Zhuqing had lost most of her life after taking a hit from the man surnamed Mo. She was so dizzy that she was unable to dodge.
However, the moment of life and death aroused Zhu Qing's ferocity. With a sharp shout, he sent the Burmese knife straight into the heart of the man named Mo.
In less than a blink of an eye, the powerful fist hit Zhu Qing's head, and blood and brain matter suddenly burst out. The only remaining disciple of the Python was finally finished.
However, even though the man was dead, his movements did not stop. Senhan's blade was unstoppable and plunged straight into the chest of the man named Mo!
The Burmese knife was extremely sharp and penetrated the back on the spot, bursting out a scarlet and dazzling blood flower.
The man surnamed Mo forced the acupuncture point open. He was already suffering from serious internal injuries. This time, the blade hit the vital point. There was no luck at all. He could only shout loudly: "Mo Gui is incompetent! Don't leave Yan——"
Mo Gui had already lost his breath in the middle of speaking. Mo Gui's body swayed twice, and finally fell down like a jade pillar pushing down a mountain of gold, just in time to fall into a ball with Zhu Qing's body.
Seeing the two men die together in an instant, everyone onlookers were filled with inexplicable grief. Even Jiang Yunsheng, who had always been a cheerful man, couldn't help but burst into tears.
During the fierce battle, Zhuang Lizhao's eyes widened, and he roared with a sudden earthquake: "Brother Mo, go first, and a certain family will send Yan Junlin to be your companion!"
Zhuang Lizhao no longer held back at all. He displayed his lifelong skills with snow blades and flying knives. He was as powerful as the God of Death coming from the Nine Heavens. Even thousands of troops would be hard-pressed to resist!
Yan Junlin had been at a disadvantage before, and now it was even worse. Although he had tried his best, he was still unable to do what he wanted.
Suddenly, Zhuang Lizhao shouted loudly, the Kaiyang Snow Blade pierced through the shadow of the staff in the sky, and with the power of thunder, it slashed Yan Junlin's neck.
Yan Junlin was already unable to block the attack, so he had no choice but to dodge with all his strength. He managed to avoid the vital part of his head and neck, but his shoulder was still hit by the powerful blade.
Immediately, blood gushed out like a fountain, and the white monk's robe on Yan Junlin's body was stained. He clicked his feet and flew back violently under the severe pain.
Zhuang Lizhao was already murderous and could not allow Yan Junlin to escape easily. At that moment, he was approaching with swords like a shadow, and at the same time, two sharp flying knives were struck out with his wrists, completely blocking the opponent's escape route.
Bi Chan saw that his master was in a critical situation, so he didn't bother to fight with Gai Nie anymore. I saw him struggling to withstand the sword blow, taking advantage of the situation to dodge and jump out of the battle group. With a sharp scolding, he thrust out both palms and attacked Zhuang Lizhao's back with all his strength.
When Gai Nie saw this, his eyebrows peaked. The ancient sword Sheng Xie was thrown out of his hand. It was like an ax cleaving Mount Huashan, or like a hammer striking a wave. It gathered the power to destroy the five mountains and hit Bi Chan's vest.
Although Bi Chan had the dead wood magic to protect his body, after taking Gai Nie's full blow, his eyes instantly turned black, as if all the energy to protect his body had been dispersed. He staggered down with a muffled groan, and was no longer able to save Yan Junlin. .
Gai Nie did not hesitate and caught the ancient sword to win over evil. He immediately took a step forward and rushed towards Yan Junlin. At the same time, he shouted: "I will share Mo Gui's hatred. Let's see who can take off Yan Junlin's head first." !”
Although Zhuang Lizhao was filled with righteous indignation, he still looked around and listened in all directions. When he saw Gai Nie knocking Bi Chan down with his sword, he burst out laughing with joy and said: "Okay! Today we will be beheading for merit, let's see who among you and me is—— "
Before he finished speaking, Zhuang Lizhao suddenly felt the golden blade behind his head breaking through the wind. A huge force like a mountain was emptied out and pressed down. The sound of the desolate sword played the overture of death, and it crashed down towards the top of his head. It was clearly the ancient sword that defeated evil and came to claim his life!
Unforeseen circumstances, no mercy, Gai Nie's betrayal at the moment of battle, a sure blow to kill!
At the critical moment, Zhuang Lizhao seemed to have a blind eye in the back of his head. He made a backhand move with the Kaiyang Snow Blade, just in time to block the indestructible blade! 56
It was as if thunder from the sky stirred up the fire on the earth, the clanging buzzing was deafening, and the two immortal figures had separated themselves.
When he focused his eyes, he saw Gai Nie's Hengjian standing upright, standing up to block Yan Junlin, while Zhuang Lizhao held his long sword upside down. As he stared with tiger eyes, there was a serious look on his face.
There was silence for a moment, and only Zhuang Lizhao could be heard sighing: "As expected by Fan Yitong, you, the enemy of thousands of people, do have a secret identity."
Gai Nie Meifeng Yixuan said in a deep voice: "I have made many pretense in the past, but I still can't dispel your doubts. It seems that between you and me, we must finally decide whether to live or die."
Zhuang Lizhao said with bright eyes: "Yes, you have plotted against a certain family this time, and you will never have such a good opportunity again. However, a certain family is really curious. Since you are loyal to the Blue Blood Alliance, what position do you hold in it?"
Gai Nie was hesitating when he heard Yan Junlin cough lightly and said: "Gai Shouzun commanding the Mengsi Guards is a secret move deployed by me in the Sword Frontier. He is forced to show up here tonight. If he can't win back the considerable The interests are really going to live up to the poor monk’s hard work.”
Gai Nie heard the implication of Yan Junlin's words and immediately looked at Zhuang Lizhao with a solemn expression: "Today's meeting is the moment of decisive battle. I wonder if you dare to challenge?"
Zhuang Lizhao raised his eyebrows and said: "Why don't a certain family dare? As for whether you want to fight alone or simply swarm us?"
Gai Nie snorted and prepared to fight. Yan Junlin saw this and said quickly: "Gai Shou Zun doesn't need to show off his bravery. Let's join forces with Bi Shou Zun to kill this person quickly."
"Bishou Zun, please put aside your hatred for the murder of your disciple for the time being. I will naturally mediate between you two in the future."
Hearing Yan Junlin's orders, Gai Nie and Bi Chan had no choice but to obey the orders. They looked at each other and stepped forward side by side. They pointed the ancient sword and snake whip at Zhuang Lizhao and said in unison: "Learn from me!"
Zhuang Lizhao laughed when he saw this, raised his Kaiyang Snow Blade across his chest, and said enthusiastically: "Okay! Tonight we will see how a certain family kills horses and overturns chariots, and takes the head of a general among thousands of troops!"
When Yan Junlin heard the words, he was swaying when he suddenly heard a clear and clear music in his ears. He stared at the sound in astonishment and saw only a dense mist on the peak and cliff, which seemed like a bottomless abyss in the night.
Suddenly feeling uneasy, Yan Junlin concentrated more and more, listening carefully to distinguish the sound of the piano.
The mysterious piano sounds are played one after another, and the majestic melody echoes continuously in the valley. It is "the silver bottle is broken, the water slurry bursts out, and the cavalry stands out with the sound of swords and guns", which is so shocking.
Bi Chan also heard the sound of the piano, and his face suddenly changed drastically. As he clenched his fists, big beads of sweat rolled down his face.
Yan Junlin suddenly woke up and blurted out in shock: "No! Is this...?!"
Before he finished speaking, he saw the sharp blade cutting through the night sky, and the fierce warriors were as majestic as the god of war. Accompanied by the majestic music of the piano, it gradually reached a climax, and people all over the country laughed wildly: "Yes! This is exactly - the general's order!"
The bright moon is in the sky, as big as a silver plate, and the midnight hour is approaching.
The life-and-death showdown at Jinquan Villa is now coming to an end. Amidst a series of clashes of gold and iron, two figures are seen suddenly coming together and then separating.
Suddenly, a painful groan reached my ears, and finally the petite one stumbled back, using all his strength to hold on.
There was no serious murderous intention in his eyes, but the purple-clothed young master said solemnly: "Admit defeat, or you will be killed on the spot."
A look of determination flashed across his face, and the beautiful lady Wu Xia scolded coldly: "Evil devil, I will be punished by the Emperor Shi Tian!"
