Gu Liubai did not use the sword technique of Canglang Sword Sect or the body technique of Canglang Sword Sect. He just used the light body technique passed to him by Lan Yufeng, deliberately seemed a little clumsy and bent down to pounce.
The pillar of fire rushed past his back, burning his back with a stinging pain.
"The group of cultivators under Qilian Canglan have their own strengths. This person is spitting out fire like a trick in the world, and his power is not weak. He can't even resist the Xuan Armor when he squirts in person in the battle formation."
Gu Liubai secretly claimed to be stranger. At the same time, he slapped his hands on the water surface, and the waves blew up and exploded. His figure swayed in the water vapor, like a ghost for a moment. Huang Huang finally saw his figure, and the qi gushed in his mouth, and another pillar of fire hit Gu Liubai. Unexpectedly, with a sneer under his feet, the raft suddenly moved. He was unstable, and the spewed fire column suddenly tilted, and a large pool of flames exploded on the lake.
Huang Huang's reaction was not slow either. He knew that this man was extremely calm when fighting, and he didn't know what method he used to break the raft under his feet. The fire column spurted in his intuition, and his intuition was not good. The true energy in his body surged wildly. His whole body simply rushed forward and rushed towards the lakeside.
In the light of his eyes, he saw Gu Liubai rushing over, raised his right hand and pretending to throw something out. He immediately held his breath and focused his mind, preparing to dodge. However, Gu Liubai just raised his right hand, and his hand was empty. His left hand seemed to move, but a crack appeared in the water vapor.
He felt a chill on his feet and ankles, as if a pair of shoes were falling down, and his body felt much lighter. But when he saw clearly that the thing that fell down was his feet. The moment the blood gushed out from his ankles, he let out a heart-wrenching scream of horror.
At this time, Chen Yaoshi had already rushed out of the woods. His feet had just stepped onto the sand and stones by the lake. Seeing this scene, the poisonous smoke from his nostrils rushed out more than ten feet away.
At this time, he didn't think that Gu Liubai had a strong cultivation level. He had only one thought in his mind, "What kind of knife is this person using? Why is it so evil?"
Huang Huang fell to the ground. He was not used to not having any soles of his feet. His two ankle wounds were stuck on the ground. He didn't feel the pain before, but he screamed only when he was frightened. At this time, the wound pierced countless thick gravels, and he suddenly howled in pain.
Yang Fuan, who was floating in the air, turned pale when he heard this scream. In this situation of siege, he was mainly responsible for the real-time transmission of the battle situation. According to the logic, he had to shout out the names of the dishes like the chefs in the restaurant, and he had to shout out loud whatever dishes were served.
But now in a blink of an eye, Xiao Heilang broke his hand and Huang Huang broke his feet, but he couldn't shout it out.
How to shout?
Could it be that Xiao Heilang was cut off in one hand! Huang Huang's soles were also cut off!
What the hell is this a comparison of who has lost how much of the object on his body?
Gu Liubai cut off Huang Huang's feet with one knife and smiled at Xiao Heilang again.
Xiao Heilang grabbed his wrist with one hand and tried his best to stop the bleeding. He was already scared. Seeing Gu Liubai smiling at him, he screamed in horror, turned around and jumped into the water behind him.
"You guy, I'll see you, but if you don't kill you, why are you running?"
Gu Liubai laughed and suddenly felt that he didn't seem to be elegant enough to speak like this, not like what aristocratic young masters would say at such a time. He thought about the pretended appearance of those aristocratic young masters when they went out, and then he sighed to himself, "The practitioners of Fufeng County are just like this."
"Master Chen, let's go side by side!"
At this time, Changzhaike didn't care whether he was elegant or not. After shouting at the terrified yaoshi Chen, who was still thrilling with his hands, he waved his sleeves, and a fluffy willow leaf flying knife wrapped in the strong wind, flying towards Gu Liubai.
Gu Liubai frowned. If he did not hide his cultivation, these flying knives would naturally be worth mentioning. But the flying knives now gave him a headache. He could only rush towards the willow tree lying horizontally in the water and use the branches of the willow tree to block the flying knives.
Gu Liubai's choice made Huang Xinshu next to Changzhaike slightly relieved. He concluded that Gu Liubai was less than the seventh grade, but the soft knife in his hand was strange.
He immediately shouted at Yang Fuan who was floating in the air, "Yang Fuan, this person is less than the seventh rank. Please call Chen Shaohu over quickly. We join forces and we will definitely take him down."
Yang Fuan then shouted, "Brother Shaohu, this person is less than the seventh rank and has been entangled by Brother Huang and Brother Chang! Come here quickly, you will definitely be able to capture him easily!"
Gu Liubai flipped over the willow tree, shrank his body and ran away. Seeing his posture, Chang Zhaike, Huang Xinshu, Chen Yaoshi instantly threw the two people with broken hands and feet behind his head, just trying to beat the dog in the water.
"Do you want money to use this flying knife? How many flying knife do you have on your body? I can't use it?" Gu Liubai seemed anxious at this time and cursed.
Yangfu An was proud of his flying knife. His flying knife was extremely thin, and his clothes were covered with mezzanine and inner armor, which was endless for a while. Listening to Gu Liubai's immediate answer, he smiled and said, "As long as you catch you, you don't know how many taxis of flying knife you can get."
"Then try to catch me?"
Gu Liubai suddenly laughed, he suddenly turned around and rushed towards him and Huang Xinshu.
Yang Fuan didn't expect that his recoil would all fall behind Gu Liubai. Then Gu Liubai rushed to the left side of his body and fell to the ground. He waved his sleeves. The flying knife had just spewed out of the cuff. Gu Liubai bounced it, but it instantly rushed to the other side. At the same time, his hands also shook out a bun of sand, directly attacking the faces of Yang Fuan and Huang Xinshu.
Huang Xinshu stretched out his hand and waved his true energy directly blowing all the sand and soil. He saw the clue, "The ground knife is a trick in Du Kang's sword technique. This person is probably the son of the Lu family of Fanyang!"
When he made a sound, Yang Fuan in the air immediately cried out, "This man used the Du Kang sword technique to use the trick, probably a child of the Lu family in Fanyang!"
But as soon as his voice started, Gu Liubai rolled on the spot again, and instantly bounced up, and had arrived in front of Changzhaike and Huang Xinshu.
Changzhaike was already panicked and directly shrank behind Huang Xinshu.
Huang Xinshu didn't move. With a snorkeling, a red sword light flew up from his sleeve, piercing Gu Liubai's throat.
This sword light was as fast as a meteor, and the timing of the move was extremely accurate. It was when Gu Liubai used his back to exert force and bounced up all of his power. He was about to exert force on his waist, abdomen and legs to change his body position, but he was unable to exert force.
Chen Yaoshi, who was not far away, could see clearly and cheer in his heart. He felt that Gu Liubai could not escape this sword.
Gu Liubai seemed to be unable to avoid it, but he just lowered his head slightly.
"Ah, retreat!"
However, at this moment, he shouted loudly and a dark and heavy evil aura suddenly erupted from his mouth.
With a sound, the evil spirit was like the substance, bounced the red sword aside.
Huang Xinshu was stunned.
At this moment, several thoughts broke out in his mind.
A method of evil spirits!
He is worthy of being a top-level clan, but he still cultivates such powerful aura.
But this Qi Sha was able to spread his magic sword, and its strength was amazing, which shows that it took a lot of effort to cultivate it for a long time.
But with such a method of aura, why not just use it directly to deal with Changzhaike?
Such anger is not a problem, spraying two or three feet away is not a problem.
Why did you make yourself run away from the water, and roll around on the ground, so embarrassed?
He has been pretending for so long and risking being hit by a flying knife. His real goal is actually himself?
Huang Xinshu has good knowledge and his mind can also be quickly turned.
But while these thoughts flashed through his mind, his neck was already a little cold.
After all, he is a seventh-level practitioner. In his perception, a blade came like the wind and swept across his neck instantly.
"This boy is so calm and scheming against the enemy. The top-level clan's young master is indeed beyond our ability."
At this moment, Huang Xinshu still did not realize Gu Liubai's true cultivation. He just felt that Gu Liubai was hiding a qi-killing method, and the soft knife in his left hand was strange, so he was defeated and died.
"I'm afraid they are the children of the Lu family in Fanyang!"
When bloodlines appeared around his neck, Yang Fu'an's words had just finished speaking in the air.
At this time, two practitioners had just walked out of the forest on one side. One of them was a man in his thirties wearing a white shirt and a long sword with a white sheath. The true energy formed auspicious clouds under his feet. This man flew very fast, which was exactly what Huang Xinshu mentioned before, Chen Shaohu, a seventh-grade sword master.
Huang Xinshu looked at Chen Shaohu helplessly.
Just a glance, his head slid off his neck.
Chang Zhaike watched Huang Xinshu's head slide down, and he was so scared that he couldn't move.
"Ah, retreat!"
Gu Liubai breathed a breath at him very simply.
The dragon flame has long been lost outside, and has been included in the classics of the Depravity View. It has been turned into his mother's hands, fell into Lan Yufeng's hands, and passed to him, Jiang Ziyan and others. People outside have long known this secret technique, and he has not used it in public in Chang'an, so when he is used at this time, he is not afraid that anyone will associate this thing with the famous Gu Daoshou.
Chang Zhaike was froze, his face was sprayed all of a sudden, and his bone chips and flesh suddenly collapsed, and he seemed to be unable to survive.
Gu Liubai sighed, "What's the use of flying knives? The most miserable thing is that the flying knives have not been used up yet and there is no one."
Chen Shaohu's quick figure stopped. He looked at the headless Huangxin Tree in disbelief, looked at Changzhaike with a broken face, and looked at Yang Fuan in the air with an extremely speechless look.
"Brother Shaohu, this person is less than the seventh rank and has been entangled by Brother Huang and Brother Chang! Come here quickly and you will definitely be able to capture him easily!"
Yang Fu'an's voice was still echoing in his ears.
But now Brother Huang and Brother Chang have already traveled to the West.
Can you definitely capture him easily?
Not far away, Xiao Heilang, who lost a hand, had just lifted Huang Huang back.
Huang Huang just patted Xiao Heilang on the back and urged Xiao Heilang to catch up with the young man, and he wanted to spit out fire and chase the dog.
But Xiao Heilang had not moved yet, and Changzhaike and Huang Xinshu, who were originally beating the dog in the water, died.
Huang Huang's palm fell on Xiao Heilang's back again.
With a bang, Huang Huang came to his senses, "What are you still standing there? Run!"
Xiao Heilang subconsciously took a step forward, thinking that something was wrong, Huang Huang was brave enough, and this made me go up and spit out the fire, but I couldn't go up and die.
Chapter completed!