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The hysterical sadness and anger continued to ferment in Luo Cheng's body, and the small body could no longer withstand the overwhelming blows, and the young man finally broke out......

The deafening howl swept the entire battlefield, and everyone covered their ears regardless of the enemy, but the sound still penetrated into the pervasive, shaking everyone's eardrums, and some disciples who were not skilled had already oozed blood from the seven orifices, and at first glance they looked like powerful ghosts.

Both sides of the war unconsciously stopped, staring blankly in the direction of the whistling sound, and everyone had an ominous premonition in their hearts. And the only ones who are still fighting are those two beautiful women......

After all, Tu Xiaoyu's experience in tricks is still shallow, and the swordsmanship has not yet been practiced, not to mention that he has forcibly fused the sword technique, so that his own strength has not been fully exerted, but Yan Feixue has not received any benefits when his skills are damaged, but if the competition is in the end, Yan Feixue has the confidence to rely on experience to take the other party's life, after all, Jiang is still old and spicy.

Sure enough, Xiaoyu gradually showed fatigue, Yan Feixue took advantage of her sword to sweep the air, when the middle and lower roads were empty, Kunwu Sword broke through the void and stabbed her knee, as long as she was wasted, then the next ...... Hum!

Seeing that the tip of the sword reached the legs, the sword qi had already cut the leather breeches, revealing a large piece of smooth and tender flesh inside, and Xiao Yu had a shocked look on his face when he saw this. Suddenly, Luo Cheng appeared in the middle of the two women, between the lightning and flint, he grabbed the Kunwu sword in his left hand, so that he could not advance an inch, and then clamped Yan Feixue's sword-holding jade arm with his right hand, and he opened his blood basin and bit it down......

"Ah......h

The hoarse shouting startled everyone again, and everyone quickly covered their ears again, but they were surprised to find that this time it seemed to be a female voice, could it be ...... Could it be ......

Yan Feixue covered her jade arm and flew back, the blood couldn't stop gurgling outward, flowing along the tender white mutton fat meat into the crystal clear palm, dripping constantly. As she retreated, blood spilled into a strange arc of twists and turns.

Luo Cheng forcibly tore off a large piece of flesh and blood from the other party's arm, swallowed it with a silky thin coat, wiped the blood stains all over his mouth, took the breaking knife calmly, and went straight to Yan Feixue.

Not only Xiaoyu, but everyone around the neighborhood was stunned, this kind of crazy behavior shocked both the enemy and me, Xiaoyu wanted to go up to stop Luo Cheng, but he didn't know how to speak, vendetta against each other, you live and die, nothing more. But just in case, Xiaoyu still followed closely behind Luo Cheng, and seeing Luo Cheng's state, he wouldn't pay attention to Xiaoxiao's sneak attack at all, and then he could only rely on her, the little woman behind him.

Facing the surging Luo Cheng, Yan Feixue couldn't care about the injured jade arm, the Kunwu sword changed hands instantly, and she raised her sword to block it.

The swords struck each other, making an ugly friction sound, and the Kunwu sword was shaken up and down like a small boat in the huge waves, and a small piece of the blade collapsed, and Yan Feixue's body was also smashed out, Luo Cheng's pursuit was faster, and his toes hit the ground twice, and he had already caught up with the other party, and the breaking knife was cut off as a throat.

At this critical juncture, the time to show loyalty has arrived, but unfortunately the disciples of the Kunwu Sect can't react at all, and they are still in a daze on the spot, they can't believe that the head of the sect will be defeated, how is this possible? This is not true!

Fortunately, Qiu Hei and Leng Ao had already touched the vicinity, and the two of them saw that something was wrong, so they immediately pounced. Qiu Hei held Luo Cheng's killing knife with both hands and armguards, the armguards were split to pieces, and he himself flew out as if he had been electrocuted. Fortunately, Leng Ao's eyes were quick, and he pulled up Yan Feixue and disappeared into the vast sea of people......

The disciples of the Kunwu faction immediately surrounded Luo Cheng and Tu Xiaoyu, but they didn't dare to get too close, brandishing their weapons and bluffing two zhang away, everyone's hearts were confused, and they didn't know what to do next.

And the mighty and domineering body slowly fell down in front of everyone's eyes, and was held in the arms of the girl, and suddenly the golden light flashed, and the body disappeared in an instant, only the beautiful girl held a wooden gourd, and pulled out the terrifying big knife inserted in the ground, the knife believed that it would become a nightmare for the disciples of the Kunwu sect from now on, there were such weapons in the world, how could it not make everyone frightened.

"Get out of the way!"

Tu Xiaoyu snorted, frightened the disciples of the Kunwu faction retreated one after another, unconsciously gave way, Xiaoyu walked back step by step, no one tried to stop her, the high-level did not speak, they were too lazy to send death, which person's life is not life, everyone's psychology is like a mirror, anyway, the other party did not escape, then consume it, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge.

Ji Na was an anxious person, she took the first step to meet her, and the few moves just now were over in a few breaths, and the people behind her didn't see it clearly at all, she asked anxiously: "What about Luo Cheng?

Li Ruihai and the others hula came over all of a sudden, everyone started to ask, Xiaoyu hung the chaos furnace on her waist, coughed lightly, and everyone immediately quieted down to listen to her.

"Jina, you can also enter the Chaos Furnace! Luo Cheng is inside, I don't know the specific situation!"

Xiaoyu explained: "Don't worry too much, Luo Cheng is fine! The top priority is to get out as soon as possible, as long as you return to Beichan Temple, you will be safe!"

"Are you okay?"

Yan Feixue came out with Qiu Hei and Leng Ao, and after a simple bandage, in addition to her face being a little pale, her eyes also returned to their original color, but they looked normal. However, her appearance also indicates that something is wrong, Xiaoyu clenched the breaking knife tightly, and Luo Cheng indirectly entrusted everyone's lives to her, so she will be responsible to the end. What's more, if the Chaos Furnace is in Yan Feixue's hands, God knows if she will have some evil magic to take the Chaos Furnace for herself, is God really so unfair?

"Woo woo woo ......"

Just when the situation is on the verge of eruption. A low and distant horn sounded in the distance, and a black line also appeared at the junction of heaven and earth, slowly the black line became thicker and thicker, and everyone was shocked to realize that this was an army, and suddenly some people were happy and some were worried, Xiaoyu breathed a long sigh of relief, she finally knew what kind of pressure Luo Cheng was carrying at ordinary times, it was really not something ordinary people could bear.

And at this time, Yang Zhe's signature voice sounded around the crowd: "Master Yan, I believe you won't be rude to this son now, right?"

Yang Zhe walked to Yan Feixue with the only remaining guard Fang Yi from the passage let by the disciples of the Kunwu faction, he was fearless at the moment, and came to Yan Feixue with a big grin, and pretended to make a big salute, and said calmly: "Master Yan, today's matter, this son is the master for everyone, and both sides have their own casualties, so forget it! As long as Master Yan takes a million hundred thousand soup and medicine fees, the younger generation will not care about you holding this son hostage!"

Yan Feixue said disdainfully: "Do you believe that before your army arrives, this seat can kill you one by one!"

"I believe, of course the juniors believe that the demeanor of the head of Yan is that the juniors have learned it today!"

Yang Zhe said with a hippie smile: "Otherwise, this son wouldn't just forget it!"

Yan Feixue pointed to the wound on her arm and said with a smile: "The abbot of Beichan Temple has now become the mortal enemy of this seat, can you be his master?"

Yang Zhe closed the paper fan suddenly, knocked on his shoulder for a while, and said with a smile: "Your personal grievances and grievances are not in my son's hands, but Luo Cheng is a smart person and knows what to do and what not to do, there will definitely be no war between the two factions, otherwise it will not be cheap...... You know! But if you learn in private, then your father will die and your mother will raise you, and your destiny will not be safe!"

"Giggles!"

Yan Feixue Jiao laughed, her attitude took a 180-degree turn, and she threw a fascinated wink at Yang Zhe and said: "Yang Gongzi is really a wonderful person, the slave family is going back, the party is a little scattered, you have to clean up before you can entertain the guests, and Yang Gongzi will come to have a drink later!"

Yang Zhese and the soul said: "Make, make, even if you break my leg, this son will climb Kunwu Mountain!"

"Giggle......

Yan Feixue's smile trembled, her jade hand gently touched Yang Zhe's cheek, and said coquettishly: "The slave family is gone, Yang Gongzi will take care of himself!"

"Let's go!"

Yan Fei Xueyu waved his hand, the lotus step moved lightly, and he left gracefully, the disciples of the Kunwu faction followed closely behind, and the remaining more than 400 people supported each other, and some carried the corpses of their companions.

Qiu Hei didn't forget to look at Li Ruihai provocatively until the end, and left slowly with a sneer, Leng Ao glanced at Tu Xiaoyu deeply, and hurriedly followed.

Li Ruihai spat and scolded: "The Kunwu faction was destroyed in the hands of this traitor, Yan Feixue doesn't know anyone, and today is to blame." It's a pity that the old man died, the revenge has not been avenged, and the old man can't wait to swallow the old horseman alive!"

Yang Zhe stepped forward and said with a smile: "Old Li is angry, no matter how loud you scold, can you scold him to death?" Lao annoyed seniors to tell Luo Cheng that during the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month next year, the Moon Mansion will hold a martial arts conference in the capital, and Luo Cheng, the abbot of Beichan Temple, must attend!"

Li Ruihai said: "Today, I received the great favor of Yang Gongzi, and the old man has nothing to repay, please accept the old man's worship!"

Yang Zhe's kung fu can be stubborn but this fierce old man, so he had to bow hard, he smiled dryly: "The five major factions are in the same spirit, this is what the younger generation should do!

After saying that, Yang Dagongzi fled with Fang Yi, but it made everyone laugh, everyone just came back from a walk around the ghost gate, and took this opportunity to vent greatly, Situ Lei took out the wine jug and poured it violently and muttered: "I thought that this time Lao Tzu was really going to burp, alas, old man, it's useless!"

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