Hu Xiaotian's heart was as cold as iron, and rushed forward without mercy. Wherever the rolling sword energy went, blood splattered everywhere, and the blockers were invincible. Dugu Yu was in a tough battle at this time. If he could break through the obstacles a moment ago, he might still have hope of equalizing the situation. If Dugu Yu was defeated and rushed over, he would die. Huangfu Ji was known as the leader of the four major sect leaders, so he was not an ordinary person? Even if the battle front was here, he was not his enemy. Therefore, Hu Xiaotian intended to choose the fastest route, no matter whether the enemy was dead or injured, anyway, the meeting would be a sword, and rush over first.

Suddenly, a strong wind roared like thunder. A stick monk who had met in the daytime threw his stick down fiercely. It was the enemy who was extremely jealous when they met. The attack was heavy and blocked the space for advancement. Hu Xiaotian was forced to stop, raised his sword and used the word "unload". The sword blade cleverly slipped, and removed the enemy's stick. The stick monk knew his power and had no hope of killing the enemy in one move. He left enough strength in advance when using the stick. When he fell, he immediately changed his move and swept across, agile and fierce, and did not give in. But seeing the cold light shining, another evil monk waved the shovel and attacked from the side, forming a clamping force...

Hu Xiaotian was wondering, where would Qinglong go to attract so many Buddhist masters, killing them endlessly, and driving them away? What secrets are hidden behind it? Monks pay attention to the purity of the six senses and being inseparable from the world. How could they be in harmony with Qinglong and plot against troubled times? With his ability, it was more than enough to deal with one and two, and it was too difficult to kill the two evil monks in the daytime. After all, the good luck of killing the two evil monks with swords during the day is no longer possible. Although they are anxious, they still have to move forward and return to the sword and guard them strictly. They fought fiercely with the two monks.

These two monks are proficient in authentic Buddhist masterpieces, with long internal strength and strong strength. Each move has been tempered and tried every move. They cooperated with each other and covered each other during offense and defense, and steadily suppressed Hu Xiaotian's momentum. Hu Xiaotian's short attacks were long and did not take any advantage, not to mention that his opponent also had the advantage of the number of people, with the long sword supporting the left and right blocking it. It was so embarrassing. Since he recovered his skills, he had never encountered such a frustrating situation. Even though his opponent was indeed strong and skilled in martial arts, he could

How can those who practice the World-Destroying Overlord Decision and Being Repelled easily? The stronger you are, the stronger you are. You are crueler and I am more cruel! The martial arts are fully activated, and they exhale and shout loudly: "Kill!!" With a trembling wrist, the broad-blade long sword moves suddenly change, and they use the "angry dragon-slashing claw" in the unique magic sect "Ten Axes of Dragon Slaying". The sword light flew, and two dazzling cold lights transformed into the air at the same time, hitting them left and right. Wherever the sword energy reaches, the space seems to be torn apart, making people feel invincible.

According to common sense, if a sword is slashed, it is impossible to attack two targets that are far apart at the same time. Therefore, among the two sword lights, one real and one virtual will be one real and one virtual. As long as the two monks can judge which sword is a virtual move, ignore it, and continue to cooperate with the attack, Hu Xiaotian will waste his energy. But he is said lightly. When the magic sect's unique skills are truly, when the murderous aura comes, the sword light is dazzling. Who dares to use his life to bet whether it is real or virtual? The two monks have not yet possessed the ability to see through the virtual and real sword technique. When the sword light is slashed, they are both terrified and unfold the strongest guardianship to protect their vital points.

The two monks fought each other and the momentum of joining forces was immediately defeated.

Hu Xiaotian was waiting for this moment, and the true energy was induced to reach its limit. The end of the long sword suddenly spit out a white sword light of more than a foot long, and it was like lightning.

The sword light sucked and spitted, and the phantom shattered.

When the long sword hit the middle section of the convenient shovel, the sword light flashed, and immediately cut a deep wound on the evil monk's left shoulder, and blood surged like a spring. Almost at the same time, he found that the stick monk who was trapped turned attack into defense, the stick broke out of the hole like a poisonous dragon, swept across Hu Xiaotian's waist. Hu Xiaotian's footsteps flashed rapidly, turned into tiger claws with his left hand, and slashed the end of the long stick into his arms, and cut the sword blade backwards and chopped towards the opponent's wrist. However, the injured evil monk in front of him was extremely brave, and his feet flew up in a row in his angrily shouted, kicking at his vital vagina, but he didn't give him a chance to deal with it calmly. Hu Xiaotian let go of the stick, retreated, and retreated, and a sword light flashed, and stabbed the evil monk in the leg. This time, he used retreat as an advance, completely eroding the enemy's combat power.

At this moment, the cold wind cut the surface and a hundred-sharp steel knife suddenly broke through the air and slashed, and the bitter murderous aura fell like ice water. Hu Xiaotian rushed over with a sword in time. With a sound of Mars, a face that looked like Gao Qingcheng appeared in front of him, and he shouted: "Slave Slave!"

The one who came out the sword was Yu Wen Zheng's personal guard, who was refined into a human-shaped puppet who only knew how to kill. He looked red in his eyes and stared at Hu Xiaotian. His sword technique was unfolded, and he did not stop at all. It was all a snatching attack. Where the sword energy passed, like the arrival of the frost, it made people stand up. As early as four years ago, the sword slave had a duel with Hu Xiaotian. With his extraordinary physical strength and strong sword technique, Hu Xiaotian was in a mess and was once on the verge of despair. Now he met again and fought again, the murderous aura emitted by his body was even more powerful than before. The blade slashed with the sound of wind and thunder, and the lethality was more powerful than three points!

However, Hu Xiaotian is no longer the Ameng of Wu. He danced his sword, defending and attacking, and sealed all the killer's killer's moves on the periphery. He took his busy eyes and saw Yu Wen Zheng watching the battle coldly, and his heart sank, secretly calling out. You must know that this sword slave is a pure combat puppet. Once the ferociousness occurs, he doesn't know any pain or fear. Even if he dies with you, he is fearless. In addition, the stick monk who is eager to take revenge, he is already at a disadvantage. If Yu Wen Zheng also joins the battle group, howls he has a chance of winning? I am afraid that he will be killed before he can rescue Dugu Yu. Before he finished his thoughts, the cold wind whistles, and Yu Wen Zheng sneered and waved his palm.

Yuwen Zheng did not recognize that the enemy in front of him was the adulterer who kidnapped Qin Ke'er. Seeing that the enemy's sword skills were strong and the sword slaves were difficult to break through, he was afraid that he would delay the night and dream more. He could shoot away without a sound. In fact, what he was best at was to fight with less, rely on his strength and be weak, and to do everything he could to win. If there was no need to fight with the masters.

Hu Xiaotian smelled the fishy smell in the palm wind, and knew that Yu Wen Zheng was using evil secret kung fu, but there was a knife slave on the front, and a stick monk was tangled and beaten on the side. It was not easy to escape from the two masters. He had an idea and used his left shoulder to force him to snatch it into the inside of the stick monk, and kicked his opponent's dantian. The stick monk sat down on his waist and decisively abandoned the stick. His arms were like a bolt to block his body, but Hu Xiaotian made a false move, and his foot was swirling and hiding behind him. The red-eyed knife slave didn't care about it. The knife light slashed and slashed straight towards the stick monk who blocked the road, and he never thought of him as an ally. The stick monk was shocked and bare-handed

How dare the empty-fisted sword? At the critical moment, he used the life-saving trick of the lazy donkey 18 rolling, and rolled to the ground. But he felt a pain behind his back, and had been scratched inexplicably, which made him grin and curse. The sword slave only knew the killing instructions mechanically and did not know how to distinguish the enemy and me. Anyone who blocked his pursuit target would be cut by him. Hu Xiaotian knew the puppet characteristics of the sword slave, so he used this to make them bite the dog and kill each other. The sword slave turned a deaf ear to the stick monk's yell, and his cold and numb face did not fluctuate at all. The blade flashed, and his murderous aura became stronger and stronger. The stick monk felt bored after scolding twice. He endured the pain and took up the falling stick, wandered and bounced outside, but refused to retreat to heal his wounds.

Seeing this, Yuwen Zheng was secretly angry and issued a command with strange syllables. He directed the knife slave to change directions and attacked Hu Xiaotian's right side, and he used his evil skills to "Fire Heart Palm" to focus on the left side of his opponent. The three of them attacked and killed Hu Xiaotian like a lantern, and the strong wind swept, and dust rolled in ten feet, like a tornado suddenly attacked.

Although Yuwen Zheng's reputation is not as good as Zhan Feng and Ji Haoming is famous, he is Ning Wufan's apprentice after all. He was cultivated by the first person in the evil way for many years. How could he be a weak person? Even if he faced Hu Xiaotian one-on-one, it would be difficult to decide the outcome within a hundred moves. A few months ago, the sword slave even slashed the top ten monks in the underworld. Although it was a trick, his lethality was unquestionable. Yuwen Zheng and the sword slave were in harmony, one was vicious and changeable, and the other was fierce and fierce. The master and slave cooperated to kill the enemy. The sword energy was cold and the palm power was vicious. Hu Xiaotian was immediately killed in danger and miserable.

Hu Xiaotian relied on his magical power with the heavenly eye power, and often flashed a killer move when he was unable to make it. Fortunately, the fire was dim at this time, and the eyesight of others except him was greatly affected, making it difficult to accurately capture his body. Otherwise, life and death would be divided into three or five moves! Life and death are only a line away. Without deliberate guidance, the blood in his body surging and stimulating, and the true qi began to show signs of communication and connection. By chance in the past, he was lucky to get the water yin essence, breaking through the first level of the ban on the true qi of the Nether God, and the world-destroying overlord was able to be upgraded to the eighth level. However, there are still six main meridians and eight extraordinary meridians in his body that are not connected, which means that it is more difficult to break through the second level and the third level of the ban. The moment of life and death is both a great test and an opportunity to break through the limit.

The true qi lock of the Nether God in Hu Xiaotian's body was arranged by Xuanzong himself, and Xuanzong had reached the innate realm. The prohibition he set implies the innate meaning. If he used conventional methods to rush the acupoints, there was basically no hope. You should know that the state of innate and acquired realm is extremely different, and there is an insurmountable gap between the two. Hu Xiaotian is far from among the innate ranks. If you want to resolve the prohibition set by Xuanzong, you either use the power of heaven and earth like before, or enter the artistic conception of nothingness and selflessness by challenging a strong enemy, abandon life and death, and break the deadlock with unintentional thoughts, and then you can get miraculous effects. Once he can successfully merge the true qi of Xuanzong, the benefits he gets are self-evident.

Faced with the irreconcilable enemy and thinking about the past hatred, Hu Xiaotian's murderous intention, fighting spirit, and fighting spirit burned to the top, reminding himself that he must not be defeated and that he must not repeat the humiliation of the past! He would rather die in battle than burn both jade and stone! He did not pay attention to the changes in the true energy in his body, and fought back with all his strength while defending his mind. The sword light was leaping across and out, and it was never destroyed.

Just talking about the will to fight to the end, Yuwen Zheng is a world of difference from his opponent. He never thought of fighting to the death. Therefore, he had several opportunities to severely damage the enemy, but he was afraid of being bitten back, so he let go of all the things that were gently removed. After fifteen or sixteen moves, Yuwen Zheng was impatient. He suddenly roared, his palms came out, and the offensive became tighter.

The sword slave heard the master's instructions and suddenly pulled out the bright soft knife hidden in his waist. He shook it in the wind and accidentally slashed at Hu Xiaotian's leg joints. Now the two swords were released at the same time. Even if Hu Xiaotian's sword skills were sophisticated, he couldn't help but sigh that his fists could not handle four hands! But when he saw the figures intertwined, the white light collided, and then a dull sound, Hu Xiaotian was slapped in the back by a palm, and he staggered out several steps, and his meridians were already injured.

The monk wandering around saw that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it. The tip of the stick shook and stabbed Hu Xiaotian on the side of his waist.

The force surged, and Hu Xiaotian rolled down along the long stick and swept across the ground, his sword swept across, blocking the killing moves that the sword slave followed one after another. The defeated elephant first appeared.

Yu Wen Zheng was overjoyed. His palms were like cracking a rock in his chest.

Bang! The palm force hit the ground and burst out a pit nearly meter-sized. Hu Xiaotian was like a dragon going out to sea, and he slipped into the air and stabbed the monk with all his strength, taking the strategy of avoiding the strong and attacking the weak and breaking them. The knife slave chased him like a ghost, and his two swords stormed the light of death and slashed at his back. As long as Hu Xiaotian hesitated a little, he would be the end of a corpse torn apart!

The stick monk also saw that this was the critical moment of life and death. He had a fierce attack and shouted loudly, and the long stick did not defend and counterattack, quickly stabbed Hu Xiaotian in the throat. The sword was short and the stick was long. He didn't believe that the other party could stab him first!

As soon as the long stick came out, Hu Xiaotian's mouth moved slightly, and suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a sharp blood arrow. He was hit hard just now, but he actually suffered a serious internal injury. The reason why he had been suppressing his blood and never vomited blood was to use this mouth of blood to deal with the enemy.

This attack was unique and unexpected. Moreover, the two were too close to each other. The stick monk could not dodge at all and was hit by the blood beads with internal force. His eyes suddenly stinged, and he could not see clearly what was ahead. Hu Xiaotian was short and he was hit by his horns, hitting the stick monk with his elbows, staggering in front of him, and just blocking the chase. But when the knife light flashed and blood splattered, the knife slave did not hesitate to cut the stick monk into three pieces, and with the blood rain and flesh all over the sky, he continued to slash like a god of killing in hell. Yu

Wen Zheng's mouth twitched, cursing with bad luck. He turned his arm and stumbled over. Hu Xiaotian only took a breath and fell into the enemy's attack. In a blink of an eye, he was hit with two palms and slashed. He was really injured inside and outside. His life was like a dangerous egg. Fortunately, he avoided the fatal part when he was hit by the knife, otherwise this knife alone would be enough to make him lose the power of resistance. Hu Xiaotian was sure that Yu Wen Zheng did not want to fight to the death. The sword slave lost his mental weakness and deliberately circled around Yu Wen Zheng to guerrillas. He often used the moves of death to force the other party to retreat and survive in death.

Yuwen Zheng was very troubled. Although he was determined to fight quickly, he realized that it was as difficult as the sky when things came to an end. When he was in a dilemma and was unable to ride a tiger, he suddenly saw a cold light flying on one side, and the man was overturned by a horse, and one sword was like entering a nobody's realm. He was actually a man in black wearing a bronze mask. Yuwen Zheng was so angry that his teeth were itchy, and he had the urge to curse. If this person had not been harassing him secretly and used various means to kill the disciples of this sect, which made the leader of Huangfu sect suspicious, how could Dugu Yu live to this day? In the final analysis, this man in black was the culprit that caused the entire plan to be difficult for childbirth!

Hu Xiaotian was overjoyed. This cold-hearted sworn brother couldn't bear to see him die for nothing. He put down his prejudice between black and white and resolutely drew his sword to help!

As Gao Qingcheng suddenly came and went a few days ago, like a divine dragon, no one in Baiyun Sect had really learned his strength. At this time, he arrived with a sword. When the sword light was swallowed and spit, all the blockers were killed with one sword, and the power of killing and destruction was even better than Hu Xiaotian. Yu Wen Zheng was so angry that he was shocked. Why did another master with excellent swordsmanship appear? Just looking at his destructive sword technique like the tide of the sea and the dazzling sword light, it was no worse than Ji Haoming. Could it be that the Xuanzong of the Demon Sect had not left behind in recent years and secretly trained two peerless swordsmen?

Yuwen Zheng was full of distracting thoughts, and as soon as he slowed down his hand, there was a flaw in the connection of moves. Hu Xiaotian took the opportunity to jump out and whispered loudly: "Yuwen Zheng is here!" He had long suspected that this sword slave had a blood relationship with Gao Qingcheng. If Yuwen Zheng drove him to be a slave, he would be hated by Gao Qingcheng to the core.

After Hu Xiaotian left, Gao Qingcheng hesitated for a while, and after considering his brotherhood, he quietly followed him invisibly. He saw the situation of the battle on the outside, and Hu Xiaotian was in danger of death. He could no longer suppress his anxiety and waved his sword to break the formation. He heard Hu Xiaotian call out loud, and he was happy and then angry. His murderous aura suddenly burst out, and he instantly rushed to Yuwen Zheng's side. The sword was cut down, and the strong wind was harsh!

The cold sword intent fell on its head, Yu Wen Zheng stood up, and he did not dare to block the sword with his flesh and blood. He flashed sideways, and his fingers swung, hundreds of fine needles shot out of his face. Gao Qingcheng sneered, and the long sword swung, and immediately shattered all the hidden weapons into pieces. Yu Wen Zheng knew it very well and immediately ordered the sword slave to turn around to meet the enemy, but he waved his palm to attack Hu Xiaotian.

When Gao Qingcheng met with Dao Nu, his whole person felt as if he was struck by lightning. The sword in his hand trembled. The smooth and terrifying sword technique stagnated and was almost injured by Dao Nu. Fortunately, he reacted very quickly, almost instinctively, returning to the sword block, fighting and retreating, and gently resolved the crisis. Gao Qingcheng looked at Dao Nu's insensitive and puppet-like appearance, and his heart hurt. He couldn't help but shed tears in his eyes. He suddenly roared to the sky, his hair was upside down, as if a dying beast made a roar of despair. The sword slave slashed with a crisp sound, breaking the steel knife of Dao Nu's right hand. Dao Nu didn't know what fear and retreat was, and he stepped forward, and his left hand soft knife flirted, but he still attacked. Gao Qingcheng made a wrong step, reversed the hilt of the sword, and poked the nude hole behind him. Dao Nu could not hold back, and immediately fell to the ground and could not move.

Yuwen Zheng glanced at the corner of his eyes and saw that the sword slave was restrained, and his scalp was numb. How dare he deal with these two masters of swordsmanship alone? He immediately swung his move and flew away.

How could Hu Xiaotian let him escape easily? He forced himself to raise his true energy and chased him hard, and he would like to kill him so quickly.
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