Boom!

The scimitar shattered into fragments that filled the sky.

Then countless fragments seemed to be stirred by inexplicable gravity. The fragments flying around were like sharp arrows shot out. With a whistling sound, all the other Mingjiao disciples rushing around were knocked to the ground. Blood, pain, screams,

This moment completely echoed in this town.

The man in white had a ferocious look on his face, his arms were tangled with muscles, sweat and blood mixed together.

His widened eyes were full of boundless killing intent.

It's a pity that this murderous intention and anger can't affect his current situation at all. It can't save him or help him.

The huge force continued to press down.

Holding the remaining hilt tightly in his hand, huge force came from the rough sword in front of him. The edgeless blade fell on his shoulder, and the bones in his whole body creaked under the pressure. Faintly, he

I even felt that the bones in my body had been pressed out of gaps and marks by this huge force.

This woman!

How can you be so strong!

Staring at the smiling woman in front of him with his eyes wide open, the veins on the man's forehead were exposed, and he couldn't help but let out an angry roar. He heard a bang, the stone slab under his feet shattered, and his knees weakened and he fell to his knees directly.

Two small holes were made there.

Push the golden mountain and knock down the jade pillar.

After all, the man in white could not withstand the force. His knees and bones, which had always been hard, could not withstand the power of the giant sword, and he was forced to kneel on the ground.

snort!

A muffled sound came from his mouth. He raised his head and the man in white gritted his teeth. Letting the blood flow from the corner of his mouth, he glared at the other person. He wanted the other person to know that no matter what situation he faced, he had to make the other person feel that.

The burning of the holy fire.

"Have some backbone!"

"It's a pity that you can't withstand my sword after all!"

Dugu Feng smiled like a big devil and looked at the man in white who was suppressed by the black iron giant sword in his hand, and asked: "Tell me, who is the leader or saint of your Ming sect? Where is she?"

"..."

The man in white glared at Dugu Feng, but had no intention of speaking. The woman in front of him was so beautiful, but so vicious, far inferior to the saint, let alone the leader. The saint and the leader were devoted to the world, but where could they go?

Is it something that the ordinary woman in front of me can compare to?

While feeling angry in his heart, the man in white couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva at the other party.

Even though Dugu Feng is as beautiful as a fairy, in the eyes of the man in white, she is just a pagan, like a red and pink skull.

Turn your head sideways.

He avoided the other party's saliva, but Dugu Feng's face didn't look good.

In this life, she has never seen anyone dare to spit at her. Even the arrogant Master Dao was not so arrogant. Her eyes focused, and the power of the black iron giant sword in her hand increased, and the crunch was clearly audible to the outside world.

The sound burst out from the body of the man in white, and the powerful force directly forced the man to lower his head and bend his waist.

Damn it!

He roared in his heart. But how could the man in white resist with all his blood? He could only watch helplessly and was suppressed by the power of the black iron giant sword. In the end, the whole man was almost lying on the ground, even his head was on the ground.

"Answer my question!"

Standing down from a high position, the black iron giant sword in his hand still did not relax its strength, making the people below him unable to breathe. Dugu Feng's face was as cold as ice, as cold as the unsheathed long sword behind him.

"Oh!"

"hehe!"

"How could I, Fang La, do such a traitorous thing? You are looking down on others!"

After the words fell, the man named Fang La laid his face against the ground. He was laughing and spitting out blood, and at the same time, a look of holiness and fanaticism appeared on half of his face. He murmured: "Burn my body,

Burning holy fire. What joy is there in life, and what pain is there in death? To eliminate evil for the sake of good, only for the sake of light, joy and sorrow, all return to the dust. Have mercy on me, the world, there are so many sorrows! Have mercy on me, the world, there are so many sorrows!"

After listening to these words, Dugu Feng's face became a little gloomy. He raised his head and glanced at the wounded Mingjiao disciples who were still chanting scriptures along with Fang La's voice. Dugu Feng felt this.

People are crazy.

They are more terrifying and more inciting than the disciples of Buddhism, Taoism and Demonism.

"Crazy!"

In the end, Dugu Feng could only sigh like this, and he didn't know whether he was talking about the Mingjiao disciples around him or others.

crazy!

upright!

heroic!

But it’s full of magic!

This is the Mingjiao in Dugufeng's eyes.

Contradictory and complex, yet simple and unified.

You say it is good, but it is bad at certain times. You say it is bad, but it is good. The Mingjiao in front of you is so complicated, just like a schizophrenic person who was once lonely.

Feng has not come into contact with anything. Although he knows some things, most of them are just from history, but now he has real personal contact.

At this moment.

Just when Dugu Feng was in a daze, a scolding voice came.

It was accompanied by a sharp whistling sound.

"Let go of Senior Brother Fang!"

The person who came was a woman who was also wearing white flame-patterned clothes, and she was accompanied by several Mingjiao disciples. After seeing the scene in front of her, she warned her at the same time, but she also took action at the same time. She directly took out a copy that was only available in the army.

Some crossbow arrows are aimed at Dugu Feng.

The arrow came out with a whistling sound.

even.

In this short distance, the speed of the sound of arrow rain is equivalent.

When he heard the sound, the crossbow arrow had already arrived not far away from Dugufeng's eyes.

"Um!!!"

With a scolding, Dugu Feng made no move to remove the black iron giant sword in his hand. He just turned slightly sideways and exposed the long sword on his back in front of the others. Suddenly, the arrow shot directly as if by coincidence.

It hit the scabbard, made a crisp ding sound, and then fell down.

He stretched his free left hand forward, flicked his fingers, and directly touched the tail of the arrow.

Suddenly——

The falling arrows seemed to be fired out again, even more horrifyingly than the speed they came from, shooting directly at the incoming person.

A muffled groan sounded.

The crossbow arrow in her hand fell to the ground. The woman in white covered her right hand with her left hand, and the crossbow arrow penetrated it. But in the blink of an eye, Dugu Feng disabled her right hand. But even so, the woman just covered her wrist. Her left hand was already

He touched the scimitar at his waist.

"Junior sister!"

Seeing this scene, Fang La finally stopped reciting the scriptures, but shouted with worry: "Be careful, don't force yourself, you are no match for this woman! Only the saint and the leader can subdue the other party!"

uniform?

Hahaha!

After hearing this, a smile appeared on Dugu Feng's face. To be honest, she really wanted to see the opponent's sword skills. In the past, it was not suitable, but now she no longer has such scruples.

"Girl, tell your leader or that saint, tell her that I will wait for her here! Otherwise..."

After saying that, he finally took the black iron giant sword from Fang La's body, danced an unsightly sword flower, and brought up strong winds. Then he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the black iron giant sword lay directly down.

It was inserted into Fang La's body on the ground.

"ah!"

As the woman screamed, she saw the giant sword grazing the bridge of Fang La's nose and falling directly, half of the sword body being submerged into the ground.

Even Fang La, who was lying below, could clearly smell the iron smell on the giant sword.

"Don't blame me for being cruel!"

Facing Dugu Feng's gaze, the woman could only grit her teeth. It was obvious that the other party had taken many people on her side as hostages. In order to prevent the other party from taking action, she could only accept her fate and leave. The other party's martial arts was too strong. The only person who could compete with him was

There is a saint and a leader.

And now that the leader is not here, we can only seek help from the Holy Lady.

With this thought in mind, the woman in white left with several others. Before leaving, she glanced at Dugu Feng with an angry look.
To be continued...