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Both sword formations were in complete disarray.

Sima Zifeng and the blood-robed monk had already rushed out of the sword formation, and the former immediately stopped, but the monk in the robe was really murderous, and he let out a howl in his throat, and his sleeves waved his palm, and for a while, the surrounding Xuanqingguan disciples were screaming frequently, and in the blink of an eye, he was injured a few more times.

Seeing that his fellow juniors were slaughtered, his angry beard straightened, and he jumped off the roof with his long sword out of its sheath, shouting: "The thief is vicious, pay for your life quickly!" ”

The long sword in mid-air was like a flying rainbow, swept sideways, and could fall in front of the building, but the silver light shone, and a silver scimitar withdrew from the silver star in the sky, and swept down to intercept the long pestle.

The person who came sneered: "Nine people besieged one person, and they all deserved to die." Others see your Xuanqingguan 'Nine Palaces Bagua Sword Array' as powerful, but my Heavenly Obscenity Sect regards it as child's play. If you are used to bullying more and less, why don't you call out all the miscellaneous hairs and lay out the Xuanqing Sword Array, so as not to let the master go to find them one by one. ”

The long pestle was so angry by these words that he stammered, and in an instant, he burst out with a sword, and immediately surged out of the ground with a sword, and immediately a wave of rippled swords surged in front of him, as if dozens of swords were overlapping and attacking.

Zhu Biao has seen the appearance of the silver knife clearly, but he is only twenty or thirty years old, no wonder he calls himself a master. The man just smiled arrogantly, "This trick is still a good one. ”

Slightly on one side, stepping on the gossip, the momentum is on the side, the silver knife is transformed into a dazzling silver mang, the move is weird, the scimitar is unpredictable, and the spicy is abnormal.

Seeing his arrogant face, Chang Zizi scolded in his heart: "The kid is arrogant! "Just give your opponent a good look.

With a slam on the ground, the green mangs soared, and the sword was like a flying rainbow, and twelve swords were attacked in an instant. Eight sword paths were changed in a row, and in an instant, the sword qi was full of air, and the sound of hissing breaking the sky was loud.

The man with the silver knife couldn't help but shudder when he saw it, and the arrogance on his face was reined in, and the silver knife danced out quickly, and a set of strange "phantom knife techniques" were unleashed, and the silver mangs were full of illusion and starry sky shrouded Qingmang's head.

For a while, the two strands of Qingyin were overjoyed and flowed all over the field, and it was difficult to distinguish the figures.

At this time, the two "Nine Palace Bagua Sword Arrays" besieging the blood-robed monk and Sima Zifeng had all collapsed. Except for the deceased. The rest of the Xuanqing Taoist priests retreated one after another.

The blood-robed monk looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "It's ridiculous that Xuanqingguan is also a big faction in Northern Xinjiang, and he will only fight in groups to besiege, and win with more, is there a decent character to take a few moves alone with the Buddha." ”

In an instant, all the Xuanqing Taoist people in front of the stone building changed color. On the roof of the building, the silver-haired old man reached out and took off the long sword on his back, just about to jump out. Zhu Biao felt that he had come to 'help the fist' with others, and at this time, he should come forward, and immediately said loudly: "The seniors are respectful, how can they bother to do something with this group of murderers." Staying down, you'll be able to get this obstacle that deserves to go to hell. ”

The words fell, and he jumped into the room, and landed in front of the blood-robed monk. When the silver-haired old man saw Zhu Biao coming out first, he secretly thought 'Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable' in his heart.

This Blood Sea monk has killed countless sins, and if his martial arts were not really good, he would have been cleaned up by Buddhism a long time ago. If you go out by yourself, you are really not sure of victory, but if you lose, who else will guard the stone tower? If Uncle Shi is attacked, then Xuanqingguan's thousand-year-old reputation will be ruined.

The Blood Sea Monk is planning to provoke Lao Dao to appear, so as to give the two grandmasters of light and darkness a chance to create a zào. No matter what kind of attention the people in the White Dao fight tonight, as long as they can really inflict a heavy blow on a White Dao Grandmaster, it will be a victory.

Unexpectedly, a young and handsome young man came halfway. He had never seen Zhu Biao, and he didn't know how powerful Zhu Biao was, so he couldn't help laughing and said: "Xuanqingguan is really no one, how can you let a kid come out and die!" ”

Zhu Biao just smiled coldly, "Hear clearly, Huzhou Chen Bo." When you go to hell, don't know who is the one who is overdoing yourself. "Connect the word 'Huzhou', let those who have a heart trouble. This is also one of Zhu Biao's purposes tonight.

The Blood Sea Monk rolled his eyes. "The kid is looking for death—"

One big hand. When the chest grabbed Zhu Biao, this move was neither pretentious nor orderly, and it was simply contemptuous.

Sima Zifeng's face changed greatly, but the word "be careful......" was too late.

Zhu Biao sneered and stood proudly. The Blood Sea Monk looked for it by himself, and no one could save him.

The monk's five fingers were about to touch his chest, and he took a bite of internal luck, his chest was concave inward, and he made a move, and he buckled the wrist of the monk of the Blood Sea like lightning.

The five fingers of the Blood Sea Monk stretched to the limit, and when they touched Zhu Biao's chest, they felt like they had slipped into the glass, and they couldn't exert their strength at all. Seeing Zhu Biao raise his hand and clasp it, he couldn't help but be surprised, knowing that he underestimated people. Hurriedly sank his wrist and threw away his big sleeves, and with a snort, the sleeve wind blew directly on Zhu Biao's chest.

Zhu Biao's palm on the button remained unchanged, only his left arm was shaken, and the kung fu on the sleeve, Liuyun Fei's sleeve was not bad at all. The sleeves of his coat flipped out suddenly, and with a muffled thud, the two sides stiffened each other, and both of them involuntarily took a step back.

The corners of Zhu Biao's mouth were still sneering, but the Blood Sea Monk's left hand had three blood marks.

The latter then pushed Li to dodge Zhu Biao's grasp, but did not completely dodge them all, and Zhu Biao left three blood marks on his hands.

The Blood Sea Monk was shocked in his heart, knowing that the heroic young man in front of him who seemed to be in his twenties was really a big opponent, and he was definitely not easy to provoke. But he was born with a vicious temperament, and he really felt ashamed to be caught in a trick. At the moment, he did not retreat but advanced, made a sharp roar in his mouth, and his sleeves flew together, like a hurricane, as fast as a torrential rain, and in an instant, Xiang Zhu Biao attacked eleven types in a row.

In an instant, the strong wind swept angrily, and the stones flew away, within a radius of three zhang, all under a red cloud.

Zhu Biao was not afraid of the fierce Blood Sea Monk at all, slammed his palms, plunged into the red clouds, and as soon as he got started, he used the "Cold Ice Divine Palm" that had just been practiced for a short time.

This set of palm techniques derived from the cold exercise method can be said to have been practiced by Zhu Biao in a short period of time. There was no obstacle and neck bottle at all, based on the internal force of the Nine Yin to the Cold, and in less than an hour, the "Cold Ice Divine Palm" was rehearsed by Zhu Biao to the highest level. As soon as these two palms were deployed, a white cold air rose around Zhu Biao's body, mixing with the blood clouds of the Blood Sea Monk, and it was clear that one red and one white were clearly distinguished.

In front of everyone's eyes, Zhu Biao didn't look too special. "The Great Shift of Qiankun" can also be regarded as his hole card for pressing the box, and the Demon Dao Grandmaster has appeared tonight, so let's keep it for now.

And the new kung fu learned to use, if you don't take it out and use it, Zhu Biao's heart is itchy.

Both of them are full of murderous intent with each other, and the attack and defense are extremely dangerous. From time to time, I heard the vibrations of 'tent' and 'bang', and it was not uncommon for the two sides to fight each other.

Chang Mingzi and Chang Zhenzi saw it from afar, and couldn't help frowning, although they agreed that Zhu Biao was strong, but they still didn't think that Zhu Biao's internal strength could be compared to the blood sea monk who became famous. The silver-haired old man still had some conscience, and his feet had slowly moved forward from the center of the roof to the eaves, ready to swoop down and rescue at any time.

At this moment, there was another loud shock, and the long pestle spurted a mouthful of blood, and it fell back eight feet diagonally, but after holding the footsteps, his pale face immediately regained his blood.

And the man with the silver knife fell out with a pop, and after staggering to his feet, he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. The injury was much more serious than that of the long pestle.

The long pestle was quickly helped back by the two Xuanqing Taoist priests, and the man with the silver knife seemed to be in poor health, and he fell to the ground stunned and no one picked him up. He was so angry that he vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Huh?" The old man snorted, and a demon master swept out and landed in front of him, grabbed it and jumped back.

However, the old man with such a fight was already quite impatient, took two steps forward, regarded the silver-haired old road as nothing, and said directly to the stone building: "Ning and the old bull nose, Xuanqing Guan here everyone respects you, why don't you just end up with the old man to be strong or weak, so timidly hiding in the building, what is it?" ”

The stone building was quiet, and not a single sound came. The silver-haired old man was furious, 'Hmph-' snorted angrily, and it exploded in everyone's ears like a thunderbolt. This old skill is also deep and pure, and it has also reached the realm of Xuanxuan.

The Ten Thousand Winds Ghost King didn't care at all, as long as he didn't take that step, a figure like the silver-haired old dao would not pose a threat to him. You must know that all sects and factions in the world have always been innate grandmasters, not martial arts perfectionists. Because although the latter realm is difficult to achieve, everyone who reaches this realm is a rare martial arts wizard, but such a figure in all sects and sects in the world is absolutely in the number of innate grandmasters.

Those who can achieve the consummation of martial arts must be martial arts wizards, and those who can reach the innate realm must not only be the geniuses of martial arts wizards, but also have great luck. The two are combined, and the martial arts are successfully promoted to the innate grandmaster, and there is no one out of ten.

If you can't take a step, it's the difference between cloud and mud.

"Ning and Lao Niubi, since you don't want to come out by yourself, the old man will come to the door in person-" The Ten Thousand Winds Ghost King waved his hand back, and the meaning had already been conveyed, that is, to kill ruthlessly.

His body was illusory, and the next moment he rushed from mid-air to the front of the stone building, and his two palms gathered strength and were about to swing down fiercely.

"Bold—" The silver-haired old man jumped from the top of the building, and the ancient pine sword swung in mid-air, and a rainbow-like aura went up and down, slashing directly at the top of the head of the Ten Thousand Wind Ghost King.

And Zhu Biao was fighting with the Blood Sea Monk while always paying attention to the shape outside. At the moment when the Ten Thousand Wind Ghost King got up in the air, the figures of more than ten demon path masters instantly spread out, and they rushed towards the stone tower like a big net.

One of the lights flew down above his head. The crystal light volleyed in the air, and Zhu Biao knew at a glance that the person who came was good at his skills, and his figure immediately retreated and leaned back, and his palms were flat against the ground to condense the power of the whole body to split the crystal light.

There was a loud thunderclap, and the wolf smoke shook the ground and Sima Zifeng rose again. Zhu Biao just breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt a black shadow on the side of his eyes sweeping by, a fishy strong wind had come to the side less than five feet, Zhu Biao snorted angrily, and was not chaotic, his body was in the air and rolled over, and the fishy strength passed dangerously from under his body. (To be continued......)