This increasing circle of light bound Lan Yutang tightly, bound his limbs, restrained his movements, and even bound his nerves.

Lan Yutang was stunned for a moment, and said in a deep voice: What is this?

Hong Hui looked at Lan Yutang, who was already unable to move, and snorted coldly: This is the lightning beam, immortal phoenix, you have been completely restrained by my lightning beam, this time it is your turn to not move.

Speaking of this, he looked at Wei Shan, pointed to Zhu Ji and Sheng Tang lying on the ground, and said: Shan'er, you leave here with Ji Er and Tang Er first.

Wei Shandao: Master, you?

Hong Hui suddenly sank his face and said loudly: "Hurry up, I can handle it here, now, Ji Er and Tang Er have suffered very serious internal injuries, and they need you to heal, otherwise, they will worry about their lives."

Moreover, you can't help me by staying here, you can only become a burden to me, I know you can't rest assured of me, but, don't worry, I won't die.

In the future, Hongmen will still rely on your three brothers to carry it forward, hurry up, you bastard, do you really want me to destroy Hongmen?

Wei Shan knew Hong Hui's temper, so he was no longer stubborn, just nodded unbearably, picked up Zhu Ji and Sheng Tang, and walked out slowly.

Then, disappear into the long rainy night, and don't know what to do.

Looking at the increasingly blurred figures of the three of them, Lan Yutang suddenly sneered, and the wide blue robe whirred in the night rain.

Then, with a sudden shake of his hand, the beams of light wrapped around him disappeared like a burning rope.

He looked at Hong Hui, pointed at Hong Hui with the immortal jade flute, and said in a deep voice: "Hmph, do you think that your little trick can restrain the actions of the immortal phoenix? You are too naïve.

Hong Hui was not surprised at all, but said slowly: You are wrong, I just want to make you unable to move for the time being before the three brothers leave Hongmen.

Lan Yutang put his hands behind his back and said slowly: In this way, you can have no worries and can fight with me, right?

Hmph, well, in that case, then I will fulfill you. This time, I will do my best to clean you up, and let the sound of my flute send you on the road to the Yellow Springs.

Speaking of this, he swirled the immortal jade flute into the air, and then, with a sudden shake of his hand, he pulled out a sword from it, looked at Hong Hui and said:

I told you a long time ago that you had better do it yourself and give me your head obediently, so that you can die a more comfortable death, and since you are so stubborn, then I will fulfill you.

You may have also heard that my immortal jade flute is ever-changing and mysterious, it can transform into a charming and heart-warming immortal flute, can launch a golden phoenix dart, can be stretched into a golden phoenix gun,

However, today, I have decided to use the strongest and most brutal Phoenix Sword against you, piercing your heart and leaving you tormented like an Asura field.

Hong Hui sneered: There are indeed many legends about your immortal jade flute in the rivers and lakes, and each legend is full of mystery and death.

However, it's a pity that I won't let you succeed, although you have the Phoenix Sword, but I also have the Pheasant Youyuan Sword in my hand.

Your phoenix sword can live forever from the fire of hell, but my lightning sword can split even the sun, moon and stars.

Now, I'm going to use this knife to pluck out the sharp claws and sharp beak of your phoenix, a phoenix without claws and a sharp beak is like a tiger with its teeth pulled out.

Look, the highest meaning of the pheasant Youyuan knife, chasing the soul towards the death of the three twilight and the fourth.

Before the words fell, the knife that was originally enshrined on the table in the back hall suddenly arrived in his hand, and then, the knife flashed, and slashed towards Lan Yutang.

Lan Yutang greeted him with a sword.

When the Pheasant Yuyuan Sword and the Phoenix Sword collided in a staggered manner, a powerful air current was set off in mid-air, almost toppling the sky.

And the night rain overhead with the galloping momentum of thousands of horses scattered in all directions in the sword light and sword shadows, like fireworks exploding in the sky during the Lantern Festival.

In an instant, the airflow of this powerful blade sword qi covered the entire Hongmen.

Wherever the currents passed, houses and courtyards collapsed, and trees were uprooted and scattered in all directions.

The collapsed houses, the collapsed courtyards, and the tall trees that had been uprooted, with Lan Yutang as the center, smashed down overwhelmingly towards him.

Lan Yutang was blocked by Hong Hui's pheasant Youyuan knife, and there was no way to hide, there was no way to avoid it, and he could only watch those houses and trees firmly press themselves underneath, just like the Five Finger Mountain where the Buddha suppressed Sun Wukong in the mythological era.

However, at the moment when the sky collapsed, Hong Hui used the light skill of teleportation to jump up and rush into the vast night rain sky.

Seeing the blue jade begonia's feathers, a house, covered with trees, restricting movement, it reappeared in the night rain like an eagle falcon soaring through the clouds.

Hong Hui's robe flew in the night rain, and then, with a shake of his body, he fell on a fallen tree, looked at Lan Yutang, who was heavily pressed underneath, let out a long sigh of relief, and muttered:

Oh, I succeeded, I dodged Lan Yutang's phoenix sword attack, and sealed him under the mist of my pheasant Yuyuan knife.

As soon as the words fell, his brows furrowed again.

Because he immediately sensed that it was not what he had imagined.

In the night rain, I saw that the pile of pheasants that were pressing Lan Yutang's Youyuan knife suddenly shook a little, making some crackling sounds.

Although the voice was very soft, it still made Hong Hui's heart that he had just put down hang again, and secretly wondered: What's going on?

Lan Yutang's voice suddenly came out of the pile of ruins, no, it was laughter, the laughter was full of ridicule, full of disdain, and said coldly:

Hmph, it's really worthy of Hong Hui, who is called a magician with powerful electricity and knives by the people in the rivers and lakes, but your knife still can't hurt me.

Speaking of this, the ruins formed by the pheasant Youyuan knife suddenly trembled, and then, with a bang, it exploded in all directions.

Then, I saw Lan Yutang Shi Ran walking out of it, walking in front of Hong Hui, looking at him with a sneering expression.

And this time, it was Hong Hui's turn to be surprised, looked at Lan Yutang, waved his knife one after another, and said loudly: Damn, I still haven't sealed you.

Lan Yutang swirled the immortal jade flute in his hand, and then, holding it behind him, said coldly: Hmph, seal me?

As soon as the words fell, I saw Hong Hui, who was originally standing on the body of the tree, suddenly shake, stumbled a lot, and almost didn't fall to the ground.

He quickly stabilized his body and half-squatted there, supporting the ground with his right knee with a pained expression on his face.

For he suddenly noticed that there was a small hole in his chest, and a thin, numb, faint blood poured out of it, as if it had been pierced with something as sharp as a needle.

What exactly is the wound?

Oh, yes, it's a sword, it's the phoenix sword that Lan Yutang just swung.

But when exactly did he stab himself?