Ning Hongyu, who chose to attack, was finally noticed by the two masked people, so he flew up without hesitation, and the demon sword in his hand suddenly waved like a full moon.

Ning Hongyu knew very well how powerful these two people were, so he tried his best.

Her towering chest trembled with the force. The air twisted as the blade passed, forming a broken turbulent flow. The sword in front of her was already a strange red.

The two masked men changed their figures in a flash, and they pushed the Changqin with four hands almost at the same time!

The sound of the piano like a big bead falling from a jade plate suddenly became high.

A whistling fist and leg shadow appeared in the air.

They leak out through the sound of the piano, like a flood of beasts, extremely dense.

The bright sword light that Ning Hongyu waved became dim with the naked eye. A dense tremor came from the blade, which was the force of countless punches and feet hitting the blade.

Ning Hongyu, who had a strong offensive, could only turn off attack to defense and quickly crossed his sword.

Crackling!

It was like the sound of a large number of firecrackers being ignited in an instant during the Chinese New Year.

The strange blade body suddenly tilted and bent into a slightly exaggerated arc.

Ning Hongyu was shocked and flew backwards. After landing, it continued to slide on the ground, forming a considerable gully.

The arms and white legs on the masked man twisted, as if two strange-shaped people were dancing happily.

They teased their hands on the strings again, and they were about to attack Ning Hongyu who was sweeping back, but there was a burst of "Hahaha!" laughter.

The crazy laughter was like thunder, as if it was a distance, but it was brought closer in an instant.

The two masked men were also masters among the masters, and they immediately realized that it was the result of the laughing man who quickly pulled the distance closer.

They reacted very quickly, and their figures intertwined, forming an "X" shape, turning their direction like the wind, and began to play against Ji Que's running wild position.

Ji Que suddenly jumped up lightly, and there were fists and footprints on the ground under his feet.

The flowers of rebirth were broken, and the soil had collapsed, and the smoke and dust were floating up.

This is enough to show how fast and insidious the fist and foot force activated by these two masked men through the sound of the piano.

Smack sex!

Ji Que's body was constantly changing, with afterimages behind him, and the ground and even the air around him were shattered one after another.

But even so, he was still approaching the other party.

The closer you get to the two masked people, the more rapid the sound of the piano becomes, and the whistling force of the fists and feet becomes more intense.

At this moment, among the hundreds of thousands of punches and feet, a hidden force suddenly came, and he instinctively felt danger.

Ji Que chose to block his arms, but Qian Ji Jian on his wrist took a step ahead of him and blocked him.

A thud sound was like a morning bell on the evening drum.

Qianji Jian rolled and flew away like a falling leaf, or like a woman who sacrificed herself to press a grenade for her lover and was then blown away.

Ji Que was even a little moved.

As a result, the next moment, he slid sharply and caught the other party back.

Afterwards, Ji Que shook left and right again and rushed forward, but there was a bright sword light in his hand.

The sword light and the fist shadow collided, making a roar.

At this moment, Ji Que suddenly made a slippery shovel, and while avoiding a round of punching and kicking, he shot out a string of "bead arrows".

The Qianji sword in his hand broke and turned into a flying arrow, either fast or slow, up or down, or as calm as a lady from a family, or as crazy as a leaping up and down, and rushed towards the two masked people one after another.

Cong! Cong! Cong! Cong! Cong!

The hands of the two masks are getting faster and faster, while the sound of the piano becomes more and more high and rapid, and there is even a faint sound of tearing.

At the same time, countless water droplets fell on their arms and legs on their masks.

These water droplets are the sweat they secrete, and when they shake off, they evaporate into mist.

The Qianji sword shot out was ejected back, bringing more powerful fist and leg strength.

Ji Que picked up two broken swords casually, waved his hands, and twisted his butt, avoiding and dissolving the fist and leg strength like a yangko dance.

A brilliant spark bloomed in the air, which was the collision between the two broken swords in Ji Que's hand and the murderous fists and feet.

On the other hand, Chen Laoshi, who had been planning to attack and kill people during this stalemate, suddenly looked at somewhere in the darkness.

There was a shadow moving in the darkness, which made him feel the danger, so he looked at the other person with caution.

The roles of both sides have appeared one after another, and Chen Houshi has returned to the role of the storm.

At this time, Ji Que here had already twisted his waist and approached the two masked men.

He felt as if he was in a dangerous storm, and would be torn to pieces at any time.

But he was also very excited, like a trendsetter riding the wind and waves, constantly challenging the storm.

Standing here, he could already see the hands and feet on the faces of the two masked people through the twisted air.

"combine!"

Ji Que shouted loudly, put his hands together and pointed forward!

The "Qian Ji Broken Swords" that had been scattered before jumped up one after another, and with his finger, they merged again.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

When each piece of the broken sword merges, it will emit an orderly metal collision sound and burst out with terrifying power.

When the last part of Qianji sword merged successfully, the violent sword energy had already penetrated the dense fist and leg strength and smashed it over.

The masks on the two of them were shattering and emitting a wave of clear light.

This mask should be some kind of magic weapon that can compete with Ji Que's sword energy.

But this confrontation could not last too long, because there were cracks and broken blood on their faces.

At this time, the bodies of the two masked people suddenly changed again, returning from the "X" shape to the form of standing side by side.

At the same time, the long piano in front of them rotated and crossed to the right.

There, a bright sword light suddenly became extremely bright.

With a bang, the demon sword and the Changqin collided, the strings broke, the body of the piano was cracked, and the two masked people were rushed by Ji Que's sword energy and Ning Hongyu's sword, and they immediately flew out like a broken kite.

Bang! Bang!

The two fell to the ground, covered in blood.

"Hahaha!"

Hearing Ji Que's crazy laughter, the two of them tightened at the same time. The man on the left thud dragged a blue figure out of the soil, and shouted: "Don't come over!"

There, Xue Linghua was held in her hand by the man on the left, looking weak, helpless and pitiful.

Ji Que and Ning Hongyu then realized that although the masks of the two were broken, their hands and legs were still on their faces.

To put it another way, the mask is just a disguise, and they already have hands and legs full of faces.

Now the two of them are covered with wounds and are no longer able to face Ji Que and Ning Hongyu who seem to be fine, so they can only take out the hostage to threaten them.

Seeing that Xue Linghua was still alive, Ji Que and Ning Hongyu were all happy on their faces.

"Don't come over, I'll break her head when I come over again!"

Ji Que quickly raised his hands and said, "Don't be excited, don't be excited!"

The man with legs on his face suddenly looked at somewhere on the ground and shouted, "Don't think about playing tricks!"

There is Qianji Jian lurking among the flowers.

The other party couldn't help but jammed Xue Linghua's neck tighter and shouted: "You have to waste your hands, otherwise she will die!"

As a result, at this moment, Qian Ji Jian accelerated violently and turned into a phantom.

Two bangs, blood mist filled.

"You dare!"

The sword body pierced the hearts of the two of them, but they were still not dead. So Qianji Jian waved his tail and wanted to cut their heads again.

At this moment, the sword body actually swung its tail and stabbed Xue Linghua's temple.

With a crisp sound, Qian Ji Jian was slapped by Xue Linghua, like a falling leaves.

Xue Linghua's eyes had turned green and her hair turned green.

She looked at Ji Que and said angrily: "Why!"

Ji Que responded: "We have long thought you have a problem."

“What’s the problem?”

"You are too enthusiastic and too coincidental, and you happened to pick up the token from the foreign body, which made me feel more cautious."

"In the afternoon, when I chased it there, I only saw a pool of blood, which should be your blood. Or, what you want to show us is your blood. But why don't you have any obvious wounds on your body now?" Ji Que asked.

"Don't doubt it, I'm very professional in terms of injury."

Ning Hongyu walked over and stood side by side with Ji Que, saying.

"Then maybe you made a mistake, or they cured me." Xue Linghua said.

"There is a possibility, but I won't be stupid enough to exchange our lives for it. They want us to use our own hands, but I can't do it." Ji Que said calmly.

"Even if I die?"

Xue Linghua's hair has turned completely green, and her whole body is covered with a layer of evil spirit.

No, or, in other words, divinity.

There was no unnecessary emotion in her eyes.

"I really hope that you will always be that warm and kind little sister. I still hope to save you until the last moment, even if you have many doubts. Unfortunately, I am not a person who can be threatened." Ji Que replied.

"If you are really a good person and you die because of this, we may feel guilty, but fortunately you are not, so we are very happy."

As he said that, Ji Que and Ning Hongyu's heads collided with each other and showed a happy smile.

"Interesting, interesting."

Xue Linghua stepped forward and said, "You are indeed suitable to have children."

Ji Que frowned and said, "You created that baby just now?"

A fanatic mood suddenly appeared in Xue Linghua's cold eyes, and she smiled and said, "I have been observing you for a long time. I haven't seen such a perfect ovary for a long time. The child you gave birth to you will definitely be perfect."

Ning Hongyu said in confusion: "But I am a woman."

Xue Linghua opened her hands, her long green hair fluttered automatically without wind, and said, "There is no difference between men and women in me?"

At this time, Chen Zhen came over and said, "What about me?"

"The smelly old man looks so ugly, get out!" Xue Linghua replied.

"My fuck!"

Chen Laoshi was so angry that he jumped straight into the foot.

The next moment, Xue Linghua's hands were pressed on the heads of the leg face man and the hand face man.

A blue light penetrated their heads, and their arms and legs were twisting on their faces.

"superior!"

Chen and the other two launched an attack without any hesitation!

Everyone can see that this woman is healing them.

With a bang, Xue Linghua and the two of them sank into the soil, at an extremely fast speed.

Chen Laoshi's natal sword followed and trembled in an instant.

The vibration of the sword body swept through the soil and rocks in the ground, quickly capturing two figures.

Wait, there is one more!

With a bang, a black sword emitting colorful glaze pierced out from the ground and hit his head.

The sword is very thick, long and black. If this sword is stabbed, the point where the sword tip is thicker than Chen Laoshi's head.

Facing this sword with a faint thunder sound, Chen Laoshi just turned his head and looked at it without blinking.

A clear sword sounded, like the sound of a clear spring flowing through the sword edge. His natal sword came first and went straight out.

The gray hair in front of Chen Laoshi's forehead floated for a moment, and the sword force rose with the others.

The natal sword collided with the black sword, and the brilliant sparks bloomed, the natal sword body trembled, and the colorful glass light around the black sword dimmed a lot, as if it was a lamp blown by the wind.

Papa, the sword body was trembling with cracks and continued to spread.

The figure behind the sword stretched out his neck, and while jumping out of the soil layer, he retreated, revealing a face full of hands with his eyes full of cracks.

This face is now glowing green, and it has become much bigger, and his body is also growing bigger.

At this moment, the man with a hand face had become as tall as a god, and he couldn't help but yell: "Die!"

As soon as the word sounded like thunder, Chen Laoshi had already jumped into the air and kicked the sword hilt of his natal sword.

Then a thunderous explosion sounded, and the black sword suddenly suffered such a heavy blow. The thick, black and long sword body could not bear it and was shocked to fly away, just like a black thunder.

The colorful glass light on the black sword disappeared in an instant. Because the sword body flew too fast in reverse, a brilliant flame jumped on the sword body, and a gray turbulent flow dragged out from the tail.

Facing the whistling sword back, the tall man with his arms snorted coldly and took a step forward, as if he didn't take it seriously at all.

As soon as he copied it, the roaring flying sword was copied in his hand, and he made it lightly.

But this freehand picture lasted only two seconds. After two seconds, his tall body as big as a hill leaned back and was dragged back by the black sword. Until his pants were worn out and his white butt was exposed, he stopped his figure.

When he got up in panic, the figures of Chen Laoshi and the other two had already been lost in his vision.

As a result, at this moment, he suddenly felt a strong wind coming, and he couldn't help but block it with his hands, but unfortunately he didn't block it.

A thud of thunder was like a morning bell and evening drum. At some point, Ji Que had already arrived at him and hit his abdomen with a knee.

So the man bowed his body, the flesh on his belly collapsed and spread, and his two eyeballs protruded out, as if they were about to leave their eye sockets.

The arms on the face were dancing wildly, which meant that the meaning was very obvious.

It hurts, it hurts too much!

Before he could react, Ning Hongyu's demon sword slashed over again.
Chapter completed!