Liu Qi's whole body was stained red with blood, and an arm fell from the air and smashed on the snow, sinking into the snow, and the blood stained white.

Shock!

Fear!

Unspeakable emotions rose and spread in the hearts of others, Peng Yue's fists were clenched, his face was full of anger, but he was actually beheaded by this old man Zhou Yuan and seriously injured Liu Qi.

This is the strength of Wensheng?

Not to mention him, even Lin Han and the three of them from Yin Cao were also shocked by this scene and broke out in a cold sweat, the means of changing day and night just now can be called unpredictable, fortunately, the old show can only last a few breaths, otherwise...

Thinking of this, Lin Han took a deep breath, and the palm of the sword made a slight friction sound.

"Old thing, you're such a big bold!"

Peng Yue let out a roar violently, the sound was monstrous, and the whole person fell from the sky like a demon god.

His body flashed and appeared in front of Wu Mobi as if he had crossed space.

Punch after punch was thrown, and the punch imprisoned the surroundings, making it impossible for Lao Xiucai's figure to move.

The figures of Lin Han and the three of them are also approaching, although the realm of Wensheng is profound, but the melee ability is insufficient, as long as they are close to Wu Xiu, their strength will be suppressed and cannot be brought into play.

Liu Qi's eyes were gloomy, and there was a bone-like coldness and hatred in his heart.

A flame ignited in his body, and he forcibly pressed down the injury, and the whole person turned into a streamer of light and rushed towards Wu Mobi's chest at the right time.

Peng Yue sneered, and instantly withdrew and exposed Lao Xiucai's body.

At the same time, Lin Han's sword also fell.

Liu Qi's speed was very fast, he burned his aura, and the blow he sent with all his strength regardless of his serious injuries was terrifying, and the ground under him turned into a scorched black color everywhere he passed.

A page fell from the sky and stopped in front of Lao Xiucai, wrapping Liu Qi's body.

The flames were so hot that they couldn't burn the paper.

Paper wrapped in fire!

Lin Han's sword fell.

"Messy!"

Lao Xiucai let out a low roar.

His body became illusory, and the sword seemed to be about to fail.

But Lin Han's face was extraordinary, and instead of panicking, he smiled, only to see the sword in his hand spin violently, the sword body was flattened, and Lao Xiucai's originally illusory figure was forced out, and this sword slashed over his shoulder.

The shirt was torn, the flesh and skin separated, and the blood line was raised.

Lao Xiucai's face turned pale, his palms pushed out left and right, and the other two Yin Cao were forced to retreat before the ink was pointed.

The crowd was separated again.

The page floated back.

Liu Qi's body fell on the snow, as if he was no longer breathing.

In the distance, the smile on Zhibai's face disappeared, and the whole person became silent.

Broke through the Xiaonan Bridge, but lost two Five Realms Grandmasters, Rao is his heart, and there are also some fluctuations.

The five people in the sky were separated and opposed, Lao Xiucai's breathing was a little heavy, and it seemed that killing the two people in succession was as easy as probing for something, but in fact, the price he paid was extremely great, whether it was the sky and the earth as white as the night or Lin Han's sword.

He was not lightly injured.

"I thought I was looking up to you high enough, but I didn't think I was underestimating. ”

Peng Yue stared at him and spoke.

Lin Han and the three of them did not speak, but the meaning was also obvious, the strong will be respected, and the meaning of the word Wensheng is too deep.

"But that's the end of it. ”

He continued.

Wu Mobi didn't speak, and it was true, he was able to kill the two of them one after another because Zhou Yuan and Liu Qi were weaker, but why wasn't it because the other party was defenseless?

Now that the means have been figured out by a few people, it really ends here.

He pursed his lips, his wrinkled face did not fluctuate, but his body floated forward, and instead of retreating, he advanced towards Lin Han.

Behind him, there are countless scenes, mountains and seas, birds, beasts, fish, wildflowers and grasses, mountain winds and forest fog!

He only took one step and took the whole world with him.

Lin Han was slightly startled, the long sword in his hand kept slashing out, and the sword light and sword qi shot out overwhelmingly, but how could he cover the entire world?

Lao Xiucai is still approaching.

Peng Yue flashed to the side, stepped out but fell into the world strangely, rushing left and right inside, unable to break free for a while.

The other two were not far behind, and the flying sword galloped towards Lao Xiucai's head, sending out a series of screams in the air.

"Break it for me!"

Lin Han's mouth let out an angry roar, and the sword light shook the heavens and the earth, tearing a hole in the human world.

At the same time, Peng Yue also took the opportunity to blast out with all his might, and the place where his fists passed collapsed and shattered inch by inch.

Lao Xiucai spit out two mouthfuls of blood one after another, but his figure suddenly appeared behind the other two of Yin Cao, and his thin palm slapped out, and the page floated towards him.

The bodies of the two bent and flew upside down in the air like prawns.

One fell to the ground and did not know whether he was alive or dead, and the other fell into the page, and let out a terrible howl, which resounded through the heavens and the earth, and was extremely miserable.

Lin Han's complexion changed drastically, and he burst out with all his strength, and the human sword was one and the same as it flashed, smashing the page, and then cutting a huge sword mark on Lao Xiucai's chest, from his shoulder to his waist, blood rolled down.

His body fell from a great height and fell to the ground, staggering.

The page shattered in half and drifted somewhere.

Lin Han stretched out his hand to catch the body of Monk Yin Cao, his face was extremely ugly.

That person is already out of breath and intake in less air at the moment, and he can't live anymore.

In another confrontation, Wu Mobi beheaded one person and injured one person at the cost of his own serious injury.

There was still a corner left in the world, forcing Peng Yue back dozens of zhang before he dispersed.

Lin Han put the man down, and the anger and killing intent in his heart were indescribable.

They are Yin Cao monks, they are the dark side of the entire continent, and it is not an exaggeration to dominate the world, and now the dignified Five Realms Grandmaster has died here.

How dare this old man kill the Yin Cao?

How dare he?

Immediately after that, the light of the long sword in his hand was restrained, the sword light and sword qi disappeared, and he soared into the air and slashed out with a sword.

The power of this sword is several times stronger than before, and all of Lin Han's essence and spirit are concentrated in this sword, and he is bound to kill it!

The sword fell from a high place, far away, but it fell on top of his head in the blink of an eye, and Lao Xiucai's shirt collapsed, and he put the sword in the palm of his hand with his palms together.

"Definitely!"

He spoke.

Lin Han's body condensed slightly.

The sword momentum followed.

The two fell into a stalemate, and Lao Xiucai was already at the end of the crossbow at this moment, his feet fell to the ground, and his feet spread on all sides like spider webs.

The snow not far away cracked, a sword light rose in the air, and the sound of breaking the air sounded, and a person appeared behind Lao Xiucai, it was the Yin Cao monk who fell to the ground before, he was holding a sword in his hand, and a sword pierced Lao Xiucai's chest.

Blood dripped down the tip of the sword.

The subtle words disappeared.

Lin Han's sword was also slashed down, and it slashed along Wu Mobi's chest, and the bones were deeply visible.

Peng Yue also arrived at this time, clenched his fist with his right hand, and blasted out vigorously, Lao Xiucai's body flew out upside down, sliding hundreds of meters on the snow.

The whole person fell to the ground, drenched in blood, and his old eyes became more and more cloudy and motionless.

A page of paper slipped on his sleeve and fell to the ground.

With the breeze warped the corners.

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PS: I'm still not good at writing fight scenes, make do with it, I can't avoid it, I can't avoid it, and I try to write less fights in the future, hehe!