In the black mist, there was a series of sounds of blades intersecting, and the hearing of the supreme master was different from ordinary people, and he could even faintly hear one or two women's long whistles, and his face changed slightly, only Lu Bing knew that Mo Ye's sword was also sealed in Mo Ye's sword The thousand-year-old sword spirit, his expression was as usual, he nodded slightly, narrowed his eyes, but was silent.

Li Cangxing's right-hand wolf knife technique was as fast as a knife, and the black mist that was still foggy just now was slashed by his scorching dragon slashing knife qi, as if the morning dew met the sun's rays, and it evaporated in an instant, and the black heavenly silkworm true qi with a radius of two zhang was only four or five feet square in just a moment's effort, and the body of Yang Qionghua, who was originally shrouded in black mist, was also unmistakably revealed, she was still dizzy, and the broken arm of her left hand, A layer of black ice that was three inches thick had already formed, and there was no trace of blood on that beautiful face, and even a faint layer of black qi was shrouded.

Li Cangxing glanced at Yang Qionghua, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, the black battle qi that was four or five feet square was already Zhan Mubai's body protection silkworm true qi, and at this moment, this black qi was moving rapidly, with Zhan Mubai's screaming sound that was neither male nor female, making everyone who heard it feel impetuous for a while, and their blood was surging.

Li Cangxing made a tiger leap, jumped to Yang Qionghua's side, his left hand and five hands were opened, and they suddenly closed one by one, from a claw shape to a fist, dancing back and forth a few times, and drawing three circles in the air, two fast and one slow, were moving rapidly in the black air, and suddenly the green light flashed, and the sound of the sword roar matched with the unmistakable scream of Mo Ye. Like a terrible ghost howling at night, the elite disciples of various factions who were slightly lower in martial arts were present. All of them looked pained and hurriedly covered their ears. Luck fights against each other.

The thick black gas suddenly stopped moving, Zhan Mubai's roar was sheng, and a series of swords and blades struck each other, along the direction of the black qi's movement, kept ringing, every time it sounded, the black gas would take a step back, and the color of the black gas would also fade a point, on the ground on both sides of the black gas. The battle qi overflowing from this black gas will blow up small pits, and an inch thick black ice will soon form inside, and even a few earthworms and grasshoppers crawling in the pit will be frozen in an instant, and they will no longer be able to move.

Li Cangxing suddenly put away the dragon slaying knife, and used his fists and feet on the spot, sometimes the ape arm was relaxed, and sometimes the tiger claw was angry. Sometimes it is like flowing water, and sometimes it is like a mountain stop in the abyss, fast and slow, moving and quiet. It is full of masculine power, and there is no lack of feminine and soft entanglement, these authentic Wudang Liangyi swordsmanship moves. Even Xu Linzong couldn't help but nod his head slightly. I secretly profess in my heart.

More than a hundred moves passed, showing Mubai's black gas. As if he had been encircled by the Mo Evil Sword that kept drawing out the sword circle, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, he rushed left and right several times, trying to kill the siege of this aperture, but he couldn't get out at all, and he withdrew twenty-six big steps in a row along the direction of the retreat just now, and was forced to twenty zhang away, with Li Cangxing's sneer, the Mo Evil Sword suddenly burst into a green mang, and the black gas of Zhan Mubai evaporated alive, and it could be seen clearly in the circle. Covered in blood, the right hand holding the Ling Xiao Sword was already trembling, obviously on the verge of collapse.

Li Cangxing shook his head, his left hand was pulled in a circle, and the Mo Evil Sword quickly turned around Zhan Mubai's waist and abdomen, and then flew back upside down, Zhan Mubai almost in vain used the defensive sword technique of the secret battle in all directions, and barely maintained the black sword qi body protection ring that was only oppressed and tightly attached to his body, so as not to break it.

After the Mo Evil Sword retreated, Zhan Mubai only felt that the mountains were as heavy as the mountains, and the pressure of the sea was as turbulent as the waves, and suddenly dissipated into invisibility, like the feeling of being pressed on his chest like a 10,000-pound boulder, and finally lingered, he wanted to laugh, but when he opened his mouth slightly, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood blurted out, and his body was also shaky, and he quickly instinctively thrust the sword into the ground, and only then did he rely on the hilt of the sword, barely maintaining his body, although everyone present could see it clearly, Zhan Mubai had no strength to fight again, This battle was lost, but with a good face, as long as he didn't give a complete knockdown, he could still deceive himself into thinking that it was a draw.

Qu Caifeng's brows furrowed, the big red figure moved, and flew to Li Cangxing's side like lightning, bent down, looked at Yang Qionghua's mutilated body on the ground, stretched out her hand, and put it on Yang Qionghua's right wrist, almost not feeling any pulse, she raised her head, looked at Li Cangxing, sighed softly, shook her head, and stopped talking.

Li Cangxing said in a deep voice: "Zhan Mubai, although I always knew that you were a shameless villain, but I still didn't expect that you could be so vicious, so inhumane, in order to protect the authority of your Huashan head, even at the expense of killing your own junior sister and your de facto wife, it is really a shame to lose the face of the ancestors of the Huashan faction, are you a person like you also worthy of being called the right way?!" ”

Zhan Mubai breathed a little just now, forcibly suppressed the boiling blood in his chest, and finally could speak, he laughed, his face was hideous and terrifying, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Yang Qionghua, a traitor, has a brain in the water, and he actually wants to stand with you Li Cangxing and this demon girl, I, I am cleaning the portal, why not?" ”

Although Zhan Mubai's words are strong, according to the rules of martial arts, as the head of the sect, he does have the right to deal with the traitors in his sect, and outsiders are not allowed to interfere, and it is precisely because of this that everyone in the Emei faction just now could not step forward to help, as long as he moved, it meant that he would not only be the enemy of the Huashan faction, but also break the rules of the rivers and lakes, and he was on Qu Li's side, so he could only look at Li Cangxing, who had almost become an enemy, with a complicated mood, saving Yang Qionghua, the former Emei sisters.

Li Cangxing spat heavily on the ground: "I, Zhan Mubai, you also have the face to talk about cleaning up the portal?" If you really want to clean up, the first thing that should be cleaned up is you, a monster who is neither male nor female! ”

Zhan Mubai's eyes widened: "Bastard, wolf, you, you, you have to talk nonsense here, bad my reputation." ”

Li Cangxing sneered: "Zhan Mubai, I think that everyone worked together to fight against demons and joined forces back then, and they have always kept this unsightly secret for you, and since you are so shameless today, there is no need for Lao Tzu to hide this secret anymore, let's take a look between the legs of the head of Zhanda!" (To be continued.) )