!"

"It's the old man, you are the eunuch Sunflower Ancestor of the Great Song Palace?"

"That's right. Do you want to meddle in this?"

As a great grandmaster, it is really disgraceful to take action against young juniors. Huang Yaoshi snorted coldly, then turned to Murong Xisheng and said, "Miss Murong, the old man is late." After speaking, he threw a bottle of Nine Flowers Jade Dew Pill to Murong Xisheng. At this moment, the [Sancai Swordsman] and Zhuo Bufan were seriously injured and dying, and Murong Xisheng hurriedly handed over the pill to the three of them to take, and said: "The seniors are polite, if it weren't for you, the juniors would have died." ”

Seeing that Huang Yaoshi didn't take himself seriously at all, Sunflower Ancestor said angrily: "Huang Laoxi, do you know who the woman next to me is? And don't forget that you are from the Great Song Dynasty." ”

Huang Yaoshi said disdainfully: "Since you know the name of the old man, why do you bother to ask in vain." The old man only knew that Gu Xiaoyou was the old man's old friend. Even if the woman next to you is a relative of the emperor?"

Sunflower Ancestor was angry and said, "Okay, very good, now the Ancestor will come to learn Huang Laoxi's tricks." After speaking, several embroidery needles shot out, extremely small and soft embroidery needles, but in the hands of the Sunflower Ancestor at this moment, they were more terrifying than any blade.

Although both of them were great grandmasters and asked the Second Heaven, Huang Yaoshi did not take the Sunflower Ancestor to heart, the purple qi behind him was permeated, his fingers were lightly flicked, and the strength of several internal forces condensed met the flying embroidery needles, and the sonorous sound of metal power in the air sounded loudly, deafening. The figures of the two of them are getting closer and closer, and the erratic figure is not grasped by everyone at all, and the power gang takes this opportunity to kill Han Fei and the others, and one person swings a knife and slashes it, but he is pierced by a strong energy, and he suddenly dies.

Sunflower Ancestor's face was gloomy, this yellow old evil fought with him, but his mind was still paying attention to the following, even if he was not this person's opponent, his old face was flushed, and he wanted to die of shame. Because the battle between the great grandmasters was too wide, the two did not go all out, but the Sunflower Ancestor was still defeated and retreated, and was finally forced to withdraw from the field, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. Huang Yaoshi was unforgiving, bullying himself, Sunflower was angry, and just wanted to make a move, suddenly the purple qi was vast for eight thousand miles, and a purple light that broke through the sky hit Huang Yaoshi. Huang Yaoshi's face changed, knowing that he was another great grandmaster, and this person's skill was far from being something he could resist. Being thousands of miles away, with a casual blow, he was invincible, making him feel a strong pressure crushing. For this blow, Huang Yaoshi was not sure of the next step.

Sunflower Ancestor's face was happy, but he quickly froze, because another ray of light shot out, the white light was bright and sharp, and the majestic sword qi that filled the heavens and the earth greeted the purple light, and the sword qi that filled the heavens and the earth made everyone present feel cold. Sunflower Ancestor was shocked and asked, "Who is this? ”

Li Shenzhou and the others were even more heavy-faced, thinking that Han Fei and the others had Huang Yaoshi behind them, but they didn't expect that there were higher masters hiding behind them. Liu Suifeng's face was ugly, knowing that if he didn't die this time, he would definitely be a big trouble in the future.

I only heard a voice in the air: "Dugu is seeking defeat, you also want to meddle in this matter?" The voice was ethereal, as if there were voices coming from everywhere.

"Huang Shang, Gu Xiaoyou and I have some friendship. What's more, as a great grandmaster, to deal with the martial artists under the realm of the great grandmaster, you Great Song royal family, have broken the rules"

Huang Sheng was silent, and after a while, the purple light receded, and Dugu's sword qi also disappeared.

Huang Yaoshi looked at the unconscious Han Fei in shock, and he couldn't imagine that his old friend actually knew Dugu's senior. As a great grandmaster, Huang Yaoshi had also heard of Dugu's deeds of seeking defeat in his early years, but this person had disappeared for many years, and everyone thought that he had shattered the void or fallen under the thunder tribulation. Unexpectedly, he was safe and sound, living in seclusion in the mountains and forests of the Great Song Dynasty.

Compared with the joy of Huang Yaoshi and others, the power to help steal chickens and rice this time is not a loss, although several people on the other side are seriously injured and dying, as long as they recuperate for a period of time, they can recover. And his own power gang, at the beginning, several people died under Han Fei's sword, and then a few people died under Murong Xisheng's sword, more than 30 masters, it can be said that masters poured out of the nest, paid the price of seven people, and only exchanged the lives of the other party as a martial artist in the realm of grandmasters, this account, no matter how it is calculated, is a loss.

Of course, if it weren't for the intervention of the Great Grandmaster in the end, the power gang would have killed eight people, including Zhao Shirong, while Han Fei's seven people would have been wiped out. Among the eight people who died in the Power Gang, three were killed by Han Fei's sneak attack, and it can be said that only five people were killed in the real fight. At such a price, in exchange for the lives of two masters who are not inferior to Li Shenzhou, plus one Taiqing, one Yuqing, two Shangqing and one grandmaster, no matter how you look at the power gang, it is not a loss. After all, when he came to attack and kill Han Fei and the others, Li Shenzhou and Liu Suifeng were ready to pay the price of losing extremely masters. But this price does not include Zhao Shirong, a Zhao Shirong is definitely comparable to the entire power gang, if Zhao Shirong dies, the power gang will bear the wrath of the royal family and will also be destroyed.

Li Shenzhou already regretted letting Zhao Shirong follow, if there was no Zhao Shirong, as long as he could kill Han Fei and the seven people, he could bear the big price. It's just that there is no regret medicine in the world. Murong Xisheng hugged Han Fei, and the rest of the people supported each other, carried Liang Xiang on their backs, and followed Huang Yaoshi to Peach Blossom Island.