Putting away the golden ticket and materials, Luo Yun's ears moved, and he said in a deep voice: "Someone." ”

Putting the jade box containing the highly poisonous weeds into his arms, Lin Tao said in a loud voice not far away: "Lin Tao, a disciple of the Lower South Heavenly Gate, please show up." ”

"Haha, Nantianmen, is it the small sect that doesn't enter the grade?" The grass rattled, and a group of big men came out of the dense forest, the leader of the person was ugly, and after the death of the head, the small half of it was forcibly cut off, and only two-thirds were left, which was extremely terrifying

"Fuck your shit. Wang Haichuan was furious.

The ugly man's eyes are horizontal, the fierce light is overflowing, and the murderous aura is awe-inspiring.

Lin Tao knew that the comers were not good, and this group of people were outlaws who formed a gang, and suddenly his face was not very good-looking: "I don't know what to advise." ”

"Haha, money has been a bit tight lately, if you are willing to pay respects, it would be better. ”

Lin Tao frowned, "We don't have much silver on us, but we can give you the demon beast materials, it should be worth a few thousand taels of silver!" He couldn't see through the other party's internal qi cultivation, if nothing else, at least it was almost to Xuanjie, once there was a battle, in addition to him, several junior brothers and sisters were more than lucky, even Luo Yun.

The ugly man scolded, "You want to fool us with a few thousand taels of silver, now I give you a choice, leave the poisonous grass and leave immediately, by the way, that little girl can't go, just let me vent my anger." ”

Zhao Qing's face was pale, and her teeth bit her lower lip.

Lin Tao's face sank, and he suppressed his anger and said, "Your Excellency is joking!"

"Whoever jokes with you, I'll count to ten, and if you don't behave, don't blame me for being ruthless. The man in brown reached out and grabbed the hilt of the knife behind his back.

Wang Haichuan's face turned red, "If you want to fight, you can fight, nonsense." ”

The ugly man sneered: "It's not that I look down on you, if you really want to fight, none of you can run, of course, there is still a chance, one, two......"

Lin Tao restrained his smile and said coldly: "Your Excellency really can't get along with us." "Five, six, seven......" The ugly man did not answer, staring at the crowd as if he were looking at a dead man.

Luo Yun and Lin Tao glanced at each other, and the meaning in their eyes was very clear.

"Nine! Kill them for me. As soon as the words fell, the ugly man pulled out his big knife and jumped in the air to attack several people.

Most people think that they will count to ten before making a move, but in fact, this is their method, and they are often unpleasant, and their opponents who can easily fight are caught off guard.

Lin Tao, Wang Haichuan and others were all bluffed, only Luo Yun had already prepared, it was not that he had rich experience in the rivers and lakes, in fact, he had no experience in the rivers and lakes at all, but because of his strong soul power, he was able to find out the deception from the ugly man's subtle actions.

The internal qi was urged to the limit, and on the side of Luo Yun's body, he held the sword with both hands and slashed out horizontally, using the eighth style of the Xingyun Sword Technique, 'Xingyun Seeing Cloth'.

The ugly man was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had a heart and no intention, but he didn't expect that he had a heart to encounter a heart, and in the end it caught him off guard.

Like lightning, the ugly man's blade deflected, rubbing against Luo Yun's refined sword.

"Bang!", "Poof!",

In the splash of sparks, a sword mark was cut on the side of the ugly man's waist, and a trace of blood was leaked, and he suffered some skin wounds.

Everyone couldn't believe their eyes, a martial artist in the middle of Huang Jie's Great Perfection actually injured a martial artist who was about to reach Xuanjie with a sword, it was really a hell of a life.

As everyone knows, Luo Yun is also secretly screaming that it is a pity, just now the man in brown reacted slowly, his sword can definitely cause serious injuries, and then retreat, if the man in brown is a little weaker, the blade will not be able to bounce off his attack, and the sword marks can also be an inch deeper, this is the lethality of Xingyun's swordsmanship to the realm of pure fire, not that the high grade of martial arts can hurt people.

"The martial artist who is about to arrive at Gensuke really can't be underestimated. "One sword is useless, Luo Yun's second sword is here, the ninth style of Xingyun Sword Technique 'God Hunting'.

Suddenly, a sword light as dark as water diffused out, as if the air was no longer air, but a pool of water in the middle of the night, unfathomable.

"Damn, why is this kid's swordsmanship realm so high. ”

The ugly man's scalp was numb, and then his eyes showed ruthlessness, and the big knife slashed at the center of the sword light like water with the momentum of breaking through the air, trying to destroy the opponent's sword momentum, otherwise the situation would not be good for him.

Call!

The powerful blow missed, and the ugly man was shocked, kicked his feet to the ground, and hurriedly retreated.

Luo Yun seemed to anticipate this situation, rushed out with arrows, the sword momentum in his hand changed, and he took up a bright arc to pick it back, it was the sinister swordsmanship of the Thirteen Swords.

The ugly man was furious, and his left hand, full of inner anger, slapped the blade of the sword, and shouted, "Damn the little ghost, give me death." ”

Rumble!

It was so fast that the Xuanjie martial artist was not so easy to kill, and a strong qi hurricane swept and erupted, easily shaking Luo Yun's body.

Unexpectedly, Luo Yun seemed to have lost his weight, and the light and fluttering ground suddenly changed sharply, and he forced over again like a mountain collapse, and the bright sword light was penetrated at a glance.

Laugh at!

The tip of the sword pierced through the ugly man's neck, and the back of the head peeked out, crisp and sharp.

A martial artist who was about to become Xuanjie was killed by Luo Yun with a sword, and it was as easy as drinking tea and eating, which also gave Luo Yun a preliminary understanding of how far his combat power had reached, and most importantly, how powerful the lethality of the thirteen swords of the sword technique was.

Drawing his sword and shaking off the blood stains on it, Luo Yun tried to eliminate the distracting thoughts after the killing, looked around, and found that the others had also fought together, seven or eight fierce men were surrounding Lin Tao and the five of them to attack, and the sound of weapons colliding was like fried beans, connected into a piece.

"Get out of here!" Lin Tao's cultivation was the highest, and his palms split out in a row, instantly shaking several people.

But one man had only taken three steps back, his chest and clothes torn, and his body unharmed.

At this moment, two vicious men took the opportunity to kill Lin Tao.

Wang Haichuan was also powerless, and the fierce man who was forced to retreat by him before came back with an even more crazy counterattack, which made him feel that he couldn't resist it.

However, Zhao Qing and the blue-clothed brothers can still support it, after all, they are one-on-one situations.

Seeing that Lin Tao was about to be killed, a clear and dazzling sword light burst out, twisting twice in the air, and blood rushed from the necks of the two fierce men, and they fell straight down.

With a successful sword, Luo Yun did not stop, and stabbed the heart of another vicious man with a 'gap', helping Wang Haichuan reduce the pressure.

Lin Tao secretly screamed badly, although he injured the tall man with a palm just now, his arms were also numb by the reaction force, and he couldn't lift it in one breath.

Lin Tao's pupils shrank, "Scrape ten thousand laws!"

The man was wide-mouthed. Two meters tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, the high bulging pectoral muscles are like a hill, an iron plate, faintly black and blue, not like a human body.

"Hehe, my cultivation is an iron cloth shirt, plus rubbing and soaking with medicinal wine every day, I have already practiced copper skin and iron bones, as long as I don't dissipate my inner breath, it's okay to fight as many times as you want, come on!"

"Look for death. ”

It was Wang Haichuan who spoke, he swept around with the Qinglong knife in his hand, forcing away the several people who were besieging him, and then his body turned again, and he rushed towards the other party with a knife.

Now the tall man didn't dare to slack off, you must know that no matter how much he practiced the iron cloth shirt, it was impossible to train his iron cloth shirt to be as hard as steel, he was not afraid of ordinary blunt weapons, but it was the same as being stabbed by a sharp weapon, not to mention Wang Haichuan's domineering, I am afraid that even the iron armor can be pierced.

With his hands together, the tall man grabbed the tip of the Qinglong knife at once, preventing it from entering.

Catching the opportunity, Lin Tao flew in front of the other party and pressed it lightly with one palm.

Burst!

Like a hammer hitting leather, the tall man bleed blood from the corners of his mouth, and a shallow palm print was printed on his chest, blue and red.