The bloodies have always been sensitive to danger. The reality of the carriage is unknown, as if there is a special mysterious power hidden in it. They didn't dare to take it lightly.

The curtain of the car suddenly rolled up with the wind, Jiang Shaoyun was angry, his white eyebrows were barbed, and his sword flew straight onto the roof of the car. With the sword light hidden in the gust of wind, the swordsmen of the Blood Ghost Hall were frozen in place as if they were asking for their lives, and then fell to the ground silently, only to see the blood flowing into a river in a steady stream.

Where had the blood ghosts seen such a stunt, they all stood upright in horror, and they were at a loss.

"Didn't you say he's hurt?" someone muttered. Who would have thought that the injured Jiang Shaoyun still had such a powerful combat power!

Seeing that the Pear Flower Sword was gaining momentum, Xie Junhe was anxious to get out of the battle, but Jiang Shaoyun had already approached step by step, and there were constantly blood ghosts blocking between him and Jiang Shaoyun, but they were only entangled in three moves, and they would inevitably fall, and they would be replaced by another, and finally, easily, a two-on-one situation was formed.

At this moment, a tearing pain hit his chest, bursting from his injured left shoulder to his body. Jun and one staggered, breathing in horror, hoping that the cold ice trick could barely protect the body. However, as if a tiger was devouring his heart, the powerful force rampaged through his body, tearing at his body.

"What a Zhang Xun!" Xie Junhe only knew at this moment that the old man's viciousness - if he couldn't stop him, would he be buried in this beacon fire ridge? There was such a vicious person in the world who had the ambition of others? Junhe was so angry that he gritted his teeth, of course, he immediately realized that since Zhang Xun dared to use his heart-devouring dispersion against him, the face of the Qin family was simply unfathomable.

Shen Yanfei seemed to have discovered something, proudly pulled out his spear, and stomped it to the ground. Powerful aura flew up from the ground and struck at the blade in the blood ghost's hand. "Iron Dust Jue, terrible!" Jun He's heart tightened, and he ordered: "Get out of the way!"

In the end, it was a well-trained blood ghost, and they dodged away one after another when they heard the order. This blow plunged headlong into the mountain forest, and shook the trees to the ground.

But there was no obstacle between Xie Junhe and Shen Yanfei. The tip of the Silver Leaf Gun refracted a cold glow.

Shen Yanfei stared at him like a prey in his hand. "My father-in-law is injured, although I have a temporary break, this person, I will solve it enough. ”

Hearing this, Xie Junhe also smiled coldly: "It's okay, let's put an end to the old grudge today." Including how you plotted against me, how to trap Chu Tao in injustice, and how to treat Leng Fengyi......" As soon as the words fell, the remnant sword was horizontal, and it was pulling away the oncoming spear head, spinning, and heading towards Yan Fei's side. It's just that the spear is as fierce and flexible as a swimming dragon, and wherever Jun He attacks, the spear will chase and kill.

Under the effect of devouring the heart, his movements slowed down a little, and the more impatient he was, the more he wanted to hurry. On the contrary, Shen Yanfei was extremely calm and calm, every step, every change in the tip of the spear was extremely solid and powerful. At that time, the overlord gun of the Song family, with the spirit of a heroic king, swept almost the entire rivers and lakes, and even the pear flower sword gave him three points. At this moment, Shen Yanfei deliberately confronted Junhe with his family heirlooms.

But seeing the whirlwind of guns, isolating Junhe's offensive, it suddenly turned into a whirlwind and forced towards Junhe's heart. Just as Jun He was about to block, the blow seemed to have reached the throat again, and there was no time to change his move, and the fast spear had turned into countless strong attacks in the blink of an eye, attacking all parts of his body in a virtual and real way.

Danger is everywhere, Jun Hequan guessed the landing point of the spear with his intuition, and defended against the vital point, but he was still hit several times in a row in the position of his shoulder and leg.

Suddenly, an even more terrifying wave of gunfire swept up and down to the ground.

Don't sit still! Xie Junhe jumped up, taking advantage of the flow of green clouds, and went around behind Shen Yanfei like a whirlwind, but Shen Yanfei had already expected it, and he got up step by step before him, and the gun staggered behind him, and reflexively rushed straight at Junhe.

The remnant sword deliberately leaked a flaw, causing the wild goose to stab carelessly. The moment he crossed his body, a powerful cold qi suddenly swept out from the tip of the sword, and he directly devoured the spear along with Shen Yanfei. The heavens and the earth are frozen!

Yan Fei was furious, and the spear in his hand stirred up a thunderous wave of spears, and slammed towards the broken sword, colliding with the spear fiercely.

Jun He suddenly saw Shen Yanfei's back, and a slight smile flashed in Jiang Shaoyun's eyes. He raised his hand only slightly.

The arrogance of the pear flower sword came head-on, and it struck back and forth with the wave of Shen Yanfei's spears.

Even if he exhausted his strength, he couldn't withstand the simultaneous attack of two peerless martial arts. The moment his balance shattered, his body ejected with heavy weight, smashing into the sand and gravel on the ground, only to feel that the bones in his body were about to be shattered.

The blood ghosts who were isolated on the periphery were shocked, desperately trying to break through the barrier of the white-clothed holy envoy, and there was a commotion. However, the white-clothed saint made a large number of people, and the surging crowd and the cold weapons made a wall, and it was impossible to break through for a while.

"Hmph!" Shen Yan took the move, but lifted the spear, picked up the tip of the spear obliquely, and gestured on Xie Junhe's chest: "I don't know which part of your bones is harder?"

Jun He secretly clenched his fists, and the pain that spread from his left shoulder almost penetrated his entire back, blaming himself for being careless. It's hateful to have studied martial arts all his life, and at this moment, he is powerless to parry the tip of the spear in front of him!"Phew!" viciously, he spat at the tip of the spear.

Shen Yanfei locked his eyebrows, and then the tip of the spear was stabbed in the chest.

How could Junhe sit still and wait to be killed, he turned over and let Yan Fei pounce in the air, and then forced down the spear with a backhand sword.

"I'm here to help you!" a loud shout passed through the clouds.

Qi Tianqiao's tall body was inserted in front of Xie Junhe, and he made several quick attacks one after another, staggered with virtual and real, and fierce momentum. Shen Yanfei seemed to be unexpected, and jumped straight away, but the Lichen Sword was like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins, forcing it all the way over.

However, Shen Yanfei was still not chaotic, and his moves were orderly, as if he had seen all the void and reality of the Lichen Sword in his eyes: "The swordsmanship has improved! After picking up the burden of the heir of the Qi family, it is very different!" Of course, Qi Tianqiao's Lichen swordsmanship, many of which were still ordered by Shen Yanfei - in the Qi family's few years, he should have already seen the Lichen swordsmanship thoroughly.

At the same time, the mighty shouts of the Qi family swordsmen sounded outside the valley, and the earth-shattering shouts of killing made the blood ghosts puff up their strength again, and pressed towards the white-clothed holy envoys step by step, and the confrontation became even tighter for a while. Tian Qiao's unexpected attack gave Jun He a good chance to breathe, he adjusted his breathing on the spot, and took advantage of Tian Qiao's body to loosen up, and used a cold ice trick. The squirting chill struck, Shen Yanfei was triumphantly turning to the offensive, but unexpectedly, he was caught off guard by a sword, and he only felt a pain in his entire left shoulder, and the cold penetrated through, and then half of his consciousness faded.

Junhe knew that he had succeeded when he took out his sword, and immediately turned the blade of the sword to make up for the past sword, and pursued the victory.

The two joined forces, but Yan Fei could only fight with one hand, and gradually lost. Suddenly, Jiang Shaoyun, who was retreating to the side, raised his hand suddenly, and Jun He saw that something was wrong, so he turned his sword and killed him. No matter how strange the Pear Flower Sword is, it can't escape the face it must face. Jiang Shaoyun seemed to be shocked by this boldness, his eyebrows trembled slightly, and he actually hesitated for a moment, and it was precisely this moment of hesitation that gave Xie Junhe a good opportunity to get close.

The killers of the Blood Ghost Hall have always been accustomed to holding all the killing intent together in one blow, and everything is over. The people around only saw that the two of them raised their swords almost at the same time, and then they crossed hands. There was no sound of staggered blades, and no blood. It was Junhe who knelt down first, and he pressed against the wound on his left shoulder, gasping heavily.

Jiang Shaoyun didn't move a step, and there was a leisurely smile on the corner of his mouth: "It is worthy of being a high-ranking disciple of Chu Tiankuo." The old man has also counted countless people, after all, he missed one person!" Immediately, his eyes darkened little by little, and his body seemed to become thin and fluttering, as if a paper puppet would be torn by the wind at any time.

"Father-in-law!" The first person to notice that something was wrong was Shen Yanfei, but Qi Tianqiao's Dust Sword was really stuck to his spear like a wet flour ball, and he couldn't shake it off no matter what.

The blood ghosts excitedly broke through the formation of the white-clothed holy envoy and slaughtered all the way.

And Xie Junhe turned around with difficulty, dragged the dignified remnant sword, and walked towards Jiang Shaoyun - this heinous demon who killed all the heroes was no longer a myth after all. The Pear Flower Sword's momentum was only a little slower, so at the moment when the Bone Turning Soft Gathering into a sword qi pushed towards Jun He's chest, the powerful power of the Cold Ice Jue passed through Jiang Shaoyun's body. "You don't know yet, Lord Yama is afraid that I will go to the underworld to demolish his temple. Xie Junhe sneered at the crumpled paper-like shell.

The bamboo cane touched the ground, Jiang Shaoyun looked up to the sky and smiled, and the creepy laughter echoed violently throughout the valley, causing the wind to sweep the clouds, and the strong branches were broken, as if he wanted to scatter all his strength here.

At this moment, another sharp sword came from the top of the valley, and Fu Hu pounced on Jun He, shaking off countless sword flowers that were scattered all over the world! Behind the dense net woven by the blade, the red eyebrows of the fire butterfly were particularly eye-catching. "Shen Yanfei, why should a husband be as soft-hearted as a woman!" he shouted, releasing all the energy around him.

At the same time, white shadows descended on Jun and all around him like snowflakes. In just a blink of an eye, Jiang Shaoyun, who had just been established, actually disappeared out of thin air.

How do you know where to chase?

A heart full of hatred piled up in his chest. Ignoring the heart-devouring torture, condensing the thought of one heart, the powerful sword qi swept violently around, violently, shaking out a frosty freeze. Everything was cold, and the wind that pierced the bone marrow was blowing in gusts, and it was terrible.

The retrograde fire butterfly immediately raised its sword to resist, but with a tremor in its body, it fell back into the crowd and disappeared without a trace. The Starfire Fall technique is completely frozen and useless. And Xie Junhe's sword blade was already bright red. It was the blood of the fire butterfly, and he had expected it the moment he drew his sword.