The strength is there, and the cold wind is biting.

Huangfu Yan laughed, fluttering, and in an instant, he changed three Zhou Gong swordsmanship in a row, swinging the six flying swords away.

The old man in black roared angrily, and caught up with his sword in both hands, and at the same time, he whirled vigorously, and the three black swords had already surrounded him again. The old man in Tsing Yi also tried his best, and the long sword in his hand was Huo Huo Shengwei.

In an instant, more than thirty moves passed, and the power on the flying sword had long been exhausted and fell aside. The two old men became more and more frightened, and they used all the superior swordsmanship they had learned in their lives, but they were easily resisted by the person in front of them, and the moves in the opponent's hand seemed to be only three moves, but they gave people the feeling that they seemed to contain endless exquisite sword moves.

Both of them are experts in making swords, and they are thrilling and dizzy, knowing that the swordsmanship of the person in front of them is incredible. If the fight goes on like this, after a hundred moves, the two of them will be invincible.

Thinking of this, the old man in black suddenly had a plan. The left palm was split out, and the long sword flipped over, and it was placed on the Huangfu Death Sword, wanting to compete with him for internal strength.

The two swords intersected, and Huangfu Yan sneered in his heart, and the internal force surged out, like a river filling the sea, and handed it over. The internal force was everywhere, and the long sword in the old man in black was immediately shattered into pieces. That's not all, the strength has not diminished, and it has fallen on the old man.

The old man in black obviously didn't expect that this guy in front of him, who was much younger than himself, would have such profound skills. At this time, he had just mobilized his whole body strength, and was hit by the strength of the emperor's death, and immediately there was a disorder, and the meridians of his right hand were extremely swollen and painful for a while, and he didn't have time to resist, so he was broken and fearful. I've vomited a mouthful of blood.

I didn't have time to think about it, and the emperor's sword was unabated. It had already pierced him in the palm of the hand. The old man in black forcibly suppressed the internal injuries and took a step back. One move grabbed the hand and shook it continuously, and three moves were dismantled in an instant.

Seeing that the sword was at risk of piercing the palm of his hand, the old man in Tsing Yi grabbed it in time and took over the attack of the emperor.

The black-clothed old man said, "What kind of swordsmanship is this, you have no swordsmanship in the Hui Sword Sect?"

Huangfu smiled and said: "How do you know that this is not the swordsmanship of the one-word Hui Sword Gate?" to tell you, this move is 'Jade Belt Horizontal Waist', this move is 'White Mist', and this move is 'Heaven is like a dome'!" With a few soft snorts, the long sword forced the second elder to take a few steps back.

Then he said: "These moves are all dead, and the magic of using them in the face of the enemy is stored in one mind, and when they are rushed to be clear, they have a myriad of effects." You have lived a long time, although your skills are high, but I didn't expect that this martial arts knowledge is inferior and abides by the old rules. Dead learning moves is not a shallow self-harm. Saying that, there was a bit of preaching to the younger disciples.

The old man in black was stunned, but he was blindfolded by him. When he debuted in his early years, he was a master of swordsmanship, and he knew that the swordsmanship of the Yizi Hui Sword Gate was never so subtle, but the emperor died this great reason. It is an unwavering certainty, and he actually has a feeling of twilight enlightenment when he listens to it.

The old man in Tsing Yi secretly said: "This little ghost actually taught us a lesson." "Goodbye to the look of the old man in black. The old face was even hotter, and he shouted: "Nonsense." ”

Mo Xiaoyang, who had not said anything, rolled his eyes. Showing a look of anxiety, he glanced at the imminent death of the emperor, and screamed: "Everyone go up together and kill this person!"

Huang Fu Yan had already discovered that there were a few more people in the secret passage, but when he saw that they didn't make a move, he didn't break it. Hearing Mo Xiaoyang's words, he snorted coldly, slapped his palm, and slapped it behind him. The leader knew how powerful he was, and when he noticed the palm wind, he was startled, circled his palms back, and took his palm with a "bang".

Huangfu Yan's palm is just a false move, and he has not yet used the old man, and after forcing back from the rear, he has already fought with the second old man again.

The man's heart was relieved, he didn't dare to look at Mo Xiaoyang's fire-breathing eyes, turned his head and whispered to the others. These people have been hiding in the dark for a while, and seeing that the two Supreme Elders are not the opponents of Huangfu Yan, if they dare to make a move, if it weren't for Mo Xiaoyang's usual power, they would have fled in the wilderness.

Mo Xiaoyang's eyes turned black, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood again.

The old man in black had a pale face and a disordered breath, and when the old man in Tsing Yi released a big move to fight with Huangfu Yan, his body retreated sharply, his right claw rushed out, grabbed Mo Xiaoyang's shoulder, grabbed him, and said sharply: "Yan Qingfeng, the old man will leave with the master first, and a few of you will go up together to help and drag this son!" Before the cheers fell, I saw him touch the stone wall behind him, and a stone door appeared, and lightning shot in.

The three holes of the cunning rabbit, this Mo Xiaoyang is also cautious.

Huangfu snorted coldly, the sword momentum was great, and between the vertical and horizontal, a "well" word sword net strangled the old man in Tsing Yi Yan Qingfeng, and with a light step, he was about to chase the old man in black out.

The strong wind above his head sounded, seeing that the swordsmanship of Huangfu was not easy to take, Yan Qingfeng's body was slightly frustrated, and he waved his sword to meet him, and his left hand made a move "Turning the palm of the sky" and rushed out, and at the same time shouted to those disciples: "Still stunned, come up and help!"

The few people hiding in the secret passage looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and rushed up together.

Huangfu Yan glanced back, laughed a few times, spun his feet, and stepped out of a footwork of "shaking thousands of miles", and was so light that he stabbed behind Yan Qingfeng with a sword.

This "Swinging Thousands of Miles" was what he saw from the Langhuan Jade Cave, which could go straight up, and it was used at this time, but it was just right. Before Yan Qingfeng could return the move, he felt a pain in his chest, and a sharp sword had passed through his chest.

He didn't have time to think about it, so he jumped forward and pulled his body away from the blade.

A cloud of blood mist dispersed, startling several people who grabbed them, and each took a few steps back.

Huangfu was stunned for a moment, his sword target was extremely accurate, it was Yan Qingfeng's heart, how could he have expected this old man to be alive after this blow.

Yan Qingfeng stretched out his hand and connected his fingers on his chest, sealed the wound, and secretly said ashamed: "If you are careless, you almost planted it in the hands of this kid." "He was born with a heart that deviated from the normal position, and he was sick since he was a child, so he dabbled a lot in medical skills, and after the martial arts were completed, this hidden disease was eliminated, which not only did not affect his health, but also became a means for him to save his life. But after this trauma, I am afraid that he will not have the strength to fight anymore.

Those people didn't want to deal with Huangfu Yan, but when they saw Yan Qingfeng's frivolous steps, after coming back to their senses, they all rushed up to help, and watched Huangfu Yan chase behind the stone gate.

Yan Qingfeng sighed in his heart and glanced at a few people. Mo Xiaoyang's ability to do business is good, but the methods used to teach his disciples are not very clever. These people are all his personal disciples, and when disaster comes, they are behaving like this. For a while, Yan Qingfeng was a little interested in the Lingnan Sword Sect, and let these people help him turn back to the Copper Tower. (To be continued.) )