Liu Ping'er quickly snatched away Lu Qingfeng's sword momentum, and he closed it at one point, and his body regressed.

Zhong Poyan's crazy move also failed in an instant.

Zhen Che, who restrained his figure, rushed forward again and continued this round of fast attack and siege.

Lu Qingfeng retracted his sword momentum and changed his moves, and instantly picked up Liu Ping'er's chest.

Liu Ping'er's body jumped back rapidly, and when Zhong Poyan rushed over, Lu Qingfeng and Zhen Che's attacks had all failed. Zhen Che did not rush in pursuit, the judge's pen trembled, and a little cold star shot at Liu Ping'er.

Liu Ping'er's body was volleyed, the sword in his hand stirred the cold light, and the cold star shot by Zhen Che turned around and shot back faster than when he came.

Lu Qingfeng shouted to be careful, but his figure rushed towards Liu Ping'er faster, his shouting was just an instinctive reaction, and there was no way to help, only a quick attack on Liu Ping'er was the only thing he could do.

Before Lu Qingfeng's shouts dissipated, Zhen Che's muffled snort was already startled! The cold star that turned back and turned back shot into his chest with a momentum that he couldn't react to.

Zhong Poyan roared, dragging the mountain axe and chasing after Liu Ping'er, maybe he knew that the only thing he could threaten Liu Ping'er was this roar, his axe would never chop off anything on Liu Ping'er's body, although the mountain axe he trusted had already chopped off many people.

The galloping horse lay lifeless, its limbs clumped in pain from the opening of its abdomen. Liu Ping'er's figure fell on the horse's belly, and the horse's corpse was still spasmodic, but Liu Ping'er was not unstable because of stepping on the obstacle, his feet just slipped back again, and his feet rose with strength, kicking the horse of several hundred catties off the ground with one kick.

Lu Qingfeng knew that Liu Ping'er was the only master he had faced in the face of the great enemy for so many years, and he didn't dare to risk letting Liu Ping'er deliver a fatal blow where he couldn't see it.

Zhong Poyan's martial arts had not yet reached the perception that allowed him to predict what situation he was in, and the muffled roar generated by the cohesion rolled in his throat, and the mountain axe had already been picked up in the air, rushing towards the flying horse corpse and chopping it down when the waist.

The horse corpse, which had already broken open and the flesh and blood was blurred, was chopped into two pieces by Zhong Poyan's Kaishan axe with all his strength in the blood rain, and the horse's body fell off on both sides, and the vision in the hollow place was suddenly clear, but Zhong Poyan felt as if he was covered by a haze and a leaf obscured his eyes. In the hollow place where the line of vision suddenly cleared, a line of cold front was as eye-catching as the morning light, but this light shone without the slightest warmth, and even made his nerves compact, and cold sweat was about to overflow in the tightness.

Lu Qingfeng's Remnant Sun Sword had already been lowered from the air, although his sword was fast, Zhong Poyan's screams were even faster!

Liu Ping'er's light thin sword had been withdrawn, and the tip of the sword carried a drop of blood beads, meeting Lu Qingfeng's Remnant Sun Sword, and in the ringing, the blood beads turned into particles and splashed everywhere.

Lu Qingfeng fell, Liu Ping'er's figure was already two meters away, and the sound of the horses falling tragically was clear, but this sound was drowned in Zhong Poyan's screams, he had forgotten that the danger was in front of him, the mountain axe fell on the ground where the blood spread, and the light thin sword of Liu Ping'er with both hands pointed at his eyes, and the blood continued to slide down from between his fingers, and the hatred in his heart was extremely strong, but he could no longer see his enemy, and he could not imprint the enemy's vicious face in his heart!

Lu Qingfeng's sword became more and more vicious and fierce, but Liu Ping'er abandoned him, and suddenly shot at Zhen Che, who was injured by his own secret weapon and had just recovered a little.

Zhen Che's heart was twitching, Liu Ping'er's horror had taken root in his heart, and at this time, Zhong Poyan's cry was tragic and worrying, and at this moment he saw Liu Ping'er come to him instantly, and he didn't care about the pain of his chest being pierced by a long needle, so he instinctively raised his hand and slashed at Liu Ping'er.

Liu Ping'er's figure is like a ghost, Zhen Che's sword is like an iron fan catching flying flotsam, and Liu Ping'er's body is blown away everywhere the sword, but Liu Ping'er's sword is like a magnet being attracted, and the sword sticks to Zhen Che's throat as soon as it comes out.

Suddenly, there was a bang! Liu Ping'er's light thin sword swung downward, and a fluttering knife was flicked by gravity and flew upward.

Zhen Che instinctively screamed and retreated.

The sound of stabbing sounded! Zhen Che, whose blood was overflowing from the tears in his clothes, retreated in a panic, and fell backwards unsteadily.

Lu Qingfeng's sword had reached Liu Ping'er's back.

Liu Ping'er turned sideways and dodged a sword that stabbed quickly, Lu Qingfeng sank his wrist, the sword momentum turned, chasing Liu Ping'er, he didn't help Zhen Che, a man with a tiger's back was already standing behind Zhen Che, his wide palm made Zhen Che rebalanced, but he couldn't comfort Zhen Che's pain.

Zhen Che and Zhong Poyan's cries were dull and miserable!

Tong Juewu's hatred rose more than fear, although he was not as rough as he seemed on the surface, and the city he was hiding deep in was now overwhelmed by the tragic situation of the cottage he had painstakingly operated for so many years, Liu Ping'er was not covered with blood, but his hard work for so many years.

Tong Juewu, who didn't know when he arrived behind Zhen Che, said in a deep voice: "I'll kill him!"

Simple and murderous words, but Zhen Che ignored the pain, forgot to moan, and hurriedly reminded: "Big, big brother, you be careful of him!"

Tong Juewu listened to Zhen Che's words with a vibrato in pain, but his body jumped forward, and the heavy weight of the inverted big blade glaive did not slow down his speed at all, and he took a leap, and the glaive knife picked up and chopped down in a deep roar.

Liu Ping'er twisted his body to avoid Lu Qingfeng's sword, and the glaive knife mixed with the heavy howling wind on the side had been chopped off.

Liu Ping'er didn't block Tong Juewu's Glaive, with such strength, such a heaviness, Liu Ping'er would not take risks, let alone consume his true strength, just when the Glaive Knife fell on the top of his head, his body slid and flashed.

Tong Juewu's hatred was the source of strength, and the glaive knife slammed on the ground with a 'bang', and the bluestone was smashed with sparks splashing, and the gravel shot out.

Lu Qingfeng's Remnant Sun Sword did not get close to Liu Ping'er, and the sword stabbed again. Tong Juewu's first move, he didn't know how terrible Liu Ping'er was, but Lu Qingfeng was afraid in his heart, so he couldn't give Liu Ping'er the slightest breathing room, otherwise Tong Juewu's big knife might never have a chance to lift it again.

The first team of cavalry who came to the rescue outside the Huoyun Pavilion also followed, but they were all stunned by the scene in front of them, on the open ground, in front of the pavilion, there were shocking corpses everywhere, and the blood stained a large area red, dozens of people in the first cavalry team had dismounted one after another, they didn't want the horse's hooves to step on their brother's corpse and their brother's blood.

Tong Juewu's muffled roar came again, and the sound of the glaive knife smashing on the ground was also deafening! The thieves' astonishment was awakened, and one of the thieves shouted: "It's the big boss, hurry!"

A group of mountain thieves who had come to their senses could no longer care about the blood and water solidifying under their feet, and the splashed blood droplets flew towards the Huoyun Pavilion.

Lu Qingfeng chased and was haunted, Tong Jue's five big knives roared, but Liu Ping'er was like catkins, blown by the blade and sword blade, just a short seven or eight knives, Tong Jue's five rounds of heartbeat accelerated, not that Tong Juewu's strong body sent out the endless force a little tight, but that Lu Qingfeng chased and killed too fast, Liu Ping'er walked under Lu Qingfeng's sword, which made Tong Juewu's fantasy can't help but drag him to quickly pick the knife, he seems to have seen Liu Ping'er's body bleeding under the Remnant Yang Sword, Under his own glaive, his head was covered with dust, but now his heartbeat was speeding and told him that he was just dazzled, he just had too good wishes, but the reality was enough to make him afraid, and Lu Qingfeng's sword could not hurt Liu Ping'er in the slightest.

Tong Juewu's big sword was no longer impatient, his mind that was carried away by fantasy had sobered up, Lu Qingfeng attacked quickly with his sword, and he began to block Liu Ping'er's retreat again.

Zhen Che's pain has been alleviated a lot, the flying needle pierced the chest did not hurt the organs, and the skin on the chest was only a traumatic injury.

In front of the door, the brigade of thieves had rushed in, and several quick-eyed thieves rushed directly to Zhong Poyan, they took their hands, Zhong Poyan's screams were a little smaller, and Zhen Che also shouted on the side: "Hurry up and bandage the second master!"

The four thieves supported Zhong Poyan but only heard Zhen Che shouting again, but he didn't hear what he was shouting, and the sound of Tong Juewu's big knife smashed on the ground stirred in Zhen Che's shouting.

Liu Ping'er's figure was already in the air, and Lu Qingfeng shouted urgently: "Be careful!"

When Tong Juewu raised his knife and rose again, Liu Ping'er had already crossed his head and fell straight to Zhong Poyan, who was supported by four thieves a few meters away and was about to leave the place of the battle group.

Before a thief turned around, he felt a chill in the back of his neck, a piece of Qingfeng with blood beads stretched out of his throat, and then disappeared, the thief's last suppressed muffled snort had not been put away, his body was already in mid-air, Lu Qingfeng could not change direction in the air, and the probe took the flying thief, and the person was forced to land, and Tong Juewu's figure had rushed over.

Liu Ping'er's light thin sword had given up Zhong Poyan's throat, Zhong Poyan was blind, he couldn't see Liu Ping'er's sword anymore, the only thing he could do was to feel, but Zhen Che didn't want Zhong Poyan to feel Liu Ping'er's cold sword blade across his throat, and a flying needle shot at Liu Ping'er in the hollow of the judge's pen.

There was a crisp sound, followed by a scream! The flying needle was shot diagonally by the light thin sword bullet, and a thief on Liu Ping'er's side, who was holding Zhong Poyan and had just turned his head, just caught up with the flying needle, only to see a flash of cold light, and the flying needle had penetrated into his cheek.

Zhen Che gritted his teeth in pain, his body rushed to this side, and the judge stabbed Liu Ping'er with a straight pen.

Liu Ping'er watched the judge's pen reach her throat, but her figure did not retreat but advanced, her ghost-like body twisted, and she turned to the left side when she was close to Zhen Che's body.

Zhen Che's judge's pen pierced the air, a cold light had risen, although Zhen Che did not see the cold light flashing, but he heard the tearing sound of the blade passing through the flesh, turned sideways and returned to the pen, but Liu Ping'er, who was shaking in front of him, turned around closely, he followed the sharp turn of the figure and stopped weakly, and the judge's pen fell to the ground, but the sound was drowned in the sound of the glaive knife smashing on the ground.