In Zhangjiatun, three groups of people fought fiercely and scored without letting go, and it had already affected a house and destroyed it.

The Qing Ying Sword churned and shot in the air, stabbing at Zhang Tingwei again and again, but it was shaken away by Zhang Tingwei's fingers again and again, and the battle that seemed to have no fireworks was incomparably murderous.

Wen Hui is like a peacock jumping in the wind, with an elegant posture, sword light, and a green rope like a snake.

In the face of Hu Dongyang's frog scissors, Zhang Tianci really has no special means to restrain the other party, so he can only blindly dodge, and the frog clips are chasing after him like a shadow, and Zhang Tianci is in a mess everywhere he passes.

"Senior Brother Dongyang, don't rub it off, hurry up and get rid of that stinky boy. The black-faced Yingkui shouted, this old lady is really difficult to deal with, his dragon tail rope can never enter her body, but her sword light can occasionally attack him, making him quite embarrassed.

Hu Dongyang looked at the situation of the battle, and found that it was not optimistic, and immediately decided to solve this loach-like guy in the next move, and pinched out a few complicated tricks with both hands, "Disease", and the trick hit the frog scissors, and in an instant, there were two beast moans like dragons and snakes in the frog scissors, and the frog scissors instantly turned into two dragons that hovered in the air, and suddenly twisted towards Zhang Tianci.

"Shake the mountain palm!"

Zhang Tianci pushed out his palms, and a series of palm shadows came out of his palms like stacked waves, slapping towards Shuangjiao.

"Wow~~"

Jiao groaned, Shuangjiao against Zhang Tianci's palms, each time a layer of Zhang Ying was broken, it advanced an inch, at the same time, Zhang Tianci retreated an inch, said it was slow, in fact, it happened in an extreme time, snorted, Zhang Tianci rubbed the ground with both feet, and instantly dragged out two three-zhang long deep grooves on the ground, until he retreated to a corner, but Shuangjiao had already rushed to the front, boom, the blue light exploded, and the dust was flying.

"Ci'er!" Wen Hui saw this scene, exclaimed, lost his mind for a while, snapped, his right hand was hit by the green rope, and as soon as his hand hurt, the white phoenix sword fell to the ground, and the black-faced Yingkui laughed proudly: "Old lady, suffer death!" After speaking, the dragon tail rope shook, and the dragon tail was covered with dense rain-like scale armor, and it was drawn towards Wen Hui, who was in a trance.

"Old woman!" exclaimed, Zhang Tingwei discovered Wen Hui's danger in time, once again retreated the Qingying Sword, kicked out with his right foot, and a foot shadow came out, hanging a gust of wind, boom, the foot shadow kicked firmly on the dragon's tail, the dragon's tail was thrown out like an unbalanced carriage, and the original form of the green rope was directly shown in the distance, and the black-faced Yingkui spit out a mouthful of blood, and his heart was injured.

"Damn!" Hawk-eyed Ma Chong dared to be distracted when he saw Zhang Tingwei fighting with him, and also caused the black-faced Yingkui junior brother to be injured, and he was angry for a while, the Qingying Sword changed to a slash, and a Qingying Sword Qi slashed out, and a sound like a beast soul roared from the Qingying Sword Qi, as if there was a terror hidden in it, once it was hit, the Divine Soul was more severely injured.

Zhang Tingwei's ears shook, the terrifying beast sound in his ears was clear, he fixed his eyes on the Qing Ying Sword Qi, his eyes were like stars, he saw the countless beast souls in the Qing Ying Sword Qi roaring hideously, the corners of his mouth curled, he took a sharp breath, suddenly opened his mouth and roared, and a lion roar vibrated from his heart.

The sound of the lion's roar and the Qing Ming sword qi met unexpectedly, the sound wave shook, the sound of the beast's roar was paused, and the Qing Ying sword qi dissipated in the air after passing through the layers of sound waves.

After Wen Hui was rescued by Zhang Tingwei, she suddenly woke up and picked up the white phoenix sword on the ground, at this time, Hu Dongyang, the eight-character figure, was just in time, and the black-faced Yingkui was overjoyed, and said: "Senior Brother Dongyang, you came just in time, let's solve this old lady together." ”

Wen Hui saw the killer of the enemy, her eyes were red, and she said angrily, "Thief, return my son's life!" Wen Hui brandished the white phoenix sword and rushed towards the eight-character Hu Dongyang, the Xuanfeng female sword book was like a fairy pinching pen calligraphy and painting, and instantly seemed to draw countless birds from the fairy's pen.

"Oops!" Hu Dongyang didn't expect Wen Hui to do it directly to him, and he was caught off guard for a while, "Erlong Protection!" The trick was completed in one go, and the frog Jiao was cut into a double Jiao coiled around the body, forming a protective enchantment.

With a bang, the blue and white light staggered, and Hu Dongyang flew out upside down, holding the frog scissors tightly with both hands, and at some point turned back into the body and blocked his chest, his robe was messy, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, which was extremely embarrassed.

Everything happened in the light of light, the black-faced Yingkui didn't have time to stop it, Senior Brother Dongyang was already injured, and now both of them were injured to varying degrees, and the other party was just missing an insignificant stinky boy, for a while, he was annoyed and angry, and when he was about to make a move on Wen Hui, he suddenly shouted: "Senior Brother Dongyang, be careful on your head!"

Before Hu Dongyang had time to take a breath, he heard the warning of the black-faced Yingkui, and couldn't help but look up, and saw the soles of a foot constantly enlarged in front of his eyes, and the soles of his feet were in close contact with his face in an instant, and suddenly there was a bang in his mind, a shock, and then his eyes were dark, and before falling into darkness, he vaguely heard the black-faced Yingkui calling his name.

"Senior Brother Dongyang!" The black-faced Ying Kui watched as his Senior Brother Dongyang was stepped into the ground, and with a bang, the ground trembled, and a human-shaped pit appeared on the ground, and then there was no movement.

The black-faced Ying Kui glared at the owner of the foot and said fiercely: "Stinky boy, you are not dead yet!"

The person who came was Zhang Tianci, he was hit by Shuangjiao, buried in the ruins, and was not greatly traumatized, thanks to the strong body of the half-immortal body that even he didn't know, under the ruins, he had a comprehension of that blow, and his father Zhang Tingwei's chic finger kept appearing in front of him, hidden but not hairy, turning into a point, taking advantage of the trend, and the use of power was so subtle and appropriate.

When he comprehended, when he walked out of the ruins, he happened to see Hu Dongyang being hit by a hundred birds and a phoenix, and immediately he jumped up and quietly came to the sky above Hu Dongyang, without making any noise, even that kick was unremarkable, but at the moment of contact with the enemy, the hidden shock force took advantage of the situation, hitting the opponent's head, making him lose consciousness instantly.

"Ci'er, you're still alive!Great!" Wen Hui saw Zhang Tianci who was safe and sound, and tears were shed excitedly, Zhang Tianci nodded comfortingly at her, turned his head and said: "Hmph, we have no grievances and no enemies, but you want to kill them all, is your Chongyang faction so despicable!"

"Hmph, stinky boy, don't think that if you succeed in a sneak attack, you have the qualifications to fight with me, accept your life!" The black-faced Yingkui didn't pay attention to Zhang Tianci's sarcasm at all, he respected all the strength in his eyes, and didn't take Zhang Tianci in his eyes at all.

After speaking, the black-faced Yingkui dragon tail rope was directly drawn towards Zhang Tianci, with a soft snap, Zhang Tianci pointed at the dragon tail rope, and couldn't help but retreat backwards.

", don't bully my son!" Wen Hui saw that Zhang Tianci was suffering at the hands of the black-faced Yingkui, and for a moment the protector was anxious, and he rushed towards the black-faced Yingkui with his sword.

"Stinky old girl, you think I'm afraid of you!" The black-faced Yingkui was the most taboo for others to call him a, and suddenly became angry, and the dragon tail rope was thrown into the air above Wen Huide, and suddenly became a swimming dragon, coiling towards Wen Hui's sword dance.

Wen Hui's sword danced impermeable, the dragon tail rope coiled around him and rotated, longer and longer, denser and denser, and after a while, Wen Hui was coiled into a huge green rope wrapped in a cocoon, and there was sword light in the cocoon from time to time, fluctuating, as if he wanted to break out of the cocoon at any time.

The black-faced Yingkui used all his strength to make the dragon's tail rope shrink a little bit, and the pressure became more and more intense, and he couldn't tolerate the slightest negligence, otherwise he would lose all his efforts.

Zhang Tianci saw that the black-faced Yingkui entangled his mother in a blink of an eye, and was furious, "! let my mother go!" There was a slight shock behind him, and his body changed to the black-faced Yingkui and rushed towards him, in fact, he had already discovered that the immortal cultivator didn't seem to be very good at hand-to-hand combat, and his physical body seemed to show something extraordinary in several battles.