At this moment, Zhuge Chunqiu has just approached the leader of the masked man, so that the accident, where can he have time to rescue, Zhong Yin has just stood up at this moment, seeing such a scene, even if he is light, how can he be faster than the long sword that shoots out, and there is a masked leader who started the attack, so he will not easily rescue this culprit who caused all the casualties of his subordinates.

Seeing that Yiren was about to die under this blow, he only heard a ding, and the long sword was actually missed by someone with a hidden weapon, and bang! The hilt of the sword hit Yiren's chest, poof! Yiren spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the person also flew out.

Seeing this scene, Nangong Yuyufeng's eyes flashed away, if he wasn't afraid of destroying the relics forged by his deceased husband with his life just now, how could he just miss the long sword. A drop of tea flew out and shot towards the masked leader in the distance, trying to point it out and capture him alive. It turned out that the hidden weapon that hit the long sword just now was this tea.

Just as the water droplets broke through the air and were about to hit the masked leader's acupoint, a stone also shot towards him, but there were people behind the scenes who saw Nangong Yuyu's thoughts and wanted to kill people. Nangong Yuyu waved his hand, and another drop of tea shot out, which was even faster by three points, and the last shot came first, hitting the stone that wanted to kill people. When they landed, the water droplets scattered, and the stones turned into powder.

At this moment, the leader of the masked men also received the message. "If you don't run away now, when will you wait? If you are captured alive, you will do it yourself!" was no longer heard.

But Nangong Yuyu said, his eyes stared at a house in the distance, and his body moved, sweeping towards the place where the stones flew out just now. The figure is fluttering, stepping in the air, not hurrying, and the robes are flying, like a fairy among the gods.

"Huh?" Nangong Yuyu was very puzzled, there was no one, such a clever body, and a superb anti-tracking technique.

There are two flowers, one for each, but it is said that Zhuge Chunqiu saw that Yiren was knocked away by a sword, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was almost crazy.

Li Mengxin's ten-year covenant left, he couldn't do anything, and now he watched his sister being knocked away by a sword, and he couldn't do anything, he hated it, hated his own incompetence.

"Ahh

The leader of the masked people happened to receive the message into the secret, considering whether to retreat, after Zhuge Chunqiu's roar, the crazy attack made him clumsy and tired to deal with.

The masked leader slashed at the neck of Huangfu Chenxi, trying to force him back.

Unexpectedly, Huangfu Chenxi ignored this struggle, and his body was close, an inch long and an inch strong. One inch is short, one inch is dangerous.

This near-zero contact made the long knife in the masked leader's hand useless.

Zhuge Chunqiu's hands were like swimming snakes, and he quickly wrapped around the hands of the masked leader, twisted it, and raised it upward, and when he landed, his right hand holding the long knife involuntarily let go, and the long knife fell to the ground with a bang.

The masked leader's internal strength suddenly exploded, wanting to shake Zhuge Chunqiu away and get out.

Zhuge Chunqiu felt a huge force coming, and he almost shook his hands away, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he was actually shocked by internal strength.

"Kill!" Zhuge Chunqiu didn't back down, and his hands struck the masked leader again and again, and he was separated with a touch.

When he suddenly used his youth, a madman known as a blood-handed maniac scattered his hands. This was a close-quarters stunt that everyone in the martial arts talked about at that time.

When he arrived, the masked leader only felt that his whole body was scattered everywhere like a tide, and no matter how he drove it, it was like an old ox pulling a wagon, slowly soaring, and he could no longer exert his own power.

"How could it be! How could it be!" The masked leader looked at Zhuge Chunqiu with a shocked face, with a frightened face, at this time, he suffered heavy blows on his body one after another, although it was not fatal, but he had no power to fight back.

It was as if he had been drugged, he was weak and weak, but he was conscious and sober, poof, poof, poof, poof, poof, po

On the side, Zhong Yin, who saw Zhuge Chunqiu suffering a loss, was about to help with his sword, but he saw that the leader of the masked man suddenly looked at Zhuge Chunqiu with horror, and let him strike again and again all around his body, but he didn't fight back, even if he counterattacked with one and a half moves, he was so powerless.

Could it be that there are high-ranking people to help? Zhong Yinhu looked around suspiciously.

At the moment, if he makes a rash move, he will disturb the offensive rhythm of this brother. On the contrary, he couldn't intervene, which made Zhong Yin smile bitterly, and as soon as his body moved, he swept towards the place where Yiren was knocked out and vomited blood.

I saw that Yiren was struggling to sit up from the ground, looking worriedly at Zhuge Chunqiu, who was fighting fiercely with the leader of the masked man in the distance, although Zhuge Chunqiu was taking the initiative at this moment, leaving the opponent without the power to fight back.

It can be seen that Zhong Yin did not go to help, and came to himself, and he was angry and sorrowful.

Without waiting for Zhong Yin to approach, Yiren reprimanded: "Why are you like this, don't you go to help!"

Due to the overstimulation, it caused a cough, and a wisp of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Zhong Yin was in a dilemma, and he didn't know what to do with the healing medicine in his hand. Go and help, I can't intervene at all, and I may not be able to help if I go rashly, don't go, the woman in green glared at herself, so that she didn't dare to look at her. Zhong Yin, Zhong Yin, how have you ever become so indecisive.

"Yiren, are you okay!" But Nangong Yuyu didn't catch up with the person who wanted to kill and destroy the mouth, and quickly turned back, first, he saw that Yiren was knocked away, and secondly, he was afraid that the other party would deliberately lead him away and take the opportunity to attack, if Qiu'er they had three long and two short, they would regret it.

Yiren shook his head and looked at Zhuge Chunqiu who was fighting against the masked leader worriedly.

"Mother, Brother Chunqiu, he..."

Nangong Yuyu was worried about Yiren's injury, but he knew that Zhuge Chunqiu had no power to fight back, so he didn't pay too much attention to it.

"Qiu'er, stay alive!" Nangong Yuyu exclaimed.

Call... Zhuge Chunqiu's fist stopped at the forehead of the masked leader, if Nangong Yuyu was a little slower, he would definitely let his soul return to the underworld. However, at this time, the other party had been beaten by him with a lot of anger, less breath, and the bones of his whole body were even more broken, and as soon as he stopped, he collapsed to the ground, looking at him with a frightened face.

It was this demon who didn't know all kinds of tricks, and he was so distracted that he was weak and weak, and he broke the bones all over his body, torturing himself so much that he was worse than dead.

Even if the Lord tortures his subordinates who make mistakes, it is nothing more than that.

"Kill me, you demon!" the masked leader's voice was hoarse and dry.

Zhuge Chunqiu didn't pay attention to the half-dead masked leader at this time, at this moment, he stopped, the anger in his heart, the resentment gradually dissipated, and he was blown by the salty and wet sea breeze, and he came back to his senses, but he saw Yiren being knocked away by a sword, spitting blood.