Lu Muran kept his hands, stretched out his hand and grabbed two Heavenly Tribulation Knives, one each holding one in his left and right hands, the two Heavenly Tribulation Knives flew fast, the sword light was connected, and the Black Snake Tribes were completely unapproachable, so they shot the Flying Snake Cone at him from a distance, and dozens of Flying Snake Cone were scattered towards Lu Muran like raindrops. I only heard the sound of "clanging bells" in mid-air, and all those flying snake cones were cut off to the ground. The sword light has formed a wall, and no matter how many flying snake cones there are, they can't do anything.

Lu Muran has not done anything with anyone for a long time, and he has rarely killed like this in his life, and his martial arts moves are a little rusty. The Black Snake tribe was completely unable to stop this awakened god of war, and they all died under this Heavenly Tribulation Sword that was the same as in their own hands. Severed limbs, mutilated bodies, rolled in all directions, and wails gradually rang out. The blood stained the surrounding trees bright red, and the bright red flowed down the mountainside like a river, and the beasts behind the boundary gate smelled the blood, and they were even more frenzied.

There are a total of 300 people in the Black Snake Tribe, and at this time, most of them have been killed and injured, and only 100 people are left, and they are still struggling to hold on, and there is no sharpness in their eyes, and they are more eager to survive. Lu Muran was almost insane, his body was covered with the blood of the Black Snake tribes, and he looked at the remaining group of Black Snakes who had lost their will to fight, and there was no mercy in his eyes.

Sun Hucheng was forced out by these twelve servants, and he settled down, and saw that although this group of people was in good shape and martial arts, they were all general, and they were not afraid. The left hand pulled out the short knife, and the hands were fired together, and the long and short knives were even more difficult to prevent. Pick the injured person first, and the knife flashed, and the head rolled off. Among them, the good hand is no more than Sun Hucheng's ten moves, and within fifty times, twelve people died under the catastrophe.

At the same time, the tiger head knife Deng Ruihu and the tiger snake of the black snake Yuan Teng competed fiercely. The Heavenly Tribulation Knife in Yuan Teng's hand is also extremely fast, the knife technique is fast and steady, and the Tiger Head Knife in Deng Ruihu's hand is slightly heavier, which is much clumsier in comparison. Obviously, the Tiger Head Knife couldn't keep up with the speed of the Heavenly Tribulation Knife, but no matter how fast it was, it was dodged by Deng Ruihu.

Yuan Teng could see that Deng Ruihu's steps were agile, and his huge body was also very agile, no matter how fast his sword skills were, he could dodge it. Deng Ruihu danced the tiger's head sword, and within a zhang, the gods and demons were damaged. Seeing that his moves were simple and his swinging speed was far inferior to his own, Mototo decided to win with speed. The internal force is condensed in the legs, and the light power travels around Deng Ruihu's body. After only a few laps, he saw that there was a big flaw in his back, and the Heavenly Tribulation Knife went straight to the back of the heart, looking at the obvious stab, but it was stabbed empty, and he knew that it was too late. I saw Deng Ruihu on the side of the Heavenly Tribulation Knife, his right hand twisted his fingers, and with a "bell", the Heavenly Tribulation Knife came out of his hand, flew out of dozens of steps, and landed in the bushes.

Yuan Teng's right hand was numb, and he retreated more than a dozen steps, and when he fixed his eyes, he didn't see Deng Ruihu's figure, and he held the short knife in his hand, only to feel the wind behind him, and turned around to resist. The tiger head knife was horizontal in front of him, the ground swept the short knife to resist, the toes lightly touched the ground, the body was half floating in the air, and he flew out with the momentum to dissolve Deng Ruihu's fierce force. This move is really the next step, Yuan Teng is in the air, unable to move with strength, and the ground sweeping short knife is cut out of a deep gap.

Deng Ruihu didn't stop, and quickly caught up with Yuan Teng who was knocked away, the tip of the knife stopped behind Yuan Teng, and with only one force, the tiger head knife passed through Yuan Teng's chest. Yuan Teng knew that the time of death had come, so he swirled the short knife with his backhand, stabbed Deng Ruihu into the waist, and flew the snake cone with both hands. The vital point was blocked by Deng Ruihu's arms, shoulders, legs, and arms full of more than a dozen flying snake cones. Mototo fell to the ground on his back and stopped moving.

Deng Ruihu endured the severe pain and pulled out the short knife and flying snake cone on his body, stood in front of him, and pulled out the tiger head knife on Yuan Teng's body, blood continued to flow out along the wound, and his vigorous posture was already shaky. All this was seen by Lu Muran, and shouted loudly: "Tiggo retreat." ”

After Sun Hucheng put down the twelve servants, he rushed towards Liu Wuqiao again. After only running a few steps, he was blocked by a huge figure in front of him, and a tiger-headed knife was horizontal in front of him, although this person was out of breath and had many wounds on his body, his might was undiminished. Suddenly stepped forward and fought with Sun Hucheng. Sun Hucheng also has the word tiger in his name, and if the two tigers fight, one will die. Deng Ruihu had a tiger's back and a bear's waist, his body was bigger than Sun Hucheng, and he used force in his hand, and the tiger head knife was thrown on Sun Hucheng with blood.

Sun Hucheng looked at him coldly, knowing that this person was seriously injured by Yuan Teng, and if the stalemate continued, he would bleed too much and die, so he didn't make a hard connection with him. Deng Ruihu desperately blocked this person, wielding a tiger head knife in his hand, due to excessive blood loss, he was seriously injured, his mind gradually blurred, and his hand slowed down.

Sun Hucheng saw the opportunity, and the Heavenly Tribulation Knife reached Deng Ruihu's heart. At this time, a big knife rushed to his face, Sun Hucheng withdrew his hand and retreated, only to see a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy in front of him, with a wide knife in his hand, which was not light. Horizontal in front of himself and Deng Ruihu, with a resolute face. This person is Hou Xiao, who has always been hiding in the tree, waiting for the time to move.

Sun Hucheng was not soft because of his young age, and stepped forward with a knife. Hou Xiao knew that his sword skills were extremely fast, and if he fought each other, he would definitely not be able to defeat him for ten rounds. At this time, he couldn't retreat, and behind him was the second senior brother. Grit your teeth, and you can't take half a step back.

Sun Hucheng shook his hand and flew out of seven flying snake cones, his footsteps were fast, and he followed closely behind, and swept towards Hou Xiao. The big knife in Hou Xiao's hand flipped over, and the flying snake cone blocked it all, and his feet did not leave here, fighting with Sun Hucheng. After all, Hou Xiao has little actual combat experience, only seven or eight moves, and there are already many blood stains on his body. His eyes couldn't keep up with Sun Hucheng's double knife speed, and he fought with him with his resolute character.

Due to excessive blood loss, Deng Ruihu was confused, knelt on one knee on the ground, and pressed the tiger head knife with both hands to try to get up several times, but failed. Seeing that Hou Xiao was invincible, he was anxious.

Lu Muran put his right hand into his mouth and whistled through the mountain stream. I saw that the fierce tiger leopard inside the Earth Boundary Gate suddenly jumped out of the wall, as long as it was not the people of Tianjue Mountain, all of them were their targets. The few dozen remaining Black Snake tribesmen died in an instant under the claws and fangs of this group of fierce beasts.

Lu Muran broke away and pounced on Sun Hucheng. The fierceness of the momentum made Sun Hucheng take a few steps back, not daring to step forward. Lu Muran stepped forward with both hands of the Heavenly Tribulation Knife, and Sun Hucheng raised the knife to resist. Sun Hucheng only felt that this person's technique was much faster than his own, and his strength was stronger than his own, so it was very difficult to deal with him.

A crisp whistle sounded in the woods, as crisp and beautiful as a yellow bird, and the melody was high and low, long and short. Zhou Lang's whistle sounded and responded to him. Lu Muran was taken aback, could it be that there was a black snake ambushing in it. Sure enough, a black snake jumped down from the tree, tall and thin, dressed like all the black snakes, this person is the fourth captain of the black snake, Yu Chengzhi. The footsteps did not stop, and he pounced on Lu Muran. At the same time, Sun Hucheng withdrew and left, joining forces with Zhou Lang, preparing to take down Liu Wuqiao.

Yu Chengzhi also saw half of his head cut off by a knife in the Red Sea just now, and he was inevitably afraid in his heart, and it was the time of life and death for the black snake in front of him, so he could only fight with all his might. His hands swept away, standing in place, not daring to take the initiative to step forward.

Lu Muran saw that he didn't move, and the two were five steps away from each other. Lu Muran suddenly dodged to the left, and then reversed to the right, dodging back and forth at a very fast speed, because the speed was too fast, there was an extra figure in the air. Each dodge took a small step forward, approaching Chengzhi little by little.

Yu Chengzhi is also a man, he has been in the rivers and lakes for fifteen or sixteen years, and he doesn't know how many people have killed, knowing that he is invincible to the person in front of him, but he is not afraid. When Lu Muran walked a step away, the Heavenly Tribulation Knife in his hand slashed through the neck of the figure on the left, slashing into the air. Before the knife could be withdrawn in a hurry, he felt that his right hand was firmly grasped, and the force was enough to crush his wrist. At this time, he couldn't think so much, and he didn't know when two more flying snake cones appeared in his left hand, and they shot at Lu Muran's throat and lower abdomen together.

Lu Muran's left hand clamped Yu Chengzhi's right hand, his body flashed to the left, avoiding the two flying snake cones, and took advantage of the situation to throw Yu Chengzhi in the air, his left hand still firmly grasped Yu Chengzhi's right hand, and he fell heavily to the ground, only to feel that his hand was very light, and only half an arm fell to the ground. And Yu Chengzhi stood not far away, holding a short knife in his right hand, and only half of his left arm was left. It turned out that when he was thrown into the air, he made a move to give up the car to protect the commander.

Yu Chengzhi's broken arm was bleeding, and the severe pain could be imagined, so he had no time to take care of it, his eyes were fixed on Lu Muran, and there was no trace of pain on his face. Lu Muran admired his concentration in his heart, and felt that it was really degrading to fool him like this. An arrow rushed in front of Yu Chengzhi, although Yu Chengzhi saw Lu Muran's whereabouts, he was powerless to resist. The wrist and neck of the left hand were grabbed at the same time, and with the severe pain in the left arm, it was actually broken by Lu Muran.

Lu Muran's left hand grabbed Yu Chengzhi's neck and said, "Reincarnate, don't be the enemy of my Heavenly Peerless Mountain." As soon as the words fell, his neck was choked. The left hand was released, and Yu Chengzhi collapsed to the ground like mud.

At this time, the black snake only had Zhou Lang, Sun Hucheng, and Fan Fengyang left. Although Liu Wuqiao and Xia Gaoqi were both injured, they were still able to fight. Lu Muran was unscathed, and the killing was even more vigorous. The situation is clear. The three of them communicated with each other with a whistle, and the sound was the most intense. What it means is that Fan Fengyang asked Zhou Lang and Sun Hucheng to evacuate, and he stayed behind, with the light skills of the two of them, as long as they delayed for a moment, they could jump far away, and at this time it was getting dark, and it was not suitable to be overtaken. But Zhou Lang strongly objected, which violated the rules of the original establishment of the Black Snake, and the three of them argued.

Fan Fengyang was already sideways, and he was determined to cover the two of them, so he took out five flying snake cones in his hand and shot at Xia Gaoqi, the ghost head knife on the opposite side, Xia Gaoqi dodged and dodged, just at this moment, Fan Fengyang turned his head and killed the long sword immortal Liu Wuqiao. It was also shot by five flying snake cones, and he used all his strength to fight against Zhou Lang, and he had no time to be distracted, and Sun Hucheng helped him, forming a pincer attack, and there were many knife wounds on his body. Seeing that the five flying snake cones shot closer, he grabbed two of them in the air with his right hand, and the remaining three were all captured by the plate, and he raised his foot and kicked them away.