The huge red tiger body, raising dust all over the ground, rushed towards the convoy at a high speed, and the tiger power of the first-class demon beast Red Flame Tiger made the convoy become scattered in an instant, and the natural racial coercion made the hexagonal wildebeest only tremble in front of the meat demon beast of this kind of thing, and wanted to escape, but was dragged by the heavy car behind him.

Suddenly, the defense of the convoy was torn apart, and one by one, the hideous yellow turban thieves rushed up with a slight arc in their hands with a slight arc in their hands!

"Meet the enemy!" Su Heng flew away, although he was anxious, but he still did not panic, under his command, a group of disciples of the Su clan unsheathed their long swords in their hands, and they stepped on the mysterious steps under their feet, and the long sword was like a quiet lotus, quietly blooming, protecting the convoy in the middle.

The clansmen of the Su clan looked solemn at this moment, they knew that this was the most critical battle for them to escape or not, and only by breaking through the encirclement of the Yellow Turban thieves could they have a glimmer of life. In this world of monks, only the law of the jungle eats the strong, and only the fist is the truth. No one would pity mortals who were slaughtered, not even righteous monks did not kill mortals at will because they were afraid of God's punishment and disdain.

So what the gold thieves are doing now is nothing more than the most ordinary of actions. In addition, they have their own network within the Sword Sect, so they will not be afraid of being crushed to death by the behemoth of the Sword Sect. Such a robbery is nothing more than the most ordinary little thing that happens every day.

However, this kind of cruelty in the cultivation world is nothing to the long-tested old rivers and lakes, but in this team, most of them are disciples who grew up within the Sword Sect, and the disciples of the Su clan are also greenhouse flowers who have never experienced bloody killings under the protection of their own ancestors, and in the face of such a thing, they are all full of indignation. Their eyes were bloodshot, and they were extremely angry at the injustice they had suffered.

So the Su clansmen, who turned their grief and anger into strength, were completely offensive and defenseless, and the long sword was shining with cold light, with a sharp edge, they rushed towards the enemy in front of them, whether they could effectively attack the other party or not. Just to vent the anger in my heart!

Although there is a formation blessing, but the gap between the two sides is so far away after all, each of the Yellow Turban thieves is in the late stage of Qi training, plus the first-level demon beast Red Flame Tiger, it can definitely exert a strength far beyond the Qi training period. Condescendingly, with a long knife in hand, he used the sword technique of the Sword Sect!

Cang Song asked...... "Su Heng shouted loudly!" Suddenly the formation changed, and a blooming sword lotus directly turned into an ancient pine tree at this moment, and the long swords in the hands of dozens of disciples of the Su clan were constantly changing, and the sword light was shining, leaving a snowy track, just like countless pine needles on the tops of this pine tree. Scattering in all directions.

"Split Huashan!" The leader of the Yellow Turban thieves also spoke, guiding his brothers, and suddenly all the strange long knives in the hands of the Yellow Turban thieves slashed down, slashed through arcs, and slashed directly towards the pine trees below. The snow and bright light, under the blessing of their own true qi, were like meteors, although it was still noon at this time, but they could not hide the sword light that bloomed when the two sides were fighting.

A pine tree stood proudly, and the canopy covered a radius of hundreds of zhang, guarding the convoy of the Su clan under the canopy. But in the midst of the Yellow Turban thieves running in the distance, meteors struck the pine tree, hot as real meteorites falling, and when they collided with the canopy of the pine tree, they made a sneering sound.

"True Qi Transformation?" Han Zaixin watched all this in the middle of the team, a trace of heat flashed in his eyes, True Qi Transformation is a powerful skill that can only be mastered at the peak of Qi training, or it can only be supported by his own True Qi to a certain extent. Therefore, although Han Zaixin knew that this kind of skill could exert one hundred and two percent of his strength, he could not use it.

Seeing the battle between the two sides at this time immediately opened his eyes, because the disciples of the Su clan were all only in the middle and late stages of qi training, and none of them had reached the peak of qi training, but they cooperated with each other, and the true qi blended together, thus forming a force field similar to the transformation of true qi. And why can the yellow turban thieves do it, this, Han Zaixin's eyes stared straight at the long knife in the hands of these thieves.

"Cooperate with each other, or with the help of external forces, they can exert a powerful power far beyond themselves! This is two completely different paths from cultivating swordsmanship! Cultivating swordsmanship is the use of one's own true qi, but this kind of recourse is to resort to external objects! It seems that they are all paths worth learning from!" Han Zai thought about it in his heart, and did not make a move, he just wanted to take a ride along the way, who would have thought that he would only be able to walk with his feet after being arranged in the palace, and he would not have taken on such a task if he had known it! Pingbai slowed down his speed, if he hadn't thought about exchanging something with the Su clan that he could take home, he would have left a long time ago!

But at this time, he can't decide to stay, because the Yellow Turban thieves don't care if you are a disciple of the Su clan, since they have already done it, either the other party obediently hands over all the valuable things and women, or the chickens and dogs are killed without leaving behind.

At this time, there is no doubt that it is the second result, even if they want to leave these vicious thieves at this time, they will not allow it! Therefore, if Han Zaixin and his twenty Sword Sect disciples do not have excellent skills, then they can only die in the hands of these thieves in this way.

......The leader of the Yellow Turban Thieves was not holding the same long knife as the rest of the people, but a huge long sword about six feet long, not only the length of an adult, but the width of the sword was close to a foot, such a giant sword was in the hands of the leader of the Yellow Turban Thief, but it was like a straw fluttering, waving at will.

The long sword slashed forward, and a sword light burst out directly from the sword body, with a little earthy yellow sword qi was so powerful, directly surpassing countless meteors, and slashing towards the pine trunk. The sword light was as thick as a mountain, and it was completely crushing, breaking the pine trunk in two. And swept towards the convoy under the pines.

Before he came to him, a huge pressure directly pressed on everyone's bodies, as if a huge mountain rock was staked on their bodies at this moment. Everyone's hands and feet felt heavy, and the movements that could be easily achieved before were so difficult at this time.

"Chop ......" At this time, Su Heng no longer stood with his hands down, and the long sword behind him was directly unsheathed, like a swimming dragon, swimming behind him, the long sword swallowed the sword light, as if it was really alive.

"What a spirit sword! I didn't expect the Red Snake Su Ji to leave this Red Lian!" The leader of the Yellow Turban Thieves saw Su Heng's movements at this time, as well as the long sword behind him that was like a fiery red dragon, and immediately said: "It seems that your Su clan has paid a lot of price for this long sword, but it's just a wedding dress!"

"Although the sword is good, but the person who makes the sword is really unsatisfactory, so in order not to disgrace such a divine weapon, it will be handed over to us for safekeeping!" The giant sword in his hand waved again, and the huge sword reappeared in front of everyone, this sword was more powerful than the previous sword, and the sword directly crossed the road in front of him, leaving a deep ravine, and the earth could not stop the speed of the sword qi at all, it was still so fast, and it slashed directly towards Su Heng.

"Chi Lian, kill ......" Su Heng's face flushed, and he pinched the sword trick, and suddenly the Chi Lian long sword behind him meandered like a poisonous snake, and the long sword itself swallowed sword light, forming a huge crimson python, the body was as thick as a bucket, up to three zhang, and there was a pair of erect pupils on the triangular snake head, and even countless sword qi swallowed and condensed the snake body, and the scales were lifelike.

"The spirit soldier transformed, and it really deserved to be the sword of the half-step Danwu realm Red Snake Su Ji!" 'The leader of the Yellow Turban Thieves did not panic in the slightest, and actually showed a look of Zhizhu in his hand, only to see him directly discard the giant sword in his hand, and then an extremely crazy look flashed on his face.

A pair of feet stepped directly on the back of the huge Red Flame Tiger beneath him, and then like a lark rising into the sky, he swooped straight up into the sky. In this process, his face showed a trace of hideousness, but it was more of a fanaticism: "I should be like a demon, slaughtering the world, killing people, killing enemies, killing relatives, killing myself!"

With a chanting as if it were a pious prayer, the thick body began to crack at this moment, like a crack on a broken porcelain, which looked terrifying. Wisps of blood flowed from all the wounds, and all the blood was completely condensed as if it was being manipulated by an invisible hand. Passing through the clothes on his body, without the slightest contamination, condensed in mid-air!

"Sword Qi...... Come out!" the leader of the Yellow Turban Thieves wailed in pain, and at last, when the blood in the sky congealed into a ball, like a blood-colored egg, it kept vibrating, and it beat like a blood-colored heart.

When the blood-colored egg continued to expand and reached the size of a basketball, a faint voice came out from the egg formed by the blood: "Coagulated blood and reborn, I should be like a demon, cut down the world!

This voice seemed to have an indescribable demonic nature, which reached everyone's ears, like the lowest murmur, and like a big Lu in red, shocking everyone's hearts.