Gao Shenghan asked with a smile, "Sikong Hero, are you interested in joining forces with me to deal with Yun Mutian?"

Sikong didn't think of himself very highly, and felt that joining forces with Gao Shenghan to deal with Yun Mutian would not only be invincible, but also unable to show his means, so he was embarrassed and a little hesitant about Gao Shenghan's proposal.

Yun Mutian snorted coldly, his body flashed, and he rushed to Sikong Missing, and the Moyun Knife raised and slashed towards Sikong's face.

Although Sikong didn't see Yun Mutian, but Yun Mutian came so quickly, and his sword skills were even more powerful, he raised his eyebrows, was taken aback, and hurriedly drew his sword to block, and with a bang, Mo Yun's knife sank vigorously, slashing at his Qingyu sword, and shook him back several steps.

Sikong didn't see a frustration, his expression was dark, he knew that it was powerful, he didn't dare to hold it up, and shouted: "Gao Daxia, let's ......!" He glanced at Gao Shenghan, his face changed greatly, and the words that came to his mouth were swallowed back stiffly.

Yun Mutian made it a plan to attack the west, he slashed back Sikong missing, his body folded, and rushed towards Gao Shenghan, Gao Shenghan's reaction was much later than Sikong missing, and before he came back to his senses, Yun Mutian appeared behind Gao Shenghan, Moyun knife on Gao Shenghan's neck, Moyun knife on Gao Shenghan's neck, Gao Shenghan's head rolled to the ground.

Yun Mutian shook the Moyun Knife, glared at Sikong Missing, and smiled sinisterly: "Hehe, Sikong is missing, this surnamed Gao's ability is too poor, and his reaction is so slow, I'm afraid he won't be able to help you!"

Sikong was stunned for a moment, and shouted angrily: "Yun Mutian, you are also a generation of sect masters, you should act above board, what kind of ability is a sneak attack!"

Yun Mutian snorted, with a look of disdain, and sneered: "Sikong is not seen, are you mistaken, I killed the enemy in person, how can I sneak attack? Besides, you have the ability to fight two and one?

Sikong was speechless when he was stunned by Yun Mutian, and his face was gloomy.

Yun Mutian said: "It's commonplace, you are really pedantic, killing the enemy in battle, defeating the enemy, you have to do whatever it takes, the method of winning is not important, the important thing is to survive, as long as you survive, that is the real ability!"

Yun Shu'er chuckled, clapped her hands and cheered: "Daddy, you're right, surviving is the ability, it's commonplace, if you're not convinced, you can also sneak attack! Go, go and sneak attack my daddy?"

Little girl, you are such a scoundrel, your father is ready, and you need someone to sneak up on a woolen yarn!

Lin Fei'er and the others looked at Yun Shu'er's shouting appearance, shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

Yun Mutian snorted coldly, his body flashed, and he rushed to Sikong again, slashed with a knife, and scolded: "Sikong is missing, don't talk nonsense, suffer death!"

"Yun Mutian, you don't want to be rampant, I'm still afraid that you won't succeed!"

Sikong was not angered by Yun Mutian's contemptuous attitude, shouted violently, swung his sword to meet Yun Mutian, and the two were entangled and fought viciously.

The fight between Yun Mutian and Sikong is not the same as the previous fight between Qiu Huaici and Buddha Guang, Yun Mutian and Sikong do not see that the two of them have not changed their clones, no weapons, no release of the sword soul, some are just hand-to-hand combat-style slashing and sword cutting, punching and kicking, it is really a real hard fight!

Yun Mutian and Sikong saw that the two of them were advancing and retreating faster and faster, and their moves were getting faster and faster, in an instant, in addition to the clanging sound of swords slashing each other, and the muffled sound of fists and feet colliding with true qi, a black and a white figure was up and down in the air, left, left and right, constantly flickering, and it was impossible to see the figure clearly, and among the two figures, there was a splash of fire from time to time, like fireworks.

Yun Mutian and Sikong were fighting viciously, and after a while, the two of them flashed, and suddenly separated, a hundred feet apart, standing in the void.

At this moment, Yun Mutian is still the same upright, majestic, and intact Yun Mutian. However, Sikong didn't see the Qingyu Sword in one hand, covered his forehead with the other, and stared at Yun Mutian in surprise, and after a few breaths, he put down the palm covering his forehead, only to see that his eyebrow bones were smooth, and there was no eyebrow on the position of a pair of thick eyebrows.

Yun Shu'er was stunned for a moment, then pointed at Sikong missing, smiled exaggeratedly, and shouted to Nanjiao: "Brother Nanjiao, Sikong's eyebrows were shaved off by my father's Moyun knife, tell me, does he look good without eyebrows?"

Nanjiao looked at Sikong carefully, scratched the back of his head, thought about it, and said sincerely: "He doesn't look good without eyebrows, he can't talk about bad looks, he looks weird, he looks awkward, in short, it feels weird!"

Yun Shu'er shook her head, smiled evilly, and shouted loudly: "I haven't seen a eunuch again, how do I know, but I think it should be like this!"

Yun Shu'er said these words intentionally to stimulate the commonplace and deliberate, but the southern suburbs were naïve and ignorant, unintentional words, the two sang and harmonized, which was interesting and natural, which made people laugh.

Sikong didn't hear Yun Shu'er's sarcasm, he was angry in his heart, glared at Yun Shu'er, glared at Yun Mutian again, shouted, swung his sword and rushed towards Yun Mutian, and the two fought together again.

After a while, with a terrible scream, Yun Mutian and Sikong Missing, who were in the fight, suddenly separated again, this time, Sikong Missing's left palm covered his face, and blood overflowed from his fingers.

Yun Mutian smiled and said: "Sikong is gone, the folk song praises you for your ability, what do you say is Ning Yu Hades, not Sikong, then I will scrape you alive today, I will first scratch your nose, then scratch your mouth, and then scratch your eyes, I will make you unrecognizable and ugly, as the folk song says, even if you want to see people in the future, no one wants to see you!"

All the people listened to Yun Mutian's words, their hearts trembled, and they felt cold, and suddenly felt that Yun Mutian's method was too vicious, you know, everyone has a love for beauty, and some people look vulgar, but they are also thoughtful and have a person's appearance, if they are made unrecognizable by others, no one is not a ghost, how painful and desperate this must be!

Sikong didn't know that Yun Mutian was a ruthless character, and when he said it, he glared at Yun Mutian, his body trembled, he was scared and angry, after a pause, he put down the palm that covered his face, revealing a bloody and terrifying face without a nose, holding a sword in both hands, like a beast that had fallen into a desperate situation, roared angrily, and pounced on Yun Mutian, vowing to kill Yun Mutian.

There was another vicious fight, Sikong didn't see it again, he wailed again, stepped aside, covered his mouth with his palm, the blood on his face flowed more, and his chest was dyed red, this time, his lower lip was indeed scraped off by Yun Mutian again.

Yun Mutian still smiled sinisterly, and said teasingly: "Sikong, you have to be careful, I'm going to shave your eyes next time!"

Sikong stared at Yun Mutian uncertainly, his eyes breathed fire, flashing with devouring light, after a pause, he put down the palm covering his lips, held the sword in both hands, and pounced on Yun Mutian like a hurricane, with a monstrous hatred, and roared in his mouth: "Miscellaneous, I'm going to chop you!" It's just that his lips were scraped off, his teeth were exposed, his mouth was not windy, and the words he said were vague and his voice was extremely weird.

Sikong didn't see and fought with Yun Mutian for dozens of moves, his moves became more and more messy, only attacking but not defending, like a mad tiger, with a posture of wanting to die with Yun Mutian, but his ability was inferior to Yun Mutian after all, in an instant, he wailed again, and withdrew from the battle, this time, there was only a bloody hole in his left eye socket, and one eye was gouged out.

Yun Mutian's heart was as cold as iron, and he had no pity for Sikong Bu, he still smiled and said coldly: "Sikong Bu, I, Yun Mutian, am not a cruel person, you still have one eye left, if I stab your last eye blindly, I won't kill you, I'm willing to let you live." ”

Buddha Guang, Six-armed Demon Infant and others can also be regarded as fierce and vicious people, but when they saw Yun Mutian's ruthless methods, their faces also changed slightly, and they secretly speculated, thinking in their hearts, they have all changed people beyond recognition, no people are ghosts, and they can't live, isn't this cruel?

Sikong was afraid of being killed by Yun Mutian, his spirit completely collapsed, his eyes were dark, he looked at Yun Mutian blankly, tears silently flowed in his single eye, and after a pause, he actually cried with a whine, and the more he cried, the more sad he became, the louder he cried, and in the end, it turned into a howling cry, it was really heartbroken, and he couldn't live in pain!

Sikong didn't cry bitterly for a while, that is, the palm that covered his face suddenly loosened, revealing the blind, noseless, lipless bloody and terrifying rotten face, he held the sword in both hands, the head of the sword was reversed, aimed at his chest, the mouth screamed a

Sikong didn't see his body stiffened, trembled, and after a few breaths, he opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his body threw forward, falling down from the air, and the stone generally fell on the ground, revealing a shallow pit on the ground, and the dust was rolling.