Not long ago, Huang Rong was at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, and Tiyì disguised himself as a captive to go up the mountain.

Feng Xiaoxiao had already followed not far away at this time, but he didn't plan to show up at this time, just let them wade in front of him. Let's see whose courage is so big, just calculate Huang Rong, dare to calculate with him, I really don't know whether to live or die.

When he saw that someone could go back and forth with Huang Rong, and he didn't fall behind at all, he was sure that the mysterious Mongolian warrior must be the key figure.

So he took advantage of the chaos to change into a Mongolian military uniform and quietly leaned towards the man, intending to catch him alive.

didn't expect to be called by Huang Rong to reveal his whereabouts.

She can react so quickly, eighty percent of them have already guessed in their hearts, guessing that they will definitely follow behind as a fisherman.

Yang Duoji naturally recognized the blue and dark sword light, looked at it a few more times, and shouted loudly in his mouth.

When the other six red-robed Tibetan monks heard his words, they immediately retreated, intending to get out and besiege Feng Xiaoxiao.

Huang Rong was secretly happy.

In this way, these Mongol warriors alone could not stop the fishing net array at all.

At that moment, let Cheng Ying and a few people from the Quanzhen Sect lead the disciples of the Desperate Valley to help the Qiu Jiji in the stone formation.

She took Yang Guo and Zhu Ziliu and chased closely behind the red-robed Tibetan monk.

On the edge of the woods, a Mongolian warrior suddenly shouted "Wow Wow Lala".

Huang Rong immediately shouted: "This is the person!" Wind Hero, he asked these Tibetan monks to hit you with boulders. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao's heart turned, and he was secretly awe-inspiring.

This man was pinched at the right time. It just so happened that the seven Tibetan monks were about to get close, so he couldn't get out of chasing them.

After all, Guo Fu and Gongsun Lucao were behind him, but they couldn't dodge at will.

Yang Duoji heard the shouting. I couldn't help but be overjoyed, but I felt that this idea was extremely wonderful.

The place is full of boulders, and it is simply inexhaustible, but I want to see how many pieces the divine weapon can split.

Thinking in his heart, he didn't stop in his hand, and threw the short staff forward.

The other six red-robed Tibetan monks also looked like each other, throwing out their weapons one after another.

Feng Xiaoxiao was taken aback. The speed of these seven weapons was too fast, as if they were so fast that they did not fly, and suddenly appeared in front of him.

So much power. I'm afraid that the internal strength of these people will not be much worse than that of the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

Seven Golden Wheel Dharma Kings!

Come to think of it, it's definitely not their opponent.

Huang Rong was anxious when she saw this.

If Feng Xiaoxiao dodged to the side, her two daughters would surely die.

But at this time. But he didn't even have time to say a word.

Yang Guo shook the long sword in his hand vigorously. Looking forward to being able to miss one or two weapons, so that Gongsun Lucalyx has a greater chance of survival.

Feng Xiaoxiao raised the tip of the sword and sharpened a sword obliquely, the movement seemed to be extremely slow, but he cut off a short staff in front of his head halfway.

There was a crisp sound of "ding", and the short staff suddenly froze in the air, this scene was extremely weird, but in an instant. It suddenly spun around and flew in a circle.

"Dangdangdang......" a few loud bangs. The seven weapons that flew from behind him were all scattered and flew in all directions.

The surrounding Mongol warriors were immediately devastated.

The seven Tibetan monks were all using heavy weapons, and this time they changed direction, and immediately hit several bloody paths, all along the road were full of blood and flesh, especially the scene caused by the big mace.

Huang Rong's heart was relieved, and she praised loudly: "Feng Daxia is good at swordsmanship, and he uses his strength to fight, so powerful!" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, only he knew how difficult this seemingly simple sword was, as long as there was the slightest deviation, it would not have such an effect.

The thought flashed through him, and then he turned his head to look at the edge of the forest, and sure enough, as he expected, the Mongolian warrior who had just spoken out was gone.

Yang Duoji was about to lift a boulder, and when he saw such a situation, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide, and his eyes were also very wide, full of incredulity.

The other six Tibetan monks saw the power of Feng Xiaoxiao for the first time, and their expressions were even more unbearable, and they were all stunned for a while.

They have always believed in one force to descend ten meetings, how could they have thought that there was such a sword technique in the world.

In this stunned kung fu, Huang Rong, Yang Guo, and Zhu Ziliu have already caught up to the present.

Only then did the Tibetan monks come back to their senses, and they also divided into three people to greet them.

Although they lost their weapons, they all picked up a big stone and shook it around, without falling behind in the slightest.

Yang Duoji took the other three people to surround Feng Xiaoxiao, and he didn't come close, but threw the boulder in his hand together, and then grabbed the stone around him and threw it out again.

Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help frowning slightly, extremely impatient in his heart, and said loudly: "Guo Fu, why are you still in a daze?" Hurry up and lead the Gongsun girl to hide away! As he spoke, he picked up the Heavenly Sword and struck both sides, pulling away all the stones that were whistling.

In order to protect the two daughters, he simply became a live target, which was extremely aggrieved.

Yang Duoji suddenly said: "Feng Jushi, as a monk, Lao Gao should not have used such dirty means, but the layman's martial arts are really powerful, and Lao Gao is going to offend him in order to avenge the revenge of Jinlun's junior brother." He said a few more words in Mongolian.

Feng Xiaoxiao immediately guessed what he wanted to do, it was nothing more than attacking the two girls and forcing him to make a hard block, sneered, and said, "It's really funny, I will care about their life and death?" Dare to threaten me? Suddenly, he rushed forward and stabbed with his hand.

Yang Duoji didn't expect him to defend the counterattack, but at this time, he didn't care about anything else, and picked up the boulder in his hand violently.

Feng Xiaoxiao's figure flashed, and he dodged the boulder and circled to Yang Duoji's side.

The other three red-robed Tibetan monks were shocked, shouting and rushing up.

With a "ha" sound, Yang Duoji lifted the boulder flat and circled around, trying to force Feng Xiaoxiao away.

He had already carried all his strength, and the strong wind brought by the boulder was stirring and whistling, and whoever it was, only one hit, neither dead nor crippled.

Feng Xiaoxiao raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and used the power of the pulse, and his body instantly changed from movement to static, just outside the range of Yang Duoji's attack.

Yang Duoji's eyes were about to pop out, and he definitely didn't expect Feng Xiaoxiao to be able to stop when he said stop, and he shouted in his heart.

But the boulder is very heavy, and he exerted all his strength, he can't stop at all, as long as he waits for the boulder to turn, once his back is turned against the wind, he will definitely die.

The three red-robed Tibetan monks who rushed around were all shocked and shouted loudly together, but their steps sped up a little.

Yang Duoji's eyes flashed a trace of ruthlessness, and he lifted all the internal forces in his body, barely controlled the direction of the stone, and snorted, obviously using such a reverse force, which made him suffer some internal injuries, and then his hands suddenly loosened, and the boulder came out of his hand.

At this time, the two of them stood very close, but the distance was only ten steps, and the boulder was in front of Feng Xiaoxiao in an instant.

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled secretly: "It's really not a long memory." He had been waiting for this for a long time, raising his sword and slashing horizontally.

Yang Duoji was immediately devastated, and then he was even more grief-stricken.

Because in the direction of the boulder's collision, there happened to be one of his junior disciples.

If you want to change the direction quickly while running, and carry a boulder, there are only a handful of people in the world who can do it, and this group of Tibetan monks with very low light skills is definitely not among them.

This Tibetan monk was also smart, and he yelled, saying that the boulder in his hand was thrown forward desperately, wanting the two stones to collide in mid-air and change direction.

But Yang Duoji's full force, coupled with Feng Xiaoxiao's push, greatly increased the force, and the result was already doomed.

"Bang", the white stone powder stirred in the air, spreading in all directions, but then there was a "pop" sound, and the white was dyed red.

A few terrible roars, the sound shook the mountains, and couldn't help but echo.

But Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned, and just raised his hand slowly.

The Heavenly Sword in his hand only had one hilt left, and the sword body had already flown out far away.

The place where the break is the place where the sword is connected, presumably it was the heavy blows that led to the break.

Yang Duoji smiled sadly: "Feng Xiaoxiao, now that the divine soldier you rely on has been broken, I will definitely peel you off and cramp to avenge my junior brother!" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao was naturally in a bad mood now, raised his head, and said coldly: "This stone was thrown out by you yourself, how can you blame me?" ”

When Yang Duoji heard this, he was furious, his eyes were red, he roared, and rushed over.

Two other red-robed monks followed.

Feng Xiaoxiao's heart was extremely unhappy, originally calm, and even a little frozen, as if he was burned by a fire, his eyes flashed with anger, and he transported the yin and yang into his arms, and stepped forward slightly, this is planning to spare no internal strength, ready to vent once. (To be continued......)

PS: Sorry! Carvin! I'll stay up late to make up to 3000+