In the ninth layer of the sword cave of the Sword Pavilion in Shuzhong, the battle between the four heroes of the Tang Sect and the prince of Fusu and the sword madman Sun Tao has entered a white-hot stage.

Tang Tianzong shouted: "Piercing Moon Nineteen Style!"

Fusu Gongzi's expression was still so light, what a beautiful son, he held the silver snake sword in his hand, and calmly resisted Tang Tianzong's two daggers like maggots attached to the bones. In the previous battle, Tang Tianzong didn't have to completely unleash the Nineteen Moon Piercing Forms, because the people who had fought against him didn't have the ability to take the nineteenth move. Originally, he didn't plan to use this too ruthless trick, but his best junior brother Tang Tianxing had already died at the hands of Fusu Gongzi, and this revenge must be avenged!

On the other side, Tang Yunhua was looking for an opportunity to raid around with a thin stabbing sword, while Tang Shaoling was holding an awl in his hand, ready to attack.

Both of them kept changing their positions around the sword madness Sun Tao with very strange and delicate steps, dodging the fierce sword qi. The secret weapon they sent out was not as large-scale as the Quenching Sand, and it would not be good if it was bounced back by a sufficiently powerful sword qi.

Therefore, Tang Yunhua and Tang Shaoling kept looking for angles and used poison darts to interfere with Sun Tao's swordsmanship. "It turns out that the four masters of the Tang Sect are nothing more than that, especially you Tang Yunhua, who is already in his sixties, and he doesn't have enough strength to fight with me head-on. Let's take you first!" Sun Tao suddenly burst out of strength and stabbed obliquely with a sword.

The golden light is dazzling, like a shooting star streaked across the night sky.

This trick is indeed called "Meteor Outside the Sky"!

Tang Yunhua was unwilling to be humiliated. Hurriedly wielded a dense sword curtain with a thin stabbing sword to resist, and the sonorous sound was endless.

"Poof~" No matter how tight the sword qi is, it can't resist this sword as fast as a meteor outside the sky. Tang Yunhua was pierced through the heart, and the hand holding the thin stabbing sword. Falling weakly. Sun Tao's sword stabbed so hard that the long sword pierced through Tang Yunhua, and he wanted to draw the sword but was a little stagnant.

"Hugh wants to kill my brother!" Tang Shaoling was furious, and without hesitation, he took out a pitch-black bamboo tube.

When Duan Yu saw this scene, he was shocked and said, "Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle!" He had seen this thing, and the disciples of the Tang Sect carried it to deal with Hong Haoran at that time.

"Bang~" sounded at first glance, and it was indeed a veritable rainstorm pear flower needle. As soon as I sent it out. It completely bombarded Sun Tao's back, and even the back of his neck was hit twice.

"Damn. Will the bastards of the Tang Sect only sneak attack from behind?" Sun Tao kicked Tang Yunhua's corpse away, and in anger, he used his strong internal force on the golden light long sword, and then suddenly threw this sword out.

This sword drew a golden trajectory in the void, and its speed was unbelievable. Tang Shaoling didn't think of the person who fell into the rainstorm pear flower needle at all. You can also make such a trick.

In the next moment, he was directly cut off by this sword, and died unwillingly.

The golden sword spun and flew back into Sun Tao's hand, and he knelt on one knee and slammed his sword on the ground. The blade of the sword drained blood, and it was terrible.

Of course, Sun Jianchen, the head of the Sword Pavilion, couldn't see his Sun Tao die, and immediately went over and shattered the robe behind him with a palm, but he saw a large cluster of long black needles piercing the golden silk soft armor, and the head of the sect brushed it away with his palm.

Other words. Sun Tao was actually only hit by two needles in the back of his neck. It's a pity that Tang Shaoling didn't know that Sun Tao was wearing gold silk soft armor, otherwise he aimed at the back of his neck, and the blow would have worked at that time. There is no regret pill in the world. Moreover, in that case, Tang Shaoling made his moves completely according to his usual combat habits, and there was nothing to complain about.

Even if an ordinary martial artist is hit by a rainstorm pear flower needle, he will immediately see blood and seal his throat and die. Duan Yu understood that the reason why Sun Tao was able to persist until now was because of the unique internal strength method he cultivated. Able to temporarily suppress poison.

Sun Jianchen used a wave of his hand to shoot out the two pitch-black long needles with internal force, which was somewhat similar to the crane control hand. It's just a lot worse in power. Then, Sun Jianchen put his palms against Sun Tao's back, and used his strong internal force to drive away the poison.

The sonorous sound of metal clashing continued to sound, and sparks burst out, but he was stunned for a moment when he saw Tang Tianzong spinning and rapidly waving two quenching daggers, which were still resisted by Fusu Gongzi.

"How is it possible? My Piercing Moon Nineteen Style has never missed, what is going on today?" Tang Tianzong couldn't accept this reality and muttered.

"Quite simply, today is your time of death. Fusu Gongzi sneered and shouted: "The silver snake dances wildly!"

In the next moment, Fusu Gongzi swung the Silver Snake Sword, emitting a heavenly Silver Snake Sword Qi, filling the void in front of him, and Tang Tianzong's momentum had exhausted, and he resisted a few times with difficulty, intending to perform the "Piercing Moon Nineteen Style" again, but without the opportunity to continue to charge up and make moves, he was strangled by this large amount of sharp Silver Snake Sword Qi.

At this point, the four heroes of the Tang Sect have all died, their strength is actually very strong, and the tragedy is that the opponents they encountered are stronger, so that they end up dying. But it doesn't matter, after they die, the Tangmen in Shuzhong will continue to elect the four heroes of the Tangmen, which is of course a later story, so let's not mention it for the time being.

Fusu Gongzi shook off the blood stained on the silver snake sword, glanced at the sword madman Sun Tao, and couldn't help frowning. But after all, he didn't say anything concerned in the past, maybe he was very indifferent and didn't care about brotherhood, or maybe he felt that at such a time, he had to be colder.

And the two ancient swords of the cadre and Mo Xie in front of the high platform were extremely dazzling under the reflection of the magma red light on the ninth layer of the sword cave, and there were some breathtaking meanings, as if they were calling these martial arts masters from all walks of life in front of them to fight desperately for them.

Duan Yu was more careful, and had already noticed that the blood of the four heroes of the Tang Sect and Sun Tao all flowed down with the high platform, and then was quickly absorbed by the Nine Palace Bagua Array nearby. There seemed to be some runes engraved on it, and I don't know if there was a spirit, it was stained red with blood, which looked a little poignant.

"Sure enough, I want to use the blood of a martial arts master to sacrifice the Demon Breaking Sword, and the Shuzhong Sword Pavilion can be regarded as a big deal this time. Duan Yu said in his heart.

"The ancient sword you dream of is right in front of you, and there are as many as two, as long as you get it, it will be enough for you to run rampant in the world and shock one side. Who is planning to seize the ancient sword next?" said Fusu Gongzi loudly.

In the battle just now, he was not injured at all, but consumed some internal strength, but he was full of energy, maybe with his internal strength, the vicious battle just now was just a warm-up.

There are more than 80 martial arts heroes left, everyone is talking about it, no one is in a hurry to fight, and they all plan to let others take the lead and remove the masters of the Sword Pavilion.

"It's all a bunch of cowards, maybe our Sword Pavilion shouldn't have invited you here at all, it's really disappointing. Fusu Gongzi sighed deeply.

Heichuan Dazang was about to walk out, but Duan Yu pressed his shoulder, pressed his voice into an invisible thin line with internal force, and only said to him: "Don't worry, even if we deal with Fusu Gongzi and Sun Jianchen, as well as Ou Yezi and his wife, the gains outweigh the losses." Waiting to see what happens is the way to go. ”

Hearing Duan Yu's reminder, Kurokawa Da Zang dispelled the idea of going up to fight with Fusu Gongzi immediately, turned around and nodded to Duan Yu with a faint smile, and then stopped to watch.

"Arrogant and ignorant, people like you are really ashamed of our Shudi sect. The heroes are too lazy to clean you up, so we will come to meet you. Suddenly, a man in Tsing Yi walked out of the crowd with six other people.

Emei's three Ying and four shows, of which three Ying are men, and four shows are women, among them, Sun Shaoying and Luo Haoying are masters of the Innate Void Dan realm, and the other five are the strength of the Innate Void Dan realm.

And the seven of them joined forces and cast a sword formation, and the power became more and more powerful.

The seven of them stepped forward, stood in their own unique positions, and pointed their swords at Fusu Gongzi.

"Seven to one, the Emei faction is really sharp. Fusu Gongzi laughed mockingly.

"Noise, our seven brothers and sisters live and die together, even if we deal with thousands of troops, it is only seven people who go to the soup together. As for you, if you're afraid, you can call more Sword Pavilion warriors as helpers. Sun Shaoying sneered.

"No, I'm not afraid of you joining forces, but come on, I'll see how long you can hold out under my Silver Serpent Sword. Fusu Gongzi said indifferently.

After that, he held the sword trick in his left hand and the silver snake sword in his right hand, and the internal force was infused, and the brilliant silver-white light on the blade flowed, and the cold air was breathtaking.

"This guy is looking for death, the brothers and sisters don't have to be polite. Luo Haoying said in a deep voice.

They were about to make their move, when eight more people came out of the crowd, all dressed in strange clothes, like crop men, with turbans on their heads.

The first one smiled and said, "Since the friends of the Emei faction want to punish the traitors and eliminate the evil, then our Qingcheng Eight Heroes will not sit idly by, I don't know if Senior Brother Sun minds us doing it at this time?"

"The sword is in your own hands, if you want to do it casually, why do you need to ask me?" Of course, Sun Shaoying wished that someone would help in the battle at this time, the chances of victory would be higher, and they would have fewer sacrifices. It's just that on the surface, you have to pretend to be high, that's why you say it so indifferently.

"Haha, then our Qingcheng faction will need that Mo Evil Sword later!" Yu Dahai, the senior brother among the eight heroes of Qingcheng, immediately raised the sawtooth long sword and rushed to kill.

The other seven people let out a howl and also launched an offensive, they used the sword formation of the Qingcheng faction, and they all shouted: "Shake the light and destroy the demon sword formation!"

The crazy flanking attack of the eight strange-shaped long swords seems to be chaotic, but in fact it implies a mystery.

Fusu Gongzi didn't dare to underestimate it, and immediately performed the trick of "Silver Dance" to dismantle.

As the saying goes, the house leak happened to rain overnight, and the three Ying and Sixiu of the Emei faction also besieged it under the leadership of Sun Shaoying, and they showed the famous Emei faction: "Yuheng Tianxuan Sword Array"!

At this time, a total of fifteen sharp swords attacked from various angles, and the sharp sword formations of the Qingcheng and Emei factions flashed staggered.

Rao is Fusu Gongzi is a master of the middle stage of the innate golden pill, and he can't resist it, so he hurriedly shouted: "Father, I can't resist it." ”

"For the Father's sake, he has come to save you. Sun Jianchen, the head of the Sword Pavilion, said in a deep voice. (To be continued)