Liu Wanyun frowned and said: "Don't be 'afraid' or 'afraid', one of you is a descendant of the Qin Demon, and the other is ...... In short, now we have to fight hard, or we will all die here together! What should I do, I don't need to teach you, right?"

Hei Yan listened to the conversation of the three from a distance, and saw that they hadn't even calmed down at this time, so the scar on his rough face was slightly distorted, revealing a cruel smile.

With the heavy footsteps, the strong man gradually approached, and the suffocating pressure came more and more clearly. It was the first time for Fang Qiuyao to face such a strong enemy, and he couldn't help but feel his mouth dry, and his heart was uncontrollably cowardly.

"Can't let him cross the bridge!" Liu Wanyun's face was extremely solemn. Even as one of the Seven Fairies of the Martial Arts, she felt that she couldn't contend with the ferocious tiger head-on, and if she let that guy rush over, she would lose even the last chance on her side. Seeing that Heiyan's burly figure was getting closer and closer, and when she was only a foot away from the shore, she said coquettishly: "Do it!"

As she spoke, a smoke screen of silver knitted as thin as a cow's hair flew out of her palm, shimmering with a colorful and magnificent luster in the remnant sun, and enveloped towards Heiyan's sturdy body.

Taking advantage of the fact that Heiyan was on the wooden bridge and it was inconvenient to move, this was a wonderful opportunity! Qin Yan also agreed with this, and after Liu Wanyun made a move, he also rushed out with the smoke screen knitted into silver. He believed that Black Rock would not dare to take the silver needle hard, and that it was a good time to attack when he was dodging. If Fang Qiuyao had restrained him, Qin Yan was confident that he would force Hei Yan to fall off the wooden bridge and fall into a deep stream.

But Fang Qiuyao didn't follow in time. Facing the beast-like figure, he felt his legs as heavy as lead, and his body was stiff and unable to move. It wasn't until he saw that Qin Yan had rushed forward from a distance that he suddenly woke up from a nightmare, screamed in his heart to get rid of the trembling in the depths of his soul, and strode over.

But it was too late, although it was only two or three moments, but it was enough to decide the victory or defeat of a battle. He looked at the figures in front of him from afar, and his heart was full of guilt, mixed with other emotions such as happiness, self-blame, and a trace of residual fear, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

Before the silver needle smoke screen approached, Black Rock also moved at this moment. The burly body exerted an agility that was not commensurate with it, as vigorous as a tiger, and suddenly jumped into the air, dodging most of the milli needles, and the remaining few milli needles shot into the air were also cut down by the giant sword, and the momentum of the giant sword continued unabated, stirring up a fierce wind, and slashed down at Qin Yan's head.

At this time, the wooden bridge had been shaken violently by the step he had taken off, and Qin Yan's body seemed to be placed in the swaying waves, making it difficult to maintain balance. If it was replaced by either Liu Wanyun or Fang Qiuyao, I am afraid that they would not be able to dodge the ferocious slash that came from the sky. But Qin Yan was different from them after all, when the sword blade was about to end, he also tore through the crumbling disguise, and with a low shout, his body turned half a foot in the direction of the last moment, avoiding the bad luck of opening his head, and at the same time, his palms came out together, grabbing Hei Yan's feet.

Black Rock obviously didn't expect such an outcome. In his perception, Qin Yan was the weakest of the three, and he should have obediently settled the account with his sword, but he didn't want to be so tricky. After all, he was a martial arts leader who had killed countless people, and when he saw this scene, he immediately put away the contempt in his heart, suddenly lifted his left foot, concentrated his strength on his right foot, and stepped heavily on the hand that Qin Yan had grabbed.

This was a blow from the mid-level master of Diyuan, and with the hardness of the thorn boots, of course Qin Yan did not dare to take it hard. The hand he stretched out retracted as Black Rock stepped on it, but the agility of his hand was something Black Rock had never expected.

Hei Yan stepped into the air, and his body still rushed forward, but Qin Yan's retracted hand touched it again as the strength on his foot slowed down, and hit the spring point on the bottom of his foot heavily through a layer of iron shoes!

It didn't work.

Hei Yan's forward momentum was not affected, and Qin Yan's blow was like a tickle to him.

'Could it be that he has external skills such as vajra body protection?' Doubts flashed in Qin Yan's mind, he didn't have time to think too much, the fingers that hit the sole of Heiyan's shoe suddenly hooked, and grabbed the chain next to the thorn, intending to pull this sturdy man down from the air.

It's just that the castration of Heiyan's forward rush is obviously not something that Qin Yan's current strength can resist, and after a moment, Qin Yan's right arm was stretched straight, and the whole person was almost dragged up. His face turned pale for a while, and he hurriedly grabbed the chain next to him with his other hand, gritting his teeth to stop Black Rock's castration. As a result of the confrontation between the two forces, the boot was ripped off Black Rock's right foot. Black Rock was barefoot, castrated unabated, and swooped down like a big bird.

Qin Yan was holding the thorn boots in his hand, his back hit the iron chain all of a sudden, his face turned pale, and he gasped for breath.

Hei Yan was also affected a little, his figure in mid-air staggered slightly, picked up the giant sword and split the flying needle shot by Liu Wanyun, and then fell back to the bridge deck, shaking the entire wooden bridge again.

At this time, Heiyan was less than two steps away from the shore, and Fang Qiuyao, who rushed over, lost his balance with the tremor of the bridge deck, and hurriedly held on to the chain beside him. When he looked up in horror, he saw the twisted scars and hideous smiles on Black Rock's face, followed by a howling wind and a sword blade mixed with the smell of rust and blood!

'Dead......

Fear resurfaced, despair welled up in his heart, and extremely unwilling thoughts grew wildly in his chest, so instead he exerted his astonishing speed, and narrowly avoided the sword when it was near, and shot back so fast that the smoothness of his body was almost like a rehearsal.

'I'm such a coward, all my talents have been used to escape......' he was ashamed, but his body instinctively retreated. Even though there was a voice in his heart clamoring to fight to the death, he could not raise half of his courage in the face of the huge figure that rushed down.

The two chased and fled, and the distance of two steps passed in an instant, and they had already stepped on the ground and came to Liu Wanyun.

'It's terrible!' Liu Wanyun clasped several silver needles between her fingers, and a chill flashed in her phoenix eyes. Since Fang Qiuyao was very close to Hei Yan's body, she couldn't find a chance to make a move. Presumably, Heiyan also saw this, so he rushed straight forward without fear.

No matter how precious the body of pure karma is, it can't be compared to Ye Piaoling's life. Liu Wanyun's fingers trembled slightly, she was about to ignore Fang Qiuyao's life and death, and forcibly made a move.

At this time, Fang Qiuyao seemed to sense the murderous aura behind him, he unexpectedly turned around, and the dangerous and fierce sword blade passed by, and a bloody wound was cut on his left arm, but it also brought Liu Wanyun a chance to make a move.