The shattered blue mist disappeared in a blink of an eye, Yang Xiubo lay on the ground and struggled to stand up, his left arm had been broken, Yang Xiubo stood up, his bones seemed to be broken, the pain was unbearable, Yang Xiubo gritted his teeth and reluctantly bent down, picked up the Yingquan Sword that was shot down to the ground, and just lifted it a little, one foot stepped on it.

Yang Xiubo roared, and used all his strength to pull out the Yingquan Sword and stab it with all his might, Yang Xiubo's aura was instilled into the Yingquan Sword, and the aura changed with the Yingquan Sword Heart Method, transforming into a stream of white gas surging forward, the walls around the courtyard, the weeds on the ground, all turned into ice sculptures under the shroud of white gas, and two fingers passed through the white gas, directly clamping the Yingquan Sword that Yang Xiubo stabbed with all his might!

As soon as the fingers were bent, Yang Xiubo felt a huge force coming from his right hand, and the hand that grabbed the Yingquan Sword was already unstable in his hand, and the Yingquan Sword came out directly, Yang Xiubo didn't have time to fight back, he kicked over with one foot, and directly kicked Yang Xiubo out, Peng's fell into the alley with a thud, and the white gas around him slowly dispersed because of the lack of Yang Xiubo's aura, and Yang Xiubo saw the other party's face.

Wide eyebrows, square face, thick lips, high nose, broad shoulders, the figure is also full of height for ordinary people, a few strands of silver occasionally ripple between a black hair, although this person looks middle-aged, but the cultivator Shou Yuanpo is long, and he can't judge the age with whom, this person is dressed in graceful and luxurious clothes, and at a glance he knows that he is not an ordinary person, and he is not angry and arrogant between his eyebrows, just standing there makes people feel extraordinary, not to mention that the means of subduing Yang Xiubo just now completely means that the two are very different in cultivation.

Yang Xiubo lying on the ground has no strength, and he feels a force in his body that is constantly flowing in his muscles and veins, although he just doesn't have any strength to resist at the moment, but Yang Xiubo knows that he is afraid that as soon as the other party uses his hand to urge the strength, that strength will explode in his muscles and veins in an instant, so it won't be long before his meridians will be broken, and the cultivation of penance in the past few years is probably going to disappear, Yang Xiubo is unwilling, except for a few people he just met down the mountain, the cultivation of each enemy is much higher than himself, and he has no power to resist in front of these enemies, It's like I didn't even dare to breathe in front of Sushi City, and it seems that I can't fulfill the heavy responsibility of maintaining world peace.

The person who knocked down Yang Xiubo definitely didn't know the crankiness in Yang Xiubo's heart, the person turned his hand casually, and the Yingquan Sword buzzed in this person's hand, as if he was unwilling to be in this person's hands, and he didn't see any movement in this person's figure, this person was just standing there, Yang Xiubo suddenly felt a momentum soaring into the sky, and that power made Yang Xiubo unable to rise a trace of resistance in his heart.

Maybe it's a moment, or maybe it's a long, long time, the momentum disappeared without a trace, as if it never appeared, but the Yingquan Sword in the man's hand was no longer screaming, and honestly lay in the man's hand, the man looked at the Yingquan Sword in his hand and then seemed to be suddenly not interested, and threw it at Yang Xiubo casually, rubbing it, and inserted it directly into Yang Xiubo's ear, only less than an inch away from Yang Xiubo's ear, and almost pinned off one of Yang Xiubo's ears, which scared Yang Xiubo into a cold sweat。

The man looked at the Yingquan Sword and said, "I think that when the Yingquan Divine Sword was in the hands of Qing Shui, Yingquan was frozen in the sky, and with a casual move, Yi Shui Han could freeze the space, and the Yingquan Sword was really a waste of this divine sword in your hands." After saying that, he waved his hand casually as if chasing mosquitoes, and the city guard who had just fought to the death with Yang Xiubo picked up his spear and walked towards Yang Xiubo, and after the city guard walked to Yang Xiubo's side, he raised his spear and stabbed Yang Xiubo directly in the throat!

If this time it is stabbed, Yang Xiubo is afraid that he will die immediately! A streamer attacked, and the speed was extremely fast, and it directly hit the city guard, and then the light and shadow turned and ran directly towards the person who cultivated to an extremely high level! A kick! An extremely casual kick! The streamer flew directly upside down and slammed into the land next to Yang Xiubo, and the light and shadow dispersed It was Luo Yuchen.

Luo Yuchen already had a secret wound on his body, and he immediately vomited blood at this foot, Luo Yuchen was already at the end of the crossbow at this time, knowing that the gap between his strength and the other party was extremely large, he was like an ant, and the other party couldn't look down at all, but Luo Yuchen, who knew this, still bent down and picked up Yang Xiubo on the ground and looked at the other party stubbornly.

Luo Yuchen roared, and then turned around and was about to escape, but he had just run less than a few meters, and kicked Luo Yuchen back directly, completely unable to feel any of the opponent's actions, completely unable to keep up with the opponent's rhythm, and even the opponent's actions were completely invisible! The difference in strength was too great, and any trick was useless in the face of absolute strength.

Luo Yuchen got up from the ground, pulled up Yang Xiubo who fell to the ground, carried it to his back again, and roared again The luck of the whole body changed directions and rushed out, but he was still kicked back again, once, once, once, I don't know how many times later, Luo Yuchen even stood up by himself was trembling, but he still stubbornly pulled Yang Xiubo on the ground, there was no expression in his eyes, Luo Yuchen had only one voice in his heart, I want to take him with me! Stand up!

With a snap, Yang Xiubo fell to the ground, the other party grabbed Luo Yuchen's neck with one hand, and directly lifted Luo Yuchen up from the ground, Luo Yuchen kept beating the other party's arm with both hands, but the other party's arm seemed to be as immobile as if it was a mountain range, the other party's expression was still as indifferent as ever, in the eyes of the other party, strangling Luo Yuchen and Yang Xiubo was like strangling two ants.

Luo Yuchen no longer had half of his strength, he slowly grabbed the stop-kill sword on his waist, and slowly pulled it out, when he pulled out the stop-kill sword, he could feel that his breath was slowly getting shorter, were he going to die? Luo Yuchen didn't know, after Luo Yuchen pulled out the stop-kill sword, he stabbed at the opponent's eyeballs with all his strength!

With a search, Luo Yuchen was thrown out fiercely, Peng fell on the wall with a thud, and even the stop-killing sword was snatched away casually, and Luo Yuchen had no strength at this time.

"Stop killing, Housheng, where did you get this sword?"

"Ahem, ahem, dig up your ancestral grave!"

After hearing this, the man didn't move, shook his head very casually, and then raised the killing sword, and then threw it, and the killing sword shot directly towards Luo Yuchen with the sound of breaking the sky as if it had been sacrificed!

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