Seeing that this Martial King was about to make a move on his side, Xiao Yong quickly ran towards a tree below him.

"Boom!" a tree behind him was uprooted and fell backwards.

Xiao Yong rose up and slapped his palm towards King Wu. Taking advantage of the fact that his old strength has been out, and the new move has not been successful, it is a good time to attack.

"Bang!" King Wu stepped back, Xiao Yong fell to the ground again, and retreated three steps backwards.

This Martial King was not the Martial King he had met before, and his speed was much faster than before, and although Xiao Yong's palm caught him off guard, it still didn't cause him much trouble.

The two stopped and retreated, continuing to rush towards each other.

"Huh!" a sword light swung away, rushing towards the Martial King in the air.

The Martial King retreated, and kept waving his palms and slapping them, slapping away the sword light.

"Huh!" another sword light chased after the Martial King.

"Huh!" "Huh!" Xiao Yong jumped into the air, the big sword kept waving, and the people kept attacking towards the Martial King.

One move is passive, one move is passive. King Wu may have underestimated Xiao Yong at first, or maybe he was caught off guard by Xiao Yong's sudden slash, but now he can only retreat continuously and defend passively.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to dare to confront King Wu with two more hits. Earlier, the Martial King turned around and slapped a palm at Xiao Yong.

At a distance of fourteen or fifteen zhang, Xiao Yong has fourth-level skin and tendons, and the palm wind slapped by the Martial King will not have any impact on Xiao Yong at all, he didn't pay attention to it, but just swung his knife and quickly approached the Martial King in front of him.

Five zhang, four zhang, three zhang, two and a half zhang, two zhang.

"Bang!" Xiao Yong suddenly came close to a zhang, and the palm wind of the Martial King helped him speed up by half.

"Ah!" the Martial King in front of him screamed miserably, and quickly fell to the ground. Broken shoulder blades, broken collarbones.

Just when he was a zhang, Xiao Yong threw out an electric talisman and a sword talisman, which paralyzed it for a moment, and then was stabbed by the sword talisman and slashed with the knife.

Xiao Yong secretly sighed that it was a pity, the Martial King in front of him was caught off guard, why wasn't he like this? The left hand hurriedly threw out two talismans, causing the strength of the right hand to swing the knife much weaker, otherwise it could have been at least cut off the left shoulder.

The Martial King in the rear rushed quickly, not directly towards Xiao Yong, but flew over the Martial King, "King Zhang, is the problem big?"

Zhang Wang covered his left shoulder, raised his head and said, "King Zhuang, this kid has two strokes, there should be something like an electric talisman, and his knife skills are also very good, you have to be careful." ”

Xiao Yong of the Zhuang Dynasty looked over, "Very good! It can actually hurt a martial king in a sneak attack." Although it's very good, you made a mistake and shouldn't hurt Zhang Wang. ”

Xiao Yong said lightly, "You are really a joke, if I hurt the Martial King, it is a sneak attack, and it is normal for you to win those Martial Monarchs." If you have the ability, you suppress the realm level to the late stage of the Martial Monarch, and those people can torture and kill you in minutes!"

King Zhuang said indifferently, "It's a pity that I am the Martial King, if you have the ability, you can also bully and bully those Martial Monarchs after you advance to the Martial Queen." ”

Xiao Yong smiled, "I'm not as shameless as you! To deal with you, my current realm level is enough." You don't have any other skills, you can only bully those very ordinary martial artists. ”

Zhang Wang is now injured, Xiao Yong's plan has completed the first step, as long as it is not two Quansheng Martial Kings, he is still sure that he will not lose.

Zhuang Wang was a little stimulated by Xiao Yong's words, and flew at great speed, and slapped it out with one palm at the same time.

"Bang!" The two sides quickly retreated, Xiao Yong retreated three zhang, and King Zhuang retreated more than one zhang.

King Zhang's basic skills are very solid, and King Zhuang's strength is much greater than that of King Zhang.

King Zhuang didn't want to give Xiao Yong a chance to ventilate, and Xiao Yong was also looking for him to ventilate.

"Huh!" a sword light swung away, heading straight for King Zhuang's face, like a bolt of lightning.

"Ding!" "Ding!" "Ding!"

A sword appeared in King Zhuang's hand, only to see a piece of sword light, and kept smashing the sword light and splitting it away; while he was smashing the sword light, he also slashed a sword towards Xiao Yong, which was also a sword intent, a sword light ten zhang long.

"Ding!" "Ding!" "Ding!"

Xiao Yong wielded the flower knife, the needle could not be inserted, the water could not be splashed, that is, the air was squeezed out, and the sword light that hit was constantly split and knocked away, and they rushed to the ground, and the ground was poked out of deep holes.

"Damn, I can't see it, the basic skills of these two people are still very solid, much stronger than those martial kings I have seen in the past, it seems that Hua Yuzong's background is really good. Xiao Yong was surprised by the combat experience and ability of the two, which was beyond his previous knowledge of the Martial King.

In the past, the martial kings he fought were some miscellaneous armies, and compared with the real martial kings, it was like a professional martial king versus an amateur martial king; This involves the abundance of Yuan Li, and also relates to the level and familiarity of the exercises.

King Zhuang's strength is obviously a little stronger than King Zhuang, and when he competes with Xiao Yong for sword intent and sword intent, he can still free his hand to attack, so that Xiao Yong can't chase and fight, and he won't end up in the same field as King Zhang.

Two clusters of light encircled the two people, and outsiders could only see that the two lights were constantly approaching, and from time to time there was light shooting out from one of them and hitting the other, the speed was so fast, it looked so thrilling; when it touched the opposite group of light, it made a "ding" sound, like a mortal setting off fireworks, and the broken light was scattered. The flowers and trees around were unlucky, branches kept falling, leaves fluttering, and the trees near the two clumps of light were already bare and had only one trunk full of small holes.

Zhang Wang sat on the ground from a distance, watching Xiao Yong's performance, his face was full of solemnity, and he had this bigger suit in his heart, but when he killed the young sect master of Haoyun Sect, he slapped Hua Yuzong in the face, and he could only suppress him with all his might, regardless of whether he was a real demon or not.

Xiao Yong became more and more excited the more he fought, his flower knife had not been used for a long time, and he did not smile and said that the sword light used today turned out to be a good means to defend against the enemy, "It seems that in the future, it is necessary to complicate simple moves, and in the case of inferior strength to the other party, the combination of moves can make you more invincible." ”

King Zhuang is now more and more depressed, in the early stage of a martial king, in the middle of a martial monarch on the other side, not to mention that he injured his companions, but also beat himself, the first combat force of Hua Yuzong, so that he could not attack, and could only attack intermittently, and the other party showed no signs of retreat.

"Ding!" The two sides exchanged short battles, swords intersected, the light suddenly dispersed, and the two appeared clearly in the air.

"Jingle bell!" the two sides slashed and stabbed rapidly, spinning rapidly in the air.

Xiao Yong didn't dare to let King Zhuang stay away, if he stayed away, he might stab out sword light; King Zhuang didn't dare to let Xiao Yong stay too far away from him, once he stayed away, he might emit sword light.

Once the sword intent and sword intent are issued, whether you master an artistic conception or not, it is a very troublesome thing, unless your artistic conception is stronger than that of the other party.

"Wow!" Xiao Yong slashed at King Zhuang, King Zhuang went to the side, and his backhand was a sword.

"Ding!" Xiao Yong of the Zhuang Dynasty stabbed out a sword, Xiao Yong slashed with a big knife, and then rushed forward.

"Jingle Bell!" "Ding Bell!" "Ding Ding Dong!" "Ding Ding Dong!" On the top of the mountain, except for the slight sound of the wind, it is the crisp sound of weapons intersecting.

The two of them moved quickly, the offensive and defensive transitions were extremely fast, and the wind driven by the battle between the two of them shook the bare trees slightly.

Li Jingyi was stunned, she didn't notice that two of the three trees in front of her were almost bare, and the one she was hiding in was also half-bald, and she was already clearly under the noses of Xiao Yong and Zhuang Wang.

Xiao Yong could only attack violently, trying to remind Li Jingyi. But at this time, she had completely entered the battle comprehension of the two, and just stood behind the tree blankly, staring at the top with empty eyes, without any reaction.

At this time, Xiao Yong didn't even dare to cough, coughing meant that the strength in his hands would be reduced, it was a distraction, and in a battle of this intensity, it was fatal.

Xiao Yong's sudden increase in attack gradually pushed the battle circle between the two into the distance.

At this moment, King Zhang moved! The battle circle was getting closer and closer to him, and he had recovered a little.

"Bang!" Xiao Yong flew upwards and was hit by Zhang Wang's fist wind.

"Huh!" A cut was made in his chest, and a sword light from King Zhuang slashed into his chest.

In the battle with King Zhuang, Xiao Yong didn't have much ability to be distracted, and he didn't guard against King Zhang on the ground who would sneak attack;

There is the refining skin of the Martial King Realm, and a punch and a sword did not cause much damage to Xiao Yong, but the clothes were crushed, and a scar appeared on the skin;

King Zhang took advantage of the situation to jump into the air, took out his weapon, the iron rod, and pursued King Zhuang forward at the same time.

Xiao Yong slashed at the front left, and then swept to the front right, two swords, two swords.

"Bang!" Zhang Chaohou flew away, and the iron rod danced out of a flower in front of him, and the sword flew everywhere.

"Ding!" King Zhuang once again made himself airtight in front of him, and the sword light and sword shadows flew wildly.

Xiao Yong suddenly appeared in front of King Zhang and slashed away.

"Bang!" King Zhang flew backwards again.

Xiao Yong followed and punched out.

"Bang!" Zhang Wang fell to the ground again, smashing a big hole.

Xiao Yong just slashed King Zhuang and blocked him for the time being, and the main target was King Zhang. Although his strength dropped greatly after he was injured, he was still a martial king, stronger than the average martial artist in the later period; in the battle with King Zhuang, King Zhang was a feather at this time, and he would be crushed by it if he didn't pay attention; so Xiao Yong continued to attack King Zhang, and he would not stop if he didn't fight him.

"Huh!" Xiao Yong flashed to the side, swinging his knife and slashing, the shattered sword light cut a hole in his back.

King Zhuang didn't continue the pursuit, just looked at Xiao Yong, who was slightly panting, and said coldly, "Boy, it's very good, you can support this king for so long." ”

Xiao Yong laughed and said, "Don't put gold on your face." You're nothing, two martial kings, aren't you still like this?"

Zhang Wang lay in the pit, slowly sat up with his elbows on the ground, his face was pale, and his heart was even more dead. In the early stage of a Martial King, he was shot down twice in a row by a Martial King in the middle of the period, and if it hadn't been for the arrival of another Martial King, he would have died here. Is it okay to be a martial king? Is it the highest level of this Longxiang Continent?

The damage to King Zhuang's clothes is not much better than Xiao Yong's, but there are no long openings in front of him and behind him, and his hair is all scattered, and many places are uneven.

King Zhuang sneered, "Boy, today's matter is over, you leave quickly, and this king will not be held accountable." ”

As soon as Xiao Yong heard this, he immediately jumped up, "Let you stink---fart!" If you want to fight, if you don't want to fight, you will let Lao Tzu go?! No way! Lao Tzu is beating happily now, if you don't beat you dog--day-, Lao Tzu will not give up!"

It's not that Xiao Yong doesn't want to withdraw, but after they escape, Li Jingyi is still comprehending the swordsmanship, this is a good opportunity for her, and she can't waste it.

King Zhuang had the slightest fear of the middle stage of this martial monarch in front of him, it was too difficult! After fighting for so long, he didn't even take any advantage, if it wasn't for King Zhang's sneak attack, he would never have been able to gain the upper hand. Zhang Wang is like this, he is also distracted to protect, he can't let him be killed under his nose, right? Now it seems like a generous word, and he wants to pull himself into battle, which makes him very sad.

King Zhuang is also a very careful person, after receiving the information of Zhuang Jiebai's death, he immediately pulled King Zhang, who had a good relationship, and set off together, with a very clear purpose, that is, to fight quickly and kill all those murderers, but he didn't expect to encounter hard stubble immediately.

If you ignore it and leave Zhang Wang here, not only will he not look good on his face, but it may also cause other consequences. People from the same sect, King Zhang is not alone, he still has juniors and subsidiary strength, and he has no objection to his son as the sect master.

"Bang!" the two of them flew upside down in the air.

Xiao Yong dragged it away, and the knife light continued to swing down.

"Huh!" a knife light swung towards King Zhang, who was sitting in the pit.

"Look for death!" King Zhuang hurriedly stopped retreating, and swung a sword forward, the sword light pointed directly at the sword light.

"Poof!" the blood on King Zhang's shoulder rose again, and the person slowly fell towards the pit.

Xiao Yong's sword light was in front, and King Zhuang's sword light was behind, but he couldn't chase up, and the sword light directly slashed into King Zhang's right shoulder.

King Zhuang is desperate, King Zhang was stabbed under his nose, is it bearable, which is unbearable?

When the two sides intersected with their swords, both of them attacked at the same time, and both of them retreated at the same time.

"Bang!" Xiao Yong flew three or four feet upside down, and King Zhuang only flew one foot upside down.

"Damn, the power of the Martial King has all burst out, and it is still much greater than me!" Xiao Yong shook his left hand.

King Zhuang has the advantage in one move, as if he has found a trick to win. Stop the backward trend and immediately fly to attack, sword in your right hand, palm in your left hand.

"Ding!" "Bang!"

Xiao Yong retreated again, and King Zhuang attacked again.

The two kept swords and swords, and kept fists and palms to greet each other.

The more Xiao Yong fought, the more his blood boiled, and the fighting spirit in his bones was stimulated, this is the battle he needs, this is the battle he yearns for.

simply put away the big knife, stepped on "Flying Dragon in the Sky", constantly wrestled with King Zhuang, and constantly fisted with him.

King Zhuang saw that Xiao Yong put away the big knife, which was exactly what he wanted, put away the sword in his hand, and the two began to fight with their fists and feet.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

The two of them kept flying upside down in the air, and they kept stopping and retreating to rush towards each other.

"Bang!" Xiao Yong was smashed directly into the ground, splashing dust, and then slapped his hands on the ground and flew towards King Zhuang.

"Bang!" Xiao Yong was smashed into the ground again, and Zhuang Dynasty pounced quickly.

With a wave of his left hand, an electric talisman and a sword talisman flew away, and a large knife appeared in his right hand and slashed straight at his head.

"Ahh

The sword talisman was dodged, and the broadsword did not slash the head, but only the right arm. Zhuang Wang's ability is still very strong, and at the moment when he is electrocuted, he can forcibly turn around in the air, and his left palm is still completely shot.

"Ahem!" Xiao Yong stood up from the dust, his body was still a little shaky, but his eyes were extremely fanatical.

In the distance, King Zhuang quickly fell to the ground, and then grabbed King Zhang with his left hand and flew into the distance.

"Huh!" A figure flew out, and a sword light flew with King Zhuang and the others, and it was Li Jingyi who woke up and pursued him.

Xiao Yong wanted to remind her, but she had already scurried eight feet behind the two, and the sword light had already been swung.

"Ahh

"Damn, you're easy at beating Lao Tzu. However, your strength is indeed much stronger than Lao Tzu, and you are worthy of being a martial king. I wanted to fly up, but the person fell to the ground, face down, "Wu Cao, the yuan power is all exhausted." ”

Li Jingyi flew back and saw Xiao Yong lying motionless on the ground, and shouted, "Hey, Xiao Yong, are you okay?" grabbed his hand, "It's really desperate." There is not a little bit of Yuan Li left, there are bone cracks everywhere, and the internal organs are damaged in many places. You're stupid, why don't you run away, you'll be killed!" he began to cry as he spoke.

"Don't cry, go get the storage ring on that arm, let's get out of here early." Xiao Yong said slowly, I can't help him not be slow, he has no strength to speak now.

Li Jingyi hurriedly wiped her tears, flew to take off the storage ring left by King Zhuang there, and flew back with Xiao Yong on her back.

After flying less than 100 miles, Li Jingyi said with some excitement, "I didn't leave today, I can be regarded as earning." The sword intent took another step, and now it could send out ten zhang, cutting a long wound on the one-armed martial king's back. Unfortunately, I still couldn't catch up, he was too fast, otherwise I could have left the two of them behind. ”

"Hmm. Congratulations!"

"Alas, why don't you run, you were beaten like a dog by others, and you almost died there. ”

Xiao Yong didn't know how to answer, and now his whole body was sore, weak, and his mind was dizzy. It feels very comfortable on Li Jingyi's back, soft and warm. She doesn't look fat, why is she so comfortable?

Li Jingyi seemed to think of something, and said in an embarrassed tone, "I'm sorry." You must be afraid that I will be in danger, so I will not give up, right?"

Xiao Yong was a little dizzy and wanted to sleep.

"It's really affecting you today!I actually want you to deal with the two martial kings alone, I originally wanted to be able to help you, but I didn't expect to see you fighting, the sword intent and sword intent hooked my soul away, and then I entered a short epiphany. You are really a master among the masters, and you have comprehended the sword intent and sword intent so profoundly. However, with today's comprehension, my combat skills will also improve a lot, and the average martial artist should not be my opponent in the later stage. ”

"Fortunately, you didn't have an accident, otherwise I would be guilty, and I can only go to Yingzi and your father and mother instead of you in the future, and then come to accompany you. ”

"When you fall asleep, your hands are not honest, where are you dangling, aren't you pretending to be asleep?"