"Whoosh" a golden light and shadow, as fast as lightning, hit Liangzhen.

Liang Zhen didn't expect this Nie Zhiying to say that he would fight, and in a hurry, he slammed the big gun in his hand sideways, and blocked the flying sword with a loud bang!

The flying sword trembled, the sword body spun, and with a whoosh, it flew back into Nie Zhiying's hand.

"Liang Zhen, don't think that you are a royal family, I won't dare to kill you!" Nie Zhiying held a flying sword and said coldly.

Liang Zhen was extremely angry, his face turned red, and he yelled "take it"! With a wave of the big gun, a red spear the size of a grinding disc flew towards Nie Zhiying!

Nie Zhiying's sword eyebrows straightened, and he said, "I don't know if I'm dead or alive!" With a slight swing of the flying sword in his hand, a golden ray more than a foot long was released, and the gun collided with the gun with a "boom".

A majestic wave of air burst out from between the guns and swords, and a chaotic sound of "crackling" shattered some tables and chairs in the hall!

Luo Qingfeng supported Sui Zhicheng with one hand, grabbed Lu Yu with the other, and his body floated out of the hall.

Liangyun stood in place with an extremely ugly face, not knowing what to do for a while!

Liang Zhen roared violently and said, "Just let Lao Tzu see, you immortal sect disciple's catties!"

As he spoke, Liang Zhen's body was already flying, and the big gun was connected in the air, and dozens of gun shadows covered Nie Zhiying.

Nie Zhiying's eyes flashed, and he turned the sword in his right hand into the air, and a golden semicircular sword curtain enveloped dozens of spear shadows. A huge force came from it, and Nie Zhiying's arm was collected and sent, and the sword curtain wrapped in the shadow of the gun, and it turned into a huge golden ball of light!

Liang Zhen's eyes widened, as if he didn't expect this Nie Zhiying's strength to be so strong! Without thinking about it, he waved his hands and danced the big gun into a curtain of guns, protecting his body.

"Bang" The ball of light hit the gun screen, and the gun screen shattered instantly, but the ball of light was only a little dim! With a "pop", Liang Zhen was hit by the ball of light, knocking a big hole into the top of the hall and flying out!

"Ninth Brother", Liangyun couldn't sit back and watch anymore, jumped up, flew out of the big hole, and went to save Liangzhen.

"Hmph!" Nie Zhiying snorted coldly, and his body also jumped, flying to the top of the hall.

I saw Liang Zhen standing on the east side of the roof ridge with **** on his upper body, a golden inner armor, hanging on his waist in tatters,

Liang Zhen held the big gun, stared at Nie Zhiying who flew up to the roof, his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to speak, but a wisp of blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Liangyun, who was standing beside him, hurriedly took out a pill from his arms and fed it to Liangzhen's mouth. Liangzhen opened his mouth and swallowed, quickly exercising his skills and refining the medicinal power.

Luo Qingfeng saw it in the courtyard, sighed slightly in his heart, turned his head to Sui Zhicheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground to recover from his injuries, and said, "Zhicheng, protect Lu Yu!"

Sui Zhicheng opened his eyes and nodded.

Luo Qingfeng lightly stepped under his feet, and his body was like an arrow, flying towards the top of the hall.

Sui Zhicheng looked at Liang Zhen on the roof, and couldn't help but think in his heart: "Both are sixth-order cultivators, the Lord of the Good Mansion plus the Luozhou Mansion, I don't know if I can beat this Nie Shadow!"

Lu Yu's eyes were blood-red, looking at Sui Zhicheng on the ground, Liang Zhen on the room, and then turned to the opposite side of Liang Zhen, Nie Zhiying, who was in a relaxed manner! His teeth were clenched, and a cry from the bottom of his heart continued to bombard his brain like a monstrous wave, "Too slow! Too slow! Too slow!

Nie Zhiying turned his head to look at Luo Qingfeng, who flew to the roof, and sneered: "Lord Luo, do you also want to get involved in this matter?"

Luo Qingfeng said lightly: "Why should the Nie Immortal Envoy force people too much! As far as I know, it seems that the envoy has no right to kill the preparatory disciples indiscriminately!"

Nie Zhiying sneered and said, "The envoy has no right to kill the preparatory disciple indiscriminately, but this disciple died in an accident!

Luo Qingfeng was not angry, but still said lightly: "In the public court, everyone has seen this, how can Nie Immortal Envoy hide it?"

Nie Zhiying looked at a few people, and then swept to the people of the state capital who were alarmed by the fight and hid in the distance to watch quietly, and said with a hint of cruelty in his eyes: "Who dares to talk more!

Luo Qingfeng couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart when he saw the look in Nie Zhiying's eyes! He took a few steps back, standing side by side with Liangzhen, Luo Qingfeng said softly, "Second brother, how is the injury?"

Liang Zhen said roughly: "It's just a little injury!"

Luo Qingfeng nodded, and said leisurely: "You and I have been fighting the enemy side by side for more than ten years!"

Liang Zhen's eyes lit up, and he said, "Yes, I've almost forgotten the pleasure of galloping on the battlefield back then!"

"Huh" A blue light flashed, and Luo Qingfeng also had an extra cyan long sword in his hand. Straightening his body, his index finger flicked lightly on the sword, and with a "Zheng" sound, the long sword let out a dragon groan! Luo Qingfeng, who was originally tranquil and leisurely, giving people a sense of fresh breeze, also seemed to have suddenly turned into a sharp sword.

"Heh! I heard that the 'Qingfeng King Sword', the 'Rainstorm Royal Spear' are also called the two heavenly pillars of Jizhou Mansion! Today, let me Nie Zhiying, see what means you have!" Nie Zhiying sneered, and with a flip of his left hand, there was another spear. He held a gun in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, and said in his mouth: "To deal with you mortal cultivators, you must be able to break the gun and break the sword with the sword, so as not to fall into the prestige of my immortal sect!"

Luo Qingfeng and Liangzhen glanced at each other, and there was a look of annoyance in their eyes.

Liang Zhen waved his spear, jumped up and flew up, attacking Nie Zhiying first.

Nie Zhiying's left hand shook the spear to meet Liang Zhen, but his right hand held the sword and did not move.

Seeing this, Luo Qingfeng took a little foot and swung his sword upward, but on his long sword, there was a blue light, with a hint of coolness, which seemed to make the airflow around the three of them slightly stagnate!

Nie Zhiying's eyes froze, and he already saw that Luo Qingfeng's strength was above Liangzhen. At the moment, he let go of his contempt and concentrated on defending the enemy.

"Knock, pop, boom" The figures of the three people are intertwined, and under the sword and air guns, the top of the hall is constantly collapsed by the air waves, and the people watching from a distance have avoided and retreated farther away. Many warriors, seeing that the situation was not right, left one after another, went to the Funiu Mountain Wufu garrison, the state capital garrison, etc., and moved to ask for rescuers.

Luo Qingfeng and Liang Zhen fought against Nie Zhiying. Liang Zhen danced with a big gun, just taking the rainstorm royal marksmanship to the extreme, completely ignoring his own defense!

Luo Qingfeng is figure is flickering, flying up and down left and right around Nie Zhiying, focusing on his vital points.

Whenever Nie Zhiying saw a flaw in Liangzhen's marksmanship and wanted to release the killer, Luo Qingfeng would attack a sword from the side, pointing directly at Nie Zhiying's vital point, so that he had to reflexively save himself.

And what made Nie Zhiying annoyed was that this rainstorm royal spear seemed to be arrogant and domineering, covering it all around. But this Luo Qingfeng always seems to be able to find a dead end in marksmanship, so he doesn't have to worry about being injured by marksmanship at all!

There are constantly martial artists leaving to report the news, and Nie Zhiying has also peeked at it, if it is delayed for a long time, a large number of masters from the Wufu Prefecture will arrive, although Nie Zhiying is not afraid, but it is also extremely troublesome!

Thinking of this, Nie Zhiying secretly said in his heart: "It seems that today, some talismans still need to be consumed!"