As he spoke, the old man had already rushed to him, and An Tucheng looked closer, and the old man looked like an old man, as short as a dried radish, with a sallow face, but standing like an iron cone, and looking like an old stubborn.

An Tucheng fought with him, but it was like bullying the old and the weak, but he really couldn't swallow this grievance, so he stood down and said angrily: "Old man, don't spray people with blood, I am An Tucheng, the owner of Feiyu Mountain Villa, and I have a friendship with your Holy Monarch and Commander Lei, and I will save people for you!"

Unexpectedly, the old man turned a deaf ear at all, raised his gray short eyebrows sharply, roared a sharp and long hiss in his mouth, and swung his long sword towards An Tu City!

Lian Duan looked back, and the old man was followed by a young man, and the young man was very familiar!

The young man was wearing an ill-fitting armor, noticed Lian Duel's gaze, and sneakily glanced at Lian Duel, Lian Duan immediately reacted, isn't this Fang Qingsong, who severely defeated Bai Yan during the competition in the main hall of the Cold Palace?

Lei Shunyun said that Fang Qingsong's grandfather is a veteran, and even his Tianhe Twin Swords are passed down by his grandfather.

Lian Duel was suspicious, but joining the battle group with his bare hands might help him, Lian Duel simply retreated to the side, but Fang Qingsong didn't intend to let go of Lian Duel, but Fang Zhizhong and An Tucheng were entangled, stabbing their swords and forcing Lian Duel.

Although Lian Duan was unarmed, he was not afraid in his heart, as early as when Fang Qingsong and Bai Yan competed, Lian Duan could see that Fang Qingsong was a person who couldn't hold his breath, and he easily exposed his strength to the enemy!

The continuous duel took retreat as advance, feigned defeat, and avoided backwards. Sure enough, Fang Qingsong really thought that Lian Duel was easy to deal with, and under the armor, he laughed "hehe" twice, and quickly slashed his sword and shouted: "Storm Storm!"

The Tianhe Twin Swords roared like a spring, and the ground of more than ten feet was filled with countless ice chain balls, and the rolling ice masses were surging like thunder......

Lian Duel smiled secretly, Fang Qingsong is a tiger-headed and eager person, he will inevitably put the best in front, judging from the "Storm Ke" move, although his cultivation is not low, but there is no benefit, it seems that after winning Bai Yan, he will be arrogant and slack.

Even with a number of determinations, he changed the fear he pretended to be just now, and showed bright and sharp eyes! "Vapor passes through the ice, and the void breaks through the pure!" The heart trick attacked, Lian Jue hit the empty palm without hesitation, and a trembling air wave erupted, and the roaring ice masses cracked one by one, and the air wave still did not reduce its momentum, forcing it in front of Fang Qingsong, and shook him all at once!

Seeing that the sheepskin was peeled off in a duel, revealing the true nature of a wild wolf, Fang Qingsong was stunned, his eyes were twisted into an inverted triangle, and his nostrils turned outward, standing hesitantly in place, not daring to make a move easily.

An Tucheng didn't want to take advantage of the old decay, but he didn't expect the old decay to sell well, with a righteous and awe-inspiring momentum, and he showed murderous intentions. An Tu Cheng flashed out with a ghostly step, stopped beside Lian Duel like a whirlwind, and quickly asked, "Boy, your qi wave is not the Xuanbing Technique, where did you steal the teacher?"

Lian Du was puzzled, and said with a grin: "No!"

An Tucheng smiled knowingly, flashed to the other side of the duel like a black whirlwind, and said, "Don't pretend, I won't tell you Uncle Lei." ”

Lian Zhi's head was stunned, and he suddenly remembered the words of the strange old man in Cangliu, he had said that the qi wave in Lian Duel's palm had nothing to do with the Xuanbing Exercises, it was simply a strong and weird pure qi!

Lian Dufu was stunned for a moment, giving Fang Qingsong an opportunity to take advantage of, Fang Qingsong jumped into the air, tried his best, condensed a narrow and turbulent torrent of ice, and poured down towards Lian Duan's head!

The duel secretly screamed that it was not good, Fang Qingsong was really ruthless, without the soul silver sword by his side, it was obviously a little difficult to deal with this huge current! Suddenly, from afar, he heard An Tucheng shouting: "Lianduel! Listen to me, your true qi is pressed down, leading to the ankle of the three yin crossing, the true qi is circling, borrowing the strength to walk, wanting to step obliquely and reverse, as if walking sideways and going backwards!"

Lian Duel didn't know what the three yin coordinated, but he only drew his breath down the same way, and a warm current like nectar poured into the arch of his foot, and the whole person suddenly seemed to have grown taller, like drunkenness, and like a cloud fluttering! Lian Du went against his will, seemingly out of order, and the effect was unexpectedly wonderful! When Lian Du stood still, he was already a foot away!

"This is the Netherworld Ghost Step?" thought to himself. An Tucheng's old spicy gaze probed Lian Du, and laughed loudly: "Boy, how is my family's ghost step? You are just trying your hand, don't think this is the essence!"

Benefiting from the streak, it was inevitable that it felt fresh and exciting, and thought: "The Netherworld Ghost Step really has a lot of benefits, it can dodge, escape, and sneak attack! I should also learn this Netherworld Technique!"

Fang Zhizhong was very old, and he had not experienced foreign affairs for a long time, and his physical strength gradually failed, and he was panting with his back crossed. An Tucheng was empty, and immediately stood up and asked, "Hey, that old man, why did you wronged people indiscriminately?"

Fang Zhizhong gasped heavily, while stalking his neck, and replied with a red face: "No evidence is needed!

An Tucheng laughed helplessly, shook his head and said: "You old stubborn, holding chicken feathers as an arrow, I haven't known Yan Sheng for a day or two, when did he take people's lives!"

Fang Zhizhong, a military general who had been idle for too long, was suddenly entrusted with a heavy task, and he was so excited that he almost wanted to be loyal to the death. Fang Zhizhong's heart was already shaken, and he still put on the arrogance of an old minister, and asked his grandson Fang Qingsong: "Grandson, who the Holy Monarch ordered to give you, show it to them!"

Fang Qingsong was shocked, and hurriedly said: "Grandpa, the Holy Monarch Order of the Royal Totem can be fake, this is passed down by the Great Prince himself!"

Lian Du sneered, and said quietly: "It turned out to be Yan Jie!Old Fang, you are reckless and murderous, aren't you afraid that the evening will not be guaranteed?"

An Tucheng also scolded angrily: "It turns out that Yan Jie's little bastard, how about the prince of Hangchuan, it can't hinder Lao Tzu!"

Fang Zhi's sallow face was puffed up with anger, one was afraid that Yan Jie would falsely pass on the Holy Monarch's order, and the other was afraid that he would misplace the duel, Fang Zhi thought about it again, and said awe-inspiringly: "You two will be arrested obediently, and I will explain it clearly to the saint!"

An Tucheng had never been so angry, and said angrily: "Damn, Lao Tzu is sitting upright, you let Lao Tzu be arrested?"

An Tucheng couldn't bear it anymore, jumped up, and the disease control stepped on it continuously, Fang Zhizhong did not lose the arrogance of the veteran, and shouted: "Grandson, let's fight-"

Before Fang Zhizhong finished speaking, An Tucheng screwed into the top of Fang Zhizhong's head like a storm, aiming at Fang Zhizhong's chest, an arrow kicked, Fang Zhizhong flew out like a sandbag, a mouthful of old blood flowed down the corners of his mouth, his arms were holding the ground, and an old bone couldn't get up anymore!

An Tucheng saw that although this old man was stubborn, he was a loyal veteran, and he hurt him like this, and immediately regretted it, but An Tucheng couldn't pull his face for a while, and still pulled through the duel with a hard heart, and shouted: "Leave him alone, let's go!"

As soon as he took a step, a black shadow flashed from behind An Tu Cheng, and An Tu Cheng turned his head to see that Fang Zhizhong actually stood up straight!

An Tu Cheng was shocked, Fang Zhizhong was full of brute force, and he was even more vigorous than before, An Tu Cheng's eyes were bright, and he suddenly found that Fang Zhizhong was clinging to a void shadow behind him!

"Oh no! beware-" An Tu Cheng grabbed Lian Duel, and before he could finish speaking, Fang Zhizhong had already jumped close like a ghost, and Lian Duel watched the ghost light flash, An Tu Cheng was powerless, and his head was planted backwards!

In the next moment, Fang Zhizhong fell down like an evil spirit, a figure flashed out of Fang Zhizhong's body, and flickered in front of Lian Duel's eyes, Fang Qingsong also fell, this invisible ghost that came and went suddenly stood in front of Lian Duel's eyes, Lian Duel couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this person.