"Heaven Splitting Killing Array, the name is also very appropriate, but I don't know how powerful it is?" Murong Qingshui's whole body exuded a cold air, and Zhou Zhou's temperature seemed to drop by a few degrees at once, and the words he said seemed to be as cold as snowing in the winter to soak the bone marrow.

"Okay! I'll give you a taste of the blades. The fierce man seemed to be facing this knife formation, and he couldn't last long, his left hand made a handprint in the air, and the long knife in his right hand waved, as if there was an invisible peak condensed on the blade, and the movement of the knife was unusually dignified and slow, and in the next moment, a silver blade around his body suddenly broke away from the knife formation, and suddenly shot at Murong Qingshui, and then, the second and third ......

A blue light slashed out from Murong Qingshui's hand, and a sonorous sound sounded, and the blue light and silver stars splashed. She held a sword in her hand at some point, and at the same time as the silver blade collapsed, the wrist holding the sword felt a strong vibration, and the long sword almost came out of her hand.

At the same time as the first silver blade was opened, the second silver blade flew almost front and back, so fast that even the speed of the shock could not keep up, forcing Murong Qingshui to use the Cloud Treading Body Technique to conjure up the afterimage of the Dao Dao.

Instant, third, fourth...... The afterimage left by Murong Qingshui's body was indiscriminately slashed by the dense silver blades at the same time, and even the real body was almost hit several times, almost clinging to his clothes, and he could really feel the murderous aura exuded from the silver blade, which could be described as extremely thrilling and terrifying.

The silver blade paused in mid-air, as if it was being pulled by an invisible rope, and quickly turned its direction one after another, heading straight towards Murong Qingshui's true body and encircled it.

Fortunately, the opponent's strength cultivation can only support and control five silver blades, and if ten silver blades come out together, I wonder if Murong Qingshui can still handle it?

Murong Qingshui won a gap between the successive dodges, and with a shock of his wrist, five blue light sword rays, almost at the same time, flew towards the five silver blades that shot at the lightning.

A series of sonorous sounds exploded, and Murong Qing only felt a strong concussion and almost wanted to let the long sword go. It is enough to prove that the power increase of this "Sky Splitting Sword Array" is very terrifying.

The state of the sturdy man does not look easy, and the whole face is constantly twitching and twisting due to excessive force, which looks extremely hideous and terrifying. There was a strong silver light flashing in his eyes, and he controlled the five silver blades from afar, up and down, vertically and horizontally, and attacked Murong Qingshui from all angles at all times.

The sturdy man tried his best to control the five silver blades of the attack, which was very depleting of his mind and yuan power, and he had to distract himself from maintaining the other five silver blades suspended around him, if he didn't kill the opponent as soon as possible, no one knew how long he could hold out.

Murong Qingshui constantly dodged and evaded, swinging his sword from time to time to collapse the silver blade, looking dangerous, but he was always shocked, and the physical strength consumed was very limited, and he gradually adapted to and mastered the rhythm and change of the opponent's attack frequency, but he seemed calm and calm, and after a long time, it was bound to be difficult for the other party to maintain this situation. Therefore, she is not in a hurry at all, but the other party is under great pressure.

The attack of the five silver blades could not help the other party, and the sturdy man's forehead was covered with large drops of sweat, and his face turned from red to pale. Looking at the way he gritted his teeth and his eyes widened in anger, he wouldn't want to send out the remaining five silver blades in a desperate move, would he?

Sure enough, the five silver blades suspended at his side trembled slightly, and immediately rushed into the air, swimming in a circle like a dragon, and suddenly quickly circled behind Murong Qingshui, locking Murong Qingshui's constantly flashing figure like a silver dragon.

The fierce man let out a loud shout from his throat, the green tendons on the back of the hand holding the knife protruded, and the other palm of the knife was on the handle at the same time, slowly raised it above his head, and with a shocking knife, it slashed through the air, and the five silver blades that locked on Murong Qingshui suddenly rushed towards the locked target from five different angles.

The other party released all the silver blades in a desperate manner, and Murong Qingshui didn't need to hold back any more;

At this moment, everyone's eyes were sucked in by this blazing waning moon, and the whole world in front of them seemed to disappear at once, leaving only the poignant and gorgeous brilliance of the waning moon.

The waning moon swirled and creaked like a sharp knife slashing through hard glass, and the piercing creak made the heart palpitate.

Next, you can clearly see the first silver blade being cut through it by the whirling waning moon, followed by the second, and then the third...... In the flick of a finger, all ten silver blades shattered apart. The volume of the waning moon also shrank by half at the same time, but it suddenly turned around in the air, and flew towards the fierce man like lightning.

It all happened so fast, and it was like a glimpse.

The moment the biao-shaped man stiffened in shock, the light of a waning moon had filled the entire world under his eyes, and the instinctive fear made him want to dodge and dodge as much as he could, perhaps because he had exhausted his Yuan Power by casting the Sky Splitting Killing Array, and his body did not obey the call at all, and his throat seemed to be caught and he couldn't breathe.

Or maybe it was the remnant of the waning moon that locked him firmly, making it difficult for him to move his whole body. The next moment, the sturdy man only felt that the arms holding the knife seemed to be held tightly, and he twisted and pulled, and suddenly there was a "click" sound in his ears, and before he could even call out the pain, he heard a series of "click" sounds of dislocation of bone joints one after another. There are careful people who silently count in their hearts, and the whole thirty-two rings happen to be the thirty-two joints of the human body.

The sturdy man seemed to have been pulled out of his backbone, curled into a ball, shaped like a pile of boneless flesh and mud, rolled his eyes, and fainted instantly.

"As I said, look at who breaks whose bones, and it looks like you're going to spend the rest of your life in bed. Murong said lightly, and the jade foot lightly lifted up and kicked at the curled body of the fierce man, and a ball of boneless flesh and mud drew an arc in the air, and with a bang, it happened to fall at the feet of Zimengdie, and the guards behind her were all full of grief and indignation, and the anger was inexhaustible, and everyone was murderous, as if they wanted to swing their swords and swords to kill them.

On the contrary, it was Zi Mengdie who raised her hand unusually calmly, blocking the rush of everyone to fight. The anger in her heart is especially better than everyone in the city, her own guards were split into two pieces, and there is a pile of life and death under her feet.

It stands to reason that from the point of view of the other side, it should have taken the advantage, and the other party, instead of showing a little panic, has no fear, and dares to kill without scruples, as if they have some kind of deep hatred between each other.

The woman's intuition told her that the three men and three women in front of her should be more terrifying than she imagined. And suddenly appeared in the Purple Dream Pavilion, and made such a big move, forcing himself to come forward to clean up the mess, there must be some ulterior motive in it.

The calmness and calmness revealed from the demeanor of these people seemed to have not taken the coercion of the crowd to heart at all, as if their own side was like a flock of howling sheep. It's not that she's inexplicably suffering from gains and losses, but from a woman's special antennae for red flags, and she can even be sure that once the two sides start shopping, neither of them will survive, including herself.

Fortunately, she had a rainy day before, and sent someone out to move reinforcements in advance, what she needed at this time was to carve the anger and killing machine in her heart, and try to stabilize the surface of the hair as soon as possible.

Leaning over and probing the snort of the guards who had bent into a ball, the joints of the whole body were scattered, and the life information was still so active, what kind of means was this? It was terrifying, it was so weird! It was a little terrifying.

Zi Mengdie took a deep breath, secretly calmed the tremor in her heart, restrained her bewitching charm, and said with a cold face: "It's just that there was a little conflict, why do you want to kill the killer so ferociously?"

"Hehe! If it was our own person who fell at this time, I wonder if there would still be such a thing?" Lu Suifeng replied with disdain.

"Do you know what the consequences of this will be?" said Purple Dream Butterfly with an angry sneer.

"Sure, under normal circumstances, we wouldn't have survived to get out of here. Am I wrong?" Lu Suifeng said disappreciatively, without the slightest sense of fear.

"Even if you know it, you dare to be so fearless, which shows that you and the others don't regard Zimeng Pavilion as a tiger's den in Longtan at all. Looking at the entire Ziwei City, there are almost a few people with such courage. Who the hell are you?What is the purpose and plot of coming to my Purple Dream Pavilion to pick quarrels and provoke trouble?" Zimeng Butterfly raised her eyebrows and scolded in a fierce voice.

"Who are you? A bewitching and debauched appearance, you can't be the number one big sister in that fireworks building, right?" Lu Suifeng deliberately mocked playfully, he was almost sure that this woman was the big fish he wanted to catch.

"Bold! this is the Pavilion Master of the Purple Dream Pavilion, Purple Dream Butterfly!" someone rebuked angrily, "How dare you humiliate the Pavilion Master so much, and let the old man weigh your guts?" As the words fell, a figure slid out of the group of guards, like a poisonous snake sneaking and swimming on the lawn.

This is a thin old man who is not good-looking, he can't see the age of the body, he is the only one in the guards who does not wear purple armor, but is dressed in purple, and he does not feel a little breath fluctuation on his body, but it makes people feel very dangerous.

In just the blink of an eye, the thin old man had already crossed the space distance of twenty meters, and glided silently in front of Lu Suifeng. As soon as the hand was flicked, a short sword appeared in the palm, which was only one foot and two inches long, the so-called one inch short and one inch dangerous, usually those who dare to use the short sword are very confident, and they all have the strongest hand-to-hand combat skills, which can effectively restrict the use and play of all long blades. Unless the opponent's sword speed is extremely fast, reaching a body that the skill cannot keep up with, it exceeds the rhythm of the opponent's reaction.