Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

Huang Fu Yan glanced at the four people who still had combat strength, and secretly thought to himself: "Mo Xiaoyang, Ten Thousand Poison Ancestors, and the Three Saints of Jinling are not to be afraid, but Huang Shang is thoughtful, and it is impossible for the court to have no other backhand!" Thinking about it, he suddenly felt that the danger was imminent, and he shot again, and he had unconsciously strengthened the internal force attached to the Qingluan Sword.

Mo Xiaoyang lost the advantage of the flying sword, and he was already like a tiger without minions, knowing how powerful the emperor was, how dare he step forward. If it weren't for the fact that many business dealings in the sect needed to take care of official bigwigs such as Huang Shang, he would have followed Qiu Qianli away a long time ago. It is to fight again, and it has become mainly defensive, and if you can not contribute, you will not contribute.

The three saints of Jinling had a moment to spare, and casually played a few short notes on the strings, wanting to stab the Huangfu in the shoulder when the sound of the piano disturbed his mind.

Unexpectedly, Huangfu Yan's spiritual power was extremely powerful, and he didn't see any impact, leaning over to avoid it, and he had already avoided his Taiyi swordsmanship, and he didn't even stab the corners of his clothes.

The martial arts skills of the three saints of Jinling are extremely profound, and their swordsmanship attainments have exhausted all the essence of Taiyi swordsmanship, and they are extremely prestigious in the local rivers and lakes.

But in the eyes of Huangfu Yan, it is full of flaws. At this time, he took the initiative and did it in one go, like a frost, picking on his flaws.

There was a metallic sound, and the two fast swords intersected, and a cloud of air swirled into the air. Fly the snowflakes around.

The Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor floated in shape, and occasionally threw a few hidden weapons. The real purpose is to secretly poison the emperor when his flaws are exposed.

Huang Shang was a little absent-minded, and the feather fan shook. From time to time, pick a few key points on the emperor's death.

Between breaths, dozens of rounds have passed.

Hearing only the sound of "boom", the sound of "wow" from the three saints of Jinling, they opened their mouths and spat out a mouthful of blood, which was shocked and flew out and rolled to the wall.

Huangfu was staggering and retreated.

Seeing that there was an opportunity, the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor laughed and raised it with his left palm. It slammed into the door of his back.

At this time, Huangfu was like an eye on his back, and the Qingluan Sword in his hand was sent back, and with a wave of the volley, he pointed at the door of the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor.

The Ten Thousand Poisons Ancestor froze slightly, and he printed it with this palm, the emperor's death may be over, but he himself is bound to be seriously injured, and he will not do such a loss-making thing. Hurriedly retreated, his palms flew up, and several hidden weapons for feeding poison shot out.

Huang Shang hesitated for a moment and grabbed it again. The shadow of the claw flies, and the forest is terrifying.

Huangfu Yan sneered, and Qingluan's sword flipped over. Pushed out horizontally, a huge sword qi swept towards the legs of the three of them.

The faces of the three of Huang Shang changed greatly. Unexpectedly, the depth of Huangfu Yan's internal strength was much higher than that of the three of them joining forces. At the same time, he turned over and stood up, dodged the sword qi, and retreated under the wall.

The Three Saints of Jinling had already turned over and stood up, red blood was sprinkled all over the ground, his mouth was open, and his gloomy voice said: "Good sword!"

As he spoke, he saw the sword in his hand click, break into three sections, and sink into the snow.

Huang Shang also frowned, and said in a deep voice: "What kind of sword is this?" He knew that the three blades used by the three sages of Jinling were all superb.

Huangfu Yan smiled coldly and said, "Sword name Qingluan, you should die!" As he spoke, Qingluan Sword groaned softly, and the sword light was great. In a flash, a total of ninety-nine eighty-one swords were stabbed out from all directions, and the sky was full of sword shadows, which was dazzling.

The four of Huang Shang's hearts sank, and they each held troops to resist.

For a while, the fan shadow, the hidden weapon, the jade Xiao, and the sword shadow were in chaos.

Huangfu resented that they relied on more to win, this time, how to spare people, both feet on the ground, arms in a circle, Zhou Gongjian and Shen He used it at the same time.

When the four of them were resisting the sword qi, they suddenly felt that several extremely strong winds were attacking from all directions, not to mention the importance of self-help from the enemy, and they collected the tricks they shot, avoided the strength of the fingers, and retreated to the corner.

The Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor took a step slower, and in a hurry, he slapped the emperor with the emperor, shaking his right arm as if he was broken, and the blood in his chest was churning, and he held back a mouthful of blood, and couldn't help but secretly cry out in his heart. When he saw danger, how dare he try again, and he didn't greet the two of them, and fled for his life.

Huangfu Yan's palm was numb for a while, and when he looked down, he saw that a black gas had already appeared and stained most of his palm. With a move in his heart, he knew that the palm of the Ten Thousand Poisonous Ancestors had not a weak poisonous power attached to it, and he was silent at the moment to secretly use his skills to drive away the poison.

Mo Xiaoyang saw that the six of them were killed and fled, and he couldn't take care of it at the moment, so he apologized to Huang Sheng and hugged his fists, and said embarrassedly: "Huang-Boss-Guan, the matter has come to this point, and I am very injured in the next place, I am afraid that I can't help anything, so I will leave first!"

Huang Shang was unhappy, but his complexion did not change, and he nodded lightly. Seeing that the three saints of Jinling also looked over, they said loudly: "I have a few helpers for today's matter, and then I will hand it over to the government!"

The three saints of Jinling breathed a sigh of relief, clenched their fists and apologized, and slowly left.

Several martial arts masters hiding outside suddenly changed color, and they couldn't imagine that Huangfu's skills had reached such an incredible state, and it seemed that it was hopeless to get their hands on the secret records of Qiankun, and many people had begun to leave silently.

When Huang Fu heard Huang Shang's words, he didn't know what else he could do to deal with him. On the one hand, he used his strength to suppress the spread of toxicity in his body, and on the other hand, he waited and waited for the approaching attack.

In a moment's thought, he saw Huang Shang take out an object, put it on the corner of his lips, and blew out a "woo" sound.

Suddenly, several flags appeared in all directions, and because they were on the highest ground, the emperor could also see it.

But as soon as the tone of the yellow clothes was high, the flags swayed, and the shouts of the officers and soldiers scattered around suddenly sounded. Huang Shang turned his head to look around, as if judging the situation outside, and soon blew out a "woo" sound again and again, but when he saw due east, northeast, and north, the flag moved quickly. However, it quickly blended in with the other flags, and it was impossible to distinguish them.

Huangfu Yan was shocked and said: "What a powerful ambush, anyone who is trapped in it, and if he rushes here, he will undoubtedly fall into a heavy encirclement! This is what he is best at marching and arranging the formation, moving the strong and attacking the weak." "Although the people in the rivers and lakes come and go, they can't last long in this continuous military formation.

As soon as I thought of this, I suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. also gave birth to the determination to quickly snipe Huang Shang.

Huang Sheng looked solemn, he was a Confucian general in the army, and his martial arts were by no means the first in Lingyan Pavilion, but when it came to this marching formation, he was the best and known as the first-class. But he knew that Huangfu's internal strength was long and profound, and ordinary military formations couldn't deal with it at all, and at this time, he was just pretending to be a puzzle, but the real killer had not yet been revealed.

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